I stepped into the empty bathtub, feeling the cool, smooth surface beneath my feet. As I relaxed, a familiar urge overcame me. I needed to pee. Rather than getting out, I decided to indulge the impulse. I let my body relaxed and released, feeling the warm stream flow freely onto the dry, porcelain surface of the bathtub. The sensation of my own pee splashing against the hard, cool material was thrillingly intimate. I could feel the liquid seep into my most sensitive areas, creating a tingly, aroused feeling. As I continued to relax in the dry, pee-splattered bathtub, I imagined my partner j...

I stepped into the empty bathtub, feeling the cool, smooth surface beneath my feet. As I relaxed, a familiar urge overcame me. I needed to pee. Rather than getting out, I decided to indulge the impulse. I let my body relaxed and released, feeling the warm stream flow freely onto the dry, porcelain surface of the bathtub. The sensation of my own pee splashing against the hard, cool material was thrillingly intimate. I could feel the liquid seep into my most sensitive areas, creating a tingly, aroused feeling. As I continued to relax in the dry, pee-splattered bathtub, I imagined my partner joining me. We would make love on the slick, wet surface, leaving behind a trail of our combined fluids. I couldn't wait to feel totally unrestricted and surrendered, my body open and vulnerable on the wet, peed-on bathtub floor.