Welcome to Wicked Wednesday! This week’s prompt is something near and dear to my heart – what I think of when the word wet appears. I love that on my birthday (the big 3-4, ya’ll), I get to write about one of my favorite things. Happy birthday to me!
When I first began this blog more than a year ago, I planned on chronicling my journey of sexual self-discovery and learning to (finally) masturbate. I realized that my “inability” to orgasm was not some deficiency, but a lack of understanding about my own body. I am a squirter. Most of my orgasms include a rush of fluid. The sensation prior to a wet gush is similar to the need to pee. I spent years stopping my own orgasms terrified I would urinate on my lover.
Now, I know differently. I have learned that I am among a supposedly small minority of women who squirt. Over time, I’ve also learned that I won’t gush each time I orgasm. In the beginning, I wondered if something was wrong with me when I didn’t have wet orgasms. I learned, through trial and error, that I’m capable of many types of orgasms – thick and creamy oozings, dribbles and drips, and of course, tidal waves.
Lately, I’ve had body-clenching, toe-curling orgasms but no rush of juices that always makes me smile with pride and pleasure. I have silently screamed into dark rooms while my flesh trembled and my thighs clamped together. But still, no puddle to sleep in or immediate need to change my sheets.
And then he came back – after eight weeks apart. A few touches of his hand, a few lashes of his crop, a few moments blind-folded, gagged, and helpless, and I felt the orgasms wrack my body. The slightest touch caused gushing and squirting. He finger-fucked me until my body exploded and what can only be described as a tidal wave erupted from my spasming pussy. A faucet had been opened, and juices poured from my body until I was light-headed and groggy, dehydrated. He pounded my body with his hand and droplets of my own ejaculate splashed my torso. He whipped my clitoris with his crop, and the resulting spray landed on my face and in my hair.
Gushy, squirty, splashy, wet orgasms are, by far, my favorite.
Such a sexy post; I started my site as a place to dump my erotica but it has evolved into more than that where I contribute to memes and write reviews. I too have been on an exploratory journey with me living out many of my BDSM and kink desires
Good to hear that youve found what you were looking for
It’s funny (or ironic) that, for many of us, our original need or desire to have a website or blog changes over time…the site evolves and so do we. 🙂
It would be great to get a video of that!
And I think you’ve given him an idea…lol
I have to agree with HH, it would be wonderful to see that
/giggles Uh oh, I think I see video in my future…
First of all: Happy Birthday!
Then, yes, I totally recognize the different kinds of orgasms you have. I am the same. I squirt too and sometimes the bed just gets so incredibly wet and I wonder where all the fluid comes from. But then there are those times when I do not squirt, but still have intense orgasms. All of the orgasms are great, but I definitely like the wet ones the best 🙂
Rebel xox
Thank you!
And exactly – where DOES all that fluid come from??? Wet is best. 🙂
🙂 Sounds like you had a lot of fun. I can totally relate. I love the gushing flow too
I feel like I’ve accomplished something with gush…strange but true. 🙂
Squirting orgasms are second to none with me too, there is nothing like spraying anything that dares to get in the way lol!
I hope you are having a wonderful Birthday, and so special to be able to spend it with your Daddy! I hope you both are having a wonderful reunion time together. I’m such a fan of both your blogs… Enjoy friend! ;D
Thank you! And we’re having a mah-velous time! I’ve washed the sheets about 3 times so far. 🙂
I sometimes gush, but not often. Seems a shame we can’t choose to do it.
I agree completely!
I am told it is a very intense way of orgasming and when I told Princess, long ago, it was one of my goals to have her squirt she looked at me in disbelief.
It took me almost a year, learning and helping her to let go, to trust her body, to focus and so on it finally happened and, well, I can’t start to explain how she felt, it was awesome for us both.
Princess is so greedy 🙂 so now I am thinking I need to learn her not to squirt almost every time she orgasms…
Lovely writing as always, Kayla.
I’ve come (hehehe) to realize that I’m almost exclusively squirt for Daddy and not when I’m alone. It happens every once in a while, but nothing like when we’re together.
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