Erotic Stories #10: The Man In Sweatpants
Erotic Stories combines written storytelling, narrated video, and social discovery. Each week we will publish curated stories authored by real content creators from CAM4.
The Man In Sweatpants
by crystalspringss
My wildest fantasy was to squirt with abandon and passion—an ability I could only accomplish in solitude. As a software designer, working day and night in bustling New York City, my off-hours were spent at home, sequestered away from dating, preferring instead to lose myself in video games and porn.
But don’t be fooled: I’m a sight to behold with round, perky breasts, full hips, a small waist, and long black hair that lands me comparisons to a young Angelina Jolie. Fellas recognize it too; they flock after me, but when I realized they couldn’t help me reach my most deeply desired orgasmic pleasure—of squirting all over their face—the thrill evaporated. Sex held no purpose without it.
To this end, I resorted to using whatever tools I had to achieve my ultimate climax: dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, anything really—all at once for maximal enjoyment and an epic show of gushing ejaculation. I had given up all hopes of ever finding my dream squirt-inducing guy until I walked into the coffee shop one night, desperate for a jolt of energy to help me break away from work.
When my gaze met him across the room, I could feel an electric current run through me. His cool confidence radiated throughout the cafe, and I could sense he was everything I wanted. As he turned and gave me a hard stare, I knew this man was filled with big dick energy. His sweatpants outlined a thick, long cock, already bulging while not even hard (we were in public after all), and my eyes widened as a wave of desire rolled over me. I blushed when I remembered that beneath my peacoat was only a mid-length skirt—no panties—something I’d hastily thrown on to brave the cold outside my apartment building, where I usually stayed. Naked.
He walked up to me without hesitation and introduced himself. Over coffee we talked for hours, and I felt a sort of sexual tension. My pussy was dripping wet. He took my hand, and together we strolled out into the cool September air, walking hand-in-hand through Central Park at midnight.
We found a secluded grove of trees, and he shucked off his sweatpants, exposing his glorious cock. It was hard, quivering with desire. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. He looked at me and saw the hunger in my eyes. With an almost inhuman force of will, he pulled me close and pushed himself deep inside me.
The intense pleasure sent waves shivering through my body as moans escaped from both our lips. His cock hit some part of me that had never been touched before; a wave of pleasure crashed over me, and I said again, “I want you to fuck me until I squirt all over you.”
He got even harder and somehow managed to thrust even deeper into me. He kneeled down on the leafy forest floor once more and began jerking his cock. Precum beaded on the tip of his dick. “I’m going to make you squirt,” he said, taking my pussy into his mouth again. His expert tongue was no match for my wetness, and I was soon overcome with pleasure. I had never felt such exquisite pleasure before, and as my orgasm neared, I knew I had to do something. I felt a powerful urge to squirt all over his face… And so I did.
It was a moment of pure bliss and ecstasy, as I surrendered to my own body’s desires. Finally, I met the guy who could make me squirt. I squirted long and hard and rubbed my clit while I did it. The sensation of my orgasm was beyond anything else I had experienced before, and it was amplified by the feeling of my warm liquid cascading down his face.
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