Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep6

The tall brunette rested back against a tree and pulled out her water bottle. She took a deep swig. Felt the sweat dripping over her everywhere. Her ankle still hurt. She couldn't even put weight on it now without feeling a sharp, biting pain. She tried to roll her foot around. Snap it back to normal.

Austin pulled up next to her, panting. He found another tree behind her, leaned against it, and drank his own water.

"Look, sis, I'm sorry about before," Austin said.

"A sorry sack of shit, you mean," Lexi said. The response came out before she could even think about it. Austin's eyes went wide. He stood up abruptly, stomped off to a further tree, and faced the opposite way.

Lexi sighed. She was supposed to be fixing this relationship, not making it worse! At this rate, she might as well plan on living on the trail. Lexi grunted unhappily and reached down to her bag. She felt a new pain right below her stomach. Lexi realized she had to pee. Really badly. Like, right that second. It was as if she'd downed a Big Gulp, seen a four-hour movie, chugged six beers, then gone straight to sleep for twelve hours and was now waking up to this. It was beyond having to go or even needing to go. It was an almost indescribable requirement and demanding as fuck.

Lexi tried to put her foot down. To start walking, running, back down the hill to the bathrooms. Her ankle screamed. Lexi gasped in agony. She wasn't going anywhere.

Lexi looked around frantically. They were in the middle of nowhere. She couldn't pee there in the forest right in front of her brother! Except, her body was quite insistent that she had to do exactly that, right there and then, no matter how much her mind might protest.

God, it really felt like it was going to gush out of her any second. Her bladder was overfull, like a urine-filled balloon about to pop. Even her kidneys ached. What the everloving fuck?

Then, on some strange instinct, Lexi looked over at her brother. Austin was still leaning back against the tree. His face was practically purple. Cinched in pain. His hand squeezed his crotch. Physically holding it in.

"Gotta pee?" Lexi asked, trying to sound casual.

badly," Austin said, his voice as pinched as his

said. They looked at each other, the truth dawning on

and her fucking

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grip and started racing toward the bathrooms. James watched her, confused, as she went. Suddenly he felt it: a pain in his groin like he had to piss six gallons and he'd been holding it for twelve days. Instinctively, his

picnic table. Even from where he was standing by the tents, he could see her blue eyes wide open in

how did you..." Christine stopped. "The

the piss rising up his penis whether he wanted it to or not. He looked over to where Molly had raced off. He didn't think he could make it to the bathrooms in time. James looked back at Christine. She was on her back on the grass, shucking off her jeans and panties like they were on fire. Well, fuck,

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them had picked the best place to piss, but there could have been worse consequences,

seemed to take forever, but James' stream of urine finally subsided. The rocks of the fire pit were dripping like they'd suffered a torrential and very specifically located rainstorm. James chuckled to himself. He felt way better, almost like

squatting over by the wood table. Somehow, she was still going. Her face looked a little pained and it reminded James a bit of when his wife orgasmed. But he knew that wasn't the case. Something about watching her piss though -- her bare snatch covered in downy blonde pubes and out in the open air for anyone to see -- it

his attention from his wife to his daughter. Without thinking, he jogged down to the road that lead to the bathrooms. It wasn't paved -- just pale, sandy dirt made hard by cars

a few yards down, lying on her back. She hadn't gotten far. He saw her face was red

said. She didn't use her little girl voice, but James heard it anyway. To his shock, as his daughter

Molly and saw that, sure enough, the crotch of her pants was dark with urine. Both legs were soaked almost to the knees as well. Jeez, the poor girl hadn't just peed, she'd gone full fire hose. "What's wrong?" Christine called out.

already bad enough. Don't let Mom see,

daughter in that moment. It wasn't like he'd been

Chrissie," he called back, "I've got it. Molly's

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