More fun with pee

I went to my favorite pizza shop. there's a guy there named Jr. who is italian. Jr. has been after me since the first day I went in there and I'm not interested in hooking up with him, but he gives me free pizza and drinks all the time. He always askes me when I'm going to give him a kiss...and I always laugh and say no. Well, today he said it like normal and I said, "jr. meet me by the back door in 2 minutes. He looked shocked, but pleased and said okay. I went back to the back and there's this old dirty bathroom. I sat there ready to pee and he came back and I said, "watch me pee..." He said, "that's some dirty shit." I said, "yes, I know..if you want me...watch me.." so he did and then I said, "come here." and he did and I said, "now you pee." and I kind of spread my legs out and then leaned back. he said, "I'm not really into that stuff..." I said, "do you want me or not?" So, he pulled out his cock and it was semi-erect. He said, "I can't pee when I got a boner." I said, "yes, you can." So he stood there for a minute and then he started peeing...he didn't get any one me though... then he got hard and said, "now can I have it....why don't you bend over and let me see that ass.." I told him no he wouldn't be "having" it but that I wanted him to jerk off on me. He said, "you are a nasty girl." I said, "Yes, I know..now do it." He said, "why don't you jerk me off, baby?" I told him I wanted him to jerk himself off onto me. So he did. And it went all over my legs and stomach. I enjoyed it...sitting there over my pee and his watching him concentrate and jerk it off. I like watching a guy jerk off...and then feel his hot cum all over me like I'm a dirty whore.

Whorish behavior

SThe same dady Ipeed myself I ran into a school administator in the hallway and wanted him to fuck me. He invited me to come to his office later in the day. I went up there and this guy said, "hi..so you want to get cozy?" and I went around his desk and said, "excuse me..." pulled down my skirt and panties, kept my heels on and said, "I need it hard sir..." and he said, "whoa..." and I said, "yes, sir I need it hard and you can use either hole." He said, "You're a horny little girl, aren't you?" I repeated, "I need it hard sir.." and he said, "okay, I'll play along....I just stood their, bent over with my ass in the air and he started beating his cock against my ass cheecks and then he cupped my ass in his hands and started grabbing it and caressing it and said, "so, I can put it in that little ass if I want." and I said, "use either hole sir..." and he said, "damn..you're good' Then he stuck his finger up my ass and moved it around a little and then he said, "I dont' have any lube." and I said, "I need it hard sir." and he said, "damn..." and then he started pushing it in...it really hurt too, but I didn't cry, I just let him keep pushing and then he really tore it up and I took it all.

After this was over, I had blood on my panties which combined with the dried pee from earlier in the day and my own pussy juices. I know I should've washed these panties, but I haven't yet. In fact, I slept with them that night, inhaling their scent and loving it. I peed myself in the middle of the night after having a dream where I had a wonderful orgasm. I woke up orgasming and peeing simultaneously.

Peeing myself at school

I peed myself at school last week. I was thinking sexual thoughts and I met a guy in a chatroom who opened me up to a whole new world of pee fetish. He told me to wet myself just a little bit at my desk and I did, but I just couldn't stop there and I got myself soaking wet. I had to go to the bathroom and clean up, but while I was there I also made myself cum thinking about how dirty it all was. The guy in th made me keep my underpanties on and wear them like that. I felt dirty, dirty and shameful, yet secretly pleased.

watersports

I've become turned on recently by peeing myself.. Thinking back it all started when i was 13 or 14. when I was about 13 or so I hadn't really masturbated myself to orgasm yet. My actual first time masturbating to orgasm was after I'd already been dating a guy. when I was 16 one night after he made me cum by licking my clit, I went home and made it happen again..but before that.....I would sometimes lay in bed and play with myself...and I remembered having dreams as a child where I would get this weird feeling that came over me in the dreams and I thought it meant I had to pee..but in reality it was an orgasm and I just didn't understand it until later. So, anyway, i was 14 and I stayed with my grandparents for months when my mom was sick and dying and my dad was at the hospital with her and I became obsessed with reading this book that I stole from the library (yes, I'm embarrassed to say that I stole it). It was this outdated hardback version of a book called, "everything you always wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask." Now, I was 14 in like 1993 and this book was copyrighted 1971 or something...so anyway, I hid it in my grandparents basement and I would sneak down and get it at night and bring it to bed with me I often liked to read this one part about japanese womean masturbating with these things called ben-was (spelling?) and how they would put these things up in them, they were like balls on a string (maybe similar to anal beads?) and rock back and forth in a chair with them drifting in and out of orgasm. Well, this turned me on so much that I would want to play with myself...so I didn't know much about my clit then (even though it talked about it in the book..strange)...so at night I would lay there in my bed after reading that book and I would stick my finger up my cunt and fuck myself and then, rub the area where my pee comes out until it made me pee..adn then I would pee all over the bed...i loved the build up of it..the way it felt...and then the release of it coming out....that was the closest thing I knew to orgasm. then I'd lay there in the wet pee all night and feel all dirty and turned on...adn the next morning it'd be dry and I'd think my grandparents never knew...and there'd always be clean sheets on the bed when I went back the next night...but apparently they knew...weeks later I overhead my gram telling a friend at the hospital..."this is really hard on the poor girl..she wets the bed at night and doesn't tell us...I've read that this can happen when there's a traumatic event going on in a young child's life, so we're not going to say anything about it to her." That made me feel even dirtier.

I have many more stories to tell. In recent days, I've been using pee as a sexual stimulus.

Bias

So, I teach art class on Thursday evenings and part of our lesson is snack and story time. Tonight we made caterpillars and so our book was "The Very Hungry Caterpillar." Well, I ad libbed a little when I was describing the book and told the children that the president of the United States once said that this was his favorite book. (this is true, he was quoted as saying that when her first took office in 2001). That's all I said. I didn't even say "president bush." I didn't say, "W rocks" or "go USA!" or "Dick Cheney is my hero." Nothing of the sort..but after class the instructor who was observing me told me that I shouldn't have said that, because that makes it seem like I'm a W supporter and we can't have partisan politics in class. What the hell? What is our world coming to when we can't even mention the president without it being political? I did not mention him by name, I did not make any political statement or even say that he was a good man. People are too touchy and they're also very biased. I'm certain that if a liberal was in the oval office and I"d made a comment about his favorite book, the instructor wouldn't have uttered a word of protest. She probably would've oohed and ahhed.

Liberal bias is a very bad thing.

Fun gone too far

I met a hot Czech lady when she brought her child to class. She seemed interestd in me and so I went out for drinks with her and she said she's come over to my place at later thatn night which seemed like a good idea at the time, but she got all wild. This lady is total s and m. She started hitting me with this, this thing, it wasn't a belt, it was this thin, black wispy thing. And she grabbed my hair, pulled it into a pony tail and then grabbed me by it and threw me up against my closet. A little rough, but I thought, "Okay, this could be good I'll go for it.." So she handcuffed me to my bed posts. These were real, honest to goodness handcuffs with a lock and everything. She said, "I will punish you and I will come back in half hour and then you will learn. I thought, "okay, this works." Well a half hour turned into HOURS. I could hear another friend who was coming over (a girl who has lots of breast milk that I try and drink) ringing my bell at 9:25, and I shouted and screamed but no answer. she didn't hear me. So I thought no worries, she has a key becasue she cleans for me, she'll just come in. Well, she didn't. So I laid there..and laid there...the lights were on, my hands were tied, I was naked, my cat was crying, it was awful. So, I calmed down and realzied that I probably wouldn't die that eventually someone would miss me and come searching...it might take a day or two, but it would happen...well, my cell and land line kept ringing and I couldn't get to the phone to look who it was or even answer...and then it occured to me that my door must've been actually unlocked, because otherwise how would this lady have planned on getting back in? Or if it WAS looked, she wouldn't have been able to..so I was concerned..well my phone rang every ten minutes for hours and finally at about 2:30 a.m., I hear noise at my door and in come my breast milk friend and her mom and some big guy who was their cousin named Guatorro or something like that. They came running back and saw me. It was humilating. They couldn't get me undone..they wanted to call the police and I just started screaming that no one was calling the police, no one, but we had to figure out a way to get me undone...so my friend and her mom cover me with a blanket and this cousin guy goes and gets this weird tool thing, this huge file thing...he was gone for 20 minutes but came back with it and he kind of sawed the cuffs off. I was humilated. I tried to call the Czech lady, but to no avail. The next morning she just showed up at my apartment and I was still pretty shaken. She was upset that I was undone. I told her I was upset that she didn't come back in a half hour. She screamed that it was all part of the fun and that I "Must learn from the submissions." Weird times. I have to be more careful. In addition, I saw her this evening when she brought her child to class. She gave me the evil eye. It kind of unnerved me.