clairehoneylips wrote:Oops while writing this I wasn't thinking and let a little leak out but managed to stop it. I'm so not going to make it home! I'll let you know how it goes.
I'm sorry for not posting sooner! I've been so busy and all sorts of things have happened in the last 2 weeks. I won't bore you with the details, but I will fill you in about what happened on my trip home.
I was totally busting cycling home and bouncing up and down on my bike seat really wasn't helping very much. Pressing my pussy really hard against the seat did help at times, but every bump I went over was torture. After about 5 minutes of this I stopped for some traffic lights and felt my
panties getting wet. I was determined not to pee there though and I managed to hold it back, but my crotch was soaked through from the liquid that had escaped. I was now cycling along not really knowing if I was leaking or not because all I could feel was wetness between my legs.
I was also soooooo turned on, every bump was torture for my bladder, but it also drove me nearer an orgasm as I felt it shake through my clit. I promised myself I would make it further and not totally pee myself in the street. About halfway home I cycle across a common and then over a footbridge across the river. It was totally dark by this time and not a lot of people were around. When I saw the footbridge I knew that I wanted to pee off it, I'm not sure why but it felt like such a good idea. Knowing I was going to pee soon made me leak some more but I squeezed my pussy hard against the seat and pressed on. When I rode onto the bridge I jumped off my bike and had a quick look in both directions to check if there was anyone around. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have been able to stop myself if there was but I might not have been so public about it
I undid my trousers and pulled them down, feeling the pee being to leak from my pussy once again. My
panties were drenched so I just pulled them to one side, pee dribbling from the crotch as I struggled to hold on any longer. I spread my legs a bit, the pee beginning to dribble out now and run down my thighs. One hand holding my
panties to the side with pee running over my fingers, I pulled up on my clit with the other hand and let go. My pee sprayed out off the bridge and into the river. I don't think i've ever peed so much; plenty went over my hands and down my legs but a huge spray dropped into the water below. As it subsided I started to rub myself up and down, letting the remaining pee leak out and bringing myself to a wonderful orgasm in no time at all.
Realising I was quite cold I pulled my drenched trousers back up and rode home covered in my own pee. As I rode off the bridge I passed a couple of girls who were going out for the night and realised I would have been caught if I'd been a minute longer. Maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad thing, but I was glad I wasn't.
I hope you enjoyed my experience as much as I did!