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I hope you all enjoy the different ways my free pee stories display different wetting incidents. You will notice that I'm an exhibitionist at heart, an extrovert and I love daring peeing, I love my bursting bladder, it makes my heart skip a beat to 'unexpectedly' find that I have an audience looking at my pee soaked panties and I pretend to be shocked and embarrassed, but I'm secretly loving and savouring the pee soaked moment! I think I purposely go out of my way to put myself into difficult bladder bursting and desperate peeing situations, like I go out having had several drinks without peeing and knowing that I'm going to need a big pee very soon, it's like I just don't care! If you like a particular panties wetting story that you'd like me to enact in my own words, you can send me a descriptive message by e-mail, here is my address - e-mail Debra then I will know what turns you on and I will tell you some more of your story!
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Peeing Humiliation. After I'd finished my peey task, I went and cleaned myself up a bit and went back and untied the bedraggled and bald beavered Amanda and cheerfully said on my way out, "Thanks for a great time baldy!
Angela and i had discovered we like pissing sex
By the lunchtime break my panties were so sticky with my excitement of what was to come, that when I went to the loo and lowered them to pee, my clitty was poking out! This was to prove very tempting, as climbing with the rope between my legs stopped me peeing, but had every nerve screaming as I totted on the brink of orgasm.
Amanda shrieked and immediately pee'd through her panties, it was a long thick stream, it saturated her skirt and the seat and as she complained to me, I launched my assault of, "You dirty little bitch!
Finally, as she dismissed the group, she walked over and stood beneath the rope and shouted up, "You can come down now, I want to inspect your panties. After the phone sex I had with Amanda Miss Johns, my college lecturer we had both promised to refrain from any sexual indulgence until our next arranged meeting the following afternoon. Then, from the bathroom I brought some shaving cream, together with a razor and bowl of hot water.
It was as much as I could do to keep my promise even then, in fact, I automatically began to rub myself and would probably been unable to resist a final climax, but my quim was raw from all the attention it had received on the 'phone sex earlier.
After the pub - story of a wet woman
She kept looking up at me and must have been able to see my red locked thighs straining together to avoid peeing and from my vantage point, I could see she was sitting on her foot with the heel pressed tight against her vagina, rocking slowly to and fro, desperate for a pee.
Back to Stories Index. On the way to college, as I walked, each step caused the fabric of my tight panties to slide over my aroused clit.
She told me to do rope and mat work on my own. C'mon, tell me! She did manage to swallow quite a lot, but much of it soaked her face and hair. No doubt, dreaming of what had happened the day. I shouted, "If losing a little pubic hair distresses you that much, let's have you upstairs and I'll soon have that problem solved, let's have you hairless!
As I was still wetting the bed at 10 years old and although with specialist help, it became less frequent. I longed to go in the college toilets and bring myself off, but I refrained.
Some was going down the rope and some sprayed through the air and fell on Amanda's face and shoulders. Occasionally I wear incontinence pants, like I had that night, but I probably pee'd quite a lot, so I woke in an absolute pool of pee. I must have looked pathetic as Amanda said to me more gently this time, "Lift that skirt and lean over the vaulting horse. She was directing a group of girls in an aerobics routine, however, she must have been aware that if I did vigorous exercises, I would most certainly pee myself. I'll see you at college tomorrow!
While Amanda was directing the rest of the group, my thighs were burning from the friction of the rope and I was now at the top with my arms wrapped around the tie beam. I was more than happy to agree, "But don't forget! Or have you come as well?
Angela and i had discovered we like pissing sex
I then slid forward so that my thighs were on either side of Amanda's face, her nose rubbed on my clitoris and her tongue darted to and fro and the sensations of ecstasy swept over me, I panted, "I am going to make you drink the rest of my wee, can you drink it all? After finishing trimming her bush with the scissors, I bathed her sad looking fanny with the hot water and the shaving foam as she strained against the straps to bring her legs together and try to rub harder against my hand.
As Amanda stopped the car in her drive and turned off the ignition, I took hold of some of her pubic hair and with one swift jerk, I pulled as hard as I could and came away with quite a bunch of hairs.
It went through my panties as if they weren't there! I wondered how Amanda was managing and maybe she too had started to wet herself? Here's my paantie pee story: The following morning I awoke finding that I had wet the bed! I was so sorry and stuttered, "I ddidn't mmean to do it, iiit was an accident, III couldn't help it! I stuttered, "Well Iii'm only, iiit's just. However, as you have pee'd on me, albeit from a great height, I think a few strokes of the cane will make you think twice before you break your promises again!
I could feel her hot breath near my bottom as she inspected the crutch of my panties. It's YOU that's behaving like a little girl and now you need to be treated like one!
Female desperation and wetting story
We would be feeling very horny and we had also undertaken to resist relieving our bladders from lunchtime onwards. That was my last allowed pee until my date with Amanda and by three o'clock, I wanted to pee badly and by 4 and I was dribbling into my gym pants.
As I touched the ground, I reached for her, but she pushed me roughly away. Amanda was also wet with my pee, she looked so angry I was afraid everything was ruined. But I have lapses, so I use a waterproof cover beneath the sheets.
I was late entering the gym and Miss Johns was sat on the vaulting horse, her legs folded under her so I couldn't see how she had faired.
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When Angela spotted a fellow watersports fan among her workmates she was intrigued to know more.
We had been visiting some friends and decided to walk back to her place where I had left my car we had gone to our friends by bus, since parking is just next to impossible in the city center.