This is true. It happened only last Friday night and came about from a hen night and partly from the odd story I have read here. Enjoy... I certainly did.
Helen's hen night was everything a good hen night should be. A group of girls being outrageous and a couple of male strippers into the bargain! At one point in the evening, we had calmed down a little. Claire was in the bathroom and had turned throwing up into an olympic event, and Sarah, Helen and me were in her room chilling after a really good night out. The talk, inevitably turned to sex and Helen's plans for her wedding night. She told us that there were things her fiance' really liked.
For one, he wanted anal sex with Helen. What he didn't know is that Helen loves anal, but she hasn't done it with him yet! The other thing is that he loves watching her pee. I have heard of this before but didn't see much in it myself. Then Helen said, 'What he likes is when I pee on him, but what really turns ME on is when I pee in my own panties.' A little more talk revealed that sometimes Helen will deliberately wet herself and sometimes, if she is in the right mood, it can even bring her off.
Anyway, I needed to be getting home and as I sat on the train, I became aware that I needed a pee. As usual, the train toilets were out of order. I live in a fairly remote village in the UK and the trains that service it run through the night, but are only two carriages long. That means only two toilets. So as I jolted my way home, I began to feel really desperate. Then I remembered what Helen had told us and I could see that there were similarities between horny and needing to pee. I was also thinking about her fiance' shagging her on Saturday night. Anal has always been something I have been fascinated with. Never tried it yet, but I do finger my ass when I masturbate and I LOVE my boyfriend doing it to me.
I was kind of dozing too and in my mind I just saw Helen on all fours just at the moment when her new husband shoots his load. It was very horny and I was certainly getting wet. Finally the train arrived and I got out. The cold air hit me and I knew it was going to be a long and uncomfortable walk home. A few steps from the station I knew I wasn't going to make it and that is when I had the idea of trying what I will call from now on a 'Helen'. I found a deserted little lane and headed off down it. All the time I was thinking of Helen with Steve and getting horny as anything. Then, I hitched my skirt up and squatted down. The cold evening air actually stung my wetness through my knickers. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and holy SHIT. Suddenly I was peeing in my own knickers. I felt the warmth and wetness spread and then I stopped myself. I kept stopping and starting like Helen had described until it almost hurt and then I let it all go... AND had the most tremendous orgasm ever!
I took my soaked knickers off and threw them into the undergrowth and walked home naked beneath my skirt. When I got to bed, I frigged myself silly. This time I was thinking about what Helen said about peeing on her fiance, except, I was imagining her peeing on my breasts and it running down my tummy and over my pussy. I must have cum four or five times. Maybe I can get Helen to fool around with me? You never know eh?