Whose Pussy is it Baby?

Whose Pussy is it Baby?
by
Sandy Daley

If I had a twenty dollar bill for the amount of times that a man has said that to me, I would have at least been able to buy a car with that cash! “Is he really serious?”, I ask myself while moaning sweet nothings in his ears. “Yours, baby, yours.” “Why burst his bubble while he is in a grove?” Good, satisfying sex is a rarity these days. Why lose out if you are getting it, once in a while? I am a woman and can do multiple things at once. “The audacity, the gall of him,” I say to myself while I twist, turn and groan and try to position myself for maximum benefits. Needless to say, I am internally pissed at the question but no need to ruin a great love making session. Most of the times I practice abstinence, so when I get it, I take it. If re-virgination,(not sure if that is the proper terminology but you understand what I am trying to say), was a possibility, I would be the first to be able to be able to say that I am revirginized.

Even as recent as last week I had a former lover call me, out of the blue,posing these questions to me. This man, even though we have not spoken for the last three weeks, took it upon himself to ring my phone at 11pm , “Because he missed me.” After my first initial reaction of rage as to him calling, “me so late in the night and there was no ambulance or police needed,” I decided to listen to the bullshit that he wanted to spew out of his mouth. I am assuming that by me not calling, emailing or trying to stay in contact with him over the last few weeks, I am now attractive to him once again.
My girlfriends have always told me that the more you ignore a man and treat him like dirt, the more he wants you. “Men don’t want a girl who wants them too much,” one of my friends says. Treat a man like crap and you will see how fast he will be running you down. "Dem like the chase,” she says. I am beginning to think that there is something to this, as not only are most of my friends saying this , but I am sure that I read it somewhere in one, if not all, the self-help books that I own.

To both his queries of, “Have you been a good girl,” and,”Who’s pussy is it Sandy,” I answered very sheepishly, “As good as you have been daddy,” and ‘Anyone that I chose to give it to”. I don’t think that was the answer that he was looking for as his voice kind of changed after that answer.“The nerve of him!” I thought to myself, while internally fuming. “How dare he believe that he could just disappear out of my life, reappear when he wanted to, and then try to lay claim on something that he gave up?.”

I needed to understand why this man, and many others that I know of, felt the need to act this way. In my attempt to obtain an answer to my question, I reached out to all my male friends and asked the following questions. “What makes a man believe that he can stake claim to women, even if he is not interested in you to have a relationship? “Why do they always believe it is their pussy? After their first initial reaction of surprise at the bluntness of my questions, the answers began to flow. I did notice however that their answers came with a slight bit of hesitation. The hesitation was either because of their reservation to explain this all to a “woman” or men trying to protect other men. The unwritten code of “U never talk on other men or buss a man’s game, began to rear its ugly head.” Men, as we all know, protect other men.

A few tried to use the Bible to rationalize and explain the reasons why. I ignored this explanation as I thought that it would be best to leave God out of this one. No need to call down blasphemy on them and on myself as well. Pussy and the Lord just don't mix in my book!

The others blamed the women, as they felt that it was probably something that she was doing wrong to not,”Hold her man down,” as they put it. Oh brother! Let’s just say that the men who gave me that answer have been dropped on the totem pole in my “friend” category. Not because of any hurt feelings towards my gender, but the fact that I thought that that was one of the most asinine answers I have ever heard in my life. Are you kidding me? As I always tell my male friends, “whatever is good for the goose, is good for the gander as well.“ They often disagree of course.

The last bunch explained by saying that it is a form of control, and that men just wanted to make sure that he was still the master of his domain and a woman is a part of his domain. They also went on to say that the man merely wanted to see if he still “Had you in his grip and that you were still into him.” Hurtful as it may be to hear, after much thought, I agreed with this last explanation from my guy friends. I mean, they should know right? Or do they? I am not one to say what all men know because it seems to me like they are always trying to figure out us girls.
I might not have all the answers to life’s questions but I know that when one claims something, there are responsibilities that are attached to the prize as well. Test him and see if he is worth holding on to.

Ladies, the next time a man chooses to ask you the question,"whose pussy is it," in or out of bed, look him directly in the eye and reply ,“Baby, whosoever claims it at the moment .”Seeing that you are claiming it now, de rent, light bill and car note is due. Do you have the money now or later?” See his face drop to the floor. He might think twice about asking you such a foolish question, unless he is ready for the answer and all the responsibilities. This test never fails.
In regards to the man who had asked me those questions, I know that he does not have, as my mother would say, “Dry poop in his behind to make bread.” Not even worth my time to waste my saliva and answer his questions. I kept on enjoying the lovely phone sex and moaned into the mouthpiece, “Yours baby, yours of course”, as I continued to play with him, as he was obviously doing with me. If it is good for the goose then certainly it is good for the gander as well. Plus,why ruin a good phone sex session? Do you know how rare those are these days? The recession has killed everything bwoy!