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Bursting at the Beach
(Gianna Daino)

Huffing to herself, Jordan's eyes settled on the sloping hills of the dunes in the near distance, rising up protectively on either side of the path that led back up to the bar. Near enough to hear if someone started nicking their stuff at least but blessedly out of sight of her friends. As if her bladder knew relief was close, it started throbbing insistently, her cunt feeling unbearably hot, blood pounding in her clit for some unknown reason, as if that would help anything.

 

Giving one last look around her, checking everyone else was still distracted, she ducked behind the nearest dune, praying nobody would walk that way any time soon. It wasn't until she reached for the button on her shorts that she remembered her swimming costume was a one piece.



"Fuck..." Pressing her hand to her cunt, she desperately tried to use pressure to dull the throbbing, telling her body to hang on just a few more seconds. 

When she was sure it was safe, she pulled her hand back to pull her top over her head, pressing her thighs together but it wasn't enough. Her legs shaking from the effort of trying to hold it all in, Jordan let out a tiny whimper as the first little dribble escaped. She clamped down on it with her whole body, wondering why the hell she'd never practiced Kegels before even though thankfully, it stopped. 



This time, she pressed her fingers brutally hard into her cunt, legs still pushed together, dancing on the spot while she desperately tried to slip out of her bathing suit one-handed, really not giving a single fuck now that not only would any casual walkers stumble upon her taking a piss out in the open, but they'd also get a good look at her tits as an added bonus.

When she'd rolled her costume down to her waist, switching hands really quickly in the process, she stopped and bit her lip. She could still feel the little wet patch against her skin, and it was cold now, not helping her need to pee in the least. She'd reached an impasse. She couldn't undo her shorts without moving her hand, and she couldn't pull them off without opening her knees. And she knew if she did that, it would be game over. But she couldn't hold on indefinitely either. The levee had to break.