Little drops of wee on the ground. (Story and question)

[Holly]

Hi all,

I think this has been posted before but I wondered how many people can honestly recall the last time they left little drops of wee accidentally on the floor or the ground, or even saw little drops of wee where someone has perhaps had a bit of an accident . Now I'm not talking about a puddle!.......no just little drops!

I'll give you a for instance. This happens to me at least once a month, possibly more. When I wash- up the dishes in the kitchen, the sound and the sight of the water running, makes me want to wee! In other words I have a 'OOoooooh moment' I get a sudden urge to go! Now sometimes but not always I just have a little accident in my knickers but it's enough for me to feel a warm trickle inside my panties! Sometimes, I feel and see a tiny little trickle run down the inside of my leg but now and again it seems to leak straight through my knickers......probably depending on the way I'm standing, or the type of panties I'm wearing; so I see a little drop fall on to our kitchen floor. Now it's not very noticeable because we have a wood block floor but I can certainly see a tiny little drop or two and I have to wipe it away with my foot!!.. Really! :oops:

Last week, my boyfriend sneeked up behind me and gave me a squeeze. Well I had already had one 'ooooh moment' when the water was running (that was enough!) and you guessed it, he squeeezed me round my waist and I wet myself. There two tiny drops on the floor right between my legs, so I just wiped them away. We went upstairs to bed but I took my knickers off and put them in the basket first, so he
wouldn't know that I had wet myself.

The classic, and this is the honest truth and a bit of a confession. When I was a teenager going shopping in Town on a Saturday afternoon. I never wanted to leave my friends in case they gossiped about me, so I would stand in the Town Centre bursting for wee with my legs crossed. My friends would say "Go now Holly, before you have an accident" But once I couldn't wait, I was standing in Town bursting to go and I had little accident and left little drops of wee on the ground. I then nonchunantly wiped the drops away and covered them up with my feet, In fact I think I even had the cheek to suggest that we all walked a bit so my friends couldn't see that I had wet myself and wet the pavement ! Not a puddle, just a few drops but I knew they were there!

By the way this only happens when I wear skirts. If I'm wearing trousers it just soaks it up of course. Anyway that 's all for the moment. Has anyone else got something similar to tell about little drops of wee!!

Holly x :)

[WT]

Aaaaah... that's why you weren't chatting in the thread like Finesse and Estelle. :idea: You were busy typing. :D

As a man wearing pants and trousers, the drop scenario doesn't really arise. Any little leakage would soak into the two layers of material. Only girls with skirts and thin knockers (what, not showing off?! :o ) could really have that sort of accident.

The only accident of that sort other than those as a young child that I have described previously was when I was goalkeeper playing football in the playground during a break. I failed to get my hands on a powerful shot at goal and got hit right in the goolies. OOOUUUCCCHHH!!! :cry:

I think I let a little spurt go, but it didn't soak through my pants and that was the least of my worries in my agony... Thinking about it still brings tears to the eyes!

[Holly]

. Only girls with skirts and thin knockers (what, not showing off?! :o ) could really have that sort of accident.



I hope you meant thin knickers and not 'knockers' haha :D :D

Now I really must go to bed!

Seeya!

Holly x :wink:

[hawkeye1]

Hi Holly!


Hi all,

I think this has been posted before but I ... left little drops of wee accidentally on the floor or the ground...

What a wonderful feeling to find out that you are back again! Unfortunately I was too late to meet you "online" but - of course - I was very pleased with your little story. During the last months I often pondered on whether or not your passion for wetting your panties wore off. As I can see - you are still into it and evidently enjoy it. That's really fine.

And browsing the other thread I found out that WT, Estelle and Finesse were online - all of them at the same time! What a good luck!

Cheers

hawkeye

[WT]

Hi again Holly,

I did mean 'knickers' but, having seen that photo... Heee, hee! How do you describe it? "Small but perfectly formed" :o NO! Don't punch me there... I can still feel that football all those years ago... :P

[Grant]

It's always good to read your wet stories, Holly.

I remember your story about being in town with your friends and letting a few drops fall onto the ground, because this is one of my favourite stories of yours. I think I even asked you a couple of questions about it at the time. So I'll ask another! Were there other similar situations with your friends when you were standing there cross-legged, obviously bursting for a pee? I'm sure there were!

Anyway, I hope you will write here more often again in the future.

Grant. :D

[Holly]

Hiya,

Thanks for your replies, Hawkeye, (and thanks for the kind compliments as well) also WT and Grant. To answer your questions I think my love of this wetting thing (my little fetish!) comes and goes in phases. A bit like Estelle, I can go weeks without any real interest ( I might still wee in the shower though!) and then something happens (and accident maybe) and it starts all over again!

One story I can tell you from a long way back, one hot summer in the early 1990's, when my best friend and I, both weed our knickers one afternoon, when we had gone for a picnic in the forest on our bikes. That was when we both laughing too much. Do you know that feeling when you just can't stop and you don't even know what you are laughing about! It just becomes so infectious! In fact I still get that! It feels so good to laugh like that! The problem is from my point of view it can be a slightly wet experience! I can still remember all of a sudden, without warning, feeling a spurt and a trickle in my knickers and I said "Ooooh I've done a wee!" :o My best friend was still laughing and she said "Oh know... so have I!" which was most unlike her! Fortunately there was no one around in fact I may have even taken my knickers off to dry them as we cycled home!. When we went shopping I used to carry a spare pair just in case.

In terms of drops of wee on the ground, I've left them as I said out shopping, at a bus stop, at a party once, again through laughing too much and of course a wet patch on a chair at work once and in the cinema but then you heard them before! So on that note I 'll shut up an log off!! Unless any one else has got anything on the wee on the ground topic!!

Seeya

Holly x :)

[Estelle]

It's good to see your posts, Holly. I gather from some of the responses that you've been away too, along with one or two others. Perhaps its the sunstorms that have got us all going again!

You'll have gathered that I too am fascinated by signs of wetting on the ground. However, I like my signs to be more generous than a few spots. You must be more subtle than I am!

My two big turn-on signs are puddles and wee trails. I just love to see a girl sitting on a stone or concrete slope with a stream of wee coming from between her legs and running in a long thin trail down the slope. The longer the better. Do you know that song by Joni Mitchell, I forget its title;

(Can't remember the first line)
Didn't know I'd drunk such a lot
Till I pissed a tequila anaconda
The full length of the parking lot

As for puddles - well, no wetting photo is complete without a good puddle!

Estelle

[Finesse]

Hi Holly.

Personally I have pretty good control and have never left drops on the ground or something.....but its nice people are different :wink:

Anyway, a very litte short question, your friend....who it was very unlike to wet, how did she react...of course laughinh, but afterwords....I mean didnt she want to change or go home....or what did she do and react?

Hugs
Finesse

[wetfan]

Hello Holly!

Leave it to you to make something as boring as washing up into something exciting. That is very awesome! Seriously the world needs more ladies like you... mind you then I don't think any work would get done. :wink:

Take care

wetfan

[Holder]

Well, well, Holly

That bit about going to town when you were a teenager has convinced me that not only have I seen you, but also that I wrote one of my first stories on wet set about you!!!!

I don't still have it, but basically there was a group of about 5 girls hanging around in my town, about 16-19 I guess, and one in particular was wearing black hipster trousers.

There was a lot of glorious deperation on show, and she (you?) tended to hang back, legs crossed all the time, bouncing up and down regularly, all whilst they were looking in shop windows. One time she burst into laughter, thrust her arms through her legs and crouched down, motionless, looking down at herself for a good half minute. I only couldn't tell if she was wetting herself because it had been raining and the ground was wet, but I couldn't think of another explanation!

After this she tended to stay on her own, looking down at herself regularly, all the time with legs tightly crossed, and with a sly expression, seemingly making sure her friends couldn't see her. I was convinced she was letting the rest go slowly. After a while of this, she opened her legs, wiped down the inside of her trousers with her hands, returned to join the pack, and showed absolutely no sign of desperation whatsoever.

I'd put this at about 6 or 7 years ago - so, does it sound familiar? The only thing is, if it was you, I can't recall what you looked like due to my focus being elsewhere, but I'm racking my brains!!!

:lol:

x x x

Gary (Cxxxxx Lxxxxxx)

[Holly]

Hiya,

Thanks for all your replies. I'm racking my brains to think at that of that song Estelle, but yes I know exactly how she feels. I've been in that situation as well, so often! The thing is I normally try to wait which then, inevitably, turns into the desperate journey home and the threat my boyfriend or girl friend.... "If you don't stop the car, I'll wet your seat!!"

My musical tastes are not, shall we say so sophisticated as yours! By best ever concert this year was Robbie Williams this at Knebworth. I know.... you're probably thinking I'm really uncool, just a typical Essex girl.... I know. :oops: But me and my two best friends went on the Saturday night and we had a simply brilliant time. No problem with the car parking but the loos were horrendous!! ...so yes I had a wee between the cars in the car park! WT wants to know if I had a wee for Robbie in my knickers during the concert ......but I'm not letting on!... What do you think after seven hours!!!?? :wink:

Turning to the questions. Finesse. My friend, only wet herself a bit so she didn't change her knickers or anything. She just had a bit of an accident. It happens! But she was pretty disgusted with me! We were sitting on a big blanket and not only had I felt a spurt but it had also just lost control and I started to trickle in my knickers . What I should have done, I know, was to run away and squat in the bushes....(I'm afraid we had been drinking cider!!). But instead I just shifted myself about half a metre from the blanket and just did a wee straight through my knickers, sitting down! And to be honest I loved it.... but she thought I was gross. So she made me take them off and then I rode home with no knickers on...........another nice feeling........with my white yellow stained knickers in the metal basket on the front of my bike. I just didn't care!!

And Gary........well well. Have you found me out??! Well seven years ago I was 18 but I think I stopped going to town regularly on a saturday when I was about 17 or 18 so it could have been me. Maybe not. I think I used to wear skirts these days more than black hipster trousers and I definitely had this accident when I was wearing a skirt. Perhaps there's another girl who does what I do. I'm sure I'm not alone. I think this fetsih is more popular than we realise. It's just that I'm brave enough to write about it....I suppose! (DTR in *****G!)

And finally....Wetfan My oldest 'wet' cyberpal. It's lovely to hear from you. You take care as well.

Seeya later!

Holly x :)

[WT]

Uhhhh... OK :?

I think that I understand: you weed your knickers deliberately in front of your friend(s) when younger but now, having hidden yourself between the cars, you're not saying whether it was for Robbie Williams... hmmmm... :roll: :lol:

Heee, hee! :D Memo to self: get ticket for Knebworth car park as well as Lord's cricket test match!!! 8)

[Stanley]

Holly,

I like to wear a robe around home. After a day at work and having to be careful not to get caught short in a meeting or in a project I can't drop, I let my guard down and sometimes put off a pee if I'm enjoying a book or video. If I wait too long I'll sometimes leak a few drops on the way to the bathroom.

Way back living with Cathy before we were married I had a job around some very hot equipment. I’d drink gallons. Work started at a 4:45 AM so I got off at 1:15 PM. When I got home, I’d drink a beer on top of all the other water, and then take a nap so I could be awake for evening social activities. As the summer was hot I napped nude.

Cathy would check on me every so often. Sometimes my penis would drip and Cathy would wake me saying, “You have to go to the bathroom. Hurry!”

For her there was something magic about waiting 40 minutes. Whenever she had to wait over 40 minutes, she’d drip. As she nearly always wore guy’s jeans, it was a stain in her panties and nothing on the floor.

For her dripping or a little trickle was just part of waiting. She never got embarrassed about either of us leaking a few drops.

Stanley

[Steel City Cowboy]

Just over a week ago while making a delivery to a shop, one of the customers approached the owner to whom I was talking at the time and asked if he had a toilet that she could use. I've dreamt of moments like this. I turned to see a very good looking brunette, about 5"2' tall with a size 10 figure. She was wearing a denim skirt that was about 10cm above the knee, knee length leather boots and tights. She was holding her abdomen and by the look on her face was in quite a lot of discomfort. The shop owner fetched the key to the toilet and led her to the toilets which happened to be next to where my van was parked outside, so I followed :twisted: . I didn't see any spots on the ground, but I did see a couple of trickles down the inside of her right knee :D .

I was going to write this up as a full story next week if I had the time.

:shock: S C C Happy Wettings.

[Anonymous]

On holiday in Scotland as a kid with my mum, we were staying with her friends. They had two sons, one of which had just passed his driving test and I was about 11. He took me for a day out to the beach and a long walk along the coast path. I was too embarrassed to say I needed a wee and for about an hour, I kept control of little trickles that crept down my legs. After a bit I was desperate and sat on a rock pretending to enjoy the view. My bladder emptied spontaneously. The wee trickled down the rock and on to the sandy path and in the form of a river crept towards my friend. I kept up a conversation of inane quality, pretending nothing was happening. I have no idea if he noticed. He must have but maybe was too much of a gentleman to comment. My knickers and trousers were soaked. Nice while warm. Horrible after it went cold. It was the start of the fetish for wetting myself...................

[Holly]

Hi Stanley, Steel City Cowboy and lil. Thanks for the replies and contributions.

It 's funny how an experience on the beach is the one we often remember. I can remember weeing through my swimsuit when I was little. But it was when I decided to wet myself on a wall in public on a hot summers day on the beach, (no-one could actually see me do it but the puddle was very obvious!) because I couldn't wait and could be bothered to walk to the loos. It was honestly one of my biggest thrills ever. I can still remember the warm wee dripping out through my bikini and between my thighs and leaving two little streams and puddles on the concrete below the wall. I'll never forget that!!

Ho hum!

Holly x :wink:

[Anonymous]

Yes I have. There were a bird what come out the flicks a cupple of weeks back what ran round to the carpark and sqatted down between the cars. I never achely seed her pee but aftwards I followed the line of pee drops. They led me right to a big puddle! She must have been dieing to pee all threw a film. I had a wet drem that night but I dont spose you want to hear that

Resprects Wally

[Anonymous]

No, we dont.

Look at the title diphead.

This is a weting her pantys websit, not a "lets tel wanking storys" websyte.

Yu shuld have dun that wen in the scouts.

[Anonymous]

guest you ar a bastard too. Get stuffed. Im only being nice here and sods like you fuck things up big time.
You got fuck all else to to than be rude like crazyhorse?
No respectrs up yours Wally

[Fritz the Voyeur]

Methinks guest is the champion of hypocrasy here.
Is it not for getting our respective rocks off that we are here? To put it crudely, for a wank, either mental or physical?
As for the scouts, Mr Guest, you obviously know more about that than I. Lots of little boys camping together and all that. And you have the brass neck to slag of Mr Greenblatt, who after all is doing his best to contribute something here instead of throwing childish insults, hidden behind a totally unimaginative name as yours!
Do us a favour and foxtrot oscar will you!
Peace, Fritz

I know what you mean, Holly. When I am desperate, I usually don't lose it completely, but "little drops" do escape. I remember when I was a a student in Catholic School. We wore skirt uniforms and they never let us go when we had to. I can remember standing in line to be dismissed at the end of the day, when a few little drops would hit the wood floor. I always smushed at it with my feet to hide it.

Also, when I'd be sitting at my desk in a desperate state, I'd pull my skirt out from under my butt (we were always taught to tuck the skirt under the butt while sitting and not let it hang over the back of the chair). But, I'd know that if I was sitting on my skirt, it would get wet with little, unavoidable leaks. My chair was wet on several occasions, as was my underwear, but I managed to not let it get on my skirt.

I can still hear the sound of those pee drops hitting that wooden floor!

[Anonymous]

nice moon
if you had to go that bad did you ever just let go when you got out side.
also what type of unform did you wear [ skirt and shirt, or dress like with front panel and back strap's like cover all's]
do you know if any other girls leaked too.