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Some Things Can't Wait - Part Three

As Rebecca waited for Jake to return from the kitchen, she unfastened the top button of her shorts. The wolf's cheeks flushed as she felt the slight pressure which the garment had been exerting on her bladder release, and yet the desire to go, the growing need to evacuate her bladder persisted. It was a feeling which before the last day or so the middle aged wolf had really ever only considered an inconvenience. A sensation which was present only to act as a warning, and provide an impulse for her to respond to one of her body's natural processes. But now, even if it seemed to be Jake who was the one who got turned on by the idea of a woman unable to keep from releasing her bladder, there was an undeniable element of eroticism to the sensation aching gently within her lower body. She still couldn't truly claim that she was turned on by her own attempt to restrain herself from using the bathroom, knowing full well what the consequences of that act could end up being. What the wolf could most definitely say however was that Jake's awareness and Jake's arousal because of that awareness was incredibly hot to her. And if it was her needing to go, her desperation which got that young stallion's cock throbbing and ready to let loose as she had witnessed just one day prior, then putting herself into that situation again knowing what it would do to him was most definitely and potently hot to her.

Rebecca was still considering her situation, trembling and delighting in it, when the stallion arrived back in the living room clutching the chilled glass bottle of lemonade in one hand and two glasses in the other. Shakily he set them down upon the table, and whether intentional or otherwise poured Rebecca a rather large glassful, while giving himself only about half as much. He swallowed thickly as he sat down on the couch leaving a little space between them, only for the wolf to immediately scoot over until their legs were touching, and swallowed thickly as Mrs Robinson took a deep gulp from the glass in one hand while the other reached down and caressed the leg of his jeans once again.

"Are you sure you don't want to take off those jeans. They look ever so tight. You could at least undo a button."

She gestured to her own shorts, and giggled as the horse gave an almost broken, desperate whinny upon seeing her attire unfastened, a glimpse of silky white fabric visible within. Her hand travelled boldly up his leg, and Rebecca beamed as Jake leaned back against the cushions of the couch, ceasing to try and cover his tented crotch by looming forward over it as he helplessly, gleefully allowed the gorgeous older woman to unbuckle his belt and unfasten the button above its zipper. His cock throbbed so close to her outstretched hand, and with the belt and button no longer in place to restrain it, the force of his erection's motion caused the zipper of his jeans to creep open a few teeth along its track.

"Good. That's good. I'm so glad you're starting to feel more comfortable... even if right now I'm starting to get a little squirmy myself."

Rebecca murmured tenderly to the red faced, wide eyed stallion as she let her hand drift back across the fabric of his jeans, caressing his cock through the fabric and pausing for just a moment to rest upon what was now an unmistakable dark, wet spot in the rich blue material where that long, thick but currently bound shaft came to an end. At the mention of her own situation, yet another teasing and all too purposeful reminder of her bladder's current state, Jake groaned and his cock twitched sharply against Rebecca's hand. It took all of the wolf's restraint not to simply pull his cock free from his trousers and start masturbating him herself right then and there. But, somehow she did resist that urge, knowing full well that it would be so much better for Jake to remain in control, for now at least. For him to feel like he was making the decisions, like he was playing some role in pacing out this encounter... even if deep down, Rebecca had no intention of ceasing to call the shots, however indirectly.

"Now, while I enjoy this delicious lemonade and... mm-mhh... and try to not think about how much I could do with taking a trip to the restroom, I think I promised you a story. To tell you how I ended up in the situation you saw me in yesterday. If you want to ask any questions, that's okay. No matter how personal, nothing's off the table as far as I'm concerned. Oh, and if you find yourself enjoying the story... and you want to enjoy it a little more actively?"

Rebecca slurped loudly at her lemonade, and returned her free hand just for a moment to the flexing, restrained head of the equine male's sizeable shaft.

"I won't mind in the slightest if you'd like to take it out, and jerk off right here beside me."

Jake didn't say anything in response, but that was okay. Rebecca didn't think she'd be hearing much from him aside from whinnies and awed, overwhelmed moans for a little while, and she could deal with that. So long as he was enjoying himself, that was all which truly mattered to the wolf. Well, that and so long as she was able to keep building up his confidence while both keeping him engaged and giving him the chance to take the edge off, so that he'd last more than a split-second when the time came for her to claim what she needed so badly.

The wolf smiled, sipped on her drink once again, and after leaning forward to refill the glass right up to the top, she began to tell the horse her tale. All the while she watched him, observing his every reaction and tailoring the pacing, the detail, the tone of the story to his reactions. Enhancing the parts which he seemed to respond to, and skimming over those portions which seemed less interesting to him.

"I'd been at the mall most of the day. I'd been saving up my errands for weeks, and I had so much stuff to do. But, this was a day off for me too, so I wanted to treat myself. First thing I did when I got there was head to the food court, and get one of those slushies. Y'know the ones. Blue and red ice, sweet as all get out and... god, it was bigger than I thought. But, it was delicious. I walked around the mall figuring out which shops to hit in which order, and half an hour later it was empty. A couple of hours later, I had a slice of cake and a cup of coffee. And, a couple of hours after that, I had a late lunch with a nice cool glass of iced tea. By then I already needed to go, but I've never really liked using public restrooms, so I thought... well, I can hold it. I'm a grown woman, after all. To let go... to lose control and wet myself, it wasn't even a possibility I considered."

By the time she finished that portion of her story, Jake's glass of lemonade was all but empty, and he was holding it in his hands for no other reason than to give them something to do, and in a small way to still attempt to conceal his straining erection as he grasped the empty glass over his lap. With a warm smile, Rebecca took the glass from Jake's grasp and set it down on the coffee table. She didn't offer him a refill, but gulped down a good half a glass of lemonade right then and there just so she could fill her own cup a third time and leave none in the bottle for Jake, thus no reason for him to occupy his hands with anything other than that which was so hungrily, desperately calling to him from his lap.

"I did the rest of my shopping, all the while able to feel how full my bladder was. Just a little reminder pinging in the back of my head at first, a little twinge. You've felt it, I'm sure. In a strange way, it feels nice. Like it's encouraging you to go, like it wants to reward the release you're seeking. But, I ignored it. I kept on shopping as the liquid sloshed around in me, more and more of it pouring into my bladder by the minute, until I was done. And not a moment too soon, too. I almost went to the bathroom then and there, but it's only a twenty minute drive from the mall back to the street. I could handle it. I knew I could. So, I walked past one set of restrooms, feeling my bladder aching, throbbing... I swear it made me pussy quiver to walk past the second set of restrooms. But before long I was at my car. I was driving home, counting down the minutes, the seconds until I could slip into the bathroom, peel off my panties and drain my bladder to the last drop in the toilet bowl. Normally I'd listen to music. Maybe even sing along. But today, all I wanted to do was focus on the road. Focus on getting home, and on staying in control as the engine chugged and hummed along, and shook me just enough every time it idled at a traffic light to make me whimper. I was so primed... so ready to get home and take the most perfect, satisfying piss of the year... and then I hit the traffic jam."

Rebecca bit down gently on her bottom lip, and squeezed her thighs together firmly enough that Jake could see her do it. He snorted and groaned softly, and with red cheeks almost as brightly glowing as his own, the older woman looked at her young, bashful, undeniably horny neighbour with a fresh whimper.

"When I first turned on the radio, and heard that there were delays and traffic jams of up to an hour... I was probably about as desperate as I am right now. So full of liquid. So desperate, but... still able to control it. Still able to hang on and keep going. But, I knew I couldn't keep going forever. I was desperate enough, my bladder was full enough that I knew I was already on a countdown clock to something impossible happening. That was when I first considered it. When I first closed my eyes, just for a moment, and pictured myself still sitting in that traffic jam hours later, trembling, moaning, whimpering in helpless shame but such satisfaction, such relief as I pissed myself all over the seat of my car."

The wolf's eyes had fallen shut, and she was vaguely aware of one of her hands cupping the crotch of her shorts. Not touching herself, not masturbating, but rather protectively attempting to guard her nether regions as though that would somehow keep her bladder from continuing to ache with greater and greater intensity not only as the lemonade added itself to all the drinks she'd gulped down in preparation for Jake's arrival today, but also with the added anticipation and desperation born of retelling the story, and thinking so vividly about feelings she had already experienced once, and was now starting to feel all over again. Before she could say or do anything else though, Rebecca heard a strained cry erupt from the horse beside her, and her eyes sprang open again as she felt the couch lurch with the force of Jake rising suddenly and sharply to his feet. He wasn't fleeing though. He wasn't abandoning this situation as everything that he was seeing and hearing threatened to overwhelm him. The horse rose to his feet quite simply because while seated his jeans, even unbuttoned and partially unzipped, were too tight for him to pull them off.

In one smooth motion, his eyes bulging with shame and disbelief but his body moving with an urgency that betrayed his inability to resist for a single second longer, Jake pulled down both his jeans and the underwear beneath them to his knees. His cock sprang free, whipping upward as it strained and twitched, and unleashing such a spurt of pre-cum that for a split-second Rebecca thought he was already starting to cum right there and then. For the first time, she saw his cock. Bare. Exposed. Nothing concealing or obfuscating it, however obviously it had made its presence known to her in the past. A moan of undeniable pleasure and lust escaped the wolf's lips, and as Jake turned his head to stare down at her, awed to hear her react in such a manner to the sight of his virgin body, he did so just in time to see the hand between her legs press firmly against the front of her shorts in a motion that definitely was much more masturbatory than it was protective of her swollen and desperate bladder.

"Do it..."

Rebecca whispered rather breathlessly to the horse as he fell back to the couch beside her, cock in hand, shuddering as her free hand's fingers fell upon his now bare thigh.

"Jerk off while I... while I tell you how I wet myself. Just, promise me one thing, Jake..."

The horse shuddered, and with what in that moment was absolute sincerity, he spoke back to the older woman.

"Anything, M-Mrs Robinson. Anything."

She shuddered, growled, and squeezed his thigh tenderly as with wide and hungry eyes she watched the stallion start to stroke his cock, more and more pre-cum oozing from its tip with every caress.

"Don't hold back. If my story, if hearing about what happened to me again makes you want to... to cum? Please. Please, do it."

With that said, with the unspoken hope of what she wanted from the stallion now decidedly spoken, Rebecca continued her story as she watched Jake very slowly, very purposefully moving his hand up and down the length of his cock. It was all she could do not to just stare at it, not to bow her head and swallow it up or rip her shorts aside and leap astride it right then and there. She had no doubt that if she had, Jake would still have been more than happy to let her. But... she knew what he liked. What he craved. She knew what had made him so hot and horny that he had filled his shorts with cum without a single touch to his cock the prior day, and that was the kind of horniness she needed from him. That was the kind of desire and passion she wanted to inspire in this hot young man after having gone so long without anyone showing her that level of wild appreciation. So she resisted her own urges, just as she was resisting the increasingly desperate need for her body to use the restroom, and in a voice trembling with hunger and thick with lust, she continued her story as promised.

"I was in that traffic jam for over an hour, and... it was hell. Everyone honking. Yelling. Demanding to know what was going on even though they all knew, even though we all understood that there had been a lorry turn over and we had to wait for it to be cleared off the road. Do you have any idea how hard it is to focus on not wetting yourself, not pissing in your panties and soaking your car seat, when there's people all around you talking, yelling, slamming car doors and cursing at one another? I swear, I... I almost lost control a dozen times, surprised by a new cry of anger, embarrassed as someone yelled out and I swore that they knew, that they could see my desperation and were somehow angry at me for it, like I'd done this on purpose as some sort of twisted sexual tease to myself."

Looking over at Jake once again, Rebecca found his gaze fixated upon her crotch as she cupped it protectively. His hand was moving faster, and already slick pre-cum was drooling down the underside of his cock, over his hard working finger, increasing their speed and urgency with every drip and dribble.

"I'm a little ashamed to admit it, but... I actually did touch myself at one point. I was so desperate. So out of my mind, I thought somehow that if I rubbed myself, it might take my mind off my bladder. Off the pressure. Off the thought that I was going to lose control a-and... god, I opened my jeans, just like my shorts are now to take the pressure off my bladder a little, and the next thing I knew I was rubbing my clit right there. But, it only made things worse. Every twitch, every quiver inside myself, it felt like I couldn't control my muscles. Couldn't control my... oh, god Jake... I think I let loose the first few drops right then into my panties, and after that, a-after I stopped, it was so much worse. So much harder to resist. When the cars started moving again ten minutes later, I'd left claw marks on my steering wheel. I was going insane, and as soon as I got free of the traffic jam, I started speeding. I didn't care. I couldn't think straight. It was like I was drunk. Like I was absolutely wasted, my mind was so unable to focus on anything except holding back. But I had to. I had to get home. I had to get to a bathroom a-and... and..."

Rebecca's voice trailed off as a loud whinny erupted from beside her, and her face flushed crimson as the hand not stroking Jake's straining cock came to rest upon her leg just below the base of her rather short shorts. It was the first time that he had touched her; properly, intimately touched her, and it sent such a shock of bliss through the wolf's body that she nearly lost control of her bladder right then and there with the wave of lust that swamped her. She managed to just about get a handle on herself though, and removed her paw from Jake's own thigh to place it atop his own, squeezing, fondly encouraging him in his contact.

"Oh, Jake. I can't tell you how much it means to be able to share this with someone. To tell the story, and have them truly understand. Have you know exactly what I went through, b-because you saw it. You saw it, and still you don't judge me. You don't make fun of me. You... oh, Jake. You like it. You like it so much, it... it makes me want to..."

Her voice trailed off again, but purposefully this time. Teasing the stallion as his eyes got wider than ever, and he groaned in awed ecstasy as his hand became a blur on his cock.

"Jake, when you saw me get home... I was a wreck. I could feel it coming. Not a want. Not a need, but by then, a certainty. I was going to piss. I was going to lose control, and it was a matter of seconds, not minutes. I got out of my car. I ran for the door. I didn't notice you. I didn't notice anything about the world. There was just me and my bladder and my bathroom, behind the door to my house. All I needed to do was get through it, get inside, and all my worries would be over. I... ooohh... Jake, I need to go so badly. Almost as bad as I did yesterday, right now..."

She whimpered in playful shame, but with sincerely frantic urgency. Truly, she was almost at that same point. The only thing that made it easier was being able to know that still, even as she lost control, it was on some level purposeful. She was this desperate because she wanted to be. Because she needed to be, and because Jake needed her to be, too.

"Mrs Robinson, I..."

Her ears twitched, her pussy ached, her bladder screamed silently in anguish as she heard the stallion's shaky voice.

"...I t-think I'm gonna... oh my god. I'm... I'm really gonna... right here, with you..."

He whinnied softly, so embarrassed, so overwhelmed by what his virgin self was experiencing. Another cry escaped him as he jerked himself feverishly, while feeling Mrs Robinson lifting his hand from her thigh. Lifting it not away from her, but to the very base of her stomach. She pulled up her t-shirt and let him feel her plump belly, but pushed his hand a little against her flesh, only to whine and shudder as she felt his fingers make contact with something firm and seemingly solid within.

"That's my bladder, Jake. As hard, as full to overflowing as it was yesterday, when I stepped out of my car. I thought I was safe. I thought I was free. Then I realised the door was locked. I couldn't believe I'd forgotten that, but... I was so out of my mind. I couldn't think. I couldn't hold back. Jake, I... I'd already let slip a few little sprays. I could feel how wet my panties were, but I was still holding on to the truth that I hadn't actually wet myself. I hadn't pissed myself yet, not while my trousers were still dry. And... and then... then I realised I was locked out. Then I realised it was going to take more than a few seconds for me to get inside and run to the bathroom, and... I gave up. I just couldn't wait any longer. It hurt, I needed it so badly. But... when I stopped holding back. When I couldn't wait, and w-when I stopped trying to wait... oh my god, you saw me, Jake. You saw it all. How badly I needed it. How much there was. And... you saw how good it felt. How happy I was, to finally stop holding it in and just let go."

A strangled gurgle escaped Rebecca as she felt Jake's fingers press more firmly against her bladder of their own accord, and she yelped as she felt the briefest spray of hot urine soak the crotch of her panties. It wasn't just the stallion's teasing touch that had provoked that ever so brief loss of control though, but also the cry that escaped him in that moment. An ear-splitting, bellowing wail of relief and release, as gouts of hot cum began to fountain up and out of the horse's thick cock, his hand pumping himself unabashedly as hearing Mrs Robinson relive that moment they had shared the day before provoked the very same reaction it had back then. He too let go, just as she had, and began to cum uncontrollably. To whinny, to grunt, to moan and to cry out her name over and over again as he came in the immediate and unlike yesterday fully aware, eager presence of another person for the first time in his entire life.

"Mrs Robinson! Mrs... y-yes! Ohh, yes! Yes!! I'm... aaahhhhh... please, Mrs Robinson, I... ohhh god, s-so... so hot, you're... yes!"

Listening to Jake let loose, watching his cock throb, spurt and paint his shirt, his thighs and even a little of her own leg next to him with thick ribbons of cum, it was close to everything that Rebecca had hoped for. It was really happening, and though that had been true for quite a while now as Jake had sat there beside her, there was now undeniable evidence of the stallion being wholly and wonderfully bought in to her plan. He wasn't just horny. He wasn't just going along for the ride as a way to pass the time. He was moaning her name, staring at her, lusting over her even in the midst of his orgasm. And still there was so, so much more yet to come not just for the hot young stallion, but for them both to indulge in together.

"Oh, Jake..."

Rebecca murmured back to him with a fond growl, keeping one of her hands on his while her free paw rose to cup and caress the stallion's face. He shuddered, gasped, and nuzzled instinctively against her touch in the fading moments of his orgasm, and as moans of pleasure turned to soft whinnies of satisfaction and relief, the wolf felt Jake's cheeks flushing brighter, hotter with embarrassment as he began to more clearly realise what a huge step he had just taken, and what he had done in front of his neighbour. Rebecca knew that this was a vital moment. That post-orgasmic embarrassment could bring an end to their fun, bring an end to her plan just as it was on the cusp of being fully realised, if she gave Jake a chance to get cold feet in the wake of his climax. She had to keep him engaged. Keep him excited. She had to let him know that whether he was rock hard and ready to cum or not, he still had a place here on that couch, right there with her, and a reason to stay until he was hard as steel all over again.

And of course, the wolf knew just the way to do so.

"...that looked like it felt so good. Would you... would you maybe like to... make me feel that good?"

It was a question, not a command or an expectation, and yet even as Rebecca asked it of the stallion she was lifting his hand from her stomach and guiding it down to the unbuttoned, open front of her shorts and the damp panties resting within.

"I don't remember if I said it before, but... when I touched myself in my car? While it did only make me want to piss even more... it felt incredible. Did you know that a woman's body can become more sensitive as she needs to use the bathroom? The same nerves that channel the sensation telling you that you need to go, they carry the pleasure from between your legs to your brain. So, the more your body tells you that you need to go, the easier... the faster, the more pleasure you can give yourself. Or, that someone else can give you, if you're needy, if you're desperate to go, and you know someone who'll still want to touch you."

The embarrassment was gone from Jake's face as he stared wide eyed and awe-stricken at his own hand while Rebecca guided it between her legs. She pushed his fingertips down beneath the waistline of her panties, and whimpered, giggling at the same moment as an equally high pitched and desperate sound escaped the stallion when his fingers felt the unmistakable softness of her short, neatly trimmed crotch fur, and the curves, the plumpness, the flesh of her mound as he took the initiative and moved his hand deeper into her underwear even as Rebecca simply held onto his wrist, holding him there and assuring him constantly that she wanted, even needed his hand between her legs. Against her hot, wet, overwhelmingly horny pussy.

"Tell me how it feels..."

She whispered, leaning her head over towards Jake's own, resting her head on the back of the couch with her muzzle just millimetres from the side of the young man's head.

"Tell me what you feel while you... oh, Jake... yes, while you touch my pussy."

Her back arched slightly, genuinely as one of Jake's fingers met for just a moment with her clitoris, swollen and throbbing. The stallion whinnied in nervous ecstasy, swallowed, nodded, and spoke in a trembling but undeniably joyous voice.

"It feels hot, and... so wet. Oh my god, Mrs Robinson. You're so... is that... oh, fuck, is that..."

Rebecca growled tenderly, and leaned forward just enough to ever so gently kiss Jake upon the side of his neck.

"I really, really need to go, Jake. I might have leaked a little, but... just a little. Mostly, it's how hot you've made me. Letting me watch you jerk off. Being here with that big, hot cock of yours. Knowing, believing deep down that you're the kind of sweet, generous lover who's going to learn how to make me feel good. You w-want to learn, right?"

The stallion nodded feverishly, and his fingers explored further, spreading Rebecca open as she in turn opened her legs wider to grant him unabashed access.

"Oh, Jake. Oohhh fuck, I... ahh, careful. Gentle. I need to... to piss so badly. If you touch me enough, if you push me too hard, I'll... oh god. But, please, don't stop. Put your fingers inside me. Two of them. Slow. Gentle. Feel my walls, feel the texture. Explore. Rub me. Learn by... by seeing how I react. By feeling what's inside me, a-and seeing what makes me blush. What makes me gasp. W-what... oh. OohhhJake, ahh! There, that's... aaahh!"

He did as she asked, and whether by accident or through some knowledge acquired through the many hours of porn that Rebecca had no doubt that the younger man had watched, the stallion's thumb sought of Rebecca's clit with what had to be purposeful intent as two of his fingers began to push and probe within her.

"Ohhhfuck. Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck, n-nhhh... just like that. Not to... hhaahhhh... hard. Jake. Oh. Ohh please, I'm so... so desperate, I... oh god I don't know if I can... oh! Please, s-stop! Jake!!"

For a brief moment, overwhelmed by the delicious pleasure that the stallion provoked as he thumbed back and forth across the sensitive surface of her clit, Rebecca lost control. She surrendered to the pleasure, let her body relax into it, and as soon as she had done so of course that meant her bladder's desperate restraint was relaxed and released too. The wolf's plea for mercy was responded to almost immediately, Jake's hand falling still as soon as the second of Rebecca's hands tightly gripped his wrist as though threatening to pull his hand away from this heavenly warmth and wetness he had only just discovered. But even as he stopped touching her actively, the damage was done, and a frantic whinny of pure arousal erupted from the stallion as he felt what was unmistakably a brief but powerful spray of urine hitting the base of his fingers and the palm of his hand. It dribbled forth from Rebecca as she squeezed her eyes tight shut in focused concentration to try and hold back the almighty tide surging within, and though all in all there must only have been a tablespoon's worth at the very most, it took a truly titanic effort to restrain the rest as a titanic volume of warm, wet piss remained primed and ready to soak into the fabric of her panties and the short fur of the stallion's hand.

"Mrs Robinson, I... I felt it. Oh my god. I... I... r-really felt it. You almost... oh, shit. That's so... so fucking hot. You're so fucking hot."

Whether he noticed it or not, Jake had a hand back on his cock. Not full on stroking yet, but holding the rock hard shaft, squeezing it as it throbbed urgently, backing up what he had just said with unflinching honestly. The wolf whimpered, and rocked her hips against Jake's motionless hand as she stared at his seemingly re-invigorated erection, and dared to wonder if perhaps it was almost time. She blushed, sincerely a little overwhelmed and embarrassed by having almost lost control, and a little more by considering what she was about to do in order to win over this hot young stud once and for all. No matter what though, she was going to do it. She had to. She'd come too far, and had gotten herself way too horny and way too caught up in the anticipation of this moment not to. It was just a matter of getting Jake one hundred and ten percent on board too. He was most of the way there, his words, his facial expression, the hand resting unashamedly on his cock and the other on her pussy made that clear. But, there was still more she felt he had to give.

"I am, Jake. So hot. So turned on by you. By what you're doing to me. Oh god, I... I can't hold on much longer, but... you don't want to let me go and use the bathroom, no matter how badly I need it, do you? If we were on a date, out at a restaurant, and I was sitting here begging you to let me go use the ladies room... y-you'd still make me wait. Make me squirm and beg all the more, just to watch as I got closer and closer to pissing myself, wouldn't you? Because, that's what turns you on the most. Not just me. Not just what I look like, or what I feel like. You're turned on by the thought that I could be sitting down on the toilet to empty my bladder right now... and, I would be too, if it weren't for you being here."

The horse snorted desperately, and his head feverishly nodded up and down as for the first time in his life he felt the walls of a worked up, turned on pussy squeezing around his fingers seemingly in perfect, almost destined unison with the straining of his cock.

"I can't help it, Mrs Robinson. I... I don't want to you to go to the bathroom. I want you to stay here. Right here, with me. To the end."

A violent and wonderful tremor ran down Rebecca's spine, and a lustful growl escaped her lips as she very nearly wetted Jake's hand not with piss, but with a flood of orgasmic ejaculate in its place.

"Oh, Jake. You want to see me piss myself again. You want to see me wet my clothes, my panties. You want me to lose control. To get so desperate that I can't stop myself making a big puddle on the carpet. Anywhere. Everywhere, so long as it's in front of you."

With a deep groan, the stallion nodded, and his hand started to work its way up and down his raging hard-on once again.

"Fuck yes, Mrs Robinson."

She gurgled, trapped on the edge of oblivion twice over, about to lose control of her frenzied sexual appetites and her bladder, perhaps both at once if she wasn't careful... or indeed if she was just careful enough.

"Say it, Jake. Please. Let me hear you say it. If I asked you to let me go to the bathroom right now... tell me that you'd tell me not to. Tell me that you'd take my hand, and not let go... that you'd make me wait. Make me wet myself, so you can get off seeing it again."

The stallion snorted, he drew in a sharp, ragged breath of pure arousal, and nodded once again as he started to more urgently, gleefully masturbate in front of this incredible, impossibly sexy older woman.

"I... I'd do anything to see you piss yourself in front of me again, Mrs Robinson. Anything."

And as he spoke, to prove his point, Jake's hand within Rebecca's panties began to move again. To touch her. To stimulate and masturbate her overwhelmed, desperately needy pussy, and to rub her clit in the same way that had all but made her entirely lose control last time... even harder and more shamelessly, more intentionally than before.

"AaahhhhhJake!!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, and dragged herself up out of her seat, pulling away from the stallion's exploring hand only to bring her own trembling paws to bear on her shorts, pushing them down to her knees and leaving them to tumble the rest of the way to her ankles.

"Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuuu-aahhhhhhh n-nhnnhh... no! Oh god, I... you wanted to see it again?! Oh god Jake, I'm... a-ahh, ohh god. Oh god, I h-have to try and... get to the... oh! Ohhh!!"

She began to run, or rather, she tried. With her shorts around her ankles and her body too possessed by the now truly uncontrollable, irresistible need to piss to pause for even a moment and kick them aside, all Rebecca could do was waddle with the same helpless, futile desperation that had seized her yesterday after she realised she had to unlock both the locks to her front door in order to get inside. The wolf was barely five steps away from the couch though, not even half way to the living room door, before she felt hot urine soaking the already dampened fabric of her panties and beginning to trickle down the insides of her legs. She groaned in genuine shame, in helpless, instinctive embarrassment as for just a fraction of a second her mind was so filled with the enormity of her desperation that she couldn't even remember why she had subjected herself to this again, only to shriek in excitement as she tumbled to all fours, and as the impact of the fall caused her bladder to release itself in all its long restrained fury, to look back over her shoulder and to cry out to the man who was that oh so important reason for all of this.

"Oohhh Jake, I... I tried. I tried but... I still couldn't get there. I'm... oohhh no, p-please, Jake, I'm... nnhha-ahhhhhh..."

She could hear the force of her own urine hitting the insides of her panties; the unmistakable hissing of her body's high volume, high pressure release, the drumming of piss against the carpet below, the change in tone as her underwear grew so saturated that it barely presented any barrier at all any longer. Her eyes rolled back, grunting, whining in helpless pleasure, undeniable relief and gratitude as at last the pressure on her bladder was released, and as she knelt there on all fours panting and pissing to her heart's content, Rebecca could only moan and whimper in excitement as she felt a trembling, warm hand press up against the crotch of her panties and feel the force of her long and powerful release against its fingers.

"J-Jaaahh... Jake..."

Rebecca grunted as she felt the horse touching her, as she heard him gasp, felt his hand quivering as he felt her pissing first-hand. Moments later his fingers were clutching at her sodden panties, tugging them aside, a frantic whinny following as he no doubt set eyes upon her pussy itself, mid-stream, helplessly continuing to let loose as Rebecca actively tried to push a little harder, and her now free, exposed nether regions sent a spray of piss arcing out behind her that from the frantic cry which escaped Jake must have impacted against some portion of the stallion's own body. What the wolf hadn't expected though, not because she didn't want it but rather because she simply hadn't been able to conceive of it, was what she felt immediately after that. A finger, then two, pushing into her nether regions. A thumb returning to her clit even as she pissed, her flow trailing off for a moment as Jake fingered her, only to return harder than ever when his digits pulled free again, Rebecca shrieking in pleasure and renewed relief, and the stallion snorting, groaning in pure, uncontrolled elation once more.

For the rest of Rebecca's release, as she wet herself totally and completely, soaking the carpet, her panties, the fur and flesh of her own legs not to mention Jake's hands and whatever other parts of himself she'd hit with her more potent sprays, the stallion continued to explore her. To tease and pleasure her, and to generally revel in being able to touch her body as he wished even as she did what yesterday he had only been able to observe from afar. Neither of them spoke, at least not more than semi-regular, breathless moans of one another's names. Nothing more than that and loud, joyous moans were required to express how they felt about what was happening. It was clear as day, and unlike yesterday there was no inequality. No lack of preparedness on either side, at least as much as anyone could be prepared for sharing an experience like this for the first time.

For well over a minute, her bladder large and having been filled to the absolute extreme, Rebecca pissed, before finally her flow began to trail off, the wolf simply relaxing her muscles and letting it dribble and drip down over her throbbing clit, as well as Jake's still gleefully trembling hands. She whined and gasped in relief, in relaxation as finally the pressure on her bladder was gone. She moaned as Jake pressed two fingers inside of her once again, and pulled them out just as swiftly to prompt a last, brief spray of hot urine across his waiting palm. He moaned in delight and repeated the action, Rebecca gasping and crying out as his fingers ever so briefly grazed her g-spot, and looking back over her shoulder with her muzzle open and tongue lolling out in a rather goofy grin when Jake withdrew his fingers, but only the tiniest little trickle of urine escaped from the tiny hole located just beneath where his digits had been so tenderly teasing.

"I... I did it, Jake. You did it. You made me... made me wet myself, again... just for you."

She saw the stallion kneeling there behind her, both hands on her ass, his erection rock hard and straining, what looked like a constant flow of pre-cum trickling down the underside of its flared head. His jeans were gone, his underwear resting further back across the living room beside the couch, and his shirt was matted to his lean figure by several hot, wet streaks of what was obviously Rebecca's piss, not to mention dotted with the residue of his earlier cum and a few droplets of fresh pre. His face was scarlet, but he was grinning as she addressed him, as she accused and credited him with what had just happened to her. Slowly, happily, he nodded.

"I... I know. And, oh my god, Mrs Robinson. It was the fucking hottest thing I've ever... not that I've, I mean... god, you're so hot. You're perfect. I..."

His voice trailed off, and his eyes widened, his cheeks flared, swallowing thickly as he realised what he might have just been about to say. Rebecca knew, of course. And she beamed, not needing him to say it, but feeling the rush of warmth that came from knowing that the intention was there. Whether he meant it deeply or just in that moment, he had been about to say that he loved her. And while Rebecca could have gotten mushy over how long it had been since she'd heard someone say that, or even almost say it with such unabashed and unguardedly intense feeling, she instead considered something else.

That if ever there was a perfect moment for her to take what she wanted, what this whole experience had been leading towards for her, it was now.

"Jake?"

The stallion smiled at the sound of his name leaving her lips, and looked up at her hopefully, a little embarrassed by what he'd almost said but far more eager, far more enthused by everything that had just happened than anything else.

Rebecca took a deep breath, wiggled her soaking wet, piss-stained nether regions at the young, virgin stallion and his huge cock, and moaned softly.

"Now that I've... t-that we've... oh, Jake. Fuck me. Please. Fuck me, right now."

A look of pure elation, of continued wonder and eager delight crossed Jake's face as he heard what the older wolf was asking of him next, but to Rebecca's surprise he did not immediately leap upon her. Instead his hands moved to his shirt, and as he began to unfasten its remaining buttons Rebecca took the opportunity to strip off her own t-shirt, freeing her otherwise bare breasts and rendering herself all but naked, bar the panties now down around her knees and the shorts wrapped around her ankles. Soon after though, even then weren't a problem any more as with a gasp and a giggle Rebecca felt Jake teasing those last items of clothing free from her body, the now wholly naked stallion seemingly wanting to ensure that she was too before they began what she was still acutely aware was going to be his first time.

No sooner were they both devoid of clothes though, Rebecca saw Jake look up at her for approval. She blushed, nodded as a tremor of absolute glee crashed through her, and watched as the fantasy that had held her captive since yesterday was swiftly and perfectly accomplished. She had seduced him. Coaxed him into her home, out of his pants and into a sexual frenzy with her piss, and now... now he was rising up onto his knees, shuffling forward behind her, and...

"Ooh... oh, yes... Jake..."

She felt his firmness, his heat press against her nether regions, guided there by a trembling hand as she knelt on all fours, waiting, tail raised high, eagerly anticipating every inch that the stallion had to offer.

"Do it. Do it, Jake. Fuck me. Put it in, deep... and... oh god. Oh. Ohhh fuck, yes! Fuck me!"

Jake whinnied loudly as his head slipped into Rebecca's depths, so hot, so wet, and so tight around his cock in a way that his fingers had not been nearly sensitive, or indeed thick enough to notice. He heard the wolf crying out to him in pleasure, and answered her in equally joyous, deliriously eager terms.

"Mrs Robinson... oh, shit. You're... I'm... fuck. Ohhh fuck, this feels so... please, tell me what you need. Tell me what I can do t-to... to make you cum."

He slid his cock into her deeper and deeper, but even as the pleasure of her clutching inner walls and the awareness of his virginity being stolen away once and for all swept through the horse, he still thought of her before himself. She had just shared such an incredible experience with him, and much as it was no doubt a relief to them both that what they had shared yesterday had been an oddly pleasant if still humiliating experience for them both in hindsight, he still hadn't seen or heard the older woman cum. And he wanted to, truly, deeply... though perhaps not quite as deeply as he had wanted to see her piss herself, he really did want to not just see Mrs Robinson cum, but be the one to make her do so.

When the wolf answered his question though, her answer surprised him not just in its bluntness, but also in its inherent simplicity.

"Just... oh, just fucking fuck me, Jake. Deep, and hard, and... like it's not just your first time, but... my first in far too long, too."

Jake's cheeks flushed deeper, Rebecca trembling as she felt his cock twitch in anticipation. The equine male nodded, leaned forward so that he was half kneeling, half mounting the smaller, more curvaceous wolf, and drew a few inches of his cock back out of the tight, wet depths clutching at him. He gasped, but didn't falter, and thrust back in. He withdrew again, and thrust his hips forward a little harder, a little deeper than before, and groaned in elation as a helplessly blissful whimper escaped the woman beneath him. The horse kissed her on the back of one shoulder, an instinctive gesture that felt right in the moment and which to his relief the wolf responded to with yet another happy moan, and a moment later as he began to thrust in a more steady, constant rhythm, his ears were greeted by words that every virgin dreamed of hearing.

"Oh. Oh god, Jake, that's... that's it. Oh, fuck. So good... so... ah, yes!"

Rebecca's eyes rolled back as Jake's thrusts grew in force, depth and confidence overall. She had been prepared to bolster his ego a little, and had hoped that the horse's size might make up for any understandable lack of technique on his part. But this? This was beyond her wildest expectations. He wasn't just a competent lover. He wasn't even good. She felt her arms giving out beneath her, and as her head sank to the carpet, tongue lolling out and eyes rapidly glazing over, she gave a strained, overwhelmed gurgle of pleasure as his cock hammered deep into her, and the thick vein that ran down the thick shaft's underside dragged its way back and forth rapidly and constantly across her aching clit. With natural talent alone Jake was an incredible lover, and... with a little guidance, and a number of attempts to practice his craft. Rebecca bit her lip, and whined gleefully at the mere thought of what else that cock might be able to do to her, beyond the bliss it was already rather rapidly invoking.

"Right there. Right... ohhh... oh my god, Jake, I'm... I'm gonna cum... oh Jesus. Oh fuck, yes, you're... you're making me... m-mhhaahh... yes. Don't stop! I'm close!"

Crying out to the horse, clawing and batting her palms against the carpet beneath her, Rebecca could hear Jake grunting softly, repeatedly from where he was lying increasingly flat against her back as he pumped his hips against her plump rear harder and harder still.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Do it. Do it. C'mon. M-make her cum. Please. Fuck. Fuck!"

Her cheeks flushed, truly touched by his eager dedication, and a louder, more unhinged cry followed soon in its wake.

"Keep going! I... oh god, don't stop until you've... until... oh. Ohhh Jake! Fuck, I'm... ohh god. Ohhh my fucking... yes! Cumming. Cumming! Jake! Fuck! Fuck!! Ohhhhgodyessssss, _ Jake _!"

For much of his teenage years Jake had imagined one day making a woman scream his name as he fucked her, but the reality was a billion times more incredible than any one of the myriad masturbatory fantasies that had ended that way. He felt her pussy convulsing, milking him, squeezing him like his hands had and would never come even remotely close to replicating as a sensation. He felt a fresh eruption of liquids from just beneath the hole into which his cock was still repeatedly plunging, this time spraying out hard against his heavily swinging balls, and whether piss or some other substance providing the bulk of her ejaculate, its presence only urged him on harder still, desperate to provoke more of the same from the snarling, shrieking wolf. He felt her body shake violently beneath his, and listened to her ear-splitting cries like they were a world class symphony. And then, as her pussy stopped trembling and squeezing quite as hard, as her screams fell back into more breathless, strained moans and whimpers, he heard a strained plea that set his heart and mind alike afire to even more volatile extremes.

"Again..."

The wolf begged, not sure if she could handle that feeling again, but knowing without doubt that she most definitely couldn't handle not experiencing it a second time.

"Jake. Oh... please, Jake. Just like that. Fuck me. Make me cum... mmmhh... make me scream like that, again."

What else could Jake do in the face of such a plea but feverishly obey? He worked himself harder, panting, grunting, fighting just to draw enough breath to keep him going. Beneath him, all the while, Rebecca continued to cry out. To quake, to slap and claw at the floor below, to surrender completely and wholly to what the horse was doing to her, far too busy revelling in every instant of the incredible sensations to restrain herself in the slightest. She didn't care if this was going to give Jake a bit of an ego going forward. Hell, he deserved one. She had gone to such extremes to make this happen, to get Jake here and to get him worked up enough to grant her this rough, wild fuck for which she had been waiting for far too long. But of all the possible outcomes, Rebecca hadn't thought that she might find herself feeling as though it was her who owed more to the horse by the time they were done. Yet now, as his thrusting grew more frantic and his bellowing cries louder and ever more strenuous, matched by her own shrieks of increasingly renewed intensity, it most definitely felt as though the virgin horse was due a big reward for what he was doing to her... and what he would hopefully continue to do to her.

Rebecca groaned, and scratched at the carpet beneath her once again as to her shock and wonder, she found herself already planning the next time that she could piss herself for him. Not another day, not another week some time down the line when she was horny and desperate enough to seek out his aid again, but later that same day. She could do it. She wanted to. She had to, if it meant that Jake might share more of this with her. If it meant he might fuck her, and make her cum again like she already had... and was about to for a second time.

"Mrs... ooh. Ahhh, g-god..."

Jake whispered, his voice ragged, barely able to find the breath to utter those few brief gasps.

"Gonna..."

He grunted, any further words failing to manifest, but that solitary admission telling Rebecca everything that she needed to know.

"Do it."

Rebecca whined as she felt the male's cock flare, as she felt his balls slap roughly and repeatedly against the mound of her pussy while Jake put on one final, frenetic burst of speed.

"Do it, Jake. Inside. Cum in me. Fill me up. Oh, fuck. Jake. Yes. Yes, I... oohhh god... fuck!"

She didn't scream this time, didn't roar and snarl at the top of her lungs, but only because the orgasm that crashed over her and Jake at the same moment was sufficiently powerful to steal the last breath from her lungs and leave her quaking, twitching, and squirting as the stallion mounting her gave a desperate cry of his own and began to pump molten cum deep, deep into Rebecca's spasming depths.

"Oh! Oh! Oohh... Mrs Robinson... I... yes... oh my god..."

He flooded her with such volume, so much that Rebecca could scarcely believe she had seen him cum once already far less than an hour ago, and knowing full well from first-hand experience that his balls had also been thoroughly drained yesterday. Yet there was no denying the feel of it flooding her. Wave after wave, spurt after spurt, her body milking his for every drop it had to offer as he in turn quivered, throbbed, and continued to buck against the wolf, sending volatile waves of pleasure crashing over her rather fried, frazzled mind in equally rampant quantities. They shook, gasped and shared in that deliriously potent pleasure together to the last gasp, the last twinge, and the last drop. Even when it was over though, Jake still delivered a few more thrusts as though hoping to re-ignite the fires of their orgasms anew. He whinnied, grunted, and for a brief while longer utterly refused to admit that it was over. That his first time, both ever and more importantly with Mrs Robinson, was done.

It was, though, and soon he had no choice but to admit it as his body simply became too sensitive to keep on working his cock within the wolf. Together, slowly, gingerly, they collapsed to the floor, damp with a combination of their leaking juices and Rebecca's earlier, abundant piss still soaked into the carpet's fabric. They slipped free from one another, but no sooner had they done so Rebecca rolled over onto her back, wrapped her arms and legs around Jake, and then rolled him over so that she could lie astride him, and finally, hungrily crawl up the length of his tall, lean body enough to plant a deep, passionate kiss upon his sweet snout.

"Holy shit..."

She whispered to him as their lips parted again almost a minute later, eyes heavy, cheeks flushed, chests resting together and heaving in continued exertion.

"...Jake, you... you're..."

Her voice trailed off, and she closed her eyes for a moment as she gathered herself as best she could in her fatigued, satisfied, yet still on some level desperately needy state of mind.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself, Jake. And... I really, really hope that you'd like to do this with me again some time very soon. All of it, again."

The horse whickered bashfully, but nodded without hesitation, craning his neck up to deliver a less experienced but still rather tender kiss to the wolf in return. His cheeks flushed a little deeper, and with nervous eagerness, he asked the question which Rebecca could already see glimmering bright in his eyes.

"When?"

Giggling playfully, Rebecca shrugged.

"Well, your mother told me that you're heading off to college at the end of the summer. So... as often as I can until then, perhaps starting as soon as I can feel my legs, so I can get up and get something to drink from the kitchen."

Her own face burned hot at the obvious insinuation that getting a drink no doubt held for them both, wondering if she'd ever be able to take a sip of any liquid ever again without thinking of the horse, and stifling another giggle as she imagined Jake getting hard every time he saw any woman getting a glass of water. Sure enough, the horse was already staring at her with awe, with hopefulness, and with unashamed lust despite his own recent release.

"You mean... again, today? Now?"

Rebecca grinned.

"Not right now. Right now, we snuggle."

She kissed his chest, blushing as she tasted a slight tanginess which she soon realised might well have been the residue of her own urine from when she'd sprayed his shirt earlier.

"But, if you don't have any other plans for today... I'm sure I can come up with a reason to call your mother, and ask if you're okay to stay for a few hours, to keep on helping me out."

Jake grinned. He nodded, and wrapped his arms around the plump older woman with sincere gratitude and joy.

"I... I'd really like that. I don't have anything else to do, and... honestly, Mrs Robinson? Even if I did... I'd cancel it, to have a chance to do this all again... with you."

Rebecca beamed, and laid her head down on the horse's chest, sighing happily as she felt his still semi-hard cock twitch against one of her thighs, and as she felt his lips kiss gently between her ears. It had been a long time since she'd felt this way. Not just so wild, so kinky, and so sexually satisfied. But also... so content, both after sex, and in general within the arms of a lover. She had wanted to fuck Jake. To feel that cock inside her. Everything else that they had shared had been in pursuit of that goal, and it had undeniably helped her to achieve it. But... now, in the wake of it all, even if she could have skipped some of those parts and just gotten straight to the fucking, she wouldn't have. Not if there was any chance things might have turned out any differently to this, wrapped up in a man's strong arms, breathing in the hot musk of his sweat, his cum... and a little of her own stale urine alongside it.

"I'm glad, Jake."

She murmured to him.

"Very glad. Because... I really don't want to wait a second longer than I have to, to feel you inside me again, and... to see your face as maybe this time... I piss all over your rock hard cock."

Rebecca giggled as the horse gave a desperate, overwhelmingly turned on groan at that suggestion, and she felt him squeeze her tighter in his arms, as though unable to believe that he had found such a woman, and utterly unwilling to let her go.

"Sometimes, some things, they just can't wait."

She whispered to the blushing, needy stallion.

"And, sometimes... even if they can wait a little longer, we can still choose not to."

Her own cheeks flushed, she giggled, closed her eyes in a moment of concentration, and listened a moment later to the horse's cry of shock, and of bliss as her post-orgasmic body released its bladder, and though there wasn't nearly as much in there now as there had been before, she began to shamelessly, playfully piss once again, all over the horse's recently spent, but suddenly once more stiffening cock.

By Jeeves

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