Death

The Lady of Death, part 2

In a near future, the United States of America won’t hang you, give you lethal injection but they will garotte you even for the smallest crimes of all…then they will sell your body off as a sex slave to the highest bidder

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I haven’t posted in awhile for some… personal reasons. This might be my last poem, and you’ll see why once ya read it. I lost my story on my pc, but I’ll retype it. A month max. Once you read the story the poem makes more sense…

Greta

The evening wind whispered a cool hello to Greta as she walked home that evening. Greta felt her nipples harden through her blouse and her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline.
Greta’s huge pink upturned nipples hardened perceptively and she suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. Greta sat down on a bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea. Her huge areolas bubbled perceptively in the cool evening air. Her nipple shafts were long, hard and upturned.
“Oh my golly gosh goodness!” said Greta “I felt the cool evening wind . That made my nipples hard. I have huge nipples. Lucky for me that I have this pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline. It’s the only brassiere that covers my huge nipples well. In any event, the cool wind made the blood rush to my huge pink upturned nipples, hardening them when I suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. I sat down on this bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea.”
Suddenly Greta felt abdominal discomfort, agitation, anxiety, constipation, decreased sex drive, diarrhea and loose stools, bloating, dry mouth, fatigue, gas, dry eyes and mouth, decreased appetite, chills, inability to sleep, and hives. Greta still felt nauseous and she forcefully expulsed the contents of her stomach through her mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile into the cool evening.
Greta looked down at the gelatinous chunks of retchy puke she ralphed.
“No wonder I threw up” exclaimed Greta, “My stomach was full of puke!”
Greta’s cell phone rang.
“Hello, this is Greta on my cellular telephone.” said Greta.
“Greta, this is Robert. I’m calling you on your cellular telephone because I am in urgent need of a loud and sloppy helmet scrub” said Robert. He was referring to the way Greta would put the head of his penis into her mouth and loudly slurp her tongue around the mushroom head of his rock hard shwantzolla.
“Romance! How romantic! Maybe that would do me some good.” replied Greta, “I’m sitting now because I was just walking and the cool night air made my nipples hard. You know, I have huge nipples. Lucky for me that I have on my pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up big nipple brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline. It’s the only brassiere that covers my huge nipples well. In any event, the cool wind made the blood rush to my huge pink upturned nipples, hardening them when I suddenly felt a sudden decrease in blood pressure that could have resulted in fainting. I sat down on this bench and was suddenly overtaken by indigestion, & nausea. Suddenly I felt abdominal discomfort, agitation, anxiety, constipation, decreased sex drive, diarrhea and loose stools, bloating, dry mouth, fatigue, gas, dry eyes and mouth, decreased appetite, chills, inability to sleep, and hives. I still felt nauseous so I forcefully expulsed the contents of my stomach through my mouth and nose; vomiting gelatinous chunks of bile into the cool evening. It was gross, but that’s what Jesus wanted. Who am I to complain? I feel much better now. I’m moist and a little horny. I‘m glad you called me on my cellular telephone”
Greta shifted slightly and her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline shifted slightly on her thin upper body allowing her huge nippled breasts to shift slightly in the aforementioned big nipple push-up brassiere. Greta felt as comfortable as sexy allows.
Greta thought about what it would be like to give Robert a loud and sloppy helmet scrub. Greta had tried to suck on Robert’s shwantz but his cock smelled like old pepperoni, ammonia, old fish and arm pit. Greta decided to tea bag him, but his balls were rank. They smelled like ammonia, limburger and, old sweat socks.
Greta skipped sucking his sack and tried tossing his salad while giving him a reach around. His ass was hairy and his bunger was crusted over with stiff His poop hatch tasted like a dutch oven of rotting vegetation, air biscuits, flatus, cut cheese and quief. Greta decided to put the head of Robert’s penis into her mouth and loudly slurp her tongue around the mushroom head of his rock hard shwantzolla.
Robert awoke her from her revelry.
“After you give me a loud and sloppy helmet scrub I could give your tampon socket a sniff. I’ll tell you if it smells like a dead old goat or something of that nature.
That way, if it doesn’t smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature, you can present it to any respectable man with confidence. You will know that your honey pot doesn’t smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature.” Robert explained, “Then I can come and sniff your snapper periodically so that if it ever does smell like a dead old goat or something of that nature, and you are unable to discern that on your own, I will be there to tell you. Then you will know that you are unable to discern if your box smells like a dead old goat or something of that nature on your own. I can continue to assist you by sniffing your meat wallet periodically on a preset schedule set to your convenience. ”
Robert admired the satin luster of his richly detailed tortoise shell snuff box as he
took a pinch of the dry European apricot smokeless tobacco nasal snuff within out with his pinky fingernail, brought it to his nose and awaited Greta’s reply.
Greta knew giving Robert a loud and wet helmet scrub wouldn’t be like driving to St Louis. It wouldn’t be like waterskiing on a warm summer afternoon, knew that licking the piss slit of Robert’s groin sausage wouldn’t be like making meatballs by combining 1 pound of ground beef, 1/2 pound of ground lean pork,1/2 pound of ground veal,1 cup of Italian bread crumbs, 2 eggs, 4 cloves of chopped garlic, 2 teaspoons of oregano, 1 teaspoons of basil,1/2 teaspoons of rosemary, and 1/2 cup of chopped fresh parsley, mixing all the ingredients well and forming medium sized meatballs then frying them in small amounts of fat until they are brown.
Greta considered going home and putting on her size 3 light weight cotton skirt with a tiny petal print running through the skirt, and a large floral print along the hem. She knew she could count on the skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust area to give her perky 34B breasts a flattering look. Greta knew she wouldn’t wear her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with seamless soft molded cups, elegant sheer straps, and a low sexy V-cut center neckline with the aforementioned skirt. Forgoing the comfortable fit, the ultra-soft lining, the smooth, contoured shape and the superior figure enhancing effect of the fine brassiere, Jeanie was counting on the size 3 light weight cotton skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust area to give her perky 34B breasts a flattering look. To wear her pink 34B 82% nylon, 12% spandex 6% silk seamless elegant and sexy push-up brassiere with the size 3 light weight cotton skirt would be superfluous considering the skirt’s amazing pleats at the bust which would give any woman’s bust a flattering look.
The evening blew cool through thistle bramble and pine. Greta thought about the eggplant parmesan she had the previous week. Her pussy was fragrant like a seafood gumbo that had been sitting in the sun for 4 days. She needed a douche – a device used to introduce a stream of mixed with vinegar into her vagina.
had a mud flap lesbo philodendron. Twas a massive vine and it made Greta talk all biblical with the thou’s and the thee’s.
“Verily I sayeth unto thee, he was a man whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.” (Ezekiel 23:20) said Greta as Richard snorted the dry European apricot smokeless tobacco nasal snuff.
Soon it was October 11 1958 and the United States launched its first moon rocket named “Pioneer”. It was not a success. Pioneer reached a distance of 79,212 miles from Earth before falling into the Pacific Ocean, so on December 21 Charles de Gaulle was elected President of France. Greta’s psoriasis kicked in with its inflammation and scaly patches. A week later, Greta caught a virus after she installed the google on the internets in her computer and she died.
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Marcy Eats Mucho Cum

And so it came to pass that one day some fat whore with a big brown goiter on her neck named Marcy started talking all King Jamesish like she was in Old Testament times.
“Verily I sayeth unto thee, he was a man whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.” Marcy said (Ezekiel 23:20)
Marcy was talking on the phone to her friend Deb.
“Donkey dong and boo-koo baby batter!” replied an excited Deb, “He sounds like a real dreamboat, Marcy; a total keeper! Don’t let him go. What I would do is eat nothing but corn on the cob and cottage cheese for three days. Eat that roll I gave you too.” offered Deb, “Then get some good wine, and invite him over. Give him a glass bowl, have him lay down and hold the glass bowl over his head. Then squat right over him so he can see and evacuate your bowels into the glass bowl he is holding over his head for you.”
Marcy thought about Deb’s suggestion. “Perhaps, but why tempt ye me, for my loins are filled with a loathsome disease.” (Psalm 38:7)
“Oh come on Marcy,” Said Deb, “You can poop in a bowl for him. It’s so romantic. He can’t get your cooties. He’ll love it! He’ll think about it when he’s slappin’ the hog years from now!”
“Yes” replied Marcy, “I shall fill my bowels with this roll you have give me. (Ezekiel 3:3) Then I shall eat of the corn and the cheese that is cottage and on the third day I shall squat and pinch a loaf of my precious body. Take; eat for this is my body.”
“That’s the idea!” said Deb. “Your dookie may still contain a large amount of energy – up to 50% of the original food! Sometimes I removed the shower head from my shower, defecated into it, then replace poop filled shower head so me and my man Ricky can have a fecal shower. Ricky really loves fecalatio too. That’s when I suck his chubster while he’s having an explosive bowel movement. Sometimes the splash from the poop hitting the water splatters my face. It’s so romantic.”
“Verily” replied Marcy
“Then, you can pick all the corn out of the stool and put the kernels in a bowl.” Offered Deb, “Have him shoot a load of sploogy sperm sauce or two on it; What you have then is some fine southern style cream corn!”
“Verily I say unto you, that of which thou spate sounds yummers delish!” replied Marcy
“You know Marcy,” started a hesitant Deb, “You really should get that goiter on your neck looked at. It looks like a large meatball I would make by combining 1 pound of ground beef, 1/2 pound of ground lean pork,1/2 pound of ground veal,1 cup of Italian bread crumbs, 2 eggs, 4 cloves of chopped garlic, 2 teaspoons of oregano, 1 teaspoons of basil,1/2 teaspoons of rosemary, and 1/2 cup of chopped fresh parsley, mixing all the ingredients well and forming a huge meatball then frying it in a small amount of fat until it’s brown.”
Later…
Soon, it was winter and a north wind blew blusters of cold January air through thicket thistle and thong. Marcy with the goiter on her neck that resembled a large meatball created a sleek and smooth look with her low cut 90% nylon 10% spandex stretch support machine washable crusty lace knit fuschia thong.
“Verily I sayeth unto thee” said Marcy, “And Abraham was 99 years old when he was circumcised in the flesh of his foreskin, (Genesis 17:24) and that warms my tampon socket right through my sleek and smooth looking low cut 90% nylon 10% spandex stretch support machine washable crusty lace knit fuschia thong. Praise Jesus!”
Later Marcy downed a tab of LSD-25 and decided to play the trombone in a top hat. Sixty three guys stopped by and Marcy put down the trombone. The men unzipped their respective trousers and yanked on their groin sausages.
Besides the top hat, Marcy had on a little red mini skirt and her sleek and smooth looking low cut 90% nylon 10% spandex stretch support machine washable crusty lace knit fuschia thong. The 1st guy made his way towards Marcy as she knelt down on the mat opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out. He managed to shoot his 1st stream of squirt with such force that there was a wet audible “plop” as it hit the roof of Marcy’s mouth and she gagged slightly. About three more steady streams of squirt shot into her gaping yapper before the force of the stream quickly subsided. Marcy sucked the dick into her mouth and cleaned it off. Two more guys stepped up on each side of her and shot their spunky seed into her wide waiting mouth. After cleaning both dicks off, Marcy was busy again as three more men shot their loads of fresh baby batter directly onto her tongue. Marcy let the nut pearl slip down her tongue and collect. Four more men scurried up and came into Marcy’s mouth before she swallowed and smiled.
This all happened in about three minutes. In those three minutes, Marcy swallowed more man spunk than many Christian women will swallow in a lifetime. The pace slackened a bit and Marcy was able to spend a little time slurping each shlong into her mouth and sucking out the last bit of spunk As each spent man backed away from Marcy, another guy stepped up to replace him. This went on for about 25 minutes before Marcy caught an extra huge milky squirt squirt of hot spunky semen on the wrong part of her tonsil and heaved up a generous glop of half digested sperm onto the upper part of her now exposed breasts. Smiling, she quickly scooped up the spermy puke and managed to get most of it into her mouth and gulp it down with a nauseous grimace. A chubby man with body odor and a very short and stubby penis scurried up and shot an impressive stream of fresh hot semen into her waiting mouth. The sound of the squirt hitting her tongue was loud enough to make her and a couple of the guys laugh. Two other guys quickly made their way up and took their positions. Marcy caught the 1st guys load and it splashed into the previous loads she was saving in her mouth. She managed to suck the still squirting dick head into her mouth without swallowing. She cleaned the excess sperm off her face with her fingers, shoving it into her mouth. The next guy stepped up and let loose a stream of nut cream into her quickly filling mouth. Marcy gagged, then swallowed. Sperm coated her goiter. Marcy ate mucho cum.
“Behold, I will corrupt your seed and spread dung upon your faces.” Laughed Marcy (Malachi 2:3)
The next day Marcy went out to a ritzy place for breakfast. She had a Mcmuffin, god damn it.
Marcy died when she was 83.
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Something happened to me years ago that I’ve never told anyone about, but I still think about that day all the time when I lived in California.

Jackie and I

I will come to the main point I am a slut. I am a 32-year-old female nasty cock sucking cum slut mom of two and not by the true definition a regular fucking whore