Lori Ch 03 3

After a relaxing summer break, Lori had started college. She was only a few hours from home, but the freedom was still there, and now she got to explore her arousal from desperation and relief denial on her own terms. To be fair, after the incredible bonding experience on graduation day, Lori had shared some of her feelings with her mom surrounding desperation and denial of relief, and it turned out that Nora had some feelings not too dissimilar from those of her daughter, and they'd bonded even more over instances where they each were denied relief when they'd needed it badly.

Now Lori was on her own to enjoy her college experience and have fun with relief denial for herself. But perhaps she'd share her experiences with her mom anyway. After all, it seemed to be a shared interest. It turned out as a freshman, she was in the older dorm farther from classes, and the building occasionally had maintenance issues, including plumbing from time to time, which occasionally helped her have a little more fun with relief denial, as the water would occasionally be shut down, and the bathrooms rendered unusable. They offered up bathrooms in the next building over as a solution, but Lori would often pretend the lines were too long or find out for herself that they actually were. Sometimes she'd get involved in something that would prevent her from going to the bathroom just to feel her needs get more urgent. The strange part was that her roommate, Erica, didn't seem to mind when Lori deprived herself of the bathroom, in fact Lori was starting to wonder if Erica enjoyed it and wouldn't say so. Erica was an athletic blonde with a slim body and an ass that drew stares from men and women, and boobs on the larger side of normal.

Sometimes, Lori had been really daring, and gone to bed needing a bathroom badly, woken up bursting, and deprived herself relief even longer by other means. Today was one of those days, but it wasn't going to be her choice how long she had to wait, she just didn't know it yet.

As she woke up Monday morning after holding her pee as she fell asleep, Lori was extremely full. She didn't plan on holding it very much longer, but she still laid in bed squirming just a little longer, thoroughly enjoying the arousal she was feeling from her bladder being so incredibly full. As she was about to get up after briefly and quietly getting herself off, she noticed Erica turn away almost too quickly. Was Erica watching her squirm with desperation and getting herself off? It would be interesting if they could explore it together, but she wasn't sure how to approach the issue, so she let it go for the moment. Lori had showered before bed, so she'd just need to pee, get dressed and hit the cafeteria before her first of three classes today.

Lori rose from her bed a moment later, slipped into her flip-flops, and shuffled down the hall, feeling her bladder's fullness the whole way. When she turned the corner, she was surprised to see a sign on the bathroom door saying, "Water and plumbing shut down for emergency maintenance, please use James Hall." She swore, but then she knew she could still hold it a little while longer. She'd just have to get dressed, find breakfast, and pee somewhere else on campus.

She got back to the room and told Erica, "Plumbing and water are down for emergency maintenance again, I guess I need to hold my pee a bit longer."

Erica groaned and said, "Yeah, me too I guess. I need to go pretty badly."

"Me too," Lori said, "wanna get breakfast and we'll find bathrooms elsewhere?"

"Sounds good."

They left for the cafeteria a few minutes later, both holding their full bladders. Lori again wondered if Erica enjoyed being full and being denied relief but was struggling to ask. All she knew was that she hoped they'd be able to pee after breakfast, or the day might be a little rough. They had most classes together and in fact had all three together today, and if Lori had to hold her pee, likely so would Erica. If they couldn't pee soon, it might provide an opportunity to see if Erica was like her.

They got to the cafeteria, grabbing a small breakfast, and ate it relatively quickly so they'd have a chance to pee before their first class. As they wrapped up breakfast, the girls were getting fidgety. They both had to pee quite badly, Lori decidedly more as she hadn't gone before bed. They finally got up and went to find a bathroom.

They reached the nearest bathroom a minute later, now just less than fifteen minutes before their first class. When they rounded the corner, there was a line stretching out the door, and both girls looked at each other with a desperate expression, and Lori suggested they wait to see if the line was moving. Erica agreed, so they stood in line waiting and fidgeting with the pressure in their bladders. A few minutes of waiting and the line hadn't moved at all. Erica was squirming, and so was Lori. Lori finally said, "Okay, we're going to be late, maybe we can find one outside our first room."

"I hope so," Erica said with some tension in her voice, "because I need to go pretty badly."

"Me too," Lori said, baiting the hook a little, "but I actually had to go when I went to bed last night." Erica said nothing, but Lori knew Erica shot her a glance. There was something there for sure, she'd need to bait her more.

They got to their first building, and immediately looked for a bathroom, finding one on the ground floor. Of course, as Lori's luck went, it was closed for maintenance. She swore silently, realizing she wouldn't have time to find another bathroom before class, and she and Erica would be holding it through class. Erica said, "Not good, my bladder is super full, I need to pee!"

"The universe just told us no," Lori said, "so I guess we just need to wait longer." She was bursting too but would have to hold her full bladder even longer. It was just that kind of day again.

They got to class with no time to spare, and settled into some seats in the back so they didn't draw too much attention from their desperate fidgeting as they fought their full bladders. The professor droned on, but neither Lori nor Erica focused too much on what he was saying, knowing they could catch up in the textbook if they had to. As Erica endured a major bladder spasm halfway through and quietly whimpered, Lori was between urges but feeling a ton of pressure in her bladder. She quietly asked Erica while staring at her notebook and pretending to write, "How does it make you feel being denied the relief you badly need?"

"What? Ummm, well," Erica said, "I'm pretty desperate. I'm worried about how long I'll be able to keep holding it before I wet myself." She wasn't completely sure what Lori was asking, and Lori could tell.

"I mean," Lori continued, being a bit blunter, "does it turn you on needing to go so badly and being denied the relief you desperately need?"

Erica looked right at Lori like she just accidentally discovered her secret identity. "Honestly? I'm so turned on right now, it's hard to keep a straight face."

Lori smiled at her roommate as she was suddenly crossing her legs and whimpering with the effort of holding her own desperately full bladder, and said, "I had a feeling, I just wasn't sure quite how to ask. It turns me on too and has for some time. I'll tell you some stories later once we're out of this ordeal. They're good."

Erica smiled at the deep connection she suddenly had with her gorgeous roommate, then said with a devilish grin, "You think you're the only one?" Lori was instantly wet, and not from her bursting bladder.

They somehow survived first class and planned to check each restroom on the twenty-minute break on their way to their next class, hoping they could find relief soon. Finally, they were released and checked downstairs, finding a massive line, so they walked straight to their next building and class. Both were more waddling than walking, their bladders full nearly to bursting, but both sipped from their water bottles not wanting to get dehydrated.

The girls finally arrived at the other building, and looked around, not seeing a bathroom immediately. They wandered through the ground floor but couldn't find a bathroom. They were frustrated, desperate and running out of time. Erica suggested they check upstairs, even though their class was on the ground floor. Lori agreed, and they made the agonizing climb to the second floor in search of a bathroom with less than ten minutes before their next class started. They got to the second floor, and still didn't see a bathroom anywhere. Erica whined, "I gotta go Lori, now what??"

Lori was dying to piss, and almost couldn't think straight. "I don't know, but I feel like we're out of options, we need to get to class before we're late." Erica whimpered at that suggestion and crossed her legs to stem the ocean in her agonizingly full bladder. They finally walked back downstairs with just a couple minutes to spare and entered their second class of the day with bladders so painfully full they couldn't stop squirming. They picked back row seats again to minimize being noticed as the two girls doing serious potty dances, and gritted their teeth and clenched everything below their waists to prevent wetting themselves in class.

The class went painfully slowly, both girls completely consumed by their bursting bladders, and Lori had a sudden thought. What if, due to the age of the building, the only bathrooms were in the basement? She informed Erica, and they planned on checking before lunch hoping for some better luck.

When the class was finished, the girls were pinned in their seats by desperate urges, and had to wait until a good part of the class had walked out so they wouldn't need to stand still for too long. They both waddled with legs together out the door to a few stares from other classmates on their way to the stairs. They walked down very slowly, trying hard not to piss themselves, and finally reached the basement, and started walking, hoping to find a bathroom. They did, but their hearts both stopped when they read the sign: "Out of Order."

Lori, done being composed, nearly screamed, "Shit, I need to pee! This can't be happening! I can't keep holding it like this!"

"Me neither," Erica said, "my bladder is so full it's starting to hurt! Oh God, I have to go so badly! What are we going to do??"

"I think we skip our last class, head back to the dorms," Lori said, "and hope the bathrooms are finally working."

"I agree," Erica said, "but what if they're not?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there, let's just go, and pray we make it back in time."

The girls painfully climbed the stairs back to ground level, their bladders screaming for relief. They had been denied relief so many times now that neither was sure they'd even make it back to the dorms without pissing themselves. They walked on anyway, legs tightly pressed together as they slowly made their way back. When the dorm was in sight, Lori said, "Oh, thank God, I'm about to explode, if those bathrooms aren't working...."

Erica knew what she was going to say next, even if Lori kept the thought to herself for the moment. Erica was having the same thought. If their bathrooms weren't open, they'd be out of time.

They entered the building less than a minute later and had to climb one more set of stairs in absolute agony, both groaning as their bladders pulsated in their bellies, each hard as a rock, and in so much pain neither could stand up straight.

They made the top of the stairs, barely holding on, and shuffled with legs together to the communal bathroom, and the sign proclaimed they had no way of relieving themselves after all they'd been through. Lori, totally at the end of her rope, her bladder spasming uncontrollably, whined, "Noooo, I need to pee!!! Erica, I can't hold it any longer! It hurts too much! UUUUGH... fuck, I need to go, my bladder is going to burst!!!"

Erica, no better off than Lori at this point, had tears in her eyes as she said, "I'm in so much pain, I literally can't wait a second longer Lori!! Now what??? Oh God, I need to piss!!"

Lori said, "Let's go to our room, maybe they'll be up and running soon???"

"I doubt it," Erica whimpered, "but it's better than pissing ourselves in the hallway."

They hobbled into their room, closing the door behind them and locking it. They both started whimpering and squirming, both on the edge of their control, literally moments away from pissing themselves. Lori tried to lighten the mood when she said, "Are you as aroused by the relief denial as I am??"

"God yes," Erica said, "if I wasn't in so much pain, I'd be getting myself off now."

Lori gave a devilish grin through her pain and desperation and said, "What's stopping us...?"

Erica looked shocked, but she replied with an equally devious expression, and quickly grabbed a few towels from their linen closest as Lori followed suit. A few seconds later both young women were on the floor together, legs spread, bladders painfully screaming for relief as they each started rubbing their pussies. It took several minutes because of the distraction of their outrageously full bladders, but Lori and Erica, both exclaiming how badly they had to pee, climaxed at the same time, followed by multiple subsequent orgasms, as both their bladders erupted into their panties, soaking their butts, lower backs, and panties.

The cleanup wasn't that bad because of the towels, so they both cleaned up quickly, found fresh panties, then got lunch and still made it to their last class with a few minutes to spare. Later in the afternoon, there was just one thing Lori had left to do. The phone rang a couple times, and she heard the greeting on the other end of the line, then said, "Mom! I gotta tell you what just happened!!"