Dating when having a catheter
Several years ago i had a catheter in for a couple of month. Before that I had to use diapers, but as my disease continued I was less able to pee at all. Urine would just flow out uncontrollable and in little bids and the pee remaining in my bladder caused infections that smell horrible in my diaper. Therefore I didn't dare to go out anymore and had to tell my boss about my situation. She was kind and understandable, but wanted me to work on my situation. My urologist suggested inserting a foley catheter that had to stay in until infections were down, and I could learn to catheterise myself. Once the catheter was inserted the constant empty bladder was a big relief, as well as not having to use big diapers anymore. I was able to go to work again and my co-workers saw a completely different guy than weeks before. Out of shame I never told anyone about my condition, but now I was so happy I revealed my secret. My colleagues' reactions were heartwarming. They knew about my neurological condition, but not how this affected my continence and my bladder.
A few days later we had our monthly after work evening out and I noticed one of my female co-workers was constantly by my site. She said she wanted to know more about my condition, because neurological disorders ran in her family also. Apparently one of her aunts had Parkinson's disease. We sat there together all evening having a good time. I didn't think about it as a date, because Sanne was such a good looking woman, who I thought was in a happy relationship. Because she was so understanding I told her more than I ever told someone before. Also about my impotence, the fear of losing my bowel control and how this condition would affect my relationship chances. This was totally not meant to get a pass on her, or to pity myself, and she didn't take it that way. Time went on and we were the last of our group still in the café, having a good time. When it was time to go home I offered Sanne a ride home because she had too much alcohol to drive by herself.
In the car all of a sudden Sanne became physical. Her hand ran over my leg and in no time she touched the urine hose running from my catheter to the urine bag on my lower leg. I was startled and felt ashamed, but her hand ran up and down on my jeans along the tube. I was dazzled, didn't she hear what i told her all evening, whatever she wanted from me down there didn't work anymore. Or was she so drunk that i would take advantage of her letting her do so. I parked in her driveway and in this situation it was normal I went into her house with her. It turned out she and her friend broke up and he left the house. Today their daughter was with him. Once in the house she wrapped her arms around my neck, saying all evening we had talked about my dysfunctional body, now she wanted to see it. We kissed and her hand opened the bottom of my jeans. She pulled my jeans and underwear down and pushed me on the couch. She took my shoes and trousers off and I was sitting there only with a pull up diaper, that had taken minor leakage of the catheter but still was fairly yellow. Her hand went under it, touching my jerk and catheter gently. We kissed and I undressed her. She opened her bra by herself and held her boobs in my face. Then her face went down on me. Now I think it was more out of curiosity than hornyness, but still I enjoyed it very much. She took down my pull up and started to let her tongue roll over my crotch and take my penis and balls in her mouth. Although I didn't get a hard cock it really felt good, and there was no sign of disappointment from her side. At some point my bladder spasmed and some urine squished out. She seemed to like it and took my penis with the catheter and tube sideways in her mouth letting her tongue roll over my penis where the tube came out.
Then she made it clear it was her turn to have a good time, she took down her panties. She pointed out a birthmark she had on her left inner thigh, of about 15 cm reaching up to her labia, pulling one side of her outer labia out and leaving her left inner labia sticking out for about 2 cm. She showed it to me, not in shame but I could clearly see it bothered her. Her pubic hair was partly shaved but where the birthmark was, no hair was growing. I asked her if some lover before made negative comments about how her privates looked but she assured me that was not the case, it only bothered herself. Sanne was the second woman i had sex with and i was not very skilled in pleasuring a woman oraly. But she knew what she wanted and how to get it. Her mourning was as good for me as it was for her. Especially her birthmark was a sensitive spot she liked to be indulged.
I didn't stay the night and our relationship turned normal as colleagues are. After a few weeks it turned out she and her friend lived together again, and I wondered if that night, they really were split up. Anyway we had a good time and for me she stayed a special friend, who made me open up to other people more easily and feel less ashamed about my condition to others. Since then i m very interested in other peoples body's abnormalities, males or females.
A few days later we had our monthly after work evening out and I noticed one of my female co-workers was constantly by my site. She said she wanted to know more about my condition, because neurological disorders ran in her family also. Apparently one of her aunts had Parkinson's disease. We sat there together all evening having a good time. I didn't think about it as a date, because Sanne was such a good looking woman, who I thought was in a happy relationship. Because she was so understanding I told her more than I ever told someone before. Also about my impotence, the fear of losing my bowel control and how this condition would affect my relationship chances. This was totally not meant to get a pass on her, or to pity myself, and she didn't take it that way. Time went on and we were the last of our group still in the café, having a good time. When it was time to go home I offered Sanne a ride home because she had too much alcohol to drive by herself.
In the car all of a sudden Sanne became physical. Her hand ran over my leg and in no time she touched the urine hose running from my catheter to the urine bag on my lower leg. I was startled and felt ashamed, but her hand ran up and down on my jeans along the tube. I was dazzled, didn't she hear what i told her all evening, whatever she wanted from me down there didn't work anymore. Or was she so drunk that i would take advantage of her letting her do so. I parked in her driveway and in this situation it was normal I went into her house with her. It turned out she and her friend broke up and he left the house. Today their daughter was with him. Once in the house she wrapped her arms around my neck, saying all evening we had talked about my dysfunctional body, now she wanted to see it. We kissed and her hand opened the bottom of my jeans. She pulled my jeans and underwear down and pushed me on the couch. She took my shoes and trousers off and I was sitting there only with a pull up diaper, that had taken minor leakage of the catheter but still was fairly yellow. Her hand went under it, touching my jerk and catheter gently. We kissed and I undressed her. She opened her bra by herself and held her boobs in my face. Then her face went down on me. Now I think it was more out of curiosity than hornyness, but still I enjoyed it very much. She took down my pull up and started to let her tongue roll over my crotch and take my penis and balls in her mouth. Although I didn't get a hard cock it really felt good, and there was no sign of disappointment from her side. At some point my bladder spasmed and some urine squished out. She seemed to like it and took my penis with the catheter and tube sideways in her mouth letting her tongue roll over my penis where the tube came out.
Then she made it clear it was her turn to have a good time, she took down her panties. She pointed out a birthmark she had on her left inner thigh, of about 15 cm reaching up to her labia, pulling one side of her outer labia out and leaving her left inner labia sticking out for about 2 cm. She showed it to me, not in shame but I could clearly see it bothered her. Her pubic hair was partly shaved but where the birthmark was, no hair was growing. I asked her if some lover before made negative comments about how her privates looked but she assured me that was not the case, it only bothered herself. Sanne was the second woman i had sex with and i was not very skilled in pleasuring a woman oraly. But she knew what she wanted and how to get it. Her mourning was as good for me as it was for her. Especially her birthmark was a sensitive spot she liked to be indulged.
I didn't stay the night and our relationship turned normal as colleagues are. After a few weeks it turned out she and her friend lived together again, and I wondered if that night, they really were split up. Anyway we had a good time and for me she stayed a special friend, who made me open up to other people more easily and feel less ashamed about my condition to others. Since then i m very interested in other peoples body's abnormalities, males or females.
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