A Beloved Memory of Amrita, Female Ejaculation, During Sex

Hello all. I often utilize my blog to write, with each lover's permission, on the sex I'm having in real-life. I do so of course for the sultry entertainment value and also to illuminate for those who want to try this at home.... Read More.

Her name was Julie. We connected one weekend before she moved away. She told me she was very strong in her g-spot orgasms and could have them during intercourse and ejaculate. Hot. Yes, please. Our evening together was really, really good. Julie has a bombastically curved Latina body and loves giving head to a man for no other reason than, well all of it. All the little details and facets of the hard penis in her small mouth, how it moves when it tenses under the pleasure, how much pre-come flows, how the skin tastes and feels against her tongue, the balls-smell of male, the semen texture and flavor when it fills her mouth. The sounds her man makes when she does her practiced and perfected thing. God, I do miss that gorgeous profile of hers, her cute little nose, that I and others I'm sure will never forget. Everything. I remember one part of how our seduction of each other began, with Julie sitting with me on the floor, between my legs, against my chest, me leaning back on some pillows. I slowly pulled her shirt up when the moment arrived. I went slooow because I wanted to savor the anticipaiton of seeing her voluptuous bustline for the first time. Inch-by-inch till both big, delicious-looking breasts dwarfed my hands. Her head back against my shoulder. Fast forward, we moved toward the end of the evening and she climbed on top after wrapping my cock with condom.

Julie leaned forward. On top of me, her hands planted on the floor, my head between them. Her breasts begged for my touch. I helped move my cockhead into her slippery folds and she began. To thrust. My hands came up and gripped pleasantly around her breathtaking natural double-D's, supporting them against gravity, from bobbing uncomfortably via her firey-rapid pussyfuck on my erection. That fuckstyle was erotic and new for me. Julie kept her movements short. I could feel very distinctly my cockhead, fat and hard, being rubbed back and forth quickly over her corduroy-feeling, round g-spot. I'd never heard of g-spot friction -only- used for ejaculation and orgasm. Typically there's always direct pressure involved. Another discovery. Her pretty eyes were closed and she breathed well to keep herself thrusting. I tensed my dick's PC muscles to make my cockhead as big as I could, and with that she moaned a little moan.

The next thing I remember was me feasting my eyes on her ample curves, how her thighs felt grounded around mine, our smells and fuck-sounds, and Julie's laser-intent to give birth to the pleasure she knew her body could make. My lover gasped and cried out a stifled, sexy feminine tone right as her vagina shoved my cock out of her body with amazing force accompanied by a hot wet sensation spreading all over my hips and pubic mound, then down over my testicles and the cleft of my ass. She stopped her relentless fuck; of me, of her g-spot; eyelids tensed, enduring the intensity of her orgasm before exhaling and reaching down to my dick. Julie lifted up her round ass, and sunk her soaked-warm vulva and cunt back down over my member. Julie went back into position, my penis head in the right spot, then kept fucking my cock and herself. And me.

I'd read about that kind of autonomic expulsion female orgasm. It does the opposite autonomic contraction pattern of most women, which squeezes the muscles in, as if to stop the flow of urine. It was a powerful bearing down as if to give birth. What proved to me that it was autonomic was it was far too strong a pressure to be consciously produced, but I could be mistaken on that.

Anyway,

This time I wasn't going to let her get away. I gripped down harder on her big breasts and stared lust at her cute face and being, tensed my cockhead up nice and big for her, and before long, and some sweat and music-to-anyone's-ears sex-panting, her pussy blasted out again. More of her hot fluids flowed against my skin and down my ass, but this time I pushed as hard as I could up into her. Another feeling I'll never forget. God, that feeling! Our sex organs in a wrestling match. I stayed in, and I felt her first big push die down in a few seconds, followed by a second push, about half as strong as the first with more amrita squirting out of her, then a third. Again, half as strong as the second.

This was another indication to me when I thought about it later that this was autonomic nervous system-based and not consciously under her control. A woman's vagina clamps down or pushes out much harder when she comes than what she can do outside of her orgasm.

I took the reins and fucked slowly into her resting pussy. It felt like warm tea had been poured between her pelvis and mine, at the place where she sat on me. The warm felt soo good. Hotter than where our flesh rubbed together. Very intimate. Which means for me, sharing with someone something very special or private about your body or being that maybe not everyone would adore as much as you. Julie breathed and we smiled up and down into each others' faces. Then kept going. Till she was empty. Till the blasting orgasms were not so strong. I took her moment of stillness when she stopped her thrusting along with each big come to fuck up into her powerful cunt and grip her big boobs tightly at the same time, like she asked me to do (just remembered that). Julie loved the feeling of pleasure/pain with her breast play. It was the hardest I have ever squeezed a woman's breasts. That was also the night where I stopped my orgasm with come control the closest to going past the point of no return that I've ever gone. I did -not- want to stop fucking and indulging in that woman.

The erotic, the intense, the squirting-flow against me, down over me... all a part of her sexual body. As desired as her saliva that I tasted when we kissed or her sex's slippery scent.  Julie shared them all with me.

 

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