Carys 359 Posted January 10, 2018 Popular Post Share Posted January 10, 2018 (edited) I love Cointreau. Many spirits are harsh, make your mixers taste wholly of alcohol. Not Cointreau. Cointreau makes your mixers taste of oranges. I might be under its effects right now. A whole bottle’s worth. Mixed with cola to produce a night I am likely to regre in the morning, lol. Excess drinking, of course, also means excess need for the toilet. I’ve been needing to go for a wee almost twice an hour. Anyway, the drink eventually hit me in other ways. I felt a tingle; the all-too-familiar desire to not quite make it to the toilet. It’s dark, people are indoors for the night with it being winter, and I hadn’t broken my 2018 wetting cherry. It was perfect. So, after my freshly-opened bottle of orange nectar was empty, and I had resigned myself to stopping the night’s alcohol intake, I wanted outside. Forgoing my shoes and toddling across the garden to the roadside across from the flat, in my knickers, tights, dress, and my fleece jacket for warmth, I assumed the position and sent the relevant signals to my bladder that the loo wasn’t necessary this time. The feeling was familiar and wonderful. I felt my muscles voluntarily weaken with a tingle. Then that minuscule patch of hot dampness tough my crotch, spreading and clasping around me. And the blood rushing to my face, causing a blush of minor embarrassment as I came to terms with what I was doing - in plain sight of anybody that was planning on walking by at half midnigt, lol. The relief was wonderful, and the warmth was bliss. Every part of me was fighting the cold nighttime air with warmth - not only from my wee, but from how it made me feel. After a short while, I knew things were finishing. Once a full stream turned into a lesser flow, meandering down my thighs. Kissing the mess I had left on the pavement goodbye, I walked back indoors, the streaks down my legs transitioning from warmth to cool. After I got indoors and locked the flat door, I peeled my tights and knickers off of myself slowly, tossing them onto my laundry pile followed by my dress. I congratulated myself on a successful “accident” appropriately, now out of risk of a public sighting, lol. And as I finish writing this, I remain, still a wee bit damp between tge thighs and still a little under the influence, needing to wipe myself down before I slip into something more sleep-appropriate. https://caryspee.tumblr.com/post/169522156422/after-a-lot-of-drinking-i-decided-to-spend-a Edited January 10, 2018 by Carys Fixed link (see edit history) VanCanto99, deletedxyz, rachelkirwan and 4 others 7 Quote Link to comment
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Carys 359 Posted January 10, 2018 Author Share Posted January 10, 2018 1 hour ago, kickass1234 said: link brings you to a not found page on your tumblr. Fixed, sorry! Quote Link to comment
largebio 439 Posted January 10, 2018 Share Posted January 10, 2018 great story and video! Quote Link to comment
Carys 359 Posted January 12, 2018 Author Share Posted January 12, 2018 On 10/01/2018 at 10:36 AM, largebio said: great story and video! Thank you ? Quote Link to comment
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