Ever since I was a child, like 8 or 9, I always loved being pissed on. By boys and girls both. I have loved being pissed on by men and women both ever since. It has nothing to do with degradation or submissiveness or humiliation, it is the direct physical rush of it, the warm wet splash and how it feels running across my skin. And it is such an intimate personal thing. While I have done it many times in different settings, my favorite has always been in the bathtub because I can enjoy it, rubbing it all over my skin and in my hair. The scent is f****** intoxicating, just like the scent of a woman’s p**** or a man’s c**. I love the sensation of warm and wet and stickiness on my skin. I even paid a male/female couple that were neighbors in a downstairs apartment a few times to f*** in my bed then empty their bladders in it while i waited in my living room and as soon as they were done I would literally roll in/sleep in it after m***********. For those of you who think that is too far fetched, it is a fairly easy thing to agree too when you are caught m*********** on your balcony while watching them have an early morning f*** on their balcony. It just kind of evolved from that first time awkwardness both ways to them eventually giving me a heads up that they were about to f*** on the balcony. We lived on the back side that faced a wooded lot.
They would f*** while I looked down on their balcony from mine and m********* while I watched them. There were many different times/ways I watched them; they would never agree to let me watch them f*** in their bedroom, altho they seemed to feel sorry for me because they knew I never had any visitors. One weekend morning they gave me a ring to come out and watch, by then it was common for all of us to see each other naked on our balconies. My favorite was when hey would f*** in standard missionary and she would look up a lot watching as I stroked my c***. One morning I was standing at the rail on my balcony and when I came my sperm went flying/dropping through the air lol. Since I had walked out with my morning hard on and took my sweet time jerking, by the time I shot my c** I could not hold the piss any more and it wqs a geyser and a rainfall. It was sort of an unspoken dare or bond I guess because as soon as he had spermed her p**** he stood up and pissed off his balcony as she reached around from behind him and slowly jerked his c*** as he went. When he was empty I figured the show was over but he told me to wait. They had a low conversation and then next thing I knew he was standing behind her spreading her lips and letting me see her piss too, altho I was equally fascinated with being able to see his sperm dripping out of her as she pissed. I could not control myself I was hard and jerking off wildly as I watched. They called me a couple of days later and were teasing about how I must be a piss lover. Once the topic was out he told me she had liked watching me j******* over them p******, and the said they had talked about the new fantasy of both of them p****** on me while I stroked ny c***. A bargain was struck, and the next weekend morning they came up, I had agreed to weat a blindfold and be waiting in my tub. They came with their full morning bladdera, and bathed me in heir piss while I revellee in it, soaked and reeking of it. Then lay there in my own bathtub soaked with their piss while I listened to them f*** in my bed, then empty their bladders in my bed. I was told they bed was ready for me, and I spent that entire day in my bed, smelling of their s** and piss, annd it was rapture fir me. I paid them for repeat experiences of it; once they left me the bonus of her dripping her freshly fucked and spermed p**** mixed with her juices on my pillow.
Aside from a single experience in one type of theeesome years later, it was a fantastic way to enjoy my piss addiction as best I could. I lay in my tub on my back and piss on myself whenever I can.
