Too Much To Handle

So my current "girlfriend" (we'll call her that for simplicity sake since even I don't know what we are at times lol) is by no means pee shy. Whenever she has to go, she more than makes it known to anyone around her willing to listen, and believe me, I'm not complaining. Now granted she does know about my fetish, most pee incidents from her usually come about unintentionally from her just being herself, not her intentionally trying to tease me. The most memorable moment came about when me, her, and her parents spent an evening out on their boat for the Fourth of July. We had been out most of the evening, kicking back drinks and watching the fireworks. By the time we got the boat back into the dock, it was going on ten or so that night, a good five or six hours or so since we first ventured out. So despite how vocal she is about peeling, she's oddly modest about peeing in public places, especially places without a public bathroom (like where we were). So needless to say, she kept telling me how bad she had to pee and I couldn't help but notice her restless legs crossing and uncrossing themselves as I sat beside her in the backseat as we made the hour long drive back. I'm honestly glad it was dark and her parents were paying attention to the road; I had a massive ***** just from watching her out of the corner of my eye. Occasionally I could hear her sharp breath of pain each time the car hit a bump or pothole in th road and all it did was get me more aroused.

By the time we finally arrived back at her house, her parents went for the front door upstairs while we opted instead for the basement entrance downstairs. Fighting with her keys, she let out another yelp, hands buried deep in her crotch, myself fighting to control my erection in the event her parents decided to double back. When we finally got the door open, she bolted for the nearest bathroom and struggled with her belt as I took my place in the corner of the room, a smile too big for words on my face. Pulling down her jeans, she barely got herself down on the seat when her bladder let loose in a rushing torrent. Her head leaned back in orgasmic pleasure as her stream endlessly poured against porcelain. I had unknowingly began to touch myself through the pocket of my shorts, enjoying her peeing probably as much as she was. Finally her stream died to a trickle at least a minute later. As she let out a sigh, I finally took a breath, not realizing I had been holding it all this time. As she got up, she strolled over, put a hand on the bulge in my pocket and said "Hm, somebody's worked up."

Now I would like to think this would have ended like a bad *****, but unfortunately for me her parents came downstairs so we could all watch a movie together. Granted I love them, but come on, right now?? Lol... Sigh. So unfortunately nothing more came of that but hey, still makes for a wonderful story. Still gets my heart racing just thinking about it.