Golden Showers and Peeing Myself

Golden Shower waterfall from mouthGolden Showers and Peeing Myself

Without my husband being the wiser, I followed @LenoirGold on Twitter because of his love for water play, or what it is commonly referred to as “the golden shower.” I’d been planning on a new photo shoot and this was going to be it. It wasn’t until about a week or so later when I made the suggestion that I should pee in my panties on camera to my husband. He was down to do it, as he is always down to do anything with me. We thought of different ways to do it: “Doing it in the shower is going to be corny.” I thought about doing it outside (which was the idea that we originally agreed on) or on the couch with plastic tarp or even in a kiddie pool. Then I got it. I would combine bondage and water play together.

What Is A Golden Shower?

At its most basic, the term “golden shower” ― also known as “urine play” or “water sports” ― is slang for a sex act involving urine. It’s the act of peeing on or around your partner(s), or getting peed on yourself….

It’s a fetish, more common in the dominant/submissive role-play scene.

So Let The Golden Waters Flow…

Golden ShowerNaturally I am submissive so I was excited. But I wasn’t just going to be submissive, I was going to let him give me a golden shower while orchestrating the photoshoot.  So a bit of a balance.  I planned what I was going to wear, the way I’d be tied up, I even told my husband to drink a few glasses of water about an hour before the shoot. I was thrilled to get to be the writer, director, and producer. I felt like how M. Night Shyamalan must have felt while directing “Lady in the Water.”  My husband knew somewhat what my plans were, but for the most part I was steering him. I asked him to help blindfold me, using an old t-shirt I had torn and cut into long strands of cloth.  I then asked him to help place me in the corner of the tub so I can squat and get the feel of the shoot.   Once in place, I told my husband where the rope was and asked him to tie my legs and hands together using the rope and other torn t-shirt strip.   My husband bound my wrists with nylon rope and tied my feet.  I was now helpless, completely in my husband’s control except for his willingness to keep me happy.  I trust him completely.  He lifted my skirt and exposed my pink panties. I chose pink for a reason.

I have a Golden Shower Surprise

dry panties before the golden showerI asked him to get a few pics of me “cowering” in the tub.  I felt like a prisoner whose captors were photographing  for the news reporters. I kept my head low and cocked to the left, trying to look as innocent as possible. He stood over me and pulled my head back using my hair, but I willingly followed the tug.  At this point, we were both in control.  He snapped a few pics with his cock near my face (which may be shown later if we add more photos — we like to keep the shoots around 20 photos).  I wanted to stuff it in my mouth and suck it until it got hard, but I had to show some restraint and wait until later.  I then felt him beat his penis on my face and he even put his cock inside my blindfold.  These are things he does on his own, as the power of me being helpless  begins to give him an adrenalin rush.  At one point, I believe he put his foot on my throat, taking pictures of me helpless and totally under his control.  I love it.

wetting myselfMoving away from me, I hear him shuffle to the other end of the tub.  He told me to keep my mouth open. There is silence. I can’t see a thing, but I know what he’s doing: he’s releasing the micturition reflex, which relaxes the muscles in your urethra, releasing urine from your bladder. I’m eager to taste his hot urine, and then I  feel it fountain into my mouth. I take a mouthful in and half way seal my lips. I feel his stream hit my face, my chest, down my tank top, over my skirt. I look at where I think the camera is and open my mouth to reveal it full of his urine.  He again grabs my hair and pulls my face to the camera.  I gargle his urine, letting it bubble over my tongue, before finally letting it dribble onto my chin and down my chest again. I swallow the rest in my mouth. It’s a pungent taste, like overcooked beef.

peed my pantiesI lay there and listen to the camera snap photos.  I feel him open my legs, I believe to take photos of my panties.   To our surprise, my panties are still dry.  Since my husband figured we were still doing the outside shoot with me peeing in my dress, he didn’t drink the water like I asked him to earlier.  Frustrated, I tell my husband to aim the camera between my legs so I can try to play with myself.  As my husband unknowingly takes shots of my panties, I relax my  body and release. The pictures revealed later just how well my pink panties looked as the pool of pee in my crotch darkened the cloth and puddled around my black skirt. The air is filled with the smell of our fluids. It’s not just in my mouth. I stand up and my husband takes a few more pics of my pee-soaked body and clothes. My face and body was glistening with wetness.  My husband then demanded I take my pee soaked blindfold and move it down to my mouth (photos for our own personal collection).  I again taste his urine, deep in my mouth and on my lips as I watch him take photos of me, soaking wet with urine.  It felt so wrong and dirty, but I loved it.

Cleaning Off After A Golden Shower

soaking wet from our pee and golden showerI took off my clothes and slapped them into my husband’s arms, wetting his nude body with both of our fluids.  I ordered my husband to put it all in the wash. He does it immediately, knowing I am no longer tied up and helpless.   When he returns from the laundry room, he admits that he loved the smell and look.  I nodded and agreed.   He then suggested doing it again and fucking each other while soaking wet with each others’ urine.

If he is good, we will see.

Also….

If he is bad, we will see.

If you want more ideas on what to do with your body fluids, you can check out our ideas on a sex cocktail, which involves urine, saliva, and each others’ cum.  

Female Ejaculation: It wasn’t pee (female perspective)

It seemed like an urban legend to me. The story of a woman cumming, but not the cute little twitches that squeeze a man’s cock, or his finger as he sucks on her clit. My entire belief on the female orgasm was clitoral stimulation from the outside.  The g-spot was a made up place, a place that could never be found, a place just as imaginary as the Fountain of Youth.

 There have been times when my husband, Ryan, fucked me so hard that I thought I peed.  Or I’d ride him without caring about the pain in my stomach his dick was causing; I’d bounce on his cock with so much force I’d bleed that night.  But again, I “wet” myself and I thought this wetness was pee from me letting go of my inhibitions. These moments of wetting myself were hot and were a turn-on because it meant my body and mind were totally in sync in our sex act.

 **Before I get into the various times I squirted, let me clarify that I have “squirted” (what I consider a “female ejaculation”) without orgasming.  Conversely, I can orgasm without squirting.  But, I can squirt AND orgasm at the same time – and believe me when I say this feeling is extremely intense and probably the closest thing I will ever experience to cumming “like a man.”

The first time I squirted during an orgasm, Ryan and I were having sex in the spoon position.  In this position, I tell him to go deep because the pressure in the back of my vagina was a good feeling, not one that hurt.  He held onto my hips as I grinded my body into him, his cock scooping deep into me.  We were hot and sweating from head to toe.  It was only after I came did we realize just how wet the bed was.  It was as if I peed the bed. Was it possible?  I didn’t feel like I released that muscle that holds your urine back.  I was embarrassed because this never happened before.  I know what sweat spots look like and this was not that.  It didn’t smell like pee either.  It smelled like…well, like sex.  This was about four years ago.

The second time, we were in a 69 position.  He was eating me out while using a soft dildo.  I hadn’t learned how to face fuck yet.  I didn’t even consider it possible, but I knew my body loved to cum with his entire dick in my mouth as far as I can and just hold it there. This is the first time I’ve ever “shot out.”  This wasn’t the usual wetness between my legs caused by my normal cum.  It was more like an eruption coming from my pelvis that travelled down through my pussy and out of my tight hole.  As we were 69ing, I felt the cum feeling stirring in me and as soon as I did, I knew I had to have his cock lodged in my mouth to intensify my cum (could this be why people partake in autoerotic asphyxiation?)  I took a deep breath and quickly pulled his hips onto my face.  With my mouth full of cock, I couldn’t scream.  I felt my face getting flushed.  My body twitched and writhed as I held back as my cum as long as I could, but it was so intense that my hips raised up off the bed and as soon as I did, a thick, semi-cloudy fluid shot onto the sheets about and on the wall over two feet away.  It wasn’t pee; it had the consistency of mashed clear jello mixed with froth.  Even after a few minutes, it wasn’t absorbed into the sheets.  It looked like tiny little jellyfish sitting on top of wet beach sand.  Little droplets landed on Ryan’s face, but most of it came out with the shot.

During my third experience, I had just learned to deepthroat.  Again, we were 69ing, but this time I was on top. I just realized that deepthroating made me very, very horny.  And very, very wet.  This was the day after I dripped all over my own legs/ankles as I was kneeling and deepthroating my husband’s cock. As I deepthroated from the top, I again came from oral.  But instead of just cumming, my vagina started pouring out juices that he didn’t get to see because he was eating me out. He said he couldn’t breathe. Some of it got on his face as he turned to the side, but after a few seconds he put hismouth up to my pussy and just let it fill up his mouth. It was about a third cup of liquid he swallowed.  He then stuck his tongue inside me and just drank my juices as it came out rather than holding and waiting for it to fill his mouth. He said this was the most he’s ever ate/drank of my juices.  Except for the time when I peed in his mouth and forced him to swallow.

Fourth experience. I was riding my man’s dick hard when he said he felt his balls and lap suddenly get completely soaked. I also noticed his dick was fucking my pussy with this wet/dry feeling. It wasn’t spit or lube; it was almost like I peed on him, but it couldn’t have been because it didn’t look, smell, or taste, like pee.  All I know is that it’s possible because I now squirt while being fucked. Maybe it was the angle that was making his fat dick hit a spot (g spot maybe?) in just the right way so that I leaked.

For my fifth experience, my husband discovered a way to make me ejaculate (see Ryan’s article “Female Ejaculation: It isn’t pee”).  At first I was reluctant that it would work since I have never experienced it before.  But I was down for anything new he suggested.  He explained that I would be getting a massage, which I always welcome.  Little did I know it was going to be a deep tissue massage, the kind I heard (directly from a massage therapist herself) can cause someone to burst into laughter or full-out tears. 

He poured grape seed oil onto his hands and began with a full body massage: deltoids, the crevices of my shoulder blades, middle and lower back, buttocks, hamstrings, calves.  He told me turn over: clavicle, pecs (this is when I start getting sensitive and ticklish), and finally back to my inner thighs.  Soon I felt him slide two fingers in my pussy and proceeded “forklifting.”  At first I was nervous.  I just peed, but his fingers are hitting an area that makes me feel like I’m holding the pee feeling in (I later realize that this is the same feeling I get when I’m getting fucked hard and deep). 

I knew that this “pee” feeling was normal.  So the first thing I did was to remind myself, This is normal, I’m supposed to feel this.  I had to physically accept this sensation regardless of how awkward it felt.  Once I did that, I then had to say, Relax…relax. Enjoy this feeling, accept it, love it.  My body and mind were now free.  I put myself in a sexual trance: my mind cleared of any reservations, my body taking in this new sensation.  I felt like a monk who had just become spiritually enlightened. 

Almost immediately, Ryan felt what he described as a “spray” splashing onto his palm.  “Oh shit!” is all he said.  He raced for the light switch and what he saw surprised us both: a semi-cloudy fluid spewing and flowing freely from my pussy.  But not a short-lived dribble, I mean it was gushing out non-stop. Actual fluid, like a fountain.  “What?” I said.  We couldn’t believe it. 

Soon after was my sixth experience, I was on top again, purposely using his dick in the exact same way he forklifted my pussy.  It wasn’t as strong or forceful, but I re-created the forklifting motion, forcing his dick to rub my spot hard.  A few minutes into it, his  balls, dick, lap, pubic area, ass, and bed were all wet. Neither of us came.  But at that point I had a greater understanding of how my body functioned and was also becoming more in tuned with it.

My most recent is my seventh experience.  This is a different kind of first because we were analing.  His dick wasn’t in my pussy, but for some reason we were still wet and slippery.  My cums are always so intense when I get fucked in the ass, sometimes I think my heart either races or stops.  On this day, though, after it was over, we could clearly see the SPRAY wet mark on sheet.  My husband turned on the light and we could clearly see a 4-inch spray, like someone took an aerosol can filled with heavy liquid and aimed on the sheet.

Clearly I cannot plan when I’m going to squirt.  Sometimes it happens when I cum through clitoral stimulation and other times it happens because my g-spot gets pounded or rubbed the right way.  I can’t feel the actual force of fluid being expelled from my body; I don’t ejaculate the way a man ejaculates: semen shooting from his cock in conjunction with an orgasm.  My “ejaculation” can be separate as well as paired with an orgasm.  This is part of the reason my cums are amazing now: they’re unpredictable.  With that being said, I simply relax and let whatever happens.  Why worry about what I can’t control?

 Female ejaculation is not a myth and it is 100% achievable.  Try it for yourself. It may take a few tries, but like they say: the fun part is getting there.

 I will update this post if and when I get number 8.

Female Ejaculation: It isn’t pee

No Peeing Allowed

No peeing allowed.

Last night I gave my wife, Venice, a massage with Grape Seed Oil. Although she had a lot of tense areas on her body, she eventually relaxed and let me rub her down from head to toe as she lay on her stomach. I asked her not to moan and just totally relax, because usually my massages are with my tongue and she will moan the entire time. Whether she does this to keep me entertained, to keep me going, or because my tongue makes her uncontrollably moan, I do enjoy the response. Last night was different. I just wanted her to relax. I rubbed her back, deep in her shoulder blades, and down her spine. I massaged her back muscles which seemed very tight and tense. I rubbed a lot of oil over her curved butt, deep in her vagina crevices and ass. Reaching between her legs I wrapped my hand around to her front side, grabbing her pubic mound and squeezing. Every now and then I would slide a finger in whichever hole was the most inviting. 

Eventually, after thoroughly rubbing her  down I asked her to roll over. I quickly realized her front side seemed to tickle her a bit more. Instead of focusing on her breast and upper shoulders, which was making her giggle, I moved down to her pubic area and inner thighs. I poured more oil all over my hands and began to rub this area roughly and she  immediately responded by lifting both legs in the air. I am not sure why her  response to my aggressive massage to her pubic area caused her to lift both of her legs, but I knew she wanted to be fucked. She knew she wanted to be fucked. However, that wasn’t my plan tonight. I slid my oiled hand over her vagina lips, letting the labias slide between my fingers. Each time the tip of my  fingers would slide past her hole and down to her ass. The oil made both of her  holes easy to penetrate, but I would only penetrate enough for her to enjoy the pressure it created. My wife began to roll her hips aggressively but seemed a bit unsure about what I wanted to do. Both of her knees were now up by her chest and her vagina and ass completely exposed and in the air. I slid my two middle fingers inside her pussy, keeping them straight. Careful not to do the hooking motion with my fingers that I have read about in various articles about a woman’s “g spot”, I kept both fingers unbent inside her. In the past Venice complained about the hooking or “come here” gesture, saying it felt more like a scratching feeling. No g spot. This is something she absolutely did not enjoy. This time though, with both fingers straight, fingernails well-groomed, I began to move my entire arm up and down creating a forklift motion inside her vagina. I placed my other hand on top of her pubic bone, still slippery from all the oil. As I did the forklift motion and rubbed her pubic area, my wife  began doing something she had only done 4 times before during intercourse, but this time, it happened within seconds. She began leaking what appeared to be urine. At first I laughed, smelled the liquid, and let her smell. We both agreed that it did have the salty smell of urine, but for the first time in my life, this smell drove me insane. I am not sure if it had some sort of pheromones that attracted me, but I  wanted to dive down inside her and eat all her juices. My body responded immediately and I felt this uncontrollable attraction. It was almost like I smelled my wife  in heat and my animal instincts took over. Unsure what  exactly caused this response, I stuck my fingers back inside her and started the forklift motion again.  I knew there may have been a bit of urine at first, but now my wife was squirting white liquid all over the towel we had spread out on the bed. When I pulled my hand out, her vagina almost gushed with more white fluid spilling all over her ass. It would not stop. I had never seen anything like it, not even in porn. I jumped up and said, “oh my god.” 

She immediately asked me to grab her camera phone. I jumped up, turned on the light, grabbed the camera, and began to record her. As the camera started, she was still oozing liquid out of her vagina, slowly rolling down to her ass, but the flow had slowed down. Disappointed I couldn’t share with her what I saw, I started to massage her vagina again. This time she squirted with what almost seemed like a cum shot, over my hand and onto  the bed. I pull my hand out and she was again gushing white liquid out of her  vagina, down her ass. I picked up the camera and recorded this. Unable to  really control myself much longer and still smelling the aroma from her liquids, I dove down inside between her thighs and cleaned her out. I drove my tongue inside her vagina hole as far as I could, hoping I could taste her insides. It was a good night indeed, and although my wife had wet the bed a few times before (which will eventually end up on this blog), this was the first time I watched her fluids pour out uncontrollably. It’s also the  first time we got it on camera. Maybe one day we’ll share.

 

Ongoing log:

Sex in bed, me laying to the side, she squirted as she orgasmed.  Left huge wet spot on sheets.
69, me on top, she squirted as she came, sprayed my face, pillows, and wall.
69, her on top, she poured into my mouth as she orgasmed.
Sex, her on top, she squirted while we had sex.  Left my balls, bed, and penis soaked.
Forklift technique after full body massage.  Watched her orgasm and squirt, then leak fluid non stop, not urine for sure.
Sex, her on top purposely grinding her gspot, left my entire crotch wet, stomach, dick, balls, ass, sheet.
Anal sex, me laying to the side, she squirted as she orgasmed and left sheets wet.