Summer has come slowly but surely in the city.

A beautiful girl in a light white blouse and jeans came out of the doors of the institute and went to the bus stop.

On that day, she stayed behind to consult with the teacher about the upcoming session, and wanted to get home as soon as possible to finally have a rest. Studying in the first year was not particularly difficult for her, but the summer session was inexorably looming, so she had to make no effort. In addition, there was something else, because of what she rather wanted to be at home ...

It was really May weather outside, a light warm breeze was blowing that seemed to caress long lysine hair. She was standing at the bus stop and was waiting for her bus, when suddenly a brisk little girl in a short pleated skirt and thin pantyhose jumped up to her. Also blonde, something like Lisa; but with a shorter hair:

- Hey Hey! Hello! Why are you going home so late?

- I stayed after class to better prepare for the exam ... And you?

- And I ..., - the girl thought, - and I just walked! See how good the weather is?

- Yeah.

After the word "walked" in the head of Lisa flashed: "I know your walks."

- By the way, Anh, are you going home now or are you still going for a walk?

Anya shook her head.

- No, I already walk up, perhaps. And our bus goes, too ...

While the faded yellow bus at number thirty two drove up to the bus stop, Anya suddenly said:

- Lisa, Lisa! Listen, can we come to me? ..

Lisa thought at first, and just wanted to say that she was too tired for today, Anya smiled conspiratorially and added:

- I'll show you something interesting!

Lisa looked at her friend with an understanding look; she immediately guessed what was the most interesting topic. Anya confirmed the hunch, leaning to her ear and whispering:

- You want to go to the toilet now, right?

The girl did not have time to answer, as the bus approached.

The friends went into an almost full salon, put their travel cards to the detector on the handrail, and sat on the only two empty seats nearby, which were located in the back seat. The bus began to move, and only then did Lisa respond.

Her answer was non-verbal: when the bus began to sway, she put her hand between her legs, quickly rubbed it, and, suddenly realizing that there were a lot of people on the bus, she abruptly removed it.

Anya smiled.

“You know, Liz, and I also want to go to the toilet ...” she whispered in her friend’s ear. - The classes ended two hours ago, and I drank a large packet of juice during the walk.

In confirmation of her words, Anya shuddered in her chair. She was sitting by the window, so it was more convenient for her to do all kinds of ambiguous movements than for Lisa. Then, apparently, the desire a little retreated, and the girl continued:

- And you, nyasha-shesnyasha, still never write at the institute? ..

Lisa whispered very quietly:

- No ... - and, after a short pause, she added, - And today I didn’t even have time in the morning, but also lingered. Anya, my dear, I really want to go to the toilet!

A small blush flared up on Liza’s cheeks, and she grabbed her friend's hand. Anya whispered back to her:

- Be patient, Liza, be patient! ... There are three more stops left. Wow, how cool to want to write!

Anya was all aglow with happiness, and Lisa also smiled slightly. However, the pressure in her bladder was so great that it began to cause pain, especially given that they were sitting in the back seat, where, as you know, it shakes the most.

Since the time was already more than five hours, traffic jams began to form: on this warm Friday evening, people were returning home from work or school, then to go for a walk around the city, or get together for a weekend at the cottage.

And, unfortunately, the thirty-second bus went from one of the institutes to the houses of two blond-haired girlfriends; they knew each other from school and lived nearby.

Anya looked out the window and shook her head.

Lisa understood everything, put her hand to her mouth and bit her finger. She really wanted to hold her second hand, but since there were people nearby, she did not dare to do it, and instead she threw her legs to the legs.

The girl in jeans lightly stroked her leg and sighed softly.

Anya looked out the window, trying to look ahead, to assess how big the traffic jam was and how long the bus would travel a meter or two per minute.

She even stood up to look out the open window, but suddenly she was twisted by a sharp pain in the bladder. Anya oyknula, and abruptly sat down on the seat. After that, blushed and giggled.

“Liz ...” she whispered, “I think I wrote a little bit in my panties.”

From these words, Lisa wanted even more to the toilet. She could not resist, and despite the fact that people were sitting next to her, she put her hand between her legs and pressed her finger on the urethra.

“Ah ...” Lisa said quietly.

She felt with her finger how the urine from the next spasm was trying to break out, but the leakage was avoided. The blonde removed her hand and squeezed her legs harder.

Finally, the bus reached the traffic lights, and further the movement went faster.

- Phew! ... Seems to have carried! And I thought, we will endure for a long, long time in this congestion! ... - Anya said, and in her words both relief and regret was felt at the same time.

The bus drove up to the next stop and a significant number of people entered it. Almost next to Lisa and Anya a group of young people stood up. Girlfriends simultaneously cringed, realizing that in such circumstances, frankly fidgeting and pinching pussy with handles would be problematic. Although they had about five minutes to go, they both wanted to write very, very strongly.

The girls tried to take a neutral posture; Lisa remained seated with crossed legs and put her neat hands on them; Anya quickly pulled out her hand, which she rubbed herself between her legs, and sat almost straight. She tried to squeeze the legs as much as possible. A beautiful girl with a little curly hair to her shoulders began to drum on the glass with her fingers and barely noticeably fidget. Anya still continued to look ahead, fearing a new traffic jam, but, at the same time, wanting to get into it.

The guys standing next to the rear seat, something loudly discussed and laughed. Lisa caught a moment when none of them looked in her direction, and began to rub her bald sides on the sides. She breathed pretty quickly, and now, another spasm rolled over her ...

The young men had finished laughing, and one of them seemed to be looking directly at Lisa. She immediately noticed it and panicked: the urine was about to be ready to break out of it, but the girl could not prevent it. Being very shy, she was afraid to demonstrate to a man (and, moreover, to a rather beautiful one) her desire to go pee.

Since her legs were crossed, Lisa began to press as imperceptibly as possible with both hands on the right, which was on top. So she prevented another leak, even though she was pretty sick. The girl closed her eyes and bit her lip a little. In other circumstances, she would have squirmed and moaned, but now it was absolutely impossible to do that.

At this time, Anya, as being more relaxed, still allowed herself to rub her ass against the chair. So it was easier for her to hold the urine, moreover, these movements caused very pleasant sensations. She was excited, and the desire to pee more departed from her, mixed with the warmth and tension in the lower abdomen.

Finally, the bus arrived at the desired stop. However, getting up with a crowded bladder, exhausted ride in the back seat, was quite problematic.Lisa somehow rose, the belt from her jeans pressed down on her tummy, and a slight moan escaped from her mouth. Then, she somehow took control of the situation and filed ...