Her First squirt

Just over a year ago I meant Jane (not real name), And although in her late 30s had only experienced very limited sexual pleasure. The idea and thought that a woman could enjoy sex every time and be able to orgasm let alone more than once in a session was a foreign thought. The first time I convinced Jane to be on top, it was short-lived because it freaked her out. Being able to have that confidence and control during sex . Over the course of the year, gently, pushing her own limits, the introduction of lingerie (which she had never owned), toys and showing her that even her own self pleasure is enjoyable and not something to be ashamed of has opened a whole new world for her.

Unfortunately because of life we only have limited times to be able to see each other yet communicate quite often. Each time we were together those experiences for her, have grown, come more intense. Her inhibitions have been letting go and her sexual confidence boosted. A few weeks ago, I was sitting on the edge of the bed with Jane straddling me and her legs around my body, arms around my neck, sliding herself back-and-forth I could feel her becoming wetter than normal, and some of those juices start running down my cock over my balls in between my legs. It wasn’t much but noticeable. I thought it’s only a matter of time before she will truly experience her first squirt.

Each day this week, we have been talking on the phone with it becoming more and more sexual and there was a definite yearning in her voice, indicating how intense our next meet would be.

This morning, as a surprise there was a knocking at my door just after 6 am. As I open the door, naked ( anyone waking me at that time will have take me as is) It was Jane, the usual conservative attire had been left behind, and the full desire shown by a partially open coat, and the first set of lingerie she ever bought for herself, a White lacey corset top and bottoms, almost unmistakenly a Honey Birdette ensemble.

Upon opening the door, she took one step in, dropped the coat, kissed me and walked straight to the bedroom. I was thinking, who is this woman certainly not the one I met a year ago.

Those who know me know how much I love having a woman’s legs wrapped around my head, and after some intimate kissing and sensual, touching it wasn’t long before that’s where I was, her panties were pulled to the side, my body to the side of her, where she was stroking me as my fingers and tongue pleasured her neatly trimmed pussy. The intensity and spontaneity of the morning had her body arching, her feet curling in no time, The loud moans and calling of oh my god through the pillow she was holding over her own mouth would most probably still been heard by the neighbours. By the movement of her body in the shaking of her legs, I couldn’t tell if it was three or four orgasms, or just one long, one before I moved on top of her and slid my cock over her clit until finally slowly, deeply sliding inside her. Thrusting back-and-forth in a rhythmic fashion which led to her muscles, tightening around my cock I thought I was going to cum. I slowed down changing positions, so she was now on top of me, still wearing the lacy corset with the bottoms removed. Her nipples hard through the d size cup, My hands playing with her firm, natural breast and nipples through the lace as she rode back-and-forth with greater intensity. One of her hands reaching around, caressing my balls and other holding onto my thigh so tightly it left nail marks. again, I could feel her getting wetter than normal. Her confidence on top of me, intoxicating after having her pause a couple of times to let her body recover. She would continue again and again. Finally, I could hold back no more and let her know I was about to come, she grabbed hold of my balls tighter, sliding back, hot and faster, and as I felt myself explode inside of her, I could feel herself explode. Hey buddy, literally ejecting my cock, my cum with the pressure of one of the most intense squirts I’ve ever been covered in, hitting my body, my face and saturating the bed . Her body trembling uncontrollably. For what felt like minutes, she sent straddling me on a pool of cum and her own pussy juices, which taste so sweet, finally she lay down beside me. Falling into my arms, body still shaking and every touch across her naked body, setting her off again.

It was 40 minutes before she attempted to move During which time, no words were spoken. Just hands run across each other’s bodies, but her legs could not hold her as she went to stand.

After taking some time to regain her balance, the smile from ear to ear, She gathered her things and left, promising to return tomorrow to repeat the morning that was. 

As I lay here, recalling the intimate intensity of the morning, my mind wonders where should I lead her experiences too next? If you’re reading this, what would you do?