Initially, she (Chris) was my dancing instructor - and she’s always been the sweetest woman ever. I’m not a bad dancer, but not the greatest either, yet she always had an enormous amount of patience and support for me. What I’m trying to say is that I would have NEVER guessed the “behind the scenes”. She’s nothing but professional, and actually took me MONTHS to get to know get.

She did miss some classes or meetings here or there, or it wasn’t weird for her to arrive late - but I always thought it was for health-related issues.

Well… To cut to the chase, we became friends friends a couple of months ago (after almost 8 months of going to her lessons). What started as a “let’s practice social dancing on a club with the whole class” ended up in her and me discussing our sexual life and experiences. I consider myself bisexual, and I asked her what her preference was. Her exact answer was:
“I consider myself 100% heterosexual. But… You know, when you are incredibly hungry, and suddenly you’d absolutely devour anything which didn’t look that appetizing some hours ago? I’m like that when I’m horny and, Sam, I’m always horny”.

We danced that night as if she was courting me. We had some fun, but nothing out of the extraordinary - just two girls teasing the world, right? I went home well-danced, happy and slightly horny. Now I know that, when she arrived home, she had to touch herself for almost the whole night, and then slept through all Sunday.

Next time we saw each other, I went to her place and she ended up inviting two guys, with whom we played a “dirty board game” (not sure how to translate it, sorry!) for hours, ending up in ridiculous amount of pre-sex, sex and post-sex. I learned that day Chris is one hell of a squirter, it seems not even these special waterproof sheets are enough for her, and we had to change them TWICE. One of the guys took me home, and he actually stayed the night with me. We didn’t do much because we were both exhausted. I can’t even begin to describe the amount of sex we had that night, I’m not a prude nor new to sex, I promise. And yet… Next morning I woke up with dozens of messages from Chris. She sent me proof she had been touching herself again the whole night.

On our next lesson, she arrived slightly late, and finally confessed to me that she had been touching herself just before class because she couldn’t stop herself from doing that - and that she had IN THAT EXACT MOMENT one Lush inside of her - in case you don’t know, it’s a toy which women can insert and then anyone can control via an app if they give you permissions. Naturally, she begged me to control the toy. I’m amazed how well she taught that class, it’s impressive how she can spend 50% of her time either masturbating or thinking about doing it, yet maintaining the image of a functioning member of society.

At this point, I should mention that I’m a person who considers herself REALLY into sex. I love the swinger lifestyle, I’ve been a hotwife, I’ve cheated and being cheated on (both things turning me on), I’ve been to orgies and parties - and yet Chris was a level above all that. She can make everything slightly sexual. Cooking is slightly sexual, peeing is sexual, grocery shopping is full of flashing, getting new clothes is a game of turning each other on… I can’t even have a shower at her place alone. And I love every second of it. She’s perfect for me and my “adventures”. We’re best friends and, I guess, lovers - and I wouldn’t change anything about her.

But there’s a small issue - whenever she cums, she squirts. Not “a little bit”. No, like “this porn scene is not believable at all” squirt. I’ve been kindly advised against posting “proof” here, but I promise proof is not hard to find. I didn’t know it was PHYSICALLY possible for squirt to reach the ceiling. She’s squirted on my sofa, my face, my body, my bed, a poor guy’s car (he didn’t seem to care, though) and once she squirted on a public supermarket (... I should share that story some day too). And she’s not a girl who struggles to reach orgasm either. So we have limited the amount of orgasms she can give in a session to 10-12 and NO more. Otherwise, after everyone (including her) is done, she will get the vibrator and masturbate herself to death.

She’s never on time when we meet - because she was either doing or distracted thinking about doing something naughty. She’s surprisingly not that late either, which is impressive.

We’re watching the bloodiest horror film ever? Yep, her hand is inside her panties.

Having dinner on a new restaurant we’ve never been before? You’ve guessed it, she will send a lush link to anyone on the table and run to the bathroom when she’s about to squirt.

Would you like to know how many extra panties pants does she bring whenever we go out? THREE. She’s squirted with the pants on more than once…

Some days I feel like there’s nothing I can do to actually satisfy her, and that may feel a bit overwhelming - but normally she’s full of love, encouragement and thanks, making sure I know how happy and fulfilled I make her feel.

P.S: English is not my first language, so any correction or advice is appreciated <3