Peeing on Picnics 3

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Peeing on Picnics 3

 

Well at least being on lock-down, I get to catch up on thinks. Though having our nearest neighbour one kilometre away is handy, and knowing that no one can call (we have locked the gate) We have had some fun outside. More later.

Curls was always very private and modest, even when she was wetting her pants, she did not show off, it was always just us, or sometimes just her. Well except once, I never saw it, she only told me about it, and mentioned it again the other day. So, I will let her tell it., and her typing is better than mine. So over to you- little miss poopy bum.

 

Well thanks honey. Stan is a very good cook, and now and then will get up early and cook a super breakfast. He will come in and wake me up about 10 minutes out from when it is ready. He does this by pulling a pair of shorts on me and kissing me a lot to wake me up. I get up put on a top and come out.

 This morning I really needed to go to the toilet, but I cannot there is a sign on it saying “OUT OF ORDER” I really need to go, I head out for breakfast. I might leak into my shorts, I have before, a nice warm way to finish a meal

We are out on the Patio this morning, and a super breakfast from the BBQ. With orange juice and lots of coffee, (more strain on the bladder)

I tell him, as I am eating that in really need to go to the toilet. He says “don’t worry we will have walk around the garden later”, normally we do that and I end up wetting my shorts and then we make love in the sun where no one can see us.

Now sometimes I like to wet myself, sometimes just a bit, when I am having a drink, I have done it in outdoor bars at pubs and café’s and on the patio at home, finishing my coffee and wetting myself at the same time. It just feels relaxing, just having a sip of drink and a pee at the same time.

 So, I did it this morning, and I really did need to go. Stan had taken some stuff inside, and sometimes I surprised him when he came out, and there was a puddle around my chair. So, thought I would have a big wee sitting in the chair and finishing my coffee.  I did more than just a wee, as I really needed to go, and as I was sitting there in the sun, eyes closed relaxed and enjoying wetting myself, did a little poo as well in my shorts. Kind of nice, I pushed again and farted and still weeing and did a bit more poo. I didn’t tell him. It was nice sitting there for a few minutes all warm wet and with full pants.  Stan came back out and saw the puddle, and told me I was a naughty girl for wetting my pants. He sat in the chair next to me. He said “what will we do with you, I leave for 5 minutes and I come back and you have wet yourself”.  I stood up and stood in front of him. He put his finger up the leg of my pissy shorts and stroked inside my pussy. I was very juicy and excited, I sort of half came standing there, when he was stroking me and thinking of what was in my shorts that he did not know about.  He undid the front of my shorts, looked up and said “have you done anything else”.  I said to him “I have dirty pants can you take them off for me”. I turned around and faced away from him. He pulled down my wet shorts and saw my poopy bum.

It worked out well, it sent him nuts, made me very slippery and I enjoyed everything.

God what an explanation for a few words.

 

Now back to original subject

This is the only time I have ever wet myself deliberately in front of someone and wanted them to see it.

We had been married a little while, and my sister who was, still is and always will be a pain in the butt, wanted her and her fiancée to go on a picnic with us.

No worries off to the Beaches north of Newcastle NSW. We took all our food with us. Had a nice walk along the beach, and back to a picnic area, the boys went to the car and brought everything back.

Now I had on these pink shorts that I had dyed black on the lower parts (so you could not see if I had wet them). The boys had gone off for a walk on the beach the other way, while my sister and I got lunch ready. She moaned about the flies, it was too windy, my shorts were too brief. Really complained about everything, was getting me down, and ruining the day.

 So, I said to her on impulse, “hey while the boys are not here do you need to go to the toilet, I am busting to do a wee”. She said yes, she wanted to go too. I took a few steps away from her, turned and faced her spread my legs just a little bit, and did a really loud hissy piss in my shorts, while looking her straight in the eye.

I wish I had a camera, she looked like she was going to explode, she walked off to the toilet by herself and hardly said two words to me for the rest of the day.

Stan did not know and I did not tell him for over a month.

Two weeks later we were at my parents for dinner ( she still lived at home) After we got up from dinner, I noticed a little while later, she went into the dining room and was looking at the seat I sat in, maybe looking for a wet patch, really, what a sad case she is.

Never did anything like that again, it is not me. I am glad I did it that day.