More from the archive of Sarah’s Secret Diary.
Sometimes, when I get home from work, I like to play hold it with myself. First, I empty my bladder completely, then I start drinking slowly. When I do, I use either soft drinks or water… no alcohol, as I tend to lose my self control if I get drunk.
I change from my regular business suit into a white t-shirt and blue hipster trousers. Then I walk into the kitchen to get a bottle of cola from the fridge (super-chilled, of course), pour some into my pint glass and drink it down.
At first, I drink down three cups just to get started. Within the hour, I start to fidget and cross my legs. My boyfriend, John, is away with friends tonight, so I have the whole place to myself… again!
I drank two more pints of cola and fidget some more. I then put one hand inbetween my legs and cross them again. The more desperate I get, the more excited I become by looking at my swollen bladder. I press my free hand to my belly to feel how full it is. To make things more interesting, I drink another pint glass of cola. I still had one hand in my crotch as my need to pee became greater and greater. I got even more excited that I now put my hand down my trousers and started to rub my pussy. I gave a few rhythmic movements until I pushed two fingers inside to give myself a good wank. The pressure in my bladder was building up all the time, and while I was masturbating, I was wriggling my legs around. I couldn’t stop yet as I felt so deep in my secret fantasies.
I still had my trousers on, so when I came, I started to piss in them.The pee soaked the material then ran down my inner thighs and splashing onto the kitchen floor. It seemed to take forever as I had a great orgasm as well as got rid of all that cola…
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. I got a fright as I rushed to my bedroom to replace my wet trousers with a dry, clean pair. The doorbell had been rung several times. I rushed to the door expecting it to be John… but it turned out to be someone from Jehovah’s Witnesses!