Watersports. Umm...yeah.

Ok, when I met Sir, watersports was on my hard limit list. And he assured me that he didn't really have much interest in it either. So, we went on down the road and didn't give it much more thought. But then, he started to kind of jokingly talk about it. First he said, "Hey, I have to pee...wanna hold it?" Then I'd throw a pillow at him or something and he'd laugh and on we'd go. Then one day he said, "You know, every time you say you hate something you end up loving it. Why don't you let me pee on your foot?" Again, I threw something at him and he dropped it. But since then, he has slowly been working up to pushing this limit.

So yesterday, I was talking to him on IM and, since we hadn't had sex in a whole two days, he was trying to figure out something fun to do last night. So he decided that we were going to try watersports. Now keep in mind, I've been feigning resistance for a while now, but we both know I'll do whatever he tells me to. The really fucked up part is, before we were done with the conversation, not only had I asked him to do it, he made me say please. :)

So last night, we were sitting on the couch and I told him I was going to bed. He just gave me a look and said, "Ok, go to bed then." So I got up, walked over to him and leaned down for a kiss. He kissed me, hard, and pulled me down to him. Then he proceeded to take my shirt and bra off and play with me for a while. Then the Dom light came on and he told me to stand up and take off the rest of my clothes. Which, of course, I did. Then he pulled me back down on the couch and played with me some more. The whole time he kept asking me why I was so wet. I said I didn't know, I was just really horny. His answer to that was "Bullshit, you know exactly why you're so wet." Which, of course, I did...but I sure as hell didn't want to admit it.

After a while, he told me to go into the bathroom, and then he followed me in there. He backed me up so that my legs were against the bathtub and continued kissing and playing with me. Then he grabbed me by the hair and told me to get in the tub. I stepped in and he kissed and played with me some more. Then he told me to get on my knees. So I did. He took off his shirt and undid his pants. I was really worked up by this point, but then he said, "You know how long it's gonna take me to pee? My dick's as hard as a rock." Which made me giggle a little. At any rate, he did manage to relax a bit and then suddenly I felt a warm liquid running down my chest and stomach, dripping off my legs. And strangely enough, it didn't matter that it was pee. It was incredibly hot. That is until some of it sprayed on my hand. For some reason when that happened, I thought, "Ewww." Don't ask me, I know I've got piss dripping off my tits, but somehow getting it on my hand grossed me out a bit. At this point I've given up trying to figure out how my brain works.

After he was done, he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up to kiss me. Then he began playing with me and when he made me cum...gush! I haven't squirted that much in a while. Then he said, "Back on your fucking knees," and pushed me back down in the tub. Then he stuck his dick in my mouth and I gave him head. When he was ready to cum, he pulled it out of my mouth and came all over my face. As he's leaning against that bathroom wall, breathing hard and twitching, I just looked up at him and said, "Ok, I think I'm gonna take a shower now." He just grinned and said, "Why don't you do that?" So I did.

The most intriguing part of the evening was something he said to me while he was playing with me after he'd just peed all over me. He said, "You know what you've done now, don't you?" I said, "What?" He said, "You've just tossed all your limits out the window." Which, in a way, is true. I mean, I still have some truly hard limits...kids, scat, animals. Those are not ever going away. But I know those are not limits he would ever push anyway. But the other ones, things that just scare me a little bit, but that aren't morally abhorrent or just way too high on the ick factor, those are pretty much gone at this point. He knows we've crossed a line and so do I. I'm just glad I trust him with my life.