Posted by writer on January 18, 1998 at 04:29
They went together to the park, as it was light and still warm. The feel of
Susan's heavy skidmarks in her otherwise clean knickers made Margaret feel
naughty once again. She was apprehensive, but at the same time was looking forward
to whatever might happen. It was once thing to poop or pee her panties
where she felt safe and hidden from view, but how would she cope with an
accident out here, with normal people seeing what was happening.
Susan's heavy skidmarks in her otherwise clean knickers made Margaret feel
naughty once again. She was apprehensive, but at the same time was looking forward
to whatever might happen. It was once thing to poop or pee her panties
where she felt safe and hidden from view, but how would she cope with an
accident out here, with normal people seeing what was happening.
After a while as they walked around, the water and the contents of Margaret's
rectum made their presence felt. She was starting to walk awkardly and realised
that she would have to be careful so as to avoid wetting her knickers.
All the time they were holding hands, and Susan was holding her with a
grip firm enough to stop her from rushing to the toilets. After a while
Margaret knew that she couldn't wait much longer. Her bowels were feeling
surprisingly full,since she had defecated heavily just earlier that afternoon.
She was able to relieve the pressure by releasing some gas every minute or
so, but that was more embarrassing for her and Susan remarked each time
the tell-tale sound "ssspppllllltttzzzzzzz" emerged. Every now and again
the mass in her bowel seemed to slosh and churgle around, making her feel
at though she was going lose control, but it was mainly gas that escaped.
The pressure on her baldder was a different matter.
rectum made their presence felt. She was starting to walk awkardly and realised
that she would have to be careful so as to avoid wetting her knickers.
All the time they were holding hands, and Susan was holding her with a
grip firm enough to stop her from rushing to the toilets. After a while
Margaret knew that she couldn't wait much longer. Her bowels were feeling
surprisingly full,since she had defecated heavily just earlier that afternoon.
She was able to relieve the pressure by releasing some gas every minute or
so, but that was more embarrassing for her and Susan remarked each time
the tell-tale sound "ssspppllllltttzzzzzzz" emerged. Every now and again
the mass in her bowel seemed to slosh and churgle around, making her feel
at though she was going lose control, but it was mainly gas that escaped.
The pressure on her baldder was a different matter.
"I need to go to the bathroom, I need to pee. Please let me go, Susan."
"No, I first want you to pee a little bit in your panties while we walk
along."
along."
Margaret's bladder was so full that only by effort of will could
she hold it. A soccer ball bounced across their path, followed by
two young lads chasing after it. The distraction caused Magaret to
lose concentration and she momentarily relaxed her bladder muscles.
A dribble escaped but she was just able to arrest the flow.
She was sure nothing would be visible from outside but she was aware of
a delicious, warm dampness inside her panties. But this only stimulated
further relaxation and a larger squirt made the wetness grow and a
few drops trickled down the inside of her legs. The relief did not last
as she had to dodge the soccer ball which, she was sure, was being
kicked deliberately towards them. A second squirt made a small visible patch
on her skirt. Of course, it also increased desire to empty her bladder fully.
she hold it. A soccer ball bounced across their path, followed by
two young lads chasing after it. The distraction caused Magaret to
lose concentration and she momentarily relaxed her bladder muscles.
A dribble escaped but she was just able to arrest the flow.
She was sure nothing would be visible from outside but she was aware of
a delicious, warm dampness inside her panties. But this only stimulated
further relaxation and a larger squirt made the wetness grow and a
few drops trickled down the inside of her legs. The relief did not last
as she had to dodge the soccer ball which, she was sure, was being
kicked deliberately towards them. A second squirt made a small visible patch
on her skirt. Of course, it also increased desire to empty her bladder fully.
The public toilets were now in sight, only a hundred yards away, and
at last Susan let her go. But as soon as she tried to hurry she found
it was harder hold back the pressure, and more dribbles were released
into her panties. Although she enjoyed and was aroused by the warm wetness
around her crotch and the way her damp panties clung to her, she was still
frightened by the prospect of disgracing herself in public.
She was able to keep most of it back, and she was sure it wasn't too
obvious unless someone looked closely at her and saw how awkwardly she
was walking.
at last Susan let her go. But as soon as she tried to hurry she found
it was harder hold back the pressure, and more dribbles were released
into her panties. Although she enjoyed and was aroused by the warm wetness
around her crotch and the way her damp panties clung to her, she was still
frightened by the prospect of disgracing herself in public.
She was able to keep most of it back, and she was sure it wasn't too
obvious unless someone looked closely at her and saw how awkwardly she
was walking.
Just as she was approaching the door to the ladies' she semed to lose
concentration for a moment. What was really going through her mind was that
she had seen a lady enter the restroom a few minutes ealier and was imagined
how the lady would react if she came out to see a woman lose control
just outside.
concentration for a moment. What was really going through her mind was that
she had seen a lady enter the restroom a few minutes ealier and was imagined
how the lady would react if she came out to see a woman lose control
just outside.
"It wouldn't seem so bad like that," she thought, "yes, the idea of it, it's
so dirty." The woman had looked quite attractive, about 50 year old, and
with dark hair, cropped short. What intrigued Margaret most was that she was wearing a
bright shiny blue PVC raincoat, even though it was dry that day. The idea of
derenching her panties in front of her became a temptation too strong to resist.
"I shouldn't do it, but I'm going to."
so dirty." The woman had looked quite attractive, about 50 year old, and
with dark hair, cropped short. What intrigued Margaret most was that she was wearing a
bright shiny blue PVC raincoat, even though it was dry that day. The idea of
derenching her panties in front of her became a temptation too strong to resist.
"I shouldn't do it, but I'm going to."
With her goal apparently just a few feet from her Margaret stopped and
crossed her legs, as though she could not walk one more step. She waited a few moments,
and as soon as she heard the footsteps she relaxed and let the floodgates
open. Her pee gushed out, drenching her panties and pouring out through
the gusset in a stream that burbled, splashed and formed a large pool at
her feet. The lady got a full view of Margaret's disgrace. And as the flood
subsided, she was filled with shame and guilt, and began to sob.
crossed her legs, as though she could not walk one more step. She waited a few moments,
and as soon as she heard the footsteps she relaxed and let the floodgates
open. Her pee gushed out, drenching her panties and pouring out through
the gusset in a stream that burbled, splashed and formed a large pool at
her feet. The lady got a full view of Margaret's disgrace. And as the flood
subsided, she was filled with shame and guilt, and began to sob.
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