From time to time I have guests blog whatever it is they feel like blogging. I will not tell them what to blog; I won’t edit it; I won’t influence the Guest Blogger in any way. Except for Leya’s blog. Recently, I tweeted for a Porno Princess to blog on the metaphysics of her vagina. Leya replied, and rather enthusiastically, I might add. I did edit Leya’s blog, but only as far as some punctuation and paragraph structure in order to make it easier to read.
I also called for a porn fan to blog about why most porn fans are so angry, but no takers…so far.
On to Leya.
Vagina. Now most of you probably just got a picture in your head of what you have been led to believe is the vagina; when, in all actuality, what you are envisioning is the vulva. Not the actual vagina. You’re probably asking what the difference is, and I am here to break the news that there is a big difference. The actual vulva is the external area of the female genitals that consists of parts such as the ever so sensitive clitoris, the labia majora and the labia minora (otherwise known as the inner and outer pussy lips).
I find myself correcting people all the time when I am asked to show my vagina to the camera saying, “well, technically, the vagina is the sheath-like tube that connects the vulva to the cervix and I have yet to experience a vaginal prolapsed so I cannot show my vagina to the camera, only my vulva.”
Personally, if I am not in a setting where I am required to speak in a non-vulgar manner, I just refer to the entire female genital area as the pussy; it just keeps my overly active brain focused and not so concerned on scientific specifics. Now that we all have the understanding of the difference between the vagina and the vulva, I hope you are all ready to hear the honest truth about what Leya Falcon’s pussy is all about.
My pussy, as every other one out there, loves to be fucked, eaten and pleased; she just loves sexual contact, and if that contact is hard (like she likes it) she will spew out pussy juice like there is no tomorrow. I actually have found it harder for me to make my pussy hold in her joy from being played with by a hot bitch or a hard cock than to just let go and let her do what she wants to do. My pussy is a bit different from average. I would say not only because of the way she spews out her joy across whomever or whatever she is being penetrated by, but also because her lips hang lower than the average pussy and her button (otherwise known as the clitoris) is rather large, leaving no mystery as to where it is or how turned on I really am. It will enlarge the more I get turned on. My pussy loves to be played with all over, but her favorite area to have hit is the little spot that makes her cum like crazy. That area on the front side of the vaginal walls (otherwise known as the g-spot) also seems to be very easy to hit, because I know where it is and how to position myself to get to it. Because of my pussy being a bit different than average, I am glad to report that she has had very few disappointing sexual experiences in her life.
Now as many of you know by now, I am a self-proclaimed man with a pussy, and I believe I may have more testosterone than estrogen floating around in my body. Maybe one day when I need to get my hormone levels checked, then I will find out if my theory is true. My assumption on my having more of the male sex hormone in my body stems from the realization that my mindset is far different than the average female. I think like a man (more often than not) and this includes chasing after pussy. Although my pussy enjoys the feeling of a big and fat cock very much, there is just something about another pussy that drives it completely insane — leading my mind to lose any ability to think clearly. This is how I know for a fact that pussy — especially my pussy — was not put on this Earth not simply to be the tunnel leading from the vulva to the uterus or for sexual pleasure. It was created to seize and control the entire human race.
My pussy controls me. Other pussy controls me. I will dare to say my pussy controls many of you as well, because I doubt you would be reading the metaphysics of my pussy if it were written by a human with a cock — or if it were written by another woman whose pussy you did not enjoy either watching, fucking, or chasing after. I realize that since I have become aware of the fact that I am a sexual being, I have been using my pussy as a means of control and of getting the things I want accomplished. If I don’t want to do something, I just complain of menstrual cramps. If there is something I want, I use my pussy as a bartering system. And in the case of my adult career, I have been using my pussy to obtain the attention I have always dreamed of…and the voice I never had. Though my pussy loves to be played with, and she loves the power of being able to control the thoughts and actions of others, the thing that keeps her alive and well in the porn industry is that she is constantly nourished with the attention she needs to stay alive and to keep her owner satisfied.