SHORTS: Pottying in Plain Sight

I loved your continuation of my story. It made me wet to think about. Surely she went back to her car and noticed how warm her pocket was. You left her a nice surprise

Here's how it continued:
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Be me, feeling buzzed about just having urinating in some strange girls purse.
Haven't dared look at her since she sat down. Steal a look at her now through the corner of my eye. early twenties, delicate features, quite flat chested, I'm okay with that anyway. I think she must have had her hair done not that long ago and she smells AMAZING.

When she arrived she politely asked me if it was okay for her to place her coat on the armrest between our seats. I looked up at her, nodded smilingly and said: "Oh yes of course, be my guest!" while gesturing gently towards the armrest. Her coat is now partially covering my left elbow and forearm. One might have found this slightly annoying, but she's so attractive I actually enjoy the feeling of the soft fabric against my skin.

My mind starts to wander around that moment in the near future where one of her slim hands, reaching into that purse, will be submerged in my urine. How will she react? What will she say? If only I could see the look on her face when she finds out. I enjoy the thought of her finding my little surprise, so much in fact I feel a sudden rush oh desire run through my body. I WANT MORE! I want to ejaculate on one of her belongings, I need this girl to feel my cum on her body!

Think quick, theres around 20 minutes left of the movie and my surroundings are favorable. The ones on the row in front obviously can't see whet I am doing. There is a couple located just behind us, but they haven't spoke word since the movie started and seems totally engulfed in the screening. And they were at any measure oblivious to the fact I already relieved myself in the purse of the woman sitting in front of them. No they are safe, the only question is with my target. Can I do this and get away with it? And how do I do it? Where do i shoot my load?

There's no way I can ejaculate into the open as I've been practicing semen retention for a few weeks now and is gonna absolutely plaster my surroundings if I decide to cum now, making it reek of semen which anyone within 5 yards will instantly recognize.
No, I must come up with something much smarter, and FAST because the clock is ticking! I feel a wave of panic rush over me, as I realize such an opportunity will never come again.

I carefully steal another glance at her. My god she's beautiful. I know nothing about this young woman, not her name or how she goes about in her life. All I know is that in around 15 minutes she will disappear out of my life forever and I feel such an urge do something to her before that happens. For a brief moment it strikes me how fucked up my mindset is right now, and that, all this person really wanted was to watch a fucking movie in peace without getting pissed and cummed on.
Well that train left the station moments before I decided to use her purse as my personal urinal anyway, or so I rationalize it to myself. After another short back and forth with myself on the matter of my own moral and ethical standards, I decide to give my selfish desires a green light no matter of how much of a perv it's gonna make me. I'll do better later, promise.

I turn my attention to her coat again. It needs to be the coat, but it must be done very, very discreetly. In the dim lighting I notices how a fold with one of the side pockets would be accessible if I could gently inch it over my way. Now, she's been aware of my hand and her coat since she sat down an hour and a half ago, so she's don't get disturbed by me moving around while unscrewing my soda bottle and reaching for my popcorn. I take advantage of this to very gently pinching the fabric of her coat and gently pulling it towards me in a serious of tiny, tiny movements. At one point I manage to pull her coat far enough that the fold slides unnoticed onto my left thigh. As it lands, I feel there's a slight weighty object in the pocket, and since my hand is underneath it now, I can tell it's a set of keys. Car keys or house keys, I don't care, all that matters is that she definitely reach in that pocket later to get her keys.

At this point I am seated with her coat partially in my lap, concealing my groin area and she hasn't noticed a thing. I am so close to my goal right now it looks like this might just work. My cock is so hard right now it's almost unbearable to keep in my pants.
The table has been set, there is no going back now. I work methodically, I act decisively. My decision is to go for a shot in the pocket of her coat. It will enable me to conceal my actions, contain the semen for as long as it takes her to reach into it, but most important it will contain the smell of cum, which I'm sure she is familiar with.
This pocket is kept shut by a flap, about an inch wide, that has two push buttons which I carefully pry open to dampen the snapping noise they make. After some more discreet manipulation of the coat flap, I have it positioned to where I can slide my cock unnoticed inside the pocket, but most importantly I can also back out of the situation by swiftly, though very uncomfortably, pull it out and hide it back in my pants if she becomes aware of her own coat having partially fallen into the lap of the stranger next to her.

I do one last scan in all directions before unbuttoning my pants, only for the second time this night, and carefully wedges the swollen meat out of its prison.
I am so exited at this point my dick has started to excrete fluids so I waste no time before I let it glide into the pocket I so carefully positioned earlier. You could tell a slight whiff of cock in the air before it disappears into my neighbors coat pocket, but surely nothing that wont be concealed by the smell of popcorn and perfumes in the theater.
The fact I'm a leftie, meaning my cock leans strongly to the left when erect, makes it easy to slide it in as far as I think is necessary to avoid making a mess in my lap.
With the left hand, which is hidden from view by her coat, I lightly grip my cock through the fabric of the pocket, feeling the set of keys she keeps in there rub lightly against the tip of the penis. This slight discomfort is the only thing holding my orgasm back now. I decide to use this as a control function until I'm 100% certain the coast is clear.
Must not get cocky now, overly confident. The stakes are too high. If I get caught doing this it will follow my records for the rest of my life. That can't happen.

After all my careful preparations, I am ready. All systems are go. I feel like I'm strapped into a spaceship, ready to go into space.
And if thats not all, I even got time to spare. Time to savor the moment to come. All that is needed now is one final stimuli to trigger my orgasm. A tiny little trigger... What will it be?
I look at my young neighbor again, more investigating this time as she is fully enthralled by the scenes on the screen. My eyes glides down her body, down to her lap where she keeps her hands. The slim delicate fingers of her left hand clutches a bottle of soda, the index finger of her right hand circles around the tip of the open bottle as if she was... Oh my god, that's my cue! This is what's gonna bring it all together, and I can't take my eyes of it until I feel the familiar rhythmic jerks in the groin
area as my orgasm sends 5 weeks of stored cum from the gonads, through the cock and flings into her pocket. It's like her coat pocket has turned into a vortex of cum, keys and whatever small belongings she kept in there, churning around while I desperately fights to keep my composure among the other visitors, holding my breath to conceal the excitement I feel as I experience the strongest orgasm in my life then and there.

I have just absolutely drained my balls to the point it almost hurt. It's tempting to look inside the pocket, because that was a release like no other I ever had, but that would be far to risky now. Now is the time for bringing things back in order so I start by pulling my rapidly shrinking cock out of her coat, and stuff in back in my pants, before zipping and buttoning up.
Next I carefully press the two buttons of her pocket shut, and slowly and methodically work the flap of her coat towards the armrest that divide us. Mission accomplished!
The movie will soon come to an end, the final climax has everyone at the edge of their seat. Everyone except me. I couldn't care less about it as a wave of post-orgasm bliss washes over my body. I take a moment to revel in the fact that my young gorgeous neighbors coat has a pocket that is absolutely awash in my still warm man juices.
It's tempting to sit next to her for as long as possible, but that would be too risky, and I'd like to leave the theater before potentially getting stuck in the crowd as everyone is leaving. So as the action on screen seems to reach it's climax, I bends over, places my popcorn next to her purse and gives it a little squeeze to make sure my piss from earlier still stayed inside. Her purse is completely dry on the outside, which makes me feel another wave of satisfaction.

Now it's time to leave, and as I crouch down I swiftly slides out to my right, leaving my little friend behind in the darkness. I catch the curious eye of the doorman, who no doubt it puzzled by this guest leaving a screening, 5 minutes before the end. That's okay. As I gently open the door back into the lounge I enjoy the fresh air outside the theater. After a quick trip to the bathroom where I flush out the remains of semen from my urethra with a nice piss, I leave the cinema building just as the rest of the crowd wells out behind me. Mission accomplished!

After sitting down on a nearby bench, I enjoy the best cigarette of my life while watching the crowd leave the area. I don't see the girl, but I'm not really looking for her either. Our interaction is over, I played my part, now it's up to her to play her's.
As I pull up to the driveway at my home, I take a look at my wristwatch. It's 10 past 9 in the evening. By now she will have discovered my surprise, probably both of them.
I smile to myself.

I'd love to be that guy.

God you've got an imagination haven't you! You'd love this if it happened to you (fantasy). I don't know if it would be in a purse though, I guess it could happen, sort of left right kind of thing of the chair... hmm maybe? Probably the back of the chair, no that wouldn't work, it's too loud & open... Your curiously quite accurate, sort of down the side of the chair we'd be sitting is highly likely... Has this actually happened to you, now that I think about it?