I suppose I was in my late teens or early twenties when I first came across some stories in porn mags of girls drinking piss. The stories were rare and I found the idea really turned me on. Of course it never seemed to me to be something that would at all be likely to happen. After all, at my age then I considered it remarkably good fortune just to find a girl willing to swallow something as comparatively innocent as sperm. A girl so weird and depraved who would willingly drink someone's piss couldn't possibly exist beyond fiction and a perverted imagination. Then one day unplanned and unforeseen, with the right girl under the right circumstances it happened.
I was 25 and she was 21. Her name was Han, which she told me was Vietnamese for faithful. She was 5' 1" and had a subtle and faultless beauty that reaffirmed itself in greater proportion every time I looked at her. She was smart and had more refined tastes than really anyone that I been with before. For my part I was probably the least structured person that she'd ever been involved with, and though she was already quite ready to walk through them, sexually I opened a lot of new doors for her.
If there was one thing about Han that stood out, both in terms of her looks and our time together it was her mouth. Han had an incredible mouth. She had perfect white teeth and an illuminating smile. Best of all though, she had soft and succulent lips and to this day she's still the most eager cock sucker that I've ever known. Han's mouth made me feel so good in too many ways to count. It was sublimely sexy the way her mouth cared for a cock and how she craved and savored fresh sperm.
On the down side she had difficulty connecting with people. Han could be obtusely aggressive in social situations and inappropriately insert herself without really considering how she could be received. Since she was good looking guys usually didn't seem to mind. In fact, that was my take when we first got together. After a single date she began showing up at my place unannounced. Once she even showed up looking for me at the apartment of a friend of mine. This was a warning sign to me, but I shrugged things off and thought to myself that I should just enjoy the porn sex. Women on the other hand were often not too thrilled with Han. During our time together there were always guys who'd befriend her, but with women she met there was often a coolness or even a bit of animosity.
Another of her major shortcomings came to light after we'd been seeing each other for only a couple months and I found out she had cheated on me. I didn't know that full details when I confronted her, but I knew enough to make her denials useless. Eventually Han she had to admit something. She claimed it was a three-way with a girlfriend of hers and a guy her friend had picked up. Her story was that she was out with a group of friends and a few of them ended up going back to someone's place after the bars closed. By the end of the night, everyone had either left or gone to bed, leaving only Han, her friend and the guy her friend had met to crash out in the living room. The place wasn't big and only had one couch. Han said she took the floor and the other two shared the couch. She told me that the other two started fooling around on the couch while she was lying right below them on the floor. Her story was that she couldn't sleep, because she was getting too horny listening to them and watching them in the dim light. Finally she just couldn't resist the urge to crawl up and play with them a bit while they fucked. She said the most she did was go down on each of them and then only briefly. Why only briefly? Han said her friend pushed her away when she started licking her pussy.
I didn't believe Han's story in the least. I think Han included a girl in her story, because she figure it might turned me on enough to overlook the betrayal and her friend could be used to diminish the level of her own participation. Instead of cheating, Han wanted me thinking of her eating another girl's pussy and to see her as being nothing more than a supporting fluffer. I really don't have any idea why she thought this could have made things better.
After about a week of resisting all of Han's calls and visits I finally agreed to go with her to a party. Han was looking for a chance at reconciliation, but I only went along because I knew that the friend she claimed to have fooled around with would be there and I wanted ask her in person about the story.
The party was at a bar that was privately booked and the place was packed. It was quite a while before her friend showed up, but once she did, I took the first chance I had to ask her about the story. It was clear from her reaction that she didn't know what I was talking about.