Wetting my bed in my ballgown
Apr. 26th, 2019 11:33 amI often get home too tired to undress and shower before going to bed. Especially after clubbing when I get in at five and have to be up by seven.
Going to bed tired is always a bad thing for me because I find it hard to resist the temptation to just do at least a little wee in the bed before I go to sleep.
One memorable night which wasn't a clubbing night I had been out for a Friday evening soirée at a wine bar wearing my ball gown for a change. It is nice to wear something that is not black when I go out, and my turquoise ball gown which I inherited from my auntie was quite a contrast to the rest of my wardrobe.
Having flouncy underskirts meant that it being turquoise was not a problem as long as I did not sit down. I could stand and pee down my legs as much as I liked without the dress showing any sign of wetness on the outside - just the underskirt where it touched my legs was all that got wet - and only I knew that!
The evening went on to very late and I was enjoying chatting, and drinking, and peeing down my legs right up to closing time which must have been around four in the morning.
I got home intending to undress and shower before bed, but really could not be bothered so just climbed in to bed fully dressed knowing that I could shower when I got up.
Snuggling under the covers I felt the dampness of of the flouncy underskirt on my legs. Inevitably in my tired state I thought "Just a little spurt won't hurt to warm it up a little."
Straight away as usually happens in this situation, before I had a chance to rationalise and change my mind I just lay there on my back and gently released a short five second spurt. My pee felt delicious as it ran down and soaked in to the flouncy underskirt and warmed the back of my legs.
Normally I would have peed before going to bed but not this time. The last time I had peed was in the wine bar when I forced out the last of my pee down my legs letting it soak away in to the dark carpet for a minute or so before I said goodbye - my stomach was still full of cola as I had been drinking right up to the end!
Of course the back of my legs were now nice and warm - But my flouncy underskirt was wet all the way round and the sides and tops of my legs were still feeling the cold dampness. I quickly rolled on to my side and released another short spurt. It felt quite delicious as it ran over my thigh before soaking in to the flouncy underskirt.
I let it soak in for a bit before turning over and doing the same on the other side. I was hoping that I had enough pee left to properly warm up my underskirt so I could get to sleep in comfort.
Finally I rolled on to my front and let out another spurt thankful that I still had enough pee for the full five seconds.
I just lay there on my front for a bit as my pee soaked in. I now felt lovely and warm all around from my waist down to my knees, but below still felt a little cold and damp.
Now on autopilot I knew what I had to do - Still on my front I pulled myself up on to my knees and just released my bladder full blast for five seconds. I felt my warm pee spraying on my legs all the way down to my feet. It felt good. A few seconds later I did it again - it really felt that good!
I turned back over on to my back and relished the warmth that was now caressing my legs and my bottom. It felt really nice. I felt really comforted. I felt I could now go to sleep.
For some reason I could not go to sleep. I had a nagging tingle in my bladder - the nagging tingle I get when my pee is interrupted. Just another little spurt won't hurt I thought. Straight away just lying on my back I released another gentle spurt.
My bladder was still tingling and now my feet were starting to feel a bit left out. When I pee standing I love the progression as my pee makes its way down my legs, down my thighs, passing the back of my knees, down the back of my calves all the way to my feet.
I laid back and pulled my knees up so my feet were drawn up under my dress almost touching my bottom and peed again. This time another full blast spurt for five seconds to soak my feet. It felt delicious as my my pee splattered on my feet warming them up nicely.
I lay there for a few minutes before I pushed my feet back down to the bottom of the bed.
It felt good being caressed by the warmth and wetness of my dress. I began to realise that I had released quite a lot of pee in to my dress now. I was sure that my bladder must be almost empty. I relaxed and let my pee flow until I was empty.
The next thing I knew was the sun streaming in the window as I woke up. Immediately I was aware of how wet I was. I was expecting to be dry - I usually do pee a little when I go to be fully dressed, and it has dried by morning with any excess soaking away in to my mattress.
I felt my cold damp dress clinging to me as I moved. The dampness half way up my back and down to my feet. I gingerly lifted the duvet - my dress was soaked all the way through to the front, the turquoise now much darker with the odd light patch. I felt underneath my bottom and the inevitable soaked bedding.
I was pretty wet, I was not going to get much wetter, I needed to pee. I relaxed and just released my morning pee straight into my dress and let it soak through into the mattress. It was not the worlds biggest morning pee, but it felt nice to just be lying there in bed and doing it.
I had peed now so there was no urgency to get up. I just lay there savouring at first the warmth, and then the wetness. After an hour I got up carefully, inspecting my dress for how much I had wet it, then I walked to the shower with pee dripping off my dress on to my feet and the carpet.
I showered fully dressed, peeling off my ballgown in the process, before hanging my ballgown up to dry and going back to inspect the bed.
I left the duvet off my bed so the sheet and mattress would have a chance to dry and had a quiet Saturday. When it was bedtime my bed was still a little damp, but I did not worry too much since it reminded me of how much I had enjoyed the previous evening and night. I slept well.
My turquoise ballgown was never quite the same.
PP
Going to bed tired is always a bad thing for me because I find it hard to resist the temptation to just do at least a little wee in the bed before I go to sleep.
One memorable night which wasn't a clubbing night I had been out for a Friday evening soirée at a wine bar wearing my ball gown for a change. It is nice to wear something that is not black when I go out, and my turquoise ball gown which I inherited from my auntie was quite a contrast to the rest of my wardrobe.
Having flouncy underskirts meant that it being turquoise was not a problem as long as I did not sit down. I could stand and pee down my legs as much as I liked without the dress showing any sign of wetness on the outside - just the underskirt where it touched my legs was all that got wet - and only I knew that!
The evening went on to very late and I was enjoying chatting, and drinking, and peeing down my legs right up to closing time which must have been around four in the morning.
I got home intending to undress and shower before bed, but really could not be bothered so just climbed in to bed fully dressed knowing that I could shower when I got up.
Snuggling under the covers I felt the dampness of of the flouncy underskirt on my legs. Inevitably in my tired state I thought "Just a little spurt won't hurt to warm it up a little."
Straight away as usually happens in this situation, before I had a chance to rationalise and change my mind I just lay there on my back and gently released a short five second spurt. My pee felt delicious as it ran down and soaked in to the flouncy underskirt and warmed the back of my legs.
Normally I would have peed before going to bed but not this time. The last time I had peed was in the wine bar when I forced out the last of my pee down my legs letting it soak away in to the dark carpet for a minute or so before I said goodbye - my stomach was still full of cola as I had been drinking right up to the end!
Of course the back of my legs were now nice and warm - But my flouncy underskirt was wet all the way round and the sides and tops of my legs were still feeling the cold dampness. I quickly rolled on to my side and released another short spurt. It felt quite delicious as it ran over my thigh before soaking in to the flouncy underskirt.
I let it soak in for a bit before turning over and doing the same on the other side. I was hoping that I had enough pee left to properly warm up my underskirt so I could get to sleep in comfort.
Finally I rolled on to my front and let out another spurt thankful that I still had enough pee for the full five seconds.
I just lay there on my front for a bit as my pee soaked in. I now felt lovely and warm all around from my waist down to my knees, but below still felt a little cold and damp.
Now on autopilot I knew what I had to do - Still on my front I pulled myself up on to my knees and just released my bladder full blast for five seconds. I felt my warm pee spraying on my legs all the way down to my feet. It felt good. A few seconds later I did it again - it really felt that good!
I turned back over on to my back and relished the warmth that was now caressing my legs and my bottom. It felt really nice. I felt really comforted. I felt I could now go to sleep.
For some reason I could not go to sleep. I had a nagging tingle in my bladder - the nagging tingle I get when my pee is interrupted. Just another little spurt won't hurt I thought. Straight away just lying on my back I released another gentle spurt.
My bladder was still tingling and now my feet were starting to feel a bit left out. When I pee standing I love the progression as my pee makes its way down my legs, down my thighs, passing the back of my knees, down the back of my calves all the way to my feet.
I laid back and pulled my knees up so my feet were drawn up under my dress almost touching my bottom and peed again. This time another full blast spurt for five seconds to soak my feet. It felt delicious as my my pee splattered on my feet warming them up nicely.
I lay there for a few minutes before I pushed my feet back down to the bottom of the bed.
It felt good being caressed by the warmth and wetness of my dress. I began to realise that I had released quite a lot of pee in to my dress now. I was sure that my bladder must be almost empty. I relaxed and let my pee flow until I was empty.
The next thing I knew was the sun streaming in the window as I woke up. Immediately I was aware of how wet I was. I was expecting to be dry - I usually do pee a little when I go to be fully dressed, and it has dried by morning with any excess soaking away in to my mattress.
I felt my cold damp dress clinging to me as I moved. The dampness half way up my back and down to my feet. I gingerly lifted the duvet - my dress was soaked all the way through to the front, the turquoise now much darker with the odd light patch. I felt underneath my bottom and the inevitable soaked bedding.
I was pretty wet, I was not going to get much wetter, I needed to pee. I relaxed and just released my morning pee straight into my dress and let it soak through into the mattress. It was not the worlds biggest morning pee, but it felt nice to just be lying there in bed and doing it.
I had peed now so there was no urgency to get up. I just lay there savouring at first the warmth, and then the wetness. After an hour I got up carefully, inspecting my dress for how much I had wet it, then I walked to the shower with pee dripping off my dress on to my feet and the carpet.
I showered fully dressed, peeling off my ballgown in the process, before hanging my ballgown up to dry and going back to inspect the bed.
I left the duvet off my bed so the sheet and mattress would have a chance to dry and had a quiet Saturday. When it was bedtime my bed was still a little damp, but I did not worry too much since it reminded me of how much I had enjoyed the previous evening and night. I slept well.
My turquoise ballgown was never quite the same.
PP