Training

The second time

The second time I used Ron as a toilet was quite by accident. We were at Pat's house at Christmas time and there was a really long queue for the toilet. I really needed to go so I took Ron into the closet and did it right there.

Afterwards I realised that I could go almost anywhere and my third time was in the car.

Perseverence

Having sat on Ron's face and decided to urinate, my bashful bladder wouldn't play along. I was tempted to get off him and pretend that I was just teasing, but I could feel the need still there.

So, I just sat and waited. I forgot about Ron, and just relaxed. I found that by picturing myself on the actual toilet seat helped a lot. I closed my eyes and breathed. My pussy unclenched and the hot stream poured out.

Ron spluttered and wriggled but I just continued. I heard my own voice instructing Ron to lick me spotlessly clean and to lick the floor clean as well. It all happened in a daze.

His first time

I remember sitting on the toilet and looking down to see Ron's neck tied to my ankle and his big white face turned upwards, his blue eyes pleading. Without really thinking, I slid off the toilet seat and placed my pussy on his mouth.

The Urine Story

I heard this story:

This man has a fantasy. He wants his wife to piss in his mouth. But he's shy. He's worried that his wife won't understand why he wants this or what it means. He's afraid that it will end their relationship or that she'll tell everyone about his request and bring shame upon him.

So he stews in frustration.

Eventually, the man goes to see a prostitute and she urinates on him. However, this doesn't turn him on. Quite the opposite: it revolts him. How come? Because he wanted his wife to do it.