I just found out I can squirt like the Bellagio Fountain

A mind-blowing, messy weekend of firsts

This weekend was one for the books, y’all. By Friday, boyfriend had been edging for days and was planning to have me suck his cock as soon as he arrived. It didn’t pan out because I teased him so much he got blue balls and had to cum, and because my former neighbor-with-benefits unexpectedly showed up at my door right after he arrived. So instead of sucking my beloved’s cock, we had a slightly awkward beer with a guy who once fucked me in the ass.
When my boyfriend left the room, he punched me in the arm and said “What the hell?! That is NOT who I thought you’d end up with!” I smiled coyly and said “Trust me, he’s not nearly as nice as he looks.”

My boyfriend *is* a ridiculously sweet guy, with a hot, but very nerdy vibe. And indeed, I did worry at first that he was going to be wayyyyyyyy too vanilla. But it turns out he can make me cum like no one else ever has. That’s not a diss on my late husband, who was amazing in the sack. But I figured some things out during two years of widowhood, and I’m ready to be uninhibited, vulnerable and open in a way I never was before.

Friday night, I sucked him off for a while and we fucked a bit, but we were tired. He expertly rubbed my pussy through my panties, I came a few times, and we crashed.

We decided to dedicate Saturday to errands and fucking. In bed, we started talking about how much I love videos of women holding their panties open so their guys can cum all over their mounds and the crotch of their panties. I showed him a couple of my favorites and got supremely worked up. He ate my pussy and fingered me for ages, and we fucked a little. Later, he told me he desperately needed to cum. He loves hand-jobs and doesn’t always cum from intercourse, so I gave him a slow, lavish, slippery handjob, sucking him from time to time.

We had been talking about how he’s curious about ass-play; one of the countless things his awful, sex-hating ex would have made him feel shitty about. I’d never done it before, so we read up, and I started teasing his asshole. He loved it, but needed to cum so badly that he didn’t want to risk any distractions. So I went back to focusing all of my attention on stroking his cock and taking care of his balls. He suggested cumming in my panties. I slipped off my cute jade-green lacy bikini and placed it on his stomach. When he got close, he grabbed my panties and came on them, but it was surprisingly little, compared to his normally massive loads. He told me he thought he wasn’t done, and I should keep stroking. Incredibly, it just kept getting harder and harder as I stroked him.

A few minutes later, he grabbed my panties and shot a huge load all over them. Then he told me to put them on under a skirt and wear them to the store. I walked around the store with my swollen, sensitive lips rubbing against the damp, sticky fabric, wondering if the men around me could smell my messy cunt. It clearly turned on my boyfriend, who covertly grabbed my ass and whispered filthy things in my ear every chance he got.

Sunday, we went for a long walk then got back in bed after a late breakfast. We fucked, but after a few minutes, I asked if he wanted to try more ass play, and he was all for it. I lubed up my finger, and pushed a glob of warmed-up lube into his ass. This time, I slowly slid my finger in, gently exploring until his moans, gasps and shudders told me I’d found his prostate. He asked me to touch his cock while I teased and fingered his virgin ass. He was still finding the sensation so novel and overpowering that he couldn’t take it for long, but it got him really worked up.

He needed to shoot. I asked him what he wanted most, and he got this fiendish grin on his face and said he would love to cum all over my face. I’m on a mission to make up for the barely existent sex-life he had for several years, so I got back to work, stroking his cock just the way he loves. A while later, I felt his cock swell and stiffen and I bent down just in time for him to shoot several thick white ropes of cum all over my face. He has tantric orgasms sometimes, and usually doesn’t ejaculate with those. But this time, he had a tantric orgasm that went on well after he was done painting my face with his hot cum.

I’ve usually not enjoyed getting cum on my face, but it brought him so much pleasure that I loved it. To my surprise, he reached up and smeared it all over my face, then scooped some up and stuffed it into my mouth. I dutifully sucked it off, and it was some of the best-tasting cum I’ve ever had. He took his still semi-stiff cock in his fist, gently pushed my head down, and told me to clean it off. I didn’t waste a second, stuffing it back in my mouth and licking and sucking off every last drop. I’m a good girl.

It had already been an incredible weekend, but little did I know, the craziest, hottest, most intense session of my life was yet to come. I laid back, and he started rubbing me through my panties, telling me how wet I was from cleaning his cock and taking his cum. Lately, I’ve been kind of into him telling me about fucking and fantasizing about other women. We started talking about a woman we’d seen in the store who had tiny, firm perky tits with hard nipples under a very thin, snug tank top. I told him how hot it made me, and he admitted it had made him horny too. I asked him if he’d jacked off to her, and he smiled and told me he’d cum to her a couple of times.

I wanted to hear more about this naughty side of him, and soon, he was telling me about a woman he dated a decade ago who was crazy kinky and loved to squirt for him. I’d gotten my $10 glass g-spot dildo out, and it was turning me on, so I started fucking myself, gradually getting harder and faster than I usually do, as he told me about how she loved to be degraded, and how she begged him to slap her, tell her what a whore she was and spank her.

The idea of my sweet boyfriend pulling her hair, smacking her and ordering her to cum for him got me so incredibly turned on that I suddenly realized I was wet. Like, really, really weirdly wet. I grabbed his hand to make him feel and started to say “Check out how wet I ———“ when suddenly I felt like I had left my body. My internal muscles all convulsed, and the next thing I knew, a fountain was shooting out of my pussy.

In 42 years, I have NEVER squirted. Not. Once. In fact, I’ve always been bad at cumming with partners. I was so shocked I was gasping and shrieking and going “OHMYGODOHMYGODWHATJUSTHAPPENEDBABY?!?!” I was utterly stunned and panting, but he told me I wasn’t done and I needed to cum for him again. I thought there was no possible way my body would ever do such an insane thing again. I was wrong. Two minutes later, I came even harder, literally gushing out a torrent of girl-cum all over and soaking my bed. He told me to go again. I said “No way it’s happening again,” but a minute later, I was cumming so hard it was shooting into the air.
I made myself cum five times. By then, I was panting, exhausted, seeing stars, in a state of near-shock and total amazement. He stuffed four fingers in my pussy and within a minute, I was juicing all over his hand.

He got up and made me dinner, and we fell asleep on my soaking sheets, too exhausted, sated and fucked-out to go another round. But this morning, he started fingering me and got me going again. I couldn’t make myself have the giant clitoral orgasm I was craving because I was sleepy and hungry. But on a whim, I pulled out the same toy, and unbelievably, made myself squirt three more times. The third time, I gushed so hard it sprayed all the way down my legs.

When he wasn’t looking, I stuffed my cum-soaked panties into his suitcase, so he’d have a nice surprise to jerk to later. He left for home and work, and even though I should have been working already, all I could think about was making my greedy little cunt cum some more. It barely took any time. I kept thinking “surely, this is a fluke,” but I made myself gush so hard I soaked the entire back of my leggings. Three. Times.

My head is still spinning. My insides are still feeling glowy and tingly. All I can think about is how much I want to get back in my bed (which I have to re-make, as my sheets were destroyed), and make my pussy cum and cum and cum until I can’t take it anymore. My “vanilla” boyfriend is a goddamned sex wizard, and I am apparently Old Faithful. I can’t wait until next weekend.

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