Gusher

They’re one in a million. Okay, maybe not one in a million, but few
and far between.

Women who spurt, I mean really spurt when they come. Oh yeah, you
might be going down on a woman and have her dribble a little bit, but
someone who really gushes, that’s rare. And really damn sexy.

Emmy was the first woman I slept with who did that. I was licking her
cunt, fingering her with three fingers. She was really wet, and making
so much noise I was sure to hear about it from the neighbors tomorrow.
Her pussy juices were kind of sticky, and it made sloshing sounds when
I pushed my fingers in and out.

I sucked her clit between my lips, tugging at it, running my teeth over
it. Emmy squealed, I felt her clit throbbing, her pussy grabbing at my
fingers, and then there was this warm rush of fluid all over my face.
It came in spurts, just like cum, but stickier and clear. I lapped at
her slit eagerly, tasting the flow of juices as they poured onto my
tongue. I licked and licked as Emmy gyrated her hips, her cunt
squeezing open and shut, over and over.

“God,” I panted when she was done. “What was that?”

Emmy blushed. “It happens when I come.”

“It’s fucking hot,” I said, and sat up so she could see my raging cock.
It was so hard it was throbbing in the air, and pre-cum was dripping
thickly from the head. I slid my cock into her cunt, now wetter than
any other cunt I’d ever fucked, and pounded away, coming almost
instantly.

But the problem was, I couldn’t just ask a woman if she was a gusher.
And it wasn’t like sex wasn’t fun with women who weren’t. But I just
loved the taste of women who were. That wet feeling on my mouth never
failed to make my dick throb harder than usual.

Jeanine, who was a friend of mine, and I were talking about it, and I
confessed that I loved it. “I’m a gusher,” she said.

My dick stood instantly at attention. “Want a taste?” she offered. I
nodded dumbly. Jeanine and I had always been just friends, but this
was too good an opportunity to pass up.

I knelt in front of her and she straddled my face, pressing her pussy
down on my mouth. I licked her slit eagerly as she fingered her own
clit. She dripped wetly into my mouth, riding my face, stroking her
cunt along my face, rubbing her clit over my nose. “It’s coming, it’s
coming,” she said. I leaned my head back and opened my mouth.
Jeanine’s pussy clenched, and then I watched as the clear fluid came
pouring out of her cunt. She gushed down my mouth, still rubbing her
clit. I swallowed quickly and then licked her dry.

“Nice?” she asked. I nodded. “Anytime you want a drink, you let me
know.”

I nodded again and smiled.