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  1. Until I came 'out' about loving women (and earlier girls) having accidents, I had a lot of times seeing women (and  as a kid) girls wetting themselves accidentally. I've written about these in the past here, and before that at Wetset. So I won't repeat in detail but as a kid (though high school) I saw a good friend (girl) wet her panties when I was about 6 or 7 in class; and then when I was about 10 or 11 3 different girls wet their panties (under dresses) and one purposefully peed her panties before we went swimming in our underwear. And in high school I saw a few girls have accidents. In all these incidents I was really turned on (well, as a kid before high school, as turned on as a boy can be.) None of the girls knew how exciting it was for me, although one of them I told when we were in our late 20's. And one I suspected she knew at the time but we didn't talk about it, so can't be sure.

    It wasn't until late in college I 'fessed up', and from then on told girlfriends and just friends who were desperate or had had an accident how much it excited me.

  2. If you hang out with, live with and/or married to women who get desperate a lot, don't quite make it on time to the toilet or sometimes have full on wettings (like to their knees), yes, lots of times. I've written about these women over the years (here and at wetset in the past). They are always delightful and a huge turn on. As well I've seen some women (and when a kid) girls I didn't know have accidents, but as others, that's pretty rare. More common, wet spots/wet pants after an accident, more than my share of those, of course like others I'm always on the look out for wet spots, etc.

  3. Love this scenario, too...and two of my fav girls/women are consistent 'didn't quite make it on time' kind of wetters. Sarah and Joanne (I've written about both over the years) have been 'not quite in time' wetters since they were teens, and little changes, certainly not their wet pants and panties. I've got a growing collection of pics and vids of usually the aftermath of these wettings. Always a delight to relive the many moments....again, a great and very real life theme.

  4. Airplanes are great desperation makers, including regular commercial flights. I know a couple of women who've wet themselves due to seat belt must be on turbulence situations. At least one of the accidents was not in the airplane but in the airport after she got off, dashing to the toilet and not making, wetting her white pants almost to her feet, and making her even dry pantie line (more like see through not just lines) very transparent. I have one picture of her afterwards, and as it was summer nothing to cover herself up with. Hundreds of people saw her before we could get our luggage and she went to change into dry pants and panties...

  5. The first girl I every opened up to about my love for girls wetting told me that she had once peed herself at a concert. She had at the time discovered in college she really enjoyed wetting herself and often did so on purpose (sort of an on purpose 'accident'). I loved her story about the concert (among others she told), and while not at the time a girlfriend, we were friends with benefits on a long cross country (U.S.) trip during which time she wet herself a bunch, a few in public, soaking her panties under her mini dress (she had a great body)...

  6. to continue/finish:

    ...and Joanne said, "I'm never going to make it home, I'm about to wet my pants, we need to stop at xxxx, there's a big drug store that usually has toilets." I looked over at her slightly squirming in her seat saying, "If you really need to pee, you shouldn't be hold it, just pee in your pants, its OK, we can clear up later." "Your car seats are easy to clear, but I really don't want to wet myself." We got the the drug store, no accident, she ran in, I parked in front of a hydrant by the door, waiting to see if she made it, but quickly came out saying they didn't have a bathroom, as she ran across the street to a cafe we both knew, but had only one toilet. I got out of the car, check my email on my phone waiting to see the outcome, and indeed ready to take a few pictures. And yes, a third accident, and a few more pictures...Joanne came over to me, knowing I took some pics of her, smiled, saying, again, 'enjoy the pictures', I'm really beyond being embarrassed, and smiled. Once in the car I asked when she began to wet herself and she said just as I walked in the door, "...I was peeing as I locked it and until I managed to get my jeans and panties off." And again, wet to somewhat above her knees. Quite a day, a triple wetting over about 4 hours...and this time she said people in the cafe noticed  "...or at least some did. Whatever."

    A day I'll remember vividly for a long, long time...all with good feelings between Joanne and I. In fact she mentioned it in an email this morning, thanking me for putting up with all the toilet stops. I emailed her back saying absolutely no problem, hoped her UTI is better soon, but as we know, while this made her accidents more frequent (and perhaps larger), Joanne is accident prone, so I expect more....as does she.

  7. A major (as in great day) Joanne update.

    Although its been months since I've written about/reported on Joanne's accidents, the ones in these last months have been pretty minor, nice, love her telling me about them, but I've not written about them. But today...wow. We spend a day off in the 'city'. I picked her up at her house, she wearing tight jeans and a pink top over another pink top (sleeveless). Shifting spring weather here. We talked about what to do, but she said, "Look I've got a UTI, so whatever we do I've got to be near a toilet on short-ish notice." I said, really sorry to hear that although "...you know I love you accidents and desperation moment, but really don't want those to come from a UTI." She said this one is 'unusual'. How, I asked? Because it doesn't hurt, usually they are painful, but this one my pee runs clear, but I have to pee urgently every hour or so. Hmmm I thought, no pain but urgent peeing. I asked what her doctor said, and she said her told her to hold off on antibiotics as long as no pain. Joanne looked at me and somewhat, but only somewhat, teasingly said, "So I guess for you OK I'm not really suffering, but just have to pee a lot. Let's see how things go."

    I felt badly for her, really, but she was not suffering at all, even when she really had to pee badly. Off we went, about a 35 minute drive, not too much traffic and in the city we were going to walk by the water. But no sooner off the freeway she said, "I really  have to pee, so let's find a cafe or something. It can't wait." I knew the area well and said OK, about 3-5 minutes away. She seemed to be holding on OK, until we were in a left turn lane with a long, long red arrow. The cafe was just across the road but there we sit for maybe 2 minutes, Joanne no squirming a bit. I pulled in next to the cafe, finally for her, and she got out of the car super fast...I waited perhaps 3 minutes and she came out. "I wet my pants, just couldn't hold it." She pulled her coat aside to show me. From the front maybe half way down to her knees. I asked her to turn around. "How much did I wet the back," she asked. Her butt was wet maybe half way up and the back of her legs also about half way to hear knees. "A lot I said, pretty obvious", I told her.

    She said she had to go to the back of the cafe, past a lot of 'day laborers'  who looked at her (Joanne is still very pretty, thin, blond, nice breasts, and she's never minded being looked at and is far from modest. But she mostly was focused on the toilet but began, she said, "to wet my jeans as I got to the door, I just couldn't hold it." She had on a long coat so when she came out no one could see her wet pants.

    Getting into the car she took off her coat, both because it warmed up a lot (it was a heavy coat) and because she didn't want to get it wet. I cared not at all if my car seat got damp, which it did...easy to wash. We drove to where we were going to walk, not far, parked and she put her coat back on for obvious reasons. This was accident #1. Her jeans dried some as we walked, but it got warmer and warmer and she took off her coat, her jeans drier but not really try. Accident #2: after a long lunch with lots and lots of water (her doctor told her to stay really hydrated, she did...)she got up to use the toilet before we went back to the car. She didn't seem particularly desperate, but coming back to the table afterwards, she enough (and no coat this time) she wet herself again, about the same amount. "Look, I know you're enjoying this, I wet my pants again, same way....just couldn't make it on time, again!"

    I told her I had taken some pictures with my phone before and just then, and she said, "You take picture of me a lot, and I'm fully dressed but in wet pants. Not such a big deal, enjoy the pictures. Anyway, you have lots of me on beaches topless, nude or in my panties...you know I enjoy you taking pictures of me. But thanks for telling me you took these, I didn't realize it." She smiled in that teasing way she always has had.

    Accident #3, last one. So stuck in traffic due to an accident in a tunnel, Joanne was increasingly desperate but held on through the tunnel and to the first exit to a small town I know well, where there is a large drug store and a cafe. I knew the cafe had a bathroom, but she thought the large chain drug store (which came first) had one, too. But it did not, after she went in, and then came out on her way to the cafe down the block and across the street, which she ran across. I parked and waited...and yes, she wet her pants again, not as much this time, but obviously...we went to her house where she changed saying something like: "I'm just getting old enough to not care anymore. Someone see me in wet pants, happens..." We laughed, parted, she saying, enjoy the pictures...." I said hope she gets better soon and goes back to her non UTI 'normal' accidents...

    We decided to try to avoid traffic once in the car and headed back to her house, but realized that although early traffic was heavy. Once across the bridge traffic got worse and Joanne said, "i'm never gong

     

  8. Great story. I may have written a while back about Sarah at an outdoor play. It was quite got and we both (like lots of others) had been drinking water, and during intermission a glass of white wine. By the end of the play I had to pee and from the way Sarah was moving in her seat, I suspected she did, too. We had seen the play before so we knew during the last scene both how and more importantly when it would end. About 3 or 4 minutes before the end Sarah learned over to me saying she really, really  had to pee and she was going now to beat the crowds and we should meet outside the toilets. Knowing that she often had accidents I wondered whether this might be one. I nodded by head, and loved looking at her in her somewhat transparent white pants with lovely small white cotton bikini panties which showed through.

    The play ended, and indeed it took quite a few minutes to get to the exit and walk a bit to where the toilets were. I looked around for Sarah, and noticed lines forming, as always much longer for the women's than the men's toilets. After a few minutes of wondering how desperate various of the women in line were, Sarah appeared. Yes, with quite wet white pants in the front, almost to her knees. I was instantly turned on. She came up to me saying the obvious: "I didn't quite make it  in time". While she wasn't into wetting as a turn on, she knew I was and sometimes indulged me. This was not her first nor would it be her last public accident. Being hot she had nothing to cover up her wet pants, so we began to walk back to the car. I was surprised how few people seemed to look at her, at least at first, but I hadn't seen her backside, just her front. While obvious if you looked that she had wet herself, if you didn't focus on her pants, it didn't stand out. As we walked I realized that she had more than a few looks from people, especially guys, following us. At the car it was clear why: her ass was very wet and her panties (also of course soaked) clearly visible through her thin white pants, also wet to about her knees...wow, a real turn on for me. Sarah, never a modest women, mostly ignored the looks, indeed she may not have been aware of them as she often didn't notice guys looking at her, and she often drew attention as she was quite pretty and sexy and dressed often in ways that showed those qualities off. In the car I felt her legs and she knew I loved her wet feel and her accident, although we didn't talk about it. Much later that night we made love, those panties still on her, now dry. Sarah has always never been too concerned about changing into dry clothes after her many accidents. Something I find unusual among women I know who are, too, accident prone, but something I love.....

  9. Will be buying some of you vids...the pics and previews are fantastic. But a favor: any chance of listing (here or elsewhere) all of your vids with links? Different vids, different places as you make more become hard to track....thanks!

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