** At the time of writing, I'm currently 48 years old and divorced for maybe 16 or 17 years. I can't quite remember. This is my attempt to string together some of my past experiences that rightly or wrongly have shaped who I am. I hope you enjoy reading this and please don't judge me. I'd love to receive comments from my readers too so feel free to say what you want. **
Post Divorce: Fetishes and Kinks Ch. 01
Post Divorce, I was having lots of casual sex and that meant that I was exposed to a variety of kinks and fetishes. Men, and I guess for that matter, women too, seem to be less inhibited in expressing desires or fantasies with casual sex partners. You can be open and not have to fear repercussion or your partner thinking you are weird or whatever. Even if they do, so what? You just don't see them again or whatever.
Since I slept with a lot of married men, I learnt that there are so many things people want that they are just afraid to bring up with their wives or significant others for the reasons I stated above. In this story, I try and recount some of the stuff I did and was exposed too, in no real chronological order so forgive me if maybe things seems to jump around.
I was always willing to try new things. I took the approach that if you didn't try something, how would you know if you liked it or not. I also generally tried things at least 3 times to make sure I liked it or didn't. It's like food. The first time you try pizza for example, it may be a lousy pizza. That doesn't mean you should go off pizza entirely. Maybe it was just badly made. Same with sex. That was my approach anyway. So usually, if a guy brought up some fetish or kink that he wanted to do, I was pretty open and willing to try.
Watersports seemed to be a favourite. When I was first asked if I liked watersports, I wasn't quite sure what was being asked. I was lying in bed, freshly fucked and engaging in pillow talk, where most of the fantasy exchanges usually happened.
"Ever tried watersports?" Gerard asked.
"What? You mean like water-skiing or scuba diving?" I replied.
"No silly." Gerard laughed. "Watersports, as in peeing, sexually that is."
"You mean squirting?" I asked, still dumbfounded.
"Peeing. Really peeing. Like on each other!" Gerard was tickled that I didn't know what he was talking about.
"Ewwww... peeing on each other? Ugh... whatever for?"
"It's really quite erotic. It's not just the act of peeing. You sometimes drink the piss too as it splashes over you." Gerard explained.
"That just sounds gross." I replied. "No thank you."
"What if you peed on me then?" Gerard pursued.
I wasn't quite sure how to respond. No one had ever seen me pee before. I always considered it a most private thing. Letting someone watch me pee let alone peeing on them just seemed so odd. "My bladder is empty." I said, dismissing Gerard.
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"We're not in a rush to go anywhere." Gerard laughed. "Go on, drink some water. Fill your bladder."
Without waiting for me to answer, he got up and got me the hotel bottled water. He opened the bottle and passed it to me. I glared at him briefly before taking the bottle and chugging half of it down.
"Does your wife piss on you?" I asked.
"My wife's a prude." Gerard laughed. "She doesn't even fuck as good as you. There's no way I'd even suggest pissing with her."
Something about what Gerard said made we want to do it. The thought of letting him see me piss let alone pissing on him still turned me off but there was a tingle deep in my belly. I drank more of the water and lay next to him.
"Whats the turn on?" I asked, trying to understand.
"I cant explain it. There's just something about it. It's erotic and kinky and strangely intimate too."
"But what do you get off pissing on someone?"
"As I said, its erotic and intimate." He explained. "It's almost like it brings you closer having someone take your piss on their face or in their mouth."
I shrugged, still not comprehending.
"Its like swallowing cum," He went on. "You find that erotic right?"
"Well, I like cum. I like swallowing."
"Did you like it the first time you tried? Or before you tried, did you like the idea?" He persisted.
I shook my head no. He had a point. I didn't like the idea the first time I had learnt that some women swallow. In fact the first few times I sucked cock, I didn't want to swallow either. But after I had tried it, I never stopped. The eroticism of our conversation was making my pussy buzz again.
"If you haven't tried it, how do you know you wont like it?" He smiled. "Hows that bladder going?"
"Filling up." I said matter of factly. "Maybe I'll piss on you but I don't know about you pissing on me." I hadn't drunk a whole lot but I did feel my bladder being rather full.
"I wont do it without your agreement, that's for sure, but you might like it." He said, trying to persuade me.
"Is your bladder full? Can you piss?" I asked, getting more intrigued although at the back of my mind I was still reluctant.
Gerard nodded. "I can pee, I'm pretty full. Are you?"
"In a bit. How badly should I need to go?"
"Its better if theres a long stream. That's how I like it, but as long as there's enough of a stream and not just a trickle." He replied, matter of factly.
"You really want to pee on me?" I asked again.