Page 79 of The Dicktionary Club

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 theleast 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?’

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