#Squirting

We had married young because of the birth of our son. Soon afterwards, marital fatigue and frustration set in, which another child only exacerbated. We spent our evenings in separate rooms and sex had become a foreign concept. Arguments were the order of the day and we both let ourselves go. As a result, we soon separated from each other. We saw each other a lot because of the children and we got on well together. Even then, I noticed that she had changed a lot. She used to be rather prudish, but now she was suddenly wearing super short skirts, which looked great on her long legs, and a pair of super sharp boots. When she walked in front of me like that, I often had to pull myself together not to grab her bottom. She also went out more often in the evening, which she never wanted to do before. All in all, she became what I always wanted in a wife, but never got. A few weeks ago, she called me to ask if I would like to go to the disco with her, as her friend had canceled at short notice. I agreed and picked her up for dinner at around 9pm. When she came out of the door, my breath caught in my throat: boots, smooth and shiny like latex, but made of a more velvety fabric, with a tight, short mini skirt that hugged her bottom beautifully. On top, a skin-tight white top, under which her breasts (80 D) protruded as if it should never have been otherwise. I must have forgotten to close my mouth because she laughed heartily when she got into the car. I couldn't take my eyes off her in the restaurant either, which obviously pleased her and made her show herself off even more. She also danced in front of me in the disco and really got me going with her movements. My cock had already made some room in my pants hours ago. But she was my ex-wife and what happened in my imagination will never be real. After a few hours and plenty of cocktails, we left the disco and drove home. We drove to my place first and then she had to go on alone. When we arrived at my place, she asked me if she could come up for a coffee (I've never had coffee and I don't have any!!! ). Of course I agreed, silently hoping that my fantasies of the evening would come true after all. After some small talk and a bottle of wine, she disappeared into the bathroom. I thought she had to pee, but then I heard the shower running. My thoughts ran at a gallop with me. What should I do? Go in? Wait? I decided to wait and imagined her body as I knew it. Her big breasts, the thick bush in her crotch and the belly button piercing. When the door opened, I quickly sobered up: she had put all her clothes back on. I tried not to let it show and went into the bathroom to have a wank so that I could concentrate a bit more and not just think about one thing. As I sat down on the edge of the bath, I suddenly saw her thong lying on the floor. I picked it up and immediately squirted with joy. However, my cock was still standing like a rock. I quickly freshened up and went back into the living room. She was sitting there on the back of my sofa with her legs slightly apart. I tried to catch a glimpse of her pussy, but I didn't succeed. She smiled at me again and knew exactly how horny I was for her. She pulled her skirt up a little, revealing her pussy. To my delight, there wasn't a hair to be seen, but everything was clean-shaven. "Do you like it like that? " I didn't utter a word and dropped to my knees to put my head between her legs. As I licked my tongue over her lips, she clamped my head down with her thighs. I savored the scent of her pussy, which I had always found very pleasant. She started to move her pelvis and I pressed my tongue piercing against her clit. She released me and I came up and kissed her. It was a great feeling: soft knees like the first time but a familiarity like years later. My hands went down her neck and caressed her throat. She leaned her head back and offered me her neck. I pampered her with a few kisses and slowly ran my hands under her shirt. She had also taken off her bra so I could stroke her already hard nipples. She took off her shirt and I kissed and licked her breast. Then I took a step back and was thrilled: the high boots, the mini skirt and her bare, tanned upper body and long hair. I was hornier than ever. She came up to me: "Have you seen anything you fancy? " "Oh yes" I stuttered back. "Then help yourself to it, " she quipped back. I didn't need to be told twice. I kissed her and stroked her breast. I carefully pinched her nipples, which she thanked me for with a deep sigh. I took off my shirt and she got down on her knees in front of me and opened my pants to take out my cock. She put her lips to it and sucked on it. Then she took it all the way into her mouth and gave me a good rub. I took my pants off completely and she turned around and bent them over the sofa, which caused her skirt to ride up so high that her pussy was revealed. I stood behind her and slowly pushed my boyfriend into her wet cunt. She propped herself up against the front of the sofa so that she could push her pelvis really hard against me with every thrust. My fingers wandered around her sphincter, which obviously really got her going. We'd tried anal before, but she hadn't really enjoyed it. This time seemed to be different. When I inserted my finger at the back, she bit her lips and a huge wince went through her body. She asked me to lie down. She stood over me and I saw the juice running out of her pussy. She squatted over my pelvis and directed my cock to her back entrance and slowly slid onto it while I could see it disappearing inside her and could also enjoy the sight of her wet crack. After a few up and down movements, I realized how my juice was slowly rising. She started to clench her muscles tightly to suck out the last drops, which gave me a wonderful orgasm and I cum deep inside her. She had gotten so excited again that she turned around and pressed her pussy onto my face so that I could pleasure her again with my tongue. I was able to examine her open hole at the back and noticed how she was approaching a new wave of pleasure. Suddenly she jerked her pelvis and a small warm jet hit me in the face - she had become so horny that she had cum herself. She stayed on top of me for a moment until we had a bath.

This story is about circumstances and feelings mixed with coercion and true love for a woman. In our company in the logistics sector works a beautiful lady Marianne at the age of about 35 years. Marianne looks very inaccessible beauty, but here came the corporate party, and we have already danced with her and drank on a brouderschaft. I give her various silly jokes, at which she laughed without getting into it. Then we stopped in the hallway when I was walking her to the WC and kissed. I kneaded her firm breasts and her awesome ass, but we were scared off by colleagues, and we continued to the women's room, where she asked me to wait for her. After leaving the toilet, Marianne suggested to go to her office for something, for what exactly I did not even hear, but I gladly followed her. And already in the office we again merged in a passionate kiss. I approached her from behind and hugged her shoulders, leaned down and kissed her neck with my lips, she gave in to my caress and turned to me and kissed me passionately on the lips. I started to crush her tits again and unbuttoned her blouse trying to get to her nipples, which, as soon as they were exposed from the bra and blouse immediately plunged into the embrace of my lips, I bit them a little bit with my teeth, on which I put my lips and rubbed them with my tongue, at the same time I crushed her tits and crushed and crushed. Marianne sat down on the desk, or rather she sat on the desk with her ass, and I continued to caress her breasts, and my hand was already under Marianne's skirt and I touched her pussy through her pantyhose and panties, but even through them I felt how her pussy was burning and already wanted passionate sex. At this time I had an irresistible desire to taste Marianne, that is to make her cunnilingus, and then of course fuck her properly and I began to move my kisses lower and lower, here I am already caressing her navel. I lifted her skirt up and, kneeling down, began to pull her tights and panties down her thighs. When I pulled them down to the level below her knees, I took off her shoe from one leg and also took off her pantyhose and panties from this leg, that is, panties and pantyhose remained on one leg and in the shoe. Her vagina was delicious and already, as if calling me, showing me how her slit between her labia glistened, she was flowing and I spread them a little with my fingers to the side and licked with a full and soft tongue licking her secretions, looked at her and smiled and swallowed. Marianne, looking at me, threw her head back and moved her vagina towards me, I once again licked her lips gently and slipped my tongue inside, where I began to drive it up and down penetrating her vagina and licking and swallowing what came into my mouth. There was no odor at all, apparently Marianne had washed up well in the WC and probably expected such a turn. This thought only made me even more excited, and I continued licking Marianne, who had her hands on the table with her pussy stretched out to meet me, rubbing and wiggling in time with my tongue movements. I didn't want to get up and fuck Marianne, as I wanted to do at first, because the way Marianne wriggled on my tongue blew my head off and I continued to lick her wet pussy, it was unclear whether it was from my saliva or her secretions. - Insert a finger - suddenly I heard Marianne's quiet voice asking me to do it. I gladly obeyed and inserted my finger into Marianne's vagina and started to fuck her like a small cock, while continuing to flutter my tongue like a butterfly on Marianne's clitoris. She put her hands on her groin with her ass on the table, in a half-sitting position and pulled her skin up a little, as if to expose her clitoris and put it for my tongue. - Yeah... there you go. don't stop. yeah. ohhhh... - I heard Marianne's voice, who was already looking at me intently, not taking her eyes off the procedure I was doing, and I was doing cunnilingus, which I realized I was doing perfectly, at least it seemed so to me at that moment, and it was confirmed by Marianne's movements and words. - Yeah... ahhh. I'm going to cum! Keep going! Don't stop... - Marianne asked me. I continued to lick her naked clit and finger-fuck her fast and fast. My hand was dripping from Marianne's vagina. I inserted another finger and I guessed, Marianne clamped her mouth with one hand to keep from screaming, and I continued to masturbate her and lick her clit, while with my other hand I was already kneading her breasts. - Yeah... aaahhhh... - Grabbing my head and thrusting hard, Marianne's body shook. I realized that she had squirted, meaning she had discharged and cum. After a couple of seconds she pulled away from me and with a movement of her hand signaled me to stop any manipulation and remove my fingers. I pulled back and was on my knees watching her from below and marveling at how she was getting high and thrusting after cumming. - I'm sorry, I don't want anything else for now - sitting down on the chair said Marianne. - Of course you can rest, I said. I stood up from my knees and sat down on a chair next to her, and began to unzip my fly. I smiled at her. Marianne looked at me and at the fact that I unbuttoned my fly said: - Not now, my little pussy licker... Not now... and now let's go to everyone, because they probably lost us already - she started pulling on her panties and pantyhose, adjusting her skirt, bra and buttoning her blouse. I didn't argue with her for some reason and zipped my fly back up. I thought I'll still have time to fuck her, leaving the office with her and going to my colleagues in the common room, where the table was set. In the cabin by the way she wiped herself with a wet napkin and wiped my face too with the words: - Cool boy - the thing is that I am about 10 years younger than Marianne and I am also younger in position, although she is not my direct boss - good licking! Good experience? - smiling asked me Marianne, to which I did not answer her anything, but only smiled. When we entered the hall, we sat down at the table as if nothing had happened and continued the party, but I did not even notice how Marianne disappeared somewhere. To my question, where is she? My colleagues told me that she called a cab and went home. Thus began my worship of Mistress Marianne.

This is a story from my high school days, she was a very pretty girl with a flirtatious face, short, wide hips and shapely legs, her breasts were regular, not too big or too small, she always took care of her image and cared about her image, however I can say that she was a real bitch in sex, very submissive. At that time I was in a relationship with a toxic girl, we had been together for a year, the truth was only with her for sex, but on that occasion we had gone out to celebrate my birthday at a bar of a relative, we were celebrating drinking very comfortable with her friends and mine, until between drinks I started to dance with one of her friends very close, this gave her a fit of jealousy and started yelling at me. I got angry and decided to go out to smoke a little, many thought I would leave and my friends went out to see what was going on. After I told them they went back to the party, I was outside trying to calm down when her friend comes out. I should clarify that I was her best friend at the time, she told me to be calm, not to get angry, that she loved me very much. I told her that I was sorry and that I would be back in a while. She caressed my head and I turned to see her, in a reflex action I kissed her with great passion, I think she let herself go because of the drinks she had on top of her, I continued kissing her and lifted her up, I caressed her buttocks and kissed her neck. She moaned a lot, but because of the noise of the music they could not hear us. I broke away and told her I would meet her in the bathroom in 5 minutes, she only answered me with a morbid face. I went in and waited the 5 minutes and went into the bathroom, it didn't take long and she came in, we kissed passionately and I put her on the hand wash, I caressed her breasts and kissed her neck, I took off her blouse and her bra and pinched her nipples, this drove her crazy. She pushed me, bent down and pulled out my member, she sucked it very well, she was very good, she looked me in the eyes and put it all the way in. Then in a strong tone and as an order I told her to get up and pull down her pants, she immediately did it and I saw that she was wearing a thong, I took it off, put it against the wall and started to fuck her very hard. She told me she loved it when I didn't stop, I pulled her hair and it turned her on even more, I spanked her and she almost screamed with pleasure. I was surprised since she had always been very serious with me and always worried about what people would say and things like that, she came too much. After a while fucking very hard, she told me she was coming and my surprise was great to see that she had a squirt, she wet me all over and told me that her legs got weak, I told her no problem and I lifted her up and started to give her while I carried her, I gave her kisses on her neck, she could not stop moaning and told me that I was the best, she repeated my name and scratched my back. When I was about to come I put her down, she got the message and bent down and started to give me oral, better than at the beginning. I couldn't hold it any longer and I came on her face, she was very happy, she accepted it and smeared it on her, I was still surprised. We rested for a while and she told me that my girlfriend had told her our stories in sex and she loved it, that she wanted to try to be a submissive and that she would like to be my slave. I surprised, but keeping calm, I gave her the order to get dressed and come out, she looked at me morbidly and did so. We had many more encounters, but they will be for another story, even once my girlfriend (now ex) found us.

My neighbors, most of them at least, have always been beautiful women. From girls my age with whom I would undoubtedly have a relationship with to mature MILF's with whom I would have more than one affair. Next door to my house lived a woman in her forties to fifties, she was beautiful, her face angelic, but of a mature woman, her tight ass in good shape although already well worn, long legs and tits that although they seemed to be operated on did not lose that unique glow of nice tits. At the time what I am going to tell you here happened when I was 20 years old, it was a long time before I realized that from my rooftop I could see into the backyard of my neighbor's house, right where her laundry room was located and where almost always at the same time she washed the dishes or the clothes in her washing machine. There were glorious afternoons when I could go upstairs and see her in her tight jeans down to her ankles. As I watched her she always seemed to make strange movements with her legs or bend over for no reason raising her beautiful perfect ass just for me, just as if she knew I was watching her, which is why my fantasies increased and became even better for still being a virgin at that age and believing that an experienced woman like her could take her away from me. Unfortunately or fortunately, it was not because of me that she was making those movements, it took me a little work to confirm that she was doing them because she was wearing an app vibrator in her vagina. I realized this because one day when it was very quiet, the buzzing of the vibrator could be heard just a little bit, even more because it coincidentally increased when she moved something on her cell phone. I managed to find the name of the application, it took me a long time to find out what it was after downloading several, I did this because I read on the internet that these devices were not so safe because anyone with the application could link with the vibrator device and thus control it. I found the right one and yes, the only device that was close enough to link to it was hers, so I waited until the next day to link quickly before she did and start my game and amazingly I succeeded effortlessly. She didn't seem to notice and continued doing what she always did, that day she was wearing grey yoga pants, tight enough to show off the natural shape of her round ass, but not too tight. She started with the usual movements, I continued to increase little by little to find out how far she would go and when I realized, it was not even a quarter of the speed of the vibrator. I didn't care and continued to increase and increase, it seemed that she had already passed her limit because I noticed that several times she looked at her phone and tried to move something as if she wanted to slow down, but obviously it was useless. I could see from afar that she turned off her phone completely, there she would realize that it was not her, but someone else. I could also see that in her vagina a small wet patch was beginning to show. Decided and without thinking I increased the speed to the maximum, she leaned over too much and let out a very loud scream of pleasure, her vagina began to squirt and squirt of her glorious liquid, so much that it took no time at all to turn her yoga pants from light gray to dark gray and make a puddle on the floor. She continued to moan and scream in pleasure as she pulled down her pants and tried to pull off some rich pink panties also already soaked through and through. She took them off and I could see the vibrator as she pulled it out of her still dripping vagina, I think her tingling was so much that she continued to masturbate after throwing the vibrator aside, she masturbates for a while still moaning loudly on the floor. The spectacle was such that I forgot to masturbate to ejaculate watching her, her vagina was beautiful although I did not get to see it very well, it looked waxed. She got up and put on her soaked yoga pants, went into her house to change and that was all I could see. The next day, she did her same routine but now without the vibrator, the only movement she made with her ass was when she carved the dishes hard, meanwhile I continued masturbating while watching her, with different jeans, shorts or even some sexy pajamas, all that until I found another opportunity to get at least my semen to touch her body but this time it would be risky, but that was my only goal for now, to get at least my semen to touch her body.