Chapter Twenty-Six #2
‘But right now,’ he continued, ‘I feel very connected to you. Your bubbly personality is such a turn-on for me. I feel the need to look after you, and to, well .?.?. pleasure you.’
‘Oh .?.?. God .?.?. right.’ All Dom’s red flags were dissolving into the night air as Katy felt her fanny twitch. ‘That sounds positive!’ she blurted.
‘Look, Katy. Here it is. I want to fuck your brains out, but only if you follow everything I say. Every word. Every command. I’d start with basic orders the first couple of times, but over time, I’d get stricter with you.’
Her mouth gaped open, strangely turned on. On the one hand, she knew this sounded wrong. But on the other hand, she had never been with someone so sexily confident before.
‘I have to ask: are you a squirter?’ he said, his face completely serious as if he had simply asked her the time of day.
Katy coughed in complete shock.
‘I’m .?.?. I mean .?.?. I haven’t before, but .?.?.’
Dominic stopped walking. She turned to face him.
‘I can make you squirt, Katy,’ he announced bluntly.
Katy’s brows rose to her hairline. How can he be so sure? she wondered. And if he couldn’t, how could she possibly fake a squirt?
‘Tonight?’ she replied simply, feeling too curious, and too horny, to pass on a night with the Glaswegian Christian Grey.
‘Anytime, anyplace. I can make you squirt.’
‘I mean, I have always wanted to,’ Katy admitted. ‘It’s sort of been on my bucket list.’
The darkness cast a shadow over the couple, standing staring at one another beneath the night sky.
‘Consider it done,’ Dominic replied.
And with that one statement, she was gone.
Katy leaped towards him and the pair began kissing passionately in the street, walking a few steps, jogging, then stopping and kissing some more.
She could feel his bushy beard tickle her face and couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel between her legs.
His tongue pushed slowly around her mouth as they connected.
‘My flat is just up here,’ Katy eventually panted between kisses, unlocking the close door and leading Dominic upstairs.
The living room was in darkness.
‘Oh, my friend is staying over tonight,’ Katy whispered, taking care to make her footsteps quiet. ‘But she’s in the bedroom.’
Dominic pulled off his leather jacket and nodded, not breaking his carnivorous stare from Katy.
‘Lie down flat with your legs parted right now, and make sure you’re naked,’ Dom demanded.
Holy fuck, who shat in his granola? she wondered.
Katy giggled. ‘Sorry? What?’
‘Don’t fucking answer me back! You want to squirt for me, don’t you?’
OK, a little bit of role play, I got this.
Katy slowly kicked off her shoes, then pulled her dress off and threw it onto the floor. Next, she lowered her underwear to the floor. She lay naked on her sofa, feeling somewhat vulnerable and overexposed.
Please, God, don’t let Zola walk in , she thought.
Slowly, Dominic strolled towards her. The darkness cast shadows throughout the room of his tall, manly physique.
He kneeled on the floor, slowly running his fingers up and down Katy’s naked body. She observed him enjoy the control he had over her and began to feel more relaxed as she watched him getting turned on.
‘Now, ask me to make you squirt.’ His voice sounded profound, as if he was ready to perform some miracle on Katy that she had begged for.
Katy cleared her throat. ‘Please,’ she whispered.
‘Please, what?’ His voice was strict and authoritative. Katy immediately thought of Andrea and then shook that image from her mind.
‘Please, please make me squirt, Daddy!’
Dom’s head tilted.
Oh, shit. Did I go too far with the Daddy patter? she wondered.
But all of a sudden Dom’s hands began ravishing her and he pulled Katy’s legs wide apart.
God, please bury that beard deep into my pussy! she thought, having wondered the entire night what it would feel like rubbing against her clit. She could feel herself vibrate between her legs, longing so hard to be touched, stroked or licked.
Dom slowly ran his fingers up her legs instead, eventually pushing his finger inside her.
‘You’re wet!’ he declared, tutting a little.
Katy panted, nodding, agreeing with him. ‘Sorry,’ she shrugged. Was that what he wanted her to say?
‘But not quite wet enough for my liking.’
With that, he began moving his middle finger furiously inside of her. Katy’s entire body was being pushed further up the sofa.
‘Oh, oh, oh God!’ she whimpered. She did not quite understand the feeling.
Her mind wandered, wondering how awkward this would be if he failed in the mission he was so adamant he’d pass.
God, it felt strange, definitely not like any orgasm she’d had before – only a semi-pleasurable feeling, more uncomfortable than anything.
Dom’s hand was still twitching furiously inside of her, moving his fingers around as if he was playing a rendition of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ on her cervix.
She could feel something build inside, a pressure in her stomach, but she wasn’t sure what the feeling was. It definitely didn’t feel like a regular orgasm.
‘Oh,’ she squirmed. ‘God, wait, hold on,’ she implored.
Dom smirked. ‘This is it.’
He continued his vigorous movements, completely fixated on the cause until—
‘Jesus!’ Katy cried, and a sudden gush of warm water catapulted out of her vagina, drenching her green chesterfield.
Dom continued moving his hand until Katy was jerking around the sofa, trying to push his hand away until eventually he extracted his hand proudly, splash marks from the aftermath making his torso soggy.
Katy was panting, overcome and almost beside herself. ‘Oh my God! I .?.?. I did it. You did it! I’m a squirter!’ she proclaimed happily.
Dom leaned forward. ‘I told you, didn’t I?’ He pecked her lips. ‘You did as you were told. Good girl.’
Katy repositioned herself away from the enormous wet patch, now taking up much of the sofa. She sat up. ‘What the fuck, though! That was insane! Did you see it blast out of me?’
Dom sucked his teeth, relishing the fact he was the king of squirting.
She pulled him closer to her, running her hands over his bulging erection.
‘Katy! Is that you?’ Zola’s voice called out from the bedroom.
Shit! She could feel herself panic. ‘Yeah, yeah, just me, Zo. Go back to sleep.’
Dominic breathed a disgruntled sigh. ‘We shouldn’t finish this when your friend is here. It would be rude, and I have tricks up my sleeve that no friend should have to listen to.’
Wow! OK, Paul Daniels , Katy thought. She was more than up for a quick bend over the couch to finish him off. It was the least she could do after him welcoming her so warmly into the squirting community.
‘Katy?’ Zola’s sleepy voice called out once more.
Jesus, what a cockblock , Katy thought.
‘Let’s finish this off another time, OK?’ Dom said, pecking her forehead.
Katy looked up and smiled.
‘I mean, if you’re really sure! I feel bad that I’ve, you know .?.?. exploded.’ She shrugged, still feeling fluid run down her legs. ‘And you haven’t?’
‘Katy? Are you alone?’ Zola’s voice echoed throughout the flat again.
She threw her head back in despair as Dom reached over and grabbed his leather jacket.
‘It gives me enough pleasure knowing that I’ve done that to you, and no one else can. I’ll head. I’ll drop you a message.’ He winked and turned to the door. ‘Get to bed now. You have work in the morning. And that’s an order,’ he instructed.
Katy nodded, fully agreeing with her new master.
As soon as the flat door closed, a bright smile appeared on Katy’s face and she ran towards her bedroom.
‘Zo, Zola.’ She shook her friend, who was half in and half out of consciousness.
Zola jumped. ‘What? What is it?’ she moaned, trying to wake up.
‘I’m a fucking squirter! Ahh! I’ve just squirted! Like seriously, I was like a waterfall. I’m the fucking Niagara Falls of Glasgow, Zola. I’m here!’
Zola’s eyes eventually opened, and she took in Katy hovering above her in the darkness.
‘Please tell me that isn’t your minge in my face right now?’
Katy glanced down, realising she was still bollock naked. ‘It is, and I’m sorry. But I am a motherfucking squirter!’ she squealed happily. ‘AKA, I am the dirtiest bitch around town!’ She was humping the air.
Zola leaned up on one elbow, shaking her head. ‘You will be a dead dirty bitch in a minute if you don’t get to bed! We are working in the morning.’ She flopped back down again.
Katy started laughing and jumped into bed, unable to stop smiling.
‘Zo?’ she whispered.
‘Mmm?’
‘I think I really like this one!’