Don’t Tell Me to Shhh

This week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt is Fore- and Afterplay. When I think about these words I think of a few different things. In the world of sex foreplay is talked about a lot. Stereotypically a lot of men are bad at it.

Of course some men are better than others. I think it is directly related to how selfish he is. The more focussed he is on his pleasure the less he is going to focus on hers. I have experienced a lot of different versions of this but something recently became clear to me.

I am a squirter. This is not something I hide. It is something I have mixed feelings about though. I am self conscious about the mess. I am also conscious that a bed that has been covered with vaginal ejaculate can smell a bit ordinary the next day. I am also conscious that some people don’t like it. Having your face covered in vaginal ejaculate is not some people’s idea of fun.

For the majority of men however it is a dream come true. Whilst I have had the occasional lover recoil and politely move to another activity which doesn’t involve their face being covered a more frequent happening is true enthusiasm for the experience. Both Johnny and JB LOVED the feeling of being covered in my juice. They could never get enough.

After being told “I don’t mind it because it means you are enjoying yourself,” while being fingered in a mediocre way. I realised that trying to hold back that bodily function to suit someone else’s ideas of what is fun is not how I roll. After sucking several men to climax and being complimented the whole time about my skill but without reciprocation I have decided that is also not how I roll.

Most men like the way I suck them. I deserve for the pleasure to be reciprocated. I will squirt, at least a small amount, that is how I am built. If that is not your thing then you are not the one for me.

Sorry, not sorry.

The other thing about me is that I can be noisy. Actually if I am not making noise I am probably not enjoying myself. I was shushed recently. For no good reason. We were in a hotel room in a city where neither of us worked or frequented. There was absolutely NO reason for me to be quiet. I told my partner to get over himself.

In the washup (afterplay?) he tried to explain why he did that. It didn’t change my feelings. In fact his explanation and process of pressuring me to state explicitly what I was unhappy about so that he could rebut and justify and explain himself was the exact opposite of good afterplay.

The only thing that was good about it was that it cemented some things in my mind.

  1. If you don’t like me squirting on your face then I am not interested. I don’t judge you but I am not prepared to compromise.
  2. If you are going to shush me I will put my pants on and go home… I won’t be coming back.

This post is part of Wicked Wednesday Prompt #445 Fore- and Afterplay. Click on the image below to find out who else is being wicked.

13 thoughts on “Don’t Tell Me to Shhh

  1. Recently found she can squirt, love it. Doesn’t always happen and doesn’t coincide with pleasure, just happens sometimes. I am a fan for sure. We had kids in the house for most of our married life so we tend to be quiet. However, now that they are gone that is changing as well… Good for you, don’t let people tell you what or how to enjoy sex or life.

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  2. I often wonder whether being loud is something that lies in stark contrast to who we are in our everyday lives. I myself an ‘ambivert’, I’m confident in who I am, but also fairly shy and reserved. I don’t talk about sex in groups and I certainly don’t brag. When it comes up, it only comes up in one-on-one conversations. However, my husband and I often joke about our ‘poor neighbours’ because I must be disturbing them and yet, if anyone says they heard me, I immediately get really bashful and shy. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being loud per se, it’s just that that side of me lays in stark contrast to the day-to-day me, I guess as is the often case for almost anyone. It’s food for thought for sure.

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  3. I am totally on the same page as you with both squirting and making a noise – I do both, and yes, if I am quiet, then I am probably not enjoying myself. I used to be “ashamed” of squirting too, but I’m not anymore. It’s part of who I am, and if a man can’t handle it, then he’s just not the right one for me. That said, it’s been some time since last had any fun with other people…
    ~ Marie


  4. Wow! Why can’t I find ladies like you? 😎
    What I love most is watching….. this doesn’t mean not doing anything because I like watching the reaction to what I’m doing so a squirting screaming sexy woman would be the ultimate fantasy. ❤

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  5. Shusshing in a hotel room without anyone else to worry about – that’s kinda weird.

    I have had sex in locations where we had to keep quiet because of may overhear – it was hard to stay quiet when my insides were exploding. I love good noisy sex with lots of grunting and groaning.


  6. A ‘Squirter’ AND a ‘Screamer’ – sexual heaven.
    I remember a Lady Of Pleasure I saw once who had earned the nickname ‘Firecracker’. She was nearing her 1st orgasm when I noticed her biting the back of her hand. I asked if she was OK.
    She replied, “I don’t want to scream, there might be someone in the waiting room (next door to our bedroom)”.
    “We might give him some encouragement” was my reply.
    She came back with “I’ll have what she’s having”.
    With that we both cracked up in convulsions of laughter and both came very hard.
    It wasn’t just an “Happy Ending” – you might say we had an “Hilarious Ending!”

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