Hot Japanese Squirt Compilation Vol 57
Title: “Gushing in Gheel by the Gallon: Volume 57”
In the sultry, suffocating heat of a Japanese summer, three young women met behind the family ryokan. It was after hours, hidden from the keen eyes of gossip-mongering neighbors and chiding elders. Yet, what transpired under the moonlight was far from virtuous.
Rina, Yumi, and Mika, all in their early 20s, were coming of age. The world was theirs to explore, and that night, they decided to explore each other. With furtive glances and flushed faces, they whispered their naughty ideas, giddy with illicit excitement. Soon, the night air was pierced by their shrieks of laughter, screams of pleasure, and the wet squelches of orgasmic fluid gushing from their quivering pussies.
Their chosen toy for the night was a glistening silicone phallus. Its ridged, bulging form was strapped snugly to Yumi’s firm rear, making her the designated “dominatrix” of the night. As the others giggled, Yumi flipped a switch and the toy came to life, vibrating, pulsing, and dutifully seeking pussy.
The girl’s gasps echoed through the alley as Yumi deftly ravaged first Rina, then Mika, ensuring their promiscuity. The pleasure was too intense, too novel, and the inexperienced girls succumbed to its overwhelming, electric force. Yumi’s ministrations brought them to orgasm, and the devilish toy extracted squirts to slake his libido. Traitors, these young, nubile bodies, surrendering so eagerly. Squirt after squirt, Rina and Mika curled and writhed, eyes rolling back, conscious thought reduced to the blinding euphoria radiating from their clits.
Their moans and yelps reached a fever pitch, and crimson-streaked fluids squirted from their fully unfurled flowers like flames from a firehouse. Spent, Rina and Mika collapsed, jittery limbs akimbo, as Yumi gyrated delightedly. Her sadistic toy was still vibrating hungrily, seeking more holes. Yumi decided it was her turn to indulge; she flipped the toy around, strafed it along her own slit, then plunged its engorged length inside. Her yelp of pleasure ripped through the alley. The toy greedily lapped at her inner walls, devouring her sweet nectar. Waves of delicious agony rippled through her spine, and Yumi too succumbed to the euphoria of a monumental orgasm. Squirt after squirt splashed down, baptizing the cobblestones.
The night wasn’t over yet. For all their inhibitions were long gone, protested by the fluids dripping down their thighs. The toy needed attention, and Rina took the plunge, burying the toy deep inside her eager pussy. Her howls of pleasure were silenced as Mika fellated her, taking the toy’s victim in her virgin mouth. The obscenely long phallus disappeared into Mika’s gullet, her tongue swirling around the glistening shaft. Yumi joined the depravity, licking at Mika’s dripping flower hungrily, lapping up the fluid leaking down her thighs.
Squirts upon squirts. The girls orgasmed and gushed uncontrollably in a relentless pursuit for carnal pleasure. Theirgie-like ecstasy was only broken by a gruff, matronly voice. “Quit your yowling,” she hollered, “You’ll wake the dead!” A window slammed shut.
The girls fell apart, giggling maniacally, drunk on Dionysian abandon. They’d revel in shiofuky’s sweet elixir another night. For now, they filed inside to hide their guilt-stained clothes. Yumi’s Mom had no idea what their lesson for the day was about sexual education and promiscuity.
In the dim glow of their tainted video camera, the girls’ night of debauchery was preserved. It would be their most prized keepsake, a testament of their first liberated taste of carnal bliss. There would be more nights like these, more forbidden fruit to sample. They weren’t afraid. The world was theirs for the tasting.
