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Even in a long-term, trusted relationship, there are gaps that can be difficult to bridge, and topics that no one wants to discuss. Having open lines of communication can help, of course, but each and every year, the numbers reflect that difficult topics like finance, religion, children and politics divide couples, even those who have gone so far as to tie the proverbial knot.

Stef and Judy weren't quite that far along in their dating days, but even after a few years together, there was still plenty for them to learn about each other.

Judy could still remember how embarrassed she was when she tried to finish making love to her stallion before she had to use the restroom. She didn't confess to him what she was trying to do at the time, but the added pressure and weight of a full bladder made everything delightfully sensitive between her thighs, providing her with one of the most fulfilling orgasms she'd ever known.

It was also a proper release, as she spilled the contents of her bladder onto his lap and down the shaft of his cock only seconds after she came, unable to bite back against the pressure any longer. She was mortified, even in the heat of the moment...but holding true to the adage, there was always something new to learn about the one you loved, and where she expected frustration and disgust from Stef, she instead found the bliss of a thick, heavy throb within her canine walls, and a gush of cum so powerful that she wondered if her womb expanded at the force of it.

Everything she had left was spilled over his tummy when she knew how much he enjoyed it, and as the last of his seed poured into her fluttering passage, her golden stream spilled across his abdomen, until both of them were rendered empty, and yet, fulfilled in the very same moment.

Their discussion in the shower as they cleaned up from the aftermath was one of giggles and affectionate, reassuring kisses; Stef had been curious about watersports in the first place, and when Judy sprayed her blessing all over him, he was brought to such a powerful orgasm that he couldn't possibly hold it back. Finding comfort in his own confession, Judy felt safe enough to ask him to return the favor, and as they embraced under the steamy bliss of the shower, Judy felt the flare of Stef's cock twitching as he emptied his own bladder upon her thighs to start, but she didn't stop there.

She remembered fondly the moment when she grasped his shaft and pointed it up at herself, allowing his urine to coat the fluff on the underside of her neck. She eagerly soaked herself with the mess, watching the golden streams pour back down over her breasts and slowly mingle with the water at the mouth of the drain, followed immediately by the melted worries she once held in the depths of her heart.

That moment was only months before, but the pair had already expanded their daily interactions to incorporate those very same elements that turned them on so much: whether it was Judy sending Stef a video of her bouncing up and down in a skirt at work and trying not to leak through her panties, or Stef replying with a picture of tiny droplets forming on the flare of his equine member as he pushed down on his own bladder, there was more teasing than either one of them could handle.

With the thrill of a new kink keeping their love life as fulfilling as it was at the start of their relationship, Judy was ready to take things to the next level, but that went far beyond sending him a video of her thighs spreading and her folds dripping with the aftermath of a trip to the restroom.

She wanted to keep everything a surprise until the last possible moment, even knowing that the stallion was plenty smart enough to see through her ideas.

"We haven't been to this place in forever," he said, as the pair headed down the sidewalk, past the other, smaller buildings that lined their Main Street. "What's the occasion?"

"Cheap drink specials," Judy replied so quickly that her answer sounded rehearsed. "I just wanted us to be able to go a little crazy tonight without having to worry about a driver, but I don't wanna break the bank, either."

Stef shrugged and smiled. "Works for me," he played along, as Judy walked ahead and held the door for him, knowing that the soft, plush curl of her husky tail was lifting her skirt a little bit; there was no better way to get Stef excited about the evening to follow than giving him a preview of what waited for him at the end of the night.

"Aaaaaand one other little twist," Judy added, as they stepped through the front door of the bar and into the makeshift mudroom. "We're gonna be here for a while."

"How long is a while?"

"The entire night."

Stef cocked a brow. "Maybe we should have gotten a bite to eat, first?"

"Oh, there will be _plenty_of food," Judy confirmed, "But this place is trying a lock-in, and I wanted to see if you and I could tough it out to the end."

"A night of drinking and stuffing my face while my girlfriend grinds on me on the dancefloor? What's there to tough out?"

If he knew what was coming next, Stef would have felt fittingly boastful.

"So, it's not just a lock-in," Judy explained. "There are...certain rooms that we're also locked out of."

"You can't be serious."

Stef didn't have to ask what rooms she was talking about; he gathered that just by looking at the tiny line of people that was already forming by the bathrooms. The doors weren't locked yet, but once the outside doors were sealed off, the bathrooms would be, as well, and Stef was starting to wonder if it was a better idea to sneak in while he still had a chance, or to try and hold back to impress Judy, knowing how much she'd be into the idea.

His indecision cost him that opportunity, as a line of eager patrons watched the custodians making their rounds through the club, sealing off any chances they had of putting their piss in a toilet bowl.

"Dead serious," Judy claimed, one side of her face lifted in a cheeky grin. "And it was worth it to keep the secret, just to see that look on your face..."

"I can't wait to see the look on your face when you end up spilling before I do."

"Why do you think I wore a skirt?" Judy posited. "Unlike your jeans, these give me a little more freedom to move and relax...so I've got a feeling that you'll be the one giving in first."

"And what happens when I do?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it," the plump husky was already making her way to the bar as she began wading through the rest of the crowd, knowing that everyone in attendance that night was someone who they could comfortably chat about their kinks with. "For the meantime, how about we do what we came here to do?"

Stef was quick to follow, just grabbing the ends of her fingertips as she reached out for him. "If you're that eager to pee yourself, I'll grab a drink with you, sure."

His voice was little more than a whisper, the stallion proving to be more bashful in nature than his canine lover. "I still say I'm gonna outlast you, but we've got an awfully long night ahead of us, don't we?"

"Longer than I was planning for."

"Oh, don't be such a sour puss," Judy rolled her eyes as she rested her elbows on the bar. A lifetime of getting discounted drinks for the view trained her to lean over the counter and lower the front of her top a little bit, but on that particular evening, she was just giving the bartenders a free show; she didn't know just how cheap the drinks were going to be. "Can we get a couple of rum and colas, please?"

The husky was already fishing out her wallet, before a gesture from the other side of a bar halted her progress. "First round is on the house tonight," the mixologist replied, "Our treat. Mixed drinks are just $1 a pop after that."

A pair of well rum drinks were already being poured, each one given a healthy serving of ice and a splash of cola to give a rich, brown color to a pair of pint glasses. "Why, thank you! Can't argue with a deal like that," Judy took the drinks eagerly and handed one over to her boyfriend as he reached the bar, and together, they scooted out of the way of the bartenders, standing just to the side and claiming a pair of barstools in the overcrowded club. "We'll have to come out on nights like this more often!"

"Maybe we should see how this night goes first," Stef was audibly worried before he took the first sip of his drink; the bashful stallion would need more than one before he started to properly loosen up. "I'm all about drinking and dancing, but...did you have anything else in mind for the night? Sounds like we're not going anywhere for a while."

"You ever wanted to know what other people think about this kind of thing? I don't think we're gonna get a better chance than this."

"Well, of course I have," Stef admitted. "Kind of a hard topic to breach, though."

"Not so hard when everyone here is just waiting to see who's gonna crack first..."

Halfway through their first drink, there were already a few people standing at the bar on uneven footpaws, shaking from side to side and doing whatever they could to keep their minds distracted from the thought of a satisfying release. Stef didn't want to admit how much the idea of the same was firing him up, but the husky he'd become so enamored with was already resting a paw on the inside of his thigh, tracing the faint outline of his impressive cock against his jeans and wondering just how badly he needed to go, already.

"Y...You're not really thinking about chatting up strangers about it, are you?"

"Thinking about a lot more than chatting, if I'm being honest."

The limits of their relationship were never established as a hard, closed pair, but Stef was still trying to process the idea of having to give up on his bladder in front of a crowd of people.

Trying to add swinging into the mix on such short notice was more pressure than he could rightly deal with, but there was already another drinking waiting for him, as Judy set a five on the counter.

"And here I was hoping that you and I could spend some quiet time alone after making a mess..."

"No reason that we can't do that another night this week," Judy claimed. "But who knows when we're gonna get another opportunity like this one? We might as well make the most of it, hm?"

"I...g-guess you're right," Stef replied nervously. "But who do you think will help you make the most of it?"

"You, of course," Judy leaned in to kiss the side of his muzzle tenderly, hoping to alleviate any concerns he had about losing her to another. "But maybe that cute fox boy can lend us a helping hand...and a second hose?"

Stef had been following Judy's absent gaze across the club for a few minutes, and as he picked up his second drink, he temporarily forgot about the rules, knowing he'd need the social lubricant to reach into Judy's talkative level. "And what should I do, in the meantime?"

"Relax. Enjoy yourself. Hit on the mare that's been staring at you since we walked in."

"Huh?"

"Love you!" Judy stole one more kiss from her stallion and left him with an obvious squeeze upon the tip of his cock; such a display would have encouraged most to stay away from a claimed man, but on a night when couples were prone to experiment with others, it seemed that all bets were off, and all limits were forgotten.

Stef was still getting used to the idea, but without Judy to block her gaze, he could feel the weight of another stare upon his face.

"If...if you say so, honey. Love you too," he whispered, watching as her tail kept the back of her skirt lifted, the bright stripes on her panties remaining a secret no longer. The image of them, and the tiniest wet spot against her crotch was burned into his thoughts as he started on his second drink, and when he felt the bloat in his stomach from consuming too fast, he realized just how foolish his approach might prove. "But how are you so good at just chatting other people up? How do you do it so...naturally?"

It was Judy who first made a move on Stef when they became a couple, and that was just what he'd always hoped for: a woman who wasn't afraid to initiate conversation.

Even when he could feel her eyes undressing his body, Stef was paralyzed in his seat...if at all possible, the lustful energy made it even harder for him to stand, with or without the help of a full glass in his palm.

Hers was empty, however, and that meant she needed someone to buy her another drink...