Training to Squirt – Part 2 of 5 (L)
(L) – This story contains strong language.
Cal again. If you skipped it, go read Part 1 of 5.
Session Two — Day Two
As we began to wake in the morning, Cindy’s mind was already on our training last night.
“Last night was so hot, I’m glad you finally took me there,” she said.
“Training isn’t done babe,” I said, eyes still closed.
I could feel her shudder.
I continued, “Are you game to give up control of your body for the next few days? I take you anytime, anywhere.”
She kissed my cheek and smiled. “Don’t let me say no.”
First Lesson: Take It Anywhere
She was at the kitchen sink, washing dishes.
She was probably thinking about having a few days off. Maybe groceries. It didn’t matter, because whatever she was thinking about… She wasn’t going to be anymore.
I stalked up behind her, grabbed a fistful of her hair, and pulled her back against me.
“Spread your legs,” I ordered.
She hesitated, so I tightened my fist in her hair—not cruel but commanding.
Her knees buckled a little as she obeyed, opening herself to me, trusting me.
Good.
She’s learning.
Second Lesson: Wetness Isn’t Shame
I yanked her pajama shorts down to her ankles, exposing her dripping little pussy to the cold kitchen air.
I wet two fingers with my mouth, and slid them into her without warning.
I curled them up, moving fast, grinding into that sweet swollen spot deep inside her.
Her thighs shook immediately.
I don’t stroke softly. I pistoned my fingers in and out, rough, fast, with the heel of my palm grinding her clit.
She was so wet, the sounds were obscene. Sticky, messy, beautiful.
“You hear that, baby? That’s the sound of your body giving up for me.”
She whimpered and tried to pull away.
I shoved her harder into the sink.
“No running. You take it.”
Third Lesson: Surrender the Flood
She started gasping.
I knew the signs now—the shaking hips, the clenched thighs, the desperate little noises.
“Let it go, Cin. Squirt for me. Right fucking now.”
Her body seized—and then the first hot gush exploded from her, soaking my hand, splattering the floor, dripping down her thighs.
I laugh—low and dark—because God, she’s perfect like this.
Her body jerking.
Her knees giving out.
Her voice wrecked and raw as she sobs my name.
Aftermath: Revel in the Mess
I dragged her down to her knees in the puddle she made.
I tangled my fingers in her wet hair and tilted her face up to look at me.
“Look what you did, Cin. Look how perfect you are for me.”
I shoved two fingers into her mouth, slick with her own flood, and she sucked them without hesitation.
Good girl.
Her hand went to my cock, but I move it aside and bend over to kiss her forehead.
My filthy little wife, soaked and broken and perfect.
That is so hot on so many levels. The fierceness of your passion, the sweetness of her surrender, and just the raw, unadulterated sexuality between husband and wife is both fully sensual and wholly erotic.
Hey. Cal here. Thanks for that. Yeah I’m a pretty lucky guy. When Cindy read it (she actually hasn’t read any of them until they’re posting, so earlier today), she told me the hottest part of this was actually that I didn’t let her look back at me. She’s a beauty truly is.
This was super-hot. Stories like this really get me thinking about what it'll be like to take my future husband's fingers inside me. I'm still figuring out how to get pleasure from fingering myself. Teaching my man just what feels good might be a bit of a project! But I am really looking forward to dripping all over his hand. Oh my, you sure got me going with this sexy escapade!
It’ll be fun for you two to experience together. Any prospects out there? I couldn’t imagine trying to date in today’s climate. Hell, it was bad enough when Cindy and I met and honestly neither of us were marriage material to be honest, but we made it work!
Mmmm man. I love how you own her pussy. Super hot! Can’t wait for the rest of this series
Hey absolutely. That’s scripture. Her body is mine, my body is hers.
How I love those moments when M approaches me and takes control. Countless times we have wound up on kitchen counters or the dinner table or with me bent over the armrest of the couch when he will get me into the mood to the point where we are both demanding more and sex is relentless.
As I said earlier I've never squirted however I do get wet on occasion and all of the things you describe sound absolutely wonderful I'm so happy for the two of you and the joy that you have for one another.
Very sexy story!
Lady L. 💦💦💦💋
I too love those moments with Cindy. She calls it “surprise sex”
LadyL, MrsFox69 again! Have you tried hormones? I'm not sure your age, but I do bhrt pellets and im ALWAYS soaking wet!!! Just a thought if you can do hormones or haven't considered that route.
Very hot, and your story is relatable to me as Jim truly owns my entire body – and I love it when he just demands what he wants and takes it! He also knows that when I’m in the mood to have him service me anywhere, anytime, that I always get what I want…
I get that. Cindy has had me pull over on more than one road trip. Having a large SUV with tinted windows is nice.
OMG! That made me squirt in my kitchen! And, I'm a guy! And, I'm not even home!
That was truly amazing! Sell tickets. Start a class!
Your confidence is what is needed. Trusting your knowledge & confidence is what she needed. Every marriage needs this from husbands, but wives, too.
But, that takes a mutuality that a lot are scared of.
Best part of the whole scene was her reaction. Your wife open in hesitation.
Her being exposed
Her whimpering. Trying to escape.
Desperate little noises.
Her body jerking.
Her knees giving out.
Her voice wrecked and raw as she sobs your name.
Seeing how she had to face her own insecurities, almost being scared, to reach something so treacherously delicious.
Beautiful picture of marriage fun.