This is a true story about the first time a woman I was seeing had an orgasm.

Tracey is tall, in her fifties, gorgeous with beautiful green eyes, nice C-cup tits, and a shaved pussy that I enjoyed playing with whenever possible. I am taller than Tracey, a bit older than her, and well-endowed.

We stayed in a cabin in the woods for a few days in the winter, just the two of us spending some much-needed time together. Our cabin was nicely appointed with a living room, bedroom, a great view of the woods, and a deck with a large hot tub. 

It was our first day at the cabin, and both of us were very horny after our touching and light playing while driving to the cabin. We made out in the living room like teenagers, and I removed Tracey’s clothes, tossed them into a chair, and then attacked her amazing nipples with my mouth.

Tracey threw her head back and moaned as I worked on her nipples and ran my hand over her pussy mound; she was already wet and ready for fucking. 

After a few minutes, Tracey pushed me away and said, “Stop! Fuck, I want your cock now!”

“Not right now, baby,” I replied. “We need to give the hot tub a go before it gets dark.”

“Ok, ok, I’ll be patient,” she spoke.

“No need for patience; we can play in the hot tub,” I replied.

We both stripped off our clothes, wrapped towels around ourselves, and headed outside.

Several other cabins were near ours, but it seemed pretty safe for us to drop our towels and jump in the warm water.  The cold air on our faces felt wonderful as our bodies enjoyed the warm water.

I turned the jets on, and we got comfortable.

After a few minutes of relaxing in the bubbles, I slid my hand over Tracey’s leg and made my way to her pussy.

I lightly ran my fingers over her lips and clit; Tracey responded to my touch by opening her legs wider. I strummed Tracey’s clit, and she moaned again and said, “That feels so good, don’t stop.”

I kept playing with her pussy as she enjoyed the pleasant water, bubbles, and my fingers.

Tracey started breathing harder and closed her eyes tight.

I kept playing until she grabbed my hand and pushed it away, saying, “Stop, stop, something is happening, and I’m not sure what’s going on.” I stopped playing and kissed her; our tongues rolled around and around in our mouths.

I stood in the tub in front of Tracey, my cock bouncing in front of her face. She smiled, giggled a little, and said, “Looks like you need some attention too.”

Tracey gripped my cock and started jerking me off just before moving forward and swallowing it. She sucked my cock and was enthusiastically working on me, I could feel my cum building, and I was worried that I wasn’t going to be able to control myself. I pulled back, and Tracey looked up at me, disappointed at not being able to finish her task, “Hey, I want to make you cum!” she exclaimed.  

“No baby, not right now, later for sure,” I told her as I moved down to kiss her again.

An idea popped into my mind, and I said, “Hey, come over here and let me hold you for a bit.”

Tracey smiled and slid onto my lap. As she got into a comfortable position, she jumped a bit and said, “Woah, that jet hit my pussy!”

I smiled and said, “I thought it might be in just the right spot. Go ahead and relax; let the jet do its’ thing.”

Tracey relaxed a little and let me hold her; the jet sprayed warm bubbles directly on the pussy and clit.  After a few minutes, Tracey’s breathing started getting shallower, and she moved around. I heard a soft moan and said, “Is that feeling good, baby?”

Tracey nodded and closed her eyes; I held her tight, forcing the jet to stay on target.

Tracey tried to move a little, and I realized she was working on getting the jet to hit her clit a bit more directly. We adjusted, and when the jet hit again, she reacted and said, “Oh shit, fuck, what is going on? What is happening?”

I said, “It’s ok; let your body do what it wants and just go with it.”

Tracey said, “But I don’t know what is happening; my pussy is tingling, and I’m not sure what to do.” Her body was starting to convulse a bit and shake. After a few more minutes, Tracey broke free from me and stood up, shouting at me, “FUCK, what the hell, what is going on? What is that?”

I replied with a smile, “What is happening? Tell me.”

Tracey said, “I DON’T KNOW. I’ve never felt anything like that, and it’s scary!”

She jumped out of the tub, grabbed her towel, and ran inside. I quickly followed her.

In the cabin, Tracey was in tears, crying out of frustration and fear of what her body was doing and out of concern because she felt out of control.

I held her and said, “Hey, it’s ok, and I promise what you are going to feel when you cum will be amazing. I know it’s never happened before, but please, trust me, you will enjoy it.”

 Tracey wiped her tears, we kissed, and I held her tightly.

“Ok, I’ll trust you, but please, just go slowly and let me work through this.”

Staring into her eyes, I replied, “Yes, we will go slowly, and it will be okay.”

I laid Tracey down on the sofa and climbed on top of her; she opened her legs wide and accepted my cock. I slid into her pussy with ease as she was so very wet.

“Oh, fuck baby, my pussy is so sensitive right now.” Tracey moaned as I fucked her.

“I know, honey, enjoy it,” I said.

I slid in and out of her pussy, stretching her nicely; we fucked for a few minutes then I sat up, staying inside of her. I pushed her legs up and focused fucking her so that my cock was dragging along the inside of her pussy near her G-spot.

Tracey was moaning and started shaking, her eyes wide as her body took over. Her orgasm was coming, and she knew she could not stop it. 

“Baby, oh fuck, baby, what is happening? I don’t know if I like this, oh fuck, oh fuck!” Tracey moaned. She tried to push her legs down, but I wouldn’t let her. I slid into her repeatedly, and then, just as I started to go over the edge, her orgasm building, she cried out, “Oh my god. . . my pussy, what is happening to it?”

I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock, so tight that I felt like I was going to cum as well. I pulled out, and just at that moment, Tracey arched her back, her head was thrown around, her body tense and quivering as a fountain of squirt erupted from her pussy!

Tracey cried out, “OH FUCKKKKK, what is happening? Oh my god, what is that?” as she saw her cum flying out of her.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing . . her pussy squirted, and Tracey was soaked, the couch was soaked, I was wet, and Tracey was violently shaking, trying to regain control of her body.

“Damn it, what the hell was that?” was all she could say as she lay there shaking.

I reached out to touch her, and she slapped my hand away, “No! Please do not touch me! My body feels like I’ve been electrocuted!” She spoke.

I smiled and said, “That was an orgasm, baby; you came just now. But I’ve never seen a woman squirt like that; that was amazing.”

Tracey shook her head and said, “I don’t know if I liked that or not, and when will I stop shaking?”

I laughed just a bit and said, “You have to let your body go through this, and everyone is different; you’ll stop shaking soon.” I tried to hug her, but she would not let me touch her!

After several minutes she stopped shaking, and we were able to kiss and hug; later that night, we fucked again, and I came very quickly. After I came in, Tracey said, “Why aren’t you shaking?”

I said, “I get very sensitive, like you, but mostly on my cock. I don’t shake like you because my body has adjusted to the sensations and reacts differently than yours. It’s all good, though!”

From that point on, every time Tracey reached orgasm, she would never let me touch her for several minutes until her body calmed down.