Goodcitizen-sk

From Create Your Own Story

You tap your fingers against the steering wheel and wait. "Are you OK?" You ask Kara.

"No," She says while trembling. More tears start falling and she begins to cry in earnest. "I can't hold it anymore." She chokes back a sob and you look down to see a small wet spot appear on the pink cotton pushed into her legs. She quickly tries harder with both hands to stop the flow.

"You can hold it just a liiiitle while longer, I know you can baby."

"No I can't," she whimpers. The cop is taking longer than you think is normal but you don't have any choice but to wait. Your eyes are glued to Kara's crotch as she tries so hard to stop her bladder from giving in.

After a couple more minutes the officer returns and hands you your license and papers. "Everything seems in order. I'm not going to give you a ticket this time, just a warning. Keep your speed down and drive safe alright?

"Yes officer, thank you so much." When the cop walks back to his car you turn on the yours, signal left and drive back onto the road. Kara is still clenching herself and crying softly. You've never seen her have to go this bad.

You're driving the speed limit the rest of the way to the rest stop when when you hear a loud gasp and an exhale. "I can't stop it," Kara cries out. you hear a loud hissing as liquid runs through her panties and onto the seat. It's only a short sound as she seems to get it under control

"Just a couple more miles baby you can do it." She doesn't respond to you and as you pull into the rest stop parking lot you hear another loud hiss. You quickly park and turn to see a small puddle below her on the seat.

Kara has her hands cupped over her eyes as she cries softly. The sound of her peeing is so loud. A dark spot spreads down around her pushed in skirt and you see pee pooling around her butt and filling the leather seat. She seems to be peeing forever and the warm smelling urine runs over the seat and and down the back of her legs. Her skin is glistening with a golden hue.

When she's done peeing she wipes the tears off her cheeks. All you can do is stare in aroused disbelief that your beautiful seventeen year old girlfriend just had an accident in your car. "It's OK sweetie," you say nicely. "It happens don't worry about it K?" You lean over to kiss her and your hand moves to rest on her thigh feeling the warmth of her wet leg..

    THE END

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