Anonymous
Sat, 8 Dec 01, 4:44 AM
Hello, this is my 1st post. I am pleased to see lots of others began their interest at an early age.
One early memory was going out with my parents and the 2 girls of a friend of theirs one afternoon. I was 12 and Karen was 9 and Julie was 12. We were in my dads camper van and on the way back from the coast and we all were bursting. The girls were really bouncing around and Karen had a hand up her skirt. They had very short skirts too, it was 1969. I could see thier knickers facing me, Karens were red and Julies were white. When we got home we all dashed to the loo but my mum said youngest first. Karen went in and Julie was bent double holding herelf. When Karen came out we fought to get to the loo and Julie began to wet her knicks. It splatterd on the floor. I went to wait outside and Karen laughed at me holding myself. Julie was ages cleaning up and when my turn came I did a bit of a wee in my pants before unzipping. It was a close thing. Julie smelt of pee for the rest of the day and as we played I kept seeing her wet knickers which were slightly transparent and pulled very tight to her crotch. It was the sexiest thing I'd seen until then.
Later, aged 14, I took the little girl next door to the park. Anna was 10 and after a while was dying to wee. She told me she would wet herself soon so we looked for the public loos. When we got there she insisted I went in with her like her dad, because he said never go in a pulic toilet alone. I refused at first but she said she would tell her dad I made her wet herself. I wouldnt go in the ladies so we went in the gents and she even wanted me to go in the cubicle. Then she pulled her purple knickers down and began to pee. They were already damp at the crotch and I was very aroused despite her being 4 years younger. I'd never seen a girl actually peeing. The force was amazing and so was the quantity. She didnt mind me watching at all either.
A week later I was looking after her again and we were in the garden. I was chasing her around and caught her and wrested her playfully to the ground. She struggled and said she had to wee but I genuinely thought it was just a way to escape as she was laughing so much. Her skirt was all around her waist and the next thing I saw was her pee welling up through her white knicks and gushing out onto the grass. She wasnt annoyed and thought it was very funny. She was soaked but we carried on palaying just the same. I often thought about that alone in bed and imagined her to have been my age instead.
More to come if you like, cheers, Caveman
One early memory was going out with my parents and the 2 girls of a friend of theirs one afternoon. I was 12 and Karen was 9 and Julie was 12. We were in my dads camper van and on the way back from the coast and we all were bursting. The girls were really bouncing around and Karen had a hand up her skirt. They had very short skirts too, it was 1969. I could see thier knickers facing me, Karens were red and Julies were white. When we got home we all dashed to the loo but my mum said youngest first. Karen went in and Julie was bent double holding herelf. When Karen came out we fought to get to the loo and Julie began to wet her knicks. It splatterd on the floor. I went to wait outside and Karen laughed at me holding myself. Julie was ages cleaning up and when my turn came I did a bit of a wee in my pants before unzipping. It was a close thing. Julie smelt of pee for the rest of the day and as we played I kept seeing her wet knickers which were slightly transparent and pulled very tight to her crotch. It was the sexiest thing I'd seen until then.
Later, aged 14, I took the little girl next door to the park. Anna was 10 and after a while was dying to wee. She told me she would wet herself soon so we looked for the public loos. When we got there she insisted I went in with her like her dad, because he said never go in a pulic toilet alone. I refused at first but she said she would tell her dad I made her wet herself. I wouldnt go in the ladies so we went in the gents and she even wanted me to go in the cubicle. Then she pulled her purple knickers down and began to pee. They were already damp at the crotch and I was very aroused despite her being 4 years younger. I'd never seen a girl actually peeing. The force was amazing and so was the quantity. She didnt mind me watching at all either.
A week later I was looking after her again and we were in the garden. I was chasing her around and caught her and wrested her playfully to the ground. She struggled and said she had to wee but I genuinely thought it was just a way to escape as she was laughing so much. Her skirt was all around her waist and the next thing I saw was her pee welling up through her white knicks and gushing out onto the grass. She wasnt annoyed and thought it was very funny. She was soaked but we carried on palaying just the same. I often thought about that alone in bed and imagined her to have been my age instead.
More to come if you like, cheers, Caveman