In traffic..

Stuck in traffic

Stuck in traffic in a concrete jungle, Lucy looks worriedly at the 2.5l of hydration on her passenger seat.. nowhere to go or even get out .. her distended bladder contracts .. it feels like hands are around her overfull bladder squeezing it hard, her fresh sweat prickling her brow she clenches, willing herself to hold it back.... the pressure and urge to piss is so powerful by now that it feels like even the slightest lapse in concentration would allow the pee that feels so low down in her abdomen to boil down her urethra and spray out hotly between her tightly clenched labia..

No matter what she did she had to find somewhere soon, her strong control would soon be exhausted. She trembles, sweating as she fights back an almost unstoppable urge to release, clenching her tired kegels again and again.. crushing her hot damp labia between her thighs..

Her bladder feels like a hot, heavy bowling ball, swelling her slim lower abdomen above her hot damp mons pubis.. pubic hair matted from the effort of trying to control herself .. 'no no! Not yet!' She whispers under her breath and she frantically fights, trying desperately to hold onto it until she can find somewhere!

Lucy is a strong willed, "in control" woman on her way home from an endless day of meetings, she can't believe she has ended up in such an embarrassing situation.. losing control of herself is just not an option..

It has been 7 hours since she last used the toilet but rushing as she left, feeling a strong urge but being only 20 mins from home and in a rush to meet her daughter she decided to wait till she got home.. Her hand snaked into her lap, she is alone in her car and no one around her can see she hopes, but there is an articulated lorry on her right who's driver might be able to see into the cabin of her car.. She feels like a little girl doing it but she has to do something to ease the urge that just hit and seems to be rising to uncontrollable level, her bladder feels like a heavy rock stretched and swollen. The pressure rises and rises as her overfull bladder contracts automatically, eyes wide, trembling she strains against it .. 'no, no!.. hhhhnnngh!'.. she is wearing soft work trousers and she surreptitiously slips her hands between her thighs, trying to squeeze herself .. her forefinger pressing hard between her labia through the fabric .. trying to apply pressure.. do anything to stop the relentless urge overcoming her ability to resist it..

Several times this happens in the next few minutes.. the reflexes becoming closer and closer together, increasing in strength.. Her crotch is hot and damp and her lower abdomen is burning up to her naval... Her breath catches 'hhnnn!.. hhnn!' it doesn't feel like there is even room for her to breathe!

She clenches her kegel muscles hard .. gritting her teeth.. squeezing everything with everything she has !.. her bottom dimpling as she strains with every ounce of her strength..

The traffic starts to move, she is 10 minutes from home..

She can't concentrate .. now the traffic is moving she is trying to drive but its taking every ounce of her concentration to control her body for a few more minutes.. she is rushing... being careless.. "have to get home!" shaking from the effort .. her pussy is hot and red ... the slit crushed between her thighs.. but suddenly it's just not enough and Lucy finally reaches her limit..

She is a couple of streets from home but she may as well be 10 miles away.. she fights it so hard.. "No!... wait ! wait!" she frantically coaches herself .. Her swollen bladder contracts hard 'nnnnngh!' her breathe catches again and again as she tries to control herself. Trembling, shaking, sweating .. the urge rises and rises .. she just can't squeeze hard enough.. can't resist the overwhelming urge to release.. she has never wanted to piss as much in her life.... Like an arm wrestler being slowly beaten her external sphincter begins to open.. spasming as still she tries to stop it happening.. A slight woman, Lucy's bladder contains 1800ml of urine and it cannot contain any more..

As she turns into her own street, hot urine, valiantly contained for so long, begins to boil down her short urethra, before spraying out between her tightly squeezed lips, creating a line of wetness in her knickers.. Panicking she shuts it off with all her might .. but she can't stop 3 more strong spurts erupting down the whole length of her slit .. soaking the gusset of her knickers an d creating a spot on her work trousers the size of a small side plate..

She is outside her house and she quickly unbuckles.. launching herself out of her car .. key already in hand .. Doubled over she rushes to her front door but having started she is struggling with eveything she has to keep her flow stopped.. She fumbles with her key... rushing.. clawing at her pussy through her trousers, squeezing as she tries to get the key in the lock .. hips bucking as she uses every ounce of her exhausted control to get to the toilet..

She is in the downstairs toilet .. in one motion she pulls her trousers and knickers down but not before a thick stream hits the back of her knickers and the back of her trousers simultaneously .. the stream is so hard and thick .. forcing her hot, damp, reddened lips apart as it explodes from her .. hitting the seat initially before she can change the angle and it thrashes into the bowl.. her lower tummy is aching badly as the flow seems to continue forever .. she collapses back as finally it begins to slow.. she is trembling and sags as finally her ordeal is over.. Lucy is red with embarrassment .. she can't remember ever coming close to wetting herself .. but for the moment, the relief she feels outweighs all of that..

20 minutes later she is in the shower.. soaping her naked body .. trying to wash all memory of what happened away.. letting herself be taken away by the warm water ..