Posted by Watcher on October 12, 2000 at 16:31
WHEN SHE CAN”T STAND STILL !
I was really interested in the too short conversation thread on this BBS a few days ago, about girls who re so desperate to go that they simply can’t stand still!
First of all, something about myself – I really am a leg guy! There is nothing sexier than an attractive young woman, say in her late teens or early twenties who has fantastic long sexy legs and slender thighs, especially if she is wearing a not too long tight dress or skirt. Nothing sexier ? Not quite. Seeing her standing and squirming around obviously desperate to go is incredible.
Seeing such a young woman in public in a situation where there is no escape, and nowhere to walk to, is very rare. Usually they manage to hold on until some escape route presents itself – but watching her go through the stages of desperation as she squeezes and crosses her legs together frantically trying not to wet her panties is wonderful. The moves I like best are when she bends both knees, curtseys a little and bends one knee back so that her lower leg and ankle rub up against her other knee. If you see a girl do that a few times you can be sure that her panties may be already a little wet, and with any luck it will only be a minute or so before you see the trickles run down between her legs. Watch for the moment when she suddenly stops squirming, has a look of desperate concentration on her face as she locks herself into that position and wets her pants.
Although most of the sightings I have seen have been by girl friends who deliberately wet their panties for me when we were alone together, I will never forget the first time I really saw a girl have an accident and wet her panties! Her name was Betty McCann (Betty – are you out there ??). She was lovely – slim, blond hair, cute face. Absolutely fantastic legs, and was wearing a short tight red dress. We were out for a walk together one Sunday afternoon, both our parents were staying at the same hotel on a family holiday. Betty and I had been holding hands as we walked along by the sea shore. We went into a little shelter with a bench in it and sat down. Betty leaned forwards and said in a small, cute voice “I’m embarrassed, I’ve sat in a damp patch” Now I was sure the bench had been dry when we sat down, so I asked Betty to stand up and let me see. She did so, and sure enough there was a damp patch about three inches across in just the right place! I also stood up, and took her in my arms, kissed her and held her close while I whispered into her ear, in what I hoped was a reassuring comforting tone “Betty, I think you’ve wet your pants, haven’t you ?”
“No I haven’t” she said quite crossly, stamping her feet one after the other. I held her closely and she relaxed. Then she stiffened and said plaintively “I really have to go – I’m so embarrassed!”
Well, was this ever my drean come true! I took a deep breath and whispered back “Betty – just let it go, wet your panties, it’s OK! OK?”
“Are you sure ?” she moaned, squirming a little against me as I held her.
I sat down on the bench in front of her holding her hands as she stood in front of me with her legs squeezed tightly together. She was standing between my knees and began to wet her panties. There was a soft ‘shussshing’ sound and the trickles began to splash down between her legs. The trickles zigzagged around behind her knees then curved around and ran down the front and sides of her fantastic long legs. She wet herself for about 25 or 30 seconds, then the flow slowed down to just few drips.
I looked up at her face. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she was blushing harder than any girl I had ever seen, almost to an asphyxial purple as she held her breath, making her look incredibly sexy, her long blond hair falling down in front of her shoulders.
I stood up again and held her close. She tried to pull away a little, afraid I guess that her wet skirt would press against me. I soon took care of that, clasped my hands firmly around her small firm (wet) bottom, and held her tightly to me. She relaxed in my arms again as we kissed.
Interestingly, Betty hadn’t shown any signs of squirming around just moments before. I have noticed this with a few girls who deliberately let themselves get so desperate they had to wet their panties for me.
One other thing – as I write this, in the corner of my screen I am playing my favorite video clip. It is a clip of a long legged girl (Mimi) wearing a tight, white mini skirt which comes down to about halfway between her crotch and her knees. She is doing an excellent dance of desperation with all the moves I like. She keeps saying how desperate she is and that she's going to wet her panties, interspersed with appropriate little moans and breathy sounds! She doesn’t actually wet herself in this clip. It is about 13 megabytes – too large to post. When I get high speed access maybe I could find a location to post it.
Watcher
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