LickerLover

Urinal - unless they are all taken, and I am very desperate. 
I worry that if I use a stall to pee - I am taking that from someone else who may need it.

 I enjoy troughs, but haven’t seen one in ages.  Always thought it would be cool to have a trough that people pee on from both sides (trough in the middle of the men’s room).

This temps me to buy a hot tub - for no other reason than to get my friends to pee in my backyard.

I had one a couple of months ago.

In the dream I was on the verge of peeing my pants. I finally made it to the bathroom (in my dream) and peed forever. In my dream I felt relief.

 I then woke up - and my first worry was I had wet the bed (I hadn’t).  Once I knew the bed was dry, I limped out of bed heading to the bathroom (so much pain in my bladder).  I finally was able to let go - and it felt wonderful.

4 hours ago, Bacardi said:

When it comes to porn, I enjoy reading more than watching. I have some favorite stories that I'll always go to when I'm ready for an O, but I do from time to time get a hankering for visual stimulation. 

There are a few videos that I seem to gravitate to, and I don't usually like to fish for new content if I don't have to. Most of the time if I look for something new I end up picking through videos and finding some that aren't to my taste and I just get exhausted after a while and head back here for a story haha. But my favorite videos give me give me great audio and visual stimulation and usually I'll place the person peeing in my own type of situations in my head, sometimes meshing them with the stories I read. 

In short: just like everyone I watch and read porn so I can get off lol. I'm just a little bit pickier than most. 

I also enjoy reading more than pics/videos (I do still love pics/videos- but just love reading more).

The short stories in the forums (peeing near an RV, peeing with family, peeing in public) are much hotter than the scripted videos that the professionals produce.

Any added amateur pics or videos to these stories certainly adds to the hotness!

Of course we’re interested - spill the beans.

How long did you make it till?

Patiently waiting for updates 

Hopefully there is an encore performance soon.

Good luck - we’re all rooting for you!

I find people of all types beautiful. There are so many different kinds of porn out there, that I can experience so many different forms of beauty.

Lately I am mostly turned on by mature actors. 
There is just something so real about watching a 50-70 year old woman having sex (and a good pee as well).

I realized I went off on a tangent without answering the original question.

 I am below average. 
About 2 inches soft, 4.5 inches hard.

 I would love to be a bit larger (both soft and hard) - but I am grateful for what I have.

These days- if I can do it without being obvious- then sure.

In my younger days I was 100% straight- no gray area. So no peeking.

As I got a bit older, I became more bi-curious. Haven’t had the chance to act on it yet - but would be willing.

As I got even older - I have started to see the beauty of all sexuality. All sexuality turns me on. I am turned on by sex with men/women/trans-men/trans-women.  

So now, if I get a chance to peek at the urinal - I will definitely do it (and would love to see a man/woman/trans-man/trans-woman).  All bodies are beautiful.

9 hours ago, Peenicks said:

Thank you folks in the community for giving me the confidence to do something like this! Hopefully next time I do, it'll be as my ideal self 😊

You look great - can’t wait to see more.

Re-welcome to your reintroduction!

All people are beautiful 

All bodies are beautiful 

All genders are beautiful

All sexualities are beautiful 

I’m new here - but look forward to reading your stories 

My fantasy:

To be on a long hike in the woods- my wife needs to desperately pee - but hesitates because she has nothing to wipe with.  Me being the chivalrous person I am, offer to lick her clean.

She initially rejects the offer- but becomes more desperate.

When the time comes, she pulls off her shorts and underwear, and stands there and pees.

I honor my offer and lick her pussy clean, and also a few drips that has gotten on her legs.

Once we’ve crossed this line, we never turn back, and my tongue is the only thing that cleans her pussy after each pee.  Somewhat embarrassing when we are over at a friend’s house- and she orders me into the bathroom when she wants to pee. 

I first imagine her pussy (hairy, shaved, long lips, short lips, uneven lips, pierced, tattooed) - then I imagine her peeing.

The older I get, the less I think about external beauty.  I can almost always see beauty in any woman- from 20-100 years old.  The image of a mature woman pissing outside is the epitome of beauty for me at the moment.

Don't know if it is dangerous or not -- but it has always been a fantasy of mine.
For the fantasy to be complete -- she'd have to be really into it -- and begging me to do it.

I would then love to lick her clean afterwards. 

Chapter 6 -
Mostly Modern day:
The next woman I seriously dated, I ended up marrying.  We’ve been married for over 20 years.  Early on, I let her know that I liked to watch women pee.  She would let me watch.  She even let me wipe her once or twice.  She will still pee in front of me, but our relationship has cooled over the years, and there is no romance left between us.  It is sad, but that is where we are.  Our youngest will graduate high school in a few years, and I don’t know if we’ll stay together after that.  At this point, I sometimes wonder if she ever loved me – or if she just went through the motions (one of the motions – peeing in front of me) to have a financially secure life.  A few years ago I asked her if she ever peed in the shower.  She said she did sometimes, because she couldn’t hold it.  I told her that was incredibly hot – and I’d like to see that at some point.  She basically blew me off.  She gets upset if I come into the bathroom when she is nude.  I still love the look of her body, but as I’ve said, our relationship has cooled over the years, and it isn’t from lack of my trying to warm it back up.

Chapter 5
After college – I dated a girl, we’ll call her Lizzy.  Nothing was off the table sex-wise.  Once she knew I liked watching her pee, she would always let me watch her.  She’d tell me she needed to pee, and I was welcome to join her in the bathroom.  Her toilet was right across from the bathtub, and so I would sit there, while she opened her legs and peed.   It was so hot.  Lizzy only had one drawback.  I had to spend every moment with her – never a moment with my family.  We only dated for about 4 months, but during that time, I probably saw her pee at least fifty times.  Her family was wonderful, she was really nice – but very possessive – and if she could have just been a little less possessive – I think I would have married her . . . and I think it would have progressed to her peeing in my mouth.   I looked her up online recently.  She still looks great.  I’d love to run into her now and see if she is still crazy, or if age has mellowed her out (or if after a few failed relationships, she decided to get a little less possessive).

 

Chapter 4

During college I dated a girl (we’ll call her Diane).  She is who I lost my virginity to (she was a virgin as well – it was beautiful for both of us – and I wouldn’t change a thing).  She was going to a counselor for other reasons.  She had discussed our relationship with her counselor.  Her councilor had told her that as relationships progressed, you will go from fooling around in the dark, to fooling around with the lights on, to being comfortable being nude in front of each other, to even being comfortable peeing in front of each other.   She told me this after we were more than comfortable being nude in front of each other.  I told her we should do it. 
At first I never got an up close view of her peeing – but she would go to the bathroom, and leave the door open and I would do the same.  A few months later, I was visiting her college, and did get a few up close views of her peeing in the toilet.  Looking back – if I had pushed her a little (a push I now think she was wanting) she would have peed more openly in front of me.
One time – we were in the shower together – after a long night of making hot sweaty love.  And she looked at me and said – I should have peed before I got in the shower.   This will forever be what I consider one of my greatest missed opportunities.  I have replayed that moment over in my head, and wish I would have told her to pee in the shower.  Then when she started to pee, spread her legs and get under her stream.  Sadly, I encouraged her to hold it (she did look hot with shampoo in her hair, and an expression on her face showing her desperation to pee).   Wherever you are tonight Diane  -- I hope you are peeing on your lover right now.

Chapters 3

The summer after I graduated high school – I was dating a girl – first serious relationship I had in my life.  She was beautiful (not sure what she saw in plain old me).   She still is beautiful (haven’t seen her in 25 years – but I googled her one day, and she has her own business – and her website has a picture of her on it).  Anyway, she was the first woman I ever went down on.  This was long before the internet, and my only knowledge of oral sex was from locker room jokes and what I had read in Penthouse Forums.  I had no idea what I was doing – but I instantly loved the smell and the taste.  I cut the bottom of my tongue trying to get deeper into her pussy (I wanted to taste more so badly).  I also remember the smell it left on my face.   I wanted to go down on her every chance I got.

How does this tie to my fetish?  Fast forward about 6 months, and I am freshman in college.  Me and some guys were sitting around discussing sex.  I was still a virgin at this point (high school girl and I were heavy on the oral sex, but never took it further).  I admitted I was still a virgin, and PIV sex was probably pretty awesome – but I also was very satisfied with oral sex.  I think I was the only one in the group that had gone down on a girl.  One friend (whom I am still friends with today) looked at me, totally grossed out, and said, “you know she pees from there don’t you?”  I replied (not trying to make a joke) – that if her pee is what makes it smell so awesome, and taste so wonderful, then I would gladly lick her clean right after she pees.  Everyone thought I was gross – but then again, I was the only one who had gone down on a girl at that point (or who would admit to it).  This is probably the moment I transitioned from women peeing being a scientific curiosity – into a sexual fetish.

Chapter 2:

When I was six years old, my family was on vacation at my aunt and uncle’s in Florida.  All of the guest bedrooms were upstairs, and as I remember it, there was only 1 bathroom upstairs.  The whole family was getting ready to go out on an excursion, and my mother and I were getting ready in the lone upstairs bathroom.  All of the sudden I needed to pee, so I told my mom I had to pee.

She told me to go ahead and pee – it wouldn’t bother her.  So I unzipped and peed.  After I peed, I went to the sink and washed my hands, then started to brush my teeth.  Then my mom announced she needed to pee.  I told her to go ahead and pee – it wouldn’t bother me.   I don’t think she would have done so normally, but since I had just peed in front of her, and she didn’t want it to seem odd (and have me ponder and discuss it for the rest of the day) – she went ahead and dropped her shorts and sat on the toilet.  I immediately saw her dark patch of pubic hair (it was the 1970s – all women had thick bushes).  She then told me I could keep brushing my teeth, and that she didn’t need an audience.  I went back to brushing my teeth, but couldn’t resist looking back over at her.  As an adult, I know realize she closed her legs so I couldn’t see anything (i.e. no more bush to see).  However, as a 6 year old, I knew that if I sat to pee, that my penis pointed forward, and I had to aim it down, to get the pee to go in the water.  I assumed that girls had something similar, but that they had mussels and could move their vulva down 90 degrees.  I was very jealous of this – because I knew touching my pennis felt good, and I imagined that women could move their vulva up and down in their underwear.  I imagined they could do this all day long, without being detected.  I used to try to catch a glimpse a women’s crotches, to see if I could detect any movement.  I was several years older when I realized this wasn’t the case.
 

This was the only time my mother peed in front of me.  I wish it would have happened more often – but if it had, would it have normalized community peeing, and perhaps I would have never gotten into this kink. 

As a side note - it was a couple years earlier (when I was about 4) when I saw her bush the first time.  We were showering together (which we had done several times up to that point).  All of the sudden I noticed that she was different than me – I pointed at her bush, and said, “that looks neat.”  The norm of the day was that parents would shower with children of the opposite sex, until the child realized there was a difference.  Sadly, my words made that the last time we showered together.  I do believe this is where my love for the beauty of the female genitalia come from.  I thought that her’s was “neat” which in my mind morphed to beauty.  Every individual one I have seen since then – in real life, in print, and then later on the internet – has been absolutely beautiful.

I'm going to put this in a couple of posts (chapters) - because otherwise it would be way too long.

Chapter1:            Pre-school

Chapter 1 was in pre-school.  We had a bathroom across the hall from our classroom.  As a 4-5 year old, I remember thinking the toilet was very high, and you had stairs climb to get on it.  Now I realize it was most likely handicapped (raised) toilet, and there were steps so we could make our way up to it.  We were supposed to leave the door opened when the bathroom was unoccupied.

Anyway – one day there was a girl (same age as me) sitting on the toilet peeing, and she hadn’t closed the door, so it seemed as if her knees were at eye level (it wasn’t that high up, but that’s how my mind remembered it).

For some reason – I was fascinated that she was sitting down to pee.  I stared at her for a minute or so – and then she said something that led me to believe I shouldn’t be looking – so I went back to class.  Nothing more happened, and nothing was said in class -  it was more of a scientific discovery for me.

I have always wanted to go back to that school as an adult (I only went there for Pre-K) and see what the bathroom looks like to me now, versus how I remembered it.