Gillies

But you don't stop, oh no, hearing the broken moans only spur you on, pounding into them harder and harder until you hear that final embarrassed squeak leave their lips as the first spurt comes out

They try so hard to stop, their muscles tightening and fluttering as much as they can but it's not enough when you're hammering into them mercilessly, small spurts turning into a stream, and a stream turning to a gush as they moan and finally relieve all that pent up pressure

They're so lost in the relief that they don't realize how close they are, their hips bucking back onto you further until suddenly they're cumming around you, the climax hitting them like a ton of bricks. You follow suit soon after, stilling your hips and burying yourself deep inside them, filling them up nice and full

oh you got so into it you just didn't get up for the bathroom? you want it so bad you got distracted from holding and just. let go?

imagine feeling it soak through the fabric between and feeling that + the stimulation of grinding on each other

Waking up in the middle of the night. I'm holding my boy against me, my chest against his back, my arms loosely wrapped around him. He's sound asleep and breathing softly, so fucking adorable. I can't really hold myself back.

One of my hands moves to grope him anywhere I can reach, pulling him impossibly closer, while the other teases just under the waistband of his boxers. I can already feel him squirming. He's such a needy boy even in his sleep. My hand slips under his waistband. His thighs push together as my thumb rubs at his inner thigh. His breathing is faster too.

I finally give in, my fingers shifting to feel how wet he is. I plant gentle kisses on his neck as my fingers rub at him in slow circles. I swear I feel myself throbbing as I hear him make a little noise. I start grinding against his ass, I can't hold it when he sounds so sweet. I slip a couple of fingers into him, trying to match the pace of the messy thrusts of my hips.

His moans turn more urgent, I assume he's starting to wake up, but it's not like I care. I just coo at him to stay still. I need this. Besides, it feels good, no? My thumb rubs at his swollen cock while I curl my fingers deep inside his cunt. I bet he wants me to fuck him properly. I remove my hands from him, shuddering as I hear him whine at the loss. I move to rummage through the night drawer, getting myself ready hastily.

I move him onto his back, a little rougher than necessary. I pull his boxers down and out of the way before firmly spreading his thighs apart. At this point I can see him stare up at me, dazed and confused. Poor puppy. Oh well. I practically slam into him, starting out with already urgent thrusts. He tries to grab at me, so I grip his wrists. I move his hands to literally choke himself, my hands staying firmly on top of his. His moans slowly get quieter as his eyes get unfocused, yet his cunt clenches around me like he's starving for it.

"what the fuck was that, did you just piss on me??"

my body may be begging for release, but my hips move on their own, rubbing my aching clit against the wet spot and mewling into your ear. don't let that weaken you, though, shove me off and chuckle as i tumble to the floor, a moan piercing the air as the impact causes spurts to come out of my now spread pussy. don't hesitate to take your feet and press my thighs down to the ground, stopping me from closing my legs and possibly stopping the flow. i may try to grab, but you're too strong, and soon all that liquid will be gushing out from between my swollen lips and form a cute little puddle on the floor beneath me.

And then you’re told to sit on the toilet.. but you can’t go!!

You manage to get into the bathroom, it looks like relief but you sit down and feel SO ready to let go but you’re not allowed! You could release your whole bladder safely right now and you’re so ready to but you’re supposed to hold it! All of the pee you’re desperate to let out is at the surface, your hole is tickling and tingling and trying so hard to stay closed and all you can think about is peeing, peeing, need to pee, I could pee right now, god I need to pee right now!!

But you’re still holding on so the faucet gets turned on next to you.. not just on but to a trickling drip and you’re not allowed to use your hands to hold yourself anymore!

Now you’re sitting on the toilet, so desperate and begging to pee.. your hole is clenching and all you can hear is splashing, trickling little stream next to you. You’re shaking and clenching your legs together and there’s a leak about to come out; all you can hear is that faucet!!

And then you’re told to keep your legs apart- no more clenching together! You don’t know what to do, between the sound of the faucet and nothing to keep it all in, you’re squirming and you feel it… a leak squeezing through no matter how hard you’re trying to keep it in.. you’re wiggling your lower half trying not to but it comes out in a big spurt and you hear it drip into the toilet water.

Being forced to hold it because you physically CANNOT go to the bathroom..

PLUS not being able to walk to distract yourself, or cross your legs or even hold yourself !!

Just holding it desperately while only squirming..