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Lily1985

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  1. I had a bad accident in elementary school. I was in 2nd grade. I was 8 years old. I was wearing a pair of hot pink pants and a purple top. I was outside at recess with a small group of friends I played with everyday. All girls. We were playing jump rope. As soon as we started I noticed that I had to pee bad. I didn’t want to ask to go though because we only got so much time for recess and I’d much rather play instead. I thought I could wait and then ask to go on the way in. I was okay when I was the one jumping or even if I was the one waiting to be the next to jump because I could pretend I was practicing my jump moves. Moving around helped me hold it in. Eventually though I was asked to turn the rope. I started turning it for about 20 seconds, but all of a sudden I felt like I was going to pee my pants. I stopped turning and grabbed my crotch hard bending my legs and pressing them together around my hand. My friend Becca called out, “Lily, you need to pee bad don’t you?” I looked at her, blushed and said I was going to do it in my pants. She told me don’t do it in your pants, run to the teacher to let you go inside to pee. I nodded and started to walk in the direction of the teacher, but it was too late. My pee was coming out. I grabbed my crotch, but I couldn’t stop it. I was peeing on my hand. I started to cry, crouched down onto the pavement and peed my panties and shorts on the ground. My friends were watching me do it. I’d never been so embarrassed. I had to pee so much but I’d waited too long and couldnt stop it even still. Other kids around the playground were stopping to stare or come closer to watch me pee my pants. Finally l was done and a teacher led me away to the restrooms to clean up. I was given a spare change of clothes to wear for the rest of the day. When I got back to class two of my friends who saw my accident kept whispering and giggling about me. I was so ashamed. My friend Becca whispered to me later before going home that she still has pee accidents but don’t ever tell anyone else. As we aged I got to see some of them. I think I’ll share those later.
  2. I know this was at least one of the last before hitting my teens -- I was 11 years old. In 6th grade. My friend and I were at the park goofing off killing time after school before going home and all of a sudden it hit me as I was running away from my friend who was throwing fall leaves at me: I've got to pee bad. I crouched down and squatted in sudden desperation. I sat like that for a while scissoring my legs. My friend ran up to me and asked me if I had to pee and before I could answer my pee started coming out. I looked up at my friend with tears in my eyes and said I was sorry that I had to go really bad all of a sudden and I couldn't help it. We both watched me finish. I kept peeing and peeing. I had to go so bad. You could hear a loud hiss sound as my pee came out. Then when I was done, we started to leave the park to walk home. I was wearing light pink pants and white cotton panties. I had on a black sweater. I was pretty embarrassed but my friend told me that sometimes she has accidents still too, but not to tell anyone.
  3. It has been awhile since I've written anything. Crazy how time gets away from you. My previous stories and comments have been related to when I was younger and trying to understand how I developed having a thing for this type of behavior. Next I want to tell you a more recent story that happened to my ex-girlfriend. A few years back my ex-girlfriend and I went to a park to walk the trails. We had only been dating about a month at this point. It was a metro park that we visited. It has several trails to walk, but we picked the longest one. Both of us really enjoy walking and it's even more fun when you have company to talk to. The whole trail we chose goes into a big loop. I can't remember how long it was distance wise, but I do remember it took about 2.5 hours to complete. I should mention that prior to going to the park we had breakfast at a local restaurant and I watched my ex drink about four cups of coffee and some water. I visited the restroom to pee before we left to head to the park, but for whatever reason she didn't. She always seemed a little embarrassed to admit that she had to go when she was with me. Anyway, about 20 minutes into our walk I noticed that she'd gotten very quiet. Normally she's very talkative, but today she was giving one word answers to my questions and not contributing to the conversation on her own. By the way, my ex's name is Suzanne. She's a little older than me. This happened when she was in her mid 30s and I was in my mid 20s. She's got long dark brown hair, slender, very pretty. She was wearing tan shorts and a dark purple tank top. After a while of silenced awkwardness I asked her if she was okay. She replied that she was, but just a little tired. I took this at face value and we carried on. However, about another 15 minutes passed of us walking when all of a sudden she stopped suddenly and crossed her legs. I stopped and looked back at her. She wouldn't look me in the eye at first. She was looking down, off to the side on the right. She stood there for a few seconds with her legs crossed and then finally looked up at me and blushed heavily. It was honestly one of the cutest things I ever saw. I boldly asked, "You need to pee, don't you?" In which she replied barely audibly and full of embarrassment, "Yes, very badly." As soon as she did this she grabbed her crotch and squatted down. She stayed like that squatted down and holding herself, kind of bouncing up and down and rocking side to side all while sucking in air with her teeth. I looked at her and had two emotions go through me. First, I felt really badly for her because she was obviously super embarrassed, but at the same time I was turned on. I looked at her sympathetically and held out my arm to her and told her to hurry up and come on. I told her that maybe if we walked fast it wouldn't be so bad and she'd make it to a toilet soon enough. She nodded, gave her crotch another squeeze, stood up and we continued to walk. I kept my right arm around her shoulder while we walked and she leaned into me. While walking she kept telling me over and over how sorry she was and how embarrassed she was for me to see her this way. I told her it was okay and that everyone has to pee and that I myself have been in situations where I had to go very badly and/or had to go so badly that I ended up having peeing my pants. She seemed both shocked and intrigued by this response. I asked her why she didn't pee at the restaurant and she stated it was because all the liquid she drank crept up on her and she didn't realize she had to go until we were on the way to the park and thought she'd be able to make it through the trail and then could sneak off to the park restrooms from there. After a little bit of talking she stopped abruptly again and grabbed her crotch. I took my arm from around her shoulder and watched her do the most adorable pee dance I've ever seen. Her face was bright red and she was moving forward and backward and side to side with her hand buried in her crotch. She then suddenly spotted a bench along the trail and ran over to it, sat down and been wiggling back and forth furiously. I watched her put both hands on her crotch and hold. She looked into my eyes and said, "I'm so embarrassed, but I'm about to pee my pants. I can't help it." I asked her if she wanted to go into the woods and pull her pants down and pee there. We really hadn't passed that many people so it seemed like a valid option to me. I could tell she was contemplating it as she wiggled back and forth with what looked to be tears starting in her eyes. She gave me a meek, "okay." I watched her stand up. Suddenly she went rigid and she squatted down and started to cry. I was confused for a second but then I heard a strong hissing sound and watched her tan shorts turn dark brown around the crotch and legs. Around the time I figured out that she was peeing her pants, Suzanne started visibly crying. She looked up at me and said, "I can't stop it. I'm trying, but I can't stop. Oh no. I'm peeing my pants bad." The hissing and stream went on for what felt like a very long time. The puddle around her on the dirt was huge by the time she was finished. Finally she was done and she stood up. At first she was just standing there looking down at her wet shorts, sort of shaking from what I think was shock and embarrassment. I felt bad for her so I opened my arms and told her to come here. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her the biggest hug I could. I told her it was okay and that it was an accident and accidents happen. She asked me if I thought she was gross now and I told her, of course I didn't. That seemed to make her calm down. She admitted that sometimes she has to pee suddenly and pees her pants and she can't help it. She told me she's had that problem her whole life. We continued our walk. Luckily I had a jacket on me that we tied around her waist to hide her accident. It is still one of the most adorable experiences I've ever had. There were other incidents with her that happened after this one that I'll probably end up telling here too if there is any interest.
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