I was introduced to your wonderful magazine several months ago by a male cousin. I especially enjoy your Penthouse Forum. I would like to share with your readers my experiences with an activity I have found particularly arousing. I am 24, college educated and heterosexual. I am single, but have a fulfilling love life. Many of my sexual fantasies concern various scenes of males or females urinating. At the age of 12, while attending a coeducational summer camp, I chanced on a boy taking a leak in the woods and was violently aroused by this. My first intercourse occurred when I was 18 after a date at a football game. We had been drinking beer during the game and by the time it finished my bladder was full. My date was in a hurry to beat the traffic congestion, so I decided to postpone a trip to the john. However, by the time we reached the car, I knew I had miscalculated. I had to relieve myself desperately and told my boyfriend. We were near the middle of a large underground parking area and as there were no other people around I squatted down, jerked my panties off my bottom and peed copiously next to the car. My date stood by, watching me intently. When I finished, I noticed he had an enormous hard-on. As I had also been aroused by my urination, I propositioned him on the spot. We screwed on the front seat of the car.

Since then, I have had relations with several men whom I have laid by more traditional means. However, when we are alone I try to relieve myself in their presence and watch them do the same. In other societies where urination is accomplished with less privacy and fuss, there is possibly little connection between sex and urination. Joyce K., East Orange, N.J., (May 1973)