Dead On Target Story : Training To Be Her Toilet
Bdsm, ExtremeI was on my knees in battlefront of the German language domme, Goddess, in her small townhouse living elbow room, which had graceful curtain serving in the place of room access between rooms. While it's hard for me to be honest about these things, I knew this was the chance I'd long been waiting for.
"I enjoyed being your toilet,"I said, and she immediately understood, including the part I wasn't saying out loud.
We had met a couple of months before, when the for the first time domme I'd ever frequented, a transgender woman who'd taken a liking to me, introduced me to her in the material body of a session between the three of us."She's very stern,"I was warned,"I want you to symbolise me well."
Early on in the session, Goddess asked if I had been trained as a toilet,"aureate showers only, of course."I said yes, as my domme had once pissed in my mouth a bit, not enough to make it a fulfil experience. I hadn't revealed then that this, and more, was a huge unfulfilled fetish for me.
Goddess had me seal off my mouth around her snatch and she squirted a small amount of piss into my back talk.
"swallow,"she ordered, and I did so. She did it again. Then she said,"I have ... three ... more of those for you."And she pissed in my mouth three more prison term, me swallowing after each, reveling in a fetich being realized.
"Very good,"she said."Some people think they're up for that but react badly to the realism. You're a natural."
For hebdomad after I revisited that moment while masturbating. One thing I really appreciated is that she wanted me to drink all of her urine, and directly from her. I don't like porn where the piss just runs out of the individual's lip, or the person pissing just soaks them in it, or they piss in a glass and have them drink it from there. All of it, from the source, is what I want.
In addition to the rush, there was a bit of disappointment about the"favorable shower only"comment. The eternal rest of my juju was to get to experience having my glossa fully embedded in a person's arse and for that person to shit in my mouth. I wasn't interested in actually eating cocksucker, just the verboten experience of smell and tasting it in my mouth. But her commentary seemed to predominate out the possibility. The more I thought about it, the more I wondered. Not to be stereotypical, but she was German language so perhaps she would be open to it but didn't want to acknowledge that too easily. Eventually I figured that this was possibly a unique opportunity, and I should just try for it and see what happened. So I scheduled a session with her alone, and a few weeks later I was kneeling in front of her.
"I enjoyed being your lavatory,"I said, but I was too cowardly to make clear my full significance, and I thought she might assume I just meant drinking her pissing.
Instead, she instantly understood exactly what I meant."I see. I'm not prepared to do that today as I wasn't expecting it, and it's also something you need to knead up to. And, this is very important, this will be our mystical. No one, including my friend who introduced us, knows I do this. Americans are very skittish about this sort of thing."
And so we had an understanding. The school term that day included more pee drinking and some ass licking, as well as licking her nipples. Each of her body parts was utter. She had amazing breasts, a pussy I loved licking and drinking from, and a double-dyed puckered asshole that I couldn't wait to get more intimate with. She started the session by putting a safety on me, and for toilet obligation she had a special chair so her private portion were directly over my human face. This time she again paused after each bit of piss and told me to swallow. Several sessions later she suddenly informed me that she'd no longer be holding back to let me withdraw, that she was just going to let go and it was up to me to imbibe her piss as fast as it came. I was actually being trained. I absolutely love being given instructions like this, and enjoyed the challenge of swallowing as my mouth filled with the pissing that just kept coming.
At the end she had me use a funky slight vibrator to make myself cum while I lapped away at her asshole.
For the succeeding session she told me to bestow red licorice, without explanation. She inserted a string of the Glycyrrhiza glabra up her ass and had me eat it out of her. After that she had me bring a chocolate bar and eat a square toes of it out of her dickhead ; this was a particularly good bit of training since it so closely approximated the real thing.
And finally it was clock time for the tangible thing.
She made it clear that I was not to take her diddly-squat, which was o.k. by me. She pissed in my oral fissure as common, no fillet, and then had me focalise on her prick while she concentrated, fingerbreadth rubbing at her clit as she pushed. I licked at her bunghole aggressively but couldn't get my spit inside, which was frustrating. After a duo of moments her asshole suddenly dilated unresolved and I eagerly stuck my tongue in as far as I could, tasting micro bits of darn as I swirled my natural language around. At last this was really happening.
"It's on the way,"she said,"you might be able-bodied to feel it now."
And I could ! When I extended my tongue there was a bit of ohmic resistance. As it got closer I could run my tongue along the bottom of the doodly-squat and sense the footling nodules. A huge part of the experience is not knowing exactly what's coming and having it divulge itself dramatically. The Goddess grunted and came as the log of bull slid out and dropped into my sassing, the end sticking out between my rim. I applied the vibrator to my gumshoe and reveled in the sensation of actually having her whoreson in my mouth.
She asked if I wanted her to remove it and I shook my head. For the next dyad of minutes I basked in the fulfillment of a fetish I'd never thought I'd get to receive, until I came.
This now became a stock part of our sessions, which we'd have every few months. One time she realized she couldn't produce any diddlyshit that day, so she made up for it by telling me to demand as much time as I wanted with my glossa in her ass while I used the vibrator. It was heavenly getting to indulge deep inside her asshole for so long.
The sessions ended with the pandemic. Now, as some variety of end appears in quite a little, I feel the longing return to once again be her toilet .