Oh Christmas Tea

[Gotah 2,382]

A little story of female desperation and peeing to get you all into the Christmas mood

 

It's that time of the year again and all what Tilly wanted was for it to be over soon. She used to love Christmas but the older she got the more it became about stress, money and forced kindness. She still tried to enjoy it though. That little bit of magic that was left she tried to keep it alive. That's why this year she wanted to make it special. 
Due to the current situation we've all been living in through, Tilly had to spend this Christmas on her own. This may sound sad to some but she was excitingly looking forward to it. This was her chance to finally celebrate it the way she wanted to, simple and cozy, just like the old days. 
There were still a couple of days to go until Christmas Eve. Tilly used that time to decorate her apartement with candles, lights, Christmas crib and of course the tree. Nice and tall with beautiful decorations all over it. She did that all in one afternoon, it was tiring and yet the result was more than satisfying. Tilly felt the Christmas spirit coming through. Relaxed she then fell flat on her couch and let the rest of the afternoon fade away. It was cold outside, mountains, forests, meadows, roads, all where covered in a fresh blanket of snow and Tilly sat inside her living room drinking warm cups her delicious "Christmas tea" as she called it. The atmosphere couldn't have been more fairytale-like. That was exactly what she wanted.

"COOKIES!!", then all of a sudden came to her mind. She still had to bake them ... but was it worth it? It had been a long afternoon alread and the sun was about to set but Tilly was still in "Christmas atmosphere mood" so she decided to do it anyway. She was relaxed, motivated and felt nice and warm because of all the tea she just had.
She dragged herself into the kitchen. There she spend a good 15 minutes looking for the cookie recipe. She opened drawer after drawer, looked everywhere until that little wrinkly piece of paper came to the surface. All of the badly written ingredients were still readable and Tilly was ready to go. She picked everything she needed one by one out of the fridge and cupboard, except eggs. There weren't any.
"Damn it!", Tilly complained. She had to go and buy them, but again, was it worth it do it now? The woman looked up at the clock on the wall and she still had a good hour and a half until all of the grocery stores would close.
"Easy", she thought and got going. Shoes, coat, face mask, scarf, a fancy looking beanie, shopping bag and off she walked. Tilly didn't own a car, she used the bus most of the time but since the store was just 10 minutes away from her home she walked all the way to it. The air was freezing cold but she enjoyed it and a nice red sunset above the mountain peaks im front of her turned an innocent walk to the store to a magical experience.
As soon as she stepped into the building the warmth inside made Tilly feel happier and more comfortable. Her body was defrosting and that's when she realized: "Shoot, I have to pee!"
Blinded by the whole atmosphere she had created earlier, Tilly completely forgot about the side effects of her Christmas tea: a fast filling bladder.
"Just buy the eggs and go! You'll be home in no time!"
With determination she walked through the shelves and quickly reached the freezer were the eggs were stored ... or should've been stored. Tilly looked around but there was nothing there.
"They must've sold out." It was late in the day so it could've been plausible.
"Or maybe they moved them somewhere else ... but where?"
She kept looking around until she came across an employee, a surprisingly short woman, and asked: "Excuse me? Do you still have eggs left?"
The short woman contorted her face and said: "No, I'm sorry. We're all out of eggs for today. You should come by tomorrow morning again."
Tilly nodded and thanked the saleswoman. Disappointing. Now all that was left to do was leaving the store and go home to pee.
She walked by the cashier with nothing to buy, always tricky to do without looking like a criminal, and then got out into the cold December air.
She was quite disappointed, more than she should've been. Tilly didn't like the idea of walking all the way here just to go back home empty handed. She knew that there was another grocery store down the road but that meant another almost 10 minute walk. On any other day it would've been fine but now her bladder was filling up more and more. That left the woman thinking for a moment: "Should I walk back or should I check out the other shop?"
The answer was quick, the shop. Tilly had no intention of walking back without those damned eggs inside her bag, so she started walking. The urge however got bigger with each step Tilly made. 
"I can hold it. I can hold it. I can hold it.", she whispered underneath her mask. Since she walked faster than normal she reached the store quickly but she arrived desperate nontheless. To make matters worse, the store was quite unknown to her, she visited it once, years ago. Tilly had no idea where the eggs were stored and she began wandering around the shelf labyrinth to find what she was looking for. Whenever she found herself alone for a moment she quickly pressed a hand or two between her legs to fight the pressure. It felt good but only briefly. She walked and walked but couldn't find anything. She was lost and no salesperson was to be found.
Tilly was shaking and crossing her legs discretely but the need kept getting bigger.
She had to pee really bad when she found herself in a dead corner of the store. Her desperate brain saw an opportunity and Tilly, without thinking twice unbottoned her pants and started pissing onto the floor of the grocery store. Sweet relief.
"Wait! What the fuck am I doing?!" Realization hit shortly after and immediately made her stop peeing. Aborting the stream sure was a painful sensation, not just physically. Of course she wanted to keep on peeing but common sense said "NO!" ... rightfully so. Tilly pulled her pants back up and ran away from the crime scene withot looking at the size of her puddle.
"It wasn't much. Maybe they won't even notice!"
Now she didn't care about her purchase anymore. She had tasted blood and wanted to pee again as soon as humanly possible.
She then found them though, the eggs Tilly was looking for.
"Of course!", she thought "As soon as you're not looking you find everything you need!" She grabbed one box and went straight to the cashier, payed for those things and then left immediately. The man surely noticed her being nervous but hopefully he didn't find out the reason for it.
Meanwhile, Tilly was out there making her way back home. The path was slippery and she had to be careful but the urge was bigger and with quick steps she got closer and closer to a nice relief. Peeing in the store helped a little, it was now easier to hold on ... for five minutes. After that she found herself where she already used to be.
"Oh God, I gotta pee so fucking bad! ... Hold on, Tilly! Please, hold on!" Her left hand was almost forged into her crotch. It was dark outside so noone would've seen something. At least that's what she thought until a man walked past her who was definetly staring at her down there. Tilly however didn't care. There was only one thing she was worrying about and she was determined to get rid of that as soon as possible.
It definetly was a special feeling for her, something she had rarely experienced before and strangely, the more intense it got the more she started to enjoy it.
"I'm going mad!", she whispered while the thought of peeing anywhere but the toilet got her a little aroused ... but the more she thought about it ... the more she liked it.
"What the hell is wrong with me?"
Finally, her house. She did briefly play with the thought of relieving herself outside the door and she definetly would've done it if she would have been the only person living in the building.

She grabbed the key and opened the door without any issues. Her legs were crossed and se had to bend over for a moment before entering the stairwell. 
"Hold on. Hold on." Tilly sighed. Her hand buried itself even deeper into her pussy. Not one drop could come out.
"Why does this make me so horny right now?? ... Oh God!"
The woman took a deep breath and got inside. Walking up the stairs was pure torture. Every 20 steps or so she had to stop, breath, clench her muscles together and then keep going.
"Fuck it," she then thought to herself. Lust had taken over her body "it's been a special day, let's end it like that ... Screw the toilet!"
She gasped all the way up to her housedoor. She jumped around with crossed legs looking for the key. She moaned out of breath. The urge was intense. The woman could feel all of her urine splashing inside of her screaming LET ME OUT!
The door unlocked and she stormed inside. Tilly turned all of the lights on while slamming the door shut behind her. Her grocery bag fell onto the floor probably breaking some of the eggs inside. In a hurry she took her shoes, coat, scarf and mask off and left them onto the floor. It was all very chaotic and Tilly was moaning in pain.
"Fuck me! I have to take a piss so bad!"
Tilly was up to something. She ran by the toilet and into the living room while unbottoning her jeans. She wanted her pee to be unique.
The room was dark and all she did was switching the lights of the Christmas tree on, who lit up in all it's glory.
Tilly stormed towards the tree and dragged her pants down. She squatted and with irrepressible force she began to piss all over the floor while the branches of the tree were scratching her back.
"Aaaaaaaaaahh!!!", the closest she got to an orgasm in months. She yelled out loud, there was nobody around. The relief tasted sweeter than anything she had ever tried before and her pee was shooting out of her pussy. The lights of the tree let the urine sparkle like a golden fountain. The stream was loud and untamable ... and so was Tilly. She couldn't stand still while peeing, the stream was tickling her and she moaned happily throughout the moment. She couldn't help but feel the warmth of the piss with both of her hands. She let her fingers slide through the liquid enjoying the feeling.
"Keep going, Tilly. Don't stop!" She told herself.
"Oh, Lord. This feels so incredibly good!"
And she peed and peed and savoured every second until the last drops fell into the puddle.
Exhausted and hornier than before she stood up and admired her creation underneath the tree. The puddle was shining in a golden light, a beautiful sight.
Tilly had no intention of cleaning all up, she left it there as part of the decoration ... maybe she was even going to add something more in the next few days. For now she regained her strenght and sat back on her couch, completely naked, touching herself for the rest of the night.
A new Christmas tradition was born.

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY! 🙂

Edited December 20, 2020 by Gotah