We went out to Eyz Wide Shut last night. It was so nice getting out. I really look forward to Saturdays to cut loose have a few drinks and dance. I found a little black dress and some fishnets. I was feeling very good about myself as we headed out in our new car. Miguel was looking really hot as usual. He accompanied me to the mall yesterday. I am sure this is about his most un-favorite task in the world. I am not always an easy shopper and yesterday we went to more than 4 shops in the mall, each of which had stuff I had to try on. Yea, I tried his patience. I thanked him for his time with some head before we left the house. Then again in the car on the way to the club, verbally. His reply was “Oh yea no problem, but can we actually try swinging tonight?”
My immediate internal response was very defensive, but then I realized he was right. I really don’t try to meet new people and hook-up. I don’t do any of the shopping, so I have no idea how much time and effort he puts into meeting people just for me to go “Nah!” How frustrating it must be for my lover! Last night I did make a conscious effort be friendly, to be provocative, to make suggestions. The club has become a place where we meet a bunch of friends and fuck none of them. Why is that? I imagine it has something to do with play-timing. We are early players and all of our friends are not. I think we need to make dates with some of these people outside of the club.
Anyways, it ended up just being Miguel and I when we went next door. Every room was full, so we went to the dungeon. I had already lost my panties earlier in the night due to a provacative game that left them drenched. Miguel placed the blindfold on me and strapped me into the St.Andrew’s Cross. He hiked up my skirt around my hips, and rubbed his hand over my ass. Then the smacking started. Smacking is so much more personally than the flogger in my opinion. Anticipation, followed by sharp white pain, followed by anticipation. He surprised me with the timing and was gently when I least expected it. I always thought, ouch it’s too much, but it seemed just enough. I took my licks without complaint, and was grateful. At some point he had one hand on my wet slit and the other one working my reddened ass. He was rubbing lightly on my clit, kinda flicking it. And then it happened. I felt warmth and extreme wetness. I immediately felt like I was done. I asked him to stop right after he commented on how wet I was. “Babe, I just squirted!”
I know it was not pee, it didn’t smell and it was completely clear. I squirted, I know I did. I felt an immediate release, like cumming but not quite the same. I definitely felt like I had finished something. Some of you may know I had this debate forever about squirting. (See Squirting Mystery) I had all but decided it was pee until a friend of mine showed me how she did it. When I saw her squirt I was convinced it was something that could really happen, but I never thought it could happen to me.
So maybe we didn’t swing last Saturday, instead we squirted. Then we had awesome sex in Lover’s Lane with an audience. It is still freaken’ freaky great! So now I am going to be a very busy person trying to figure out exactly how to make that happen again. ~smirk~
As always, I would love to hear your stories. Have you ever squirted? Have you ever seen it?
I have squirted on a number of occasions. I have discovered that I cannot do it myself, the angle required to hit the right spot cannot be achieved by my own fingers and toys just don’t seem to work either. I have only squirted when fingers have been used on me in a very precise way.
To be honest it is not a form of orgasm I crave, it is an amazing feeling I will give you that but it does not give me the same feelings of release that I get from a full vaginal pulsing orgasm.
Mollyxxx
I totally agree it is not as good as a pulsing orgasm. I am just elated that I did it, without even trying to. Nothing quite like being surprised by your first squirt!
I’ve gushed once and that’s as close as I’ve come to squirting and lucky you.
I am a squirter.. I first did it when I was 17 years old. And have done it ever since. I absolutely love that feeling of release. I have noticed, that I can only due so if my clitoris is stimulated as well as vaginal insertion. I have read that squirting is a clitoral effect.. There is a gland inside of you “g Spot” that when at the right angle, will be “milked” after a moment of being rubbed it swells, and fills with a fluid, “Very much like a mans semen” When amplified by the Clitoris, it bursts.. and with the right stomach muscles and pressure you will squirt out this fluid. Very much like a male ejaculation. They say that this is the closest we will get to ejaculating
You can literally shoot it feet.. fill up a cup! And no it is not urine 
Have fun play with it! And get creative 
MUAH!
I have caused my partner to squirt twice, she has lot of reservations in the bedroom and was somewhat embarrased by it. Not just from embarrasement but instense clitoral stimulation annoys her so usually once we get near a squirting situation she withdraws. Sometimes we salvage the romp but usually the sexual chemistry between us just deflates instantly.