************ On the Motorway
I was driving me and my kids home after a holiday in Scotland. I was starting to need the loo, but didn’t want to wake the kids, so I drove past the service station.
Well, I misjudged my bladder capacity by a long shot. I thought I’d have another couple of hours yet, but before long, I was shifting in my seat, absolutely dying for a wee. I looked desperately for another sign for a service station, but there didn’t seem to be any anywhere!
I prayed for a toilet as I sat with my legs shaking, fingers drumming the wheel. But the traffic in front slowed until we were at a complete standstill. That was all I needed!
By now, I was so desperate it hurt. I had to keep reaching down to press myself as I wriggled in agony.
I had to go so bad I tried to find something to pee in. After a few minutes of desperate fumbling in my bag, I found a bottle of water. Thinking about it now, the more rational ting to do would have been to empty it out of the window or something, but no. I decided to drink it.
To this day, I cannot figure out what possessed me!
Traffic still crawling, I unscrewed the lid and drank. I pushed my thighs together as the water slid tantalizingly down my throat.
A squirt of pee suddenly shot out and I jammed the bottle between my legs.
I couldn’t hold myself tightly enough through my jeans so I unbuttoned them and pulled them down just enough to slide my hand down and give my ***** a good hard squeeze.
I drank more of the water, rocking desperately.
Oh God. I was going to burst.
I rubbed myself in agonized attempt to ease the desperation and suddenly found myself intensely aroused.
I stroked my **** and shivered with pleasure.
The bottle rolled away as I rocked and rubbed and moaned.
As I orgasmed, I made a half-hearted attempt to reach for the bottle but the pee came gushing out before I could get to it.
I should be ashamed, a grown woman ******* herself! (Not to mention ************ in full view of other motorists) But I thoroughly
enjoyed it and have taken to getting desperate and then washing up or running a bath. Oh I do love the feeling of wet panties!