I met Erika at a summer party to commemorate the end of the semester, sometime around 2010. We were both attending the same university in Denmark, but enrolled in different majors.

I had never talked to her before that night, but had noticed her on campus. She was short and slender, with almost black shoulder length hair. She often wore shorts and sandals, never appeared to wear makeup, and generally had a tomboyish vibe, even though she had very feminine features.

The night of the party I decided to chat her up. I quickly found out that she had noticed me checking her out on campus, and was flattered by the attention. We danced, drank, flirted and ended up kissing and groping each other in a dark corner.

When I asked her to come home with me, she hesitated for a moment before answering.

“Normally I would say yes, but it's such a beautiful night - why don't we go for a swim instead?”

We stole a bottle of wine, rode our bikes to the beach, and found a secluded area. It was a warm summer night, the sand still hot under our feet from a long day of high summer sun.

Erika told me she had to pee. I'd have expected her to go hide in some bushes, but she just squatted a few meters away from me, hiked her summer dress up and pulled her panties down.

“Ehhh should I turn around?” I said, averting my eyes.

Erika laughed “you can watch if you want to, I don't mind”

I didn't not want to back down, and turned around to watch her go, a flimsy little trickle hitting the warm sand.

She laughed at me, not looking the least embarrassed. “Don't you ever pee in front of your friends?”

“Yeah, but not in front of my…” I trailed off, not sure what our relation was at this point, as we had only known each other for a few hours.

“Your lovers?”, Erika helped me complete the sentence. She did a little shake, then pulled her panties up and came to embrace me.

We laid down in the sand and made love, still almost clothed. I had pulled my shorts down, and Erika’s panties to the side, confirming my suspicion from when I watched her pee - she had quite a bush. It was sweet and romantic, but also intense - she had an almost feral energy, and grunted and growled even though we were in a somewhat public place. When I was about to cum I tried to pull out, but she pulled me closer, told me she was on the pill, told me to cum as deep in her as I could.

After a bit of cuddling we sat back up in the sand, and started sharing the bottle of wine we had brought. Half a bottle later, Erika suggested we undress to take a dip in the ocean. I happily accepted.

The water was cold, but not unbearably so. Still, Erika noticed I was shivering when she came on for a hug and a kiss.

“Aww, you are freezing…” she trailed off, as if contemplating something. “Want me to heat you up a bit?”

“Sure, come here” I answered, thinking she meant by the heat of her body.

She folded her legs around me, and after a few seconds I did indeed start to feel warmer from my navel down. It triggered memories from swimming in the sea as a child, not wanting to leave the water to… Did she just pee again? Did she just purposely pee on me?! ‘

She started laughing when she saw the realization hit my face, and locked her legs around me tighter, not allowing me to escape if I wanted to. I did not want to flee though - I was shocked, but also intrigued by this wild, shameless woman.

“Do you never pee in the ocean when you swim? Don’t you think it's nice how warm it is?” She was grinding her crotch against me now, and I was surprised to feel my erection reappearing.

“I did when I was a kid, but I guess I always tried to hide it from any other swimmers. You are really not a very discreet pisser, are you?”

She laughed again. “Nahhhh I guess I am not. I think it's fun, doing something you are not supposed to. And we are in the ocean, it washes right off” She paused for a second. “You should try it, it's fun”

Again I didn't want to back down. And I did have to pee, not having gone since we left the party. But for the life of me, I couldn’t let go while holding her like that in the water.

She started teasing me, whispering in my ear. “Come on, you can do it, You can be a bad boy and pee on me, I want to feel it. Just let go baby, I want to feel your heat on my skin.”

Still, nothing. We stood like this for a few minutes, her trying to encourage me.

I tried to make a joke of it. “Sorry baby, it’s not you, this is just something that happens to guys sometimes”.

She didn't buy it though, reaching down to grab my cock. “I’m not letting you chicken out of this. I went on you, it wouldn’t be fair if you didn’t go on me as well. Come on, let's go back to the beach, it’s easier if you are not in the water.” She started wading back towards the beach, almost dragging me by my cock behind her.

We went back to our little love nest, and I reached for the rest of the wine. “Maybe if I drank some more I could….”

I trailed off as I noticed she was getting on her knees next to me. She looked stunning, her slim athletic build reflecting the moonlight on her wet skin, her small nipples rock hard from either cold or excitement.

“Try now,” she commanded.

I gulped and turned against her, my cock still semi erect.

Do you know that feeling when you’ve been swimming for a while and leave the water, and you suddenly realize that you really have to pee, as you no longer feel the hydrostatic pressure of the water? Suddenly I was able to do as Erika wished. With a grunt and an almost orgasmic sense of relief, I started pissing directly between her small tits, splashing and spreading it all over her.

“Fuck its so hot,” Erika grunted. It was clear from the tone of her voice that she wasn’t only talking about the temperature of my clear piss all her. She started playing with her bushy pussy, feverishly rubbing her clit with two fingers. “You can aim a little higher,” she moaned, for the first time seeming slightly embarrassed by her own words and actions.

I did as she said, and directed my stream upward. First hitting her lips, then her mouth as she nervously opened herself up for me. She let me piss fill her mouth, then dripped down her tits and through her bush, and gave herself a very loud, guttural and gargling orgasm.

She gulped and looked up at my cock, no longer pissing, but suddenly rock hard again. “Did she just swallow the last mouthful?” I thought to myself, suddenly confusingly aware how turned on I was.

“Do you have anything else for me?” she asked, and started stroking my cock. “You can cum wherever you want, I am going to go wash off in a second anyway”

She opened her mouth for me, and within a few minutes I was giving her a surprisingly juicy facial, considering I had just filled her pussy less than an hour ago.

She laughed and scooped up the cum, licking clean her fingers. “Yummy, drinks and dessert, you really know how to treat a lady!”

We went back in the ocean to wash off. Afterwards I invited her to spend the rest of the night at my place. She declined, as she had to pack for a trip the following day.

I added her on Facebook, and could see how she spent the next half year backpacking through Asia. I had hoped to reconnect with her when she came back, but during her travels she hooked up with another free spirit, and now many years later, I can see that they are still together, posting pictures from their adventures. But that one night was an adventure that’s burned into my memory, and one I’ll never forget.