First Time Squirting

After I got divorced, I spent a lot of time time trying to fill the (now very present) voids in my life. I did this by becoming very sexually active. I have always been naturally horny, so this was not a stretch to now openly find men to quench this thirst.

I met older men, younger men, white men and black men. All different and mostly all good in their own like. Some average sized, some small, some big. With sleeping around this much, you fully grasp it is not the size of the cock, it is more about how it is used and by whom.

Enter Morgan.

Morgan is an older black man, hung long and thick. His body appears to never have been in the gym..lol. His voice is deep. He is funny, silly, flirty. He is single and retired. I met him in a dating app and I just had a feeling.

On our first date, he had my head spinning from the get go. We met at a local Italian restaurant. As we said our hellos he says, excuse me but I am going to kiss you right now. I approved and this kiss was like a lightning bolt to my c**t. Our dinner was uncomfortably good. Sinfully open. At one point he asked me to shimmy out of my panties, which I could not do at the table. I proceeded to take them off in the bathroom and hand them to him upon my return. The night finished at his place. His bare dick pummeled my white c**t nonstop until it happened. He made my c**t squirt!!!!! I soaked his bed!!!!! He had me on my back near the side of the bed, with one leg up on his shoulder. He was pile driving into me and it was like he broke a damn open. He knew it was coming and he encouraged me to hold my orgasm until I could not control it anymore. At the perfect moment, he rammed balls deep and sent my c**t into a frenzy. He pulled out and the squirt went everywhere! I was embarrassed. I felt humiliated. I felt bad I had made this mess. Morgan’s answer, he shoved his big cock back inside of me and just kept fucking my white c**t. He made me squirt all night. He came inside of my c**t two times and in the morning he used my mouth.

I have been with Morgan more times than I care to admit. He has made me soak my car, his car, his bed, my bed, my couch, his couch…you get the point.

Never trust a book by its cover!!!

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