Operation I Own My Pussy

My Pussy. She is my little play toy. She is all mine. She has had many men…but nothing pleases her more than her owner ravishing her.  I have a special connection with my pussy. We read each others minds. I call my pussy many things but tonight it is, Love Squad. She has learned numerous tricks over the years while luring many cocks into entering her little pink fortress of sexual fury. Talk about entertaining a crowd! She holds many secrets near and far. The stories she could tell…. The orgasm’s she has had could make a fair collections of sexual sonnets filled with erotic encryption's into the dark side of sexuality. Brutal Sex. Soft Sex. Loving Sex. Slow Sex. Fast Sex. Easy Sex, Crazy Sex, Kinky Sex, Theatre Sex, Back Seat Car Sex, Front Seat Car Sex, Side of the Road Sex, Outside Sex, Water Sex, In His Parents Bed Sex, Church Parking Lot Sex, Concert Sex, Bowling Alley Sex, Office Sex, Bathroom at Restaurant Sex, Choke My Throat as I Orgasm Sex, Vile Sex…But my all time favorite…..Solo Sex. I often have the urge…it falls upon me as does a waterfall falling from a cliff into a deep bed of water. There is no stopping my pussy once she starts panting like a crazed cat. The only thing that will stop her is my fingers hushing her growls. My pussy growls….she roars like a true predator and stalks like a stealth cheetah. Hunting for release she seeks her pleasure no matter the cost.  I control her. She follows my orders as I guide her though the process of satisfying her cravings. I give her what she desires. I give it to her as I see fit and at my will. She alerts me to her sexual arousal and I seek to find the antidote. We banter back and forth through out the day when I go on about my business.  She woke me up last night…panting…pulsing…dripping…begging for a touch of pleasure. I pressed her into my bed and it felt good. The pressure of my gyrating hips into the bed was getting her more wet. My little Love Squad was seeking my fingers to play her tune. I slid my hand between her and the bed. I felt my clit straight away…hard…sensitive, and delighted at my touch. My mind spoke to hers…. “I love you my little love squad…you are my number one love and I own you. Don't forget it. I control your pleasure. Give me all your passion and I will give you sweet release”. My Pussy responded back to me with throbs and gushy wetness. She was filled with pleasure like waves of the ocean splashing over her…Like a rising tide…with each wave came more pleasure crashing into the depths of my soul. Uncovering my inner self and reaching my core until all my passion was stirred inside…Love Squad. She had a way with me as I do with her.  I can not deny her….I can not stop her hunger. She lunges for my fingers. I lay on my back. I have both hands working her…One hand is applying pressure to my mound while the other slides inside my wet vagina. I hook my finger and pull towards my belly touching my sweet spot inside…its not far in…just inside the opening and it gives me goosebumps when I hit the spot right. My orgasm began to build like stairway steps to an endless top floor…I’m close. I tell my Love Squad,  “Get ready my sweet hungry pussy…What you desire is cumming…literally cumming and soon”. As I have my finger hooked inside my self while my thumb is touching my clit. She is a happy pussy now and I am owning her pleasure…her pleasure is mine. My heart is pounding and my breath is lost in time. The surges of climatic feelings grow to a peak…My pussy erupts with orgasmic pleasure and releases a water like spray of pussy juice all over my bed. My pussy marks her territory for all to know....and I fall into my bed deeper as I come down from a great orgasm.  Operation Complete.