Flavoring the popcorn

Jacob disappears down the passage out of the theatre and you push toward the edge of your chair to pick up the jumbo cup, only to realize the boys had filled it nearly to the rim.

"Fuck!" you hiss, putting it in the cup holder and bouncing up and down with need.

Your eyes light upon a plastic tub of popcorn. The boys had picked up the biggest size, and this one looks to be only slightly touched. No doubt the boys were too distracted by you to eat much.

Jacob still hasn't returned yet so you snatch up the tub, put it between your legs and let loose.

"Ahh..." you moan, willing the piss to exit quicker. Yellow urine splashes the plain popcorn, adding a yellow that has nothing to do with butter and a saltiness that isn't from the concession stand.

Thankfully Jacob hasn't come back yet so you continue to sprinkle into the tub, amazed at how much seems to have been within you. When the stream seems to stop and Jacob still hasn't returned you tickle your urethra a little to entice another stream, wanting to get as much of the pop out of your system as possible.

After a few smaller streams you're furiously rubbing yourself when Jacob seems to appear from nowhere.

"Wow, you must really be horny," he says, making you jump. He puts a fresh drink and a small popcorn beside his seat before turning back to you.