Chapter 4: Chapter 4
He was careful not to squish her too much. "I don't want to make you soil yourself, Maylee. I don't want to make you anything. I just want to help you. That's all." He said it like a dare, and it made him even more attractive.She looked up at him, her face lit by the glow of the ceiling lights. Her eyes were huge and brown and filled with life. "Oh, my God." she thought "This is going to be bad. Really bad. I can feel it . This is going to be one helluva mess."They were on the seventh floor when the real trouble started. A group of students came running down the hall. They were dressed in their pajamas and seemed drunk. The group blocked the way for Eugene to pass onto the next 2 flights of stairs, as they walked by them. Maylee didn't blame Eugene for stopping, but a jolt of pain shot through her blatter and she felt another leak of urine escape her body. This time it was a little more. Enough to make Eugene's plaid shirt sleeve wet. Eugene looked worried and uncomfortable in Maylee's eyes. One let a tear roll. "sorry, Eugene", she apologized. The group disappeared down the stairs, and Eugene started to walk the last 2 flights up. Maylee was shaking in discomfort and pain. Farts and pee-leaks started to happen more frequently, and less controllably. When he reached the top, he turned around to look back down the hall. There was nobody there. "Thank God. I think I might have made it," he sighed relieved. Maylee felt relief too, as she didn't realise it was already to late. A hot stream of urine was escaping her body. Her bowel movement followed. Her panties filled up with warmth, and the liquid soaked through her pants, onto Eugene's arms. He looked down at his shirt and saw the wet spot. He sighed with content. He looked down at her and smiled. "You did well, Maylee." He patted her on the back. "I hope you feel better ". She smiled back, a little weakly and embarrassed as the flow was stil coming, seemingly without end. She felt like crying. She felt like puking. She felt like dying. But she didn't. She had to keep going; and after 7 long minutes, the stream of urine ended. Maylee was soaked and realised she had let go 3 heavy lumps of poop in her pants. The size of it al formed a big warm bulge. "Would you like me to keep holding you?" Eugene asked compassionate.Maylee nodded. He held her tightly and rubbed her back. The warmth of his hand sent a shock of pleasure through her body. "Yes, please." she moaned embarrassed. "Keep holding me. Just get me to the bathroom and I promise I won’t make you clean up after me." Eugene smiled back. "I wouldn't mind though. All I want for you is to feel okay and safe. "He kissed her on the forehead.
He carried her to the bathroom. She felt like crying, and puking in disgust, but Eugene made it all right. She felt like he was making her invisible from her embarrassment, and she felt loved with Eugene. He kept calm, after all this, and that meant the world to her. Eugene set Maylee on the floor of one of the bathroom stalls. This hallway was deserted at this hour, so the silence made them both comfortable. "Can I help with something? Anything?" He asked.Maylee swallowed hard. She wasn't sure what to say or do.
"I... I want you to stay, Eugene. Just... Stay.... Please.... Make me feel safe while I clean up my mess. You may help me with cleaning up, but you don't have to. You've done a lot already. Thank you for that."Eugene smiled. He was happy to stay. He was happy to help. He was happy to make her feel safe. Maylee got into the stall, and started emptying her panties in the toilet bowl. Meanwhile, Eugene unbuttoned his shirt at the washing table to start cleaning it. After a few minutes, Maylee walked out of the stall. Eugene blushed, and was unknowingly staring at the view Maylee just exposed. Eugene had no experience with women. Especially naked women. Maylee stood there with her filthy clothes in her arms, just covering her breasts, bare naked. "Could you clean mine too while you're at it," she asked a little uneasy. "Uh... Shoot... I... I mean.. Shure!" he stuttered, while enjoying the view of the woman he fell in love to, only a few dozen minutes earlier, standing there gloriously naked. Maylee felt a little strange standing there, naked in front of a guy she barely knew, but she felt safe. She felt warm. She felt loved. She felt beautiful. She felt soft. She felt comfortable. She felt at peace. She felt at home. Eugene washed his shirt and her clothes in the bathroom sink, while unable to split his gaze from her naked body. Maylee, felt strange, but loved, and for the first time in her life, sexy. As she had never exposed herself, like this, to a guy before. Heck, she never even wet her pants before. The pooping, she found disgusting, but wetting herself in front of a guy she likes, she swore to herself, will definitely happen again. She felt like she discovered her new self. She felt like she found her new identity. She felt like she found her sexuality. She felt like she found her new life. Eugene took her freshly washed clothes out of the sink and handed them to her, he started drying his own shirt under a blow-dryer. Maylee threw her clothes at the ground, and took Eugene's shoulders to turn him around. She hugged him. Her nipples were hard and rubbing against his, and as she realized this, she kissed him passionately on the lips. He responded by holding her tighter, and kissing her more deeply. They broke their kiss, and she stepped back to look at him in the mirror. His eyes met hers, and she smiled. He smiled back. "Do you need help with your pants, Maylee?" he asked innocently.She bit her lip. "No. Thank you though. I'm good." She walked towards the door, and stopped. She turned to face him and they kissed. Now with even more passion.She felt the butterflies erupt again in her stomach. She felt the warmth spread through her body. She felt like she never did before, and so did he. They both had never experienced intimacy before, so they both didn't know what to do. They stared in each other's eyes. both smiling, she bit her lip gently with a wild and crazy gaze in her eyes, like her inner caveman was about to escape. They kissed again. And again. And again. Their tongues exploring each other's mouths. His hands exploring her body. Her hands exploring his. Their minds in sync, thinking the same thing: "This is amazing. This is the first time I felt like this. I can see myself doing this again and again!"They pulled away finally. Both breathing heavily. Smiling wildly. Exchanging kisses once again. Then pulling apart yet again. Breathing fire. Looking deep into each others' eyes. Waiting patiently for another chance. By this time they were both naked. smiling, clawing and growling at each other like wild wolf cubs. until they started kissing again passionately. Sparks were flying over the bathroom floor. The empty hallways were shaking with passion, and then it just happened. She felt a satisfying full sense between her legs, and her pupils widened. He felt a warm, moist, glowing sensation around his member. Again, their minds were in sync again, both of their pupils widened. Both felt energy flowing through their spines, and as they both started thrusting in sync, they both thought "What's this? This is amazing! I can do this all night!"And they did. For hours. All night long!! My god...
They both groaned in unison, and it was true. It was the best moment of their lives up to now. The thrusting sped up, and both got again a new sensation. A warm kind of tingle that grew intenser as they sped up. Suddenly everything seemed brighter. Everything looked clearer. Trees became towers. Stones walls morphed into sculptured masterpieces. The Pressure was on. It was a beautiful thing. A thing to remember forever. A sigh of release, along with a warm flow from their groins, escaped them. Their bodies released pent up tension, and they collapsed onto the bathroom floor together, hot and sticky. Sweaty and satisfied. Gasps filled the air like confetti during a fireworks display. Tears rolled down cheeks unseen behind furrowed brows. Happy tears. Tender moments. Memories made. Love shared. Emotions heightened. Time slowed down. Life paused. They both came to the realization of what just happened, and they were happy about it. Letting go of each other would become difficult, so they decided to enjoy each other's presence a little longer as they enclosed their arms around each other. Breathless and gasping for breath, they laid here and breathed each other in, sharing a small smile. They've done something wonderful. Something unique. Special. Joyous. Ecstatic. Euphoric. Words couldn't describe how they feel. No one else could have possibly understood or appreciated how special tonight really was. Tonight we proved our feelings are valid. We're not alone anymore. From today, Maylee and Eugene will be together forever.