My darling friend Jen sought out my advice on a topic close to my heart: gushing. In fact, she wanted more than advice. She wanted a demonstration. How could I possibly refuse?
I ordered for Jen the same sorts of toys that had helped me learn to gush. I got her a high-quality silicone g-spot dildo, a simple yet powerful vibe, and some super-slippery lube. I had them shipped to her house.
The next night, Jen arrived at my house wearing a pretty summer dress and little else, as I found out immediately after the door closed. My hands involuntarily ran down the sweet curves of her back and ass as she leaned into me. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted to play with you?" she murmured.
We raced to my bedroom, where I'd laid out some of my own toys and a pile of towels. We kissed and let our hands wander freely over each other. After a moment, Jen pushed me back on the bed and ran her hands up under the top I was wearing. "Lie back. I want to lick you."
I cannot adequately describe how heavenly her soft lips felt on my body. As I grabbed her hair and pulled her closer, I thought of how many times I'd fantasized over the years about her doing just exactly this. I came on her tongue so quickly; she kept right on licking me through the orgasm. "Put your finger in me," I moaned. "Curve it up, toward my stomach." She did, but her touch was too delicate. "Harder, baby, harder... oh fuck!"
She'd found the spot. I heard her moan deeply as my copious fluids spurted out over and over, running like a river down my pussy and over her chin.
Presently she slid up next to me. "That was amazing," she said. "But when my boyfriend does the same kind of things to me, I don't gush! How come? What are we doing wrong?"
"Nothing at all! It just takes practice." I let my hand trail down her body. "You'll feel at first like you really have to pee. If you can get past that feeling without worrying about peeing, you'll be very close to gushing."
"I don't want to pee all over your bed!"
"You won't, you goof! Your body doesn't know what to make of the feeling, so it tells you that you have to pee even when you really don't."
She went to the bathroom to make sure her bladder was empty. As she returned, I was laying out fresh towels for her. "See? Bed's protected." I pushed her back gently. "Shut your eyes and don't worry about a thing." Between kisses, I told her that I was going to give her some smaller orgasms, just as a warm-up. I grabbed her shiny new vibe and ran it down her slit.
She moaned and began grinding against the vibe as I circled it around her clit and sucked on her nipples. "Good girl," I praised her, pulling the vibe away. "I want to taste you now."
She was so sweet. I ran my tongue across her pussy, dipping into her vagina, and pressing around her clit. She moaned more each time I hit her sensitive spots. Then I slid up next to her and pushed two fingers into her slippery pussy, curling them toward her belly and stroking firmly. I added my thumb to her clit, rubbing circles over its slippery surface. "Tell me when you feel like you are going to pee, ok?"
She couldn't speak. I knew I'd found the right spot when her hips lifted off the bed and she clutched my hand. "Stop. That's it!"
I eased the pressure off her g-spot. "Good job, baby. Now, let's try something else." I handed her the vibe and directed her to use it on her clit. I squeezed a dollop of lube onto her pretty, purple dildo and pushed it into her. "I'm going to fuck you with this while you work your clit, baby. I'm not going to stop, even if you feel like you are going to pee. Is that ok?"
She groaned and shook her head yes. "Now listen; this part is important. When you get that feeling like you are going to pee, push down, like you want to push the toy out. That'll help you gush."
Her pussy sloshed with wetness. I couldn't take my eyes off her arching body and her hungry little pussy. Even if she didn't gush, she was going to have an amazing orgasm.
Jen pushed her lips against mine. "I'm so close!"
"Push down," I reminded her. "Let it all out." She was panting heavily. I could feel her pussy pushing against the toy as she tried to follow my directions--and then with a monstrous groan, her body convulsed. She shrieked as the fluid poured out of her, soaking my hand and the towels underneath her.
Moments later, Jen pushed my hand away with a whimper and murmurs of thanks. "Did you like that?" She nodded, unable to speak. "Good. After you rest for a minute, go use the bathroom again, just to convince yourself that you didn't pee, ok?"
She came back to bed a few minutes later and curled beside me again. "That was awesome. I think I've got the hang of it, but I might need one more lesson to be completely sure."
I thought about taking a rain check until another night, but I couldn't do that. What kind of teacher would I be if I didn't continue to teach such a wonderfully enthusiastic student?
The New Intimacy