This Chapter contains explicit watersports/desperation. Please skip to chapter 2 if you're not into that! Omo is not my kink, so please bear with me if I wrote it horribly, it was a request. Thanks! -Jay

Apartment 3B was nearly as hot as the Pennsylvania summer air outside, and its' current residents were feeling the heat's effects.

Aria and Ezra sat snuggled on the sofa, watching a film that neither could tell you the plot of- it was too damn hot to pay attention. And snuggled- well, that term could only be used loosely. Ezra sat in the center of the couch, legs askew and arms spread out and leaning on the back of the sofa. Aria was sprawled across his lap, arms and one leg hanging off the edge of the cushion in an attempt to allow as much air as possible circulate.

Ezra had checked and checked again to be sure the button on his thermostat was flipped to the "cool" side, but despite his efforts the analog numberds remained at a toasty 81. The couple would've liked to have spent their weekend in their usual close proximity, but until maintenance managed to fix the AC, the idea of pressing their already overheated bodies together was hot in an all-new, uninviting way.

Aria reached for her bottle of water and downed the last gulp. SHe pouted a bit before standing up and trudging to the kitchen to grab another from the refrigerator. She stood in front of the open door for a minute to allow the cool air access to her skin, giving Ezra a perfect chance to admire his girlfriend's petite frame.

If it wasn't so hot in here... the English teacher thought as he admired his view. Aria wore only a sports bra and a skimpy pair of athletic eyes travelled from her ponytailed waves to her flushed cheeks and natural pout, down the neck where remnants of the previous night's love-making still lingered, to her beautiful breasts, toned stomach, straight down to-

"Ezra!" Aria said for the third time, popping her boyfriend out of his mirage. She still stood in front of the fridge, but now her arms crossed over her chest and her face formed a slightly annoyed scowl. "You're out of waters! I can't drink from the tap, it'll come out boiling in this heat!"

"You can have some of mine, I've only taken a sip." He motioned to his bottle and Aria quickly took up on the opportunity. As she gulped down his water, Ezra let out a chuckle and said "that's your fifth bottle, baby- how are you still thirsty?"

Aria gave him a dirty look from behind the plastic of the bottle. "How are you NOT when it's this hot?" Ezra loved when she got defensive. He decided to continue his occular tour of her body. His eyes trailed to her thighs, which her quickly noticed were jiggling up and down. He smirked.

"Aria... you've had quite a bit of water. Is that why your leg is jiggling?"

Aria's already heat-flushed cheeks turned a darker red. "No!" She looked away and made an effort to stop moving. Truthfully, she DID have to pee- but she wasn't about to admit that to the gorgeous man sitting behind her. Not only did she want to spend every second she could with him, but she also kind of enjoyed the feeling she got from holding her pee, although the thought of Ezra ever finding THAT out was a humiliation she never hoped to experience.

Ezra, on the other hand, was a bit skeptical. He grabbed the now empty bottle from her hand and replaced it with his own, stronger hand. He pulled her towards him and down so that she straddled his lap and leaned up to mumble in her ear, "are you sure about that?"

Aria gulped at his breath on her ear lobe and felt her panties grow wet. Is he into this? She felt her bladder contract as she fought to hold in her growing urge to let go- which wasn't being helped by the bulge she could feel against her thing that grew in Ezra's pants. She took a deep breath, deciding to be bold.

"Well, maybe I have to go a little," she crooned, biting her lip as she saw Ezra's eyes fill with lust and his penis grow harder. He is into it! In her triumph, Aria relaxed a bit too much. She gasped as a small trickle of pee escape, further wetting her panties. Ezra seemed to know instinctively. He picked Aria up. her legs around his hip and his hands on her ass, and spoke as he carried to her the kitchen.

"Aria, baby, big girls don't wet their pants... don't you want to be a big girl for me?" He set her on the counter top, the cold marble against her thighs sending a shiver up her spine.

"Yes," she mumbled, feeling her bladder and pussy both ache for two different kinds of release. He took a step back from her and looked her up and down. A sly smirk spread over his face. Aria couldn't sit still any longer. SHe wiggled her knees back and forth and chewed on her lower lip anxiously.

"Yes... what?" he leaned against the counter that Aria was set upon casually.

"Yes sir," Aria practically whispered. She squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to keep her growing desperation at bay. Ezra stepped from the counter and sauntered towards her. He wedged his fingers between her knees and encouraged her legs apart.

"Ah, ah, ah, baby, big girls don't need to do a pee pee dance to stay dry... you may not pee until I say you may. Do you understand, love?" He moved one hand to her chin, gazing into her eyes in search of genuine approval. This was a new step for them- they had never explored any kinks, and he wanted to make sure the girl he loved was up for it. He saw nothing in her eyes but lust and determination as she answered with a solemn "yes sir."

Ezra leaned towards her, his lips pressing gently against hers. She eagerly reciprocated, but was rewarded with a strong hand pushing her back. "Not too eager now..." he mumbled against her lips. She grumbled softly bug obliged, settling into his slow pace.

Her bladder was not so obliging. It throbbed along with her heart, overfull with the water she'd so thirstily gulped. A particularly strong pulse coursed through her, and her hand flew to her crotch as a small leak seeped out. She felt the tiny wet patch grow ohe periwinkle shorts under her hand. Ezra quickly pulled his lips away and grabbed her hand, placing it behind her back and mumbling "now, love... you know big girls don't hold themselves."

Aria looked pleadingly into his eyes. "I know sir. I think I need to go more than just a little bit." She gasped as another spurt escaped, but this time it was Ezra's hand that grabbed her crotch to stop the flow.

"Did you lie to me, love?" He gently move his hand in a teasing circle, not helping to ease the intense pressure she already felt. She whimpered in response to his question, not willing to admit her fib. "And what is this?" He lifted his damped fingers from the small wet patch of her crotch and looked at her in mock disapproval. "Didn't I say you would wait to piss until I said you could?"

Aria averted her gaze, but his free hand grabbed her chin in forced her eyes to lock onto his own. "I-it was an accident, sir," she mumbled. And if you don't let me go soon, there will be a bigger one.

"An accident? No, no, we can't have any accidents on our hands. Something will have to be done about that." He lifted Aria up by the waist, pressing her bladder in the process and causing another stream of pee to be released into her pants. She whimpered, but he paid no attention. He carried her to his leather desk chair, where he sat her straddled on his lap. He could feel the now baseball-sized wet spot against his erection and suppressed a groan. Aria's wiggling was unstoppable at this point. The position she was in, the absolute desperation, the man underneath her- it was all too much for her tiny bladder, and she knew she would burst any minute. Ezra's deft fingers found her clit through her shorts and began to rub tiny circles around it. Sria moaned in want and desperation- she knew she had only seconds to go.

Ezra saw this in her face and decided the teasing had been enough. He leaned towards Aria's ear, his hand still running circles over his clit, and whispered the words Aria had been dying to hear.

"Let go, baby."

Aria had hardly registered his words before her bladders was releasing a hot stream of urine into her panties, her shorts, flooding out over Ezra's still rubbing hand and covering his erection in her golden fluids. She moaned at the feeling of release as his hand made good use of her s bud, rubbing as the liquid poured from her. He groaned as he felt the wetness seep into his own shorts, his boxers, and over his rock-hard dick. The leather chair did nothing to absorb the shower it was being hit with, and the two lovers heard the piss start to drip onto the hardwood floors. Aria humped his hand, craving more friction- now that she could focus on something other than the pounding of her bladder, she felt an all new, much more pleasant sensation, and needed more. Her hand reached out to fondle Ezra's cock, and as the final drops of piss left her body, they both reached their climax together.

Out of breath, Aria collapsed onto her boyfriend's chest. His arms wrapped around her, cradling her protectively against him. They reveled in the wetness that surrounded them. A few minutes went by before Ezra spoke up.

"That was..."
"Intense," Aria finished for him. Her mind, in the moment, registered what had just happened, and froze. She had just pissed. In her pants. On Ezra. Her face turned to one of mild panic as she looked around them. The wetness covered both of their shorts entirely. The puddle on the hardwood floor made an island of the leather chair they sat on. Aria's cheeks turned bright red and she hid her face in her hands. "I can't believe I just did that. I am so sorry, clean it up, I'll go, I'll-"

Ezra lifted her chin and kissed her, cutting off her torrent of unnecessary apologies. "Aria..." he planted another chaste kiss on her lips. "THat was the hottest thing I've ever done with a girl. You don't need to be sorry. Listen, love... did you enjoy it?"

Aria looked away, a meek "yes" escaping her lips.

"I did, too," Ezra smiled. "You don't need to be ashamed, you beautiful girl." Aria still looked less than assured. Ezra pulled her into his chest and hid her tight. "I have an idea. Why don't we go get cleaned up, and I'll prove to you uch I really, really enjoyed that?"

Aria peeked over at him and gave a small nod. "Okay. As long as there are no bottles of water involved."

Ezra laughed as he picked her up and whisked her away to the bathroom. "No bottles- only shower," he replied, getting a small giggle out of Aria.