Pissing on a man is one of the most intimate things a girl can do to please him.  This is a private act, usually only shared with the toilet bowl, where her legs are apart, and she lets her bladder go.  A moment of relaxation where she is all female animal.  Her release of urine is as close as a woman will get to the explosive release of a man's semen.  If she enjoys giving her partner a golden shower, then she is letting her inhibitions go, letting him see her at her most abandoned.

I have had many girls piss on me, and it is hard to pick out one to tell you about.  It has mainly happened in the bath or shower, though once a girl peed on me on her bed, and all the while mopped up the trickle of her piss as it flowed over my prick and down my balls.

There is nothing like that moment when you lie on the cold porcelain of the bath, waiting for her to climb on top of you.  On a few lucky occasions the girls have worn stockings, their nyloned feet scrabbling for purchase on the narrow sides of the bath, the round stocking tops perfectly framed the triangle of their pubes, and the slash of their cunt.  The girl then crouches slightly, trying to urge her bladder to gush forth, but in the cold bathroom, the sight of a man beneath them with a rigid erection, it suddenly becomes difficult to let go.  But that is precisely what I want - I want the woman to release herself, to forget anything but the female animal within her.

She steadies herself as she crouches, one hand against the tiled wall.  A nervous smile, she tries to lose her inhibitions, to show you a naked self even more naked than her outer skin.  Her free hand snakes down to her labia, parts them, and teases at her urethra, tickling it.  She thinks of running water, and concentrates on the sound of the cistern filling up.  A bathroom is full of water, after all - it should be easy to produce some liquid of her own.

And then it comes.

First a little spurt, a tentative dribble of salty piss, splashed onto my belly.  The piss is hot, unbelievably hot, the body heat of a woman.  Encouraged by the first letting go, she relaxes, and another spurt soon follows.  This one is on target, as it splashes onto my prick, electrifying it.  Now the dam break, and there is no barrier to the full content of her bladder bursting out of her cunt flaps.  She relaxes down into a squat as the piss shoots out, hot and salty onto my prick and balls.

I reach out my hand to feel it, to rub it onto my prick.  The salt makes the yellow liquid silky, not like water at all.  I slather it across my penis, feeling it flood down past my balls, gathering between the crack of my arse.

Then the smell hits me, the hot tang of fresh piss.  It's a yellow smell, mixed with female pheromones, so it is potent stuff to my nostrils.  It smells of cunt, and all things good.  The bathroom fills with her stink, as she continues to piss, and the warm liquid pools beneath me, warming the porcelain.

She is thrusting her pelvis forward now, urging the stream to continue, revelling in the utter abandon of pissing.  She doesn't have to be tidy with it, or clean - pissing without thought it breaking a taboo.  Allowing someone to watch it, and feel it, is even more of a transgression.  Breaking the strictest of toilet training is one of the most arousing things about Watersports.  It is like returning to the nursery, to a prelapsarian freedom where nothing matters except bodily pleasure.

I work my prick as she pisses on it, pulling the foreskin back, and shampooing the head in her golden offering.

Then her stream begins to die, but I do not want it ever to end.  I sit forward to catch the final drops, opening my mouth, and putting my lips to her cunt, letting it flow onto my tongue.  It is slightly sour, but not bitter.  As she finishes I bury my face between her cunt lips, and lap up the final hot drops, roughly joining my lips with hers, and running my tongue up and down her vaginal groove, tasting the saltiness of the folds of her pink skin.

Then it is over, she has emptied her load onto me.  The room stinks of piss, and I am desperate to taste more of her cunt.  We'll shower it off, quickly, because smells like that can hang around in the bedroom.  Then it's off to bed, my prick harder than ever, my mouth and tongue desperate to get to work on her clit, my balls aching to empty their white sticky load into her cunt.