Desperation's Delirious Delight

It was night when a girl drove, needing to pee,
"I have to hold it!" she whimpered desperately.
But no bathroom was found, her desperation you'll see.

Her bladder ached, nerves were tense and tight,
"Oh god, it hurts so bad!" her anguished cry took flight.
No restroom in sight, her discomfort at its height.

She clenched up, tried holding the flow at bay,
"Just a bit longer," to herself she'd pray.
"I can't let go, I can't give way!"

But it was no use, the pressure too immense,
"No, no, no! I can't hold it!" her mind then commenced.
"It's coming out, I'm going to drench!"

Between her thighs she jammed her hand,
"Please stop, please stop!" she desperately banned.
Praying the leaking torrent she could withstand.

Alas, the floodgates opened, she couldn't stop,
"Too late, I'm wetting myself!" she cried with a sob.
"I'm peeing my pants, oh god, the shame won't stop!"

She quickly pulled over, to hide her shame,
Her underwear dampened as pee freely came.
"At least no one saw," she thought, body aflame.

A weird thrill mixed with embarrassment's pout,
"Why does this turn me on?" she wondered with doubt.
But desire soon started to brew, no doubt.

The warm wetness between her thighs she was aware,
"I'm so wet," she gasped, arousal filling the air.
Causing delicious tightening, a sensation so rare.

Her jeans were soaked, a damp embarrassing mess,
But she didn't care about the pool of pee,
Her need consumed her, she had to be free.

She fumbled with her zipper, needing more,
"I need to touch!" her desperation tore.
To reach her drenched panties, this ache she couldn't ignore.
Uncaring of the mess, the shame was forgotten,
This primal desire was all she sought, her thoughts besotten.

Tugging them aside, her swollen lips were revealed,
"Oh fuck, I'm so swollen," she breathed, thoughts reeled.
Glistening with want, her need unsealed.

Unable to resist, her hand strayed down below,
Grazing her swollen folds, "Ahh!" a gasp and moan did flow.

Gently she parted her delicate petals,
"Yes, yes, just like that!" her pleasure she pedals.
Finding her pearl, awash in its puddles.

With featherlight strokes she tenderly teased,
"Mmm just like that, oh god I'm so near!"
Circling that bud, her tension to ease.

Her breath grew ragged at each tantalizing whirl,
"Ahh ahh ahh!" Soft whimpers escaped this aroused young girl.

One hand pleasured her below with deft motions,
The other massaged her breasts through her clothes' notions.
"I'm so close!" she cried out in wild emotions.

Tweaking her nipples in time with each stroke,
"Harder, harder!" she demanded, her passion awoke.
Stoking her fire, her lust stoked.

She ground her hips to meet her busy hand,
"Yes, yes, right there! I can't last!"
Chasing that crest she could no longer stand.

Faster she strummed that tender, aching string,
"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum!" she desperately flung.
Closer and closer her climax did bring.

Her body tensed, then exploded in bliss,
"Ohhh fuuuuuuck!" she cried, consumed by this.
Wave after wave she could never dismiss.

As her orgasm crested, she was delirious then,
"Oh god, oh god, oh god!" she called out again and again.
Pleasure pulsing through her again and again.

Waves of euphoria crashed over her soul,
"I'm still cumming!" she screamed, no more control.
Her whole body quivering, out of control.

The thought of her shameful, wanton desire,
"I can't believe this is happening!" she'd wildly conspire.
Fueled her lust higher, stoked her inner fire.

Imagining the warm wetness between her thighs,
"It's so wet and hot!" she shouted in lustful cries.
Her own hand bringing her to this frenzied high.

The delicious tightening in her lower belly,
"I'm going to burst!" she whimpered, body's plea.
The heat building up, growing unruly.

Her brain overloaded on primal, carnal need,
"I want more, I need more!" was all she could plead.
All thoughts fading but this ache to be freed.

"I can't believe this feeling," her mind was delirious,
"It's so wrong, but so right, utterly delirious!"

With each stroke she remembered that first gush,
"When I couldn't hold it, oh what a rush!"
When she lost control and felt such a rush.

That moment of surrender as she finally let go,
"I'm still going!" she shrieked in euphoric throe.
Unlocking desires she didn't even know.

These filthy, delightful thoughts amplified her bliss,
"I'm going to pass out!" she screamed in pure bliss.
Prolonging her climax in euphoric abyss.

She never wanted this ecstasy to cease,
"Don't stop, don't stop!" she begged for more release.
Riding the waves of her deepest release.

Though she tried to hold it, she's glad she didn't,
The shame and pleasure now perfectly knitted.

Against this intoxication she had no power,
Her body was throbbing, needing that shower.

"I don't want this feeling to ever stop!"
She drove on tingling, her passion could not drop.

A desperate need, yet a secret want,
Her arousal slowly built, she could no longer taunt.

It consumed her wholly in a euphoric haze,
Her body alive, senses in a craze.

The pleasure was electric, driving her wild,
Her mind was spinning, she felt like a child.

Her body slowly calmed from that fevered high,
As aftershocks of bliss continued to sigh.
She caught her breath, pulse still racing wild,
Savoring that rapturous release for a while.

She gazed at the soaked denim between her thighs,
Evidence of her unleashed, wanton cries.
Her panties clung damply, a reminder to savor
The delicious memories of that carnal favor.

With a deep breath she straightened her disheveled clothes,
A warm glow spreading from her very toes.
She put the car in drive, a secret smile on her lips,
Reliving the mental images of those orgasmic dips.

As she merged onto the highway, headlights shining bright,
She'd never forget this adventure of delight.
The warm wetness between her legs persisted to remind
Of the incredible ecstasy that had blown her mind.

She drove into the night, the city lights a blur,
Replaying every whimper, every breathless purr.
Though the shame had faded to a distant thought,
The damp fabric kept her arousal hotly wrought.

No matter where life took her from here,
She'd always remember this moment so dear.
Her first taste of self-love, of unbridled desire,
A memory that would forever set her soul on fire.

This was the first time she had wet herself in such a way,
But she had an inkling it wouldn't be her last foray.
A whole new world of sensual delights awaited,
Now that her deepest cravings had been sated.