Lilly_Magic 1,237 Posted September 30, 2020 Popular Post Share Posted September 30, 2020 It started yesterday by me drinking a large cup of cold coffee and wearing a pull-up with a booster pad. I put my favorite boxer briefs on over that. For my pants and my shirt, I chose thin, camouflage yoga pants and an oversized black long sleeved t shirt. I thought carefully about my outfit. The shirt was long enough to cover the pull-up that was bound to become saggy, and the pants would hide the wetness when it started to leak. The only thing that could show a wet patch was my boxers, which were pale blue. After I finished my coffee I grabbed a one liter of mountain dew and headed outside. Just knowing that I'll eventually be pissing uncontrollably already started to excite me. That and my bladder is now just untrained enough that it's harder to hold it while I'm padded. Usually it only takes a few hundred feet out the door and I'm already dribbling piss, but I managed to hold it until I got to the subdivision near my place. Then I began to relax muscles just enough to let some piss out every block or so. Sometimes it was easy to stop peeing I other times I had to stop walking and really concentrate on holding on. Warm spurts sprayed into my pullup, soaked me, trickling behind and tickling my bottom, spreading forward and getting my tummy wet. I finished the last of my soda and let some more piss out while standing there. It wasn't long before I felt the wetness spreading out across my inner thighs. The saggy soggy pull-up a warm bulge between my legs. I continued walking around the neighborhood, letting more dribbles out, feeling the leaks against my bottom. The first part of my wet day was done. I had walked and peed until I overflowed my pull-up. When I finally got back inside i changed out of my shirt, and threw away the pull-up. Then I took my pants off to reveal my dark blue wet spots on my boxers. Besides the color which is perfect for wetting, they're so cotton and comfy. They were wetter than I thought theybwer going to be. I hadn't had a leaky rewettng kind of day in a long time, so it felt so good to keep the boxers on. Just relaxing and reading and watching Netflix. Throughout the morning and afternoon I realized that my extra lat coffee and my one liter of soda really filled up my bladder and that slow wetting really makes it hard to stop pissing even when my bladder is not overfull. So the longer I sat there spurting piss and trying not to make any puddle underneath my chair, the harder it was to keep from just letting loose. Hours went by, my boxers growing wetter and smelling more and more wonderful. Eventually my bladder had wmtalwn enough teasing. So I stood up, hand clamped to my soaked and dripping pussy over my drenched boxers, legs crossed, and tried desperately to keep from maky a gushing pissy puddle at my feet. Slowly I let my the pressure of my hand ease up and relaxed my thighs. More warmth spread across my fingers and across my bottom and inner thighs. I slammed my thighs shut and tightened my grip. I squeezed my muscles and let up relaxed my hands and thighs.Ore rushing piss. So I hobbled and shuffle, holding tight, knees still presses together and headed for the shower. One short burst hissed out as I uncrossed my legs to step in. Then I let loose and began to completely wet my boxers. I actually wasn't planning on it being an urgent rush to wet myself, but after all the teasing little trickling, I guess there was no better way to finish the pissy afternoon. Soaked and smelling wonderful, salty sultry, ripe and raw, my pissy boxers were hung up to dry. As soon as they were done dripping I hid them in my spot, which is close to my side of the bed, but far enough away so it I could get a faint little puff of the delicious scent every so often. The next morning I put those same cool damp pee stained boxers on and put on my same camouflage yoga pants on and went out for another walk. Omfg did they smell incredible! As soon as I brought them out from their hiding spot, I got so aroused. This time I didn't have a really full bladder. Just full enough to feel, just enough to do what I wanted to do this second day of wetting. Just knowing that I would eventually and up with a good amount of piss making my pants cling hot and wet to my legs, made me automatically feel the urgency growing. Still, I made it to the neighborhood before I let out the first leak. The old piss and the fresh piss stirred up such an amazing scent. I figured I'd let out a trickle out every 2 blocks it so. Each time it was just a small dribble. Barely enough to feel at first. Then the dribbles turned to sprinkles, the sprinkles to spurts. About a mile away from my place is a bicycle/walking trail. That's where I was headed. By the time I got there my wet patch was about the size of a basketball already because a few times I found it hard to stop wetting myself. There are little numbers indicating each tenth of a mile on the path. I decided that a great game to play would be to let out a short burst of piss at each tenth. I walked that last mile with pissy pants, wet halfway down my thighs. The cool air contrasting the hot pissy fabric. By the time I got to the end of that last mile the spurts of piss were so hard to control. Just anticipating the next marker coming up had my urges pulsing. Once I got to the end o debated whether or not I should let the rest flow. I decided against it and headed back. Counting down from ten, my warm piss now soaking all the wayd down past my knees. I already wet myself so much that I didn't think I'd have any left before I reached the neighborhood again. Those urges springing up at every tenth of a mile, the excitement every time it was almost too hard to stop. Soon, soaked down to my knees, the breeze stirring up the scent of my pissy pants, the cool air contrasting the warmth between my legs, I arrived at the turnoff to the subdivision. This was the same spot that I had made a big stinky mess in rearz diaper for my favorite omo friend. I thought it only fitting to stop at this naughty spot and finish wetting my pants. So there I stood, already soaked, and three fourths empty, looking down and letting the rest of my hot piss gush out, drenching my thighs even more, smelling the wonderful pissy scent drift up, and feeling as it dribbles down my calves and shins and onto my socks, seeing the shiny wetness glittering in the daylight before soaking in and becoming nearly invisible again. Standing there pissing myself in that naughty spot and thinking about how exciting it feels to piss my pants outside, feeling extra naughty because I can feel the hot wet pissy mess against my myself and nobody else I encountered was even aware of it. I walked the rest of the way home, the breeze cooling my warm wet pants, stirring up the smell again, feeling that pleasant after glow of a naughty pants wetting and anxious to see how soaked my comfy wet boxers are. Perhaps I'll give these one last little wetting before cleaning up😉💦 dwp, ukp, LilMiss and 9 others 5 1 1 5 Quote Link to comment
Guest wetguyy10 Posted September 30, 2020 Share Posted September 30, 2020 So did you give them one last wetting? And always with the best stories! So daring! Quote Link to comment
Lilly_Magic 1,237 Posted September 30, 2020 Author Share Posted September 30, 2020 Yes I did. After I finished writing, still sitting there in my wet boxers I made a small puddle underneath my chair. hubertheiser, 615zaqmlp and Apertado 3 Quote Link to comment
Guest wetguyy10 Posted September 30, 2020 Share Posted September 30, 2020 Poor chair(: Quote Link to comment
Lilly_Magic 1,237 Posted September 30, 2020 Author Share Posted September 30, 2020 Tsunami Pants, Marco, BurstingSpurt and 2 others 3 1 1 Quote Link to comment
ews21 310 Posted October 1, 2020 Share Posted October 1, 2020 So brave of you not to wear pants on the trail and just pee in your panties! Though in all seriousness, you could easily hide any wetting with those camoflage pants without anyone noticing. Lilly_Magic 1 Quote Link to comment
dwp 465 Posted October 1, 2020 Share Posted October 1, 2020 I love your story, and the picture of your wonderfully wet boxers. I do the wet walk every so often, and I love it. Thanks for sharing. Quote Link to comment
Lilly_Magic 1,237 Posted October 1, 2020 Author Share Posted October 1, 2020 I've also got some tie dye pants that don't show wetness. ews21 1 Quote Link to comment
ews21 310 Posted October 1, 2020 Share Posted October 1, 2020 1 hour ago, Lilly_Magic said: I've also got some tie dye pants that don't show wetness. That sounds like a future update (if you are comfortable with that) Lilly_Magic 1 Quote Link to comment
openmindeddude 47 Posted October 3, 2020 Share Posted October 3, 2020 Great story and pictures! Love the wet boxers with the padding underneath! Quote Link to comment
CMag19 18 Posted October 8, 2020 Share Posted October 8, 2020 You would never know that someone pissed their pants if they were wearing those, I'll have to see if I can find something similar to them. Quote Link to comment
Lasseman 99 Posted October 13, 2020 Share Posted October 13, 2020 Lovely! So naughty to wet outside, gonna do that on the way home... Quote Link to comment
footedsleeper 178 Posted November 5, 2020 Share Posted November 5, 2020 Definitely I'd have "loved" this posting if I hadn't used my quote of reactions for today. Quote Link to comment
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