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How I Found My Kink - Chapter 1


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I don't get much time for writing, and I had hoped to have another chapter or two under my belt before starting to tell you my story. But it's been a while already so I'll make a start. I have told some of this story already, but here it is in more detail. The blog will have this 'how it all started' story interspersed with more recent stuff.

As I said in my ‘Introducing Myself’ piece, I have changed in the few weeks in ways I never thought possible, and this is my relating how it all happened. It could have been in the ‘real life’ section because it is all true, but I chose to put it all together in a single blog so you can follow it in one place.

I am male, straight, married and old enough for my children to have left home. I am also English, so when I say ‘pants’ I mean underpants 😉 A rather straight-laced, uptight kind of guy, pretty fastidious and even when making love try to keep everything clean and not mess the sheets or pyjamas. If my wife requested something a bit out of the ordinary in bed, I would usually refuse, so things there were pretty vanilla and not a bit boring, though I was trying to ‘loosen up’ a bit there for her sake.

So how did this fussy, stick-in-the-mud end up embracing something so messy as omorashi and end up telling his story on this forum?

My wife was away on a long trip, visiting a daughter abroad, so I had about three weeks to myself. After a while I just got absorbed in work and running the house and didn’t give sex another thought. One day, however, near the end of the time, I found myself getting horny while I was working at my computer, but just carried on working. I also became aware of a filling bladder. I ignored it for another couple of hours, until it eventually got so bad that I got up to go to the bathroom. As I did so, a wicked thought went through my mind that sent my pulse racing and made my mouth dry. I took off my trousers and stepped into the shower, wearing everything else I happened to have on -- shirt, pants and socks. I stood with my feet apart. And then I let go.

The rush was amazing. I was expecting my pee to be warm, but this was surprisingly hot. It splattered into the shower basin and in seconds my pants were soaked, bathing my cock and balls in the wet warmness, The pee ran down my legs and into my socks. For a second or two I was a bit dismayed because I had expected to keep them dry, but I realised that I liked that sensation too. It felt both comforting and incredibly naughty. The wetness spread from the front and crotch of the pants to the rear till I felt hugged by the warmth. I emptied my bladder and relished the feeling of relief.

As you might guess from my introduction, I am not actually into pee itself. I don’t like the appearance or smell, so I got the shower head and started hosing down the shower basin, my legs and pants, getting the latter properly soaking all over. And spontaneously, responding to some unconscious urge, soaked my shirt as well, front and back, and found I liked the feel of being fully clothed and wet. I had accidentally found another dimension to my kink. Then I played with myself in my pants and masturbated to a body-shaking orgasm.

It would not be true to say that all this had come completely out of the blue. I had been aware since puberty of having a bit of a pee fetish, but it was never something I acted on or really entertained in anything more than a fantasy capacity. I shared one of my earliest fantasies here. I may have weed through my pants into the toilet once or twice when I was much younger, or even got into a bath clothed on one occasion, but such early experiments were not repeated or recalled. It is also true that I sometimes looked at pictures of wetting on the Internet, but only if I had a full bladder – it was that combination of feeling horny and busting that would make me start searching for pee videos, or if I saw a picture of a woman in white panties or bikini doing a legs apart crotch display, I would long for a drop of wet to appear on those white clothes and then gradually get wetter until they were soaking.

What changed was that I now wanted to repeat the experience of that day and brought it into my married life.

In Chapter 2 you can read how my wife reacted on her return.

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Hi MoistMark,

thanks a lot for sharing your experience and feelings with us.

I understand you well and feel with you, too. Once this "hidden" dimension of erotic and sexuality opens up, and if one has an appropriate conception, the feelings are overwhelming. I can say this out of own experience.

In my eyes and to my experience, everything, which you mentioned, perfectly belongs to each other - including the "hands-on" moment, looking at this lady posing, with the own imagination of an even step-by-step flow of her waters.

I may not call it a fetish - simply some special lifestyle, as there are many other lifestyles, too.

I am hoping that your wife could join you into this dimension and style...

With many regards

Lestat

 

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