Chapter 44: We’ve Got Ourselves A Squirter
At that very moment, David was completely surprised by her sudden burst of confidence. For a split second, his mind went blank.
’She’s actually taking the initiative...’ Every instinct told him to react, but he knew this wasn’t the moment to overthink things.
’Don’t mess this up. You’ve worked too hard to get here.’ All he had to do was let the moment unfold naturally.
So he answered, "Yeah... that’s my school. I graduated from there."
"And since mine... I am..." he began, only for her eyes to widen slightly.
"Really?" she asked, sounding genuinely surprised.
Before he could continue, she closed the distance between them once again. Her lips met his without warning, silencing whatever he had been about to say.
The kiss lingered for several long moments before she slowly pulled away, though she never truly created much distance between them. Their faces remained only inches apart, their breaths quietly mingling.
"I don’t understand why," she admitted softly, almost as if she were confessing something to herself rather than to him. Her voice carried a hint of confusion, mixed with quiet frustration.
"I... I just have this weird craving for you."
She lowered her gaze for a moment before whispering, "I’m not like this..."
"Me too," David replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
His hands remained firmly on her breasts, holding her close as neither of them seemed willing to let go. The room felt strangely quiet around them, as though everything beyond those few feet had simply faded away.
She couldn’t even bring herself to look him in the eyes anymore. Instead, her attention remained fixed on his lips, almost absentmindedly. It was as though every attempt to meet his gaze only made the strange feelings inside her grow stronger.
’Why can’t I stop thinking about kissing him?’
"Okay..." she finally whispered after a long silence. "Come with me."
Without waiting for an answer, she reached forward, grabbing the front of his shirt before gently tugging him along. David followed without the slightest resistance, allowing himself to be led wherever she wanted.
Neither of them spoke another word as they made their way into the gym’s ladies washing room, the silence between them somehow saying more than words ever could.
The door had barely closed behind them before she turned around. Without hesitation, she stepped back into his space and locked lips with him once again.
The kiss was immediate, desperate, almost as though she had been holding herself back for far too long. As she continued kissing him, she slowly guided him backward, one careful step after another.
Eventually, David’s back met the wall behind him. He stopped moving, letting himself be pinned there as she continued kissing him, refusing to break the connection between their lips for even a second.
As stated before, David was no chump. Even as she pushed him back against the wall and boldly took the initiative, he wasn’t about to remain completely passive.
’She’s leading... but that doesn’t mean I can’t respond.’ A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as his hand began to move with quiet confidence.
His palm slid down until it came to rest against the soft curve of her full ass. His fingers gently molded and squeezed the plush flesh beneath them, earning an immediate reaction.
Almost instinctively, she pressed herself even closer, closing what little space still existed between their bodies. Her supple breasts flattened against his chest, and he could feel their warmth and softness through the thin fabric of her bra. There was barely anything separating them now.
’I don’t just want to feel them... I want to see them.’
His hands slowly left her hips and found the lower hem of her thin bra. Without rushing, he carefully lifted the fabric upward in one smooth, deliberate motion.
The moment the bra cleared them, her large, supple breasts spilled free, settling naturally before him. For a brief moment, David simply stared.
Their large pink areolas immediately caught his attention. They looked almost mesmerizing, full and perky, rising and falling gently with every increasingly unsteady breath she took.
Unable to help himself, he pulled back from the kiss just enough to admire them properly.
"Hello again," he said with a grin.
A soft laugh escaped her lips. The tension that had built between them briefly gave way to a warm smile as she shook her head ever so slightly. Still, the pause didn’t last long. She leaned forward once more, trying to capture his lips again.
David kissed her back, but only for a few fleeting moments before slowly pulling away. He lifted one finger and gently traced it across her lips, watching the subtle shiver that followed. Her eyes remained fixed on him, anticipation quietly building between them.
Then his mouth began to wander.
Starting at her jaw, he placed slow, lingering kisses along her skin. Each kiss was gentle and deliberate, as though he wanted to savor every inch of her.
He continued downward to her neck, where quiet, breathy moans began slipping from her lips. The sounds grew softer... then deeper... as he continued lower, refusing to rush, until his mouth finally reached her breast.
At first, he merely extended his tongue, slowly circling her nipple in lazy, unhurried motions. The teasing pace made her breathing grow heavier with every passing second. Her chest rose and fell more noticeably now, each breath a little less controlled than the last.
He lingered there, continuing the slow circles until he finally parted his lips and drew her nipple fully into his mouth, giving it a long, deep suck.
The instant he did, he felt it.
A warm stream of breast milk immediately flowed into his mouth.
Her body trembled, and a loud, helpless moan tore free from her lips, echoing through the otherwise silent room.
Mmmh~♡
He was met with an endless stream of sweetness spilling into his mouth as he continued suckling continuously, almost like a newborn feeding. He didn’t rush. He simply maintained the steady rhythm, swallowing again and again as the flow continued, savoring every moment instead of hurrying through it.
Above him, one of her hands slowly slipped behind his head, gently cradling it. Her fingers lazily stroked the back of his hair, encouraging him to continue. Her cheeks were deeply flushed, her breathing uneven as she looked down at him with half-lidded eyes.
"Yes... yes..." she murmured over and over, her trembling voice barely louder than a whisper.
She could already feel a growing warmth between her legs, the sensation becoming harder and harder to ignore. Every slow movement seemed to draw another quiet gasp from her lips, making it increasingly difficult to hold herself together.
One of David’s hands remained wrapped around her breast, gently squeezing it as he continued drinking every drop of her milk. His other hand stayed firmly on her ass, greedily kneading the soft flesh beneath his palm. Every touch seemed perfectly timed, keeping her completely immersed in the overwhelming sensations.
She instinctively lifted one hand to cover her mouth, desperately trying to muffle the helpless moans escaping between her fingers. Her breathing had become ragged now, each inhale noticeably shakier than the last, while her knees threatened to give out beneath her.
Almost absentmindedly, her other hand drifted downward until it reached the noticeable bulge beneath David’s clothes. Her fingers slowly wrapped around it before beginning a gentle back-and-forth motion, softly stroking him while her own body continued trembling uncontrollably.
She barely realized what she was doing anymore.
The pleasure had become so overwhelming that everything else faded into the background. Her strokes remained slow and instinctive as another powerful wave surged through her.
Without warning, her entire body shuddered.
A violent tremble spread from head to toe, causing her legs to shake so badly she could hardly remain standing.
Then finally—
With a loud, uncontrollable moan, every ounce of tension inside her snapped.
Her body went limp as the climax crashed over her.
Squirt~♡!
David slowly opened his eyes just in time to witness the aftermath.
’Ohhh...we’ve got ourselves a squirter.’
The center of her gym leggings had become completely soaked with her wetness.
She had climaxed.
For several long moments, neither of them spoke.
She slowly pulled away, taking deep, shaky breaths as she struggled to steady herself.
Her eyes were unfocused, still clouded by the intensity of what she had just experienced. Even standing seemed to require effort now.
With trembling hands, she gently cupped David’s jaw, holding his face between her palms. She leaned forward and brushed her lips teasingly against his, lingering there for only a heartbeat before pulling back once more.
Still panting heavily, she searched his eyes.
"David..."
She swallowed hard, her voice breaking under the weight of everything she was feeling.
"Please...Please... just fuck me."
