Sexual Relationships 
Sexual Health 
Here’s the short story– my boyfriend revealed to me that he’s into pee play. He asked me to pee into his mouth and he’s turned out to be an experienced and capable piss-drinker. I’m not personally into watersports, but I find it arousing and find myself fantasizing about when we’re apart for all the wrong reasons. Here’s the long story:
So my boyfriend and I have been having problems recently. It all started when I moved to a new city with him so he could follow his career. I didn’t really want to go and have really resented him for dragging me along. It’s led to some pretty serious arguments and made me question our relationship. When he revealed his pee fetish to me, it was on a day that I had really worked myself up about my situation and was going to bring some things up that would inevitably lead to a big argument. I must have offhandedly mentioned that I had to pee really bad or something. I suspect he told me because, like me, he thinks our relationship is on a downward spiral and he wanted to see what he could get out of it before it crashed. I’m honestly pretty revulsed by his fetish and I think he thought I would turn him down. He asked me to piss my pants initially and I turned it down rather bitchily. But when he asked if I would pee in his mouth, I saw a reasonable way to relieve some tension and make myself feel better. Initially I scoffed and was like wtf. But then I thought about it for a second and said ok. It’s pretty hot actually– I sit on his mouth and he seals his lips around my vag. Then I let loose and look down on his dumb face as he guzzles it all down. He even licks me clean. Its clearly something he’s done before because even a large amount of piss won’t induce vomiting. Sometimes I’ll do it standing up, which is pretty liberating. It’s been three months since we started, and its now become a regular practice for us.
A normal girlfriend might be concerned about her boyfriends health if he regularly indulged this fetish. She might regulate her fluid intake and and limit his drink time so that he doesn’t get sick or something. She might give in and reciprocate when he asks her to. I don't give a fuck about any of this. Since we’ve started, he’s become rather submissive and he seems to delight in me calling him ‘my urinal’. On a normal day now, I fill up my bladder to uncomfortable levels just so I can relish pissing it all down his throat when he gets home. I wake him up in the morning by mounting his head and telling him I’m dying for a piss. No joke– I rarely pee in toilets anymore because I’m letting him drink it all. My bladder capacity has increased because I’ve been regularly filling up as much and as often as possible so that I can spray hot urine in his mouth. I’ve visited him at work so that I can take him to lunch, when really I just had to pee badly and wanted him to drink it from my pussy in the back seat of his car. I've pulled him aside when we're in public and led him to a secluded area so he can kneel down, dip his head underneath my skirt, and swallow all of my disgusting urine. I’ve even tried to incorporate shit into our toilet-play so that I can abandon regular toilets entirely, but he at least has some standards. I suspect that with some clever conditioning I'll be able to coerce him into letting me take a massive dump in his mouth eventually. A girls gotta have goals. Ironically, this has been just the therapy our relationship needed. I definitely didn’t expect us to still be together by this time.
We’re still having trouble getting along when I’m not sitting on his face. Our lives are pretty much separate. We don’t even watch the same shows anymore. He’s the primary earner for our household, working 50 hours a week regularly. I only work part-time 20 hours a week so my schedule is pretty leisurely by comparison. I’m clearly taking advantage of him and am worried about what its doing to my psyche. I feel like an evil bitch. I mean, this definitively is not something I’d ever picture myself doing. But, having halted my own career and educational advancement just to be with someone I’ve realized I don’t actually love, someone I now find annoying and have grown to fiercely resent, I do get a massive amount of pleasure from peeing in his mouth. I've started to notice how I've become dysfunctionally obsessive about this. For instance, a week ago I pushed my bladder to the brink because I desperately wanted to see him swallow all that hot piss. Literally. I spent an entire 8 hour shift at work holding and then stopped to pick something up at the grocery store on the way home. My bladder muscles failed and I started involuntarily spurting in my jeans at checkout. I walked my bag to my car, past a bunch of gawking shoppers, with piss flooding my pants and sprinkling off my legs in all directions. I probably left a trail of pee all the way through the parking lot. My boyfriend would have cummed if he’d seen. Like that’s crazy!! A bathroom was only a short walk away and I completely humiliated myself in public because I'm so obsessed with this revenge shit. When I finally got in my car I cried. Then I proceeded to buy a McDonald’s large sweet tea so that I could make my idiot boyfriend pay for embarrassing me like that. It’s pretty fucked.
Just to be extra clear– I don’t find it sensual. It’s disgusting and I do it to degrade him. I smile when I forcefully gush down his throat because I think he deserves it. I stroke his cock occasionally while sitting on his face just so he continues to associate my pee with sexual pleasure. What I’m doing is terrible and I fully suspect that him drinking as much of my pee as he does is at the very least psychologically damaging to him and at the most a risk to his health. Last night I literally spent all evening drinking so I could wake him up and shoot a massive load of hot piss into his stomach. He was only half-awake and subconsciously gulped it all down like a baby sucking on his moms tit. I was drunk and I think I actually laughed. I probably sounded like a wicked witch. When I finished, I thought about how easy it would be to shift my full weight on his shoulders and pinch his nose and watch him helplessly suffocate. When he woke up I was full to bursting again and unceremoniously straddled his head and proceeded to urinate as hard as possible. No restraint. He swallowed every drop like a pro. Then he got ready and went to work as if that was his alarm clock or something. I’ll have a bulging bladder waiting for him when he gets home.
This is clearly a terrible thing. I feel sorry for both of us-- we're terrible influences on each other and I couldn't imagine a more toxic relationship. I mean he definitely has the worst end of the bargain here but still. Every time I come to that conclusion I think Good. Fuck him. If I ever have to stop doing this for his health or something I don’t think I’ll be able to bare living with him anymore and I’ll probably just end our relationship and move back home. Our relationship is definitely doomed anyways but because of my do-nothing part-time job and his generousness with his money my life is pretty comfortable and easy so at this point I'm just milking it. I just hope I'll have manipulated him enough to let me take a steaming shit in his mouth before I inevitably leave him.
So go on-- tell me how disgustingly awful I am. Tell me I'm an evil bitch. Give me suggestions about how I can fight this unnatural obsession. I've already shared this on multiple anonymous confession boards and the overwhelming consensus was that he's doping it to himself as much as I am. I was advised to continue letting him be my drain and my wallet for as long as I wanted. What does everyone here think?
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