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The First Time I Met "Ms. Pussy" ....

 
 
….I was sitting in a field
just beneath some summer underbrush
in the shade of a sunny day
so strangely surreal
 
and I turned the pages of an
old, tattered book
squinting my eyes
just to take a look......
 
…..and that's when she smiled
 
frozen,  
I just stared at her for awhile
didn't know a damned thing about sex
Pussy looked a bit mussed and bewildered
and I, sheepishly looking towards her,
knowing not even what to expect......next
 
I peered deeply into
her gap-legged smile
there was a wetness between her  
meaty folds
it welled up
in between her thighs

 
(….and in the immortal words of his royal badness )
 
“my body was vexed”........I couldn't move
wanting to lay my hands
upon that soft, red
curly mound of hair
that covered that patch of flesh so damned smooth

 
(I couldn't even imagine why.....)
 
that wildness began to grow inside
as well as the bulge in my pants
that I could no longer hide
 
my “winky” growing harder
and longer by the minute
my balls pulled tightly between my legs
longing to be in it......
 
….....I didn't know why  
I was feeling this unworldly heat
the tingling was unbearable
I loosened my belt, unzipped my fly
trying to get some relief
 
(.....as this mystical fire raged between my thighs )
 
I looked down at my little penis
and it had grown more than twice it's size !!  
 
(...and pussy, well she just smiled)
 
and I turned the next page
started to rub my dick for just a little while
 
and the more I rubbed,
the hotter it got
and a prickly stream began flow
first a little.....then a whole lot
 
and my eyes started to close
and my head fell back
thought I was dying......having a heart attack
 
my body started shakin'  
and my hips started to thrust
my dick hard and aching
the head feels like it's gonna' bust and ….....
 
BOOM!!!!!
 
cascades of creamy white stuff
exploding every place,
all over my clothes
my chest
my hands
my face
 
and I lay there in the stillness
of a strangely eerie calm
looking up towards the sunlight
had I been hit by an H-bomb ?
 
And as my eyes began to focus,
on the ground over to my right
lay the book of mythic images
pages covered with creamy white.......
 
 
…..and "Pussy" simply smiled

 
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 5th Apr 2017
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