I Have Just Been Censored By Experience Project

Don't worry most of these places hired Facebook and Flickr content censorship nuns by the busful...

I Have a Confession
When I was in the sixth form at school, we moved into a new site and for the first time, the stsudents were allowed to park in the car park. I had been flirting with Chrisie who had become very excited about my tendency to lose my underwear. It was a sure fire way to turn her on, inevitably leading to a kiss and a cuddle, and usually more. Well, one day after a chemistry lab class, I was walking across the carpark, still wearing my lab coat, when I spotted Chrissie's mum's car. Realising she must have borrowed it for the day, I looked around to make sure no one was looking, then slipped my hands under my lab coat and skirt, hooked my thumbs into the hem of my knix and slid them down my thighs. Another quick glance around, then I lifted first my left foot, then my right, stepping out of the tiny garment and feeling so much better for it. Then, with a grin pulling my face tight and my imagination running wild, I trapped my knickers under one windscreen wiper and I kissed the windscreen, leaving a big, sloppy, lipstick mark.I couldn't wait till we met later. I imagined what Chrissie's face would be like when she found my gift and I simply had to go to ground in the girls'toilets for a while. It was a new school so the toilets were clean and fresh, but the stall doors were thin with gaps round the edge. Still in my lab coat, I sat back on the seat and let my knees drift apart. With Chrissie's face in my mind's eye, I slowly stroked between my knees, feeling the tingle in my thighs creeping higher as my fingers scratched lightly across my sensitive, smooth skin. I let my head fall backwards, eyes closed, and I heard a door bang and laughter as more people came in; it must be break time. I gasped as my fingers found my wetness and began to work their magic. The noise of other girls was all around me; giggling, laughing, screaming and chattering loudly; doors banging and water running. Water running... I needed a pee but I wasn't going to stop now. I could feel the first stirrings deep in my tummy, but this felt somehow... different. Different place, different 'itch'; like my womanly places wanted to sneeze. A tension like I'd never felt before... excruciating, ecstatic, like I could hardly bare to keep touching myself.Then it happened... in the next cubicle, the door banged. "Christ, I need a pee", she shouted to her friend. It was a young voice, a lot younger than me. I felt a lurch in my tummy. "God... I wet my knickers in maths". Another somersault... a dam was about to burst. Then... The sound of her flow, strong and sure; a torrent streaming over the hillside and into the lake below. "Fucccccck!"The waves of my climax broke mercilessly, wracking through my body, pulse after pulse, stronger and stronger... but... something was different; pee, I needed to pee; Christ, I couldn't and between my legs the pleasure felt like pain; delicious, delightful pain. Pain that said I was going to burts, to pop like a balloon. Stronger and stronger contractions; eyes tight shut, head back and just as I thought I would die, my scream escaped with my pee; uncontrolable jets with every pulse of my muscles until I sat there, drained, used-up, satisfied and utterly, utterly shocked.I opened my eyes not knowing what had happened. Through the gap in the door I saw four wide eyes peeping in, then running off in fits of giggles. No, i didn't know what had just happened, but I knew I wanted more.When I saw Chrissie, she was driving out of the carpark. She waved and stopped to pick me up. Seeing the look on my face, she said, "What?" in an inquisitive way, "You look like you were expecting something".I pouted, letting her see I was disappointed. "Didn't you like my present?", I asked."What present?"What present? I explained."Cee... you didn't leave your knix on my car!", she said. OMG! I got back to the carpark just in time to see Mr Dixon, my Form tutor, standing by his car with my knickers in his hand looking puzzled. What to do? Run? Hide?In my mind's eye, I walked over to him, brash and confident, and plucked the scrap of material out of his hand saying, "Sorry Sir, wrong car!" In the real world, I curled up in a heap in Chrissie's car and hoped the ground would open up and swallow me. It was then thet Chrissie took my hand and guided it under her skirt... "But I have a present for you too", she said...

its gone mad with censorship things that were once perfectly acceptable and not breaking any rules are now being censored.
EP just keeps going downhill and the result is people are just not putting up stuff like they used to.

In the past you might write a thread and it would be right down within hours now you can write something and it will be near the top for days.
If they don't get their act together people will atop bothering with EP

LOL - you were busted for that? If it's any consolation, I was censored for a 'read before you add me to your circle' note where I listed several things I was not into and if that's what you're interested in, then please don't....

i've had my profile blocked by EP so many times. Ridiculous.

Damn ep allie she ruins all your best stories!

Such a wonderful story! Fuck EP Allie for removing it.

Omgoodness....
man....
I missed the pictures you paint woman :-)

Agent Allie would suck, if she existed.

wow and why girl

Is she Fri gid?

That is sad.