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Curly wet her pants in the shop

HI Thought I would add another from more recent times.

The boys are being looked after by the grandparents, Curls had won some free tickets to the movies with a drinks and nibbles package.

We have been at the movies for about 30min, good lot of drinks and snacks, I go off and have a wee. Come back and there is Curls talking to another woman.

She moves away from the other person and askes, where have you been, I said I went off for a wee.  I said we go in in about 20 minutes, do you want to go, she said yes and stood there bending slightly forward. Then said that’s better. I must have looked surprised.

She said, before we left home I put a lot of pads in my pants so I could stand around out here and not have to go into the toilet, I just did a wee in my panty pads, it was great, no one knows.

About 15 min later the bell goes for the show to start, she said I need to do a wee before we go in, she lent a bit forward and then sort of jumped and breathed a bit quickly. I asked are you all right, she said yes but I have filled up my pads and I think I will leak, she rushed off to the ladies.

She met me at the door of the theatre, we went in and sat near the back, I asked are you OK and felt her panties under her skirt, and they were damp. She said I overloaded the pads and threw them out in the ladies.

Part way through the movie she said I need to do a wee, I suggested she slide forward in the seat and pee on the floor, she said no leave it till later.

We leave the theatre and she said I really need to go to the toilet, otherwise I am going to wet my panties. Then she followed this up by saying

Let’s go to the shop across the road and you can buy me and ice-cream.

( Now let me say Curls is five foot 2, has really trim legs and very petite features and feet, she is wearing a nice skirt a fair bit above her knees, and is wearing low sandals on her feet)

We are in the shop, and I am looking in the freezer for the ice-cream, it is at the back a long way from the counter, and there is no one else in the shop. I look at her and she gives me a kind of naughty little girl look, and looks down. Then I notice, pee is starting to dribble down her legs and make a small pool at her feet. I could hardly move, I watched, she finished, I think.

I walk over to her about 3 metres, she said

I think we better leave, I just wet my pants. I have got 2 ice-creams to pay for and a big lump in my jeans that is hard to hide.

We walk out and I give her ice-cream, we walk over to a nearby park, she is casually eating her ice-cream, I am thinking what she just did, I might have given her my ice-cream, maybe I gave it to a passing pelican, who knows, all I know she is walking around the city with wet panties.

We come to a park bench, and I ask how are you,

The reply was, I have got wet panties and I want to take them off.

There is a kind of monument in the shade of the lamps, she says come here. We go behind the monument, she steps out of her wet panties, and bend over and says NOW.

Now!  You have got to be kidding I have been ready since she was wetting her pads and had damp panties in the theatre.

Not long later there is a mix of our juices falling out of her pussy on the ground.  I put myself away, she looks at her panties on the ground, and Curls says

They are all wet, let someone find then and think he is lucky.

We get back to the grandparents to pick up the boys, and my mother asked me what’s wrong with you. You look all hot and bothered, you have only been to the movies.

She is a constant source of joy and amazement.

NO we don’t do this every day or even every week. Maybe just a few fun times a year.

Guys if your girl does this, don’t push it, appreciate it and support her, she is doing it for both of you.  

Till next time, I will post some more if anyone is interested

I would love to hear your stories to

Regards

Stan

 

 

 

 

Funny I often tried ot get her to wear a skirt, to pee in, but she occasionally did it in her jeans, . But love she loved wetting her shorts. I like it ,

thanks for your reply

regards

Stan

Thought I would share a bit more. We are married and the 2 boys are old enough to do things by themselves. We are on holidays on the north coast of NSW .Camped right on the beach. The boys are down at the beach
Just after lunch and Curls said would you like a beer, bit early but OK I am on Holidays.
She brings one out and I hug her and say thanks, she said if you keep squeezing me I am going to poop in my pants. So I let her go, then she says, don’t you love me enough to cuddle me. So I hold her again. She kind of leans forward and holds her breath, then I hear a sound, and I know she has pooed in her panties.
She said didn’t I tell you that if you did that I would end up pooing my pants. She had on a reasonably short summer beach dress. I lifted up her dress and sure enough there was a small poo in her pants.
She said come on lazy bones lets go for a walk, as we were walking out of the caravan park, past the amenities block I said, did you want to go in there (thinking she might want to get rid of the poo and wipe herself), she said don’t be silly, why would I want to go in there I have already done a poo.
We walk through the park and up to the main street, she talks to a few people, at a milk bar she says, don’t you think I deserve and ice cream, I buy one and we head back through the park toward the beach, she sits on a bench, kind of sideways, I am looking up her dress, she say, this ice-cream is making me cold and I feel like I need to do a wee. And does a good trickle through her pants, but I notice it is a bit brown from the little poo in her pants.
She finishes the ice cream, I asked her do you need to go to the toilet after having that, she looks at me and half closes her eyes and does more poo this one a bit softer and really filling up her pants a bit more, and you can smell it.
We head off again through the park toward a more deserted part of the beach, on the way she stops and chats to two more couples, who are unaware, that not only has she wet pants, she has pooped herself as well. She is totally unhurried, and when I look at her in the eye between talking to the first and second couple, she just smiles at me.
We finally get on to the beach, and walk a way up into the deserted area. up behind an old shipwreck, she asks. Don’t you want to do a poo? I wasn’t going to but I will now, as I turn and squat down, she watches from behind, when I am finished, she says, you have not done a proper wee. Do a wee, I am rock hard, she holds me and I am just about to come. I kind of do a dribbly bit, as that is all I can do. She looks down and says, well it is a pity to waste that, turns and bends over.
I am presented with a bum with a pair of wet pants with some hard and soft poo in them, I can smell it, but it excites me more than anything else. I slide them off her, some of the soft poo make a bit of a mark down one leg, and a bit of the soft poo is still between her cheeks I enter her easily, after a minute or so she says stop, you must be tired lay down, I do on the sand.
She straddles me and moves up and down rapidly, she was incredibly wet, but then it got warm, she was peeing as she was riding up and down, then I heard a phut sound and smelt something, I could feel something laying against my balls.
She stood up and there was a bit of soft poo in her crack, it looked beautiful, we were getting up and gathering our clothes, I motioned to her pants, and said do you want them, she said no they are dirty, why would I want dirty pants.
Bit of a splash in the surf, clothes on, her minus panties. We walk back to the caravan and the boys are back there,
Curls acts as if nothing has happened, just starts being a mummy again, the oldest one looks at me and says Dad are you alright, you look a bit funny.
Am I alright, I am better than alright.

Share your story, I would love to hear it
Till next time, enjoy each other

Curly Poo 5

We are still in the 70’s and off to a party, now my girl did not drink a lot, very little really, but when she has just a few she tries things that I could not have imagined some months ago.

It was in an old house and was already under way when we arrived, we just walked around talked and had a few drinks, and she had on a reasonably short dress and looked lovely.

After a little while she asked if I needed to do a wee, I did so she and I walked out into the back yard and she held me while I peed. As I was getting erection thinking about what she might do it was hard to pee. I said how about you; she said no I am right, and went back inside, about an hour goes by she takes me out for another pee, but does not do one herself, just said wait, but pulls her panties so that they have a floppy bit just under her pussy By now she had had a bit to drink and she must have to go soon.

Back inside she said “sit there”, on an old lounge chair,

She then walked about 6 feet or so away and started talking to another girl, as she was talking I could see a bit of wee coming from under her dress, going straight down, she sort of moved her bottom around a bit as if she was trying hard to stop, and she did, but kept talking for another few minutes. Shortly after another girl joined in, and she did some more but a bit running down one leg. It amazed me that no one noticed, but then no one was looking the way I was. She came over to me and I said are you finished she said no and I really have to go.

We went out of the front porch and were there by ourselves, she immediately squatted down and peed straight through her panties, giving a little fart as she did it, and seemed embarrassed by the fart. She stood up and said I think I did a little nugget, and sure enough a bit not much bigger than a marble was in her panties. We went back inside and had a few more drinks, and talked to a few more people, about what I do not know all I could think of was the nugget in her panties. After a few more drinks she is getting a bit tipsy and said to me, “I want to take my pants off and do a proper poo; I really need to do one.”

She leaves her shoes near the door and we head outside, she said take off my panties, I squatted down behind her and started to pull her panties down and she started doing a wee, and it ran down both her legs as I pulled her pants down, the little marble of poo was there, she simply stepped out of her pants; I asked her if she wanted to put them aside, she said don’t be silly, they are all wet.

We went back inside, not really sure what to expect, but she sat down on my lap and I could feel her pushing a bit as if she wanted to do a poo, but nothing happened, I asked if she wanted to go and she simply nodded, we went out in the back yard, in a reasonably well-lit part where there were a few people about, she started talking to a couple and was bending slightly forward from time to time, I realised she was trying to poo and let it drop on the grass. The walked away and I had not seen anything, so asked her couldn’t you go, she said yes I have done some and it is still in my bottom, I was about to explode, I walked away to a quiet part of the yard and behind some bushes bent her over, and sure enough there was a little bit about 2inches long just sort of sitting there, I entered her straight away and we had a very quick lovemaking, she was extremely wet. The bit of poo must have fallen off.

We left shortly after I did retrieve her panties and she her shoes and we drove down the main street which was now deserted, pulled up near some seats and she just perched her bum just on the seat edge and did a really big poo, it just went plop on the footpath under the seat.

In the car on the way back to her place, we made love again and I quite enjoyed wiping her bottom, as I had never done it before.

I enjoy telling of these experiences from a while ago and if you are still interested I will write a few more, and encourage others to write out their experience as well

Curly Pee 4

Living on a farm has advantages, the other morning I slipped a pair of stretchy shorts on my wife before she woke up. . A while later she was up when I was cooking breakfast, she did not say anything but as we finished breakfast she said” I really have to go, I am about to wet my shorts come outside”. While we were walking around the garden she peed several times, and these stretchy type shorts she had on you could not really see the wet mark.

I said maybe you should wear these out one day. She looked at me and said, remember my little green pants?, I must have had a silly look on my face because she said, “ my little green training pants”

Back a lot of years, we were not engaged and I had been talked into a walk around the gardens in the city. Picked her up mid Saturday morning and she was wearing a nice knitted top, a mid length skirt, like you would wear to work and rubber thongs, odd combination but so what.

On the way in she said could you get me a drink so a pulled in to the next petrol station and bought a small coke, brought it back to the car and

She said” I am really thirsty could you get me a bigger one”. OK back get another drink when I got back to the car she had slipped off the blue skirt and was wearing one of the briefest pairs of shorts that I have ever seen.

She said “that is why the skirt, Mum would not have let me out of the house wearing just these”. And that is all she was wearing nothing under them just the very brief low hipped stretchy shorts.

As we started driving again she said “I forgot to pee before I left home and now I really have to go” then took several large sips of her drink. When we arrived at the parking lot there were only a few cars parked there. As she was standing beside the car she let out a little gasp and started to wet herself very slowly just enough to for a puddle, around her rubber thongs.

Nearby was a swing so she walked over and sat on that and asked for a push, and peed some as she was swinging back and forward.

Off we went for a walk, the funny thing was the shorts did not look wet, you could feel the wetness on them though. She did one more pee, a small dribbly one and then we ran into friends, they had no idea; although the man of the couple was looking at my girl fairly closely. Someone suggested let’s have a coffee.

So we went off to an outdoor café and sat right out on the deck in those plastic wrap around chairs with the small hole in the base.

We had been there half an hour or so when our friends said good bye; I thought it strange that my girl did not get up to say bye. However, straight after they had left she said “can you see much”, she pointed down and there under the chair was a puddle, only the size of a small plate.

She said “I have been sitting there in this chair and just been letting little quirts of pee go, it’s warm and wet right up around my bottom as well” there was not much overall.

Left the café and walked out, looking at her backside the shorts were still not wet.

Back near the car she did a big flood and then put her skirt on, standing close to the car I pulled off her shorts with a very wet splash and we made very fast love with her sitting on my lap in the front seat. Quite a fun morning that I certainly was not expecting

This is a true story from a long time ago, Very old house a mate was renting.

My girl would wee in front of me and from time to time wet her panties as well

I would often try and get her to pee while she was wearing a skirt, and she did this from time to time both with and without panties, but at a party one evening in the 70’s…

She looked great, platform shoes lime green top and tight black pants. Like most parties back then there was sometimes a little pot, but mostly just beer and wine, some spirits.

Nothing much had happened, everything just getting louder and a bit of falling about. My girl had by this stage had more to drink than me, and she normally did not drink very much.

I was sitting on a set of outside stairs when she came down the stairs to me, and stood on the step I was sitting on, I started to rub her lightly between the legs and asked her if she wanted to do a trickle, she said yes, giggled and moved around a bit and said done it. I told her I could not feel any wet spot, she said look down, and then soon there was some pee, not a lot flowing over her shoes. Here pants still did not look wet but you could now feel the wet spot.

I said finished? She said no I have got to do lots, so we walked around the place a bit looking for somewhere a bit quiet, no one in the lounge room so I sat down on a chair, she stood beside me and started to pee again, just then someone walked through and did not realise what was happening, although she stopped and you could still see the pee dribbling off the cuffs of her pants and onto the floor. We went out onto the front veranda, and she just stared and peed and peed, quite a puddle formed around her feet.

I had a massive hard on by this stage and wanted to get going, she said no, get me a drink, a big one, which I did. She drank it quickly and then I thought we would get going, but she just went around talking to people in her wet pants and nobody noticed.

About half an hour later she peed on the kitchen floor,( by this stage of the night there was so much other spillage that it was not noticeable) I was watching from the back and you could just see it dribbling out the legs of her pants, just a small puddle. She did one more out on the back concrete almost all of it going down her left leg and really running over her feet.

After we left and parked in quiet spot up the road, I was helping her get her pants off and with them being so tight and wet it was quite a pull, but worth it

Thank you for sharing Gracey,

It is true as you say, most people don't notice what is going on around them.

Going back even to parties in the 70' s my now wife would often just pee where she stood, sometimes no panties under her dress, and one memorable one wearing black jeans. Glad you are enjoying and also writing it as well

Cheers