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Waking up Wet

An excerpt from Waking up Wet

Visions of wonder flowed thru her head: she was traveling down a sparkling stream in a white boat, gently pushed along by the current, and waterfalls splashed all around her, tripping laughingly down the rocky slopes of the green valley walls on either side, flowing into her little stream, spraying her with their refreshing mist. Even the boat had its own fountain at the bow, shooting a plume into the air that splattered on the noisily on the white wood deck and ran in rivulets out the scuppers. Some of its waters even snaked down toward her and curled around her bare toes.

Holly sat smiling in the sunny morning as she rocked gently down the stream. She wore nothing at all but a flimsy summer dress, open at the bodice to bare her beautiful breasts almost to the nipples, and cut high on her sun-browned thighs. She felt warm and alive and utterly free.

All the water made her feel the need to pee, and the deck was already flush with streams of sparkling liquid. So she raised her dress and spread her legs and let her pee spray out in a strong stream all over the deck, its yellow color mixing with the water and flowing away, out the scuppers. What a great relief it was to urinate so freely in the sunny afternoon!

But then, Holly felt a warm, wet sensation under her and turned to find that water from the fountain was running all along the railing now and flooding her seat. No matter, she thought, it would all wash away. But as she turned away again, she felt the hem of her dress to be moist and then felt something under her and moved to see what it was.

Still holding her dress up to her naked waist, Holly turned to find that she was sitting on a pair of soaking wet panties....

The pretty little blond woke slowly from her drunken dream and rubbed her face. She swayed drunkenly even only half-sitting and felt somehow that the dream hadn't ended. The bed felt wet. She felt wet. She felt between her legs and found her panties wet.

Oh, no! Oh no! She'd peed her panties... peed the bed! Everything was soaked!

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