“For our one-hundredth fuck I’d like to do something special,” she told him.

“You’ve kept count?”

She smiled that naughty smile.

“So what did you have in mind? Paris?”

“No, that won’t be necessary. More like a physics experiment. I want to see if I can bring you off just by squeezing my cunt.”

She arranged him on the bed so that she could ride him and see everything in the mirror she’d propped against the headboard. When she calculated the time was right, she rose up so only the head of his cock was within her cunt, and then she did her contractions. “Yes, baby, give it to me, give it to me, give it to me,” she chanted, a hard squeeze with each give.

He gave it to her. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,” she chanted, her contractions and yeahs accompanying each jolt of ejaculation.

She remained poised above him, keeping his cockhead snug in her cunt, waiting for the cum to come, and when it did, she smiled that naughty smile and watched the flow all the way from crown of cock to base of balls.

Is it just a matter of luck
Or simply the physics of fuck
That a girl’s pussy
Can defy gravity
With a tight squeeze of a guy’s cock?

Poem by Ashley
Illustrations by Mat