Peeing One

by Naomi

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Reina, 24, African American, leaned heavily on her own very early sexual awakenings to judge young girls she met.

Reina was confused and cried often over the swirl of feelings coming to her at age 9. Not just that they were sexual feelings but also that they were directed toward her friends and older women too.

As with most mothers of girls with such early awakenings Reina could not talk to hers about them since he mother saw her as her "little girl." One thing that was firm in Reina's memory was how her sexual awakenings were tied so much to peeing.

It felt very weird and made her feel even more apart from others when she would fondle herself and find the need to pee overwhelming her, not then realizing that the only thing really attached to her girlhood was peeing.

Reina had attended a private school for girls age 8-12 and now she worked in the office there.

Reina's feeling for young girls which were "normal" when she was 9 and now would be seen as repugnant by many.

And yet still she looked at the girls at the school and wondered which had the feedings Reina had at that age.

And Reina had without incident taken the risk with two girls in her two years working at the school, sensing her own early wanting would avoid approaching a girl with no such sexual longings yet.

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Now she saw Ellen almost every day. This was because Ellen waited to be picked up by he mother who arrived almost always well after most had left with Reina closing the office and keeping an eye on "Ellen or other girls waiting to be picked up.

All the girls wore the required school uniform of pastel blouse and full pleated calf length dark skirt and except for the girls 11 or 12 had not the slightest sign of physical maturing..

And quite more than other girls Ellen's legs were tightly held or moving in and out in response to what Reina knew was a bladder over-full from having held in and not peed in the bathrooms at the school. Reina had never liked to pee in public bathrooms especially with open stalls as in the school, and still did not.

With no African American students at the school right now Reina knew that girls who looked at her often did so simply because of Reina's being African American, and very darkly complected too.

So with Ellen moving in response to her full bladder she did follow Reina with her eyes. And Reina was attracted to Ellen because of her held in pee and her eyes and very much because of her auburn hair and freckled face.

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Opportunity presented itself when one day Ellen's mother, June, called to ask could someone take Ellen home since June had to work until about 8 that night.

Reina said she would and told Ellen who was sitting as usual with her legs back and forth or held tight because of her s-usual full bladder.

Making sure that Ellen's need to pee was strong Reina took her time closing up but eventually she was driving Ellen home under Ellen's directions and small talk about girls at school, the school uniform, that older girls wore shorts and not panties under the skirt sometimes.

Reina took this as Ellen's innocent way of saying to Reina that Ellen liked girls.

When they arrived at Ellen's the girl asked if Reina wanted a drink before driving off and Reina took the invitation and came into Ellen's house.

Ellen gave Reina no time to look over her surroundings before grabbing Reina's hand and leading her to Ellen's bedroom. She pointed out her made bed and little work space for school while she stood so clearly needing to pee.

"Which girl at school do you like the most?" Reina asked, deciding to dive into things so that if she was wrong it would be clear right off.

But Ellen blushed furiously.

"Lana," she said, referring to a blonde 11 year old with budding breasts.

"She's pretty...like you,: Reina said.

"Do you know which girls like girls?" Ellen asked, fidgeting with her need to pee.

"Sometimes. I am lesbian and have been since I was 9," Reina said, bringing Ellen's eyes to wide open.

"I also never liked to pee at school with the open stalls," Reina said.

Again Ellen blushed.

Almost without Ellen's realizing it Reina went into Ellen's bathroom and luckily found a bath towel draped over the shower stall. She took it and lay it on Ellen's bed.

"I still like little girls," Reina said cupping Ellen's chin.

"I..I'm glad..I...I like YOU," Ellen said weakly.

"Do you think about kissing Lana?" Reina asked, a finger crossing over Ellen's lips.

"Yes."

"Do you think about seeing her little tits, her pussy?" Reina asked using the words purposefully and watching Ellen's face react to them.

"A lot," Ellen said.

"Would you like to see my black pussy?" Reina asked.

"Yes," Ellen said.

"And could I see your sweet pussy?" Reina asked right c lose to Ellen now.

Ellen did not answer but observed as Reina found the buttons and zippers to let the full pleated school skirt drop away and then the yellow blouse leaving Ellen in her white panty, chest flat as a board, thighs tight together and nonexistent.

Reina guided Ellen's fingers to the zipper and button of her slacks and then let them fall from her to reveal her deep blackness making a glowing ember of her lace and net yellow panty.

Ellen was not asking herself how Reina knew. She was not asking herself how those uneasy feelings were now moving all through every alcove of her little body and seeming to sp0read open into a small heat.

Ellen looked openly at Reina, taking in her richly dark skin tones, the swell of her panty's crotch, the hint of wild hairs coming out from the elastic.

With a gentle urging Reina sat Ellen on the towel on her bed and lay her back and with no resistance from Ellen moved apart the girl's knees and caressed inside her unshapen thighs before riding on to the reinforced crotch of Ellen's little girl panty.

Reina knew how the powerful call of Ellen's bladder was now at its loudest and now combined with the way Reina's eyes and touch were caressing the girl's primitive sexuality.

The swoon in Ellen's face and her flailing arms came right along with her urethra's release of her pee. It came from her in a large strong curve with Ellen unaware of what was causing this sense of release.

Reina watched, her eyes loving as they took in the stream, the open thighs, the slight parting of Ellen's vulva lips before she could not resist letting her fingers slip into the stream and feel its heat as it now sprayed over the towel on over Ellen's thighs and lower belly.

Reina thought to herself how for her in her early days it was her way of cumming and that for Ellen it was much the same and indeed the girl's face contorted not just with the pleasure of relieving her bladder but with an innocent but plain sexual lust.

Reina took her pleasure totally from Ellen's fac e and movements and small mewling sounds while the Black girl bathed her hand in Ellen's peeing fountain, wanting to taste but holding back so as not to scare the girl.

For Ellen it was a wave of pleasure and sensation that she tried to hold onto as her pee stream slowed to a dribble and she let herself be held close by Reina.