Good Pussy

I had never heard the term good pussy. A guy I met online said it over and over the first time we fucked. Even at the end of the night, he said I was good pussy.

The next day, my phone got blown up with random texts referring to me as good pussy. There must have been 6 or 7 of them. I texted the guy from the previous night - he apparently bragged to his friends about me. I should have been mad, but I loved the attention. I answered each text with the same words - according to Mike, I am good pussy. Each guy asked if they could find out for themselves. I should have said no, but over the next two weeks, each had their own taste of my good pussy.

This all happened about 5 years ago. In that one year, I had countless hookups. Over the course of time, I grew out of the multitude of hook ups and found my husband. He still tells me that I am good pussy, his good pussy, although he does enjoy sharing his good pussy.

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