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A Desperate Tale in the Park


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It was a hot summers day and Pam and Lisa decided to go to the park. They had just finished school and had the long summer holidays stretching ahead before they went away to college.

The park was where they always went as children, to play on the roundabouts and swings, it was close to the edge of the small town where they lived, with sports pitches and a cricket green surrounded by trees.

It was so hot they bought ice-creams to eat as they walked along, and several cans of coke to drink in the afternoon.

When they got to the playground they spent some time sitting on the grass drinking the cans of coke.

After a while Lisa jumped up and decided to go on the swings, so they ran over and were soon swinging as high as possible, just like

they used too. They were messing about and both got a fit of the giggles, which got worse and worse until they were both doubled up with laughter.

This went on for sometime, until Pam, with tears of laughter in her eyes said, 'Oh you'll have to stop making me laugh, I really

need a wee and with all this laughing I'm nearly wetting myself.'

'Gosh I’m dying to go too' said Lisa, we'd better go over to the toilets.

They got off the swings and walked across to the toilets, about 5 minutes walk away. Unfortunately the toilets were closed due to

vandalism, Lisa looked at Pam and said 'Oh well, I'm not so desperate now we've stopped laughing, we'll just have to wait till we get home.' Pam agreed and so

they walked slowly back to the playground, and lay down on the grass to sun bathe.

As they lay there they were talking as girls do, the time passed, and it was very hot, so they continued to drink from the cans of coke.

The urge to wee had receded while they were lying down, and seemed to be forgotten about for a long time.

It must have been about an hour later when Pam said she really needed a wee again and they had better go. Lisa agreed, but as they lay

there in the sun they didn't feel like rushing anywhere, and they carried on talking.

Pam was feeling more and more desperate and began fidgeting around and crossing her legs, and Lisa asked Pam if she could remember ever

wetting herself when she was younger.

Pam said yes, once when she was at the playground with her brother, she had been so enjoying playing that she had ignored the need for

a wee, until she accidentally let go into her knickers, not too much but just enough to make her cotton knickers wet between her legs. When she was at the

top of the slide her brother was behind her on the steps and could see under her dress and noticed the wet patch and said out loud ' Ha ha, you've wet yourself,

I can see.' Pam swore him to secrecy, saying she would tell his friends about him when he had wet himself once before, so he kept quiet.

Pam then asked Lisa if she had ever wet herself, and she replied 'Yes she had on the way home from school once with her mum. She had

rushed out after classes without going to the toilet, although she had been needing a wee for a while. As they walked up the road where she lived, she just

lost control and wet her knickers, before she got home. She was in tears, but her mum had said it was ok and accidents couldn't be helped sometimes.

They then got up off the grass, by now they were both quite desperate, but before they left Lisa said 'Let's just have a last go on the seesaw.'

They sat each end and began going up and down, faster and faster, until they began bumping the ends of the seesaw on the ground. Then

they both began laughing, until Pam said 'Please stop, I'm really dying for a wee.' But Lisa carried on bumping up and down and laughing. Their short summer

dresses were riding up, showing their knickers, and Pam cried ' Please stop, I really am nearly wetting myself.' She couldn't cross her legs on the seesaw, or

pull her dress down as she was just hanging on to stop falling off. 'Oh god, I’m beginning to wee I can’t help it, I'm wetting myself' she said, and a small

but spreading wet patch appeared, darkening the crotch of her pale blue knickers as she began to wee.

Lisa was now laughing so much she couldn't stop and, through her tears of laughter she said 'Oh god, you’re making me laugh so much

and I’m bursting too, oh heavens I’m starting to wee,' and, as the seesaw bumped down onto the ground, a dark wet patch also began to spread across the

crotch of her pink knickers.

They stopped bumping up and down and both got up off the seesaw and looked at each other, before bursting out laughing again. Pulling

their dresses down they walked away across the playing fields towards home.

By now they were both quite desperate, and had to keep stopping to cross their legs and squeeze themselves tightly to stop from weeing.

Lisa said suddenly, I don't think I can wait till we get home, I don’t know about you but I really am bursting, since we've already wet ourselves I might just have to let go.

At that she stopped, stood with her legs apart and, after a moment or two began to wee. A trickle at first, but then more and more as she relieved the pressure. Pam was surprised, but was equally desperate so, after a moments thought, she decided to do the same. Standing with her legs apart she tried to let go but couldn’t, it took a while to relax and overcome her inhibitions and let herself wet like this, but then she began, letting go a stream of wee onto the grass.

There was nobody else nearby, so they lifted up their dresses enough to show their soaking wet knickers. ‘Oh god, I was so bursting it was almost painful, I feel so much

better, even though I have wet myself,’ said Lisa. They slowly walked together back towards home. Nobody could tell that they had wet their knickers under their cotton dresses.

It was a hot day so they soon dried off, and in the end they didn’t bother to change, but both kept those knickers on all day until they went to bed that

night. It was a secret they both shared.

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A lovely tale... i enjoyed it very much, thank you.

It does feel rather nice to just let go and wet your panties

after you've been holding for awhile.

One of my favorite sensations, in fact.

But i can't stay in them for long afterwards.

i have to get them off before they aren't warm anymore.

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