Posted by Sandra on January 04, 1999 at 19:00
I was happy to see that my previous post was well received. I did not learn to enjoy wetting until I was a teenager. You would think that the teen years would be the worse but it was just too much of a wild feeling to ignore.
Anyway, back to my wettings. After the last incident of wetting in school, I made sure I never wet in school again, but I did have an accident after school in high school. I had to go after my last class but ignored the call. I was walking home with a few friends and all of a sudden felt I really really had to pee. I told my friends and they sort of laughed and then said to find a bush. Well, we kept walking and seriously I was looking for a bush or anyplace where I could take a quick pp. I didn't find anyplace and knew I was in trouble.
We continued to talk and walk as school girls do when I stopped dead, and my friend Jan said Sandy what are you doing? What I was trying to do was pee a little and keep walking but my legs just froze. I stopped peeing but I was wet. We walked more and finally I just had to stop again, I wanted to pee and walk but could not. Then it happened, I started to pee and couldn't stop. Everyone froze and watched as I peed my pantys. Part of my pee went straight down and some went down one of my legs. Of course not only did my friends see me wet my pants but other kids did too and I caught it from then, but after peeing I felt great and didn't care. When I got home instead of washing and changing, I took off my skirt and masturbated thru my wet pantys, WOW did I ever cum. Now, I began to realize that peeing was quite exciting.
However, soon after that I peed my pants in Mom's car. She was delivering some stuff from some type of party and I was with her. We ate and I had a large soda and then refilled it before I left. Well, she took her time and I had to go. She made her last delivery and I really had to pee. I asked her to stop and she said she would as soon as she got off the interstate. But, instead of getting off at the next exit, she meant she was getting off at our regular exit. Ouch, that was an extra 7 or 8 miles. I was sitting with my hands between my legs with my back shoved against the seat. Well she got off the interstate and headed for the Circle K and there was only one red light between us and the Circle K and that was too much for me, sitting at the light I lost it and sat in Mom's car wetting away. I had on jeans and soaked them, the front was wet all the way up to the belt line, my butt was soaked and I had wet all the way to my knees, even some pee was below my knees.
Mom was angry to say the least, peeing in her car, even though she has more than once. I got yelled at for the next two miles home. She was still yelling when we got home and my sister got quite a kick out of this wetting. My pantys were stained from the dye of my jeans.
I got into my shared bathroom pulled my jeans down to my knees and masturbated like crazy thru my pissy pantys, again what an orgasm I had. I took a shower and then had a car seat to scrub clean.
Now I knew that peeing was exciting as well as an embaressment and I had to learn to balance these feelings as well as other sexual feeling I had.
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