Posted by donnie on May 28, 2001 at 20:40
Funny how things come up that jog your memory---
One time I met this girl that like others always liked to wear their Jeans as tight as possible showing every curve bump and bulge. Yes, the boys also, myself would wear Levis that were tight and you had that bulge in front so no one could dispute what you had and maybe how big to
A lot of the time you would just pick up a few buddies an a couple chicks and just ride around town and hit the burger joints and check on other buddies. Sometimes we would hit the drive-in shows especially on saturday or sunday nites in the summer. One saturday nite I did just that, with this one girl named Sharon. We had a few cokes and fries, burger and chips. At the end of the night, I hit the boys bathroom and took a pee. My girlfriend,Sharon just sat in the car waiting for me.
We set out for home afterwards and I took the long way home of course. Now Sharon and other girls would wear these boys jeans real real tight. In fact, she would put on her younger brothers levis, and get in the bathtub with water and sit there and soak them up good. Then she goes and wears them until they dry, sometimes overnight. The next day when you saw them, they were so tight you swear they were sewn on. She would wiggle that butt of hers and like to show off her lines.
So on the way home,its about 1:30 AM Im driving along the main highway when I notice she had her hand in her crotch and legs crunched together. I had one arm around her while driving and sort of noticed the movement and also rested my hand near her crotch. I went and took a turn out a country road that still led home but a bit longer. No homes, no lights,nothing but two lane blacktop going through the countryside rolling little dips and hills. In a little bit, Sharon says, "I have to pee pretty good, I should have gone back at the show, but I didnt want to."
"You think you can pull over someplace where there is room and I can get out and pee?" I said, sure. I continued along for a bit and found a dirt pull off the road. She is really clutching her crotch now and really very nervous. I stop the car, she jumps out and goes to the edge of the clearing along the road. I waited a few minutes and heard nothing and I said, "hey, Sharon, you alright?" She says, oh, "I need some help, can you come here a minute?" I jump out of the car walk over where she was half crouchin. "I cant get these jeans off, can you help me pull them?" Ok, so I just grabbed he waist qnd gave em a tug. Nope, nothing doing, they dont budge. I pull again and she pulls on the front and tries to unzip the fly, but nothing gives. She then wraps her arms around me and hugs me tight and Im still trying to yank down her pants. I guess they gave about 2 inches or so but thats it. Sharon goes, "oh noooo", Oh shit, I cant hold it not more, its coming out!~IM Peeing my panties" So as I stand there with my hand on her rear waistband and her squeezing me tight as hell, I hear a little hissing sound. Just for a second or two, and I feel her legs squeezed against my thighs and one hand then dropped to her crotch. Sharon was pissin her pants like mad! We just stood there in a embrace for a few minutes as she lost control of her bladder totally. In fact I sort of reached down her rear end and felt her backside and it was soaked all over. She sniffled a bit and said "oh shit" again. "I guess I shoudnt have worn these tonite, thats why I didnt go pee at the show. I had a hard time gettin them on and I knew Id be a long time in the bathroom so I thought I could wait. I didnt want others watching me.
Im standing there with this huge boner and rubbing aginst her wet jeans my pants are spotted. We go and get in the car, I put down on the seat the blanket we had at the show to keep the chill off and she sat on it. We rambled down the road again, and I said, oh, I got to pee now too myself. I said, "help me out there girl, so I can make it home." We had just hit town and of course the nite cops were all out patroling and no chance for an easy jump out and piss. Needless to say Sharon "helped me out" a great deal and although I didnt pee I did the other best thing. She just giggled a little and cleaned off on the blanket as we rode around town.
That was the last time I had out a chick with soaked-on levis and one that hadda make the potty. The other times I always lucked out with a gal in shorts and panties.
I thought everyone would enjoy this little true story from my past, by no means the last one of its kind. Anone else ever have a like experience? I got another one too but a little different.....later........Donnie
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