Squirter

Alice closed her eyes as Sam stroked her cheeks, sighed as his hands ran down her neck, moaned as he kissed her parted lips. You don't actually want any of this, she reassured herself. It feels nice, really nice, but this isn't who you are.

"Yeah..." she mumbled in a daze. "Really nice..."

"Glad you like it," Sam said between kisses.

She was inundated by sensation. His hands ran up and down her body, stroking her extraordinarily sensitive hips and ass, and when his hand cupped her breast, she gasped. It was so much more than she had ever felt from her cock, a brain-melting amount of pleasure that verged on pain, and the sensation just. Kept. Building. She had never been close to this aroused before, yet her trapped dick remained flaccid. Could she even cum like this? God, she hoped so. She put up no resistance as Sam's kisses and caresses drove her backwards a step at a time, wasn't even aware of it until her felt her back and shoulders against the wall. Sam's hand slipped into her bra. The touch of his fingers against her nipple is what she needed. The arousal had reached some kind of new level. Her body felt like it was vibrating, her mind was skipping thoughts, and she felt like she was on the verge of the biggest orgasm she'd felt yet.

"You like that, don't you?" Sam asked.

"Behepamabawa, fuuuuu...," she said, lolling her head back.

"That's good, right?"

She nodded fervently.

No, Alex, it's not good, she told herself. You are not a girl. You are a guy, a largely heterosexual guy. Nothing good will happen if this keeps going.

"Keep going," she agreed, admittedly not entirely giving the voice her full attention.

Sam pulled off her top, and she unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. Without giving it much thought, she followed it with her waist cincher.

This is serious, Alex, the voice insisted. You are going to get found out. You need to stop this right now.

Sam seized her breasts with both hands, squeezing them a little too roughly, as young men with more enthusiasm than experience with boobs tend to do, but nevertheless, it was exactly what she needed. Alice moaned. Her hips twitched involuntarily. She was right on the edge now.

You need to stop this in a couple of minutes, the voice amended. But definitely not any later than that.

"Nipples," Alice gasped, sinking her fingertips into Alex's back. "Oh god."

"Pretty pink nipples," Sam agreed.

"More. Please, more. I'm so close!"

"You are?" Sam blinked. This girl was incredible. "Uh, okay! Sure!"

He squeezed her nipples. He rubbed them. He circled them. She got louder and louder. Then he kissed them, and kissed them more, and started sucking, and that did it. Alice shrieked, and her legs went limp. A massive gush of thin clear cum erupted from her, spraying backwards onto her ass, soaking though her panties and dripping down her legs, and it just kept coming.

She started to slump forward, and Sam, already on his knees to suckle, caught her. "Whoa, easy there, sexy." He wrapped his hands behind her, picking her up by her ass. "Let's get you to the bed."

"Mmm, wait a second," Alice said. She held her body tight against him. Something rock hard was poking her in her groin. She grinned and ground her hips against his. How was she still this horny right after such a heroic orgasm? Her loins were throbbing again, almost burning.

"Oh, I'm going to give you lots of quality time with that... What's this?" he asked.

"What's what?"

He put her down and showed her his hands, damp from touching her butt and thighs. "I've heard of squirters, but this is something else." He grinned, grabbed her waist, and tossed her onto the bed.

Alice felt a tingling where Sam's damp hands touched her hips and waist. She looked down and saw that her thighs and panties were soaked, but drying quickly as the cum absorbed into her skin. The transformation was about to start again.