It was our first time hooking up. I hadn’t told him I was a squirter, but I did warn him I could be loud and that I liked it rough. He had made some big promises about fucking my brains out, giving it to me rough and making me cum over and over again.
When we got down to it, he didn’t disappoint. His cock was big and thick, stretching me out and making me moan as he pounded into me. Holding my legs in the air, he fucked me rough. I started to shake all over, moaning loud and almost screaming, as he fucked me closer and closer to cumming. I begged him to keep going, to give me more, to pound me harder, and he did.
I arched my back and straightened my legs high in the air, cumming hard. As I came, I could feel my pussy gripping him. Then, he pulled out and I felt my cum squirting out of me. I was gushing. He thrust back in, pumping me a few more times, and I kept cumming while continuing to squirt.
Over and over again, he thrust into me and watched the powerful spray shoot out of me. I soaked him entirely, and his sheets, but he didn’t seem to mind. Still, he kept making me cum hard and squirt powerfully. My squirting had been a surprise, but he seemed to like it.