Call it a bad influence. Over the course of my current relationship, I have developed an embarrassing fetish. As you can tell from the title of this book, it involves pee. I let my boyfriend pee on me. I drink it. I pee my panties. I know it sounds silly, if not totally humiliating, but I can't deny that I am in love with it. I am totally smitten. I can't imagine waking up in the morning without drinking a big tall glass of my boyfriends pee.
But I wasn't always this way. In fact, I used to be a normal girl who thought bathroom stuff was kind of icky. I guess that's what love will do to you though. I kind of feel sorry for all the girls out there who don't get to bathe in their man's sweet showers and drink up all his delicious juices!
My boyfriend is nothing if not dominant. His favorite way to put me in my places is to force me to pee myself—in public, no less. He makes me wear a short skirt and pantyhose and ties my hands behind my back. He forces me to drink so much that I can't hold it in. It makes me feel like a total baby, and I swear I cry every time. People can see it running down my legs, and I can feel it in my panties and sloshing in my shoes.
I hope you wont let pee be a turn off for you, because I have learned to have so much fun with it. There's a lot more to the fetish than just golden showers in the bathtub. I have included a lot of advice about how I think couples who are curious about pee can experiment and include it in your lovemaking. There's really a whole exciting world of kink out there. Why not give some of it a try?
There's no way around it—I'm a pee girl now. Is it sick and gross? Sometimes, yes. But I think that's what makes it exciting. I'm in love with pee. And this is my story.