Saturday, 4 January 2014

My First Time

I wet myself on purpose as an adult for the first time last year. It was so exciting and felt so hot... in both senses ;)

I wrote about it at www.experienceproject.com

Here is the story in full:

My First Wetting Episode.

I recently wet myself for the first time as an adult, and I loved it.

I woke up at 5am, and prepared for work as usual. I slipped on a pair of white cotton knickers, some nude tights, and a light flowery dress over the top.
I got very excited at the thought that next time I took those items of clothing off - they'd be saturated.

Once I'd arrived at work, it was really hard to concentrate on anything. All I could think about was my other task at hand - to hold my pee for as long as possible, then make a film of wetting myself.

I knew that I'd certainly have to be able to hold it until I was back home again, and this became harder and harder as I drank several glasses of water and tea.
One of the best feelings at this point, was looking at my co-workers, and knowing they had no idea what I was about to go and do.

During the last hour of work, I could feel my bladder filling past the point of comfort, and all I could do to stop myself from going, was squirm in my seat.

The last minutes ticked by, then I ran to my car and set back off for home. It took all of my will power not to just let go.

I burst in through the front door, and ran up to the bathroom. I set up my camera, stood in the bath with my dress hitched, and waited for the release.

But I was so eager and nervous, my body froze.

I was so desperate, I could feel it ready to burst out. So I told myself to relax, and looked to the ceiling, slipping my fingers around the waistband of my tights, and waited.

Then it happened very suddenly. There was the rush of hot fluid, instantly soaking through my white cotton panties, and down both of the insides of my legs. All over my feet and ankles.

I didn't want it to stop. And for a while, I didn't think it would.
I could feel each stream and trickle travel all of the way down to my toes.

When it eventually did end, holding on to my dress around my waist, I sat down in the pool of my own pee. My cotton underwear soaked a lot of it up.

And shortly after came a second urge. I knew that I just had to film it. This time, up close.

So I crocked my legs up and leaned back, letting another stream of it rush through the crotch of my knickers and down my thighs.

Afterwards, I kept my soaking wet tights and panties on for a short while. Reveling in what I'd managed to do, and thinking about all of the other places I'd like to do it. 
 
xxx