The Joys of Squirting

Until about 8 or 9 months ago, I didn't know female ejaculation existed. I was in the middle of a fairly sexless marriage, didn't exactly watch a lot of porn and I'd obviously never experienced it myself, so...I just had no idea a woman could do that. So once I started talking to people online, and playing with people offline, I became kind of fascinated by the idea.

I experienced this, well kind of experienced it, for the first time in the middle of oral sex. My boyfriend at the time was going down on me and when I came he told me I had just squirted. I thought...huh? How the hell did I do that? Obviously I hadn't squirted very much, because I honestly didn't notice.

Shortly after that, we broke up and I began playing with other guys. Actually, that's why we broke up. He was a needy child and I wanted to play with other people. He didn't like it and...well, there you go. Anyway, I was playing with this other guy and apparently I squirted again. Honestly, I couldn't really tell. He was, shall we say, vigorous? In other words, he was all over the place and quickly, too. He told me I squirted like 3 feet when he was fucking me from behind. I know it felt good, but honestly...I still couldn't really tell I'd done it.

Then I started dating my current boyfriend/Sir. He knew that I had squirted before and he also knew I didn't really know how to make myself do it again. So, after much internet research, he made it his goal (some would say obsession) to make me do it on command.

We decided to go on a little trip to the Ozarks for the weekend. It was absolutely fabulous. We barely left the cabin, did nothing but eat, sleep and fuck. Finally, towards the end of the weekend, he figured out exactly how to stimulate my g-spot and I figured out how to push at just the right moment, and...voila. Squirting. Lots and lots and lots of squirting. I mean, I'm talking about a flood here. I honestly expected him to do a little victory dance afterward. (And he almost did. Kinda wish I had a picture of the expression on his face...like a 13 year old boy who just managed to touch his first boob.)

So we came home Sunday afternoon, after spending the better part of 3 days fucking...and fucked some more. And this is after he'd made me cum over 100 times. (Seriously, we counted.) But it was like a kid with a new toy. I half expected him to invite his friends over and say, "Lookie what I can do!"

Although, finally figuring out how to squirt has sorta been a mixed blessing, because now I want to do it all the time. I CAN cum without squirting, but it's not nearly as much fun. And when we're playing in public at a party or something...it's a little inconvenient, because he doesn't dare make me cum unless we're really set up for the mess...I can't always avoid squirting, even when I'm trying to. Not to mention, it's one more thing he can take away from me when he feels like it...which totally and completely sucks.

But, all in all, I'd say it's definitely worth it. Even though I may have to get a paper route to pay for all the pads we go through.