The Priest Held Me Back After Choir...I used to have a family priest that used to make me 'stay back' after choir to help clean up the room.He used to make us all drink a lot of juice and then send us home, usually all busting and trying not to show it, but a few times he kept me back and sat down behind his desk to' watch me work and make sure I did a thorough job' he said..
I would hear him breathing funny and sneaked a look to see one of his hands moving under his cassock slow then fast, stopping and starting...It made me feel a bit excited as I wondered what he was 'up' to..
After all that damn juice I had to go to the toilet badly, so I would try to turn away so I could grab myself while squeezing my legs together before I had to walk past him acting 'normally'...
He stopped me as it was becoming a bit obvious that I needed to pee and asked me what was wrong?
I stammered that I hadn't had a chance to go forhours because of school then choir and now staying back & I was so embarassed to be caught short like this..
His eyes keep looking down to my tightly crossed legs and by now I had to rock backwards & forwards as I was barely holding it!
He whispered " I understand as I have been so busy today & I need to go bad and have for the whole day- I am barely holding it in now, so don't worry, just hold it however you need to to hang on till you are finished?"
He kept looking at my face ( which was red ) and then quickly backdown to between my legs where I now had to jam my hand and moan, jiggling on the spot as I was hurting to go..
Then he said he was "squeezing and rubbing himself too, to 'hold on' a bit longer" and it felt good to keep that pressure from exploding and he hoped I 'd understand that he now had to do this in front of me?
I gasped out that it was alllright as i was practically bent double now I was so full ,so he pushed back his chair and started to rub both hands over the top of his robe, clearly outlining a very stiff penis and circling and squeezing the tip very hard, groaning..
He said " This is the only way I can contain this and stop from peeing all over myself" & asked me if I could help a bit and he'd help me?
I didn't know what to do as he was my family priest ,so I managed to go over behind the desk and he told me to sit down on his lap " as that would help ease the need to go "..So I did as he told me.
I was rocking backwards and forwards on him and I could feel him throbbing & pulsing under my skirt. I was embarrrased and ashamed that I was having to hold myself on his lap and keep wiggling around, bujt I knew some part of me was a bit aroused as well..
He was breathing very hard and kept telling me it was allright and no one would ever know we had to help each other like this and then he said" I will put my hand which is bigger where you need to be held tight to stop from peeing and you help me too"..
Then he took one of my hands and wrapped it around the tip of his penis and gave a few hard tugs up and down, his hand around my hand on his penis,and with his other hand on my crotch, he showed me how hard to 'squeeze' to "stop him from peeing"..
He was red in the face and keep groaning and bucking back and forwards rubbing me against him and asking if I liked him helping me to 'hold it '?
I said it felt better if he pushed harder against me( I was sooooo busting) so he did and then made me bounce up and down, over & over on his lap, as he kept telling me what a good girl I was to assist him and that "we'd be able to leave in a little while once we had it under control"
Well, then he started to say he needed to' hold himself' as he really felt a little bit about to spurt out, he was really gasping & moaning and frantically squeezing and rubbing furiuosly up and down- he told me not to look at him, as he had to do this to stop himself and I shouldnt be seeing him, but I sneaked looks sideways against him..and kept rocking back..
Now I realise I must have been pushing against both his erection and a very full bladder( I didn't at the time really) but he just kept making sharp hissing sounds when I pushed down with my bottom and wiggled...
Then I heard him start gasping that he "couldn't hold it and was going to have to let a little out to reduce the pressure"..and took away his hand from my crotch, which of course, immediately made me start to pee my panties a little, even though I had both legs jammmed tight and was wriggling and bouncing!
He said " you'll have to stand up now as I cannot hang on with you sitting on me and wriggling" so I did and he kept looking at my crotch as he had both hands moving all over hiscrotch, pushing hard on the tip of his penis and squeezing his balls with the other hand.
I had started little hops on the spot , moaning and crying that I had to pee right now,oooohhhh, so he said "Quickly , hold up your skirt and show me how much you need to go " and as I lifted up my skirt the first little spurts of pee started ..
He frantically pulled aside his robe, revealing a very swollen penis and moaning how " I shouldn't be looking at him when he had to go like this" but he started ******* and spurting and rubbing himself feverishly, also telling me to open up my blouse and show him my ******* as I stood there unable to stop peeing...His eyes were going crazy trying to look at my titeies and back down to my wriggling hips and legs and the pee coming out under my panties.
I realise now how turned on he was, but then I was feeling mostly guilty & shameful at 'making' him have to moan and carry on like that..
We cleaned up and he kept telling me that this was a 'normal' body function , nothing to be ashamed of ,but we "need to keep it private as others wouldn't understand"and that he would always help me any time I felt the 'urge".
So we frequently 'helped' each other after choir and I enjoyed watching him squirm..
As a result, a few times I had a spanking over his naked lap, he would sneak one hand down my blouse onto my ******* as he spanked, playing with my nipples, pushing my bottom down with his other hand with my panties around my knees, he used to 'accidentally' slip a finger slowly up through my cheeks as his rubbed his hand over them- before slapping me again,both of us moaning and squirming ,as we both had very full bladders that were being pressed upon!