Anonymous
Thu, 13 Dec 01, 6:27 AM
I quite recently got my own computer and in surfing the net found this site. Now I know that there are others like me!
From reading the messages here, everyone seems to have developed their interest when very young.I must be the exception that proves the rule since I was 21, just about to start my last year at university. I cannot remember wetting my knickers when I was young but no doubt I did, nor have I any memory of others doing it. When I was about 15 I wet myself on the way home from a guide parade on a cold day. Twice at university after drinking, not drunk b ut too shy to admit my need on the way back to the Hall of Residence I could not wait and soaked myself. But nothing came of that.
It was about a week before I went back after the summer vacation and I was in the house when my mother came home. She went straight upstairs, only commenting that she could not stop for a moment. When she came down again I asked if she was all right. For a few seconds she didn't answer, then she said that she had had a little accident. I didn't immediately catch on so, blushing a little, she said she had been desparate to wee on her way home and had wet her knickers before she reached the house. Nothing more was said but I felt quite excited at the thought of my mum wetting herself.
I kept coming back to thinking about it and found myself wanting to wet my own knickers.
For some reason I wanted to do it and for my mum to know that I had wet myself. I couldn't bring myself to do it before going back to universtity but during the term wet myself on purpose a number of times, always when needing to go quite badly. It was an exciting feeling, especially the sense of naughtiness and the "What would people think if they knew" factor.
The next holiday I went out shopping and on the way home genuinely wanted to go. I could have made it home but instead, just before I got to the house, I did it all in my knickers. Clearly I was pretty flushed when I got home and blurted out to my mother that I had wet my knickers. Of course, I let her think that it was an accident.The upshot of it was, after I had changed, she asked me if I had ever wet myself before. I admitted my teenage accident and the two at college. She said it must happen to lots of women occasionally and said she had wet her knickers a number of times over the years. All this got me quite excited. That marked the beginning of my enjoyment of wetting my knickers. I am now 36 and still do it though sometimes I will go for weeks without the temptation arising. Always it is when I am wanting to go quite badly and decide not to wait.
It would be interesting to know if there are any others who developed late like me. Also, do any remember their mother or aunt or other responsible adult having an accident , and did that affect them?
From reading the messages here, everyone seems to have developed their interest when very young.I must be the exception that proves the rule since I was 21, just about to start my last year at university. I cannot remember wetting my knickers when I was young but no doubt I did, nor have I any memory of others doing it. When I was about 15 I wet myself on the way home from a guide parade on a cold day. Twice at university after drinking, not drunk b ut too shy to admit my need on the way back to the Hall of Residence I could not wait and soaked myself. But nothing came of that.
It was about a week before I went back after the summer vacation and I was in the house when my mother came home. She went straight upstairs, only commenting that she could not stop for a moment. When she came down again I asked if she was all right. For a few seconds she didn't answer, then she said that she had had a little accident. I didn't immediately catch on so, blushing a little, she said she had been desparate to wee on her way home and had wet her knickers before she reached the house. Nothing more was said but I felt quite excited at the thought of my mum wetting herself.
I kept coming back to thinking about it and found myself wanting to wet my own knickers.
For some reason I wanted to do it and for my mum to know that I had wet myself. I couldn't bring myself to do it before going back to universtity but during the term wet myself on purpose a number of times, always when needing to go quite badly. It was an exciting feeling, especially the sense of naughtiness and the "What would people think if they knew" factor.
The next holiday I went out shopping and on the way home genuinely wanted to go. I could have made it home but instead, just before I got to the house, I did it all in my knickers. Clearly I was pretty flushed when I got home and blurted out to my mother that I had wet my knickers. Of course, I let her think that it was an accident.The upshot of it was, after I had changed, she asked me if I had ever wet myself before. I admitted my teenage accident and the two at college. She said it must happen to lots of women occasionally and said she had wet her knickers a number of times over the years. All this got me quite excited. That marked the beginning of my enjoyment of wetting my knickers. I am now 36 and still do it though sometimes I will go for weeks without the temptation arising. Always it is when I am wanting to go quite badly and decide not to wait.
It would be interesting to know if there are any others who developed late like me. Also, do any remember their mother or aunt or other responsible adult having an accident , and did that affect them?