I don't think my boyfriend is really into watching me pee, although, I really really wish he were. I can and do pee in front of him all the time, but it's not like he follows me into the bathroom to do so. It's usually because he's already in there and I need to pee.
Four years ago when we started out he had so absolute hard limits, I basically had none because I hardly even knew what limits were, so with no outside influences to speak of, I was and am pretty much open to just about trying everything at least once or twice. But, he's been around a lot more things that I have or will probably ever get the chance to see. But because in this regard, his knowledge far outweighs mine, he has been able to establish hard limits. I think my only hard limit starting out was no scat.
New things can be and are often times scary. We medical professionals really do not, and I can't stress the "do not" part enough, like change, and are not open to new things. Tried and true is how we normally think.
However over 4 years ago he had some hard limits of no spanking, either giving or getting, which consequently, he loves now, both giving and receiving. So much so that he will flat out tell me he needs a good hard spanking and for me to take him to the place mentally he needs to be to feel little, small, out of control, and accountable for his actions and needs to pay the price accordingly. I need that too, but with so much of BDSM, it's 80 percent mental, and 20 percent physical. After one of our spanking sessions of the serious type, not the playful, "spank me big boy, hehehe, oooo, yes, just like that you big boy you", no I mean a real spanking, where the giver is able to put the one getting the spanking into a mind frame of ultimate submission, and makes them accountable for all of their actions or infractions previously committed. When those sessions are done, and both parties are processing what just happened, it's hard to explain what and where that puts you mentally speaking. I will say that it's like a new flower opening up to the spring. You feel fresh, renewed, you feel safe, empowered again, strong and confidant, and relieved because you feel and know that those things in which you were spanked for are now over and forgiven. The lesson has been learned and it's been a very positive experience, now you can move forward with your life and close those chapters, or as we like to say, slaying one demon at a time, or picking off a few more bats in our belfry.
But I digress, this post is about which position men like to see their women pee in. Now on this side of the vagina, I personally love to watch my man pee. The whole penis thing simply fascinates the hell out of me on so many levels, but that's for a different post. I have come to find out that I love to hold his penis when he pees. Something so innocent, intimate, and also a bit naughty all rolled up in one action.
Another limit for him was no playing with pee. Well, we have had many many talks about this. I wanted him to pee on me, and I wanted to pee on him, with each other watching, and in the bathtub where we can be cleaned up after, we aren't quite that open yet, lol. He always balked at me over this. In his mind he found it incredibly demoralizing, disrespectful, and degrading to piss on the woman he loves and respects. But I kept trying to get him to understand that if it's something that I want, then it would not be any of the above mentioned things to me. Him peeing on me to me, meant oddly enough that he was officially taking ownership of me, and that I would be honored and very pleased for him to do so, and that it was a mark of ownership. Once I put it to him in that sense, he thought about it for a few days, mulled it over then one morning in the shower he made me get down on my knees, his dick half hard in the shower with the water running nice and hot. He told me to lift my head up. I didn't know what he was doing at this point actually, not a clue.
I looked up at him, he didn't have a smile on his face, he was quite serious in fact. So with one hand on his penis, and one hand on my shoulder he asked me, "who do you belong to?" I said, "you Sir", then he said, "who is my most prized possession?" I replied, "I am sir". Then he said, "That's right, you belong to me, and you are my most prized possession, and the time has come for me to mark my property as you have requested. Are you ready?" I looked up into his eyes, his face was serious, as this was totally going against everything he was taught from a child, and what is socially acceptable. I still had a slight smile that faded away quickly because he was crossing a very hard limit for himself, and I knew that.
His first morning stream started flowing, his penis was almost fully erect, but he was still flowing. His urine started hitting my shoulders at first but he adjusted so it mostly focused on my breasts, belly and groin area. I couldn't keep my hands away from the body parts the urine was touching, it was like I wanted to rub it all in and feel my bodies response to what was happening through the touch of my fingers. What he didn't know was that feeling his urine all over me felt so warming, comforting, and unless you have been in a similar like situation it's going to sound quite odd and crazy, but I also was feeling very much loved, wanted, honored, and highly respected at that moment. I can't explain it really, it just did.
Later that day, or the next morning I decided to do the same thing to him. I had him get on his knees before me. I asked him the same questions he had asked me in that situation. His answers to my same questions were the same as mine, and with this, I urinated on him. I don't quite have the equipment to aim as well as he does, but I managed to not get it in his face, which probably would have given him the willies a bit, lol.
When I was done peeing on him and he showered and he had time to process it all we talked about it, what it meant to each of us. And surprisingly enough, he agreed with me, he did feel more loved, and more owned, more in love than before we got into the shower, safer, and again, oddly comforted by the whole thing.
So, I hope we do it again soon. But basically there went another one of his hard limits out the window. I am not sure if he will ever do it to me again, or allow me to do it to him again. He still seems a bit stand-offish when it comes to water sports.
But to be 100 percent honest with you, I really wish he had more interest in watching me pee, and in whatever position he would find the most interesting to him, or would make me be the most embarrassed. One example would be for him to make me try to stand in front of the toilet and be able to aim my stream into the pot, yes, easier said than done right? lol. Or another would be for him to make me stand in the shower, spread my legs and other various girlie parts open enough for him to have a full view, then make me pee in front of him so he gets a great view of everything as it happens. Another one that I have actually had multiple dreams about is to be made to scoot down to the end of his exam table and made to urinate in front of him while he sits on his little black stool. My legs in the stirrups, with the tables drain pan pulled out to collect my urine as he holds my vagina open for me.
I know, I know, I'm not asking for much now am I? lol. These are only dreams of mine. I guess it's the whole idea of being completely exposed to him while I have to do one of my most intimate things in front of him that is my main attraction to all of this. Someday I wish they would happen, actually hope and pray they might happen, but sadly enough, even as far as he's come, these things are way too far over his limit lines. So, they will probably forever remain in my dreams where they will be played over and over again.