It's TMI Tuesday, so you already know what that means....THE FURY. I apologize in advance to anybody's mama who may be reading this and thinks he's too sexy for his own good ;-)
Your Good P#$$y Isn't Enough...by The Fury.
Cool Spot is fine as hell. She's the kind of fine that when she walks the street, men's heads follow her…all the way down the street. She has a strut that shows the sway of her curvy hips. What she lacks in the ass department, she overcompensates with the firmest D cups you may have ever seen. She's gorgeous, hair out of a Pantene ad with plenty of attitude to boot. Cool Spot knew she had "good p#$$y." She told me so.
She told me how many men didn't last more than a minute once they were inside her. Most men didn't last three. It wasn't just the excitement of the first time bedding her, but it was a continuous thing. Long term boyfriends succumbed (no pun intended) to the power of her punani. She wasn't sure if it was her virgin like fit - she worked kegels like a bodybuilder. She wasn't sure if it was her waterfall like moisture, the velvety silk of her skin, or the curvature of her tunnel, but it was some good p#$$y.
The time had finally come when she and I found ourselves naked and going at it. She definitely had a physical gift. However, she was cool with just laying there and being f#cked. Basic movement, definitely some moaning, but she wasn't doing much else. She was intrigued when a minute passed, three minutes passed, twenty minutes passed and I was still going at it. She was at orgasm number five before she finally stopped me and asked:
"You don't like this?"
"Of course," I said, before turning her around for the back shots.
Cool Spot had become so used to her physical gifts winning men's energy that she'd forgotten to use her skills! She's not alone. I know plenty of women that do the same. I've heard it from your boyfriends, husbands, fiances and jumpoffs - laying there to be had without moving two muscles, thinking that's all you need to provide. Oh no! It's like women who say "A big d!ck isn't everything."
The same is true on the other..ahem…end.
Cool Spot fixed her "my good p#$$y is enough" complex by the next time we'd romped. Have you? Do you think your physical gifts are enough? Have you given up on impressing with skill because you're well endowed? Have you lost your passion to turn out your mate because you know they'll bust/orgasm without so much as a hip gyration from you?
Your good p#$$y ins't everything. Your good d!ck isn't the Washington monument. There's someone out there with good stuff that works what they have looking to take your spot…so don't be too cool.
They call me The Fury and I'm not scared to give your performance a seven…
Over the years, I've been blessed to have spent time with, befriend, love, learn from and share experiences with people who have helped me grow and inspire me everyday. They have shared words of wisdom, strengthened me with encouragement, gave me joy with a smile, comforted me with a hug, gave clarity to my visions and dreams and renewed my spirit with faith. It is through family and friends that I manage to be happy and hopeful.
These relationships work because we share our philosophies, our personal truths and an outlook that prompts us to seek something greater in all and in ourselves. Sharing a journey heartedly illuminates our lives and enriches our experiences. It keeps us moving....always evolving....ever changing.
I have been transformed by the wisdom, opinions, insights and revelations of those who have shared their journey with me. It's a blessing I long to share with you through my first ever blog. For me, writing is a reflection of my own direct experience and I look forward to all of you sharing your thoughts and experiences with me.
So...with that said....can I just say.....??? :-)