Full Bladder And Peeing Arousal

A lady contacted me, through Literotica, a few weeks ago and said that one of my stories had made her happy. She said she had always thought of herself as abnormal and freakish. The story she had read was "Peeing has always been my pleasure". She said that so much of the story could have been written about her and she had been in tears by the time she finished reading it.

Pam as she asked to be called asked me to write her story for her. I suggested it would be far better if she wrote it but she pleaded with me to write it. She was adamant that it had to be written in the first person and offered to share her experiences both verbally and also in writing to enable me to do so. Over the following weeks we talked on the phone, which I recorded and she wrote me a number of emails. She has agreed what is written below as her story.

As far back as I can remember I had had a fascination with peeing. This was not sexual until the events I am about to describe.

My first orgasm

On the day that things changed for me I was in my room studying and was happy that my bladder was filling up as I did so. This was not unusual and I did not think a lot about it. I became aware that my bladder was very full but wanted to finish what I was writing before breaking and going to the bathroom. I misjudged how long my work took and when I stood up I struggled to straighten up, as my bladder was so full.

I was nearly bent over double as I made my way to the bathroom that was only yards away. When I heard the shower running I panicked, as there was no way I could wait to relieve the pressure. I crossed my legs and squeezed my legs tight together. It did little to ease the pressure but I did feel that it gave me a little control. I needed to do something more and without any thought I started to rub the tops of my legs together. That was the first time in my life that my need to pee aroused me. I wondered at first whether the juices that were soaking my panties were pee but concluded that they weren't. Somehow I knew that the shower had stopped running and called out to my older brother that I was desperate to use the toilet. He simply said,

"Go downstairs and use the other toilet. I will be out when I have finished."

There was no way I could consider walking at all let alone down the stairs. My mind was on autopilot as in desperation I rammed my hand between my legs as if holding my pussy would help me hold back the tidal wave that threatened. My hand was under my short skirt but outside my panties. Outside my panties that were struggling to stop the fluids running down my leg. I made a fist of my hand and closed my legs on it. The pain was not getting any easier and I used my spare hand to support me by leaning on the wall. Still hunched over my hips suddenly decided that they could not stay still. They thrust backwards and forwards riding the fist that now stimulated my clit.

I knew something had to give but I wasn't sure what. What gave was that my body exploded into my first ever orgasm. I am sure all women remember their first orgasm but this was not just my first it was a tsunami of an orgasm. I fought to not collapse as wave after wave of intense pleasure drowned my body. I think my hips kept thrusting in time with these waves. I bit my lip hard to prevent myself screaming out, as I knew I was only feet away from brother. The pain was briefly forgotten, or did it just enhance the sensations that washed through my body for what seemed like minutes.

When my orgasm finally ebbed away I was clinging to the wall but had regained just enough control over my body to push passed my brother the second he opened the door. He made some rude comment as I closed the door, without taking the time to lock it. I almost crawled across to the toilet. Once I was seated the mental relief was wonderful. The physical relief however took longer as my bladder was in spasm. I could not relax it but had to resort to squeezing short power jets of pee out. After about six of these the pressure in my bladder reduced significantly. My hand was once again between my legs and I rubbed my clit gently. My bladder was still full but I played at relaxing it until I nearly peed before contacting my clit again. This combined with the gentle masturbation felt dreamy.

Having not had an orgasm until minutes earlier I was not aware that what I was doing was edging. I did know it felt wonderful. In the end I allowed my bladder to relax fully and I peed for what must have been at least a minute. The act of peeing had if anything made me more sexually aware and when I found my clit again it took just seconds before I was gently building to a second orgasm. If the first had been a tsunami this was meandering stream washing slowly through my body. There was no violence, only slight undulations in the level of dreamy pleasure. This lasted for minutes until with reluctance I realized while it felt good I was not actually still experiencing an orgasm.

From that day I only ever orgasmed just before or just after peeing. I didn't orgasm every time I peed but I peed every time I orgasmed. I didn't think to try and orgasm without peeing being involved, it just seemed as natural for the two to go together as spreading butter on my toast.

First sex with boyfriends

My first experiences of sex with boyfriends were bitter disappointments. I cannot completely blame my first three boyfriends. If ten out of ten is reaching orgasm I never got past three. Oral sex both giving and receiving was okay although none of the boys tried for more than a minute or so. As for penetration while there was no pain (due to me having used dildos) there was also almost no pleasure either.

First male who understood

The first boy who got anywhere close to understanding was Glen. It didn't start out particularly promisingly but at least he was not in a mad rush to actually fuck me. I ensured, as always, that my bladder was at least fairly full before we started playing. We were soon lying on our backs using a hand each to play with each other. His cock was very average in size but fully erect as I played with it gently. He was just as gentle as he fingered my wet pussy and clit. Things took a great turn for the better when he said,

"I am really sorry but I need to pee. I will be back in a minute."

I wasn't going to miss out on the possibility that this offered me.

"Can I help you with that? I would be very happy to hold it for you."

He gave me a sideways look as if to question whether I was joking. When he realized that I wasn't he asked,

"That would be novel, but sounds kind of exciting. Are you sure?"

"It would be novel for me too but if you promise to return the favor I would be delighted to experiment."

I did rather take over as I grabbed his cock and led him to the bathroom. Initially I stood behind him and held his erection pointing into towards the bowl. Not wanting this to end too quickly I played with both his balls and the nearly purple head. I had no intention of letting him pee immediately. He seemed very happy with this. He reached behind himself and found my pussy that was showing clear signs of enjoying the action.

"I would love to pee as well. Why don't you sit down and I will just excite you a little more before I let you pee?"

I knelt in front of him and carried on playing with his erection before taking just the head into my mouth. He was beginning to get extremely aroused. I was afraid I might freak him out but decided that I would regret it if I didn't try to involve me peeing as well as him. I straddled the toilet and his lap facing him trapping his erection between our stomachs. My arousal was enough to lubricate both his cock, that felt great, as I slid up and down against it. Now I could start to tease my own bladder by relaxing it until I was ready to pee and tightening it just before I did.

"Just get yourself ready to pee and we might be able to pee together."

I had made it clear to him that I was really into the idea of pee play and I was delighted that he seemed very happy.

"I don't think that there is any chance I could pee while you are doing what you are doing. It is just too exciting."

"If I keep still but pee on you would that help?"

"Probably not but it would be very exciting to try'"

I teased myself a few more times while pretending to him that I was trying to pee. I gave him plenty of notice before I relaxed my bladder completely and said,

"Pee for me push it out and pee hard."

I peed hard and rubbed myself hard up against his cock. Within a couple of seconds his expression changed and his cock exploded. I wasn't sure whether he had peed or cum. When his initial explosion was followed by another with even greater force and volume I knew he was peeing. We both peed many times until he announced,

"Fuck I am going to cum."

I rode up and down against his trapped cock as it spewed his seed onto our stomachs. It felt quite different to him peeing and this and the increased pressure on my clit triggered the first orgasm I had ever had with a partner. It was a forceful and deeply satisfying orgasm mainly due to the build up and the intimacy.

We cuddled each other as the aftershocks gradually weakened and faded away. Reality struck soon afterwards as we realized that the bathroom was awash. Having tidied up we retired to bed agreeing that it had been a wonderful experience. I did offer to let him fuck me but he was good enough to realize that I was not really into it.

It was a very unconventional relationship between Glen and I. We both loved the watersports aspect and all sexual activity featured one or both of us peeing. If there had ever been any doubt this confirmed to me that sex without peeing was far too vanilla for me. There were things that Glen did not want to try and after three months together the relationship that was based on sex did fizzle out.

Further exploration of my fetish

I had at least found, in Glen, someone who understood my interest to some degree. I had been keen to take things much further than he was comfortable with but it gave me the confidence to keep looking. There were other boys and men who understood or were at least very happy to indulge me in my passion.

There was Ben who wasn't so much into the peeing but loved to tie me up when my bladder was very full and then torment me. He initially did this in my bedroom tying me very securely to the four corners of my bed. The first time was my first time in bondage and I admit that it did add a lovely twist to be totally dominated.

I expected him to be rough with me but quite the opposite. To begin with he played with my nipples with his fingers and his mouth. He was teasing them and I had never enjoyed nipple play so much. By the time his mouth found my clit I thought I would cum immediately. He had other ideas.

My bladder was very full and as always seemed to ensure my clit was more exposed and available than when my bladder was empty. He licked and sucked my clit until it was just about ready to explode, probably in less than a couple of minutes. He then slid a single finger into my pussy curling it upwards. He didn't move it in and out but just rubbed the inside of my pussy. This was breathtakingly arousing as it felt like he was massaging my full bladder. He teased me verbally about how aroused I was and that he had total control of that arousal, my bladder and my ability to orgasm.

I was close to tears as he kept this stimulation up for what seemed like hours. I pleaded with him to allow me to cum, as my bladder was now really painfully full. He ignored this pleading until he asked me,

"Do you need to cum badly enough to promise me that if I let you cum you will let me take you to the shower and fuck your bottom."

He had asked me many times, as had other men, but I had always refused. The idea didn't disgust or horrify me but I had never felt quite right. Given my desperation to both cum and to pee I quickly agreed. He added another finger to the first and the stimulation was even more intense. His other hand went to my stomach and I thought he was going to play with my desperate clit but instead he massaged my stomach or more accurately my bladder through my stomach. It took me less than a minute to explode in a painfully violent but stunning orgasm. It was not centred on my clit, like usual, but radiated out from my bladder until it took over my whole body. I swore at him, praised him and babbled complete nonsense as the orgasm took over my existence completely.

The violence of my climax left me exhausted but also feeling deeply sexually satisfied. It was therefore far from good news when he reminded me of my promise. He led me into the shower holding one of my hands in one of his and a pot of lube in the other. He positioned me with my back to him with both my hands against the wall before applying lots of lube to his erection. Much to my surprise he entered my excited pussy with the greatest of ease.

"I thought you wanted to......... "

He cut me off in mid sentence with the words,

"Where is the fire? I want to take my time before fucking your bottom."

His prick was not only fucking my pussy but also seemed to massage my full bladder. I told him if he wanted to fuck my arse he needed to do it without any further delay. He lubed both me and his cock before offering it up to my bottom. Due to the facts that I had used toys to penetrate my arse and that he was not especially big there was no pain when he gently pushed into me. There was greatly increased pressure on my bladder and I begged him to hold still once he was fully buried in me.

"I have got to pee and pee now. Don't move a muscle as I try and relax."

He brought his hands round me and found my pussy. I didn't really want him to stimulate me so was pleased when he did no more than hold me.

"I am going to pee, I am going to ---- oh that is great."

I had expected to struggle to relax my bladder that nearly always went into spasm when I was over full. Not on this occasion as I felt instant relief as the pee flowed through his fingers onto the wall and shower floor. I had only released a small proportion from my full bladder when he started to gently fuck me. The timing was perfect particularly as his fingers found my clit and my pee hole. The flow was cut as an orgasm forced me to clamp my bladder tightly shut.

"Fuck my arse deep and hard and don't stop until you empty yourself into me."

I am not sure which of the unusual elements of this coupling made it blissfully unique. It was probably a mixture of them all. I felt every inch of his cock as it slid in and out of me caressing my bloated bladder as it did so. I have never had a bad orgasm but this was truly exceptional. It was nearly finished when he started to fuck me with an increased urgency. I am sure that he hit new depths in my bowels as he emptied his balls into me.

Our sexual relationship never hit these heights again. I enjoyed his love of bondage as long as he combined this with me having a full bladder. While I never shared his level of passion for anal he taught me to thoroughly enjoy anal play as well as him fucking my bottom. Our relationship came to an abrupt end after a particular bondage session. He tied me to his bed allowing me to fill my bladder first. When he added a blindfold for the first time I sensed that this session was going to be like no other we had enjoyed. Initially he teased my clit and pussy in similar ways to normal. I was surprised when he stopped and climbed off the bed. I sensed as much as heard the door being opened and closed.

"What the fuck. Who is there? Untie me now or I shall scream the place down. I..... "

I couldn't finish my sentence as Ben clamped a hand across my mouth.

"Ssshhhh. You always look so unbelievably sexy tied up as you are right now. Your levels of sexual arousal when you also have a full bladder are something that I should not be selfish enough to keep to myself. Be a good girl and let a couple of my close friends share your extreme arousal."

I shook my head violently in an attempt to be able to reply to his outrageous and totally unbelievable statement. He held my mouth tightly with one hand and used his other to slide down my stomach. His arm covered the area that enabled him to put pressure on my bladder as his fingers found my clit and pussy. My anger grew strongly but my arousal grew at the same time.

"If you promise not to scream I will let go of your mouth. If you don't I will have to gag you. That would be a shame, as I love to hear you when your arousal levels give way to orgasms. Your bladder feels incredibly stretched and tight and as always when your bladder is full your clit is huge."

This was clearly not said to me but for the sake of the audience. If I could have attacked Ben at that moment I would have killed him. He might have said it for the audience but it was very true. He didn't touch my clit but ran a finger down each side of it. I know when he does this my clit looks huge. He was clearly playing to his audience even though what he was doing was also arousing me alarmingly quickly.

It is never easy to judge how quickly a bladder will fill up. On this day I had not judged it well. I was nearly bursting and I had only been tied up for less than five minutes. His arm across my stomach felt like a ton weight. I was pleading with Ben immediately to take his arm off my stomach and untie me. His laugh chilled me slightly.

"What's in it for me? I would much rather carry on playing with and showing your stunning body to my friends."

"Anything, anything but let me piss I am desperate. Untie me now and let me pee."

"I am not going to untie you but I might consider letting you piss where you are."

"There is no way I am going to piss all over your bedroom it would be awash by the time I finish emptying my bladder."

"That is where you are wrong. You are going to stay just where you are but I am going to put this adult nappy (diaper) on you. It would not take your bladder full but you will be able to relieve at least some of the pressure you are feeling right now. That is of course if you can pee while I play with your clit."

There was lots of movement and I think it was Ben who sucked hard on my clit until I was screaming. I felt the huge nappy secured at the side. Ben didn't give my clit a break as his hand slid inside the nappy. At the same time hands found my erect nipples. I have had my nipples played with on many occasions but these hands knew exactly what they were doing. I became a little uneasy about something more than the obvious. Yes I was tied up, blindfolded and being played with by my boyfriend but also two unknown men. There was something else bothering me but I was not sure what it was. My body was in danger of going into overload, a full bladder, a clit being teased, nipples being played and an audience of three. The fact that there was an audience heightened every sensation.

"When Pam has a full bladder her clit becomes super sensitive. When she is stretched to capacity she can become almost demented not being sure whether she will pee or climax. The two are mutually exclusive and yet the correlation between them is incredibly strong. While I stroke her clit as I am now she cannot pee however desperate she is. When she pees she cannot orgasm until she stops peeing. She will both pee and orgasm in the next few minutes. What I would love you two to do is to play with her nipples so we can she whether she can pee while having her nipples played with."

I should have been angry with him talking about me to them like he was but it just fanned the flames. The stimulation of one of my nipples changed as a mouth replaced a hand. It felt perfect and even better as my other nipple was also sucked. It was then that I thought I knew what had been confusing me. I was sure one of the two visitors was a female. The mouth and tongue at my one breast felt different but I was not complaining.