Memory of a supreme orgasm
 

I once met a real sweet girl that had the best orgasms that I had ever seen.
I met her while I was home on leave from the Navy. Wow, it was a hot week!

The first time I romanced her, we had a nice long boobie playing session and then worked my way down, Somehow, I knew I would be in for a real treat.
I spend a good amount of time and effort exploring and stimulating her pussy with my tongue. I sort of already knew where the hotspots were, but I didn’t go right to them.
After plenty of oral exploration and stimulation and having her buttocks massaged, she suddenly arched her back and tucked her legs up against her chest.
She would begin strong involuntary spasms of her vagina. Air was being be sucked in and expelled LOUDLY. I believe queef is the current term..
I mean it would sound like her vagina was yelling!
She also let loose with a few little conventional popping farts, but I sure didn’t care.
This went on go on for a good 10 seconds or so and near the end of the spasms some of her natural vaginal lube would start flowing out.
It made a pretty good wet spot on the bed.
I never did see it really squirt though.
I know all of this was natural and involuntary because the first few times she was embarrassed, literally to tears.
To tell the truth, that first time, I never even got my cock in her. Just watching her come like that made me do a hands free shoot.
Of course I explained to her that it was nothing to be embarrassed about, in fact it was the hottest sex ever. I held her tight and whispered that all that meant was that we just really had some super sex. I told her that a ;lot of people live their whole lives, and never experience anything like that.
I would have married that lady, but like I said, I was a sailor, and I was always going out to sea.
One day, a few months later, I got a big tin of delicious homemade cookies and a Dear John letter.
I was bummed, but thats the way it goes.
Actually, I was happy for her, She had found someone who made her feel good and come like that, and he was always home.
Anyhow, that was the closest thing to a squirter I have ever seen. Oh yeah, the cookies were good!
Mmmm, I'd love to be able to go back to that time.