How To Get Rid Of Shy Bladder Novels & Stories

It would be hard to relax again. I felt the need to pee. I can't go back to sleep and now I must pee. 'Don't think about it Bella.' 'Damn, where the hell is Gebhard.' I was apprehensive thinking about his return, now I need him to come home. 'I have to pee!' 'I tried to convince myself I could hold it. It was painful. I couldn't hold it: I peed. I just let go and let my bladder empty. It was warm as it puddled up on the dog blanket, but it felt good to release.

I whispered a small prayer before glancing at my phone for the time. And then, as if the universe was testing me further, the three cups of coffee I had consumed earlier kicked in all at once. I suddenly felt a strong pressure and realized that my bladder was about to burst. I quickly locked my office door and hurried to the women’s restroom at the end of the floor. I reached it just in time, sighing with relief as I managed to avoid an embarrassing moment.

I hadn’t even prepared myself emotionally to get through that pain again. My bladder feels tight, but I hold onto my pee. I brace myself for their entrance, and close my eyes to pray for strength.

She licked her lips and I almost came right there. "Don't worry about anything, OK? You won't surprise me or shock me. And you might cum really quickly. That's normal. And don't worry, we'll just wait until you're ready and start again later. This is for you honey. So lets relieve some of that pressure that I made last night. It's only fair that the cause of your blue balls be the cure too, right?"

It was probably going to explode any moment. I got out of the bed and weakly ran to the bathroom. I struggled to push my skirt downwards before I nestled on the toilet seat and peed my bladder out, freeing it from the discomfort. A sigh of relief came out of my lips and I shut my eyes as my va-jay-jay squirted urine noisily into the water closet like a water gun.

Chapter 1 Alex’s POV. My bladder felt like it was on fire, this constant heavy pressure throbbing low in my gut that made every step from the car to the clinic door feel like I was one wrong move away from pissing myself right there on the sidewalk, hot urine threatening to leak out in tiny spurts that burned like acid every time my cock brushed against my underwear.

She guided my prick to aim the jet onto the floor. As I felt her start to massage the base of my spine, I realized that my bladder was full. Trying to control myself, I tensed my inner muscles to prevent myself from having an accident. She continued to massage the base of my spine and, with the noise of the running water, it was impossible to hold back any longer.

"I have ѕоmе more рlаnѕ fоr уоur balls lаtеr, but fоr nоw I nееd thеm оut оf the way. I knоw how muсh уоu еnjоу hаvіng уоur аѕѕ dіlаtеd аnd your рrоѕtаtе ѕtіmulаtеd аnd now I thіnk wе wіll fіnd оut juѕt hоw wіdе ореn уоu саn get. Since уоur blаddеr nееdѕ to bе empty tо make room, you wіll gеt ѕоmе rеlіеf thеrе but уоur belly wіll soon bе full оf ѕоmеthіng else."

No matter how much I wanted to, there was no sign of me peeing. “It’s not happening.” I grunted. “Drink some water,” Cleo called. I rolled my eyes, “Having you not standing at the door would help!” I sniped. I waited a little longer and felt my bladder contract. I held the stick out and did as the instructions said. I recapped the stick, flushed the toilet, and washed my hands. The stick was placed on the side of the sink as I opened the door. “How long do we wait?” I asked nervously.

His expression softened. “You need to clean up,” he said. “You've got a cabin to work.” “And you need to do something, don't you think?” I got down on shaky legs. He raised a brow. “What?” I almost laughed because it was funny how someone who was complaining about a painful bladder earlier had forgotten he needed to urinate before leaving. Could it be because he was hard? I'd heard how difficult it was to urinate when aroused.