#bladder denial

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

I want them to lock my belt over my jeans. Making sure there is absolutely no way I could possibly pull them down. Feed me too many drinks and be mean to me about how much I’m squirming. Be so condescending about it. “Baby, why are you wiggling so much? Oh you have to pee? Someone your age should be able to hold it. Now sit still.”

I’ll hold on as long as possible before I have a genuine accident. My body will make the decision for me, even if I was still trying to be good and hold. I want them to laugh in my face. Let me know that “if I want to act like a baby, they will treat me like one.”

Good boys hold it, ok darling? You wanna be a good boy for me?

Waking up to Dad arms wrapped around me. He had snuck in during the night. It's so cute to have him spoon me! This is kinda rare for Dad to do. Except he starts pushing down on my bladder. Making me squirm, dad...really need to pee. I try to escape his grasp but he doesn't let me go. Hold it, wanna cuddle my little girl. He kisses my cheek and holds me closer.

He stops pressing on my bladder and I try to stay still. Going back to the small cuddle session when he does it again and I gasp. Let me go pee and I'll be back, he holds me tighter. First I need something from you, his other hand coming to my thigh and lifting it. Pulling my panties to the side and I whine shaking my head. I won't be able to hold it, I was still sleepy and holding in the morning is always the worst for me. You will hold it, I feel him drag is cock through my slits before pushing in.

I gasp softly and push my face into the pillow. He groans at how bad I'm clenching around him. Fucking me from behind and pushing on my bladder every once in a while. I grab and bite onto the sheets trying my best to not let go. Tears even coming to my eyes. I couldn't make a mess, that would be so embarrassing. I should've known better, dad doesn't just do innocent cuddles. I feel him push down again and I leak. I start to freak out, stop! Stop! Fuck i'm going to- shut up and take it. Didn't I say I wanna cuddle my little girl?

I whine loudly and try hold it as he fucks me. I swear he's going harder and quicker now. He's doing all of this on purpose. I pant and wipe away stray tears as I start to shake. It feels torturously good, he's moaning into my ear. Soon enough he's pressed against me so close he's basically pinning me to the bed. His hand and the bed pressing against my bladder and I whine again. I start to leak again, tearing up, when he suddenly pulls out and pushes in completely. I squeal, then biting down on my pillow, tensing, and trying to stop. You make a mess of this bed and I'm fucking you silly all damn day.

He keeps pushing into me, testing my limits, and pushing on my bladder. I tear up and nod, I don't want or need messes. You hold it or I'm doing this until you learn how to. He growls into my ear before pulling out and going back to fucking me. I'm in a haze now shaking as I try to listen but I'm a mess of feelings. Tears blurry my vision as embarrassment is one of the things I'm feeling. Why is this overwhelming good? I whine again and try my best to hold. He has a goal, I know he does. The way he's fucking into me shows he wants me to break.

I pull away from my pillow as I feel it again. Dad dad dad dad please! Fuck! I sniffle as he changes the position, now on my back, and keeps pounding into me. Making me let go as my sniffles turn into a small cry. I feel him spank my thighs and laugh at me. Really are just a stupid little girl. Couldn't hold it while your dad fucked this pretty hole? Pathetic, he shakes his head acting disappointed but his reaction showed pure satisfaction. Might as well cum inside you, already have a mess going anyways. He moans and now I press on his lower stomach.

Y-you can't cum inside! I'm not on anything dad! I hiccup and sniffle with wide eyes. He knows he can't cum inside he just doesn't care. Did you care when you made this mess? I nod but he scuffs, no you didn't! Because obviously you didn't hold it. So dads not going to hold it either. He's breeding this damn cunt all he wants. He's pushing my hips back into a mean mating press before moaning loudly and filling me up. Watching me shake and gasp as he proudly fills me up.

“what’s wrong?”

“it just feels too good, nothing wrong”

so i let it go.