Can Virgins Squirt Novels & Stories

“I didn’t know anyone could cum like that." She hesitated, then gave me a curious look. “But… Did you pee on me?” she asked. I burst out laughing and cupped her flushed cheek. “No, baby. That wasn’t pee. That’s what happens when you make a woman cum really hard. It’s called squirting,” I said, grinning. “And trust me, I could make you do the same. Actually, I think you already squirted a little when I was eating you. Did you feel it?”

I feel like I’m going to explode any second. He presses the wand even tighter against me and starts moving it in small, fast circles. “Come for me again, Chan. Don’t hold back.” That’s all it takes. The orgasm crashes into me so hard my vision blurs. Then I start to squirt — hard. “That is it,” River growls. “Let it all out, baby.” I can’t stop it. The rush is uncontrollable. Warm liquid gushes out of me in waves, soaking his hand, the vibrator, and the sheets beneath me. This is the first time I’ve ever squirted. The first time my body has ever reacted like this.

“Squirt for me. Flood this bed. Show me how depraved you really are.” The orgasm exploded through my body like lightning, my back arching violently as a raw, guttural scream tore from my throat and my cunt clamped down hard around his cock. Then the flood came, it was hot, powerful, clear fluid gushing out around him in violent, rhythmic spurts. I squirted harder than ever before, spraying up his stomach, soaking his balls and drenching the sheets in a massive puddle that spread beneath us. Wave after wave crashed through me, my pussy pulsing and squirting uncontrollably with every deep thrust.

"Don't worry. I find you so sexy, and if being with me makes you squirt, then be with me again." This woman was not holding back. "Again? Wow, you're the energizer bunny," I joked. "I feel really comfortable with you, and before I change my mind, I want to try something that I've seen in videos." "Okay..." I said, drawing out the "y." "I feel comfortable with you too, so let's try it." "It's where we open our legs up, and our parts touch." "You mean scissoring?" "I guess that's the term. I'm a girl virgin," Wren said with a silly grin.

Squirting Molly's Wild Ride** I stood in front of the mirror in my small apartment living room adjusting the thin tank top that barely contained my full breasts. My nipples were already poking against the fabric because I had skipped the bra. At twenty six years old I knew exactly what my body could do. I had always been the girl who got really wet during sex but lately something new had started happening. When the pleasure hit just right I would squirt everywhere and it felt incredible.

i quickly said sorry and told him i brought his juice before leaving his room with my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy so wet that i can feel it dripping . I ran all the way to my room, i quickly lock the door before striping myself and rush to climb my bed, i laid on my back before i raise up my legs so i will be able to touch myself properly, i imagine my dad fingers in my pussy as i insert two of my fingers and begin's to fuck my self, imagine his long and straight fingers pleasure me till i scream his name,, "Ahhh..uhmmm"

Her body was in fire and she needed a release for the third time. " Ummm.........." Orni whimpered crawling her hands on the bed when he shoved a buttplug inside her anus. He didn't use any lubricant and this time her body couldn't refuse the pain. Sprouting some foul words VR shoved his dick inside her in one go. Not before wrapping a condom around his shaft. He doesn't want to bring any kind of disturbance now. Moreover, he doesn't want a child from her knowing whose daughter she is. " Moan bitch, why are you quiet?" VR growled slapping her asscheeks.

She knew he was a virgin and that was why she was the only one doing everything. She kept bouncing on him without the both of them wearing condom. She bounced and bounced and when she saw that he was about to ejaculate, she immediately pulled his schlong out of her body as she used her arms to place in front of his schlong to prevent it from pouring on the bed.

“Squirt for Daddy. Give it to me.” The liquid gushed out of me without warning, like a fountain erupting from between my legs, soaking the bed beneath us, splashing against his stomach and thighs and his cock. I was crying and screaming. I couldn’t stop squirting, my body convulsed with it, wave after wave of liquid pouring out of me. I’d never felt anything like it—more intense than any orgasm, my whole body shaking uncontrollably. Daniel groaned, pulling his cock out completely so he could watch the liquid spray from me. “Fuck yes, that’s my girl. Look at you making such a mess for Daddy.”

My clit throbbed under the lightest graze. Nick shifted beneath me, spreading his thighs wider so I was fully open to Marcus’s hand. “Let him play, baby,” he whispered, voice dark and coaxing. “Let us make you squirt for us. One more time before you go home. Give us everything.” The word *squirt* sent a fresh rush of heat through me. I’d only done it once before,alone, with a toy and it had scared me how intense it felt. But with them? I wanted it. I wanted to lose control completely.