I didn’t think I was a squirter. I never squirted before..that is up until I was about 23/24.

We had a girls trip to NYC, where the plan was for one of my girlfriends to meet up with a man she had connected with on a dating app. We all went out for drinks, long story short(er), he had a bunch of friends and one of his friends - Dev - and I really hit it off. He was more introverted and aloof until he started drinking. They were all finance bros but possessed some gentlemen-ish qualities.

Dev is a tall Hindu-Indian man, a very athletic build and generally very attractive with great hair. The finer details of the night can’t all be remembered but what I do recall is after our night of partying together, 4 of us get dropped off to a very nice hotel around 3 am. Dev & his friend (dude my girlfriend came to see) went to the front desk and booked two rooms across the hall from each other.

Once Dev & I get inside, it. Is. On. This is by far one of the most passionate and erotic nights I ever had. I truly, really first discovered how pleasurable sexual acts could be that night with him. Neither of us had a condom & this stopped us from having sex. But that didn’t stop this man from pleasing me and making me feel sheer happiness several time over.

He absolutely appreciated my body, he made me open up to him in ways I hadn’t before. He explored every hole of mine with his mouth and fingers. He did things to me and touched me in ways I’ve never been touched. It was so hot. And I think, us knowing that we couldn’t have sex meant we were eager to do everything else. And finally he got me to relax enough all while being crazy stimulated by him. There was so much touching and fondling of each other, I remember us sliding off the bed together and pulling the sheets with us until I was on the ground and him too. He leaned over, kept one of my legs on his shoulder & the other spread out on the floor, and kept fingering me in such a way he got me to squirt so intensely all over his fingers. I will never forget that feeling when you first squirt - the surprise of it, the release, the ease & relaxation. Just everything. And oh man, did I ever squirt - a lot. I was in shock and in complete bliss by what my body just did and what this man made it do. I think I would have married him right then if he asked me to.

It didn’t stop there, we explored each other’s bodies for hours. We eventually needed to clean up and there was a huge walk in shower. Though I had no desire to get my hair wet, I was completely drenched while I was on my knees sucking him off in the shower while he held onto the glass walls of it. His cum and the water from the shower all mixed together. We eventually got out, dried off & neither of us had a change of clothes and got into the bed together naked, with total exhaustion. We had the towels and our bedsheets all over the room.

We awoke in the morning and were enjoying pleasing each other when my girlfriend started banging on the bedroom door interrupting us. She was ready to go, I opened the door and she wanted to come in and I could not have her come in with the room that messy. I told her we’d meet them in their room. We got dressed and accepted that our fun time was over. When we crossed the hall to their room we learned two things 1) our friends room was immaculately clean 2) there’s an “intimacy kit” in each room (with condoms and lube)!! We just never found it and well, looking back I’m glad we didn’t.

I also found out days later that my girlfriend said the sex was absolutely terrible and they spent the night sleeping. I finally confessed to her the wild night I had as her wingwoman.