Eve's potty training
I’ve thought a lot about how I wanted to structure this blog and I came to the conclusion I wanted to do a series of “origin” stories first and then bit by bit catch up with my day to day adventures. It will help you, the reader, to more closely identify with me and understand where I’m coming from, providing a better experience in my opinion. There’s nothing worse than a movie where you don’t feel attached to the main character at all. Even if the plot is superb, the scenes are terrific and the acting is from another planet, if you don’t feel any bonds with the main character the movie will be average at best.
Invitation to a party
I was 18 and just graduated from high school. I never had any trouble passing my exams despite not investing a whole lot of time in studying either. I was the kind of girl with potential but I wasn’t invested enough to really shine. I decided to go study communication at the KU Leuven university combining it with my job as a promo girl. I had been doing that as a holiday and weekend job as a high school student and when I graduated they asked if I wanted to become a full employee. I always liked it a lot, it never felt like a real job to me so I didn’t even have to think twice about that. However, I did want to have at least some kind of a degree but I had no idea in what so I chose something generic like communications.
At this stage I had become less shy and came to accept my flat chested body. My self confidence was still on the low side but ever since my first holiday boyfriend from the previous blog post I knew there were at least some guys out there that liked me. That helped me in getting a couple more boyfriends during the years which in turn grew my confidence and washed away my biggest shyness. Mind you I was far from a confident vamp but at least I had basic social skills and would not be the “loner” in a group anymore. I was still shy but I could hide it well enough that no one would notice in standard situations.
I was still living with my parents but I had a dorm room in Leuven, the city where I studied. It’s only a good 30 km (20ish miles) away from my parents place so I returned home each weekend which was how most students did it too.
Usually going home meant the partying was over and it was time to behave again but this particular Friday I was eager to get home because I was invited to a BBQ by a girl friend of mine, Elisa. It was at her parents place and they were home too but they had a pool so it was a price we were all gladly willing to pay.
Pool pissing?
Once I got there Elisa and Hina were already in the pool, I was the second to arrive, changed into my bathing suit but didn’t go in the pool just yet. I always like to use the restroom before going in a pool cause I know I have a small bladder and being in the water will fill it up instantly. I was sporting a light coloured one piece swimming suit with legs. The suit had legs not all the way down but halfway my thighs (see picture below). I had my reasons to be wearing this rather prudish swimming suit. It fit my level of confidence at the time and more importantly I had a rather prominent bush down there. With a more conventional bikini bottom my pubes would have come peeping through at the sides. I occasionally trimmed it a little bit with a scissor but I did not shave so it wasn’t enough to hide everything in more sexy swimwear.
Before going to the toilet I decided to catch up with the girls a bit first so I helped myself to a glass of bubbles, laid out my towel and put myself at the side of the pool where Elisa and Hina were. People gradually started coming in, putting on their swimwear and joining the girls in the pool. Hearing all the water splash around and having my glass constantly refilled by friends and acquaintances, the feeling of having to pee grew but I could still hold it in and Elisa had some really juicy gossip so I didn’t want to miss that. After a while the girls in the pool starting to complain about having to pee too. Stephanie practically begged Elisa to allow them to pee in the pool but it was not allowed (can you believe that shit?). Apparently it was, and I’m quoting, “gross”. So one by one they were forced to get out of the pool to find a toilet. My will power to hold my pee was reaching its limit as well, it started to hurt so I knew it was time to find a toilet too.
Getting up from my towel had the feeling my bladder was about to explode so I made my way inside the house looking to relieve myself. I reached the toilet but the door was locked. Occupied. I knew there was another toilet in the bathroom so I made my way there but it was locked as well. Minutes went by and I started wondering how much longer I could still hold it. I started whimpering “Oh my god, oh my god” and started to panic. I was about to burst. As a last resort I wanted to try and go outside and go somewhere in the garden until suddenly I heard a door unlocking. The toilet was free! I rushed inside, totally ignoring the girl coming out the door, slammed the door shut, didn’t even lock it. I wasn’t even fully sitting down yet and the pee started gushing out instantly. Right. Through. My bathing suit. And I didn’t even care, the feeling of finally letting everything go was almost orgasmic. It was a necessary evil, there was no time to remove my swimsuit and I could not just pull it aside as it was a suit with legs, remember?
I felt a warm wet patch growing around my crotch and ass. Some of it making its way down to the leg part of my swimming suit. Even though I was soiling myself the warm wet patch sticking to my smooth skin was very soothing and comfortable. It felt really good, like being filled with intense joy, I still remember the moment as if it was yesterday. When I was done peeing I felt relieved but also started thinking about the consequences. This wet patch was pretty big and very visible. My clothes were in the garden and to get to them I had to pass pretty much everyone there. It was too big of a patch to try to dry and underneath was my now soaked bush so that wouldn’t help either.
One thing I had learned in the years after my anal accident (see first post) was to not try to hide your errors and be ashamed but to own up to your mistakes. So I decided to just strut outside not caring about my piss stained swimwear. The moment I made that decision and started to confidently walk outside felt incredibly empowering. I reached the garden and people started noticing the wet patch but didn’t say anything. I felt so sexy and feminine just keeping my composure, knowing they were staring at my wet piss patch. I even said “hi” to a cute guy which I normally never ever do. He actually responded, smiled and asked my name. We got talking to each other and at some point he asks what the deal was with my wet crotch. I joked that I thought he didn’t notice it and just told him the truth.
“Happens to the best of us but I am amazed by your confidence, Eve!”
“Funny you say that cause I usually am not very self-confident… even though now I am, I can’t really explain it. I was on my way to my clothes to get changed but then ran into you.”
“Maybe because you’re in a pretty embarrassing situation which you can’t escape so you decided to make the best of it?”
“Something like that yeah.”
“I’ll let you go get your clothes so you can get changed.”
“Actually, I think I’ll keep talking to you for a little bit longer if you don’t mind.”
He laughed and we hung out some more. I ended up getting his phone number. I never even ended up changing into my dry clothes and I loved every bit of it.
After that experience I started experimenting with peeing through my panties and swimwear more and more even if I could avoid it. I now thoroughly enjoy it as part of sex play or just whenever I’m feeling aroused. Sometimes intentionally in public as well (with a swimsuit or skirt, not with full pants on mind you). Somehow it makes me feel like a sexy powerful Goddess. The humiliation of people noticing makes me really aroused.
That was it for today, I hope you all enjoyed. I’m going to start my weekend with a bottle of wine I’ll share with my sister 😊 See you next time and wet dreams 😉
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