For Fucks Sake!

I had a friend at school we nicknamed ‘splat pants’…..or rather she nicknamed herself ‘splat-pants’. This was because when she became horny, there was no outwards sign…until she shifted position, when suddenly, splat! A glob of girl cum would hit her panties. 

And today, that was me! Oh I’m used to being wet…and having sudden increases in that wetness, but rarely, if ever, does it feel like my vagina had stored up a mouthful of girl cum and then, well, just spat it out! (Sorry…rather graphic, isn’t it?) 

By mid morning, I was on my third pair of panties before the simple thought “fuck this’ went through my mind. So, shrugging the ruined cotton of the latest pair from me, I took them down to the utility room and threw them, and my laundry into the washer/dryer. Commando it is, then. 

SLAP! Miss brain whacked me round the face. “Unless, of course, you want to play ‘young’ again?” Something in me leapt at the idea, but what Miss Brain had in mind would be more tricky to set up than one might think. 

I ran upstairs, leaking gently all the way until I gained my room. T shirt? Easy. Pleated blue skirt? No problem. Panties? Yes, yes! Tights? Oh for fucks sake! What a rummage it took! Into drawers seldom used. Finally, there, right at the back, and heaven only knows why I still have them….a packet of sanitary towels, the like of which I haven’t used since I was 12! I peeled the sticky back off it and slipped it into my panties. Pulling them up and feeling the pad against me felt….extraordinary! 

I felt both innocent and horny at the same time….virginal yet ‘knowing’. Now I could cream myself without needing to change panties every two minutes….I could enjoy that feeling that, perhaps, only girls know of globs of wetness leaving our bodies. (Yes, I know boys get wet too, and for all I know it’s a similar feeling for them.) 

Wandering around the house feeling my sanitary towel against me made me feel supremely horny. So horny in fact, I knew I would have to take care of business soon. 

And so to one of the guest bedrooms. Why? Because I wanted ‘unfamiliar’ surroundings for what would come next. Into the bathroom, and down onto the thick bathroom carpet. I spread my legs as I used to do years ago. I could pull my panties aside….and feel my pad! Oh, but I was ready! After only a few touches of my clit I felt that now, like back then, one more touch would take me there. That imminent ‘pee’ feeling welled up, and just as I tipped over into ecstasy, I let the pad slip back into place, and let what may happen happen. 

I definitely felt squirt….and I definitely felt a little pee….all of which was absorbed by my pad! This would be something I would do again! 

And again!