On the first day of Christmas…
I originally told you I wouldn’t be participating. My brain, my logic, usually the general of who I am told you it wasn’t going to happen. But it seems my body has a traitor in it’s midst, one that must have collaborated with you behind my back: my cunt. What a bitch.
After a long day at work, I’m sure you know the kind of day: The day a person in a position of leadership deals with before the year changes, a day filled with stress, boredom, but somehow Christmas cheer, after this long day I run some errands including stopping off at the store. As I stroll down the vegetable section I’m pretty sure my pussy twitches as the bitch reminds me of what challenge you gave for today. You recommended a cucumber and also cucumbers are nice and fun in a salad in summer, I’m not really a cucumber gal. My cunt guides my eyes to the zucchini. Now, this is where the peace talks are being made. There are of course many different sizes of zucchini, my cunt obviously has a bigger eyes than err… stomach. My general, ruled by my logic compromises: I’ll fuck myself with a zucchini, but one cock sized.
I grab the average porn-sized zucchini, one of the smallest ones at the top of the pile and feel the weight, gripping it in my hands. I slightly smile and I’m off again shopping for less Phallus shaped food.
As I get home, unpacking everything, my cunt jumps at seeing the zucchini again… I had almost forgotten. Seems like I was not getting out of this one.
I head to the bedroom, lay out the zucchini and a beautiful red condom in preparation. I mean this is a Christmas challenge, so I had to get the red condom to match the green zucchini.
As I dress the zucchini is his handsome suit, I notice a faint cherry smell. My cunt took over and made me taste him, lick him teasingly. Although I’m sure not as delicious as your cock, cherry is always mouthwatering.
I set the mood and picked out a porn video, perfect for this challenge (over an hour long). It is important to remember, a zucchini is a lot harder than a cock or a dildo. So even not too large it takes a lot of teasing and patience to get into the o spot. Another point I failed to plan for before is a zucchini doesn’t warm up like a Gummi dildo would. Especially after driving the zucchini home through the Bavarian, snowy alps, my cunt spasmed at the cold. A cold shock making my nipples painfully, a good painful, hard.
I spent my time masturbating my green and red gent, changing between teasing and thrusting. Switching between watching the porn to eyes rolling back into my head.
After the video I did something, perhaps I even broke a rule. I grabbed my hitachi and used it against the zucchini to sent vibration all throughout. Another orgasm. I then thought, when in Rome… I wanted to experience a clit orgasm (totally different to a vaginal orgasm) with Christmas in my cunt. Within second of being stuffed and vibrations on my clit, I exploded.
Now I’m overly sensitive, in the Christmas spirit, and a bit hungry.
Hugs and kisses, dear.
Well, to the wonderful woman who messaged me 12 Task Ideas, many of which you ladies will be experiencing, Thank You, in many ways. For the story. For the vivid detail in your storytelling. For the ideas. All of it.
Just Thank You, Miss Creativity. Extremely hot.