Frightening Squirt

Frightening Squirt

The first time I saw a woman squirting was when I had a girlfriend in Saint-Troyan. I came to know her at the local fair at the end of August. Her squirt was terrifying and it happened completely unexpectedly after we had sex. For me, it was a complete surprise. People may think I'm a coward, but the first time I experienced that squirting, I was really shocked...

My sweetheart's name was Cuty. She did say that, but I doubt it was her real name. She worked as a waitress in a bar on Market Place and she lived in a studio on the second floor of a converted mansion on Tile Row Street in Saint-Troyan.

I think it was the third time we had fucked in her bed, but it might as well have been the fourth, I don't remember exactly. Anyway, I had never managed to make Cuty come. Maybe I hadn't put in enough effort, that's possible. But that also depended partly on her. She didn't ask me to, and she didn't give me any instructions on exactly what to do to make her orgasm.

That time, after I had sprayed my cum into her pussy, she couldn't come, and she was nervous and resentful, I could tell. She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. I thought she wanted to pee. She didn't. She came back with an object in her hands. It had a thick rubber cable with a waterproof plug. You could have sworn it was a microphone, that's how much it looked like one. But it wasn't a microphone. A dildo, yes, from a model I'd never seen in a sex shop window before. I suspect it was something old-fashioned. After all, nowadays, vibrators and dildos work on batteries.

Cuty plugged the vibrator into an outlet near the bed and then came back to lie next to me. She pressed a button on the side of the device. The thing immediately started buzzing and vibrating, or at least the microphone head on top did. Cuty felt with her fingers to know if the head of the dildo was warm enough. She also adjusted the tempo so that the head started to vibrate more slowly. When she thought it was all going the way she wanted, she spread her legs wide and started working her clit with the dildo. At first, she did that in circular motions. Then, she also slowly went up and down the entire length of her cunt. She paid special attention to her inner labia.

I watched, and I saw how Cuty got aroused, and also how her pussy became very wet and her labia swelled and opened. Maybe it was just an impression, but I also think her clit swelled up, and came peeping like a small cock from under its hood...

Cuty was a little annoyed that I was sitting with my curious nose almost on top of her clam to see what was about to happen.

"Tell me, Andrew dear, have you watched enough?" she suddenly asked me. "Wouldn't you help me a little bit?"

“Yes, by all means,” I said. “Tell me how. Do you want me to massage your tits while you're stimulating your clit?”

“No, you don't have to,” said Cuty. “You have now seen how it goes. You take over now. Do the same as I did. I'm going to finger myself at the same time, and then I'll cum."

She handed me the dildo, and I, like her, went over her clit and labia with the buzzing thing. Meanwhile, Cuty was massaging the inside of her cunt with two fingers. I didn't have to work with that vibrator for long, maybe three or four minutes? Then Cuty came suddenly, and she came violently. Not only did she yell and scream, but something else happened, something I'd never experienced with a girl: a fountain of fluid spurted out of her cunt for ten seconds, with jerks and short intervals. I was shocked because I thought Cuty had urinated. She hadn't. The fluid coming out of her slit was very warm, I could feel it on my thigh and balls, but it didn't smell like urine at all.

Cuty looked at my scared face and laughed.

"Have you never experienced that, a girl squirting when she comes?" she asked.

“No, never,” I said in all honesty. "This is the first time. I was scared at first because I thought something went terribly wrong with you. But I must say, now I like it!”

"Then you don't have much experience, Andrew," said Cuty. “It's the best feeling there is for a girl to have a lovely fountain squirt out of her pussy. Do you think it's dirty, or disgusting?”

“But no, not at all,” I replied. “Only, it was new to me, and…”

"And what?"

“Well, the sheet we're lying on is soaking wet and that pussy liquid you sprayed off has cooled down in the meantime. I don't really like the feeling."

I shouldn't have said that. Cuty got very angry:

"You impudent brat," she said furiously. “You can come and bang me here in my own studio for free, already for the umpteenth time. You never tried to give me an orgasm, and now you dare to say something so rude to me?”

The more she said, the angrier Cuty got at me. I didn't know what to answer her, or if I should apologize to her. Because she got so excited I suddenly got a great urge to fuck her again. I felt my dick start to get hard again. To appease her and to be able to put my cock inside her pussy again, I searched in my head for the appropriate words to soothe her. I didn't get that time. By now, she had seen my hardened cock erect and she knew what I was up to. That was a bridge too far for her. She bent her legs and kicked me out of her bed. She didn't even let me use her bathroom to wash. She chased me away. She didn't want to see me again, never again, she called after me when I left her, down the stairs...

I thought that was a pity. I had always had a great time with Cuty, she had such a delicious narrow pussy, and now it was over… I regretted that fucking her was over, especially because I would have loved to see her squirt again. That the sheet under us would get wet, I had to accept that. And then, before we started, I could suggest to Cuty that she put a large bath towel under our buttocks…

But it was all over. One more time, I went to that house on Tile Row Street and pressed Cuty's call button. I saw movement behind the curtain of her studio but the intercom remained silent. For Cuty, I was a thing of the past…

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