Another Amazing Pee Scene

It's amazing how getting peed on affects me. It's a bit bizarre. And by bizarre I mean wonderful.

This kitty went to a play party last night at a private home. The woman has an amazing dungeon, with a suspension pit, medical scene room that looks just like a doctor's exam room, and marble wet room.

It's a great space and great people were there, but just way too many. The dungeon was hot and humid and packed. I felt a bit overwhelmed and way too overheated, in a bad way. So my mood started to fall. A lot of people were bailing and I even considered taking off. I did find an empty place to hide for a while and try and rally.

Then, as I was walking through the dungeon one of the presenters for the evening mentioned how much she loves peeing on dirty little sluts. I was like ohhhhh. Then she said that people kept telling her about this citi kittie that likes to be peed on, and who is this citi kittie? It's good to have friends!

I almost fell over before I could say that I was this citi kittie. She smiled and began to tell me how much she enjoys watching her pee hit a little slut's skin and land in his mouth.

Immediately I felt a jolt go through me. My mood changed, I was excited, turned on, focused. It was amazing to me how I went from feeling down and thinking about leaving or at least hiding in a corner to feeling so good.

She told me she'd find me later, when she needed to pee.

I spent the next few hours flirting and kissing, riding my improved mood.

Then she found me and said she had to pee. My heart started racing. We did a quick negotiation of where she would pee; really anywhere except in my mouth. Also, she wanted me to beg for her pee. She said it turned her on more for the person to beg for it. I was willing to oblige ; )

She suggested I strip and I did, in the middle of the dungeon. We went into the wet room and she stripped. She was fairly thin with small boobies and an infectious smile that lit up when she talked about peeing on me. She wore a black Hermes dress that came off quickly. God she was hot. And she was going to pee on me!

She was telling me how excited she was to pee on a naughty slut girl and how she wanted to wash me off when she was done.

I laid down on the bench and asked her to squat over me. She was smiling and calling me a naughty girl, telling me what a hard, throbbing clit I had. I had shaved before the party (of course) and she said she was excited to pee all over my smooth skin.

She was writhing and swinging her hips while I laid under her. I was shaking all over now, begging for her pee. I used to think I shook all while getting peed on because I was in a cold tub, or a cold bathroom. The dungeon, while cooler, was still very warm, and the marble bench was warm as well. No, this was my body shaking in excitement.

Then she let go and peed all over my chest and stomach. She had a landing strip and her pussy opened just a bit as her stream of yellow pee shot out. It flared about, splashing on me, and a bit on her thighs.

She called me a naughty, dirty girl and said I needed her pee to clean me. I just said yes, yes, yes. She peed and peed while I begged for me.

After, I was so hard and turned on, I had to jerk off. She watched, telling me my clit was hard and my pussy was throbbing. I told her what a naughty girl I was and rubbed her pee all over myself. I also smelled it on my fingers, strong, her fluids so close to my face. I came as she smiled down at me.

Then she showered off and showered me off.

And I was flying. Totally high. In a completely different head space than I had been earlier.

And I was just talking away. Even as I was chatting part of my brain was thinking that I was talking too much, but I couldn't stop myself. I was just blah, blah, blah. Like a little kid that gets excited and starts telling the new person all about, well, anything!

We finished showering and kissed. I thanked her probably a million times.

Back in the dungeon my Mistress, my Miss, and my boyfriend were all sitting on the floor chatting with friends. They all stared at me and I did a little happy dance. Literally dancing and wiggling in excitement. As the climax to the 1812 Overture played. Yeah, it was an odd mix for a dungeon, but strangely fitting for that moment in my life. My partners just smiled at me, understanding that this is just one of those things that really get me going.

I flew the rest of the night and had a difficult time sleeping.

Now it's about 12 hours later and I'm still flying. It's really amazing how mood-altering getting peed on is for me.

I need to do this more often!

Professional Strippers at a Kinky Play Party

A couple of weeks ago I attended my first bachelor/bachelorette party with professional strippers. Full disclosure: While I strive to be a Very Naughty Kitty indeed, I have never been to a strip club that features full nudity.

Full, full disclosure: I’ve been to some male strip clubs with full nudity, but not female. I know, I’m sheltered.

So I was excited that there would be two strippers at this party. It was held at a big ranch house in the suburbs. As part of the festivities, my boyfriend and I decided to do a strip tease for the crowd. I thought we’d be a good way to get the guests warmed-up for the pros.

We have a routine we’ve done at some parties and at Dark Odyssey Summer Camp one year. It starts out to Pretty Woman with my bf in drag and me dressed in a man’s suit. (Hmmm, maybe I’m in drag too…)

While the music plays, we seduce each other, flirting, and dancing, and kissing, until we finally strip off enough clothes for me to see that she is really a he! I act shocked at the sight of his penis, but he reassures me it will be OK and places my hand on his cock.

The touch of his cock is enough to convince me. The stage direction I wrote is “I touch his cock. I go gay.”

At this point the music changes to Hey Ya and I strip down to PVC hot pants and a tight nylon club shirt. We kiss for a while and then give lap dances to the audience. It’s very naughty. And sexy. And silly. The audience always seems to enjoy it.

The guests at the bachelor/bachelorette party were no exception. The pros even watched and smiled. And I love showing off.

Then we all settled in for an hour-long presentation by the pros.

I have to say I was underwhelmed.

I’m not saying my bf and I did better. But the audience was really excited and laughing and having fun when we were up there. With the pros, not so much.

I’ve been trying to put my finger on what was missing and I think it was passion. It seemed more like naked gymnastics than something sexual.

People seemed to react with thoughts of, “Oh, how does she bend like that,” more than “Oh, that’s so hot.”

Part of the problem was that they were really trying to get tips. I was prepared to tip, but they did it in a really crass way, I thought.

At one point they laid the bride and groom on the floor and said they were going to kiss and grope their way down the bride and groom’s bodies. That sounded hot. Then added that we had to lay money on the bride and groom for them to pick up as they worked their way down.

Um, we do?!?

They also did something called Cooter Shots. The had test tubes full of shots and each woman slid a tube into her pussy and then had the bride and groom grab the tube with their mouths and fuck them with the tube. The bride and groom then leaned back and drank the shot.

OK, that was kind of interesting and a bit hot to watch. Then they offered Cooter Shots to everyone else. For $5 a shot. My Mistress and I were the only ones who took them up on the offer.

Later they sat on the floor and fucked each other with a double-dildo. While making small talk with each other. Um, yeah, not hot at all.

Then they got up and, with the double-dildo still connecting them, spun around into different positions. By now it really felt like a gymnastics exhibition.

Maybe I’ve been spoiled by all the burlesque shows I’ve been to. When they call burlesque a “strip tease” I now know what they mean. It’s more of this just seemed to be about getting naked and striking poses a performance to get the audience and excited than to just show off.

Or maybe it was doomed from the start. I’m guessing that strippers would be the high point of most bachelor/bachelorette parties. But at a kinky play party it was more of a warm up to what we’d be doing to each other later.

I still want to go to a strip club with female strippers, but I’m thinking that burlesque shows will turn me on more.

Hot Wax Party

A couple weeks ago we had a naughty wax play party. My Mistress and my Miss love dripping melted wax on people and having it dripped on them.

But it can make a huge mess and is kind of labor-intensive. You need a lot of candles going, you need to cover the area so you don’t make a massive mess. You don’t find it at every kinky party. In fact, several of the parties we’ve been to lately had no wax station. So we decided to do it ourselves.

It was our first kinky party. We have a small apartment, so we can’t have many people over. We decided on a girls and trans party and invited 5 people over. There was me, my Mistress, my Miss, and 5 women who are active in the local BDSM scene.

We covered all the furniture in a layer of towels and bought a bunch of the saint candles. We were lucky and found some for Jesus and Mary! Woot! Between all the towels on everything and all the candles burning it felt like a day spa.

I was dressed in a black and pink bustier, black fishnet thigh highs with a floral pattern, and a pink miniskirt. OK, the skirt was about 5 inches long and made it about half way down my bottom. It was also see-through. Very naughty. But as I say, my Mistress and my Miss like me to look cute.

I served the drinks and passed out snacks. I got my bottom smacked a few times. I felt so violated (not really).

It was a good mix of people. There were 3 tops and 4 bottoms.

My Mistress went first, covering my Miss in wax. She was on her stomach and soon was covered in white and red and green drippings.

Next went two women who laid on their backs and held hands. Each time the wax hit they would yell and squeeze each other’s hands tighter. Oh it was so cute.

In addition to the saint candles we had a paraffin wax spa going and we lit a bunch of tea lights. If you know anything about wax play you just said, “ouch” when you read that. Tea lights are very small and burn very hot. They are not really recommended for wax play.

But we had a ton of them, bought in packs of 100 from Ikea. So we put them out just to see what people would do.

Well, one of the tops started using them like shots. She’d pick up two and them dump them really fast on the two bottoms. Wow it was hot and funny. The women really screamed from that. But it was small, so it was over quick. Just like doing a shot.

One of the other tops scraped off the layer of wax. The women had shaved before they arrived, and we had oiled them up, so it came off easily. Then she started in again, making sure to get the nipples and pussies first and pointing out that their skin was even more sensitive now, after being waxed once.

The last scene was one of the tops and a bottom that she brought. Her bottom had been at the beach all day and had gotten a sunburn in random areas of her body. She didn’t apply sunscreen very well and it showed. Her top was nice and avoided the burned areas, for the most part.

After their scene was done she curled up on one of the sofas and I gave her a foot massage. She really responded to the massage, more so than the average person. So I started really giving it to her, squeezing and rubbing, and she responded in little gasps and moans. So I started rubbing my teeth over the soles of her feet and then biting her toes. I’m not sure which one of us enjoyed it more.

OK, I’m pretty sure she enjoyed it more. She was moaning and gasping. When it was over she curled up in a ball, under two towels, and fell asleep for about an hour. So yeah, she really enjoyed it.

When the party broke up the two of them decided to stay over. I drove my Miss home and when I got back my Mistress was in bed and but the two women were having sex on the pullout couch. Oh, is there anything hotter than coming home to two women have sex?

They had a plug-in vibe with them. They were prepared. It was awesome.

I was a bit unsure what proper etiquette is in this situation, so I sort of pretended to putter around in the kitchen so I could listen in. But I was exhausted and went to bed.

I woke up around 8 when I heard some odd thumping noise. I’m paranoid about my apartment, I’ve had leaks and the building flooded once. So I got up to investigate. One of the women, the top, was thumping the other woman on her ass. Oh, it was hot.

In my mind they had been having sex all night. Consumed with too much lust to even sleep. But I knew they had just woken up. Still, it was really hot.

Then my Mistress woke up and I made espresso for all of us.

All in all, a great party, but very messy. I was picking up bits of wax all week. I still see some now and then.

Even so, we hope to have another party soon.