Doing extreme things in my mind was easy. Being kinky in my mind was easy. Watching porn alone. You watch soo much porn it gets to the point that your watching pissing videos and all sorts of extreme content like it was normal. I watched it all. Clicking on videos that were unrealistic and extreme. It excited me. I must be one of very few people who watched this stuff.

Going on online chat rooms. Looking through the list of chatters for women. Private messaging them with a/s/l. If they answer that then you look for an opening. Easy and subtle questions to start with. Inserting emojis. Smiles and winking faces. If they reply with similar emojis you take it up a notch. What are you doing tonight? Single? What do you look like? You look for signs in their answers that they are completely ok with these questions. You want to get them onto talking about sex or anything sex related.

I started chatting with an older woman. She was almost 50. I was 24. She lived about an hour away. What do you look like I asked? She replied, brown hair, blue eyes, 5ft 6. A very general de***********ion but good enough. The chat between us was flirty. lots of innuendo.

What do you like? I asked. She knew what I meant. She knew I meant sex. She listed things she liked and turned her on. She even included pissing to the end of the list. My eyes opened wide. Fucking hell I thought. Can this really be? I needed to know more. She liked the idea of being in the shower and having someone piss on her leg. Sounds ok I thought. Warm yellow liquid running down her leg whilst both under the shower. We spoke about it more. Too much. It wasn’t enough for us to talk about pissing on someone legs. It escalated it to peeing all over our bodies and licking the skin. We chatted online for ages and the longer it went on the more extreme we got.

She asked if I could chat on the phone. I gave my number and I waited nervously for the phone to ring.

The phone rang and I answered. Hello, I said nervously. A woman’s voice replied. Hello, she said. Hearing her voice on the phone was an extra dimension and I wasn’t as quick to reply or as witty as I had been on chat. We started talking about the things we said online.