delve a little deeper....
Todays topic is watersports. I have (by strange coincidence) been asked two different men why I list receiving watersports and not giving. Well...I needing inspiring what to blog about so here goes!
Urolagnia (also urophilia, undinism) is a paraphilia in which sexual excitement is associated with the sight or thought of urine or urination. The term has origins in the Greek Language (from ouron, urine, and lagneia, lust).
Those who enjoy urolagnia may enjoy urinating on another person or persons, or being urinated upon. Some participants may drink the urine; this practice is known as urophagia, though uraphagia refers to the consumption of urine regardless of whether the context is sexual. Urolagnia enthusiasts may participate in urolagnia as part of a domination and submission scene, though not all sexual activity involving urine is so.
These activities are often described with the slang terms golden showers, water sports, platinum shower,or piss play. Urolagnia is sometimes associated with omorashi (participants experience arousal from having a full bladder or a sexual attraction to someone else experiencing the feeling of a full urinary bladder ), though in Western culture, omrashi is typically distinguished from urolagnia, with terms such as bladder desperation or panty wetting.
In New Zealand, publishing anything promoting or supporting urolagnia, whether in print or online, is an offense punishable by up to ten years in prison. Luckily in the UK it is perfectly legal!
Anyway, back to me! It wasn't so long ago when watersports was something I would 'never' do. Ha ha ha! Oh the things that were on my never do list has got very small these days but I was led astray...
Whilst I don't recall the first time someone peed on me in detail I do remember an overwhelming feeling of it actually feeling very soothing and warm. I didn't initially make the connection between wee being body temperature but it makes sense that liquid at that temperature would feel good on my skin. It also helped that I was into the person weeing on me and that it was fairly diluted (with wine, but hey, that works). Me and him have since done it many times, I enjoy him doing it and I can do it on him sometimes, but there have been many occasions when I have tried and it's just not happened. It's as if my body gets stagefright.
Unlike men who all stand around peeing in front of each other in front of the urinal women tend to do it in private. Weeing is something that we do alone and not in front of others so I think my sub conscious stops me from weeing in front of someone (let alone on them) on demand!
I then met a client in December 2009 who was very very into watersports and sent me a nice long email.
I replied suggesting that I probably wasn't the right girl for him as I was pretty inexperienced, not that keen on pee in the mouth and also tended to suffer from stagefright when it came to the doing the peeing! He replied basically saying that it was a shame as I looked good in my photos and sounded lovely. To cut long email pingpong short I agreed to see him on the basis that he knew my boundaries and that he would be happy to go at my pace and wouldn't be offended if I spat his pee out! He sounded like a nice guy so I agreed to see him.
So, wearing tights, white panties, a short black skirt and a blouse with no bra - his requests- I drank what felt like gallons of weak orange squash and felt a bit nervous. He showed up, guy in his early 30's, Scottish, and with a kind face. Did feel at ease straight away. We chatted for a while about sex in general and he asked if we could do it on the floor rather than in the bath, as I have laminated flooring (which was washed and disinfected pretty sharpish after he left!) and a pile of towels it seemed like a logical idea.
Started off by sucking his cock, I thought I was giving him a blow job but no! I wasn't expecting the first shot of pee! I'm afraid it made me jump and I spat it out! Apologised and he was fine! He said he didn't mind at all, but I felt a bit unerotic and it just startled me! It turns out this guy has amazing control over his pee, he can make it spurt at some force and then stop. He could also do it with a hard on! Once I got used to it on my body and face we tried the mouth again. this time I managed to let it dribble out in more seductive style. Still can not believe how much pee this guy had! He must be some peeing King! Seriously, we went on for ages and ages playing- I was totally soaked. It was pretty erotic once I relaxed!
He then proceeded to finger and fist me which is always good and I then squatted over him to pee on his face. Took a little time to do, but he used his fingers on me and I soon got going. Nowhere nearly as impressive as his Niagra (is that spelled right or am I too close to Viagra?!) Falls but I managed!
I still have a problem with stagefright when it comes to peeing on men, which is why I don't offer it. I am better now in my private life (a successful session usually ends with me squeaking 'Oooh I did it and high fives all round!)
Nothing worse than being stood over someone for ages saying 'Um sorry, it won't work!' especially when they have paid for the pleasure. I'd much rather not offer it at all. So there's the answer to why I don't offer watersports but am happy to receive!
So there you go, my story of watersports! And if you've made it this far, there's a little photo of me taken that night back in 2009 at the bottom of the page!
If you want further reading go here- Also some great photos too- possibly also dispelling some myths about The 'prudish' Victorians in the process!
The lovely Bewilderbeeste came up with the title of this blog.