So I’ve always dreamed about drinking a beautiful woman’s piss. In the same way that once I saw that dominatrix on Howard Stern I was hooked on the idea of being required to eat her snot and phlegm on a regular basis, the minute I found out that piss drinking was actually a thing I was intrigued. My favorite message board back in the day was alt.sex.watersports. There were a lot of stories there, and I, of course, gravitated to the femdom ones, but what I really liked the most were the “true life” stories. I loved hearing of males being forced to drink pee from their goddesses.
That’s where my fantasies started. I would imagine losing a bet to cute girls at school where they got to do anything they wanted for a half hour or whatever. And invariably it would climax (ha ha) with them making me gulp their pee down. Many of the girls in my high school pissed down my throat over the course of my matriculation. They just didn’t know it. In other fantasies, blackmail would be involved. But in all cases, coercion was required because “I was a man and I would never harumph, harumph.” As I became older, I began to realize that it was even more titillating to willingly choose to drink her pee. I reasoned that if you could find a women who was confident and dominant enough to enjoy (not just placate) pissing down your throat, you should willingly drink it as a gift of your devotion.
That was all well and good, but I tried drinking my girlfriend’s pee once in college. It did not go well at all. I mean it was gross. Made me gag. No bueno. So we never did that again. I kind of put that fantasy on a shelf with all the other “better in the head than in the bed” fantasies. Well until recently. I came across Dorinda’s wonderful blog, Almost Femdom Wife https://almostfemdomwife.com/. In it she tells how her husband drinks her pee whenever she wants him to, directly from her. That she would wake him up in the middle of the night if she had to go, piss in his mouth, turn around and go back to sleep. That is just so sexy and hot.
When my goddess mentioned she would like to have me drink her pee directly from her, I was in shock and awe. I was very quick to respond yes, absolutely yes. Being an analytical guy and remembering the bad experience from before, I came up with a plan. I needed to practice. So I had her pee in a glass so I could learn to do it. I knew she was the right one when the third day the filled cup was waiting for me in the bathroom. The first few days were tough. Afternoon pee wasn’t bad but morning pee was rough. The first few times I gagged a few times but got it all down eventually. After about a week of daily practice, sometimes two a day, it got a lot easier. By the end of the second week, I could gulp it all down in one or two gulps.
I remember Her saying on the way to work later that week, I want to do it. What? Pee in you tonight. *gulp* Ok. Thanks. (thanks?! Say whaaa? What an awkward thing to say). I remember thinking about her request all day long. 50 times at least. And She did it that evening. And I took it all like a good piss bitch. Then ate her out and She came. Hard. Did I mention I’m Hers? And we haven’t stopped since. If she needs to pee and I’m around, she just says babe, I neeeed to pee. And I take it all like a good piss bitch. Dorinda described it as shooting a load in his mouth. I can’t speak for Her, but I feel that She’s giving me a very special gift.
As to why I love it? There’s a whole host of reasons. But here’s what it’s not, at least not to me. It’s not the physical act of drinking pee or the taste thereof. I’m accustomed to it now (odd!) so I don’t really even notice anymore, but objectively, they aren’t coming out with Pepsi Pee anytime soon. Besides, it’s better if it doesn’t taste good and I still do it without hesitation. Morning pee is the best pee.
First and foremost, it’s the clear and present display of who is the pisser and who is the pissee. And it’s not really fair but if we were having a fight, all she would have to do is say babe, I neeeed to pee and just like that the fight is over as I drop to my knees and open my mouth. It’s that spark of dominance that says this is the natural order, I piss in you, not the other way around, my piss bitch. Pissing down your gullet is my business and business is good. Little whispers of I just love the thought that my piss is sloshing around in your belly. It’s intoxicating.
Secondly, I love the fact that it’s not the least bit sexual of an act. It’s so so intimate but not sexual, except in a “meta” way in that it feeds the dynamic which feeds the desire which feeds the dynamic, etc. I love love love the idea that this is just what we do, it is always done. Sad, mad, glad … it’s not a sexual thing so it doesn’t matter. It’s a way-of-life thing and that’s just delicious.
Thirdly, I love the intimacy. Wrapping my lips around her womanhood. Waiting for her release. Taking it all, even if I choke. Failure is not an option. Only once was there spillage and I was quite disappointed in myself. (In my defense, she really had to go, but still, I take full responsibility) It feels so good when she’s finished and I’ve done well. I get this glow. And it’s even better when there’s time and I can eat her out afterward.
Lastly (because lists are boring not because I’ve run out of reasons), there is a clear ordering in my dominance meter. Spit < Phlegm < pee = farting. Spitting is less dominating than taking your time, hocking up a big ball of snot and spitting the wad far in his mouth. Which is, in turn, less dominating than pissing down someone’s throat. Now, it can be bumped up or down depending on the delivery. Someone who is obviously not enjoying peeing in his mouth is way less dominating than someone who clearly loves spitting in his mouth. Or by making it a regular run of the mill thing. Hocking up a morning loogie every day in him is way more dominating than occasionally peeing in him. So from my perspective, always drinking her pee is like the jackpot to me.
Of course, I always want to go deeper into submission, have her want to own more of me, so I keep wanting to push it. I’d love to be expected to drink Her pee when we’re out and She can’t use me. Having to drink the entire cup of warm piss before the next trash can or get punished would be so tingle inducing. I’d love for her to randomly spit her snot in my morning coffee. One of my all time favorite videos had no nudity. But it was a candid 2 minute video. If you search public humiliation femdom on pornhub it’s the first video with the eponymous title. What I particularly liked about this video was how nonchalant and regular it was. And the dommes smile when he’s drinking her spit was priceless. But it wasn’t in your face crap like walking around on a leash or other things. Subtle and secret but crystal clear domination in public is so so sexy. Her using me all the time is incredible to me—puts me immediately into my happy subspace. She casually wiped boogers on me the other day and it was heavenly (of course I ate them).
While we’ve talked about it, I still always wonder what she’s thinking while she’s using me as her personal, living urinal. How it must make her feel like the most incredible woman on earth. Does she walk around during the day thinking, yeah, I piss in my man’s mouth, that’s how awesome I am and how much he adores me. Do you piss in your man’s mouth? I didn’t think so. Do you? Yeah, I thought not. Suck it bitches. God I hope so! I’ve even started to train myself so I don’t drink overmuch before I think she’ll have to go.
Anyone else feel the same?