So, hereās yet another story. I swear this was gonna be posted last week, but I caught whiff of the ban, and that basically killed my mood. Still is kinda killed, but I felt like writing, soā¦
As yāall know, Angie and I moved into our apartment recently. We basically spend our off days unpacking everything, and we both work during the day/evening: she works as a secretary, and I currently for UPS. As such, by the time we get off work, weāre mentally/physically exhausted.
A couple Fridays ago, I got off of work extremely late and, out of frustration from the dayās events, just wanted a good fucking from my girlfriend. I scooped her out of the living room, basically threw her into the bedroom, had about an hour of sex/foreplay, and promptly fell asleep at about 10pm that night, and I woke up the next morning about 10 hours later.
Mind you, I didnāt wake up naturally. I was cuddling Angie (I was still feeling a bit on edge that night, so I basically climbed on top of her, wrapped my arms around her and fell asleep into her chest), and felt her trembling. Her legs shifted under me very slightly, as if she wasnāt trying to disturb me too much.
It clicked in my mind that she needed the bathroom, but was trying her damn hardest to let me sleep. Luckily for me, I didnāt lift my head to indicate that I was awake yet, and she knows that I typically fidget a lot in my sleep. So, with my eyes closed, I adjusted myself so that I was putting more pressure on her bladder, and my knees were in between her legs so that she couldnāt fully close them.
She squeaked, and then moaned. It sounded stifled, as if she was trying to keep quiet still. She wormed her other leg in between mine, wrapping both around my thigh for pressure. I guess I involuntarily stirred a bit, because I felt her freeze, and then trace circles on my back in a soothing way (she knows that it helps keep me relaxed whenever Iām stressed out). She started trembling again, and the tracing became more sporadic and feverish after a few minutes.
After what felt like ten minutes, she really started shaking, and I heard her muttering things like, āPlease wake up soon,ā or āFuck me, I need to go,ā and now I could tell just how desperate she was getting because every so often, she would very slightly curl into a ball, and then hug me just a bit more. Eventually she wormed a hand underneath me, trying to grab herself. At that moment I squeezed her harder, and I heard her say, āMierda, no puedo aguantarlo, lo voy a perderā. Fuck, I canāt hold it, Iām gonna lose it. I also felt her leak against my leg, as well as her grinding against it as if she was trying to cum.
Now, to keep my game going, I pretended to finally wake up. I yawned and lifted my head, stretching and deliberately putting more pressure on her bladder. āMorninā, baby,ā I said in the best sleepy voice I could do. I look at her face, and have to keep myself from making a sound as well: sheās biting her lip, her face is red as can be, and sheās shivering like sheās been left out in the cold for hours.
āMorning,ā she responded. āDid you sleep well?ā
I nod, wrapping my arms even tighter against her. āYes. Seems like you had a bit of a naughty dream,ā I said. āI think I felt you humping my leg, and my thigh feels a bit slick.ā
She only turned redder, and forced a sheepish grin. āAfter last night, I couldnāt control myself,ā she lied. āI never get to see you so animalistic, itās a huge turn on. I couldnāt help but dream about it.ā
Keep in mind that at this point, sheās casually grinding against my thigh again, and now I see that her hands are either shaking a bit or grabbing at the sheets, especially whenever a somewhat strong urge seemingly hits. I raised my eyebrow to her, silently questioning her movement.
Also, at this point in time she knew about my omo kink, but was still entirely shy about bringing it up around me or showing me that she needed to go (she admittedly told me when she surprised me when I came home from work before the move that it took her several days and many attempts to hold before to finally muster the courage). So for her, me knowing that she desperately needed to piss is utterly humiliating, which makes it so much more fun.
āCan I have my leg back?ā I asked. She moved her legs, and I sat up to a straddling position, putting just enough pressure on her bladder to make her a bit more desperate. She inhaled sharply, then I felt her fanning her legs a bit before remembering I was fully awake now. āAreā¦you not gonna get up?ā she asked, as she slowly crossed her legs. āYou know, to get ready for the day?ā
āI mean, I do kinda need to pee,ā I mention. āBut it can wait. I barely ever get time to you anymore, so Iām gonna enjoy it before I get out of bed.ā
I could see the panic in her eyes. āButā¦you slept for over 10 hours, you must be desperate now,ā she retorted. āYou have to drink a lot to keep hydrated all day in the sun, and you chugged an entire gatorade last night while we were fucking. Arenāt you full right now?ā
I was floored at the moment. She was really trying to hide her need to convince me of mine. A sinister thought came to mind, and I decided to follow along. I moaned softly, slipping a hand between my legs and clutching tightly. āYou know, I didnāt realize it was that long since Iāve gone,ā I say, openly squirming on top of her. āAnd I completely forgot how much I had to drink yesterday.ā
She nodded, trying to gently nudge me in the direction of the bathroom. āThen go, silly!ā she laughed.
I moved slowly, as if any moment could cause a leak. With my back turned to her, I could hear her squirming desperately, and Iām almost certain she grabbed herself for those few precious seconds. I pretended to stumble to the door, and the moment I was out of sight I paused against the wall to listen.
She moaned loudly, and I heard her climb to her feet, shuffling about. There was a few āshit, shit, shit!ā and āfuck, donāt take too longāās in there, before she recollected herself enough to seem presentable in front of me. Thatās when I dashed to the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. I managed to grab a cup from the kitchen before doing so, and poured water into it. Letting it dump slowly into the toilet, I made damn sure to let her know how good it felt. āFuck me, I really needed to go,ā I groaned loudly. āI didnāt even realize I had to go this badly, how the hell did I sleep so long on such a full bladder?ā
By this point, Angie was standing at the door of the bathroom, and I can see her hopping from foot to foot. I finally āfinishedā, flushed the toiletā¦and proceeded to undress, to hop into the shower.
āWhat are you doing?ā she called out, her voice visibly straining.
āI figured Iād hop in the shower since Iām in here already,ā I call back. The doorknob starts jiggling, and I can hear her leaning her body on the door.
āHow about you kill two birds with one stone and let me shower with you?ā she suggested. I pretend to not be able to hear her, and for the next ten minutes Iām washing myself and buying time. Finally, I decide to let her in after Iām done with the bathroom.
Wrapping up in a towel, I open the door. She was on her knees, both of her hands clutching at her crotch and her head bowed. I guess she didnāt notice me until it was too late, because she didnāt even attempt to hide it until I made a noise. āOh! I didnāt notice you there,ā she gasped, tearing her hands away.
She climbed to her feet, and her hands immediately were shaking hard in the air, while she shuffled very, very slightly from foot to foot. āLet me in? Please?ā she pleaded, before suddenly twisting her legs together.
I chuckled, leaning against the door frame. āBaby, I know you need to pee,ā I confessed. āYouāre moving around like youāre about to piss yourself.ā
She opened her mouth to retort, but buckled down, one hand flying to her crotch while the other attempted to push me aside. āOkay, I need to go! Please?ā
I shook my head. āNo, you can wait.ā
She shook hers too. āBaby, I feel like I can piss myself at any moment. Please, I canātā¦ā She paused, before suddenly throwing all of her weight at me. I wrapped my arms around her and spun us around, so that she was pinned against the wall.
āCanāt what?ā I smirked. I pushed a leg between hers.
She whimpered, and a few moments later her face turned redder while she sighed in relief as a cascade poured over my leg, pattering to the floor. She couldnāt hide the look of bliss on her face, and I couldāve sworn she was drooling by the end of it.
It lasted about a minute, and I had to hold her up because she almost fell a couple times. āLooks like I need to shower again,ā I grin, planting a kiss to her lips and trailing down to her neck while I undressed her. āAnd yes, you can shower with me this time.ā
