The Paramedic

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An exciting story about a paramedic desperate to pee during a rescue mission and her apprentice who becomes more and more intrigued with the situation.

The story contains female pee desperation, peeing and also masturbation

 

DISCLAIMER: I am not a paramedic, I have no idea how realistic some of these scenarios are. Please don't take it to serious and enjoy the pee fun 🙂

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It was quiet inside the headquarter that night. Tory was sitting in the kitchen by herself, drinking glasses of water to make her headache go away. She had an annoying sting in her forehead that just wouldn’t leave her alone.

Thankfully, her night shift had been quiet up to that point. Deep down, the dark eyed woman hoped that it would stay like this until the break of dawn. Her spirit was as gray and bleak as the kitchen furniture around her, only Tory’s bright yellow pants brought a little bit of color into the room. 

The woman got tired of being alone. Annoyed she drank the last bit of water she still had left and then proceeded to throw the glass rather carelessly into the sink almost shattering it. Tory was not in a good mood.

The paramedic went downstairs into the garage. Its bright lights were hurting her head. The smell of rubber and medicine was floating around.

All three ambulance cars were still there. Even they seemed to be bored that night, but they were shining as bright as ever underneath the ceiling lights. 

Tory caught up with Marc and Nicole, her partners for the night. Both were inside one of the cars doing a little check up. All of the medical gear was there and functioning. Marc, a tall and friendly man with harry potter glasses on his nose, was also busy mentoring Nicole. The young girl, who had just turned 21 two days before, was the station’s new arrival. Tory and Marc with their years of experience took her under their wings and helped her gain experience with each new rescue misson they made together.

Tory was quiet that night, she let Marc do the talking. Leaned against the open backdoor of the car she looked at him sitting on the stretcher explaining whatever to Nicole. Tory wasn’t listening, she just looked at his lips moving and pretended he was saying something important as Nicole was nodding after each sentence he said. 

“Is your head still hurting, Victoria?”, asked Marc as he noticed his colleague staring at him with no life behind her eyes. Tory nodded and sighed.

“You should go upstairs and rest”, he answered with a gentle voice. The woman smiled frustrated and then did as Marc said. Walking up the stairs with heavy steps she could still hear Marc’s voice slowly fading away. Tory was at the bedroom door as the piercing sound of her pager was suddenly to be heard. The woman flinched. Emergency! She stormed back down to the garage, picked up her neon jacket that was laying on one of the many shelves there and jumped into the car with Nicole sitting next to her. Marc at the steering wheel had already started the engine. The garage door opened, the blue lights started blinking, adrenaline was pumping and off they drove with screaming sirens into the night. A car accident was waiting for them. One car, one injured person. Police were already there, firefighters were also on their way.

The darkness outside and the empty roads made the drive less exciting than usual. The initial stress settled and all three of them calmed their nerves. Tory noticed pressure building up inside her body, and it wasn’t the work-related kind. Between her legs something was expanding. The previously consumed liquids were coming back to haunt the woman. Tory was 36 years old, 13 of them she had spend as a paramedic, it wasn’t the first time this happened. Experience taught her not to worry about such problems. She ignored what was brewing and moved her focus on the more important things.

The ambulance drove out of town and then up a ruined country road full of cracks and potholes. Everyone inside was bouncing around like leaves in the wind. Tory’s red colored ponytail swung back and forth, constantly hitting Nicole in the face. An unexpectedly fast filling bladder was causing the paramedic increasing discomfort. For the first time that night she had to squeeze her thighs together. There was however no time to worry about that. In front of them, in near distance they saw the blinking blue lights and bright floodlights of the already present rescue forces. All three of them tried to get a clear image of what was going on as they approached the scene. No crashed car was to be seen. Police and firefighters moved away to make space for the oncoming medics. The ambulance stopped and all of them jumped out of the car in a hurry. Tory flinched as she landed on both feet. She had to pee. The woman took a red first aid backpack from out of the car and ran towards the chief firefighter who awaited them with information.

They car they were looking for drove over the side of the road and fell into a ditch. All three looked down at the destroyed vehicle. It was upside down and surrounded by firefighters who tried their best to free the driver from the wreckage. A scary scene, but for Tory, not the first time she saw something like this. With the backpack hanging from her left shoulder she ran down the steep terrain accompanied by a nervous Nicole. The heavy steps made the urine in Tory’s bladder splash around like water in a bottle tumbling down a mountain. She cussed. The pressure in her crotch was becoming a distraction.

Inside the car they saw a man in his 60’s. The paramedic talked to him, tried to understand his injuries and then tied a neck brace around his cervix. With the help of the firefighters she and Nicole carefully dragged him out of the wreckage. He was moaning in pain and was bleeding from his forehead. The men placed him on the muddy ground and let the girls do the rest. Kneeled down in front of the senior they continued to doctor him. Nicole, still nervous, was assisting Tory, who didn’t show any insecurities or false moves. She was focused and yet, she couldn’t help but notice how urgent her own little problem was becoming.

A sudden excitement among the firefighters arose behind Tory.

“Fire!”, said Nicole frightened. Tory turned around and there were indeed flames suddenly rising up from the back of the car. She ordered Nicole to help her move the patient as far away from the fire as possible. The man screamed in pain as they relocated him further down the ditch. The medic apologized for the discomfort and made him understand that it was necessary for everyone’s safety.

The firefighters were fast with their actions. A hose was immediately rolled out and it sprayed the burning car with a powerful gush of water. Once its sound entered Tory’s ear she felt a spasm in her groin and complained.

“You ok?”, asked Nicole who noticed the sudden discomfort.

“I’m about to piss myself”, replied Tory without moving her attention away from the man. This unexpected sentence made Nicole uncomfortable, but she remained silent and kept on doing what her mentor was telling her to do.

Eventually, with the help of Marc, the medics put the injured man on something that they called a “scoop stretcher”. A device specially designed to carry people with a possible back injury. Him and Nicole, along with two firefighters they called over, lifted the man up and began to carefully bring him up the hill. Tory meanwhile was running ahead to get the regular stretcher out of the ambulance. Pulling it out from the back of the car was tough. Her full bladder made such a simple task much more difficult and painful than it should’ve been. With the stretcher on the road she then waited for the others to come out of the ditch. Tory was squirming quite noticeably in between the chaos and yet nobody seemed to pay attention. There were more important things going on than a pee dancing paramedic, hiding behind the stretcher so that she could hold her crotch for a moment. The upcoming drive to the hospital was making her anxious. 13 years of experience and yet she managed to drink one glass to many. Tory glanced around, jumping from one foot to the other. The machines were rumbling, people were yelling, blue lights were blinking. The sight of the dripping hose the firefighters were rolling back up made the woman look away. Marc and Nicole were still walking up the hill. Tory would’ve had enough time by now to hide behind the ambulance for a quick pee. If only she had known beforhand how long it took them to reach the car. Now it was to late for a squat. The heads of her colleagues were popping up from the edge of the road. Tory took a deep breath to regain her strength and went on to help them put the man on the stretcher. Both women got in the back of the car with the patient, who by now was high on analgesics. Marc closed the backdoors once they were ready. The car wiggled as he stepped inside. The sirens chimed again and down the bumpy road they drove, with a bladder inside that kept getting fuller.

“Why didn’t I pee when I had the chance to?”, Tory regretfully thought.

Nicole meanwhile was busy looking after the patient. She tried her best to do a good job and make Tory and Marc proud of her, but once she noticed how nervous her colleague was becoming, she got a little worried.

“Are you alright, Tory?” The girl saw the discomfort in her eyes.

“I have to pee so bad!”, she whispered, fearing that the patient might hear her. The man however was barely aware of what was happening around him.

“Can you hold it?”, Nicole asked.

“I have to.”

Once the road got better, Tory felt a little more comfortable. It was still not enough to not squirm around in her seat. 

“Fuck”, she moaned. There were now two people in pain inside that ambulance.

“How’s he doing?” Tory asked Nicole to distract herself. Both hands were pressed between her thighs.

“He’s doing fine”, she said with a soft voice “And you?”

“I’m not… Oh God, Nicole. I don’t think I ever had to pee this bad before.”

The hospital was still 15 minutes away, and even then she wouldn’t have been able to go pee since she still had to help carry the stretcher inside and inform the doctors about the man’s situation. Relief was only a distant dream in that moment. And the headaches were getting stronger.

“Is there anything I can do?”, asked the apprentice. Tory seemed to think about it but she knew that it was a hopeless situation.

Silence fell underneath the whining siren, only the paramedic’s heavy groans were to be heard. Nicole looked over to her colleague and saw her sitting there, bended over in pain with one leg over the other. The young woman was mesmerized by that sight. Butterflies were tickling her stomach each time Tory was pressing her hands harder into her crotch. Nicole was feeling funny, a strange desire of watching her pee grew inside her chest.

“Don’t we have any bags or something you cold pee in?”, Nicole asked whispering. Tory nodded but silently let her colleague know, that she was way to embarassed to pee next to their patient.

“Still better than peeing yourself.” Nicole replied even more quiet. Tory let her head fall back in pain, maybe the girl was right. She began to play with the usual “what if” thoughts: What if I do pee in the bag? What if the man notices something? What if I don’t make it to the hospital? What if I soak the ambulance in piss?

There was another abundant moment of silence. Eventually the voice of a distressed Tory gasped: “Fuck it! Nicole, give me a bag please, they’re up there!” She lifted her chin and eyes towards the big compartment placed in the corner above them. Nicole got up and opened it. She dug around the packages and boxes, standing on tiptoes because of her height.

“The biggest one you can find please.” Tory sounded as if she was about to die any minute. Finally the apprentice found what she was looking for and showed it to her colleague.

“Perfect”, Tory said and tore the transparent bag out of Nicole’s hand. The paramedic unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up. She was about to move her neon pants down as the patient unexpectedly began to make unhealthy noises.

“Shit!”, Nicole whispered as she checked on him. She tried to deal with the situation on her own so that Tory could do her thing.

“Sir, are you alright?”, she asked nervous. Clueless she made an effort to understand what was going on. Tory, who was so close to relief, interrupted her pee attempt and wobbled over to the stretcher to take a look.

“Sit down, let me handle this!”, she nervously said to the apprentice. Nicole obeyed.

Her seat was right behind the medic, which meant that she now had Tory’s butt, moving in every direction, right in front of her. Tory was bending over the stretcher, her legs were crossing and uncrossing. The woman was squirming as Nicole watched closely. Everything else suddenly became irrelevant. The girl sunk her head ever so slightly to get a better look between Tory’s legs. Some drops suddenly trickled trough the fabric of the woman’s pants. Nicole lost her breath for a second. She looked down at a tiny puddle that was jiggling around the dirty floor. Tory of course noticed how something wet was running down her legs. It was about to happen, any moment now, but she couldn’t do anything. The injured man was in need of her whole attention. This gave her a panick attack. Almost crying in pain she called Nicole.

“Y-you gotta help me out here”, she talked to the girl with no voice left. “Please pull my pants down and hold the bag. I can’t take it anymore.” These words felt like a punch in the stomach for Nicole. Her excitement was almost tangible.

“Are you sure?”, the overwhelmed apprentice asked.

“Just do it!” And suddenly loud splashes were to be heard. Another spurt escaped the bursting bladder.

“Aaarg… Nicole!” 

Nicole took the bag that Tory left on the stretcher and got behind the woman. The paramedic felt her pants being pulled down with so much strength that it scratched up the soft skin of her thighs.

The girl kneeled down on the floor. Tory’s bare butt was towering over her. The sight of her colleague’s exposed vagina made her choke on her own spit. With both hands she opened the bag up wide and lifted it between Tory’s legs.

“Ok, Tory, feel free to let go”, she mumbled. There was no need to repeat this sentence. Tory relaxed her muscles and a forceful explosion of piss gushed into the plastic bag.

An enormous amount of pressure was suddenly being released, so much power was to be felt.

“Oh my God!”, Tory gasped, surprised by the intensity of the relief. Nicole wasn’t feeling much different. The girl was hypnotised. She leaned in closer and closer to the action until she was just a few centimeters away from that glorious fountain. The spicy smell of urine made her incredibly aroused. Saying that she liked what was happening right in front of her eyes was an understatement. The forceful HISSSSSS entered Nicole’s ears like heavenly music. The bag kept growing wider and heavier. 

“Is it full yet? Can I continue?”, asked Tory equally as excited.

“Keep going” the 21 year old replied. And then with the quietest of voices she whispered: “Please keep going.”

How could something so lewd be so unbelievably beautiful?

Occasionally the ambulance was hitting some bumps, which unavoidably made the inside of the bag shake and overflow, or make Tory lose balance, causing her stream to miss the target. Quite a bit of urine poured over Nicole’s hands, who gasped in excitement everytime it happend. The girl was so horny she almost wanted to pee aswell. Her lower lip was hurting by how hard she was biting on it. And the urine just kept flowing as the siren went on.

“Aaaaah…”, Tory moaned. She tried her best to remain quiet next to the patient but the relief was just to good. The man calmed down and seemed to be somewhere else with his thoughts again.

Tory looked down between her legs to see how full the bag was getting. Instead she saw Nicole’s watery eyes looking back up at her.

“Sorry for making you do this, Nicole”, she whispered embarrassed.

“No worries”, Nicole replied.

Disappointment eventually began to grow inside the girl as she saw how the stream was about to lose its strength. Once it turned into a dribble, Nicole had Tory’s butt right above her head shaking up and down to let the last drops fall into the now almost full bag. It’s weight was impressive.

“Thank you, Nicole. Oh God, thanks alot!”, the woman was exhausted. 

As Tory then bended down to grab her pants, Nicole stood up, and in that brief moment where they couldn’t see eachother, the apprentice swiftly stuffed one of her pee soaked fingers in her mouth and licked it off. It was surprisingly salty. She proceeded to zip the bag shut and then handed it over to Tory who had tears in her eyes. The relief she felt in that moment was indescribable. Exhausted she fell onto her seat and took the yellow balloon out of Nicole’s hands.

“Oh damn, it’s wet”, she said surprised “Did I miss the bag?”

“Sometimes, when we drove over bumps.”

Tory grunted and apologized to Nicole for wetting her fingers. If only she knew how happy she made her apprentice with that. The pee bag got temporarily hidden behind the first aid backpack and then disposed as soon as the opportunity would arrive. Marc wasn’t supposed to know about what had happened.

 

EPILOGUE:

Once the stress, the panic, the strain and all the negativity, including the headaches, vanished they were both able to properly focus on their job again. At least Tory, Nicole was still so horny that she almost thought of asking her colleague if she could quickly masturbate just to get rid of the excitement

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“We’re here!” pointed Tory out after a while. The hospital had finally been reached. 

“Marc and I will go inside”, said Tory to the girl. Then she leaned a little closer to her and whispered “you stay here and get rid of the bag.”

Nicole responded with a cheeky wink. She however had other plans. 

Once left alone, the apprentice grabbed another bag from the upper compartment and decided to have some fun. She now had to pee aswell. Nicole lowered her pants and just like Tory did earlier she proceeded to fill the thing up with her juicy urine. Time pressure made her push hard, the gush was powerful and quickly over. Then she closed the bag and placed it next to Tory’s. Her arousal intensified after this. The girl sat down on Tory’s seat, carefully opened her colleague’s pee bag and then dipped her whole right hand inside of it. It was warm, it made her so, so horny. She sealed it and placed it back on the floor. Her dripping hand slid down her underwear, and touching her puffy lips she began to rub herself. Tory’s urine moistened Nicole’s genitals beautifully. Her fingers penetrated deeper and deeper in her vagina. The motions were getting quicker, her mind was running wild. She saw Tory undressing in front of her eyes. Her bladder was full, the bulge was massive.

“I have to pee, Nicole”, she heard her say. “I have to pee so bad, I can’t hold it!” Tory was pee dancing naked inside the ambulance. The image of her bouncing boobs made Nicole stick her fingers even deeper into her pussy. It was getting hot inside the rescue car. Tension was rising. Nicole's warm breath was heavy.

“Nicole, I have to go! Please let me pee!”, she kept hearing. “Oh God, it’s coming out!” 

Nicole was rubbing hard.

“Pee on me!” the girl then whispered. Tory ran towards her. She was crying in pain. The woman placed her bulge right in front of Nicole’s nose… and then she let go. Nicole squirted in her panties as Tory was pissing all over her clothes. 

She bit her lip to not make any noise. Oh what a night, what a glorious night!

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Once the excitement settled, Nicole became human again. Five minutes had passed since Tory and Marc left. The pee bags now had to disappear. She grabbed both of them in one hand and stepped out of the ambulance. In her pants she felt the just expelled liquids dripping down her legs and into her boots. There was no time however to worry about that. She ran towards the visitor’s parking lot and emptied both bags over a piece of grass that was growing on the edge of the area. The bags got thrown into a bin nearby and once this was done she ran back to the car and wiped herself, the seat and the floor clean before her mentors would arrive.

Nicole’s crotch was wet, but it didn’t matter. She crossed her legs and hoped that nobody would notice.

[brown814 17]

Nice story! Can't wait for more!

[brown814 17]

11 hours ago, brown814 said:

Nice story! Can't wait for more!

Can you visualize this awesome story?

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4 hours ago, brown814 said:

Can you visualize this awesome story?

I was planning to add a sketch or two but I couldn't find the right motivation to do so