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I love female pee desperation. I love seeing women squirming, fidgeting, dancing, scissoring their legs, crossing their legs, tapping their feet, pressing their thighs together, holding themselves between the legs, sucking wind through their teeth, and finally peeing themselves uncontrollably. I especially love it when they ignore the urge to pee while doing other stuff - watching TV, cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. or in public places - shopping, working, etc.
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BURSTING CO-WORKER
PART 5
The next morning, Wendy awoke early, padded to the bathroom and emptied
her aching bladder. As she sat there, she got a devilish idea. Wendy went
to the living room, where Mary was sleeping on the couch. She stood
admiring the pretty 18 year old for a few minutes. Then, she gently woke Mary up.
"Come on sleepyhead, time to get up," said Wendy, softly, as she ran a
finger slowly along Mary’s arm. Mary stirred and looked up at Wendy. "Good
Morning," she replied.
Mary sat upright and stretched out her arms with a big yawn. Mary then
shifted her bum around on the couch a little. Wendy noticed the movement
and knew Mary’s bladder was full of her nighttime pee. Mary stood up and
started towards the bathroom. "Just a sec," said Wendy, "What do you want for
breakfast?" Mary stopped and turned towards Wendy. "Bacon and eggs and
toast, would be fine." answered Mary. As Mary answered, she started rocking
from foot to foot. "What’s the matter, need to pee?!" teased Wendy. "YES!"
answered Mary.
Mary turned around and started for the bathroom again. Wendy followed
her until they reached the door. Before Mary could reach for the knob to
open the door, Wendy grabbed her from behind and started tickling her. "WHAT
ARE YOU DOING!" shrieked Mary, "LET ME GO! I HAVE TO PEE!" "NOOO!"
(*Laugh*) Mary sank to the ground in hysterics as Wendy tickled her. As she kick
and thrashed from the relentless ticking, Mary’s short nightgown kept riding
up. Wendy’s heart started pounding as the hem of the nightgown pulled up
until it was barely below Mary’s pussy. "STOOOP IT!" (*Laugh*) "YOU’RE
GOING TO MAKE ME PEE MYSELF!" (*Laugh*) And then it happened, Mary’s nightgown
suddenly got yanked up to her waist in the horseplay, and Wendy saw it:
Mary’s pretty, perfect, completely waxed bare pussy. "OH GOD! OH MY GOOOOD! I’M
PEEING!" (*Laugh*) shrieked Mary as Wendy watched a golden jet of pee
suddenly burst through Mary’s pee hole, arcing out and soaking Mary’s bum and
the floor. "OH MY GOD! YOU MADE ME PEE!" Mary said. Her pee stream slowly
ebbed and died, leaving Mary laying in a puddle of pee on the floor.
"Well, it looks like you need another shower, so get going, and while
you do I’ll get your clothes from the dryer and make breakfast." said Wendy.
Mary suddenly realized her nightgown had ridden up. "Oh My God!" exclaimed
Mary, "You can see my pussy!" "Uh- Yes, I can. No big deal, right, I mean,
I’ve got one too. It’s not like I’ve never seen one!", laughed Wendy.
Mary relaxed and said, "I guess your right!" and giggled. "And it’s a very
pretty one, too!" added Wendy, reaching out and drawing her finger ever so
lightly along Mary’s labia. Mary gasped at the sudden sensations this caused
her. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Shh!" replied Wendy. "Wendy!
I-(*gasp*) Oh! Dont’t stop!" Mary exclaimed breathlessly as Wendy’s finger slid
slowly up and down her labia until it brushed her clit. Wendy stroked her
finger in a circular motion on Mary’s clit, feeling it harden, and continued
the motion slowly at first and then faster and faster. Mary moaned and
groaned and then started bucking her hips in total bliss. "Ooooh! OOOOOH!
UNNNNNHHHH! YESSSSS! OH YESSSSSSS!" Mary tensed up and spasmed hard as she reached
orgasm.
Mary lay still for a long moment, a huge grin on her face. Opening her
eyes, she saw Wendy smiling down at her. "Did you like that?" cooed Wendy.
"Oh yes!" sighed Mary, "It was wonderful!"
Mary then went for her shower, as Wendy smiled at the thought of how
her life had certainly taken a turn for the interesting!
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BURSRING CO-WORKER
PART 4
Wendy entered her living room, after a quick shower and change of
clothes. She now was wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. Seeing Mary sitting there
in her tan slacks and white blouse, Wendy noticed her shifting uncomfortable
as she sat on the sofa. Wendy realized that Mary had not been to the
toilet yet. "Excuse me," said Mary, "but, May I use your bathroom?" Wendy
smiled, "Now, you just saw me pee myself. Wouldn’t you like to try holding on
as long as possible." "Gee, I don’t know," answered Mary uncertainly. "Have
you ever peed yourself before?" "Oh!" blushed Mary, "Not since I was in
elementary school." "You should have been at work the other night," said Wendy,
as she told Mary all about the customer who peed herself in the store, and
about the lady’s daughter who had done a pee on the fitting room floor.
"You’re kidding! She just pulled her panties aside and peed on the carpet!?"
exclaimed Mary incredulously. "Apparently," replied Wendy, "You should have
seen the size of the wet spot on the carpet!" Mary giggled at the thought,
then winced as her laughter put pressure on her bladder. "Oh! I have to
pee!" "Here let me get you a cup of coffee." Wendy went to the kitchen and
started the coffeemaker. "Here, while the coffee’s brewing, drink this bottle of
water," she said, handing Mary a small bottle of water.
Mary downed the water, and then the coffee, as they continued talking.
"You know," said Wendy, "I saw my cousin Irene pee herself once, at a
wedding. It was a long service at the church, and as we were leaving, Irene told
me she really needed to pee, but would wait until we arrived at the
reception. We ended up getting lost, and by the time we arrived at the hall, Irene
was absolutely bursting. She managed to get out of the car, but as she
walked to the door, she lost control and peed all down her legs under her dress
in the middle of the parking lot!" "Oh how embarrassing!" said Mary, as
she crossed her legs and bounced them up and down. "Irene and I found the
ladies room, and I helped her clean up. Fortunately, her dress was only a
little wet, but she had to spend the rest of the evening without panties
underneath!" "Wow!" exclaimed Mary. And, then the thought of Irene going
pantieless, struck her as funny. (*Laugh*) "Oh God!" (*Laugh*) "I have to pee!"
Wendy, noting that Mary was now wriggling her bum all over the sofa,
continued, "I also saw a woman leaving the bar at the mall one night. She was
drunk off her ass, staggering all over, and doing an obvious "pee dance".
She walked out to her car, as I followed as well as I could, and halfway
there her left heel broke off. She fell backwards onto her ass, and as I
walked past I couldn’t believe my eyes. Her skirt had ridden up, and with he
legs splayed open, I could see all the way up her legs. And here’s the best
part: She wasn’t wearing panties, and I could see her pee spraying out in a
huge jet from between her pussy lips!" (*Laugh*) "Oh God!" (*Laugh*) "That
is too funny!" "Oh God! Don’t make me laugh!" (*Laugh*) "I’ll pee
myself!", laughed Mary. "Oh God! I’m going to pee myself!"
Wendy could see that Mary was absolutely bursting, now. "Come on!
Let’s go into the kitchen. There’s linoleum there."
Wendy led Mary, who hobbled there with clenched thighs as she could
barely hold her bladder now. Mary went to sit, but Wendy stopped her. "No,
you have to stay standing, now!" "But, it’s harder to hold it that way,"
protested Mary. "Too bad!" laughed Wendy.
Mary started prancing on the spot. She started stepping from foot to
foot, stopping every so often to bend at the waist and squeeze her legs
together as her bladder threatened to let go.
"Are you ticklish?" asked Wendy with a devilish grin on her face. "No
don’t!" replied Mary as Wendy tried to tickle her stomach. "NO! NOOOOO!"
(*Laugh*) "OH GOD NO!" (*Laugh*) "STOOOOP ITTTT!" (*Laugh*) "YOU’RE GOING TO
MAKE ME PEE MYSELF!" (*Laugh*) "OH GOD!"
Wendy relented for a moment, and Mary gasped, "Oh God! I’m going to pee
myself!" This just encouraged Wendy, and she started tickling Mary again,
(*Laugh*) "NOOOOOO!" "(*Laugh*) "OH MY GOOOOOD!" (*Laugh*) "NOOOOOO!"
(*Laugh*) "I’M PEEEING" (*Laugh*) "OH SHIT!" (*Laugh*) "OH MY GOD!" (*Laugh*)
"I’M PEEING MY PANTS!"
The laughter went on hysterically as Mary lost control and totally peed
her tan pants. Wendy watched with glee as her pretty little co-worker pee
herself. Mary’s pee finally stopped, and she stood there looking down at
her now soaked pants and the large puddle she was standing in on the linoleum
floor. "I can’t believe you made me pee myself!" Mary exclaimed. "So,"
asked Wendy, "How does it feel to pee yourself uncontrollably?" "Actually, it
feels really good," said Mary with surprise in her voice, "all the effort to
hold it actually felt good to me, and the relief of finally going was bliss.
And the pee running down my legs felt so wet and warm."
Wendy looked at Mary, her tan slacks had huge wet streaks down both
legs and were totally soaled up to her waist. The bottom edge of her blouse
even had a yellow strip of pee on the edge. "How about you stay here,
tonight? I can loan you some night clothes, and I’ll see that your clothes are
washed." "All right," answered Mary, "But I need a shower real bad!" (*Laugh*)
Wendy showed Mary to the bathroom, and then brought her a nightgown to
wear. She deliberately chose the shortest one she owned. "Here, you can
put this on." she told Mary. "Thanks!" said Mary.
After her shower, Mary sat and talked with Wendy about ordinary things
for the rest of the evening, and then they turned in. As she fell asleep,
Wendy smiled. Her dreams were starting to come true!
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BURSTING CO-WORKER
PART 3
The next night, Wendy was delighted that not only was Mary scheduled to
work, but had already asked if Wendy could drive her home after work.
Wendy was still excited about seeing one of customers wet herself the night
before. Wendy decided to try to have an "accident" herself after work. She had
dressed in her usual gray skirt and jacket, with pantyhose on underneath.
Wendy drank several bottles of water during her shift (4PM - 9PM) and
refrained from using the bathroom. By the time 9PM approached, Wendy’s bladder
was filling up from all of the water, and Wendy was nervous with
anticipation. Then she had another idea. "Hey, Mary." "Yes." "Would you like to go
for a cup of coffee after work?" "Sure."
At 9PM, Wendy and Mary closed out their cash registers and exited the
store. As they walked across the parking lot to a fast food restaurant,
Wendy could feel how full her bladder was getting. Arriving at the restaurant,
Wendy ordered a large black coffee, and bought Mary a small one with cream
and sugar. Sitting and drinking the coffee, and talking about their jobs
and their boss, took 30 minutes, by which time Wendy was starting to shift
uncomfortably in her chair. As they got up to leave, Wendy said, "I really
should use the bathroom, but I’ll wait until I get home." She noticed Mary’s
face perk up at statement.
They walked across the parking lot to Wendy’s car. As they reached it,
Wendy felt a sharp twinge in her bladder, and crossed her legs tightly as
she unlocked the door. Once inside, she started the car and pulled out on
the highway. Traffic suddenly came to a stop. A wreck was blocking the road!
Wendy groaned, "Oh No! We’re stuck here and I really have to pee now."
Wendy started squirming in her seat and was pleased that Mary was transixed
by her fidgeting.
The traffic jam lasted for 20 minutes, by which time the coffee Wendy
had drunk was starting to reach her bladder. "Oh God! That coffee has gone
right through me. Now I really gotta pee bad. Ssthhh! Unnnh!" Wendy placed
her left hand on her stomach and tensed her abdominal muscles as she fought
another spasm in her bladder. "I’m going to stop at my house first, so I
can use the bathroom, and then I’ll drive you home."
Traffic finally started moving and Wendy soon pulled into her driveway.
Wendy carefully got out of her car, and started hobbling toward the door,
Mary following along transfixed at Wendy’s plight. "Oh God! I have to pee
so bad!" Wendy exclaimed as she hobbled to the front door. She felt her
bladder start tingling as it strained to hold all of her pee in. Arriving at
the door, Wendy stepped from foot to foot as she searched her purse for her
house key. "Oh my God! I have to pee so damn bad!" "Oh God! I’m going to
pee myself!" Just then Wendy felt the tingling in her bladder increase, and
then her bladder suddenly gave way as a thick jet of pee shot out of her pee
hole. "OH GOD! OH MY GOD! I’M PEEING MYSELF!" shouted Wendy. She felt the
jet of pee hitting her clit and labia as it sprayed into her now soaking
panties. As it did, she felt her clit stiffen, and then Wendy gasped, "Oh-
Oh- I’m Cum- I’M CUMMING!" She stiffened and grunted as a powerful orgasm
shook her.
Mary watch all this in stunned silence, absorbing every detail as the
pee ran down Wendy‘s legs and formed a puddle on the doormat, and as Wendy
trembled from her orgasm . Wendy shook and moaned as she peed and came.
After 30 seconds, the orgasm ebbed and her pee trickled to a stop. Wendy took a
breath and came to her senses. Looking at Mary, she said, "Well, I hope
you’re not embarassed by my accident!" "Oh no." replied Mary.
"Come inside," said Wendy, "I have to get cleaned up."
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BURSTING CO-WORKER
PART 2
Wendy went to work the next night, but was surprised Mary was not
there. She had forgotten that Mary was off tonight. Cursing her luck, Wendy
settled down to her job. The time passed slowly, and about half of her shift
was gone and still no "gotta go" sightings.
Finally, a women in her late twenties, with long black hair entered the
store. She was wearing very tight gray yoga pants and a matching sweat
shirt. She had her ten year old daughter with her. "Can you tell me were the
girls’ pants are?" Wendy’s attention was caught by the way the woman was
acting. She was rocking from foot to foot as she spoke. "The girls’ section
is over this way," said Wendy, motioning for the woman to follow her.
Pointing at the shelves with girls’ pants on them, the woman started
looking though them, again rocking from foot to foot. "What do you like here,
Sophie?" she asked her daughter. "I don’t know!", said Sophie. "You have
to pick something, Sophie, this is the eighth store we’ve been in and
Mommy’s really gotta pee!" Wendy heart skipped a beat at the woman’s words.
"Here! How about these pink jeans?" "I don’t know!" "Go try them on!" "Oh
Alright!"
Wendy showed them the dressing rooms, and Sophie went inside to change.
Her mother sat on a chair outside and waited. Wendy tried no to stare, as
the mother jiggled her legs up and down to fight the urge to pee. "Come on
Sophie, hurry up!", she pleaded. Sophie finally came out wearing the
jeans. They fit perfectly. "Okay Sophie, those will do, now go hurry up and
change back, so we can find a bathroom for Mommy."
Sophie went back inside to change. Her mother, meanwhile, suddenly
stood up and started pacing back and forth. "Hurry Sophie, Mommy’s gonna pee
herself!" Wendy nearly fainted at the last statement. After what seemed
like ages, but was really only a few minutes, Sophie reappeared, and Wendy led
them to the cash register.
Standing at the counter, the mother began stepping from foot to foot,
this time occasionally lifting her right leg and pressing it against her
crotch and left leg to try to keep control of her bladder. Wendy was so excited
watching this that she could barely make her fingers work on the keys.
Finishing the transaction, Wendy placed the jeans in a bag with the receipt and
handed it to her. The mother thanked her and turned and started toward the
exit.
"Oh! Hurry Sophie! OHHH!" she suddenly squeezed her thighs together as
they walked along. "Oh God! Oh Sophie! Hurry! HURRY! MOMMY’S GOTTA PEE!"
The mother suddenly froze. "Unnnh! Oh God! It almost came out!" She resumed
walking with her thighs tightly pressed together as she hobbled toward the
exit. Wendy watched as the mother came near the doorway. Just as she
reached the doorway, she froze abruptly. "Unnnh! Ohhhhh God! Mommy’s gonna pee
herself!. Oh God! Ohhhhh Godddd! Oh My Godddddd! SOPHIE! OH GOD! MOMMY’S
PEEING HERSELF!"
Wendy stared in disbelief as the women’s gray yoga pants went dark in
the seat and a thick stream of pee hissed out through the cotton fabric and
down her legs to form a puddle on the highly waxed floor. The pee continue
for 30 seconds, the woman frozen to the spot until her bladder was empty. As
the pee was still pouring out, Wendy noticed the woman shudder and grunt
audibly, and was stunned when she realized the woman had just had an orgasm
from peeing her pants - and in the middle of a shopping mall!
The peeing stopped and the mother finally came to her senses. "Come on
Sophie, we have to go home right away. Mommy needs to change her clothes."
And they left.
Wendy stood at her counter in disbelief. Then her coworker Carrie came
over. "Hey Wendy! Come here and look at this." Wendy followed Carrie to
the dressing rooms. Carrie opened the door to the first one on the left.
"See this?" Wendy looked at the carpet in the dressing room. There was a
large wet spot on the carpet. "I’ll be damned!" "What?" "My customer’s
daughter tried on a pair of jeans in here. She must have peed on the carpet
while she was changing." Carrie said she would see that the carpet was cleaned.
Wendy had a hard time calming down the rest of the night.
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Actually, I'm pretty sure that she peed herself in front of her friends who went to the office with her. As I mentioned in my post under the how I got started thread, it's something of an open secret that there are a lot of women into having pee accidents in this area, in front of friends, etc. And, I think that is what was going on that night. The other women's comment to the group that "She's gonna piss." was a statement that she was planning on holding her pee until she lost control and had a deliberate accident in front of them.
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Here is part 1 of a story I have written. I already posted this on another site, but thought I would post it here, too. Enjoy!
BURSTING CO-WORKER
PART 1
It was late on a Saturday evening, and Wendy (age 30, long blonde hair,
5’ 7" tall) stood at her sales desk eyeing the store as she waited for
customers. She worked for a department store inside a shopping mall, and was
usually stationed in the women’s clothing department. Wendy also liked the
fact that she could see out into the mall from that particular department.
This was because she had a secret. Ever since she could remember, Wendy got
an inexplicably intense thrill whenever she saw another woman who needed to
pee. She had a number of sightings since she started working in this store,
but had never seen a full on wetting. She had seen a few women hobble
desperately to the mall bathrooms near the store’s entrance, as well as several
women who had been doing a subtle "pee dance" while paying for their
purchases. Oh! How she had thought about those women later, imagining their
desperate arrival in the bathroom, and frantic effort to hold on as they pulled
their panties down and sat on the toilet.
Tonight, one of her co-workers was working at the next sales desk,
handling the purses and accessories. Mary was a new hire, only 18, with only a
few weeks on the job. She was short (4’ 9") and petite with short brown
hair and a cute little upturned nose. Mary was wearing a short charcoal gray
skirt with matching jacket and pink blouse, along with pantyhose and black
shoes with moderate heels.
As the evening wore on, Wendy kept glancing over at her co-worker and
soon noticed that Mary seemed uncomfortable. Mary had a nervous look on her
face and was tapping her foot from time to time. The next time she glanced
over, Mary was showing handbags to a customer. Wendy noticed Mary cross her
legs tightly as she talked about the bags.
Somewhat later, Wendy glanced over at Mary again. This time she was
standing at her sales desk, waiting for customers to help. As Wendy looked,
Mary suddenly pressed her legs together and placed her hand on her stomach,
tensing up tightly. Wendy’s heart starred pounding hard in her chest. Could
it be possible? Could cute little Mary need urgently to pee? Wendy
glanced at the clock, and saw to her delight that it was only 8 PM. The store
would not close for another hour. Another hour! Mary would have to hold her
pee for another hour and then a bit more, as she would have to close down her
cash register before she could leave. Wendy grew excited as she hoped Mary
might get really bursting or even have an accident.
For the next half-hour, Wendy kept an eye on Mary hoping to catch more
signs of her struggle with her bladder. Then Wendy got really busy with
customers. By the time she got them sorted out and rang up their purchases, it
was almost 9 PM. Looking over at Mary, Wendy saw that she was clearly
desperate to pee by this time. Mary was pacing back and forth behind her sales
desk, then stopping and stepping from foot to foot, then bobbing up and down.
Finally, the clock struck 9 PM, and the Assistant Manager closed the
doors. Wendy quickly closed out her register and looked toward Mary. Mary
was standing with her legs tightly crossed, wiggling around, as she
frantically closed out her register. Finally, having completed that task. Mary
grabbed her purse and started walking toward the restrooms. Wendy grabbed her
own handbag, and started after her.
As they neared the hallway that led to the restroom, Mary suddenly
slowed and pressed her legs together tightly. The only sound was the clacking
of her heels as she hobbled slowly toward the restroom. Wendy’s heart was
nearly bursting our of her chest with excitement as she followed her bursting
coworker, her eyes glued to the back of Mary’s legs.
Entering the restroom, Mary hobbled into the first stall. Wendy
quickly entered the adjacent stall and sat down to listen. She listened as Mary’s
heels tapped urgently on the floor as she frantically pulled her skirt up and yanked her
pantyhose and panties down, and heard Mary’s soft moans "Oh God! O God I
need to pee!". Finally, Wendy heard Mary groan as a tremendous gusher
thundered into the toilet. "Oh God! I needed that!" Wendy quickly released her
own bladder, feeling that wonderful relief of finally going after having held
it for such a long time.
Hearing Mary wipe and flush, Wendy quickly did the same. As they
washed their hands, Wendy looked at Mary. "Feel better?" "Oh! Much better!"
exclaimed Mary.
Leaving the restroom, Wendy walked Mary to her car. After exchanging
"Good Night!"s with her Mary drove off, and Wendy went to her car. As she
drove home, she smiled as she looked forward to working with Mary again.
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Hey! I have a great sighting for you! I attended a reception at our local art center a few weeks ago. After viewing the artwork and helping myself to the refreshments, I sat on a bench that was sitting in the middle of the gallery. I happen to know a woman who is very involved in the art center's activities. She was standing nearby at the refreshment table, when a friend of hers walked in. I have never seen this woman before - she was average height, slender, with bright red hair that was cut in a short pixie-style cut. She was wearing a short red dress that came down near her knees or so. The thing that quickly caught my attention, though, was the fact that she could not stand still for more than a few seconds. She was constantly shifting position - crossing her legs tightly, uncrossing them, lifting one leg up to press her thigh against her pussy, then repeating the maneuver with the other leg, and constant shifting around on her crossed legs. All the while her hard soled open dress shoes (not really heels on them) were clicking on the floor. Now this was not the frantic about to burst pee dance, but more of the slower really need to pee/feeling my full bladder but trying not to show it type of pee dance. This went on for a half-hour, with me having a harder and harder time keeping my composure. I heard the woman I know ask this woman "need to piss?" real quietly under her breath. To which the pee dancing woman apparently answered in the affirmative with a little laugh. Unfortunately, my friend, another friend of hers, and the pee dancing woman all left soon after and up a flight of stairs to a little office that overlooks the gallery. As they left, I heard my friend tell her boyfriend, who left with them, "She's going to piss." After a short time, I moved to another spot, ostensibly to get a better view of the modern dancers who were performing, but really I wanted to try to get the office in view. (There are windows in the front of the office overlooking the gallery.) I couldn't really see anything and, although I could hear them talking and laughing, I really could not discern anything other than one utterance of the word "piss". Unfortunately, I had to leave shortly thereafter to catch my bus home, and do know what happened later. I am pretty certain she did not use the toilet before they went up to the office. In fact, I believe she holding it on purpose, in order to have a deliberate accident later. The story of my life (groan!) - I always see or hear women who are desperate to pee, but I have NEVER, EVER gotten to see them lose control and wet themselves in front of me. Nothing turns me on more than the kind of pee dance this woman was doing. It makes so frustrated - I have never had a girlfriend, period, let alone one that would get desperate, do the pee dance, lose control and wet herself for me. What makes it worse, is that I happen to know that a lot of women here in my hometown are into this sort of thing, but it is next to impossible to meet a single woman here.
Hope you people enjoyed this sighting report,
Bye for now,
peedancefan
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It started for me when I was about 6. I was staying overnight at my cousins' house. They were a brother, who was a year older than me, and a sister, who was about 3 years older than me. We were in the brother's room, which was laid out with the bed against the wall opposite the doorway. We were playing king of the hill, with one of us standing on the bed as king, while the other two ran toward the bed and tried to topple the king. It was the sister's turn to be "Queen" and she was standing on the bed in her nightgown. She announced that she was going to have to go pee soon. Well, It was my turn, and I started running toward the bed. I tripped on a loose piece of carpet and got twisted around as I fell. The back of my head landed on the edge of the bed, and for a brief moment I found myself looking straight up my cousin's nightgown at her panties. My cousin had started laughing when I tripped, and in the second I was looking up she lost control of her bladder and I saw dark spots form on her panties as she started to wet herself. She leapt off of the bed, and started running for the bathroom, yelling "I'm peeing myself!" "You made me pee myself!" She had to change her clothes before she came back to play. In fact, I believe she actually peed herself twice that night. In any event, ever since that night, I have absolutely loved seeing women who are desperate to pee, doing the pee dance, and wetting themselves.
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Hey everybody! How about some feedback? I appreciate your liking my stories, but I would like to hear from you what you think of them and what suggestions you may have for future installments. Also, do I have too much sexuality in them?
Thanks!