Golden Showers – Am I That Kind Of Girl?

I think there is something both alluring and misleading about the term ‘Golden showers’. They sound a little decadent don’t they? I prefer the term water-sports myself, but I guess this phrase conjures up images of paddle-boarding in Hawaii or jet skiing in Fiji, but no, this is way wide of the mark. These are not the water-sports to which I am referring.  Whether you are the pee-er or peed upon, opinions on this subject of golden showers are pretty polarised. Now, some people are firmly rooted in the no category when this subject comes up, but there are those amongst us who will openly admit to being fascinated by the subject or have even been tempted into trying it.

Back in the day, when I was really young and learning about sex, the thought of involving pee in sex made me feel quite sick. How could this be in the least bit sexy, I wondered? However, that was my young inexperienced mind, the mind of a virgin. Fast forward to me being a 20 something girl, with a fair few sexual experiences under her belt.  Add a hot guy into the mix who loves to get peed on and my opinion started to shift.

My Very Own Shower Buddy?

A girlfriend of mine, Vikki, worked with a guy, let’s call him Brady. He was gorgeous, the personification of tall, dark and handsome, and to top it off he was funny as hell! My friend wasn’t interested in him because he was a lot younger than her, and he had a girlfriend. I however, was the same age as him, and the fact he had a girlfriend didn’t trouble me one little bit. (I know, I know, but I was young, what can I say?).

One night when Vikki and I were chatting, she had told me about this hot friend of hers and showed me his Facebook profile. I liked what I saw and after a few vinos I decided to message him. It took him less than a minute to respond to my silly message (I guess he liked my profile too), and before I knew it we were bantering back and forth. At this point, Vikki let me know she also worked with Brady’s girlfriend, who had confided in Vikki that Brady wanted her to pee on him. Interesting!

Tell Me more….

She was in no way into this and refused to indulge him. Such was her disdain that she was thinking of ending their 6 month relationship because of it. I was becoming intrigued. This hot guy likes to be peed on? Really?. For some reason I had always associated this kind of activity with creepy old men who paid for sex. This new info just added to Brady’s appeal, the fact that he had a kink.

Anyway, before long our fun and flirty messages turned into dirty texts and naughty pictures. We couldn’t wait to meet up, to see if the spark we both felt online would be there in real-life. So we arranged to meet up at a bar in the city. Our mutual friend Vikki came along for the drink as it was just gonna be a relaxed ‘getting to know you’ session. If we got on as well as we both hoped, we’d meet again, just the two of us, for a proper date.

Wasting No Time

We didn’t have to worry about nervous small-talk because the attraction between us was instant. Vikki introduced us and went to the bar, as soon as she left our table, Brady grabbed me and stuck his tongue in my mouth! We shared an amazing first kiss. He told me he had been waiting so long to kiss me he couldn’t hold himself back. If this kiss was anything to go by, the sex would be amazing. We only stayed for one drink and then headed back to mine. Vikki was less than impressed that we ditched her, but we literally couldn’t wait to get back to my place and rip each others clothes off! I made a mental note to make it up to Vikki with some flowers, but I never did.

We were barely through my front door before we were kissing and undressing each other. We were both naked by the time we made it into the living room. He threw me down on the sofa and proceeded to go down on me. He had such expertise I could tell this wasn’t his first rodeo. After he made me cum I was happy to return the favour. He came hard and loud (just how I like it). We got dressed and had some whiskey whist we talked and fondled each other on the couch.

What Makes Him Tick

The more we had to drink the more he began to open up. It wasn’t long before the subject of peeing came up. He said he found it a massive turn on to have a girl pee on him. Of course, I knew this already but didn’t let on. He said he had done it with a couple of girls and loved the experience, but his current girlfriend wasn’t up for it. Brady claimed it was because she was boring. I felt this judgement of her as ‘boring’ because she didn’t want to use him as a toilet was a little harsh, but that said I didn’t want to join her in the ‘boring’ category.

So, aided by a few glasses of Scotch, I made the decision that we would be dabbling in water-sports this very evening! I quizzed him about why he liked it and he said it was the depravity and enjoying something taboo. He also said he liked the feeling of submitting to a woman. Letting her dominate him by peeing on him. He told me he had never peed on a woman before, but thought maybe he would like to give it a try.

To The Bathroom!

Shall we do it? I asked. My forwardness certainly took him by surprise, but it didn’t delay him grabbing my hand and rushing me to the bathroom. Previously, I had envisaged laying out plastic bin bags on the bed, but he said it was much cleaner and nicer to do it in the bathroom, which made perfect sense. We went into my en suite and I was determined to do it before I lost my nerve. So I sat him down, naked on the toilet and I climbed onto his lap, facing him. He held my butt and pulled me closer to him. He had never done it this way before and his erect penis told me it was exciting for him.

Just as I was about to start, he had the idea of putting his penis inside me before I start to pee. So, after a little awkward maneuvering, he was inside me. I have to tell you it was the weirdest feeling ever! Not only was my mind screaming at me not to pee because there was someone watching, I also had a cock inside me! It took a couple of minutes of concentration until I could actually release but when I did, wow! The sensation of liberation was amazing. I could feel him harden inside me. He grabbed my ass hard with pleasure, and knowing how turned on he was aroused me too.

I Am A Dirty Girl!

Brady had been totally right, the naughtiness of it all made it so sexy. When I finished peeing we carried on having sex. I rode him on the toilet until he came, which felt animalistic. He then picked me up and took me into the shower. He turned on the flow and let the warm water wash over us. Then he turned me around so my face was against the wall and my ass was sticking out. ‘Now its my turn’ he said, and with that he began to pee all over my ass and back. Because the water from the shower was running it wasn’t such a focused sensation as it had been on the toilet, but I could feel the change in temperature of the liquid on my back and I have to admit it was really erotic.

It made us feel close to each other, even though we hardly knew each other. A bonding experience for want of a better explanation. It felt as though the secret we shared was far more intimate than just fucking. We had sex in the shower and washed ourselves clean. When we were re-clothed and drinking more whiskey, we talked about what had just happened. He said that he loved doing the peeing as much as being peed on. I confessed that I had enjoyed both too. The rest of the night passed in a blur of alcohol, banter and even more sex.

No Regrets

Early the following morning he kissed me goodbye and thanked me for a great night. He went back to his ‘boring’ girlfriend. I went to see my friend, primarily to apologise for ditching her, but more excitingly to divulge the full details of my naughty night. Brady and I stayed in touch for a while, but it would never lead to anything more. A pee party does not a relationship make. So, we eventually lost contact, but I will always remember him fondly as the guy I peed on and the guy who peed on me.

As much as I enjoyed this erotic encounter, I haven’t done it since. That’s not to say I wouldn’t, if a partner wanted to try it. However, it’s not something I would instigate or want to do on the regular. Urophilia is the correct term for urine play, a genre of sex that I am happy to have dipped my toe into, but won’t be diving into any deeper. Urophiliacs take water-sports to a whole other level, but that my friends is a topic I will visit on another day. This was just a little story about a fun golden shower between a hot guy and a naughty girl, I hope you enjoyed it. I certainly did!

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