PUSSYTIZED
THE USUAL “ADULT” WARNINGS APPLY
Some men are “breast men”, some are “ass & leg men”, but me...I can only describe myself as a “pussy man”…I simply love vaginas and the different ways they Look…Taste…Feel…and Smell…But like any deep obsession, sometimes it can get you in trouble. Mine started when I found I could see the different sizes and shapes in nude gentlemen’s clubs, without having to go through the dating scene.
I was headed out to one of my favorite Chicago haunts…A club called, The Pink Monkey, where the girls were beautiful…and nude…So I could always get a look at my favorite part of the female anatomy…the vagina. I always sat right along the rail by the stage, where I could tip the girls, and get a close up look at their sexual equipment, as they spread their legs to reveal their sweet mysteries. Over the weeks I had found that there were always new girls auditioning for a job, or replacing those that liked to travel around to different clubs. So I could always count on seeing new and fresh pussies in all their naked glory. Trimmed at times, fully bushed, or even fully shaved…Each woman has her own preference as to how to present them.
This particular night, the third girl to take the stage was a brand new girl named Tawna and she was striking right from the start…A body to die for and a witchy look and personality…Even her costume reflected it…A belly dancer outfit complete with jewels and rhinestones, along with silken veils. She had all the moves to compliment her costume. Once she had shed her veils and bra after the first song she revealed her amazing control over her muscles which she could make ripple in her stomach area with such ease it was truly a sight to watch. She folded dollar bills in half and made a few coins flip up her anatomy, catching them out of the air between her breasts. The entire audience, even some of the other dancers who were giving private “lap dances” to eager patrons, stopped to watch her. And of course I was truly fascinated like everyone else. To get her attention, I put a $20 tip on the rail, which was more than the ones and fives the other patrons were laying down. As she worked her way down the rail collecting tips and spreading her legs and arching her back with the smiling promise of more to view under her bejeweled bikini bottoms, she saw the $20, and I was rewarded with a gorgeous smile as she snaked her way over to me.
“Hmmm, it seems I’ve impressed you”, a velvet voice hit my ears, as she took the bill. And now that she was close enough I saw that she had dazzling blue-green eyes that fit right in with her whole persona. All I could muster at that point was a sheepish smile and a “yes”. I’m usually not self-conscious, but she had an effect on me that had me blushing. “Well darling, you get the special treatment for being generous”, were her next words, as she set her heels on the rail and began slowly gyrating her hips in front of me to the music of Enya. Her hand slowly slipped down between her legs and pulled her bikini bottom aside…There, on her Mons and upper labia instead of just a shaved vagina, was a shaved vagina with a ruby hanging from a gold barbell piercing through the lips over her clit. Her movements slowed to soft circular rotations as she whispered at me: “Some find it irresistibly fascinating to watch my ruby…And I can see you are one of them.” I swallowed hard as my total attention was now centered between her legs. “That’s right darling…Focus relax…relax and focus…Arousingly arousing to just let your whole being center on my ruby isn’t it?”...My throbbing cock seemed to agree with that statement and my head bobbed in agreement while my eyes stayed riveted to her jeweled love box. The world around me had begun to fade. “So easy to let go for Tawna…To relax…let go…follow the ruby…find it’s center…it’s sexy swirling center…Breathe in…That’s it…Let my scent imprint itself on your cottony floating mind…” It was true. My mind was beginning to feel like jelly. The only thoughts that were running through it were fantasies of her and what it would be like to actually touch and taste that fountain of her womanhood. “You so want a private showing…don’t you?” she continued to work on my mind. And my head seemed to bob an automatic yes. “Yes I knew you would…be heading for the champagne room after my set is done won’t you?” I heard what sounded like a faraway version of my voice say yes back to her… “That’s right…Everything is so right when you focus on me…think about me…now be a good boy and start thinking again…thinking about nothing but us in the private champagne room together”…Then with a long slow move, she swung her leg over my head giving me a last rear glance of her gorgeous pussy and slid down the rail towards other customers.
I was slow to notice that it seemed like I was awakening from a dream or more like a daydream. I knew where I was, and why I had come there, but the only thing I seemed to be thinking about as I watched Tawna dance for other customers, was being able to have her privately dance for me. In fact as she finished her final number and headed off the stage, I found myself heading for the private champagne room, at the back of the club.
I had never visited the room before, but it was plush…Couches instead of chairs were set up so that each was set up like a private living room nook. There were only two other couples in the room, or rather dancers and their private customers. Although to look at them, you would think they were couples from the intimate nature of their interaction. As I sat down in one, I felt like a voyeur looking at what was happening between them. I never noticed Tawna approach me from behind till I heard her soft whisper… “Arousing to watch…isn’t it?” She asked. I found that simple statement from her got me instantly hard, which I’m sure she noticed as she was leaning over me from behind the couch I was sitting in.
I slowly turned around to look up at her and was struck by her hazel green colored eyes that seemed to hold me like a snakes prey. “Oh I like that you can’t look away…even at what is going on around you…can you? That turns me on…” It was true I was held in her gaze and her eyes seemed to be getting a deeper green as I watched them. She came around to the front of the couch, all the while still intently holding my gaze, until she was directly over me. “That’s right just keep looking …falling into my seductive hypnotic eyes is all you can think about Now… Just as your will to resist me was compromised by the aroma of my warm wet pussy…My irresistible pheromones have imprinted themselves on your mind, and you are becoming helplessly drawn into my eyes as your will to resist at all has left you…hasn’t it?” It seemed like every statement she made was absolutely true. I couldn’t gather enough will power to even move my eyes a fraction away from her compelling gaze.
Even as she held my eyes, she climbed onto my lap, and I immediately felt the warmth from between her legs encompass my hard penis. Then she started to move, and the friction from her pussy on my cock was almost too much for me to take. My brain was overloaded with sensory inputs from both her friction and the way her voice and eyes were weaving their way ever deeper into my mind. “Yes darling…the more you feel the more you want to submit…let go…be overwhelmed…helplessly entwined in my erotically hypnotic web…falling ever deeper into my eyes, and letting their sparkling green color pull you in…Lean back now darling so that I can fully enslave you.” That word ENSLAVE filtered through my clouded senses even as my body began to lean back and I felt her slide off for a moment as she took down her costume bottom once again. While I was trying to clear my mind she slid her legs over my head, one on each side, and the next thing I knew her hot bejeweled pussy was now poised close to my nose and mouth and once again capturing my gaze. Her head was now resting on my legs, as she once again started to speak in that soft slow mesmerizing tone… “That’s right…this is what fascinates you…
So much so that your mind can think of nothing else as you stare at my jeweled pussy…Breathe in…yes…deep breaths taking in my aroma…as your eyes now are LOCKED on my enslaving pussy…” There was that word again…but now it seemed that I wanted nothing more that to be enslaved by the love fountain that was in front of me.
“Deeper and deeper now…sit back and relax…around and around you follow the jewel…Down and down it draws you like a deep well of swirling warmth…Even with your eyes open and focused on my pussy…you fall deeper and deeper into it’s control and my control now….What is your name my sweet pussy slave?” I heard her ask. My voice seemed very far away now as I answered, “Stephen”…“You have your car here don’t you Stephen?” I felt myself nodding yes. “Wonderful…Now close your eyes and listen to me closely…You will open your eyes in 5 minutes and wait for me at the side entrance of the club…Even though your eyes will be open and you can function normally…you will still be in my deep pussy trance…and you will wait for me to come out…When I do I will tell you what to do and where you will drive us…Do you understand Stephen?”...I once again felt my head nod almost touching her fragrant pussy lips. “That’s right…now close your eyes and fall even deeper into my warm well…drifting and dreaming for 5 minutes then obeying my command…”
As the music from the stage filtered in over the speakers, I felt her legs slide off me and the weight of her body disappear. But in my mind’s eye all I could see was her beautiful bejeweled pussy floating before me as I seemed to be just drifting there on the couch, I imagine her jewel swaying to it…Then all of a sudden my eyes opened, and I felt the urge to leave.
In the parking lot I headed to the back door, and just as I got there, it opened and Tawna walked out with a bag in her hand. “Ahh my handsome Slave…I see you’ve been a good boy and followed my commands…Take this and show me your car.” She said as she handed me the bag. I simply felt compelled to follow her commands and grabbed the bag. As we headed to my Corvette she continued talking to me in a sweet compelling voice. “I’ll drive darling…You sit and relax…” I heard her say as we got in. I opened the drivers door for her and after she got in I went around to the passenger side…A thought flew through my mind that I had never let any-one drive my car before, but it faded as I sat down in the bucket seat and seemed to totally relax as I closed the door, and heard the engine start.
I could not tell how long we drove because Tawna was talking to me and stroking my throbbing cock for the whole ride…But when we stopped, we I saw we were in the driveway of what must have been her house…She opened her purse and pulled out a garage door opened and as it was going up she told me; “Deeper Stephen…that’s right…even with your eyes open you still swirl deeper and deeper into my pussy trance…This will be your home for the next few days…Remain in trance and get out of your car and open my door Slave…”
My body automatically did as she ordered, and she handed me her bag once again as she got out and said; “Come in and see how wonderful it will be to be with me here.” As I entered her home she led me through her hallway to her bedroom…
“Put the bag in the closet Stephen…that’s a good boy…Now come lie on the bed…