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  1. I did not get involved in pee drinking with my first wife. She was willing enough to go along with me watch her weeing but that was as far as it went.

     

    My second never talked much about her previous relationships or sex life. I was used to long build ups with much foreplay, cunnilingus being a favourite but it was my hand which got her started. We had been going out together for about six months & as the time had passed she was more & more eager to make love & especially to take part in our long foreplay. It had just been a normal play time when it suddenly changed. I had been rubbing her clit & she grabbed my wrist & held it very firmly. I wasn’t sure if she intended to keep it there or push it away so I just carried on as I had been. It became obvious she was climaxing. After it had pass & she had come back down she got out of bed quickly & stood at the foot, leaning against the wall with her hands behind her bum. She was very agitated, not upset exactly but seemed unsettled. She asked what I had done to her. I guessed she’d had an orgasm so told her so. It must have been her first ever, not that she ever admitted it to me. She was 34 years old.

     

    From then on she was the one who did the steering into the bedroom most of the time & many more orgasms followed. At first they were only manual ones but then I managed to get her off orally & finally she had her first fuck orgasm. Even before her first vaginal orgasm she had been a really good little fucker, willing to explore different places around the house &a variety of positions & her orgasms became a regular part of our lovemaking.

     

    I had started to suspect she was leaking quite early on. After we had made love there was always more than just cunt juice on the sheets but it was never really discussed. There had been what I’m sure was wee during cunnilingus, not a lot but enough to tell its distinctive flavour. In the build up to her orgasms she could get in quite a state, climbing up the headboard trying to escape from me as if the sensations were just too intense.

     

    When it did happen there was no denying it, a big spurt flooded my mouth & face. I hadn’t been expecting it so the sheets & mattress copped most of it. She became very upset & started cry apologising profusely which & went to great lengths to reassure her everything was okay. It took a while for her to let me go down on her again steering me towards manual orgasms for her. Even then I could tell there was leakage.

     

    A few weeks passed before she finally came round & admitted avoiding cunnilingus because she wets herself but that she was really missing it. It lead to a long revelation. Yes, she had been leaking ever since we had been together, her orgasms just so good she was pushing to make them even better & knew her pee was escaping. I manage to convince her it didn’t matter I that I didn’t mind if she leaked a bit, better than going without it all together. We resumed cunnilingus & the spurts began. She was always so ashamed of what she had done but I told her not to worry because I was enjoying it & didn’t mind the taste.

     

    That was how it started, barely a mouthful but gradually it built up & built up. It drove her crazy & her orgasms seemed to get more & more intense. In the end she would empty the entire contents of her wee wee bag in my mouth & stare down at me while she was doing so, the power of the experience showing in her face. At the start we didn’t get it right & some of her pushes were too much for me to swallow in one go, but we got better & she regularly emptied the entire contents of her bladder down my throat without me losing a single drop.

     

    Unfortunately the rest of our relationship did not enjoy the success of our time together in the bedroom so we separated. 3 years after we were both in new steady relationships. I got a call from her one day with what turned out to be an excuse to see me. She cried & admitted that was the one big thing she missed from our relationship. I had been set up but still went ahead & drank her bladder dry for the last time without missing a drop what’s more. It was a very special parting that day. Whether she has found someone else to take her wee I will never know. As a strange irony, we did that hundreds of times, but I only got to watch her peeing once. The embarrassment of me being there was just too much for her.

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