PUSSY INC.

I wake up with that feeling in my gut… I’m hot… Horny as the FUCK!!!!!

I lay for a few uncomfortable minutes… my pussy tingles on and off for the next 20.3 minutes…  I have needs that must be fulfilled

I think about using those four fingers of my right hand that are oh so familiar with my always warm, super soaked cavern of desires and  frustrations

Fuck that, those five minutes of self-love has become a conundrum behavior and although it makes me come, that shit no longer lets me reach that certain “peak” of frenzy… insufficient for what I require

Ten minutes later and my horniness is becoming a mental breakdown…. The tingle that originated in my pussy has traveled to my brain and has captured all sensible judgments

It’s not that I am no longer thinking straight… I’m straight no longer thinking… I MUST visit the realm of bliss, if only for a moment, or I will not survive in this world

I try for Plan B which consists of a few more wasted minutes of streaming video of people fucking like hot foul dogs in heat… compliments of the invention of internet, the acceptance of freaky motherfuckers and a little site known as “porn hub”

Delirium has set in! My pussy lips continue to throb…. My head aches… my nipples have become so hard and erect that I am instinctively rubbing ice chips on them to ease the wonderful, yet painful, erection

I cannot alleviate this yearning on my own… I need help… a partner… hell at this point I need someone that will take on the job of forcing my body to release the juices of my loin that have intoxicated me and left me irrational

I know just the person… my mind manages to focus a microsecond long enough to decide who I will hire… a man that I know will handle such a large task and do it with such effortless magnificence that my pussy would thank him numerous times with constant offerings of large flows of yoni juice

A mad dash to his lair…. No need to fix my hair or get cute… this man, the fantasy fulfiller, has been in my life forever… we share a weird love that only he and I could comprehend… at that moment I knew I was the luckiest bitch on earth to have to have this ultimate thirst quencher in my life

I walk into his workplace, the craving increases 10 fold… I am surrounded with proof of magic man’s greatness and hints of the forthcoming pleasure that will finally let my wett baby breath as she should

He comes from the back… ready to cum from the back J…  his walk, his “I don’t give a muthafuck” attitude, his conceited ass grin that lets me know that he knows exactly my motivation for the unexpected impromptu visit… he completes the atmosphere… I need him NOW or I will surely die of “blue walls”

He takes me over to a chair that is laid back a little past the recline position… lays me down… begins to clean me… it is his nature to clean me before pouring every ounce of his being into me for a mere 60 minutes or so…. A 60 minute ethereal eternity that I wanted to never end… mind and pussy crying to be loved by him forever

Once I am clean and my magic man has all his tools of mental and sexual torment ready, he begins…. My deliria broken by a maddened fever… my pain and frustrations heightened ten fold for several seconds…. And it begins… the slow release of agony that my yoni has battled for the last hour

My mind knows that it must join this war and reminds the weak, wett vaginal thoughts that this is not wise… I am being absurd and did not think this through… every time this man touches my body he leaves an impression that nothing can get rid of… “Don’t do it, reconsider… read some liter- ature on the subject”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP” screams the pussy… she’s pissed and when she’s pissed she’s a bitch…the pussy is powerful and ALWAYS gets her way… today carries no difference… the mind is exhausted by sexual aggravations, overpowered by my need for yoni stimulation

The pain ceases as quickly as it has intensified… I let him work his voodoo on my body… for a moment in time I give myself to him to do with me as he pleases… he pleases to please me… he sends  me to our own personal paradise… our secret island in which he is the ruler and I his queen… the islands only inhabitants that rule freely…. And NAKED

The haze cloud that this man functions in amplifies his magnificence as he pokes and prods and arouses senses I had forgotten existed… he does his job as no other could... he is a master at his art… the sensei of pleasure

Finally! I began to live…. Alive in every sense of the word… my heart, my mind, my body releases an emotion that even I am unable to comprehend… I no longer feel, yet I experience the smallest iota of emotional states … I hear the birds chirping outside, see each ray of the sun without squinting, and taste the Moscato on my taste buds from the sleepless night before…

I CAME! … He conquered… no disappointments as I began to breathe normally… no regrets as the cerebral fog clears from my mind…. I feel nothing short of ecstasy as he puts the finishing touches on my body… perfects both myself and his work with closing strokes and pokes

I look in the mirror. He sits in the background peering at me, all cool calm and collected and shit. I see myself covered in sweat, hair disheveled from the recent madness, clothing crumbled from the war that has been won… yet, my skin carries this brilliant glow that makes me appear  to be a beautiful black goddess… and then I see it… his mark… God how I love this mark… even better than the last one he left.

He is thanked for his services, his payment type not standard to those of others; he functions under a different life system than standard society. He doesn’t need money… just the silent promise from your weak heart that he will always possess it whenever he fancies… he will… he knows this… I confirm simply for his ego

I walk out of his burrow a new woman.. both mentally and physically… my smile is a little brighter… my walk holds a lot more “swag”… my confidence cannot be waived after that trip

He is not forgotten as I wash off the scent of latex and A&D ointment… he has branded my with his forever art… he has relieved me once more… possessed my pussy with his ink…PUSSY INC.

~Viola Monroe