Retro Cascade - The 90s Golden Showers Magazine.
Watersports Pissing, Panties & Knicker Wetting Stories Mag.

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Below is a story extract of one of the Cascade contributions included in one of our Retro Cascade magazines called 'Knicker Wetting Stories'. There's a link at the end if you wish to buy 'Knicker Wetting Stories' in Cascade's 'Wet Compilations No1'

The girl, Joanne, thinks to herself, also as usual, "why didn't I go pee when I dropped X off?" and as usual, she doesn't have a good answer. But the girl really has to pee badly. She's wearing a skirt (blue?), pretty short and white cotton panties with a lace panel on the front. The ten minute drive seems to take longer since Joanne has to go so badly and seemingly so suddenly. By the time she gets to the parking structure dying to piss, although she hasn't (yet) dribbled at all. But Joanne's desperate to pee. But once out of the car she can't really control herself any longer. Joanne has to walk down the stairs, across a yard, up a ramp, through a longish hallway before she gets to even the first bathroom. The walk takes perhaps 2 minutes, but standing up is harder to control herself than sitting. On the stairs Joanne feels the first sign of loosing control and she stops and contracts the bladder muscles, but as always in doing this she releases a small spurt of pee. This happens also at the foot of the stairs. As Joanne walks she's really afraid and won't be able to control herself and have a massive wetting accident, but manages to avoid it. While walking she's only able to control herself by contracting the bladder muscles, but each time Joanne releases a little more warm pee into her panties. By the time she reaches the building she's walking more slowly and trying to push her legs together to keep from wetting the pretty panties completely, but this slows things down.

Each time Joanne tries to hold back what feels like a dangerous flood, she slows down even more. Once inside the building and contracts her muscles - and this time feels the hot pee begin to run down the insides of her thighs. It feels warm, but Joanne's panicking that she will leave a trail of wetness for all to see. She doesn't but is still afraid of totally losing control and having a major wetting accident in the hallway before getting to the toilet. Finally after two more spurts through her panties Joanne makes it to the toilet, but by now the pretty panties are totally saturated with warm pee and the insides of her legs are wet almost to the knees. Dashing to the toilet stall and pulling the wet panties down, Joanne sits down and finally releases the pent up bladder full of pee. Her panties are just above her knees, their crotch spread out and still almost dripping. Joanne looks at them, the yellow pee discolouring the lovely pretty cotton panties. She rubs at them with toilet paper, absorbing some of the pee, but leaving them still soaking.

Joanne says she thinks of me and how turned on I would be if I was watching. She pulls up the soggy wet panties, feeling their now cold wetness, thinking about how this happens so much.
"Why can't I learn to go and pee even when it's not urgent?" Joanne asks herself. She feels the wet panties against her walking down the hallway, thinking of how she once spoke at a meeting with soaking panties on.
Joanne had doubled checked her skirt to make sure it wasn't wet. By the time she gets home the panties have dried, but it's clear form the large yellow stain that Joanne had had a wetting accident.

[Note: At her house a few times in the bathroom I did indeed see that many stained panties had been peed in.]
Having finished shopping at Wall Mart with her son X, they are wheeling out their things. Getting close to the car Joanne realizes, as usual, she has to pee urgently. All of a sudden she can't wait much longer and as Joanne begins to put the things in the back of the car she feels the first little spurt soak into the white cotton panties, she tries to keep her legs tightly closed, holding on, trying to stay in control, but quickly feels another warm spurt.

Joanne's thinking what to do, deciding she can't leave X alone in the car and hasn't yet unloaded the bags. Another uncontrollable dribble begins to soak her blue jeans. She has on a long, oversized sweater which goes right down, covering her wetness, but feels desperate. X is standing next to Joanne who says, "X, hurry, I've got to put these bags in the car, I'm peeing in my pants. Oh, I can't control it..." as another spurt this time soaks the insides of the lovely thighs and still hasn't finished loading the car and is by now, having one spurt almost run as it were, into the next but still controlling it enough and not really peeing a steady stream, but she can feel the insides of the jeans getting wetter and wetter.

Joanne wonders if she's peeing right on the ground.
"Oh, X, I'm so embarrassed..." she said while glancing furtively around to see if other people might be looking and feeling herself turning red with embarrassment.
"Mom, can't you stop? I can't see anything wet, are you still wetting?" asks X, all the while looking at his mother's covered crotch and legs.
Joanne is still wetting herself bit by bit as she finishes putting in the bags and slams the door.
"X, come with me, we have to go back to the store so I can use the bathroom. Quick, oh no, I still can't hold it in..."
As one final, but very large spurt soaks her jeans again, Joanne feels the warm pee soaking slowly up the lower part of her ass and slowly creep down to soak the jean's legs. While the sweater covers the wet jeans, she doesn't dare look or feel exactly how wet she is and doesn't know that no one can see the wet pants.
Holding X's hand, they walk quickly, now barely in control, to the store. Joanne's in such a hurry, thinking that any moment she'll begin peeing again, or worse, totally flooding the jeans with everybody watching. The guard was at the door checking membership cards.
"I was just in, remember me?"
The guard looks blank. "I have to get one more thing and I really have to use the toilet desperately. I was only just in a few minutes ago."
The guard smiles and lets them go in. Joanne is sure everybody can see the big wet piss patch and feels more and more flushed.
Joanne gets to the bathroom leaving X just outside and runs in just as another large spurt escapes.
She pulls the wet jeans and soaking, dripping white cotton ......

Excerpt from Knicker Wetting Stories (Cascade WC1) by Aquavite

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Retro Cascade - The 90s Golden Showers Magazine. Watersports Pissing, Panties & Knicker Wetting Stories Mag.

Below is a story extract of one of the Cascade contributions included in one of our Retro Cascade magazines called 'Knicker Wetting Stories'. There's a link at the end if you wish to buy 'Knicker Wetting Stories' in Cascade's 'Wet Compilations No1'

Retro Cascade - The 90s Golden Showers Magazine.
Watersports Pissing, Panties & Knicker Wetting Stories Mag.