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I want her on my lap, me telling her to keep holding, that Iâll let her go soon enough. But thereâs something she doesnât know; Iâm also very desperate, just as much as she is. I manage to keep my composure since Iâm distracted by her. âYouâre doing such a good job.â I say as I press her rock hard bladder. She whimpers and leaks just enough for her pants to get visibly wet. âNot yet.â I grab her crotch. âI really have to go.â She whines. âYouâre very smart, figure out a way to hold it.â I let go of her crotch. Almost immediately, I can see and feel her slowly grinding on my thigh, ashamed. I smirk, âYeah, thatâs it.â She increases speed, no longer ashamed, she probably thinks pissing on me is much more embarrassing than this. She keeps doing it continuously for a while, but I can see her get tired, slowing down until she suddenly stops. She sighs and closes her eyes, only to open them in surprise. She holds her crotch. âIâŠâ âYou what?â Iâm playing dumb, I want to hear her say it. âCan I just please, please go to the bathroom?â âTell me what happened.â âI⊠leaked pretty bad.â âBut you managed to hold it, didnât you?â âWell- yeah, but-â âAsk again when you actually canât stop it, love.â She whimpers. âRightâŠâ I press again. It doesnât feel as hard as before, but thereâs definitely a lot of piss in her. She continues grinding, holding her crotch, whining, whimpering, squirming⊠Doing about anything to hold it. âEep!â âHmm?â âThat was a big one- Ah! Again⊠Oh. Oh, no.â Sheâs peeing herself. It isnât continuous, though, theyâre big spurts with short breaks in between. These breaks are, of course, her cute little attempts to stop it. She gives in quickly and stops trying. I can see her bladder emptying, her expression of pure pleasure and relief. I can feel the warm and wetness all over me. It reminded me. âNgh-!â âWhatâs wrong?â Iâm jealous of her. I gotta go real bad. I look down, blushing. âWhy are you so shy all of thâŠâ She quickly gets it. Fuck, please no. Sheâs going to take her vengeance. She gently puts her palm on my bladder. âOh. I see~â âIâve been holding as long as you have.â âBut you havenât been through all the teasing, have you? Itâll be so fun since weâre both all wet already!â I whimper. I walked myself into this situation. She starts sucking on my neck, I quickly let out a spurt. She knows Iâm sensitive there. She whispers into my ear. âMy piss is going to get cold soon, care to warm us up, dear?â I shudder and dribble a bit. Sheâs not being merciful. I donât think sheâll have much of a chance to tease me, Iâm so close to pissing myself. âIs your bladder hurting yet?â She whispers as she places her palm on my bladder. âY- you donât even have to put your palm thereâŠâ âWhat was that?â She presses harder. I moan and let out a big, continuous spurt. âIt just got squishier! Itâs not fair to let out to relieve pressure, you know?â âBut I didnât-â She kisses me. We start making out. I still have to piss real, real bad. She runs her hands through my neck, down to my back, giving goosebumps and making me leak. âRelax.â She whispers. âNghâŠâ I do as she says. âOhhh, yes.â I moan as she smiles. Such a cascade gushing out from our already wet pants. âThanks for warming me up.â âYeah, yeah⊠no problemâŠâ I pant, still peeing as I said that.