Dear Diary: Golden Showers With Hubby, If Only In My Dreams

Golden showers with hubby, wouldn’t that be something? I know my hubby is very vanilla, but I dream of nothing more than spraying him with golden showers. I often dream of him breaking out of his sexual shell and taking me in ways I’ve only dreamed of. I’d love nothing more than for him to satisfy me the way I need, so I am not forced into adultery. As a Christian woman, I know I shouldn’t have such thoughts and do such things, but I can’t help it,

At night, after my hubby is fast asleep, I often rub one out thinking about my day and the naughty conversations I’ve had throughout my day. I fantasize about how much fun it would be if I could play out my phone sex calls with him in real life. One kinky thought never escapes my mind and that’s golden showers. I often have dreams of pissing on my hubby in the shower or outside by the pool. The thought of my warm liquid gliding down his body, send shivers down my body. Hence, my insatiable obsession about it.

Him taking my golden showers whenever I ask is nothing more than erotic if you me. I always imagine him on his knees in the shower. Kneeling before me,looking up at my perky tits and smiling at me. I picture myself jerking his precious little head back by his hair and letting it rip. The thought of my warm piss cascading off his face, down his chin and onto the floor below me, is almost enough for me ro just do it. Then, of course I’d suffer the consequences after, but I think it might be worth it. I could just write it off as an accident I suppose.

Oh and then there’s that whole fantasy of him worshiping my golden showers poolside. Hot dam that would be so fuckin hot! Just think about this for a moment. There I am in my cute little pink bikini standing, legs spread at the edge of the water. Wouldn’t that be a sight in and if itself. Next, hubby who is already in the water, swims over to the edge where I am standing and looking up at me admiringly.

With no provocation whatsoever, bikini still on, I just start to spray him. Now, imagine for a moment that he willingly and eagerly opens his mouth in an effort for collect as much of my warm piss as he can. Seems like to me that a man who likes golden showers is an open minded kind of man. I just wish so bad that described my husband. Because if he knew just how willing I am to please him, he’d be in heaven on earth.

GOD, the thought is driving me wild! Him, me, my golden waterfall and him worshiping every single drop, that’s what it’s about right there. I deserve to be worshiped and his deserves to serve me. I’ve never asked that of him and I think a man ought to worship his wife every now and again. I might just go ahead and accidentally make my fantasy come true. Who am I kidding though? I can’t do that! I guess I will just have to dream about those golden showers and in the mean time, I can just play out my fantasy with you. How would you like that darlin? How would you like to take my golden shower dreams and take them to a totally new level? Finally, I can live my fantasy and you will be the naughty boy to take me there, won’t you darlin?

Call me and let’s get wet together!

Hanna