Squirtalittlebit
Sun, 12 Mar 06, 9:33 PM
I fantasize about finding a very upstanding partner who maybe wears glasses to complete the effect. He and I get dressed up in some very nice slightly conservative clothing... very feminine for me. A pretty flirty skirt, nice top that's just sexy, but not revealing in any obvious way. My man is wearing a jacket and a tie that's not too tight.
Neither of us is religious because of our negative childhood upbringing, but in a way perhaps miss that routine of going to church purely for its idealism. Today we decide to go together, but both of us are feeling very naughty.
We choose a church that is quite pretty and has a fairly large congregation. We walk up the long steps together and dip our fingers in the holy water, make the sign of the cross and enter. We choose seats kind of in the middle over to one side. We genuflect and enter the pews.
It's a lovely morning and the sun is streaming in the stain glass windows. It's springtime and everyone is in a good mood and the singing is very pleasant. As the mass drones on I realize that I’ve had a bit too much coffee and then lots of water to get rid of that coffee breath. My partner has planned this and keeps looking down at me waiting for the squirming to begin. As we sit, kneel and stand it starts to be more and more difficult as my bladder is full and I’m squeezing my legs together. A tiny smile is sneaking across my partner’s face and I notice a bulge growing in his nicely pressed pants. I’m really beginning to become concerned as I look around at the proper people around me in their suits and dresses.
Suddenly as we stand from the kneeing position I can't quite hold it and a little squirt of pee escapes into my white lacey panties. Oops not pure anymore! And probably yellow to prove it! But the biggest problem is that once I pee even just a little it's so hard to stop going more and more!
My partner looks at me and sees my very red face. This just makes his bulge bigger! Some very proper ladies are suddenly aware that we are not paying attention to our prayers. Finally we sit for a bit and I cross my legs and get a bit of temporary relief. My partner gives me that questioning look and whispers, "should we leave now?" I whisper back that we should probably wait to escape during communion as not to cause everyone to notice. Just then I feel such an urgent pulse and have to squeeze my legs tighter. It's such a pretty skirt too, and everyone would notice if it were wet!!!
Just then it's time to stand... oooh I get up slowly, but ooops a small gush escapes, wets my panties and dribbles down my legs into my high heels! My partner gives me that excited, but sympathetic look. He knows that if we move right now and try to leave I’m going to piss all over the floor and everyone will see.
Ah we get to sit a little, but it's a bit hard to keep from squirming and another gush comes even though I’m squeezing my legs together! I’m sure my skirt is now wet too, not to mention the pew!
His bulge is now so obvious and it’s catching attention too. He blushes and looks at me giving me that look of resignation of the inevitable embarrassment. Finally communion time comes and row by row stands and takes their turn going to the front. Finally it's our row's turn and we stand, but it's too late. The rush comes and is streaming down my legs and splashing a little on the floor. The people behind us also notice my wet skirt. I'm trying so hard to hold as much as I can but it's useless. It just makes the peeing longer. I can’t hold it in, but can only control the streams flow! We get to the end of the pew and instead of turning for communion my partner steers me down and out! We get several shocked looks and a “tsk, tsk”.
Finally outside on the steps the rest just comes as I spread my legs apart. The relief is so nice. It was so hard to hold it that tears were running down my cheeks.
My partner knows from experience that I will now be very horney as he is and we decide to take advantage of the wet panties. We get to the car and decide to drive right home. I spread my legs and let him slide his hand up under my skirt and play with the wetness. He loves wet panties and is getting so turned on that he drives faster and faster! I am now much wetter because of my own juice, which has joined the wetness of the pee.
Suddenly he pulls off the main road and down a little side street to find a secluded spot. The car screeches to a halt and we jump out and he runs to my side yanking at his belt. He pushes me up against the car as I pull up my skirt revealing the soggy white lacey panties.
“Naughty, naughty” he tells me as he yanks his pants down and grabs one of my legs up. With the other hand he feels those soggy panties and pushes them against my pussy. It makes me want to explode right there and then, but I know more is coming!
Then he grabs the panties at the crotch and pulls and twists them aside to make room for his own very hard cock. I am so wet that it has no trouble sliding right in and he pushes way up adjusting me to fit him.
My eyes roll back with such extreme pleasure as he pushes firmly and more quickly. I explode and shudder while he holds me up and lets me enjoy. He lets me fully cum and then his pace gets faster and faster until he grabs his cock and pulls out. He knows how much I love to see him cum and he treats himself to squirting all over my pretty church clothes and face. It’s a perfect finish and we are limp and using the car to help us stand. I’m very messy with the peed panties and cum all over so we really need to get home now!
Neither of us is religious because of our negative childhood upbringing, but in a way perhaps miss that routine of going to church purely for its idealism. Today we decide to go together, but both of us are feeling very naughty.
We choose a church that is quite pretty and has a fairly large congregation. We walk up the long steps together and dip our fingers in the holy water, make the sign of the cross and enter. We choose seats kind of in the middle over to one side. We genuflect and enter the pews.
It's a lovely morning and the sun is streaming in the stain glass windows. It's springtime and everyone is in a good mood and the singing is very pleasant. As the mass drones on I realize that I’ve had a bit too much coffee and then lots of water to get rid of that coffee breath. My partner has planned this and keeps looking down at me waiting for the squirming to begin. As we sit, kneel and stand it starts to be more and more difficult as my bladder is full and I’m squeezing my legs together. A tiny smile is sneaking across my partner’s face and I notice a bulge growing in his nicely pressed pants. I’m really beginning to become concerned as I look around at the proper people around me in their suits and dresses.
Suddenly as we stand from the kneeing position I can't quite hold it and a little squirt of pee escapes into my white lacey panties. Oops not pure anymore! And probably yellow to prove it! But the biggest problem is that once I pee even just a little it's so hard to stop going more and more!
My partner looks at me and sees my very red face. This just makes his bulge bigger! Some very proper ladies are suddenly aware that we are not paying attention to our prayers. Finally we sit for a bit and I cross my legs and get a bit of temporary relief. My partner gives me that questioning look and whispers, "should we leave now?" I whisper back that we should probably wait to escape during communion as not to cause everyone to notice. Just then I feel such an urgent pulse and have to squeeze my legs tighter. It's such a pretty skirt too, and everyone would notice if it were wet!!!
Just then it's time to stand... oooh I get up slowly, but ooops a small gush escapes, wets my panties and dribbles down my legs into my high heels! My partner gives me that excited, but sympathetic look. He knows that if we move right now and try to leave I’m going to piss all over the floor and everyone will see.
Ah we get to sit a little, but it's a bit hard to keep from squirming and another gush comes even though I’m squeezing my legs together! I’m sure my skirt is now wet too, not to mention the pew!
His bulge is now so obvious and it’s catching attention too. He blushes and looks at me giving me that look of resignation of the inevitable embarrassment. Finally communion time comes and row by row stands and takes their turn going to the front. Finally it's our row's turn and we stand, but it's too late. The rush comes and is streaming down my legs and splashing a little on the floor. The people behind us also notice my wet skirt. I'm trying so hard to hold as much as I can but it's useless. It just makes the peeing longer. I can’t hold it in, but can only control the streams flow! We get to the end of the pew and instead of turning for communion my partner steers me down and out! We get several shocked looks and a “tsk, tsk”.
Finally outside on the steps the rest just comes as I spread my legs apart. The relief is so nice. It was so hard to hold it that tears were running down my cheeks.
My partner knows from experience that I will now be very horney as he is and we decide to take advantage of the wet panties. We get to the car and decide to drive right home. I spread my legs and let him slide his hand up under my skirt and play with the wetness. He loves wet panties and is getting so turned on that he drives faster and faster! I am now much wetter because of my own juice, which has joined the wetness of the pee.
Suddenly he pulls off the main road and down a little side street to find a secluded spot. The car screeches to a halt and we jump out and he runs to my side yanking at his belt. He pushes me up against the car as I pull up my skirt revealing the soggy white lacey panties.
“Naughty, naughty” he tells me as he yanks his pants down and grabs one of my legs up. With the other hand he feels those soggy panties and pushes them against my pussy. It makes me want to explode right there and then, but I know more is coming!
Then he grabs the panties at the crotch and pulls and twists them aside to make room for his own very hard cock. I am so wet that it has no trouble sliding right in and he pushes way up adjusting me to fit him.
My eyes roll back with such extreme pleasure as he pushes firmly and more quickly. I explode and shudder while he holds me up and lets me enjoy. He lets me fully cum and then his pace gets faster and faster until he grabs his cock and pulls out. He knows how much I love to see him cum and he treats himself to squirting all over my pretty church clothes and face. It’s a perfect finish and we are limp and using the car to help us stand. I’m very messy with the peed panties and cum all over so we really need to get home now!