Emma'S First Date...It had been a long and busy week at work, culminating with a seriously busy day and the last thing Emma wanted to do was get ready and go out on a date, let alone a blind date. But since her friends had gone to the trouble of organising it she felt she should oblige. She rushed in from work glancing at the clock as she did, she would be late if she didn’t hurry. She kicked off her shoes and undressed on the way to the bathroom, turned on the shower and brushed her teeth as it warmed up.
She jumped into the shower and enjoyed the warm soothing water running down her tired body, she wriggled her toes as the warm water pooled around her aching feet and took a deep breath and began to relax a little. As Emma turned to face the stream of water she wriggled and crossed her legs, she needed to pee and the urge to let go in the shower was almost overwhelming but she resisted.
She had just finished washing the conditioner out of her hair when the buzzer to the flat went crazy, she quickly washed and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her as she answered the entry phone. It was one of her girlfriends who had organised the date, making sure that she was still going and offering her a lift so she wouldn’t have to drive and could have a drink. “Oh my God you’ve got wet hair you’re going to be so late!” Sara gasped as Emma opened the door, she was right. From that moment it was like a military operation, Sara dried her hair while Emma wriggled into a gorgeous tight blue dress; she slid her sheer nude tights up her silky smooth legs and fastened her blue high heels around her ankles. As Sara styled her hair Emma carefully balanced the mirror on her knees and applied her make-up and added some earrings and a necklace and bracelet to finish off her outfit.
Emma felt hot and bothered and rushed but was finally ready, “You look gorgeous” Sara reassured her as she checked herself in the mirror, before ushering her downstairs into the car before Emma even had time to think! As soon as the cool air hit her Emma remembered that she needed to pee, she thought she’d be okay until she got to the restaurant so continued to the car. She lowered herself into the seat but in her tight dress it was a struggle and she fell the last few inches, she felt the pee rush to her pee hole and squeezed tightly “Ooh I really need a wee I’m gonna have to go back!” she moaned to Sara “No, you haven’t got time it’ll only take ten minutes to get there you can go when you arrive at the restaurant!” Sara replied “I’ve forgotten my handbag anyway I need to go back up I can pop to the loo while I’m there” Emma remembered.
She really did need to pee quite badly; she hadn’t been since she had had lunch at around 1pm! It was now almost 7pm and her bladder was harbouring 2 coffees and a good litre or more of water, not to mention a huge fruit juice from the lunch she ate at her desk! “I’ll go and get your handbag, you’ve got to take your dress and everything off to go to the loo it’ll take you ages, you can say Hi to Tom then say you need to freshen up and pop straight off to the loo when you arrive at the restaurant!” Sara had an answer for everything so there was no point in Emma arguing. She could hold it a little longer anyway; she told herself she would make it through drinks and maybe the starter before excusing herself for the bathroom… She didn’t want to seem rude by disappearing straight away.
After what felt like an eternity to Emma’s bladder Sara reappeared with Emma’s handbag and coat, “Tom’s just text to say you’ll need a coat” Sara explained. Maybe they were eating in the outdoor portion of the restaurant, it was a cool but not cold night so eating outdoors would be nice. Finally they were on their way; Emma’s bladder was aching, sitting down with her tight dress and the waistband of her tummy control tights pressing on it wasn’t helping in the slightest. She didn’t really need the tummy control in her tights, her tiny size 8 figure barely had a bulge in the wrong place but she felt that the tummy control tights stayed up better… However at this moment she was uncomfortable and was wishing that she had stuck with normal tights, or even bare legs.
She was far too distracted to notice the handsome man standing outside the restaurant with a bottle of champagne, or the beautiful sports car next to him with its roof down, or the picnic hamper nestled on the back seat. She pulled herself out of Sara’s car and squeezed her legs together; the relief of standing up was immense. Before she could say a word Sara was introducing her to the handsome man with the champagne, “Emma this is Tom, Tom this is Emma” she chuckled, for a moment Emma couldn’t speak, he was absolutely stunning, just a little taller than her with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, his chiselled good looks mesmerised Emma and all she could think of to say was “Wow!” followed quickly by “Hello!”.
“Hello Emma, you’re looking absolutely stunning, I’m very pleased that I’ve planned a beautiful evening to go with such a beautiful girl” he leant forward and kissed her on the cheek, he smelled wonderful. Emma had never believed in love at first sight but she thought she was actually experiencing it right now, her heart felt like it was being squeezed and she could barely breathe. She had butterflies in her stomach and even felt a tiny bit sick with excitement. Tom walked around the car and opened the passenger door, holding out his arm for Emma to get in, she said goodbye to Sara and stepped down the kerb into the road. She brushed past Tom and slid into his gorgeous electric blue sports car, the leather seats were a little cold on her legs and reminded of her need to pee but it didn’t feel so intense now so she wasn’t concerned, she had better things to think about!
Tom sat next to her in the driver’s seat and started the engine, the roar of the car made Emma feel dizzy and added to her excitement. As they pulled away from the restaurant Emma realised that something special was in store, she sat back and relaxed, completely comfortable in the company of this gorgeous stranger. They had been driving for some time, chatting about what each of them did for a job, likes, dislikes, anything and everything really. As Tom was talking Emma had begun to shiver, the rush of the wind in his open top car was giving her goose bumps. “Are you cold?” he asked in a concerned voice “A little, I left my coat in Sara’s car” Emma replied. Within seconds the heaters were on and Emma once again felt comfortable, she relaxed a little as Tom talked about his job and things. Emma suddenly felt warmth beneath her bottom, it grew and grew and she wondered if she had wet herself, although her bladder hadn’t reminded her of its urgency.
She sat there panicking, devastated that she had clearly wet herself in this beautiful sports car in front of a gorgeous stranger with whom she was falling in love more and more by the second, how would she explain to him and would he ever forgive her. Her thoughts were lost for a moment, she could hear Tom calling her name “Emma, Emma, let me know if the heated seat is a little warm, it can feel a bit strange if you’re not used to them” he said. Emma laughed “Haha I wondered what was going on, I thought I’d wet myself without knowing” she said, and immediately blushed realising she shouldn’t have said that! Tom laughed hard, “I felt exactly like that the first time I experienced them, it’s so funny that you said that as everyone else I have confessed that to seems to think I’m mad” he continued to laugh for a while, clearly tickled by Emma’s admission.
Emma wondered where they were heading, they had now been driving for almost an hour although it didn’t feel like anywhere near that long as they had been chatting none stop. However it had clearly taken its toll on her bladder, which was now extremely full and very uncomfortable verging on downright painful at times as it tried to force her to empty it of its load. Every bump in the road made her wince in pain; it was all she could do to keep her muscles taught to hold back a flood. In fact she now needed to pee so badly that her bladder was bulging out slightly even through her tummy control tights trying to press it back in. She didn’t want it to spoil her night so vowed to head straight for the loo when they arrived at their destination, after such a long drive she felt it was acceptable to say that she needed the loo without feeling embarrassed.
Being so distracted Emma hadn’t noticed the road signs, or where they were right up until Tom parked the car. They were at the beach! Not just any beach, a quiet secluded one… Tom quickly leapt out of the car and headed around to Emma’s door and opened it for her, she carefully tried to climb out without leaking, which was difficult in a tight dress and with the low seats in Tom’s car and when so painfully desperate. Eventually she was upright, the air was a little chilly and Emma crossed her arms to keep warm, she also crossed her legs to keep her bladder sealed as she adjusted to the temperature. Tom placed an arm around her shoulder, “Let’s get somewhere warm shall we” he comforted.
He grabbed the picnic hamper from the back seat and headed toward the beach, Emma walked alongside him until she reached the sand, “I need to take my shoes and tights off!” she said, Tom steadied her as she unbuckled her shoes and slipped them off, he looked away as she lifted her skirt as much as possible and pulled down her tights, she rolled them up and shoved them in her handbag. Taking off her tights had helped her bladder immensely, she felt much more comfortable now and her need was less urgent. She relaxed as her feet sank into the sand, this was pretty much a perfect first date, a picnic on the beach! How romantic!
They rounded a corner and Tom grabbed Emma’s arm and told her to wait there and close her eyes, it was dark anyway so she wondered why but happily obliged. She stood as still as she could manage, which wasn’t very still at all, although she was no longer in such pain she still had to pee REALLY badly. She fidgeted from foot to foot and scissored her legs back and forth, crossing and uncrossing her legs and almost doing an unashamed pee dance as the sea breeze swirled around her legs and up her dress causing painful cramps in her bladder. She could hear footsteps in the sand coming towards her and heard Tom’s voice, “Okay, come with me, keep your eyes closed” he teased as he held her arm and led her forwards, he told her to stop and open her eyes, what she saw was breath-taking, a beautiful beach hut painted white, all draped in various cream coloured lights, a glowing fire pit and a table already laid ready for dinner, with the champagne on ice!
Tom led Emma forwards towards the table, and pulled out a heavily cushioned chair, she sat down and discovered that it was blissfully comfortable; Tom draped a thick blanket over her shoulders to keep her warm and positioned the fire pit close to her. He poured a glass of champagne and handed it to her before pouring himself one and raising it for a toast “To love at first sight” he toasted before adding “At least on my part”, Emma blushed and replied “Mine too!” Tom leant forward and kissed her forehead, her heart melted, how could it be that she was so in love after just two hours in his company!?
Tom served the most wonderful dinner, all from the picnic hamper and all extremely tasty, they talked throughout dinner none stop. He was so easy to talk to, she felt that she could tell him anything, well, pretty much everything, she had still neglected to mention how badly she needed the loo, she doubted there would be one at the beach hut so didn’t mention it as she didn’t want to ruin the moment, she would wait until he needed to go and see what he did, as he had now had several glasses of champagne so she knew he would soon be feeling the effects… She had guessed that they were staying overnight nearby as he had drunk too much to drive, she didn’t mind this, at the very worst she would try and wait until they returned to the hotel to relieve herself.
Dinner was finished and Tom moved the table, it folded up into a tiny wooden cube which he placed between the chairs and rested the drinks on, he pulled his chair close and held Emma’s hand, feeling that it was cold he grabbed another blanket and placed it over her before pulling the fire pit closer. Within moments Emma was so cosy and warm she could have been indoors, they talked and talked and talked until the fire pit had all but burnt out, Emma glanced at her watch and noticed that it was midnight, the champagne had finished and now they were drinking wine, in fact they were onto their second bottle. Emma was a little drunk and dizzy but was kept just on the edge of sober by her now tremendously bulging bladder, she could easily feel it bursting out of her tummy like an enormous beach ball… An overinflated beach ball in danger of bursting if even the smallest pressure was applied to it!
She smiled politely as Tom talked and tried to interact as best she could. But she was now in constant discomfort and suffering painful contractions in her tensed and taut bladder, her legs had been firmly crossed for hours and she doubted she was able to move now even if she wanted to, without peeing herself at least. Her foot continually tapped and circled as she gently and inconspicuously bobbed her leg in desperation. The alcohol in her bloodstream as well as in her bladder was testing her resolve to the limits, she felt so embarrassed to ask to use a bathroom and was surprised that Tom had made no attempt to relieve himself yet. The sound of the crashing waves should have been so relaxing but in her desperation it was torture. Hearing the sound of the water washing over the nearby rocks and crashing onto the sandy beach just a few metres away served as a constant reminder of the ocean of hot pee inside her bursting bladder which was now screaming for release, she concentrated on listening to Tom speaking and tried to block out the waves, she was becoming sleepy, it had been a very long day and she was overcome with tiredness, not to mention the exhaustion of suffering such a bulging bladder for so long.
Before long she was powerless to keep her eyelids open and felt herself drift into a blissful sleep right there in the chair, her bladder was hurting but she was so exhausted she slept nonetheless. She awoke at first light, inside the beach hut on a beautiful pure white bed which had somehow folded out from the wall. The doors were open and the waves were still crashing on the beach. Tom was fast asleep beside her, she badly wanted to stay there in the warm bed and watch him sleep, he was so beautiful… He looked so very peaceful lying there topless; half covered by the pure white duvet which looked stunning against his bronzed skin and rippled muscles.
However, as expected she had been awoken by her bladder which was excruciatingly painful, Emma instinctively grabbed for her crotch but was unable to lift her dress up to get her hands in. She struggled to unzip it and lifted it over her head, grabbing a blanket as she did so as it was cold in the early morning air; she draped it over her shoulders and wrapped it around herself. She sat cross legged on the bed with both hands in her crotch, her finger was pressed over her pee hole and she was using the other hand to press it in harder and to rub her burning muscles which had been fighting hard to keep control while she was afforded a few hours much needed rest. She rocked back and forth in agony, she wasn’t sure she would be able to make it outside but she knew she had to try, she couldn’t hold it a moment longer the pain was making her feel faint!
As she sat on the edge of the bed the searing pain of her bladder became all the more apparent, it felt as though her insides were tearing open and she felt sick with the pain, she had never been so desperate for a wee in her whole life. Just sitting on the edge of the bed was agony, her muscles felt bruised and sore and it felt as though her bladder was pressing down into her vagina so hard that sitting on it was causing immense pressure on her agonisingly distended bladder. She could barely stand up or walk, instead she walked hunched over with her thighs squeezed together, she crossed her legs and squatted down as a wave of agony overcame her. It took her breath away and tears rolled down her cheeks as she bent double in agony, she had to pee so badly, she was amazed that she had stayed completely dry for so long!
She glanced back at Tom asleep in the bed, she hoped he didn’t wake up whilst she was in such agony and looking so silly bent double with her legs crossed, using the edge of the bed to steady her as she fought to hold on. It was amazing the resolve she had found in order to not embarrass herself, she glanced at her watch and noticed that it was 5am… She had not been to the bathroom for 16 hours, and had been in urgent need of relief since 5:30pm when she had showered at home. 12 hours of desperation had taken its toll and she was in unbelievable pain, she managed to find the strength to limp outside and look around, the area was completely secluded.
She was so frantic to let go that she almost squatted right there in front of the beach hut but remembered the gorgeous man asleep behind her and didn’t want him to wake and see her mid flow. Every single step was absolute agony, it didn’t matter how carefully she trod or how she bent forward or how gently she cradled her bladder she couldn’t stop the pain, it was almost too much to bear, each tiny baby step she took felt like she was being mercilessly kicked in the bladder. She could barely walk, her poor belly was so swollen that she could see the contractions as her muscles tensed, across her normally smooth but now oh no swollen abdomen. She staggered around to the back of the beach hut and found a fairly deep hole about the size of a bucket in the sand.
Her legs were too shaky with her desperation for her to squat so she very gingerly knelt either side of the hole and slipped the blanket off her shoulders and placed it next to her, now naked in the daylight she looked down at her bulging tummy and was astounded to see how large it really was, she easily looked 6 months pregnant! The searing pain of the constant contraction in her bladder was too much to bear and she sobbed again, she tried to relax but found it hard, she was not used to peeing outdoors and her inhibitions were making things difficult for her. She lowered her hips and rubbed at her bladder, in the early morning air her skin felt cold and clammy, she wrapped the blanket back around her and threw her head back and gasped in agony as another spasm of pain shot through her as her bladder begged for relief.
She tried so hard to give in but found it almost impossible, eventually after much trying she managed a squirt, Ohh it hurt, it hurt so much that she instinctively clamped off the flow and had to start again. She kept trying and trying and squirt after squirt escaped until finally a good flow began, slowly at first, slow and extremely painful, Emma shook with the effort and agony of it all… Soon though it had sped up a little but Emma felt so uncomfortable and vulnerable that she struggled to fully empty herself. For now though the pain had subsided, she continued to try and try but really couldn’t finish. She looked down into the hole and was surprised to see that it was half full; she had let so much out but still felt so full. She leant forward onto all fours and squeezed with all her might, she used her hand to press on her bladder but as soon as her fingers dug into her skin she became aware that it was far too painful to apply pressure. She squeezed hard and managed to let out a good long stream, it was agony and made her sob once again; she decided to give up and rest for a while.
She pulled on her knickers and wrapped the blanket around her tightly as she headed back into the beach hut, Tom was still asleep so she crawled up beside him and nestled against his warm body, she was at least a little more comfortable although her bladder was throbbing and aching none stop it was a much duller ache and she was no longer in such urgent need, she was exhausted from the pain and soon drifted back off to sleep.
She awoke again in broad sunlight, birds were singing and again the waves were still crashing onto the beach. It was warm and beautiful, she felt Tom’s strong arm around her middle, nestled on her still bulging bladder, his warm hand helping to soothe the aching that was now so familiar to her. She slipped out of bed again and cheekily slipped on Tom’s crisp white shirt, it smelled of his aftershave and made her remember the night before, her stomach once again filled with butterflies and she sat on a beanbag on the decking as she stared at him sleeping… She turned to face the sea and grabbed a bottle of water out of the picnic basket, it was gone within seconds, the wine and champagne had made her so thirsty! She lay against the beanbag watching the sea until tom stirred around 30 minutes later; he sat down next to her and also grabbed a bottle of water. “I’m sorry I slept so long, I always sleep well when I come here, have you been awake long?” Tom apologised, “Around half an hour” Emma replied, deciding not to confess her early morning pee.
Tom laid his head against Emma, he still looked tired and she knew from his conversation the previous night that he had been working hard recently. The love she felt for him was unreal, she wanted to kiss him so decided not to resist… She bent forward and kissed him on the lips, he smiled as she pulled away and grabbed her neck to pull her back, he shifted position and placed a hand beneath the small of her back and lowered her down to lie next to him on the decking. He leant over her and kissed her again, he caressed her body with his hand as he kissed her neck. His hand snaked down between her breasts, over her perfectly toned stomach and rested for a moment on her bulging bladder, causing her pain, but she bit her lip as he pressed gently before following his hand with his lips, gently kissing her breasts, then her stomach, then her swollen abdomen. His hand moved down to her knickers and began to pull them down, he looked up at Emma who nodded in approval, she was so ready for this…
He knelt between her legs and pulled them apart, placing one each side of his hips as he leant forward on all fours to kiss her… His body pressed against hers so gently but even the slightest pressure was agony for Emma’s still bulging bladder which had by now filled back up to the same level as before she had relieved herself many hours before. Her legs were pushed back which was also adding to the pressure, the pain at that moment was immense but so good at the same time; she could barely speak so just gasped and moaned in an unfamiliar mixture of agony and ecstasy. She squeezed her muscles tightly and arched her back, which only pressed her bladder harder into Tom’s rock hard stomach. Once again he kissed down her body, lingering at her swollen abdomen, touching it with both hands before running his hands in gentle massaging circles around her hips and abdomen. It tickled slightly but felt so good, her muscles were so sore that the warmth of Tom’s hands was so soothing…
He rubbed his hands down her legs as he lifted them gently before sliding inside her, she gasped and arched her back as his huge rock hard penis pressed hard on her bladder. “Ohh…” she gasped, “Ooh I have to pee so bad, I can’t hold it” she exclaimed as she tried to hold on despite the pressure, “It’s okay baby I’ll go slow, I’ll be so gentle” Tom reassured her, he gently circled her bladder with his hand as he pushed back and forth with his hips so very slightly, gently and gradually he pushed more, and more and more. Slowly and with the utmost concern and the gentlest motion he continued until Emma was finally ready for him, they looked each other in the eye as Emma gasped and arched her back once more before nodding to him tentatively… “Go slow, I don’t know if I can hold it” she gasped in breathless delight “Don’t worry if you can’t, I want you to be comfortable with me” he replied. She nodded and closed her eyes as he began to thrust so gently and so slowly, in the most perfect rhythm. She could feel him inside her, his hot penis echoing the heat of her swollen bladder, she fought to hold on to its load, it was a delicate balance between clamping off the flow and not crushing him as he gently massaged her aching and distended insides.
She felt dizzy, the pain in her bladder grew and grew until eventually it subsided, she felt as though she was floating “Oohhhh, Oohhhh my God that’s good, that’s so good!” she gasped as she once again arched her back, Tom thrust harder now, harder and harder but she felt no pain, he leant forward and kissed her neck, she felt amazing, she could hardly breathe but was in a state of pure ecstasy. She could feel the warm sun on her body and could hear the sea and the birds, she was lost for a moment in sheer delight, she felt Tom lie down next to her and kiss her neck again. He placed his hand on her tummy as she panted, he rubbed his hand up and down her body, pressing very gently on her bladder “Does that feel better?” he enquired as he gently palpated her abdomen in a circular motion.
Emma was too caught up in the moment to be able to speak, it took her a while to come down from her cloud, she turned to spoon with Tom and felt him continue to rub her painful bladder. She felt damp on her leg and looked at the decking to see that they were both lying in an enormous puddle of what she immediately realised was her pee! She blushed and immediately sat up and looked at Tom; she covered her face in embarrassment “I’m so sorry!! I didn’t even realise it had happened, I really needed it so badly I haven’t been since lunchtime yesterday I was in such pain with it I’m so sorry” she sobbed as she realised that she had peed herself whilst Tom was inside her. He sat up next to her and cuddled her, “It’s okay! It really doesn’t matter it was so sexy seeing you try to stay in control but being unable to!” he comforted.
Emma looked at him before replying “Really? I’m so embarrassed” she blushed. He put a finger underneath her chin and bought her face close to his before kissing her, “Yes really, your pee was so hot and it came out so fast it felt like a massage, it made me come so fast!” he laughed and also blushed. “Now maybe you can understand why I thought I’d wet myself in the car when the seat heater came on!” Emma chuckled “I was absolutely bursting with all that hot pee inside me”. “Wow you’ve been holding it all that time?” Tom asked, Emma nodded “I didn’t know where to go and was too embarrassed to ask, I’ve needed it so badly since before I even left home!” she explained. “Oh poor you! It must have been torture drinking all that wine and sitting listening to the waves with all that pee inside you? I bet you had a horrible first date I’m so sorry there’s a toilet just through the bushes there I never even thought to show you!” Tom apologised.
They laughed together, Emma continued to explain about her early morning pee and the discomfort she had suffered, Tom explained that he had waited until she was asleep then had headed off to the loo himself before carrying her into bed. By the time they had finished laughing about it Emma’s exhausted bladder was crying out desperately for relief again and Emma had resorted to wriggling around on the deck, after making her wait for a little while and watching her wriggle and clench Tom eventually showed her to a beautifully built brick toilet with a wicker surround! She lowered herself down and had the most blissful pee of her entire life, she had never felt so relieved… Finally she walked out into the beach hut clearing and let out the biggest sigh! “That is SO much better!” she emphasised to Tom “Maybe in future you should do a quick tour of the facilities when you bring a girl out here?!” he laughed. “There’s no need, I’ll never bring another girl here but you, you are everything I’ve ever wanted, we’ll repeat our first date again tonight so that you can enjoy it without the agony of your bladder” Tom smiled sympathetically. Emma couldn’t help but wonder how peeing all over her new boyfriend had brought them closer together, but somehow it had… What a relief!