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Eloise and Guillaume
My initiation as a fountain woman
I had met Guillaume 3 days before. He was a little older than me. We had flirted the day we first met.
He seemed very tidy and well-behaved. I didn't have any particular expectations when I accepted the first date.
I sensed his boldness when he kissed me. Then I clearly felt his virility when he began to embrace and caress me through my clothes.
Forced to separate by the curfew imposed by Covid, we had agreed to meet again.
I pick him up by car after work. As the days get longer, we settle down on the shores of the lake, away from the walkers who are enjoying the first warmer days.
I've planned a blanket for us to sit on and contemplate the lake.
The lingering kisses give way to caresses. At first demure, his hand finds its way under my jacket, my sweater, then my blouse. Guillaume revels in the curve of my breasts beneath his palms.
I ask him to get behind me and massage my shoulders. Kneeling behind me, he complies.
I discreetly reach behind my back and caress his crotch through his jeans. I feel him get an erection and he doesn't stop.
By paying attention to our surroundings, her hands become bolder.
He whispers in my ear that he wants to kiss me. Since our surroundings don't allow it, my excitement only intensifies. I then mechanically spread my thighs. He reaches in front and dares to slip his hand under my leggings.
Without any gentleness, he penetrates me with his fingers. No one is around, time is running out. Then his movements become urgent, determined. He holds me. In my ear, he orders me to let go.
The effect is incredible, powerful, and immediate.
Then came a huge explosion and I felt a warm liquid flow abundantly from my penis. I had never felt anything like it before.
Incredulous, I wonder what's happening to me.
He told me: go ahead and squirt!
I then realize that I am melting with pleasure facing the lake.
Several hot jets in an orgasm unlike any I had experienced before: deep, muffled, and brilliantly powerful.
Submitting to his commands, his mouth whispering these orders in my ear, I discovered myself to be a fountain.
At that precise moment, I belonged to him. Body and soul. For this life and the next.
I had met Guillaume 3 days before. He was a little older than me. We had flirted the day we first met.
He seemed very tidy and well-behaved. I didn't have any particular expectations when I accepted the first date.
I sensed his boldness when he kissed me. Then I clearly felt his virility when he began to embrace and caress me through my clothes.
Forced to separate by the curfew imposed by Covid, we had agreed to meet again.
I pick him up by car after work. As the days get longer, we settle down on the shores of the lake, away from the walkers who are enjoying the first warmer days.
I've planned a blanket for us to sit on and contemplate the lake.
The lingering kisses give way to caresses. At first demure, his hand finds its way under my jacket, my sweater, then my blouse. Guillaume revels in the curve of my breasts beneath his palms.
I ask him to get behind me and massage my shoulders. Kneeling behind me, he complies.
I discreetly reach behind my back and caress his crotch through his jeans. I feel him get an erection and he doesn't stop.
By paying attention to our surroundings, her hands become bolder.
He whispers in my ear that he wants to kiss me. Since our surroundings don't allow it, my excitement only intensifies. I then mechanically spread my thighs. He reaches in front and dares to slip his hand under my leggings.
Without any gentleness, he penetrates me with his fingers. No one is around, time is running out. Then his movements become urgent, determined. He holds me. In my ear, he orders me to let go.
The effect is incredible, powerful, and immediate.
Then came a huge explosion and I felt a warm liquid flow abundantly from my penis. I had never felt anything like it before.
Incredulous, I wonder what's happening to me.
He told me: go ahead and squirt!
I then realize that I am melting with pleasure facing the lake.
Several hot jets in an orgasm unlike any I had experienced before: deep, muffled, and brilliantly powerful.
Submitting to his commands, his mouth whispering these orders in my ear, I discovered myself to be a fountain.
At that precise moment, I belonged to him. Body and soul. For this life and the next.
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