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Squirting Lessons
This 3100 word story contains scenes of graphic sexual nature and it is written for adults only(18+). All characters depicted in this story are over 18 years of age.
When Samantha's latest relationship ends yet again, she embarks on a journey of sexual discovery by answering an ad in the newspaper for a special kind of lesson. Though she is intrigued, she is not sure that she can go through with the lessons. But haunted by her fears of never exploring the deep pleasures of her sensuality, she continues to push her limits, but will her instructor end up pushing her too far?
This wasn’t right, I wanted to stop him but that word came flying back into my head, the thought of every guy that’d ever left me because of it was now pouring into my mind. I needed to go through with this.
“Easy does it,” He said to himself as he ran his hand over my wet pussy, rubbing at my clit as he dug a finger into me.
I wanted to moan out so much but I was too embarrassed to do so, I could see him looking at me from the corner of my eye but I refused to make eye contact, it was too awkward.
“You need to loosen up, a guy wants to see you ready for him, he wants to know he’s pleasing you.” I knew I couldn’t keep holding back, I let out the tiniest of moans and checked to see his reaction. He flashed me a smile of encouragement. I don’t know why, but it set off butterflies in my stomach.
He began to use that one finger he had in me rapidly, he’d started to move it up as fast as he could, tapping the spot every time. He used his other hand to pull back the side so that another finger could get shoved in, taking his hand out for a second, leaning in to add his saliva to the lubrication already flowing freely from my pussy and then reverting back to the two-finger thrust motion.
“Now what you want to do is keep moaning, keep showing him you like it, talk dirty to him. Go on.” His instructions were specific and clear and spoken as if this was a math class.
I was hesitant once again but I couldn’t help letting myself curse out a few words, which got my mentor going even faster.
“Fuck, yeah, yeah keep going.” I started to mumble but it soon turned into cries of joy as he pounded away at my wet pussy.
I could feel the build up, feel myself coming to breaking point except he wasn’t slowing down, only getting faster and faster. I felt ready to explode.
“Fuck,” I screamed out. I felt like I was about to pee, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer, I squirted for the first time, my fluids leaving splatters on his shirt and up his arm as he began to slow down.
My teacher left me panting on the bed and went to wipe himself down with some tissues on his desk. He turned and smiled at me with a bulge forming in his pants, I must’ve done well to turn him on.
“That’s it for today, class dismissed.”
I got up with just enough energy to leave, I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything at all. That night as I lay on my bed I tried what he had done to myself but I never built up enough stamina to make myself squirt out, nothing I tried felt as good. He’d taught me how to let myself go but not how to please myself and as a single woman that was going to be of concern to me right now. I knew I needed to book another lesson right away.
When Samantha's latest relationship ends yet again, she embarks on a journey of sexual discovery by answering an ad in the newspaper for a special kind of lesson. Though she is intrigued, she is not sure that she can go through with the lessons. But haunted by her fears of never exploring the deep pleasures of her sensuality, she continues to push her limits, but will her instructor end up pushing her too far?
This wasn’t right, I wanted to stop him but that word came flying back into my head, the thought of every guy that’d ever left me because of it was now pouring into my mind. I needed to go through with this.
“Easy does it,” He said to himself as he ran his hand over my wet pussy, rubbing at my clit as he dug a finger into me.
I wanted to moan out so much but I was too embarrassed to do so, I could see him looking at me from the corner of my eye but I refused to make eye contact, it was too awkward.
“You need to loosen up, a guy wants to see you ready for him, he wants to know he’s pleasing you.” I knew I couldn’t keep holding back, I let out the tiniest of moans and checked to see his reaction. He flashed me a smile of encouragement. I don’t know why, but it set off butterflies in my stomach.
He began to use that one finger he had in me rapidly, he’d started to move it up as fast as he could, tapping the spot every time. He used his other hand to pull back the side so that another finger could get shoved in, taking his hand out for a second, leaning in to add his saliva to the lubrication already flowing freely from my pussy and then reverting back to the two-finger thrust motion.
“Now what you want to do is keep moaning, keep showing him you like it, talk dirty to him. Go on.” His instructions were specific and clear and spoken as if this was a math class.
I was hesitant once again but I couldn’t help letting myself curse out a few words, which got my mentor going even faster.
“Fuck, yeah, yeah keep going.” I started to mumble but it soon turned into cries of joy as he pounded away at my wet pussy.
I could feel the build up, feel myself coming to breaking point except he wasn’t slowing down, only getting faster and faster. I felt ready to explode.
“Fuck,” I screamed out. I felt like I was about to pee, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer, I squirted for the first time, my fluids leaving splatters on his shirt and up his arm as he began to slow down.
My teacher left me panting on the bed and went to wipe himself down with some tissues on his desk. He turned and smiled at me with a bulge forming in his pants, I must’ve done well to turn him on.
“That’s it for today, class dismissed.”
I got up with just enough energy to leave, I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything at all. That night as I lay on my bed I tried what he had done to myself but I never built up enough stamina to make myself squirt out, nothing I tried felt as good. He’d taught me how to let myself go but not how to please myself and as a single woman that was going to be of concern to me right now. I knew I needed to book another lesson right away.
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First published January 1, 2012
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