On the weekends I often had long talks with my boyfriend on the telephone, and this always got me pretty excited. What sometimes followed these talks would have to be the naughtiest thing I ever did as a teenager. I'd tell my mother I was feeling sleepy, and wanted to have a lie down, even though it might have been the middle of the afternoon. Most times though I wasn't really sleepy at all, and simply wanted to be naughty in bed.
Feeling horny always made me think of wetting, and while I was talking to my boyfriend, I'd be touching myself through my pants, and making little wet stains on them. Sometimes I'd be wearing jeans, and the wet patches would show through to the outside. After he hung up, I'd be so aroused, and that's when I'd tell my mother I wanted to have a lie down.
So I'd go into my bedroom, shut the door, draw the curtains, and strip down to just my tee shirt and panties. My pants would be quite wet already of course, and I'd inspect myself in the mirror before climbing into bed. Knowing what I planned to do made me feel so excited, and sometimes I'd do a bit more in my pants while I was standing in front of the mirror. Even though I wet my bed every night, and often on purpose, it still made me feel deliciously naughty to be standing there in the middle of the afternoon, knowing I intended to have an accident in my pants!
Sliding under the covers, listening to the rustle of my plastic mattress cover, I would get myself into a comfortable position and close my eyes. My pussy by then would be so swollen and moist with arousal, that it was all I could do to keep my hands away. And then I'd do it! Filling my head with sexy thoughts about boys, I would slowly wet my bed. I'd know I was being ultra naughty, and that Mum would have all this extra washing to do, but I just couldn't help myself.
Then as the warm feeling was creeping all around me I pretended I was still talking to my boyfriend on the phone, and saying things that in reality I'd never dare. I can't remember exactly what, but if I was doing it now, I might say something like "Peter, I've got something to tell you, and I hope you won't be cross with me. I've been a bit naughty, and I've wet my bed. Will you come and change my wet pants for me?"
Oooh! Now that's a horny thought!
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