- Come on, be patient, Katie ... - I ordered, - we are already approaching. I, too, for example, really want to write, but not to Noah!

And immediately through the suffering in the eyes of his eyes, under her brows, something like interest peeped out ...

- Honestly? Katie asked through her clenched teeth, and immediately sucked in the air ... - All the same! Very very?

We drove up the gravel path. I felt like the master of the situation and answered how much I could carelessly ...

- Well, not so much. But, if you allow me, would I go to the house? After you go to the toilet?

Rubbing her seam on her jeans between her legs, Katie replied ...

- Yeah. Come on in. I have never seen uncle want too ...

4.

While I was locking the car, the girl, dancing with impatience, opened the front door and entered the front door. Having hurriedly following, I was surprised to see that she was sitting in a chair near the toilet door itself - the door was right there in the front - she was sitting, her knees tightly closed, and looking at me mischievously.

- Well, what about you? - I called her irritably.

- And let us sit? - she was exactly little Jenny ... - sit and play? I have never played with my uncle.

- Let's play? - I was surprised ... - What?

The question seemed to embarrass the girl a little bit ...

- Well, at this very thing ... - she blushed like a real woman, when you have to say something out loud that seems clear enough ... - Well, who will not tolerate the first.

I still did not expect anything of the kind and my bladder started, as it always does with a frightened man's overflowing bladder. If it were not for my excitement, which I felt more and more strongly in the society of this strange girl torturing herself, I would now have to be very tight.

- What kind of games are these? - only I could say.

“And my mother and I always play like that,” Cathy explained carelessly, fidgeting in the easy chair, it was a pity to watch ... “Mom says that girls in life have to endure a lot and I have to train ...” she stumbled again and shyly looked at her palms, squeezed by her hips, on, already rounded on an adult, lower abdomen ... - well, all I have is there ...

Something like a hunch appeared in my bewildered mind.

- And mom also tolerates? - I asked carefully.

- And you do not know! - the girl looked slyly and at the same time naive ... - Mom is at work with all the uncles playing. She says that with uncles, that's really interesting. Well, I want to try, yy ... - Katie suddenly bent, reaching her forehead almost to her knees, and I immediately remembered how such a sincere "I really want it," Jenny dealt with that poor thing. Jenny's secret seemed simple and ingenious at the same time, for the pleasure of torturing any man, she tortured herself. I carefully sat down on the edge of the easy chair at the very door ...

“How does this“ not tolerate ”, - I specified ... - until someone describes, or what?

Katie seemed to like these questions, which made her blush more and more ...

- Well, it also happens, of course ... - she apparently had a keen desire and now she was sitting almost calmly ... - but usually someone just says “oh, I can't take it anymore” and runs to the toilet. And the second one stands nearby and looks, and the one who lost is ashamed and ashamed. And then he comes out, and the one who won, pisses one, and he is not ashamed, but kayfno!

She said the last word as a woman who is tempted in sexual pleasures could have uttered it. I realized that, instinctively wanting to comprehend the meaning of this word, containing both shame and pleasure, Katie is doing now what Jenny would certainly not have approved. Although maybe ...

- And who usually wins? - I asked. I was not afraid to piss, a member who had risen with a stake, protected my male ego. Is that in the process of this conversation, I finish my pants.

- Well, of course mom ... - Katie smiled at my question ...- she knows how everything is trained there! She always plays with all the uncles.

I thought that Jenny could not and did not want to explain to the child for the time being that, although this was true, she always won over men, but never a struggle between a man and a woman can not go on equal terms. And now, when I know their secret, my member, who is swollen from excitement, has a great advantage over her poor crowded bubble, which, as by force of will, do not hold back - should ever relax if it does not want to burst.

“Only sometimes,” the trusting girl continued, “when mom has a lot of meetings, and she drinks a few cups of coffee, then she comes home and doesn't even lock her car, immediately runs into the house.” But if I say “let's play”, she always agrees, though she usually asks immediately ... “Daughter, my mother had such a difficult day today. Let mom go to the toilet. Mom gives up! ”And then we go to the toilet, and I watch my mother pee and even close her eyes, so good for her. And you know what the hardest thing is then?

I looked into her radiant eyes from the constant struggle with my body and shook my head.

“The most difficult thing,” she said cheerfully, was her secret ... “to restrain her when someone else pees next to her.” Last week it happened when mom came running from work ...

I remembered this day, it was then that I saw the terrible humiliation of that guy and finally hated Jenny ...

- Mom immediately ran to the toilet, and did not even hold it in, a little bit, her jeans were soaked between her legs, but she nevertheless unbuttoned them and sat down. And in our school there was a lot of classes, and I drank a whole can of juice in the morning, grapefruit, I wanted to write terribly, I was dying right, even stronger than now. And when I began to grumble, I just heard it all at once - wow, wow! - I can not simply, not bear - I feel that my legs are already flowing! I very much ask, “Mom, please let me pee!”, And she poor can not even get up, she pity me, but she also endured for so long! So we both peeed it, as it should, and I described myself, just as small, through the panties right, and over my legs, and into my shoes, a whole puddle on the floor. My mother and I looked at each other for a long, long time, and we were very ashamed, and then my mother said that this was not the most embarrassing thing, but there was nothing worse than not strangling anyone else's uncle ... - Katie stopped, She looked at me quickly and whispered downstairs ... to write in ... And so, said my mother, we need to train with her even more. And so I called you.

- And you are thinking of winning? - I asked.

- Well, I trained. And you are not.

5.

I felt so embarrassed to use the girl’s naivety that I wanted to get up and say goodbye. It was time to finish the story, having learned Jenny's secret, I no longer wanted her revenge, she clearly had a mental problem, moreover - now I was sure that I could always resist her sadomasochistic temperament if necessary. But then I heard another car pulling up to the house.

My heart went to my heels, or rather to my swollen and unmercifully pleading bladder. Jenny returned from work and now finds me, contrary to her instructions, sitting at her house and exploring the intimate secrets of the family of a little girl. Not only that, knowing Jenny's temperament, I could have expected, at best, a good blow of a shoe in the balls, I would now perhaps take it as a deserved punishment. Oh, that, and Jenny was able to humiliate, and now the rightness was on her side. I exhaustedly sat down in a chair, feeling that in a minute I would either finish and then I would immediately piss off, or I would get a blow between my legs, in any case, I would have to ... Read more →