Showing posts with label pee. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pee. Show all posts
Monday, April 26, 2010
Fresh bottle of pee
Friday, April 2, 2010
I let my ex pee on me in the shower
She never understood what I got out of it... but she loved me and that was all she needed. I loved getting down on my knees in the shower with her... looking up at her... watching her squirm a little... laughing... trying to pee but being just a little to nervous or embarrassed for it to come naturally.
Until eventually... just when I had about given up... the stream bursts forth and hits me in the chest... she positions herself so it would hit my cock... she can't believe I'm so hard from this.
I want to taste... to drink from her fountain... but I know I am pressing it as it is. Afraid to push too far, I am left with the few drops I can swipe off my cock that haven't been washed away from the shower when she was not looking. It only made me want to drink from her even more.
Until eventually... just when I had about given up... the stream bursts forth and hits me in the chest... she positions herself so it would hit my cock... she can't believe I'm so hard from this.
I want to taste... to drink from her fountain... but I know I am pressing it as it is. Afraid to push too far, I am left with the few drops I can swipe off my cock that haven't been washed away from the shower when she was not looking. It only made me want to drink from her even more.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
I drank my wife's pee in highschool
When my wife and I were dating in high school, we thought at one point that she might be pregnant. I was fifteen and she was 13. We went out and bought a pregnancy test and she came over to my house. We went in the bathroom together and I had her pee in this plastic cup that I always liked to use.
We dipped the stick in the cup and I purposefully set the cup out of the way at the back of the sink. (She turned out not to be pregnant.) I scooted her out of the bathroom saying that I had to go. She protested about the cup of pee sitting there. I told her I would take care of it. I locked the door and took a sip from the cup. I remember it was warm and salty... bitter... I drank the rest. I would love to do it again. After all this time... I still have the cup. It hasn't been washed or used since.
We dipped the stick in the cup and I purposefully set the cup out of the way at the back of the sink. (She turned out not to be pregnant.) I scooted her out of the bathroom saying that I had to go. She protested about the cup of pee sitting there. I told her I would take care of it. I locked the door and took a sip from the cup. I remember it was warm and salty... bitter... I drank the rest. I would love to do it again. After all this time... I still have the cup. It hasn't been washed or used since.
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