Another Winter Wonderland

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An aunt gets desperate to pee while out in nature with her godson. Th story contains female desperation and peeing.

I was walking home along a hiking path through a forest. Next to me my nine year old godson Tommy. I had to take care of him today and we decided to have a nice afternoon out since it had been snowing heavily the days before and now everything around us looked like a magnificent winter wonderland. Tommy loves snow and had a great time in the woods ... But unfortunately at some point, late in the afteroon, I had to convince Tommy that we had to walk back home again.

"It's getting dark", I told him. That however was just an excuse. I wanted to walk back because I secretly needed to pee and it was getting worse as each minute passed. I didn't tell him about it because I was embarassed and I kept it secret for quite some time.

Now we found ourselves just 20 minutes away from my house and my bladder was making me angry. The cold temperatures didn't help and the only thing I wanted was to finally take a seat on my beloved toilet and let everything out. I started to walk faster but unfortunately Tommy kept falling behind so eventually I gave up and kept his pace.

I seriously had to relieve myself and I couldn't help but put my hands between my legs on any given chance (and by that I mean every time Tommy was distracted and looked away). I even squeezed my legs together while walking which wasn't very practical and of at some point my godson noticed something, of course.

"Why are you walking like this, aunt Josie?" He asked amused.

"I'm cold ... Aren't you cold?", I asked out of breath. Tommy shook his head. I smiled and we kept on walking. Only 15 more minutes.

Sadly, as you can imagine, the more intense the urge became the longer I pressed my hand against my pussy. The gloves on my hands didn't really help. Due to their thickness I couldn't create much counterpressure to "seal the hole" properly ... and then, Tommy noticed.

"Why is your hand between your legs?", he asked curious as always.

Now I found myself in a dilemma, do I tell him or do I lie again? Unfortunately I knew that the latter wasn't a good option considering that my urge kept getting stronger and thus becoming difficult to keep it secret. So I told him everything.

"Because I need to pee, Tommy. Your aunt really needs to use the toilet now."

Fascinated he kept looking at the hand in my crotch, I bet he didn't think a grown up woman could need to pee this bad and act this way.

"Are you going to pee your pants?", he giggled.

"If we don't get home soon it'll probably happen!"

He started laughing while I was worried that I couldn't hold it for another, maybe, 13 minutes. Then a spasm hit me and I had to stop. I bended over crossed my legs and pressed both hands between them. Tommy, in front of me, was staring confused at the whole scene. Still bended over I looked up at him and whispered: "I can't hold it much longer, dear! ... We have to go!"

I straightened myself up and with crossed legs I took my gloves of. I was squirming as I put them into my coat's pocket. I was ready to take on our walk again but after I shakingly made the first step I decided it was a good idea to unzip my pants ... and so I did.

"Are you going to pee now?", Tommy asked as he noticed me pulling my zipper down.

"No", I said "I open them because it makes it easier to hold my pee."

We started walking imediately but Tommy wasn't done with his questions.

"Why?"

"Because my pants are tight and by opening my zipper my bladder gets bigger and it's easier to hold." It wasn't easy to explain this in a way that a boy could understand. Obviously he didn't and kept asking me stuff, which was fine for me because it helped me distract from my situation.

"What is a bladder, aunt Josie?"

"The bladder is like a little balloon inside your belly were the pee is stored."

"Is your bladder very full now?"

"Yes it is! Look ..."

I don't know why I did it, I guess I was really into the conversarion at the moment, but I stopped and showed Tommy how full I was. I opened my coat pulled my sweater, shirt and tank top up and revealed to him my bladder bulge. I tried to keep my composture as much as I could even though I was wiggling up and down.

"You see this, Tommy? Can you see how big my belly is right now?", I stroked my bladder. My cold hands on my bare skin kinda helped numbing the pain. Tommy looked very closely and amazed he said: "You look pregnant!"

And then all of a sudden, without any warning, another spasm. I moaned in pain in front of my godson and I instinctively smashed both of my hands down my pants and pressed them once again fiercefully against my crotch ... Force of habit. I usually do that at home when I need to pee or when I'm alone somewhere. I feel like it's easier to hold it when there's no fabric between my palms and vagina. I made myself used to do that and now I regret it.

Tommy was staring at me in shock. It was definetly an unusual sight for him: his aunt shaking and moaning in pain with half of her belly out and both hands down her knickers. I should've been embarassed but in that moment all I could think of was having a pee right there. I didn't want to do it in front of my godson, he wasn't supposed to see that and I also couldn't go behind the trees next to the road because there was to much snow all around us I would've sunk to my hips (I'm not a very tall woman btw). Also, what made the situation very unfortunate was that I knew I couldn't hold it until home. It was all very close but not close enough. The last two remaining options were to either pee on the snowy ground on the side of the path ... somehow ... or wet myself. Of course I wanted to stay dry so I decided to keep walking and find a blind spot along the path were I could relieve myself without getting caught by oncoming people. There was nobody around that day but you can never be sure enough ... and also Tommy had to look away because I didn't want him to see that.

"It's ok Tommy. My pee is slowly coming out and I just have to keep it back for a moment."

Tommy remained silent. I raised my head and saw how he was looking at my crotch. My light blue underpants were clearly visible since my jeans were unzipped and I'm pretty sure some pubic hair was sticking out aswell.

Just like that I regained control over my body.

"Let's go! You need to help me now, Tommy!"

I dragged my knickers and pants back up, I pulled just one hand out of my underwear and with that one I took Tommy's hand and began to drag him with me along the path. I had to pee, I had to pee so frickin' bad that I could already see urine streams in front of my eyes. Lots and lots of beautifully warm piss streams all around me. I could hear them, I could smell them and I could feel them flowing down my frozen skin. Oh how desperate I was for relief. My pussy was swollen, my finger were wet. The first spurts were shooting out but I couldn't stop walking. I wasn't going to wet myself in front of my child.

"Oh, Tommy. I have to pee so bad!" I groaned.

"Can I help you somehow, aunt Josie?", he asked while we were almost running. That was very sweet of him but there was nothing he could've done.

"Are you going to pee yourself now?" He sounded worried.

"Probably", I said ... equally worried.

"I'm not gonna tell mom, I promise!"

I smiled at him while my eyes were searching for a pee spot.

"Over there!" Tommy yelled all of a sudden! His finger pointed at a big boulder perfectly placed on the side of the path. That sight made me so happy that a spurt of pee warmed my fingers inside my jeans. Luckily, I stopped it and we both ran towards the spot.

"Oh, Tommy, you're amazing!", I told him. "Now I can finally go pee!"

As we reached the boulder I stopped, looked Tommy in the eyes, jumping from one foot to the other and said: "Now you stay here and look if people are coming, alright. Don't move, don't run away, just stay here and when you see someone you tell me ok? I'll be right behind this rock. Can you do this?"

Tommy nodded, that was enough for me to leave him all by himself at the side of the path while I stepped into the deep snow to hide myself behind that big piece of granite. The moment I felt safe I lost all of my remaining strenght. My pants were immediately pulled down and then I simply exploded! I didn't even get the time to squat properly that it was already shooting out of me like a powerful fountain. The relief everything was so intense that everything around me disappeard. This moment was mine and mine only. I leaned my back against the cold stone and pissed the hell out of me. My stream was loud and powerfull and buried itself into the snow blanket at my feet.

I couldn't help but let a relieving moan out: "Aaaaaaaaaaaah .... Oooh, I made it!"

I'm pretty sure Tommy nearby heard everything. The hissing and the moaning weren't particularly quiet ... but honestly, I couldn't care less in that moment. I kept on sighing and catching my breath from the exhaustion.

As I reopened my eyes there was a lot of steam coming up from underneath. Cold temperatures and warm piss, it was quite impressive.

I could hear Tommy's little voice asking me from behind the boulder: "Are you almost done?"

Exhausted I replied: "No ... there is still more pee in me. You saw how full my bladder was before."

And so I stood there for another solid 40 seconds and waited for everything to be over and by the end I was way happier than before. I got back up and moved my clothes up to where they belonged. I was stunned by the big yellow hole I'd just created in the snow. It sounds weird, but it was an amazing sight. After that I got back on the path and now we could finally continue our way home, lighter than ever.