Shameless Squirting
I walk inside my gym like I usually do every 10 PM in the evening. “Blood, sweat, and tears” echo in my ears from my newly bought Airpods.
I make my way inside to take out my pent-up aggression of the day and control the mindfuck.
But then my eyes landed on a guy!
The gorgeous six-pack abs, bushy beard, and strong personality. I wink at him, as he does his bench press.
But before I can even process his presence in the gym, he is right here.
Standing right in front of me with a cocky smirk.
“Hey there, need a spot?” He asks me and I glance up at him, surprised by the sudden approach.
“Uh, no thanks, I’m good.” I try to maintain my calm tone.
But he leans against the nearby bench with his eyes lingering on my sweat-gelened skin. I haven’t even started the workout yet, and I am already sweaty in an air-conditioned gym just by the heat of his eyes and body.
“Are you sure about that? I could give you a hand with those weights.” He says generally, but his eyes dart around my perky boobs, showing from the cleavage of my tank top.
I raise my eyebrow.
“Hmm, a tempting offer, but I think I’ll manage on my own,” I reply with a smirk and he chuckles.
“Fair enough. So, what do you say we skip the small talk and cut to the chase?” he comes directly to the point, and ah! I love confidence.
“Well, that depends. Are you offering to be my personal trainer or something more?” I reply coyly, and his smile widens even more.
“Let’s just say I’m versatile.”
“In that case, I suppose I could use a little…extra motivation,” I reply as I agree to his offer of spending a night together.
He grabs my arms, and takes me to one secluded corner of the gym, away from the prying eyes of people.
But am I really getting fucked in the middle of the chaotic gym?
My wildest fantasies are coming true, and I want this so desperately right now.
“Get on your knees girl.” He orders, and without wasting any seconds I was on my knees, just as he asked me to do.
I slide his track pants down, and in the next moments, I grab his dick and start to work his dick up and down.
“Do you work some muscles here as well?” I ask, gesturing towards his usual-than-large cock, filled with veins, while throbbing it with the movements of my hands.
“Don’t worry, you will see what muscles I work on shortly.” He replies with a smirk, moving his hands through my hair.
I continue to circle my hands on his dick, and slowly his movements in my hair turn aggressive with his hands twisting in my hair.
And in the next moments, he pushes his dick inside my mouth, and I swirl my tongue around until his dick doubles in size.
He carries me above and pins me against the walls. He wraps my legs around his waist, while my back presses against the cold wall of the gym. He slides my trousers down and places his dick on my pussy without wasting any second.
And then my moan fills the corner, as he enters with the tip of his dick inside.
I can still spot some people in the gym working out, and I just pray to God that no one hears my groans and moans.
While he is smirking continuously.
And let me just put it that just the thought of getting fucked mercilessly in a gym while the fear of people may watch is there makes me wet.
“You like getting fucked like a slut… isn’t it?” He asks me and to be honest the only thing I can respond to was a mumbling yes.
And then he thrusts his dick inside my vagina fully while I struggle to catch my breath.
I am dripping wet and he is smirking continuously while stroking inside my pussy walls.
But before we can both even reach the climax, he asks,
“Let’s go home.” He says, and I nod, but I eagerly await my climax.
“You gave me good cardio today,” he says while we drive back to my home, and we both ache for our orgasms.
“I hope your bed is comfortable.” he teases me, as he enters inside with me.
“Oh, you have no idea.”
“Then, I promise you, I am going to leave you satisfied tonight.”
“Let’s see if your skills match the hype.”
“Oh, sweetheart, my skills will have you singing praises you didn’t even know you had in you.”
And then he pushes me back onto my own bed, ripping apart my clothes with intense desire.
He was a stranger to me just two hours ago, and now he is here in my bed, while I am ready to beg him to get inside.
“Say, what do you want?”
“You!”
“Oh, I can bet, you do.”
My cheeks are red, as I twirl my tongue on my lips.
And then his bulging dick hits my abdomen, with blood rushing back to his dick, and his veins popping out. We maintain constant eye contact as my breath hitches as he strokes inside once again.
He twitches his jaw, and he spreads my legs wide, continuing to thrust inside.
And then he strokes a little too aggressively, pulling me towards him as he lends a small kiss on the nape of my neck.
I growl with intense desire, as his dick touches the walls of my pussy.
The strong powerful thrusts let the best of me with growls and groans leaving my mouth every moment his dick hits my pussy.
He is hitting the right spot and is hitting my clitoris with every thrust and every stroke.
I am gasping even harder, and his hands are tightening their grip on me.
The fabric of my bed sheet gives way beneath me, while my hips rock back and forth against his dick.
He pulls out and rubs his dick on my clitoris, and I lose my breath. His balls are hitting my flesh and the skin of my pussy hole is burning, as he continues to get inside, and thrusts inside. Pleasure is slowly and steadily making its way and he starts to let cum loose on my thighs.
His strokes are getting sloppier but he has got the best of me as I am about to explode after his forceful blows.
Beads glisten on my forehead, and then a sudden rush of warmth courses through my body.
There is a tingling sensation spreading from the tips of my toes to the crown of my head, leaving me trembling.
And then it happened.
With a surge of pleasure that borders on bliss, I feel a rush of fluid gush from my body.
And with that, the sheets soak beneath me in a torrent of release. It’s as if a dam had burst, unleashing a flood of passion that had been building inside me for so long.
My body freezes and I am stunned in silence.
I just squirted.
And that too for the first time in my sexual history with a goddamn stranger.
“I can’t believe that just happened,” he says and I lie there cuddling with a man I barely know. I bury my face in his chest, and he lifts my chin.
“Don’t be embarrassed. That was incredible. You’re incredible.” He whispers motivating me because it’s a new thing for me.
I know that I have found something unique, but why am I not ready to own it, like I will do to my normal orgasm?
And now when I sit down to write this, I can feel the weight of societal expectations pressing down on me. It’s a heavy clock shrouding me as I just experienced it, but when I hear people talking about it, it’s always in hushed tones, or worse, dismissed as myth or filth.
Yeah, squirting is the phenomenon that sends shockwaves of embarrassment among the girls.
But it also raises some feelings of fascination through our collective consciousness.
For years, I was among those who believed it to be nothing more than a pornographic exaggeration, or a performance put on for the cameras.
But then, on this fateful night, everything changed.
The wet sticky mess on my bedsheet still reminds me of my mortification.
I felt exposed, vulnerable, and as if I had crossed some invisible line of decency.
But then, as I looked into his eyes, I saw nothing but awe and admiration staring back at me.
He made me realize that squirting is nothing to be ashamed of. It was a natural, beautiful expression of pleasure, just like any other thing.
But still, the taboo surrounding squirting persists. It’s seen as dirty, perverse, something to be hidden away behind closed doors.
But, the reality is far from that.
So why do we continue to shy away from it, to treat it as something shameful?
Perhaps it’s because we fear what we don’t understand, or because we’ve been conditioned by society to view female pleasure as something to be controlled and suppressed.
But in this date and time, they are outdated notions. I am a woman, and I am proud of my body and all it can do.
In no way I am apologizing for the pleasure I feel, or the way my body responds to it. Squirting is not a dirty secret. In fact, it’s a celebration of everything that makes us females.
So now it’s time to debunk some of the myths and misconceptions that have been floating around like fairy tales.
Now, I’ll spare you the science class lecture, but basically, squirting is when a woman experiences a sudden release of fluid during intense sexual stimulation.
You may have heard that it’s as fake as it sounds.
But, let’s set the record straight right off the bat. Squirting is as REAL as it gets!
Studies have shown that anywhere from 10% to 54% of females have experienced it. It can be partly due to the variation in the Skene’s glands as some people have ‘em, some people don’t.
It’s like a game of biological roulette basically, and you can’t challenge nature.
Secondly, we have another extreme opinion.
People say that everyone can squirt if they try the same method.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but there is no one-size-fits-all approach to squirting.
Each person’s experience is unique, and what works for one may not work for another.
Now it’s on you, what you do.
Either you blame it on Mother Nature’s diversity because of the lack of those elusive Skene’s glands, which throws a wrench into the whole equation.
Next is that it’s always in high volume.
Contrary to what you might see in those over-the-top porn flicks, squirting isn’t always a torrential downpour. Sometimes it’s more of a gentle trickle or a modest stream.
And guess what? That’s perfectly normal.
Now let’s talk about whether it only happens during orgasm or not.
No! That’s not exclusive to ‘during’ orgasms. Some people can squirt before or after an orgasm, or even independently of one. Sometimes it happens when you least expect it, just like it happened with me today.
Ah, the age-old question regarding it. It’s pee, so it’s filth – is a common misconception people have associated with squirting.
Who said it’s pee?
While some studies suggest that squirting fluid comes from the bladder and contains traces of urine, other studies point to substances like glucose and prostate-specific antigens (PSAs) from the Skene’s glands.
While it might seem like your bladder is staging a revolt mid-sex, squirting is actually a whole different ball game. So no, you’re not peeing yourself, unless, of course, you have had one too many beers beforehand. And let’s not forget the testimonies of those who have experienced squirting firsthand, like I did today.
I can swear up and down that it’s nothing like urine in terms of appearance, smell, or taste.
So while it may be similar to pee, it’s definitely not a carbon copy. Trust me, I have done my research.
Let’s just accept that we as a society, still consider phenomena like squirting filthy.
It makes people squirm in their seats faster than a toddler in a temple. Why?
Because we have been conditioned to believe that anything involving female pleasure outside of the realm of “acceptable” is somehow dirty or shameful.
Well, I am here to call BS on that nonsense.
It’s just a surge of pleasure so intense that it feels like your soul just did a backflip.
And before you know it, you are riding the waves of pleasure as your body decides to unleash a waterfall that would make Niagara jealous.
But instead of enjoying it, you are hit with a tsunami of self-doubt and insecurity.
Did I just pee myself?
Is my partner grossed out?
Am I some kind of sexual freak show?
Let’s just newsflash it, that you are not alone. I was in the same boat and countless women have had similar thoughts racing through their minds in the heat of the moment.
But here is the truth bomb.
Squirting is freaking awesome.
But we still treat it as the monster in the bedroom.
Let’s just blame it on centuries of patriarchal BS that have taught us to view female pleasure as something to be feared, controlled, or even worse, ignored.
But enough is really enough.
It’s high time that we embrace it.
Because guess what?
Your body is not a temple, it’s a freaking amusement park, and squirting is just one of the many thrilling rides.
So the next time just ride it like the badass sex goddess you were born to be.
And if anyone tries to rain on your parade, tell them to take a hike. You have got better things to do, like enjoying your pleasure.
Now you may think that only porn stars can do it. No! It’s not a skill you need to audition for. It’s a natural bodily function that can happen to anyone with the right amount of stimulation.
You may also hear that, it’s a sign of a woman’s inability to control her bladder.
Oh, please.
We have already had enough of patriarchal nonsense. So toss those outdated stereotypes in the trash where they belong. In fact, squirting is a sign of courage.
According to a 2017 study that’s got tongues wagging, a whopping 69% of participants reported experiencing squirting. That’s right, squirting is more common than you might think.
Now, let’s talk about sensations.
For some lucky souls, squirting means fireworks in the bedroom including intense orgasms. Others report tingling sensations like a mild urge to pee or even full-blown G-spot intense sensations.
I know now you will be curious about how to make it happen in my own sexual life.
You can’t, scientifically.
But here are some tried-and-true tips for bringing you close to the experience.
If you are not with your partner, you can start by finding your G-spot, starting about a third of the way up the front wall of your vagina.
You might feel a tingling sensation or the urge to pee, and that’s your cue that you’re on the right track.
And to take things up a notch, throw some clitoral stimulation into the mix for an orgasm that’ll have you seeing stars.
Another thing you can throw it on is sex toys.
Look for ones that offer dual G-spot and clitoral stimulation for maximum pleasure.
Now let’s talk about partnered sex.
Let them know what you like, what you don’t like, and what makes you scream with pleasure. And don’t be afraid to experiment with different positions to find what works best for you.
From reverse cowgirl to sex from behind, there is a position out there with your name on it.
Now let’s dive into the nitty-gritty of squirting-friendly sex acts and positions.
First up on the cards is doggy style.
Picture it, you are on all fours, and your partner is behind you. Let me just tell you that this position is like the holy grail for G-spot stimulation. All credit to its perfect angle for reaching that elusive front vaginal wall where the magic happens.
And while your partner goes inside you with their dick or dildo, you can take matters into your own hands.
Quite literally.
You can reach down to play with your clitoris.
Or better yet, have your partner wield a vibrator like a pro while they are at it.
A little multitasking goes a long way.
Next on our list is manual missionary.
Now, before you roll your eyes and dismiss missionary as old news, hear me out.
According to the experts, manual stimulation is where it’s at when it comes to making the magic of squirting happen.
So lie back, relax, and let your partner do the finger-walking up toward your belly button in that oh-so-perfect ‘come inside me’ motion.
And while they are busy working their magic, you can get in on the action by giving your clitoris the attention it deserves.
Or an even better option?
Have your partner go down with some oral action. It’s a win-win situation.
So there you have it.
A Squirting 101 session, where we debunk, demystify, and celebrate squirting like the rockstar it truly is.
So go around, and play with it.
Squirting is like a secret weapon in your sexual game. From gentle trickles to raging torrents, there is something here for everyone. It’s like a choose-your-own-adventure book.
But you know the best part of all?
Squirting opens up a whole new world of exploration and experimentation in the bedroom. Suddenly, you are not just limited to the same old positions and routines. It’s like being handed the keys to a pleasure palace and told to go wild.
Squirting for sure is the ultimate game-changer when it comes to sexual satisfaction. So enjoy the wet and wild ride, and let your inner sex goddess shine bright like a diamond.
The world is your oyster, and the pleasure is all yours for the taking.
