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Do you like your eggs over easy?
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Do you like your eggs over easy? Oh, the hottest stories are cumming out of the vault today. It was back in the late 90's and I was in my early twenties. A friend from work was getting married in the town that I lived so a bunch of us hit the wedding after work at 10pm. Since we showed up late, everyone was handing us drinks like crazy to get us caught up. So... end result... PussyG is drunk in an hour flat and feeling hot to trot. Oh, what a wild I was... Haha... I remember like it was yesterday. I was 23, single, and drunk. What an amazing combination to make for a magical evening of fun. I remember dancing to the dj... oh what a riot indeed... such amazing hits like you can't touch this... where I would actually stick my round ass out and slap it and sing you can't touch this... ohhhh... the magic was in the air... the 90's were supercharged with such classic movies as "Dirty Dancing" & "Flashdance" so drunken 23 yr olds were just a hoot. I was trying to carry some watermelons across the dance floor, when I suddenly noticed this guy that was a regular at the restaurant that I worked. He wasn't real cute or anything, but always a nice guy... so I sashayed over to the musical stylings of Right Said Fred... I was too sexy for my shirt. As we were dancing, if you could call it that, everytime it said too sexy for my shirt he was unbuttoning his shirt. Then suddenly he was too sexy for HIS shirt and before I knew it I was dancing with a shirtless 18 yr-old cowboy. Now, this is not usually a bad place to be... but... it was a friend from work's wedding, and a small town, and his mother was there. I tried to shake the horny cowpoke off my leg, so I could escape before his mommy saw... but it was too late. By now cowboy love is trying to drown me with his tongue and I am desperately trying to get out of the corner... Cowboy's Mommy: Just what do you think you are doing? Pussy G: I think he is a little drunk. CM: I was talking to you... He's just a boy... How old are you anyway? PG: Say what...!? CM: (to cowboy...)let's get you home, and mommy will get you out of these clothes and into bed. Cowboy: But Mommmm, I am talking to this nice girl here... you gotta back off... Pussy G put on her dancing shoes and got outta there... Back to the party... heck... shirtless drunken cowboys can't stop PussyG from having fun. I was hanging with some friends when suddenly... out of nowhere I see this absolutely gorgeous tall handsome man walking towards me. I can't help but to panic a little at this point. I didn't recognize him... Oh god, I wonder if I picked him up last week at Sherlock Holmes? He's getting closer... I start to laugh a fake little laugh and smile big to seem more interesting... I wonder if this worked or if it just made me look like a big grinning drunken idiot? He was stopping right in front of me... Panic.. Hot guy... dead ahead... warning warning warning... system overload... He looks directly at me and says... HotGuy: Hi PussyG, remember me? PG: Gulp.... no (I think my voice squeaked out) HG: Sure... It's me Lance, we went to highschool together. PG: (thinking)... ohhhhh..... babbbbbbbbbbyy..mmmmmmmmmmmmmm HG: So, what do you think want to come over to my place? I bet you can't even imagine what my answer was. On a cloud of paralyzers and breathmints I was naked before you could count to a 100. He only lived a block away. Gotta love small towns for something... He brought me in the basement door... warning sign... danger... warning... and it lead straight to his bedroom. He pulled my dress off me in one sudden motion and pushed me down onto his waterbed... As my head settled into the waves I see and feel my cute little black lace panties flying off into the corner... I never did see those panties again... Let's all think about the tragic loss of those panties for awhile... Jiminy Cricket: Nobody gives a flying fuck about your panties... Tell us more about getting bent over naughty style... PussyG: Put the oil away Jiminy, you're making me nervous! Where was I... oh yes black panties... I remember him attacking my body with his lips... first kissing my lips hard, with force making me gasp against him, them his mouth trailing down my neck, licking and kissing his way towards my breasts... I was lying there in the rippling waterbed starting to cum. His tongue was hot and wet against my hard nipples, he was licking and nibbling and biting them... Oh man, and his hands were everywhere, first rubbing my clit, then poking inside my pussy... first one finger, then two, then three... I started to buck and moan so loud... "Lance... yes... OMG... that's it... oh ya I'm cumming... DON'T STOP I'M CUMMING!" Then he climbed on top of me and thrust his huge hard cock into my soaking wet pussy... thrusting deep inside my pussy... I was cumming everywhere... and letting the whole world know about it... "I'm cumming everywhere!" After a couple hours of riding his hard young cock... I fell into an exhausted sleep at 5 am. I had to work at 8am. I think I was still drunk. And most definitely smelled like I had been ridden hard. At least I had brought clothes to change into for work the next day. I woke up at 7:45am and thought...Where the fuck am I? I really need to lay off the<b> vodka.... </font></b>Quickly looking down at the hot guy laying there in bed and thinking... what was his name again? Just kidding I remember it was Timmy. I mean, Lance. I did regret having to go to work. I grabbed my stuff, except for the cute black lace panties... did I tell you they were my favorite panties? Ok ladies, I know you have left a cute bra or panties somewhere after a night out before and then it was your favorite pair, and you wore them just in case you got lucky, cuz you looked hot in them, and then you lose them... Sucks! The whole panty order is in disarray. #2 becomes #1 #3 becomes #2... it just throws off the whole order of things in the underwear drawer. So then, you end up going out and buying a couple hundred dollars worth of underwear, and your panty universe is in turmoil. Sighhhhh.... it is tough being a woman. So...PussyG makes it to work, feeling a little less than wonderful. But still smiling and smiling and oh it's a beautiful morning. There is a spring in my step and a smile on my face. Remember the fact that I worked with the people that I went to the wedding with? Cook #1 Where did you take off to last night. PG: No where Cook #2: You were supposed to stay at our house. PG: I stayed at a friends. Cook #1: I bet... Cook #2: Was it that hot Lance I saw you with. PG: I don't know what you are talking about, I thought his name was Timmy. The morning was like any other morning, except for one thing. In walks Lance's mommy. For real, his mom came in with 3 of her bitchiest friends to complain about the little slut that was cumming in her 's room all last night. PussyG is stressed. Walking over with my coffee pot... I smile and ask them... "Do you like your eggs over easy?" Jiminy Cricket: PussyG... 2 moms in the same night... that is untrue PG: Ha!! I wish Jiminy... I wish... If something strange is gonna happen, it is gonna be to PussyG... you know that by now. |
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the watermelons are a reference to dirty dancing scene where Jennifer Grey "Baby" carries a watermelon up to the staff party and they are all dirty dancing. and when Patrick Swayze asks her why shes there shes says "I carried a watermelon". 
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7/16/2015 11:31 pm |
I like eggs over pussy - nice smooth pussy I can place my eggs on and then lick them off
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