squirting can be a little embarrassing when it shoots out when you least expect it, especially when it goes straight on your boyfriend's face, but to your surprise, when you opened your eyes, there he was with a blushing face with your fluids glistening on him.
he was in shock, but his body already had an effect on what he liked, and his heart was beating fast at the realization of what happened. suguru knew it was normal for you to squirt when you get extremely overstimulated, but on his face, it was new.
this was a new kink of his now; he wanted your fluids all on his face, sprayed out and dripping off of it. that’s how he knew you were feeling good from the pleasure that was pouring down on your body. the fact that you didn’t hesitate for a moment and just did it just proved that you felt good.
this was better than you trying to hold it in to prove to yourself that you weren’t feeling as good as your body claimed; both your bodies reacted before you could. when you thought it was embarrassing that you squirted on your boyfriend's face, he convinced you that it wasn’t and tried to get you to do it more.
“come on baby. i like it.” pushing his fingers deep inside of you, trying to get you as riled up as possible. it was like your body was talking to him whenever he did something to you, letting him know to keep doing it so that he could experience the pleasure of having you dripping all over his face again.
once you squirted, you didn’t stop. it kept going; that’s what reeled him into wanting more out of you, and for you not to be shy about holding yourself back. every time you deemed something “embarrassing” during sex, the whole mood would shift, and suguru would have to comfort you, telling you what happened was normal.
in this particular case, he couldn’t. he couldn’t stop everything and wipe his face from the beautiful fluid you left to slide down onto his face; he just told you to suck it up so that he could soak in this beautiful glory for a few
more mintues before fucking you again, hoping to make you squirt.
there was no better feeling than him pushing himself deep inside of you and feeling you about to squirt. it was a feeling that couldn’t be put into words. it just felt very warm, and that warmness made him want to explode inside of you with no regret.
your fluid glistening on his lower half as he continues to fuck you to squeeze more out of you, suguru just couldn’t help it. everything that came out of you was special; he couldn’t help that he found everything you did attractive; that was the problem.
the way your eyes would get big whenever it happened, followed with your eyes closing shut from the after shocks of it only to have suguru fucking into you, hoping he would be able to get you to do it again. making sure he makes you feel so good that you’re squirming from a brush of his thumb over your body or a light peck to the neck.
he wanted your body to be sensitive, he needed you to squirt on him, show how much you loved him, so that he could drown in between your thighs or cover it up so that he could feel the warm sensation hit his hand while your eyes widened.
or putting his hand on your lower stomach as he can feel you suck in from surprise, or pushing back out as you give into the desire of having your pleasure trickle all over his face with love.
there was no better feeling than that.