Posted by gbuu on December 03, 1998 at 15:13
Well, I knew since my early youth I loved to see a woman wet herself. In that time it were girls of my own young age, but the age to prefer a girl seeing to do so grew with my own age. When I started to look for a girlfriend it was clear to me she had to be into wetting, or at least do it for me now and then without forcing her.
The first and last serious girlfriend I had is my ex wife. She was so cute and I was so in love that I didn't had the guts bringing up the wetting subject because I was too afraid she would think I was a lunatic and send me back to the streets right away. But after a few weeks I decided that if I wanted to go on with her, I somehow must think of something to get her interested into wetting. So one day when I brought her home and we did the final kiss in my car, I told her I had had a weird dream. I told her in my dream we would marry in two years, we would get one child, a new car, both a good job and we would build a house of our own. (This all came true) And then I added I also dreamed she had wetted her pants from laughing and warned her my dreams normally came reality.
She laughed, said my dream wasn't a bad one, and the "wetting because of laughing" was at that time the most realistic part because she often had that accidents. I hadn't witnessed one till then but I was a happy man to hear so.
From then on I sometimes came back with the wetting subject. After a party or in the pub for instance where she had laughed a lot. Before we got into my car I asked something like "Hey you laughed so much, I don't hope you have wet yourself". She always said she hadn't. Till the day I brought her home with my car and I didn't had asked her about it. I gave her a last kiss before she got out and then she said: "I don't hope I got your car seat wet, I had a little laughing accident this evening". She was wearing black corduroy jeans so nothing was visible. To my own surprise and completely unwanted I said something like: "No problem, I always wanted you to see wetting yourself". She was silent for a moment, then laughed, said I was idiot, gave me a last kiss and got out of the car. Before I drove on I checked her car seat but it was completely dry. But I had a very quick heart beat.
A few days later when we had been drinking wine and were on my bedroom I found the guts to ask something more. So I told her I had another dream about her which included her wetting herself from laughing again. She just smiled at me and again unwanted but perhaps of the wine I asked her if she would wet her panties for me for once in her life. I told her I was just curious how such a thing would look like. And because she started laughing and I got the idea she was about to call me an idiot again, I quickly added such a naughty thing could be very sexy to see. And she indeed… called me complete nuts. No wetting.
I stopped talking about it because she was far to cute to loose her. But a week later she came back with the subject herself. Friday evening before I brought her home, I never forget. Last kiss etc. and then she asked me if I was serious about her wetting her panties for once. I said "yes" and that it was just for fun, being a bit naughty and no further reasons. She smiled, said she would think of something, gave me a final kiss and stepped out of my car. I was in seventh heaven. No wetting yet, but she made a little promise.
The next day we were on my bedroom, listening to some music I think (I don't remember exactly) when she suddenly said she had to pee. I told her "OK, you know the way to the bathroom" when she smiled at me and said I wanted to see a thing for once in my life. And this was the moment she was willing to do so. My heart beat doubled at once, I felt my face turning red and I asked if she was really serious. She smiled, told me she had a second pair of panties in her hand bag and a small plastic bag to take the wet panties back again. And she said this was just a "once in my lifetime" thing. But that was OK to me at that moment. I began shivering all over my body and I believe I got a towel from the bathroom to lay on the ground. I locked my bedrooms door and she lifted her dress, standing spread legged over the towel. She was wearing white towel fabric panties, I never forget. Although she had to pee badly it took 5 minutes or so before she could finally go. I never forget I saw the wet spot appearing, first drips and then a big stream. By then I really was in seventh heaven. She was only saying things like "Oh my god, this feels dirty". It was clear she didn't liked it at all, but my oh my, my "tool" was never in such a big shape before. I remember I asked her if I could touch the wet panties when she was finished, but no way. She directly took them down, cleaned herself up and before she took on her clean pair of panties we had sex for the first time in our life. It was the first time for her and the first time for me. I was so excited I came long before her. Very bad timing, a thing I had to learn. She was always a bit "slower" than I. Most women are I think. I didn't had the guts to ask if I could keep the wet panties as a souvenir. She put them in the small plastic bag and took them with her when I brought her home that evening.
That was the start. I asked her the next time I saw her if she had had problems because her mom found out about the wet panties but she told me she had washed them first and let them dry in her closet before throwing them in the laundry basket. No-one found out about it.
After a few weeks I asked her again if she wanted to do it. Just for me, it had excited me much more than I thought. And now and than she did so. She never really liked it, although after a while the "I my god, this is a dirty thing" remarks disappeared. She even admitted we had the best sex after her wetting herself. Just in her panties btw and always on the same way.
After we start living together things were a bit easier and she did it more often. She even wetted her jeans a few times for me and she even once did it in summer while we were walking home in the middle of the night after a party. Wearing a dark blue tight jeans if someone is curious. She peed while walking and I think it was just because of too much wine she did that for me. I had my hands between her legs while she did it. She was just drunk giggling. But ever since I have a strange fetish about seeing a woman wet herself while walking.
We were married for 14 years, bought a new car, build our own house and got one daughter. She wet herself for me a lot of times, but the longer we were married, the more she started hating it. I care too much about woman. I never forced her to do so. If not, than not. Our recent divorce has nothing to do with the wetting part of our marriage. But geeh, except for not seeing my daughter daily anymore, that's the thing I miss the most I think. Lucky enough there are video's.
And don't ask me why we divorced because that's none of your business.
Gbuu
Email: gbuu1@yahoo.com