The Couple's New Kink (Part 6)

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Allison watched the clock impatiently as it neared 3:05. Her students were bringing papers to her desk and reviewing last minute instructions while also waiting for the day to end. The bell finally rang as her class almost collectively grabbed their belongings and rushed to the door. Allison could feel the pressure in her bladder nagging at her, but she wasn't worried about an accident yet. Soon, though.

One of her brightest students lingered at the door and smiled at her. Allison liked this girl, but she also has a feeling she was about to be bombarded with a list of questions, and now was not a good time. Allison stood up and grabbed her purse and keys in Hope's that the girl would get the hint.

"Did you need something, Stacey?" Allison asked.

"Well, yes, I was wondering if you needed that essay in Times New Roman or some other font?" Allison walked to the door, and Stacey followed.

"It's just a rough draft, so it doesn't matter, really." Allison opened the door and made a gesture to escort Stacey out of her room. Stacey stepped through and Allison pulled it shut harder than she meant to, making Stacey jump a little. But Allison's need was growing, and she could not shake the image of placing her naked ass on her soft car seat and emptying her bladder all over it again. "Anything else?" she asked

"No, thank you." Stacey said and walked away. 

Allison walked as quickly as she could without calling attention to herself. As she almost reached the stairway doors, she heard her name being called and looked to see one of her coworkers and closest work-friend, Tasha, waving her down.

"Hey Tasha," Allison said, smiling as Tasha approached her. Tasha was a few years older than Allison but still a very attractive woman. She reminded Allison of Gabrielle Union but with a few more lines in her face and some gray hairs.

"Hey, Allison. I have a problem and a humble request." Allison tried to smile, but she felt another slight twinge in her bladder. Still not an emergency, but definitely getting closer.

"What's up?" Allison asked.

"Well, my husband's car is in the shop, so he drove mine today. Would you be able to run me home? I'd wait on him, but he doesn't get off until five." Allison gasped and was worried for a moment that Tasha noticed. She hadn't had time to clean up her seat, and there was a strong chance that her car would carry the scent of her accidental and deliberate wetting.

"Umm… is there anyone else who can take you?" Allison asked. Tasha shook her head.

"No one else that goes my way, no. Why? Were you going somewhere else?" Allison bit her lip and looked away as another wave of pressure hit. She decided she didn't have time to waste and may end up just using the restroom before she left the school. She would need to tell Tasha something or risk letting her friend down.

"Okay, but I have to tell you something embarrassing," Allison said. "I kind of… had an accident in my car this morning." Tasha looked confused.

"You mean like you wrecked it?" Tasha asked. 

"No, I mean…" Allison hesitated. "I mean I had to pee really badly and got stuck in traffic and… had an accident."

"Oh," Tasha said. "Really? Oh, girl, don't worry about that. I've had the same thing happen to me." Allison's eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Well yeah," Tasha said. "Traffic sucks just as much on my commute as yours, so yeah there have been a few times I had to do what I had to do."

"Yeah, but," Allison said, "mine's all over my seat, and I don't know if the car smells like pee, so…" Tasha shrugged.

"Look, I'd rather bum a ride in your car that smells like piss than sit around this place that smells like teenage hormones and farts until 5:00." Tasha and Allison both laughed.

"Oh, don't make me laugh," Allison said. "I've got to pee."

"Oh, shoot, I'm sorry. You go on to the bathroom, and I'll get my stuff together, and you meet me back up here." Allison thanked her and ran down the hall to the faculty bathrooms. She gasped when she saw the door propped open with the custodian's cart and the bright yellow sign that said CLEANING IN PROGRESS. She peeked her head in and saw Randy, the custodian, wiping down the mirrors.

"Hey, uh, Randy, how long are you going to be?" Allison asked. 

"Just got started," Randy said. "I can step out if you need it." Allison wasn't fond of the idea of using the bathroom while Randy just stood outside the door waiting for her to finish peeing.

"No, but thank you. I'll just use the student one downstairs."

"Can't," Randy said, "closed it. Some girls vandalized it pretty badly, so we had to lock it down until we can get it repaired." Allison growled and then gasped as another wave struck. She was getting close to emergency mode now, but she fast-walked back to Tasha's classroom.

"All better?" Tasha asked.

"Not really," Allison said. She told Tasha about Randy and the vandalized bathroom. Tasha looked concerned but she also giggled.

"So what are you going to do?" Tasha asked.

"I don't know. Let's just get out of here, and maybe I can find somewhere to go up the road." Tasha agreed and the two of them walked to Allison's car.

When Allison opened her car door, she was pleased to learn there wasn't much of a smell. She could, however, notice that her seat was a darker color than the test of the fabric in her car. Tasha opened the passenger door and her eyes widened when she saw the wet stain, as well.

"Wow, you really did go," Tasha said. 

"I told you," Allison said. She lifted the back of her skirt and scooted into her seat, feeling the cold dampness soak into her panties slowly but noticeably. She started her car just as Tasha slid in and shut the door.

"Your ass getting wet now" Tasha asked. Allison laughed and felt a spurt of pee dampen the crotch of her panties.

"Oh, stop, I really have to go." She put her car in drive and pulled out of the parking lot as quickly but safely as she could.

It didn't take long for them to reach traffic again. Allison cursed and tried to breathe, doing her best to ignore the pressure in her bladder. Tasha was shaking her head and laughing.

"This isn't funny," Allison said. In spite of how great it had felt to soak her car seat this morning, she was embarrassed by the possibility that she might actually have an accident in her car right in front of a coworker. Sure, Tasha was a friend, but it still felt awkward and a bit risky.

"I mean, it's a little funny," Tasha said. She giggled and Allison smiled. "Look, if you can't make it, I understand. It's not your fault traffic is so bad through here."

"No, I need to get to a bathroom or somewhere to pull off," Allison said.

"Why?" Tasha said. "You're seat's already soaked, and I already know you pissed on it, so why are you so worried about it?"

"It's embarrassing," Allison said. 

"No, what's embarrassing is there aren't any places to stop and pee on this road until you get off the highway, which we can't do because of this damn traffic. And I already told you. I've done the same thing in my car." Tasha looked at Allison and smiled. "Seriously, though, if you can't hold it anymore, you don't have to be embarrassed." A strong wave of pressure washed over Allison, and she felt another spurt soak her panties more.

"Shit, pretty soon I'm not going to have a choice anyway," Allison said.

"It's okay, really," Tasha said. Allison smiled and sat up a little more in her seat.

"Yeah, I can't hold it anymore," she said. "I can't believe I'm about to do this in front of you." Tasha giggled, and Allison thought she saw Tasha squeeze her own legs together, but maybe it was just the way she was sitting. 

Another wave came, but this time she opened her legs and did not try to stop it. Seconds later, a warm burst of piss sprayed into her panties and soaked the seat under her. Allison sighed and let go completely. She could not hide the hissing sound or the obvious dribble of pee leaking out from between her legs. And because she was now peeing full force into her seat in front of her closest friend, she also could not hide her excitement or pleasure.

"Oh my god, that feels good," Allison said. Tasha was watching her, wide-eyed, and now it was unmistakable that she was crossing her legs and moving around in her seat. "Umm… do you… have to pee?" Allison asked. She almost regretted the question, but then she watched as Tasha started to unfasten her slacks.

"My god, yes," Tasha said, tugging her slacks and panties down to her feet. Allison's flow was easing to a tiny dribble, still soaking her panties and warming her bottom. "I gotta be careful, though," Tasha said. "I don't know if this car next to us can see in here or not." Allison watched as Tasha eased her slacks and panties down her legs just enough to expose her bare bottom and sat back in her seat. "Are you sure about this?" she asked. Allison nodded.

"I already soaked this seat, and we're obviously not going to get to a bathroom anytime soon. I can't believe I just gave you permission to pee in my car." They both giggled. 

Tasha stopped laughing though as she sat back in her seat and with an expression of pure relief she sighed and moaned."Oh, here it comes," Tasha said. Allison couldn't see Tasha's flow, but she could definitely hear it hissing into the seat. "Ohhh my god, that feels so much better. Mmmm, thank you for letting me do this, Allison." Allison giggled.

"You're welcome." Tasha's hissing flow did not last long, but it was clear she had really enjoyed it. Then Allison thought of something. "Shit, Tasha, what are you going to do about sitting in the wet seat with your pants?"

Tasha smiled, her face still showing signs of relief and pleasure. "Oh, well as long as we're not stopping anywhere else, I'll just leave them down until we get to my place." Traffic had finally started to break up and move steadily, so Tasha tugged her slacks and panties all the way off. "This feels nice, sitting bare-assed on a wet seat." She laughed and scooted her bottom back further in the seat.

They reached a stoplight and Allison slid her wet panties down her legs, making sure her skirt was still tucked behind her. She already knew the soothing feeling of her ass on a warm, wet seat, and she was glad to enjoy it again, this time with a close friend.

"This stays between us," Tasha said.

"Oh, for sure. It's my car you pissed in, so do you really think I want people to know that?"

"Of course not," Tasha said. "If we weren't good friends before, we definitely are now." They both laughed.

They finally reached Tasha's house. Allison pulled into the driveway and smiled at Tasha.

"This was nice," Allison said.

"Yeah, we should do it again," Tasha said. "Like right now." She opened her legs as another dribble of pee sprayed out of her and soaked the seat between her legs. "Mmm, so warm." Allison just watched as her friend's warm urine created a puddle in the seat that slowly absorbed into the material. It was over too quickly, and Tasha pulled up her panties and slacks. "Well, thank you for this. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"You bet," Allison said.

As soon as Tasha walked to her porch, Allison pulled out of the driveway and drove up the road. She wasn't ready to go home yet. She was feeling very horny, and John would still be at work. She found a secluded pull-off and parked her car. She sent a quick text to John that said, "I have a story for you later, but my car seat is wet again, and I am so horny. You are definitely getting lucky tonight."

She put her phone down and leaned back in her seat. Allison rubbed her fingers along her slit, teasing her clitoris. It did not take long before she was gasping and panting until she finally cried out as she climaxed. She felt another warm spurt soak her fingers and spray the seat under her. She sighed as she finished and glanced over at the wet stain in her passenger seat. She knew this wouldn't be the last time it would get wet, either.

[Paulypeeps 5,282]

I do hope this becomes a regular thing...

[mickymoist 3,510]

@wetwulf I loved this thanks!

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2 hours ago, mickymoist said:

@wetwulf I loved this thanks!

Thank you for reading it. 😊