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At The Grocery, Part 2
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At The Grocery - Pt. 2
As I reached the car and put my package down to get out my
keys. I must have inadvertently relaxed for a second,
because I felt a spurt of pee escape. I looked down and saw
a small dark spot appear at the crotch of my jeans and felt
the wetness in my panties. Suddenly I realized that I just
wasnt going to be able to hold on any more. I felt my
muscles begin to give way, and as I continued to look down I
saw the dark spot increasing in size and begin to slowly
spread out toward both legs. At the same time I felt the
warm flow as it spread through my cotton panties and into
the denim fabric. I couldnt believe it. I was actually
peeing in my jeans, and I couldnt stop myself.
I looked around quickly, but didnt see anyone else in sight.
At that point I decided I might as well just relax and let
it happen. The warmth continued to flood my panties, and
now I could feel it moving up my butt and down my legs. As
I let the flow increase, the dark area in my jeans began to
spread more quickly across the front and move down my legs
as well. In a few seconds, the golden liquid was flowing
from both bottoms, soaking my sandals and forming a puddle
on the asphalt. I had now stopped making any effort to hold
it back, and was definitely enjoying the warm wetness. It
was a feeling that was very erotic.
I stood there for about 20 seconds, just letting the pee
flow and enjoying the feeling. Eventually it reduced to a
trickle and then stopped. At that point I wasnt sure what
to do. Finally I went back to the trunk and took out a
beach towel I had kept there. I doubled it over and then
spread it out on the front seat of the car. I placed my
package next to me, and sat down on the towel. I could
almost feel the wetness soaking in as I drove off. As I
drove along I was feeling extremely excited, so much so that
I began rubbing myself through the crotch of my wet jeans. I
can just imagine what some trucker might have thought if one
had pulled alongside me at a light. However, by that time I
was so hot, I was past caring.
I got home and managed to get up to my apartment without
anyone seeing me. I peeled off my wet jeans, but left my
panties clinging to my body. Quickly I turned on the shower
and then sat down on the toilet. In a second I was rubbing
myself frantically through the soft wet fabric of my
panties. It felt wonderful. I began to recreate my
accident in my mind, imagining again the instant that I lost
control and the pee began to flow into my panties and jeans.
I tried to relax and in a few seconds I was rewarded with
another drizzle of pee soaking through my panties and
running between my now frantically moving fingers. My
excitement was now almost unbearable as I forced the wet
fabric back and forth over my swollen clit. Seconds later I
felt my body begin to tremble and my muscles spasm as the
waves of an intense orgasm washed over me. An involuntary
cry escaped from my lips as my back arched and then bucked.
Im sure it only lasted a few seconds, but time seemed to
have frozen. Finally as I began to come down, my body
relaxed, and a feeling of afterglow came over me.
(Continued)
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