Like many people I had wanted to experience squirting but didn’t think it would happen and to be honest I was ok with that. In fact it would actually irritate me when, in the past, I played with guys who’s sole aim is to get me to squirt. I’d rather just have fun than be a goal that massaged their ego!
Then a few years ago when Sir and I were playing with a lovely couple the strangest thing happened, I actually squirted! The other guy had asked if I was a squirter, I said no and secretly rolled my eyes thinking ‘not another one’. He claimed he could make it happen, again ‘yeah, right’ crossed my mind. He pushed me back, gently kissed and caressed me, eventually building me up until he was furiously finger fucking me, his hand round my throat. Then I felt it, deep inside my vagina one, two then three squirts, then he stopped. I’m not sure what perplexed me more, the fact it happened, the fact I felt the squirting sensation as I don’t have much feeling inside me, I mean, I can’t feel that ‘hot splash of his seed’ that you so often hear about in erotica, or the fact he stopped what he was doing. I was on the edge of one of those really powerful orgasms I get from a good finger fucking and he stopped! I asked him why and he said ‘because you came, I know for a fact I hadn’t but I couldn’t convince him of that, other than the squirting sensation I had felt nothing! If that was the elusive squirty orgasm I had wondered about then I’d quite happily never experience it again, the box had been ticked and I could move on.
Nothing else remotely similar happened again for a long time, then I bought a magic wand. After experimenting with it for a while Sir understood what levels it needed to be on to get different reactions from me. So he turns me onto my knees near the edge of the bed, hands tied behind me, face buried in the covers to muffle the impending screams, after several smaller orgasms he held the wand painfully against my clit, I was completely powerless to stop it, relentlessly held in place until an explosive, all-encompassing orgasm took over me leaving me shaking and weak. However, one thing brought me back to my senses earlier than normal. I heard a wet splatting sound. Confused I turned as best I could and looked quizzically at Sir who had a bemused quizzical look on his face too. There he was standing on a soaking wet carpet with what I can only describe as slightly thicker, milky coloured water dripping from his thighs.
Since that moment it has happened on very rare occasions and those occasions have only ever involved the magic wand and forced orgasms. I don’t get any additional sensation with it compared to any other orgasm. Orgasms with the wand are powerful anyway but I’ve had non-squirty orgasms with it too and there just isn’t any difference between the two, other than having to change the sheets and towels afterwards!
I have been with a female partner who squirted as she came. Whilst, as always, it’s wonderful to watch a partner orgasm, the actual squirting did nothing for me whatsoever. I’m not against it and I wouldn’t recoil from it it’s just not something that turns me on.
So, I think we can conclude, whilst any orgasms are fun and exciting, squirting just doesn’t add anything for me, be it with another partner or myself.
Michelle
If the cock is big enough and he knows how to massage the G-spot, it’s a done deal. Squirt, squirt, squirt.
Molly
I am the same with Doxy, there is something about the overwhelming sensation that causes me to squirt but I much prefer the pulsing type of orgasms I have
Mollyx
Sweeten Dirty
I have squirted several times without orgasm. That is terrible that that guy assumed that you did orgasm. I am a squirter, but I also do an internal eye roll when someone claims that they can make me squirt. Lovely post, thank you for sharing.
Jo
Oh my god – I am aggravated to no end that a male partner TOLD you that “you came” without actually checking in with you. Just… fucking ugh.
Kayla Lords
The magic wand is the only thing guaranteed to make me squirt…and I am LOVING the position you described (I may have to show this to JB, lol). Any other time, squirting is a hit or miss thing. I feel pretty deep sensations when I squirt but sometimes it’s more annoying than exciting because I know I’m either sleeping in a puddle or changing sheets. So yeah, I squirt, but it’s not something I chase, either. I just want whatever pleasure we find together. Although, I *am* slightly amused and impressed when the volume of liquid is pretty high, lol.
Mrs Fever
“Not another one.”
Your eye-rolling internal dialogue made me smile.
I’m not a squirter, but I’ve had men approach the topic with me in guaranteed-to-piss-me-off ways. As though squirting is some kind of pinnacle of sexual achievement (I really don’t think it is; many women I know who do squirt don’t love it, and I know full well that squirting does NOT equal orgasm, as you so well described) and that HE is going to be The One To Get Me There.
Um, NOPE. You’re not only NOT going to get me there, dude, but you aren’t even going to have an icicle’s chance in hell of trying. B-bye!
[insert eyeroll of my own, here]
Thanks for writing so honestly. Great post.
Amor
Thank you for that description! I really wanted to know about that and your description was very honest and interesting.