Female Ejaculation: How One Explosive Moment Completely Changed My Sex Life
I’ve had amazing sex. No! That’s a gross understatement. I’ve had mind-blowing sex. The kind of sex that causes you to rethink your entire life. The kind of sex that bonds you to a man. The kind of sex that lends itself down a dark path of being addicted to high-quality dick. However, nothing could prepare me for the kind of sex that led to me squirting, and the intense feeling of euphoria that washed over my body afterward. In fact, it wasn’t until several years into our relationship that my lover caused me to squirt and I had no idea what I had missed in my sex life up until that point.
We were on my couch and I was riding him. Maybe it was because I was going through a stressful time. Maybe it was the fact that I missed him so much. Maybe it was the fact that for once, I got out of my head, and actually focused on how mind-blowing our connection was. Together we had achieved the necessary, perhaps aptly described, precarious alchemy, for me to attain female ejaculation, or in layman’s terms, SQUIRTING.
Up until that point, I never really understood what squirting was all about. I thought maybe it might just be a case of leaking urine, during sex. I can’t remember the exact combination of what led to the momentous occasion but I do remember that I was overwhelmed with the feeling of pure ecstasy. I felt amazing and my lover, at the time, felt truly accomplished and fully responsible for aiding me in actualizing sexual nirvana.
Once we hit that milestone together, I continued to squirt every time that we had sex. It was a unique combination of clitoral stimulation and pressure, that led to my juices flowing out of me like a river, and then cascading down on to him. It was most definitely a euphoric release, manifested in actual physical form. For me it was a really intense orgasm and I loved the way my man used his dick to hit my pussy and splash my fluids all around in the exact moment that I was squirting.
In addition to squirting every single time we had sex, I even made myself do it when I was masturbating alone with my toys. In my experience, I discovered that squiriting really began in my head. I had to be truly relaxed and fully invested in the moment. I needed to be fully committed to getting off and allowing myself to be completely turned on. Foreplay was essential. Being sopping wet was essential. To be in a position where you are practically begging for sex, is absolutely ideal.
The combination of having my clitioris stimulated and my G-spot hit, is the jackpot for me. Once I feel the rush of an orgasm about to overtake me, I push out my pelvic floor muscles, instead of instinctively trying to tighten them. Before I know it, I’ve released all my juices and I’m basking in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.
It took a long time for me to squirt, but once I started, it truly has become the apex of all my orgasms. Today, take the oath to make a woman squirt:)
