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"How much farther?" she asked in a tense voice. "Oh, maybe
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twenty or thirty minutes" Sam replied, "Why, is something wrong?"
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Judy silently debated with herself before responding. They had
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just passed the place where Sam had made them stop last week on
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the way home from their Saturday night out. He had needed to
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urinate and couldn't wait till they got home. She now wished she
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hadn't teased him about it in front of their friends telling them
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all that he couldn't control his bladder that well. Her own
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bladder was rapidly reaching its limit in fact that last bump
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they had hit had caused the loss of a couple drops of urine into
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her panties.
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"Oh, no, everything is okay." she finally responded. "That's
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good," sam replied, "because if you think I'm stopping to let you
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pee after the way you humiliated me last week, you'd better think
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again." They took turns drinking and staying sober on these
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nights as it was an hour drive from the dance hall and bar they
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liked to go to the apartment they shared. Tonight Judy had had a
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little more beer than usual, and was feeling really great, she
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usually got quite aroused when she was drinking, and this was no
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exception; but she was afraid she might not make it home with out
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having an accident if she couldn't convince Sam to stop so she
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could go alongside the road.
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About 5 minutes later Judy pleaded, "Sam, could you please
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stop, I really have to pee badly! You wouldn't want me to wet the
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seat of your truck, would you?
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"If you do, you'll have to clean it up when we get home, but
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I told you we're not stopping!" Sam exclaimed.
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"Could you hurry then," Judy begged, "My panties are already
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damp. "How much longer till we get home?
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"At least ten minutes," Sam responded, "Where do you think I
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could stop anyway? "We passed the last parking area twenty
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minutes ago. If I stop now you'll be visible to every car that
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goes by. "Is that what you want to do pee in front of all the
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people going down the road?"
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Judy sat silently with her legs firmly crossed, wishing that
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she had gone again just before they left; there had been a long
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line and she was anxious to get home and make love. Finally she
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said, "Stop, I'll wait till no one is coming, then go quickly.
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"Please, I'm sorry I made fun of you last weekend. "I guess it'll
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be my own fault if you do it to me."
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Sam slowed the truck and said, "I really don't know why, I'm
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doing this, I really should make you wait." He pulled to a stop
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on the shoulder. There was no vegetation or other shelter and
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there was a line of cars coming both ways.
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The pressure in Sally's bladder was really bad now, The
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thought of going only made it worse as she watched the cars
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coming. When a break finally came she opened the door and slid
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down. "Damn," she muttered as she slid out of the truck, In
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climbing down another spurt of urine soaked the crotch of her
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underpants. As she started to pull up her skirt another car came
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down the road highlighting her alongside the truck. She decided
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to wait for this one, but if another came she was going no matter
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who saw her. Just then she felt a spasm in her now overdistended
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bladder and a stream started running down the inside of her thigh
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as her panties were no longer able to absorb it. She struggled to
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stop it but it was no use as a torrent ran down from between her
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legs. She was sure the approaching car could see but there was
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nothing she could do now! She was so embarrassed when she finally
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was able to stop, that she just pulled off her soaking wet
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underpants and jumped back in the truck. She still needed to go
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more but could wait a while now.
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"Did you change your mind," Sam asked, as she climbed back
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in the truck, "Why did you throw away your panties anyway?"
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"I guess I went standing up like you did last week!, she
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replied, "But I'm not really equipped to do it that way and my
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panties were soaked. "I Guess my shoes and legs are too," she
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stated as Sam reached over to feel her urine soaked thighs.
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Suddenly she realized her arousal was becoming more intense,
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increased rather than decreased by the humiliating experience she
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had just undergone.
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"I wish I could have felt the stream as you let go" Sam
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mused, "That would have been a real turn on for me." He turned
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the truck into the parking lot of their apartment, and reached
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over to kiss her and run his hand over her still soaked crotch.
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"Lets get inside and into bed; at least I won't have to wait for
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you to use the bathroom before going to bed. As they went in he
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grabbed a towel and dried her legs and helped her remove her
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clothes as she felt her passion rise when he rubbed her crotch.
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Soon they were in each others arms on the bed, Sally tried
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to ignore the resuming pressure in her bladder as she responded
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to the attention he was giving her! As his mouth traced a path
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from her breasts to her again dampening pussy she lost all
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thoughts of her bladder as he brought her to increasing arousal
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with his tongue, suddenly as she was going into the pleasure
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spasms of orgasm, she realized with each spasm she was releasing
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a spurt of warm urine. Sam never slowed as he drank deeply from
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her flowing fountain.
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Afterwards as they relaxed in the bed, Sam said. "Next time
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you need to pee before sex, DON'T! That was the best ever.
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Surprising herself Sally had to agree.
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