An awesome Sunday [m]orning massage session with a new mature [f]riend who squirts...and squirts... | 2016

I'd met her for a drink after she answered my ad, which offered a frisky sensual massage to a curvy, mature woman. She had said she fit that description, and happened to have a massage fantasy she was dying to fulfill. In it her masseuse would go above and beyond the usual body rub, with hands going to places they shouldn't strictly go. She also mentioned that she would squirt if the masseuse happened to rub her g-spot. To say that I was excited to get her reply is an understatement. In fact, this was the exact reply I was hoping for. We exchanged body pics, but she wouldn't go much further to verify she was real on account of her being married and needing to be discreet. I have gotten pretty good at sniffing out a fake, and she seemed like the real deal; she seemed worth having a drink with at the very least. Via e-mail, our conversation was easy and natural, open-minded, intelligent...we actually had things in common! I had a very good feeling about this one, and upon meeting up for said drink, and following the drink with a solid half hour of making out and heavy petting like high school kids, my instincts were spot on. Not only was she real, she was also incredibly hot, with a strong sensuality, and a body and pretty face that were many years younger than her stated late 40's age. She truly looked ageless...I couldn't have possibly guessed her age, and if I'd tried, I'd have been way off. I was looking forward to giving her that massage.

I had her to my apartment two days later, on a warm summer Sunday morning. She said after we'd already been all over each other, it might be tough to maintain her original fantasy of having a "vanilla" massage turn dirty. I told her I could be trusted to take my time and bring it to life slowly, just like she'd imagined, if she could. I had her make herself comfortable in my room, disrobe, lay on my bed with a towel covering her ass, and prepare for my hands. I cracked open the coconut oil and got to work. Her body is incredible! She is truly curvy...her body defines that word. It's beautifully feminine, soft, and full to overflowing in the places I enjoy most...large, full breasts and a round, shapely, firm ass. Heaven. I took my time rubbing everywhere a good masseuse should, taking pleasure in slowly rubbing her soft sexy feet and legs. As I got back to her lower back, I rubbed along her panty line and dipped a finger just under the waste band while I rubbed her thighs. I could feel her heat building, see her hips rocking as I rubbed. Her legs spread, and my hands followed by going further under her sexy pink panties, grabbing handfuls of her ass while my other hand slowly rubbed her inner thighs and grazed her pussy over the panties. Finally, I could take it no more, and I pulled them to the side and slid a finger up and down her gorgeous pink pussy to rub her clit and feel her wetness, then slip a finger inside her...then a second. I finger-fucked her warm wet pussy while applying pressure to her lower back. She began to moan her approval thoroughly and soaked her panties and my bed, so I finally dispatched with the towel and her panties.

As she lay still on her stomach, I gave in to my temptation and licked from her toes up to her ass before spreading her cheeks apart and eating her asshole. After a minute of that, I really wanted her pussy. I wanted to make her squirt more. I helped her flip over and played with her perfect, tanlined tits. I sucked, licked, rubbed, nibbled, and sucked more before kissing my way down her stomach, down her hips, down her legs, then back up to tease her pussy with my tongue before diving in fully. I worked her clit with my lips and tongue and made her writhe against it, her public hair tickling my shaved face, her juices lubricating the action as she came. After giving her maximum oral enjoyment, she got up and bent over, presenting her ass to me. I put on a condom, and in front of the naked window that my neighbors could easily see into on their way home from church on this lovely Sunday morning, I slide my cock into her soaking wet, tight pussy. I spanked a few red handprints into her gorgeous ass as I took my time, enjoying every thrust until I couldn't hold out anymore and filled the condom deep inside of her.

We collapsed on the bed, out of breathe, holding hands, heads swimming with endorphins as pleasure centers fired non-stop in our brains. Some light talking, thanking each other, and basking in positive energy followed immediately. I knew this was just the beginning. More kissing and touching and gentle stroking of each other's bodies followed not long afterwards, signalling a start to round two.

After how amazing it felt to fuck her, and how hot it was to make her cum, I knew it wouldn't be long before we went at it again. Round two is a haze in my memory. There were hugs and kisses, and lots of talking, which lead to more hands and kissing. I just remember being so completely turned on by the entire situation, by her body, by her raw sexual energy and our mutual desire. I know I played with her body more...I so enjoyed her breasts and legs. My hands played there a lot, and those tan lines framed her perfect nipples so beautifully that I had to have them in my mouth more. I used my fingers to make her squirt, and I knew I needed to be inside her again. I recall round two escalating to penetration more quickly. I was rock hard again fast, and this time I wanted to see her pretty face and look her in the eyes as I slid in and out of her.

I put her on her back, legs over my shoulders, and eased my protected dick deep inside her tight wet cunt. My attention was torn between her sexy gasping and moaning, her face contorted with agony of pure pleasure, and her large breasts bouncing up towards her face with every thrust. My hands and eyes went everywhere, not wanting to miss any of the amazing sights I was being treated to. But I also looked her dead in the eye at times, and her clear blue eyes sent the sexiest signals to me of all. She was enjoying this deeply, truly, and what her moans and noises and little stilted words like "fuck me...mmmm yeah, fuck that pussy" didn't communicate, her eyes did. This wasn't an act, or a put-on, or an ego stroke...this was real.

The excitement of realizing this mixed with how I couldn't get enough of her body finally caused me to cum deep inside her yet again. I came just as hard the second time as I had the first. I cleaned up, and we lay back on the bed, somewhat avoiding the moderately-sized wet spots from rounds one and two. I felt like I'd been cumming all morning. My head was foggy, my body was tired and sweating, despite the air conditioner blowing right on us. We hugged and kissed and cuddled a bit more, talking, and just enjoying the moment...which seemed to have been taking the entire morning, thankfully; one long, non-stop sexy moment of fantasies realized and needs fulfilled. I very slowly stroked her back and legs as we talked more. Then she turned on her side and invited me to sort of spoon her, which I did. The air conditioner was strong, and the room was getting cold, anyway. But I love the spooning position. I got to hold her with one arm, and lazily stroke and grab her breasts with the other. She lazily grabbed back at my mostly flaccid cock, and my hand went from her breasts down her body to her pussy. She was still wet. She didn't stop me from touching her there again...she just moaned her approval, and round three was underway.

I began rubbing her clit from behind, and then inserted two fingers. As I pushed them deep inside of her to try to give her a g-spot orgasm, she told me not to go so deep. She is blessed with with a shallow g-spot! With my fingers only halfway inside of her, her moaning got louder and I felt the gush run from between her legs to the bed. This was a bigger squirt than she'd had before. I told her how hot this was, and I didn't stop, and neither did she. After her next gush, I pulled my fingers out and rubbed her clit gently, then spanked it with my fingers in a somewhat rapid slapping motion. Almost instantly it felt and sounded like I was slapping a puddle, and I felt the spray from her squirt hit my leg and crotch and sheets. The quantity of liquid coming out of her increased, as did her moaning. She put one of her legs over mine, giving me more access and putting her more in a half-laying on me position, which was hot. I began alternating between rubbing and slapping her clit, and each time I'd slap it a bigger squirt would come out of her tight little hole and onto my cock and balls and leg, which she would sometimes stroke while I was stroking her. I'd give her a break for 30 seconds to a minute, and then insert my fingers back inside her to give her another g-spot squirting orgasm, fighting to keep my fingers inside her as her pussy clenched and expelled them along with her juices. This went on for a length of time that felt like forever and yet not long enough, but it was likely 20-30 minutes. The puddle on the bed beneath us, forming on my waterproof mattress cover, reached all the way up to my shoulders as I held her with one arm and made her cum over and over with the other. We were both covered in and laying in her glorious pussy squirt, and the feeling of basking in the physical results of pure pleasure was one I will never forget, and hope to feel much more in the future.

Finally, after having her hunger for pleasure at least temporarily sated, she took to returning the favor. She skilfully got on top of me and sucked my hard-again cock into her mouth, taking me all the way down her throat. She lovingly used her mouth, looking up at me to make eye contact, making sure I was enjoying her talents. I was, and I did. She'd alternate using her hand and mouth, and varying speeds until an increase in speed and pressure finally pushed me over the edge and I gave her my third load of cum in 2 hours. At that moment, there were not two more pleased and pleasured people on the planet. The first of hopefully many more adventures...