Posted by WetLady on January 15, 1999 at 10:44
In Reply to: Re: Question (How many times.....) posted by gbuu on January 15, 1999 at 07:52
I've got a bit of time now, so here is a description of the last (10th grade) incident.
Four of us had stayed late one Friday at school to watch the basketball team practice....and ogle the boys in shorts, of course.
My friend Anne had a big old used Plymouth Fury. It was brown outside, with a brown/tan upholstered interior, trimmed with elegant brown vinyl. This particular day Anne and I and two other friends, Mel and Carrie decided to hit the local McDonalds after the practice.
This was back in the mid-70's and we all wore pretty much the "uniform" of the times....cordury slacks and smock tops. After filling ourselves with Big Macs and fries and large sodas, we climbed back into the Fury. Anne drove and I sat up front with her, Carrie and Mel stretched out in the rear.
Almost as soon as we were out of Mickey D's lot, Mel began to complain of needing to pee. We all laughed and teased her about not using the facilities there. Well, she was too embarassed to...some of the B-Ball team came in, including the one she had a MAJOR crush on, and she was too embarassed (or shy) to admit her need in front of him.
We drove around a bit, gossiping and giggling as high school girls do; while Mel got more and more desperate. I can pretty much say with certainty that she was wearing tan cords (the only acceptable colors were tan, rust and black...and black was for special occasions, like dances). Soon Carrie and Anne and I began to tease Mel about her squirming. The Fury, being a large car, allowed Mel lots of room for bouncing and giggling. It also didn't escape our notice that she tried to surreptitiously grab her crotch from time to time.
By this time, after cruising the town for about half an hour, Mel sat with her thighs tight together and her hands jammed against her pee hole. She'd been whimpering about her need for a bit, then suddenly she got angry. She shouted something at Anne (who was the biggest tease) to the effect of "I should just piss all over your seat...then we'd see who's laughing!" Anne made some snide remark, verging on a dare, that Mel would never do that.
"Fucking Bitch!" was Mel's approximate reply as she scooted her ass to the edge of the seat. Then she spread her legs and said,"You asked for it!" and began to pee.
Carrie noticed first, and squealed out that Mel was wetting the floor. Sure enough, I turned backwards in my seat, and there was a thick yellow stream gushing out of the now dark crotch of Mel's slacks. It flowed for quite a while, producing enough urine that the well of the floor was filled to about 1/2 inch deep.
Anne turned around and kept staring and yelling at Mel....damn near ran us into a tree, too! Anne was demanding Mel clean up the mess and Mel was refusing. Ultimately, Anne did clean it herself, but it was a LONG time before she gave Mel a ride in her car again.
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