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Hey all, my name is Kate! Sex with my long term partner Mark has been really great. Considering that we have been married for a couple of years now. We sometimes get into a routine and things can get some what boring. This does not imply that our sex life is boring as the two of us made sure of that! We make love, explore different options and test boundaries with each other. We have attempted pretty much every sex position and tried every opening that is conceivable.
Sex toys like vibrators and dildos have been a part of our love making regime for quite some time now. It has probably been around two years when Mark first introduced a lady called “Ty” to me. I think he probably saw a few photos on the web of her too. She is certainly not the most attractive porn star out there. He showed me a photo of her. She is what is known as a gaping queen and inserted objects into her urethra or as Mark likes to say her ‘pee gap’. He was so excited about the whole concept. I recollect him saying that he wished his little finger would fit into my urethra a number of times after watching her on screen.
After several weeks he surprised me by bringing home two catheters which I had never seen before and did not know much about. He told me he had bought them online, they were foley catheters in two sizes. One was relatively small and the other a bit thicker – they were in sterile packaging. When I went to unwrap them Mark told me not to touch them until we were ready to use them as this would help to avoid the catheters getting any dirt or bacteria on them.
I am a woman who has never experienced urethral play before so I was excited yet a little scared when the night came and I saw Mark put on some sterile white latex gloves to try out one of the foley catheters. He asked me to spread my legs wide with my knees bent similar to the position when women are placed in stirrups at the gynecologist’s surgery. He stood between my legs and carefully unwrapped the smaller of the two catheters. With a simple, ‘here we go’ he began to test my pee gap with the tip of the catheter and within moments had inserted it an inch or so up inside me.
Feeling it slide inside me caused me no stress or pain however my clit became harder and a wonderful pins and needles feeling began inside my pee gap. It was enjoyable so I asked him to place it further inside me. As he did, I had the incredible urge to pee. Not being able to control myself I relieved myself all over the bed. Luckily, Mark had the foresight to place a towel underneath me. I looked up at his smiling face and I could see that when he watched me urinate it greatly pleased and aroused him.
The catheter was now about 3 inches inside me and the urination stopped so he gently began to push it further in. He filled a little plastic syringe with sterile water that connected to the catheter and began to squeeze the liquid through the tube. I could feel a little bag expanding just past the entrance of my bladder. It was a weird but in no way an uncomfortable experience. Mark said “It’s in now. Get up, have a walk around.”
I got up and walked around the bedroom with the catheter hanging out of my you know what. I was fascinated by the bizarre feeling. We kept it in for about an hour whilst Mark vigilantly brought me glasses of water to drink until eventually I felt the incredible urge to pee but could not. Mark mischievously opened a small valve and we watched as the bag quickly filled with my urine. The relief I felt was overwhelming.
Knowing that Mark now had the power over whether I would urinate or not made me extremely horny and I began playing with my clit. In just a few strokes I orgasmed. I could see that Mark also played with his bulge through the front of his pants. This was our first foray into catheter play and I have to say I was already a fan. There was no pain and I hate pain. Needless to say we had a big sex session afterwards and both my holes were well accommodated by his hard and thick cock.
About a week had passed when Mark asked if I would like to try catheter play again. Of course I was interested and even more so when I saw that he had brought the thicker one into the bedroom. This time I noticed that he also had a large bottle of lubricant with him. I was more turned on than the previous week as I knew what was about to happen and felt much more comfortable. I assumed the position wondering if this would go in as easily as the first one. Mark quickly unwrapped the catheter, generously put lube all over the tip and began to very slowly worm the catheter into my urethral opening. My urethra dilated to allow access to the catheter and I climaxed before it was even an inch inside me, I gushed all over Mark’s face and hands.
This was so weird, he had not even touched my clit but I had an earth shattering explosion of an orgasm. When I orgasmed, I yelled out how much I loved my husband. After I had finished orgasming I could not hold back and eagerly grabbed Mark’s cock and put it in my mouth. I grabbed his buttocks and forced him to thrust his hard cock in my mouth, I did my best to encourage him to throat fuck me. I deep-throated him and in minutes he shot his load down my eager throat. Now we both had cum.
I asked Mark to test how far he could stretch and go up my urethra with this thick catheter. Now, I have to be honest, part of this was for me but I also wanted Mark to realize his fantasy of sticking his finger in my urethra just like in the amazing adult video we watched of Ty the porn star. I thought to myself what a feeling that would be as I knew how much of a turn on this would be for him.
Over the next few weeks we trialled a whole heap of different things in my urethera (always making sure they were sterile) like a toothbrush handle, a pen and even a texta. Each item had a different feeling which all ultimately lead to sexual satisfaction for the both of us. He would insert one of the items and take it out with a smooth and gentle thrusting motion. On many occasions for reasons that are unknown to me I would orgasm through the urethra. It would set off a blended orgasm and my sphincter would go into spasms of delight.
It was such a turn on that I began to experiment when Mark was not home with some solo play. It was not long before I managed to graduate to some pinky play where I would finger fuck my urethra. The only drawback with my pinkie finger fucking was that it was not long enough so I began to experiment with my other fingers slowly graduating to thicker and longer fingers until I could fully insert my index finger all the way up to the knuckle. It took a few of these sessions till I finally came clean with Mark to let him know what I had done. At first I thought he may be a little angry with my solo sexual escapades but he surprised me by being all the more enthused and asked if he could watch. This has opened my eyes up to the world of urethral sounding for women !
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CONTINUED FROM PART ONE...... So Mark watched whilst I played with my pussy! Now with the knowledge of how much I had sexually grown I was excited by this opportunity to show of my so called ‘wares’. With all the little ‘friends’ I had gathered my pinky started to circle…
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Really kinkiy story bout urethra gaping, tx
Sounds like it is something I should try
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Let me start at the beginning and introduce myself! Hi, my name is Kate, and sex with my husband Mark has been pretty good. Considering that we have been married for a few years and one gets into a certain routine and things get a bit predictable. This does not mean that our sex got boring, as both of us made sure of that. We both love sex and we both like to experiment with each other. We have tried just about any position and in any orifice, possible.
Sex toys, like different vibrators and dildos have been a part of our “Toy box” for a long time.
It must have been about two years ago, when Mark mentioned a woman called “Ty” to me. I think he must have seen some pictures on the internet. He sounded very excited and started to be more interested and fascinated about my pee hole. I remember him saying that he wished his little finger would fit into the tiny hole.
A couple of weeks later he surprised me with a couple of catheters, which I had never seen and did not know much about. He told me that he bought them over the internet. Mark explained to me that they were “Foley” catheters and what he had learned about them, again on the internet. There were two different sizes that he bought, one was a tiny one, probably about 4mm or less than 3 ⁄ 16 of an inch, the other one was thicker, around 8mm - 5 ⁄ 16 ”. Both were sealed in sterile packaging and my hubby told me not to touch them, as it could lead to UTI (Urethral tract infection).
I didn’t really know what to expect, but I was getting all excited when Mark put some sterile latex gloves on and I had to sit far forward on the lounge with my legs spread wide, while he was sitting on the floor between them. When he had the small catheter unwrapped, he spread some K-Y jelly on it. With his hands in gloves, he reminded me a little of a gynecologist. “Here we go” he said and started to probe my little pee hole with the tip of the catheter. It did not take long before an inch or so was inserted and I had not felt any pain or other discomfort at all. This was a new and strange feeling, as I had never taken any notice of my pee hole before. I was probably much too aroused and excited and I could feel my c**t was getting harder. This felt good, a completely new sexual, pleasurable feeling and I told him to insert more, nice and slowly.
As he slipped in more of the catheter, it felt good until suddenly I had the urge to pee.
This did not worry me too much as we had done some peeing games before. My husband loves it when I squat over him and give him a little dribble for close-up watching.
Back to the catheter, which must have been in my pee hole 2 or 3 inches deep. When Mark kept on pushing the catheter ever so slightly, the urge to pee got stronger but he told me to relax and even push as if I wanted to pee. Suddenly the tip of the catheter must have slipped into my bladder, through my little muscle, the sphincter as I learned later, the urge stopped but Mark had to kink the catheter quickly, as my pee was running out the other end. To shut off the flow, he used a little clamp to squash the catheter. He then used a plastic syringe and stuck it into one of the two outlets at the catheter end. As he explained to me, not the end where my pee had just come out, but the other tube. By pushing sterile water into that outlet with the syringe, it would inflate a little balloon at the tip of the catheter inside my bladder. This balloon would stop the catheter from sliding out.
I even tried to walk around with the catheter hanging out of my “you know what” and it felt unusual but certainly interesting and kept me being very horny.
We kept the catheter in “whatsy” for an hour or so, while I was drinking glasses of water. As my bladder filled, and believe me, it must have been really full by now, I really wanted to pee, but it was not up to me, I had to ask Mark to let some pee out, as he had the end of the catheter shut off. My desperation to pee was mounting, until I was ready to beg Mark to give me some relief.
This feeling of depending on my hubby to let me pee, made me very horny and I just could not keep my fingers off my c t any longer. It only took a few short finger rubs of my c t and I climaxed like I had not done for months. You can imagine the turn-on for Mark and he came as soon as he touched his c**k.
This was our first experience with catheter play and we both loved it.
The little catheter had slipped into my pee hole very easily, without pain, which is good, because I hate pain. My pee hole and my sphincter felt a little used next day but not uncomfortable and it was definitely worth it. A few days later we just had to try the thicker catheter to see if it would also fit comfortably. Again plenty of K-Y jelly, keeping everything sterile, Mark started to insert the catheter and I could feel that this one was thicker. But this little stretching feeling was even more pleasurable and more of a turn-on than last weeks smaller one. Very slowly it wormed its way in and when this one hit my sphincter muscle and opened it up, that’s when I came, the first time without touching my c**t.
Mark knew that I had an orgasm and after giving him a quick mouth job, he had one of the biggest “c**s” ever.
I told my hubby how much I loved our newly found pee hole stretching games and I also told him that I wanted to see if we could stretch it even a bit more. If possible, and without pain, I have to emphasize, I wanted to feel his finger in there, all the way into my bladder, what a feeling that would be. Mark did not even argue about my suggestion, but I also knew how much of a turn-on this pee hole play was.
Over the next few weeks I had to be patient and Mark would use kinky things like my favorite toothbrush in my pee hole. The toothbrush had a very smooth handle, which tapered from nothing to about 3 ⁄ 8 inch at the other end near the brush. He cleaned it with some bleachy household cleaner and used plenty of K-Y before he started to insert it. This time I leaned forward and could see that only about half the handle was still visible outside when it hit my sphincter. It slid into my bladder quite easily, but then Mark played me, by pulling it slightly out and back in through the sphincter, in - and - out, until I just could not stand it any longer and I came and I came, I lost track about how many times.
It took a few more sessions and the toothbrush handle would slide all the way in without any problem or pain.
Oh boy…, I loved this better than sex and wanted more of it. When I was on my own and I got horny just thinking about our new games I just had to lube up my little “pinky” finger and I slipped it into my pee hole easily and it felt more than fantastic. The only problem with my “Pinky” is that it is too short to reach right into my bladder. My other fingers are of course longer and thicker, but they would only fit in up to the second knuckle. I wished they would fit all the way in. That did not stop me from cuming, with a little help from my other hand on my c**t.
From now on, both of us were on the look-out for any gadgets that would fit my pee hole. At a supermarket we found some miniature candles, very slim, tapered and long. I was very excited and just touching the candles made me so horny and I could feel my p***y getting so wet, that I was afraid a dark patch would show on my jeans. We could not get home fast enough to see how far they would fit into my pee hole.
Getting home and taking our clothes off happened in no time and I was already sitting in position in anticipation before Mark could even clean the candle and cut the little wick off. K-Y was ready and I was as horny as I had never been. There came the candle, ever so slowly worming its way into my waiting pee hole. Wow the feeling was out of this world and I could have c*m there and then, but I forced myself to wait and enjoy.
This time the tip of the candle that was furthest inside me was much thicker than our good old toothbrush and when it opened up my sphincter muscle, I think I just exploded, not knowing how many times I came or if it was one continues cuming or maybe I fainted. Never in my life had I ever encountered any climax like this, I was in heaven.
According to Mark, who measured the candle when it came out of my pee hole, it was about 1 ⁄ 2 inch thick at the entrance to my hole. Wow, from that tiny hole we started off with, that was some stretching and it happened so easily and painless, with a lot of fun on the way.
Mark was getting serious about this now and wanted to stick a finger into my pee hole and I could not wait for it to happen. My husband is fairly tall, over six feet and his fingers are not exactly tiny. Considerate as Mark is, he bought some Xylocaine, just to find out if that would numb my pee hole somewhat. I could hardly wait for our next session and his probing finger. A good wash of his fingers and cutting his fingernails very short came first. He smeared some Xylocaine on his middle finger instead of our trusted K-Y.
When he started to probe, I had to lean forward again to watch his finger very slowly disappearing. I am not sure which one of us was more excited and hornier, both of our faces were glowing and when his finger passed through my sphincter and he wiggled his finger around the inside of that little ring muscle, we both could not wait any longer and we both came without touching my c**t. My screams and noises must have woken the whole street, but who cares at that moment.
Now that we knew how nicely his finger fitted, we made good use of of it over the next weeks. Even without Xylocaine, but K-Y, his finger would just slide in easily and he would just “finger-f k” me, in and out, into my bladder and out rapidly, until I screamed having multiple orgasms, for him to stop. Never in my life did I know what multiple orgasms was all about. All my life I was never able to c*m from intercourse, only wi
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