Movie Theater Cups

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"See? I told you this was the perfect time to go to the movies," Izzy said, squeezing Clary's hand as they entered the theater. She had to admit, she was right. Outside of a few other people, the room was empty. Which really was the best time to go. No one around, they were free to laugh and react how they wanted to. 

Or make out if they got bored. 

"Fine, you're right," Clary agreed, taking her seat about half way up the rows. She put her large drink in the cupholder next to her and took a sip once Izzy sat down, getting comfortable for the movie. They didn't get to go out much, and honestly she couldn't stop thinking about the last time they went out when she saw Izzy pee in the alley. She thought about it way more than she'd like to admit, how hot she looked just letting go. How great it felt when she herself broke down and went in the alley. Since that day she found herself wanting it more, trying out peeing in places she probably shouldn't. 

It started with the shower the other morning. She hopped in before realizing that she still hadn't done her morning piss, and she had to admit that really when she woke up she was always bursting. Like run to the bathroom and barely make it kind of bursting. She's always been like that. She sighed and went to turn off the water to get out before she heard Izzy open the bathroom door. 

"Sorry hon, gotta go," she laughed sleepily before Clary heard the lid of the toilet open and Izzy's pleased groan. Even over the shower she could hear Izzy's pee hitting the water and it made a drop slip out from between her own legs. She knew it was dumb to wait, she knew Izzy went in the shower all the time, so why now? She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, listening to the water from the shower and Izzy's still flowing release to push her to the edge. She spread her legs slightly and let her piss flow straight down into the bottom of the shower, the water tinted yellow as it flowed into the drain. It felt so good to just stand there and let go, Izzy none the wiser right outside of the shower door. So after that, for the past couple weeks, she's found herself not going to the bathroom before hopping into the shower, just spreading her legs and letting go. 

Clary thought about that as she drank from her soda, waiting on the previews to start. She smiled when Izzy rested her head on her shoulder and she realized a little too late that she really shouldn't suck down her whole drink before the movie, her bladder would fill up before it was over and she really didn't want to miss the movie because she was too desperate to focus. Once the previews finally started she relaxed a little, not thinking about a thing outside of spending this time with her girlfriend.

Until about half an hour after the movie started, a few minutes after she had finished her drink. She was already started to feel a pressure in her bladder.

"Damn movie sodas," she mumbled to herself, shifting slightly in her seat. She swore they must put something in them to make you have to go faster, it never fails that before a movie is over she has to pee. But never this early. Clary bit her lip, tucking her leg under the other one as she tried to not think about it. She knew she would make it. She'd barely make it, but she'd make it. 

Or so she hoped. 

As time went on, the less confident she felt about that. Her bladder was heavy and full and it was close to pressing down more, she just knew it. She shifted a few more times in her seat before Izzy looked over at her, glaring slightly. 

"Can you stop that?" she asked.

"I have to pee," Clary whispered. "Sorry."

"Well you're not going to miss the end of the movie. Can you hold it?"

Clary shrugged, pressing her thighs together as the liquid in her bladder overfilled and pressed down to her urethra. "Probably," she said, though she really didn't know. She really had to go.

It just took one loud bang to undo all of that.

Clary jumped at the noise from the screen and a small squirt leaked out, dampening her panties and making it even harder to hold on. The warm, wet fabric pressing against her made her just want to let go that much more, and she reached between her legs to shove her hands against it to hopefully keep it all in just a little longer. 

Another explosion brought out another leak, Clary squeaking slightly when she felt the hot liquid against her hand. "Okay, I need to go. Now," she whispered, starting to stand up. "Fuck I have to pee," she groaned, doubled over. 

Izzy looked over at her and sighed, shaking her head. "I don't think you'll make it, hon. And you don't want to wet yourself do you?" she asked, a small glint in her eye that screamed trouble. "Remember the alley? We talked about trying more stuff out right? Well... this is the perfect situation," she said. 

"It's not like I can just pee on the floor here," Clary reminded, her face growing hot from embarrassment and from the idea of actually peeing in public. 

"No, but you have a cup right there," she reminded. Clary looked at the cup and swallowed thickly, nervous. She didn't know if she could do this. It was one thing to pee in an alley or in the shower. But there's a chance she could get caught!

She looked around and the very few people in the room were focused on the movie, and when she felt another small drop her mind was made up for her. She took the lid off of the cup and bit her lip as she scooted to the edge of her seat. She couldn't believe she was actually going to do this. She moved the cup between her legs and mentally told herself to hold on just a little bit longer as she pulled her panties to the side and held the cup up to her crotch under her dress.

After a couple moments, she huffed. Nothing was coming out. But after a scream filled the room from an actress in the movie, her piss shot out of her in shock. She held her breath as she got it a little under control, but she could hear the liquid hitting the left over ice and filling the cup up. But after a moment, she moaned softly in relief. She was actually pissing. And not only that, but she didn't have to miss the movie at all! 

Clary kept pissing and pissing, her relief coming in waves. She finally finished when the cup was completely full, the cup hot against her hand as she pulled it away from her trying to not spill it. "Damn, you really did have to go," Izzy whispered, chuckling slightly. 

Once the movie was over they walked out, Clary feeling very relaxed and comfortable and empty. She threw away the full cup and as they went to leave, Izzy groaned. "What's wrong?" Clary asked, confused. 

"Now I have to piss, and the line is so long," she pointed out, nodding towards the line outside of the ladies room. "Maybe I'll just have to improvise," she said, bouncing a little where she stood. "Come on, maybe they haven't started cleaning up that theater yet," she said, nodding towards the one they had just come out of.

Luckily for Izzy, they hadn't. And someone had left their empty popcorn container in their seat. 

"Thank God for literers," she chuckled, grabbing it from the seat. "Gotta do this fast before someone shows up," she said, shimming down her panties and handing them over to Clary. 

Izzy sat the popcorn bucket on the floor and spread her legs over it, a strong, straight stream quickly falling from between her legs and into the container. It was so loud in the empty room, Clary almost couldn't believe it. How brazen Izzy was being. How much she had to go. It was so hot and so unbelievable and she wanted to do stuff like this again and again. While she was still going they heard the door open and she swore, still pissing as she picked up the bucket and held it close as she lead Clary out a back door. She finally finished after a few more moments and threw it away in the dumpster, obviously feeling better now.

"I might want to do something like that again sometime," Clary admitted. 

"Good. We're just getting started."