Cornstarch pocket pussy?  Do they make those?!

Cornstarch pocket pussy toys are the poor man’s fleshlight. Hey, whatever gets the job done.  Am I right, fellas? Add a 1:1 ratio of cornstarch and water and you will have one juicy cornstarch pocket pussy.

Mix well in a tall (lol, or short) glass.  Microwave for a minute.  Stick something down in the middle of it and make sure it’s as big (or small) as it needs to be. Refrigerate for 40 mins.  Let it stand on the counter until the temp is right.  Enjoy!

There’s Also The Jelly Slime Fleshlight!

All you need is some glue, cornstarch, and some food coloring for this one.  The ratio of glue to cornstarch should be 2:1.  The more cornstarch you add for this cornstarch pocket pussy, the harder your ‘pussy’ gets.  This one’s nice cause you don’t need to wait 45 fucking minutes.  All that’s left is to find a nice hole to jam the slime inside.  Maybe hollow out an actual cheap flashlight or a thimble for you less…generous…males out there.  Then all that’s left is to fuck that sloppy, wet fuck-gel cornstarch pocket pussy like it was your sister’s real pussy!

Sister’s pussy?  Wow where did that come from?

Well ACTUALLY, funny story.  I was out and my bother called, asking me to pick up some things from the grocery store.  He said he was whipping up something and was missing a few ingredients.  He asked me to buy cornstarch and glue.  I knew cornstarch was used for cooking.  I’m not much of a cook myself.  But glue?  What an odd thing to ask for.  But I did what he asked and got those weird ingredients.  When I got inside his doorway (I have my own key), he thanked me.  Then it was like he was shoeing me away.  I just wanted to know what meal he was making. I had no idea he was going to make a cornstarch pocket pussy. I found that out later.

“Cornstarch…loaf…” He replied.

I arched my eyebrows,” with Elmer’s?”

“It…helps the flavor…stick.”

And then I was shoved promptly out the door.  Whatever, I thought.  Enjoy your loaf, weirdo.  I didn’t live far and, as I was driving home, I couldn’t get that recipe off of my mind.  Why was my brother behaving so weird about it?  I just had to know so I turned around.  When I unlocked his door, I saw his kitchen countertop on the far side of the room.  It was a fucking mess.  Whatever he made, he did so in a hurry.  But he wasn’t enjoying it at his kitchen table.  No, he was in his room.  As I walk down the hallway, I hear his voice.

“Oh Crystal!  Fuck, you’ve got a tight pussy!”

Holy shit!  I crept up to his door and he’s pounding his gooey, pink slime cornstarch pocket pussy inside what looked like a rolled-up magazine while looking at my phone sex kingdom link!

“How many guys do you fuck with this pussy, you fucking slut?  THAT many?”

He shot his load thinking about all the cocks I fuck.  Well, this is just great.  My own brother wants to fuck me.  Uncle Ronnie is not gonna like this.