Lotus Flower Pussy.

Lotus Flower Pussy.

 

My pussy has been through a lot, but now it’s a Lotus flower pussy and it’s all yours! Let me start with my sexual awakening when I was first learning to beCUM a real woman. In my twenties, I dated around as many women do, but I never knew my worth as a sexual being. Long story short. I was naive. So, there was that. I mean, I took every man I met at face value.

Everyone you meet does not have your lotus flower and its best interest at heart. Right? With that being said, I kind of meandered through life getting the usual bumps and bruises, so to speak, along the way. But, as they say, a girl will learn. As I came into my own, I learned some valuable lessons and how to make a man weak in the knees.

My best friend, Pete taught me the lessons I needed to know in order to realize the power of the lotus flower pussy. He was more than a mentor, he was a best friend when it came to my lotus flower pussy. And he had been through some shit himself; and all because he had been preyed upon by women who abused their lotus. He taught me to use mine to the best advantage of everyone.

The Lotus Flower Pussy is Sacred for Purity, Rebirth, and Strength.

A lotus flower pussy rises from the mud, and it is a symbol of purity. Not at all how mine had been. It’s to be revered and respected. Cherish and loved. Mine is a little more like a wet hole to sully and vitiate. Instead, I felt worthless. But, Pete came along and he actually made LOVE to me. He recognized the value in me and changed my life.

Pete found me at the lowest point for my lotus flower pussy and I think he sensed it. He treated me like the sacred flower I am and I felt it to my core. Our first date started with a hand-picked bouquet and ended with a very gallant kiss on my inner wrist. It made my pussy sloppy wet and I wanted more, But, he stopped there, bowed low, and walked from my door back to his car.

Hmmm. Never met such a creature before, and I liked it. I watched him drive off into the sunset, as it were. My lotus flow pussy raced with desire for him, though I didn’t know what to expect. Our next several dates were much the same, and my need for him only increased. I guess I wanted him NOW and was so used to being treated like cattle. I didn’t know how to just appreciate going slowly.

Sometimes, A Perfect Pussy is a Slow Bloom.

But, bloom it did. By month four I was creaming with desire to have him inside my lotus flower pussy. I had Pete over for dinner and afterward, as we sat by the fire, he kissed me. Maybe, I kissed him. Who knew by then? The fire made beautiful shadows on our naked bodies as I kissed all the way down him until I found his blooming patch and wrapped my lips around his manhood.

We sucked and drank from each other all night and he finally took my lotus flower pussy before plunging gently into my sweet little ass. His cum brought life back to me and I want to think I brought to him something he hadn’t experienced before too. For the first time, we actually made love and it was beautiful. FINALLY! But, don’t get me wrong, he tore that shit UP! Just in the most passionate way.

And being the giving lotus flower that I am, I licked him everywhere too! Nothing escaped my attention. He slid into my ass and felt the cozy grip of it. Then, I lapped at his balls, ass, and throbbing dick until he allowed his sweet cum to slide slowly down my eager throat. I felt my petals opening to a whole new world! Thank you, Pete!

Kiss, kiss.

Just Joey

 

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