aquavite2

Like many I'd guess my most formative (and still vivid pee/wetting experiences) was when I was a kid and in high school, but since we can't write in any detail about under 18 life, i'll skip those.

I've always been into women's (and as a kid, girls') accidents, and later on purpose wettings, some GS (mostly through panties), and the like. Somehow in college while I did witness a few girls' accidents, they weren't part of anything sexual, except the witnessing and memories of those. But my first really opening experience came the year after college with a girl whom I had had a crush on throughout college. We had planned a cross country trip which ended up taking almost a week, with some stops along the way. Anne was a very beautiful girl, light brown hair, a willowy body, lovely small breasts, a great ass, and a beautiful southern drawl. It was summer and hot: she more mini dresses the whole time, and often at stops she'd turn every guy's head who saw her.

Since we were both in relationships we agreed no fucking, but somehow anything else was OK....and after the first day of feeling each other as we drove, me pulling up her dress and making her cum through her panties, and she making me cum in my pants, I mentioned to her, a bit nervously, that I was very turned on my her having to pee, which she had said to me along the way as we'd stop for a pit stop/gas.

To my delight, and complete surprise, she said she found peeing very erotic. I asked her how, and even better and more astonishing she said that times she had wet herself she loved, and would sometimes cum just after an accident. I was awestruck, and super turned on, of course. I asked her how it began for her...

Anne said that two experiences began it for her, both early in college. The first was in a house with a few others who were listen to music and all were really stoned. She was wearing a long shirt and panties (white, cotton, I asked...) and she went to the bathroom, but it was occupied, for she said what was a long time...but she actually had to idea as "I will really wasted...".  She wandered into the living room/dinning room, not holding herself as she had to pee 'really badly'. She said she thought about peeing in the kitchen sink, but wasn't into climbing up to it...not knowing what to do, she kept holding herself and 'all of a sudden I just began to wet my panties.' She peed on the floor, her hand wet, and found herself very, very turned on...and when she was done made herself cum. She said the orgasm was super intense.

I was almost speechless, but asked her about the second experience. She said that was less intense and embarrassing as she wet herself wearing a long dress standing with a group of people after being at a bar and having had a lot of beer. It was a warm night and she and others were talking, and trying to hold it and not fidget too much, she at some point began to leak, and then lost control and soaked her panties, legs and sandals. She didn't know if anyone noticed, but when she got home she told her roommate, and then went to her room and masturbated in her still wet panties (cotton, I asked).

As we drove, me with a very hard hard-on, Anne told me she had to pee, all the while touching me through my pants. We drove on a bit and she said she was really desperate. I felt her cotton panties (white) under her short dress...dry. She moaned slightly as I touched her. I found a gas station, and filled up the car while she went in to find a toilet, to my disappointment. But that was short lived, as I went in to pay and saw Anne, crossed legged, talking to the attendant. No idea what they were talking about but he gave her the key to the toilet (outside), and Anne quickly went out key in hand, followed by me. No sooner were we outside than she half smiled, half worried look on her face, and said, "God, I'm peeing...", which she indeed was. She walked toward to toilet, leaving a trail of pee as she went, noticed I'm pretty sure by two drivers getting gas.  I waited as she went in, and came out shortly telling me, "I'm soaked and turned on...." I returned the key, she got in the car, and I followed. I was dying, and immediately put my hand up her dress, still sitting by the gas pump, and almost came in my pants feeling her still warm, almost dripping panties. She mounded and said, 'let's get out of here.'

We drove until I found a turn off, may be a minute or two, and parked. We immediately began to deeply kiss, she unzipping my jeans, me with my hand over and also under her wet panties. She came quickly, and I came soon after, soaking my underpants with cum. We both caught our breath, smiled and drove on, all the while talking about how amazing the experience  had been.

There was more, a lot more, on the trip....and happy to continue of there's interest. All a long time ago, but every moment still real in my mind's eye.

I had one really great experience with women in the men's. A not to big outside concert at a winery, hot day, lots of water and wine, and I went to pee. As usual a long line at the women's, check out to see any obvious signs of women desperate (none), and went into the men's. Waiting a minute for a urinal to open up (only three and two stalls). I was peeing and two women, sort of attractive and somewhat tipsy, came in, one saying something like: "We desperate...no worries I've seen my brother pee a lot", as if someone was really worried. Not. Anyway, one stall was open and one girl dashed in, the other (My head turned toward her, me still peeing) obviously totally desperate, holding herself, jumping around. Shortly after a guy came out of the stall and she went it. I wished peeing and went to wash my hands, and going slowly as I wanted to see the women come out. One did and washed her hands at the sink next to me, clearly relieved. The other woman came out shortly afterwards, but she didn't make it. her jeans were wet almost to her knees. She looked a bit embarrassed but not as much as I thought someone would be. Her friend smiled at her saying 'not again!'. I guess she was a frequent wetter. Anyway, a great view for me as I love women's accidents. She, too, came to wash her hands. I stood back and her back was as wet as her front. I was really turned on but didn't say anything, just took in the scene. They left as I followed focusing on the wet women's tight and wet jeans tight against her quite nice ass. We went our separate ways. It was before smart phones, so no pics....just a memory.