Squirting, Gushing, Flooding

on my back
my legs spread 

his finger in my pussy 

his lips on my nipples 

he fingers me  

he's talking

it's building 

he's talking 

more talking 

more building

it's coming

release

I can feel 

my insides pulsing 

it's cuming 

he's talking 

he's moving 

I'm cuming

But I don't just cum 

I squirt all over his hands 

all over my thighs 

dripping down my buttock 

drenching the bed

He suckles 

he talks 

but he doesn't stop 

moving his fingers  

I'm panting 

it's rising

He keeps fingering 

it's building again 

instead of moaning 

and groaning 

it's guttural 

it's deep 

and the pulses 

they pulled from deeper inside of me 

I keep cuming and rolling and squirting 

I can feel the moisture 

it's making noise now 

I squirt again 

and he still doesn't stop 

he suckles the other nipple 

tugs on it 

bites it 

and fingers

I can feel the deeper orgasm pulling 

he's actually PULLING them from 

deep in my belly 

and I come 

and I squirts 

and I grunt 

and I cry.

I lay 

completely spent 

with my eyes closed 

my mouth so dry 

my body soaked 

he finally withdraws his fingers 

and they just slipped right out 

as if they've been greased

"look at me little girl." he says 

and I comply immediately

opening my eyes 

looking up into his dark piercing eyes 

he takes his hand 

that's now sitting on my mons 

and spanks hard on my pussy

I hear a splashing sound 

and I can feel liquid splash 

onto my legs

it's so humiliating  

and arousing 

and mortifying 

and intoxicating. 

He spanks my pussy hard 

each strike landing 

on my clit 

and I cum 

with him looking into my eyes 

a clitoral cum that has me vibrating

"when did you learn to play my body like a fiddle?"

I ask 
looking at me, he chuckles

"Oh, when you were 18."