I take you out on the town for a fancy dinner, drinks and dancing, and more drinks. I'm drinking, beer and you're drinking hard lemonade. We both make a pact not to go to the bathroom until we get home. And we made a bet to see which one of us can hold out the longest.
On the ride home, we're both dancing in the car seat to control our bladders. I'm trying to drive with my knees pinned together, and you're sitting in the passenger seat with your hand jammed in your crotch, trying to hold back the pressure. We both run upstairs to the master bathroom, and you win, meaning you get to relieve yourself first. However, the bet included the provision that we both have to do it standing up, and we can't touch our own parts. Oh yea, and we both have to be totally naked before we can go.
We both start wildly stripping off our clothes, dancing on one foot, and then the other, trying to hold back. You position yourself in front of the toilet, and spread your legs a little more than shoulder width, and crouch your knees just a little. I'm standing behind you, and you can feel my stiff cock touching your ass as I reach around and grab each of your pussy lips with either hand, and pull them apart slowly. "HURRY" you shout "before I piss all over the bathroom floor!"
I giggle at your discomfort, even though I know exactly the pressure that you're feeling to relieve yourself.
You're having a little trouble getting started, in this awkward position, and with me holding your pussy lips, so I reach out my thumb and start stroking your clit. This provides the magic sensation to trigger your bladder to release, and your piss starts flowing hot and heavy. Like a true champ, you hit the center of the bowl, and the room fills with the sounds of your stream hitting the water.
Of course, the sound of running water is not a good thing to someone who has to pee as badly as I do, and I'm struggling to hold back my own stream until you're done.
You finish up with a trickle, and I almost push you out of the way to get into position. By force of habit, my hand goes to my cock to aim it at the bowl, and you slap it way, barely missing my cock in the process. The shock of you almost slapping hitting my cock makes me jump, and a short burst of piss shoots out hitting the floor. You look at me with a look that just says "REALLY?"
I actually blush a little as you squeeze up behind me and take a hold of my cock. I now understand why you had trouble starting your stream, even though you had to go very, very badly, because it's just not right having someone else holding your parts in this situation. Remembering my solution, you gently massage the underside of my shaft, and my stream starts flowing.
Not used to having to aim something, it takes a couple seconds for you to center my stream in the bowl, and I let out a huge AAAAHHHHHHH as I'm letting myself go. I finish up and ask you to shake it a couple times, to knock any remaining drops off the tip. You eagerly oblige.
You walk over and start the shower running, and then return and start stroking my cock again, while we share a deep kiss and I finger your pussy. When the water is warm, we step in together, still locked in our embrace with our hands on each other's pink parts. The steaming water beats down on both of us, and like I said before, the sound of running water usually triggers my bladder to release, and I feel a familiar feeling of desperation building in my crotch.
We're standing close together, as you stroke my cock and I continue fingering your pussy. Slowly I start my stream, almost undetected, due to the similarity in temp between my piss and the shower water. After a couple seconds you look down and see what it happening. You are surprised how natural it feels, as my stream gets stronger and then starts to arc out of the tip of my cock, hitting both of us.
You keep stroking my cock and your other hand dips into my stream. You bring that hand to your nose and inhale, realizing the aroma is pretty intoxicating. You kneel down in front of me and let the last of my piss run out over your face and tits.
As I feel your mouth close around my cock, I'm trying to remember again the results of our bet, because I really think we both won tonight.