When All Resistance Is Gone - Sex Stories

When All Resistance Is Gone

... reached out and touched her shoulder. Instantly, I saw a dark stain appear on the crotch of her leggings. It spread rapidly, outward and downward. At first, I was bemused, then realized she was wetting herself. Urine pooled about her sneakers as the flow continued. Her leggings now looked closer to slate grey, and I tried to figure how to break her trance.

I took her in my arms and held her close, ignoring the damp feeling against my bare legs. I held her and put my head close to hers, mouth against her ear. I whispered over and over.

"You're safe, Kat. I'm here. I've got you."

At first, she was stiff as a board and trembling. Slowly, I felt her body sag against mine and the shaking slowly subsided. I kept on holding her, long after I felt my own shorts soaked through, and the light smell of pee had permeated the entire room. As worried as I was, I have to admit, I was also massively turned on. I barely even knew things like peeplay existed. Now, I'd experiences something firsthand that I could honestly chalk up as the most erotic sight of my life. If only it hadn't involved my sister being in distress, I thought guiltily.

Eventually, Kat began to breathe normally, and I felt her embrace tighten as strength returned to her arms. We held each other for what felt like an hour. Certainly, long enough for the pee to become freezing cold and uncomfortable for me. I could only imagine what it must have been like for her.

"Oh, Kay." She whispered, helplessly. I felt a ...

... surge of pride that I could protect her, and fear at the fact that she recently felt the need for a protector. I also had to be careful to keep my rod of iron away from her.

"I've got you." I repeated.

"I'm so cold." She whispered. I realized she was shaking again, this time from the freezing pee-soaked clothes rather than the fear. I swept her up into my arms and carried her to the shower room. Still holding her like a giant child, I used my other hand to turn on the water. When the temperature felt just right, I stepped in under the jets, still holding her. I figured both our clothes would require cleaning, so why not? I let the warm water flow over us both, washing away the smell of pee.

Kat began to fully come to. She started spluttering and waving her arms about.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing, doofus!?" She shouted at me, bringing back memories of less happy times together.

"I'm warming you up and cleaning us both."

"What? Why?"

"Em, Kat, you peed yourself."

"I what?"

"Something freaked you out while I was gone."

"There was a knock at the door. I thought it was them."

I relaxed. "It was Sallah. I met him on the stairs. He was just checking in to make sure everything was alright. Said he hadn't seen either of us in so long."

Kat began to sob again, long jagged breaths with plenty of snot.

"Ugggh!" I screamed, waving my hands as if getting rid of the mucus.

That got Kat laughing. Soon, I felt comfortable enough to leave her on ...