so i got a pile of stick books out
and arranged them all by name
Hustler Mayfair Playboy Penthouse
ensuring that none of them were the same
i reverently opened each grot mag carefully
to a page that made me sweat
loosened my belt and adjusted my fly
almost ready to get set
a glossy printed mosaic
of naked women lay in front
a mouth-watering puzzle of tits and arses
a jigsaw of shaven cunt
the models they smiled
they beckoned they teased
as they presented their carnal goods
i was more than just pleased
i pulled out my pecker
and started to wank like a demon
in no time flat. ..
the pages were covered in semen
then from behind the front counter
the newsagent silently rose
he shouted at me very angry like
“Are you gonna pay for those?”
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!
"Hear Me Out"
"Hear me out, what if we ran away together?" "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here. We could move to a new city or to Canada, or we could disappear from society to live in the middle of the woods. Maybe a combination of two of those things would be good. What do you say?"
By Kay Husnick7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
I suppose carnal rage comes at a cost 😂