I am a kinky woman. Funny, when I was growing up I never thought of myself in that way. In fact I considered myself the All American Girl. When I thought of sex, it was always a vision of hearts and romance, lots of kissing, and straight sex in the missionary position, man on top of course. Even something as relatively common as oral sex never crossed my mind. It is only in my late teens that I realized that maybe my sexual tastes did not run to what our society has labeled "normal".
To my surprise I found that I was very interested in urine but it was not until years later that I made the connection between some of my youthful experiences and the interests I have now that developed over the years. When I was eighteen, I had a friend named Melanie. Melly, who was also eighteen, was a gorgeous girl- long curly blonde hair, blue eyes, big full breasts and hips, long well shaped legs. Not to sound conceited but we could have been twins. In any case, I was over Mel's house one evening. Although she was beautiful, Melly was a rebel and at times could be quite a naughty girl. This evening she was lying on her bed looking at T.V. She had on a short blue nighty and no panties. She was not shy with her body at all and did not bother to cover herself.
"Jill", she said, "turn around and take a look at me. I am going to take a piss on my bed and see if it will spray out like a fountain". I was used to Melly pushing the envelope but this time I never believed she would do something that disgusting and messy. But humoring her, I did turn to look.
She had pulled her night gown up and had drawn her legs to her chest and spread them. Melly very fine white blonde hair that was all but invisible, so I could see her pussy, all pink and white, and so open in that position. "Melly, "stop playing; you know you are never going to piss the bed. Not only is it nasty but you will have to sleep in a very wet spot, I know you are too damned lazy to change the bed." Melly started laughing hysterically.
The next thing I knew I heard a hissing sound and as I watched golden pee spurted from that pink place onto the bed covers. To my surprise, although I was laughing with Melly and called her disgusting, I was entranced. I can still see the picture she made. Legs spread, her pink pussy open and all of the wet piss streaming out and yeah it did look like a golden fountain.
The hissing liquid went on for about fifteen seconds and she was finished. It sounded like the hissing tinkly wet noises you hear on a summer morning by the lake as the water tinkles gently down the stream on a bright morning day.
