Chapter 5: Teaching Stasia to Squirt

Kids asleep? Check. Toys put away? Check. Kitchen cleaned up? Check and check I thought to myself, finally flopping down on the couch to relax. I was babysitting for the Anderson's two kids for the 3rd time this week- everything was basically protocol by now.

I checked my watch- 9:30. They wouldn't be home for another hour and half the least. What could I do? Talking on the phone or playing music out loud would be tricky...the kids were crazy light sleepers and I did not need them waking up again.

I reached for the remote and switched the tv on, keeping the volume low as I flipped through channels. Nothing that interesting was playing on a Tuesday night unsurprisingly and I stifled a yawn as I mindlessly clicked through mostly commercials and re-runs.

I must have been flipping for much longer than I thought because I had reached the "adult" channels which were pretty much all soft-core porn, dramatic moaning, and fake tits.

Giggling, I flipped to the next channel which was an adult film entitled "Teaching Stasia to Squirt" and my eyes bugged out mainly because Stasia was my name and the girl actually resembled me quite a bit. I put the remote down and watched the buxom teen smile seductively at the cameras as she fingered herself in her bedroom, quietly grunting as she coated her fingers in her own pussy juice and drilled her sweet little cunt.

I became so lost in the screen, it felt like I had been teleported to the inside of the television...

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"Oh, oh yes!" I moaned, fucking myself like a dirty little slut. I held my tits and nailed myself, trying to get off so good that I would squirt. My friend Tasha wouldn't stop bragging at school about how her boyfriend could make her squirt every time he fucked her. I had listened in awe and even a little jealousy as she spoke excessively of how good it felt to cum that way.

The more I tried, however, the more it seemed to not be working. I groaned in frustration as I made myself cum but not squirt.

I heard a knock at my door and my name. "Stasia?"

I hastily tried to cover my big tits and soaked pussy but it was too late. Ivan, my married next-door neighbor had opened the door and caught me in my deed. "What the fuck Ivan?!" I yelled.

Ivan was a good-looking, mature man and often came over to talk with my parents or borrow sugar and other annoying neighborly shit people liked to do.

He was tall and in great shape, with a bald head only a few guys like himself could pull off, and intense blue eyes. I was pretty close with his wife Maya and often looked after their pets when they were away.

And now here Ivan was, standing in my doorway as I vainly attempted to cover my naked body. He was mistakenly wearing gray jogging pants which did nothing to hide his thick, hard boner.

"What are you doing in here?" I asked again, sitting up.

"Oh, my apologies Stasia. I came to take a look at that broken pipe downstairs your folk were telling me about when I heard strange noises coming from your room."

"And you thought you should just barge in here? Haven't you heard of privacy Ivan?" I said, rolling my eyes.

He closed the door behind him and came to sit at the foot of my bed. "I really am sorry, but I didn't mean to make you cover up your beautiful body," he said, gently removing the sheets from my grip so that I was exposed to him.

Speechless, I simply watched as Ivan got close enough to me to hold my breasts in his hand and suck on them tenderly. I gasped at the feeling and stuck my chest out more, wanting him to keep doing it.

"I can't believe the little girl I used to know is now a beautiful woman with such big, delicious puppies and a warm snatch that I bet many men are stuffing," Ivan said, licking my nipples and rubbing my pussy.

"Well Ivan, since you're here to fix broken pipes maybe you can start with this one?" I said, spreading my legs wider for him.

"What do you mean?" he asked, taking his huge cock out of his pants.

"I want you to teach me how to squirt when I cum. I can't seem to make myself do it with my fingers."

Ivan chuckled and rolled me onto my side, lifting my leg up. "That's because it's very difficult to squirt just by fingering yourself. You'd typically need some toys, but luckily you have a neighbor who is more than happy to fuck you until you squirt over and over again.

When he was comfortably positioned behind me, Ivan slammed himself up my hole and then again, our skin slapping against each other loudly. His eyes were on me the entire time as he slowly pounded out my twat.

"To make a woman squirt requires patience from both sides Stasia. It's all about the gradual build-up. You must feel every inch of the cock inside of you, deeply and fully inside of you. Do you feel my entire cock inside of you?" Ivan asked, continuing his slow fuck method.

I bit my lip and shook my head, yes, reaching down to play with his big, mushy balls while his thick log stretched out my kitten.

"And then very gradually, I begin to speed up my pace but it's important that the woman is still being fucked with the same pressure even if the speed changes," Ivan instructed.

He kissed my neck and cupped my thigh in the air as he began to pound me faster, but just as hard as before. I closed my eyes and relished the feeling, enjoying the amazing sex. Ivan sure knew what he was doing.

I looked down at the thick snake repeatedly disappearing into my creamy folds and groaned louder. "That's it, baby, feel my big cock inside of your body. I'm going to teach my sweet girl how to squirt like a woman."

He quickened his pace again and my tits were now bouncing around from the speed. His pelvis noisily slapped against my thick ass and the bed's hinges squeaked from how hard I was getting my pussy pounded.

His cock felt so good and I could feel the build-up of an orgasm approaching slowly but surely.

"All young women should be taught to squirt by spreading their legs and letting an experienced man fuck them the right way. You're almost there Stasia, I can feel it inside of you. We're in the last stage" Ivan whispered.

I screamed as Ivan again increased his speed until he was slamming into my cunt so fast and hard! The bed squeaked and groaned in protest while we went at it. He spanked my tits and squeezed my thigh even harder as he looked me dead in the eye and viciously nailed my hole with all his strength until I felt a strange, rushing sensation hit me and I came around his cock.

Ivan finally unplugged himself and rolled me onto his torso, shoving my legs apart as I squirted like a leaky hose across the room.

I was amazed at how much I squirted and when it finally slowed down to a trickle my body spasmed with wave after wave of pleasure attacked my body. Minutes later I was still whimpering and shaking from the intense orgasmic experience.

"Would you like to go again?" Ivan whispered into my ear.

Without hesitation, I straddled him and begged him to fuck me all night.