Wear 'em for "Just Us Sunday"
! C'mon, Hiromi
... You know you want to!
We are a simple, happy people
OK, they're Canadians. And?
UPDATE Well, OK, "and" apparently 16% of them aren't paying up front. Walter
certainly didn't get away with that. What's happening up there, anyhow?
! And on page one. For today, anyhow.
Of course, DirtyTalkingGirl
is on top. And the In/Out power curve shows the Bradford distribution typical of all content.
Still, it's nice to be noticed.
Oh, and in honor of Cunning Linguists, I looked up cunnilingus
in Wikipedia. They did not disappoint:
Humming is also possible, pleasurable and efficient (in terms of energy expenditure per orgasm) during cunnilingus, as in fellatio.
And I had no idea that
performing anilingus while manually stimulating the male member is also referred to as a "rusty trombone."
Live and learn. And vice versa. Too bad about that missing serial comma
UPDATE Now we're down to #60. What'd I say?!
Friday pussy blogging
Brother X, Sister Y. Or is it the other way round? It's all curiously confusing. But Monmouth
A Y-chromosome is no excuse for not having a pussy. Yes, I know, the mirror doesn't lie. Nevertheless, it's a feeble, literal-minded gesture to unzip and with trembling fingers point to a full-grown cock nesting comfortably on a bed of balls and pubes.
Hello! There you are, my snake, my drill, my hammer... The vocabulary of insecure boys is brimful of power drills and lethal weapons lurking beneath every bulging crotch.
What is pussy-like about this lovely, smooth-skinned cock, this beast that has so often sparked up at the mere fragrance of its female counterpart?
Let's unzip and take a look. Growing erect, free of his denim prison he unfurls, hardens, rises to the stroking teasing of a finger. Hard and agonizingly sensitive, he's a funny monster—even in the passionate folds of a tightly clenching vagina he sometimes becomes overstimulated, the moist ecstasy tipping over into pain for a moment. Even there, while I stroke this hard boner, she's in there. Right there under my skin curled around every cell in my body, the sturdy X embracing her spindly brother Y.
Of course, a pair of tits is no excuse not to have a cock.
I have never been with a woman who didn't have a bit of the cock about her. What woman doesn't have a cock? Doesn't even the most virginal virgin sometimes feel the urge to penetrate, to sink into the wet depths, to be an invading phallus with her fingers, her hand, and to become that mirror organ that already has a place made for it inside her? Some women have bigger cocks than others, but they all have one, whether or not they can find them. It only takes a bit of patience.
And how do we find our inner cocks and pussies? We get help. Vulnerable, curious and hungry we spread our mouths, legs, fingers and arms open to each other, inviting and getting invited. Entering and being entered. The specific gender combination is utterly irrelevant; only the game matters. The play of appetites consuming each other.
I found my pussy playing a game. She's right there. Growling, purring, from below the pit of my stomach to the deepest whorls of the cerebellum, she is me.
I don't want one; I have one. Wanna see?
[All rights retained by Monmouth
FRIDAY PUSSY BLOGGERS My pussy answers
, from last week's guest, Virgin Slut; Freya
; Brett and Hiromi
; and Eden
NEXT WEEK Patty
, the creative spanked wife.
LAST WEEK Virgin Slut
The last bill from our joint account came
and there, halfway down, was the name of a motel.
On the night he drove Lan
away in his car.
Annie Sprinkle on the glamour of it all
This just in from DirtyTalkingGirl
[ANNIE SPRINKLE: "Prostitution is] definitely a hell of a hard, fucking job. You need enormous amounts of patience, enormous amounts of compassion. You have to put up with a lot of shit."
s (African); Violet
(NA}Roy G. B
All characters and situations fictional. Copyright (c) 2003-2007 by "John Psmyth."