The Couple Who Must Hold It - Take Me Home, NOW!

Lexy was feeling helpless. Her bladder was swollen and hard and her boobs kept growing. They had grown so much that she could not even see her bladder bulge or feet directly. Her body was a sweaty mess and she clutched the bed tightly. She didn't want to hold herself so openly in front of Ritz. And on top of it seeing Ritz naked made her wet in the other sense. She was aroused like never before.

She had sex once when she was 14 years old. And that too with an equally malnourished boy of 15. It had been years since she didn't have sex thereafter. Strangely enough even his name was Ritz. She thought could be a coincidence that both the guys were named Ritz but before she could dive deeper, Ritz enetered her. Just 3 inches. And Lexy was whimpering like a fish out of water. He was deliberately slow. He pulled his thing out and in the second stroke he went deeper. Lexy was in a frenzy now. Her nails digging deep on his arms, his back, his chest. He again pulled himself out.

In the third stroke he went 9 inches deep and Lexy screamed aloud. He almost squished her tortured bladder and her G-spot both at one go. Her scream was more of pleasure than pain and he knew that very well. He again pulled himself out thereby leaving her gasping for breath.

But all hell broke lose on Lexy when he pushed his foot long organ , entirely into her with full force and repeatedly thrust her. It was too much for Lexy to take. A bursting bladder, tired muscles, emotional roller coaster, arousal, pleasure , pain , tingling, electrifying, hot and her love for him were all taking a toll on her. He squeezed her bladder so hard from top and from outside so hard that her muscles contracted unknowingly and so tight that he could feel as if a bench vice tightened his thing inside her. Her eyes rolled up, her claws nearly tore through his skin, her breathing almost came to a halt, and she was in such a state that her mouth opened but no scream came out. She was having the time of her life. And to her surprise she was at the edge of climaxing within a few strokes. She dreaded that if she climaxed her fairy tale would end. She knew very well that climaxing could mean she would have no control over her muscles. 

So she fought, on and on and on. Fighting her wild primal needs and the tremendous call of nature. Throughout the night they had sex, neither of them climaxed but they were right on edge. She was mighty impressed that he could stay hard and so powerful all night long.

Finally it was dawn. Lexy was frantic, squirming between sheets and his arms. They were so strong that she couldn't move it away from her rock hard bladder. she tried to wake him up and she hardly bothered if he saw him in such a state. She didn't care about her composure . All she knew was that she HAD to pee and yet HOLD IT IN.

He slowly woke up, and kissed her. She again melted in his arms. He squeezed her tighter thereby making her squeal. But he didn't stop. Soon they were having a quickie. Her screams of pleasure and pain filled the house. Ritz was really enjoying thrusting his thing through her tightly clenched muscles. It added to the ecstasy. Even for Lexy the sex felt even hotter than the previous night though she was nearly half dead with arousal and desperation. She begged him to stop, but he didn't. Instead he told her that she was strong enough to control herself.

Even after the wonderful sex, the pressure inside her coul dnot be ignored. Immediately her hands flew down to her crotch. She begged to him to drop her at her place. But instead he first made her breakfast, then he took her out to take his dog for a walk and afte returning they again got engrossed in sex.

However it was the limit for Lexy. After the sex, she fell so weak at knees that she could not stand at her own. All her power was concentrated towards holding her pee.Only then he understood how badly she needed to relieve herself. He tried to persuade her to use his bathroom but she refused again stating that she just uses her toilet or hold. He took pity on her and decided to drop her at her place. Trying to dress her was a waste of time, her boobs had grown so huge that the dress ripped apart.. Instead she  pulled up her tight tiny thong while he wrapped her in his shirt and drove off.

But even after reaching there was no relief, because she had forgotten to take the keys. So they returned to his place to collect the keys. She didn't a say a word, sat with legs corssed like a preztel, face scrunched up, gritted teeth, hands shoved inside her crotch and sweating endlessly. 

By the time they got back it had been 36 hours into her hold. He carried her to the door opened it for her and decided to leave her to her condition politely. But before her left he whispered, "Lexy, you are very strong I know you can hold longer, try not to pee still. I LOVE YOU!" 

And then he left. Lexy was contemplating what to do. HOLD OR WET. . 

To be continued. . .