Urophilia is a sexual fetish that still carries taboo connotations. We don’t often talk about the golden shower, and yet there’s plenty to say about it.
Not least because it belongs to the long list of erotic practices that don’t make you come, alongside, among other things, spanking or wearing chastity accessories.
It’s all about fantasies, atmosphere and perceptions. And, indeed, not everyone who practises urophilia sees their experiences in the same way.
As in the first part of this theme, people who enjoy uro as a BDSM game between a dominant and a submissive have told me about their experiences and impressions. Here are their stories.
The softness and warmth of urine
I discovered uro by chance, at a lover’s request. The idea amused me, and it drove him wild with desire.
As time went on, and as I practised BDSM, there was another request. The pleasure was shared. That golden shower, and that urge to drink it down. Personally, I only wanted to experience the softness and warmth of urine. I waited until I met another lover who practised it to experience it. And doing it together, over a sink, was absolute “madness”.
My two lovers practise it in their own way, and I in mine. It’s not something we do regularly; it depends on what we feel like.
Urophilia, a way of pushing boundaries
It was my very first experience of Domination/submission. I’d met this partner on a swingers’ site, and this practice, which he championed, “had a whiff of sulphur about it” for me.
What attracted me to uro was the idea of eroticising disgust, a way of pushing boundaries. This man was experienced with the practice and introduced me to it as the receiver (he is both giver and receiver, but I was hung up on being the giver).
Before we did it, I was excited by the idea of being soiled, and also by the idea of being put in the position of a submissive (which I’d never experienced).
I was surprised to discover just how sensual and intimate it is, and ultimately not disgusting at all. I felt flooded, enveloped, invaded by his warm intimacy, and I really felt swept into another, very animalistic dimension. And I loved it. I also loved that he loved it.
I also think that this very positive experience was so good because of the way this man practised urophilia, with care, respect and above all, a great deal of sensuality. I was left with a troubling and deeply moving memory…
A powerful symbol of my submission
My Mistress regularly has me taste her urine, in every way possible… Directly from the source, in a glass, through a funnel, showered over my face from a toilet box…. It tastes different every time…
I love it, and for me, drinking it whenever she wants is a powerful symbol of my submission, and of her trust.
Seeing a Mistress squat over my face
The woman who taught me almost everything introduced me to uro, in her magnificent dungeon… Looking back on those moments today, two things stand out. She did it, she said, “to mark her territory”. But above all, I had no idea how much urine she could produce: she must have drunk a whole pack of Vittel. She just wouldn’t stop!
Later, my experiences were met with varying reactions… Sometimes, there were a few mishaps… One Mistress sat on my shoulders while I was on all fours, my head hanging down. The urine ran down my face and into my eyes, where it really stung! Another immobilised me on the floor with bondage and, without warning, pinched my nose to make me drink. Finally, my most unpleasant experience was uro in the middle of a meal.
To sum up, the argument that this is a gift from a Mistress has never really done it for me, psychologically or erotically…
Urine is healthy if the person is healthy, but it is still waste that the body expels. On the other hand, seeing a Mistress squat over my face, watching the glow on her face as she gives, is a sight I will never tire of…
A deep exchange in urophilic practices
My Master likes watching me urinate and dousing me with his urine. We do it from time to time; it’s not something we do every time. Generally, we do it outdoors…
The first time, it took me a while to manage it. But receiving his urine was what got me past my block; I found it exciting and moving at the same time. It’s really about sharing a very intimate act… For me, it’s truly a deep exchange.
Urophilia: a very animalistic sensation
I had a partner who liked watching me pee… He’d ask me to sit on the floor (not crouching, sitting on the floor) and pee, so that I stayed in my pee… Or he’d ask me to pee in a glass and pour my urine over my chest…
No man has ever urinated on me… But I admit that this practice appeals to me enormously… I’d like to try it… But of course, for that, it has to be the right person… On the other hand, I think the insurmountable barrier would be my face and mouth.
I think I’m attracted to it because of the “territorial marking” aspect… A very animalistic sensation, ultimately… Can I imagine urinating on a man? Not sure… Probably my submissive side takes over…
Thank you to everyone who replied to me!
The other two articles on urophilia:
- The beginning: Golden showers, fantasies and experiences.
- And next: Uro: experiences and advice.
Illustration: Flickr gallery by @Doug88888, Creative Commons.
