ok ever since a conversation with a certain someone i have NOT been able to get road trip omo off of my mind so in an attempt to purge myself of filthy thoughts:
A and B are kinky friends/a couple going on a little road trip together. A gets to decide what B drinks and which rest stops they get to pee at đ
maybe they start bright and early, so A gets B a nice big coffee to help them wake up for the day ahead! two hours later, A pulls in at the first rest stop. "come on, let's go in."
B, who has been visibly shifting in their seat for the last 45 minutes or so: "wait, really?? đł"
"yeah, good to stretch our legs."
when they get inside A is like "OK, I'm gonna go hit the bathroom. why don't you grab yourself a drink?"
and B is justâźď¸đłđ but they don't even ask because they get the picture. they get a soda from the fridge and are still standing there in line flexing their thighs together (out of both a quite strong need to pee and extreme horniness) being teased by the cold condensation on the bottle when A rejoins them
and A just gives a biiiig luxurious stretch and a happy little sigh and B is like "đ feeling better" and A is like "phew, yeah, i needed that đ soda, huh? that stuff always goes right through me" and all B can do is just bite their lip and shift their weight
another hour on the road and half a soda down and B has their legs wrapped around each other and is openly making little whining noises. especially bc A keeps talking about other great vacations they've had, like the time they went boating on a fast-flowing river, and how freeing it felt to just pull down their pants and pee over the side of the boat into the gushing water when the urge hit. but B is still too proud to ask for a stop, plus know it probably wouldn't even work anyway plus they're more turned on then they've ever been in their life
B is just starting to get truly frantic when A is like "oops, low on gas!" and pulls into the next station. "i guess we should probably hit the toilet while we're here, too."
"we �?"
"yeah, wee, exactly!"
A gets the key from inside and takes them around the side. it's a single stall bathroom and no one is around and A pulls B inside. and then starts opening their own pants, whistling
and B is half bent over with their legs crossed so tight just from being in a bathroom, and all they can do as A starts pissing is moan and dance in place
A just over the sound of their own stream. "wow, can't believe i already had to pee this much again! imagine if i hadn't gone since we left this morning. my bladder would be exploding."
"ohh, please!"
"please what?"
"fuck, please can i pee, A, i'm leaking"
"awww, are you gonna piss in my car if i don't let you?"
"yes!!"
"say it." A is just grinning ear to ear, so so turned on.
"oh my god đ i'm-- i'm going to piss in your car if you don't let me use the toilet, A, oh please, please--"
"hehe. hmmm well. i guess, for the sake of the upholstery, go ahead."
and before the sentence is even finished B has their half-soaked underwear around their ankles and is absolutely thundering into the toilet with their legs spread so wide and the hugest groan of relief and their mouth hanging open
and tbh they probably get each other off right then and there against the bathroom door, hopefully no one knocks
finally they hop back in the car. A picks up the half-drunk soda and gives it a little shake. "waste not want not!!"
and B is so pink in the face as they unscrew the cap and start chugging













