Crazy Bitch — How to fuck a Crazy Bitch

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Crazy Bitch — How to fuck a Crazy Bitch

face fuck the crazy bitch
go up there into her place
thrown her down to her knees
using her hair as a handle
stick dick in her face
make her eat cock
hold her nostrils closed
fishhook her lips
make her mascara run and clump
get her on her back
launch hips at her
her throat stretches around dick
jizz so deep in the slut she doesn’t even taste
the cum she craves so badly
she will impale herself on it the way she does
the way she will launch her body forward in every attempt to please you
she needs you to say “good girl” or else she won’t feel anything but insecure
she’s a classic subbissive and you’re here to dominate the cunt
buckle up. leave.

POEM: If you do it in front of me it’s not cheating

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POEM: If you do it in front of me it’s not cheating

she squeezes
her massive juggs
together

i lick her pussy

“will facefucking that
skinny girl in the white dress
break your heart?”

she cums, moaning like a hurt cat

“don’t break my heart,” she says
her pussy quivering around my cock

i pinch one nipple
of her melons,
“it won’t break
if i do it
in front of you.”

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Poem: Rip Her Uterus Out

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Poem: Rip Her Uterus Out by Moctezuma Johnson

for Renata

my wife is being a real cunt
yelling every day
“it’s called periods,” Renata says
so when i fucked her this morning
i grabbed hold of her uterus
to rip the fucker out
but it was a slippery fuck
and my wife said, “get the fuck off me
what’s wrong with you?”
and kicked me off the bed.

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Spreading the word: M-o-a-n-!

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Spreading the word: M-o-a-n-!

spelling it out has never been more fun

smutpunk-freedom-flagi had her there, looking as sad as an upside down w
each of her legs sprawled out over the arms of the chair
i had her there, spread out with her mouth in an o
like she was pouting or about to let out an orgasm:
ahh ahh ahhhhh she was breathing heavy
her breasts heaving
her clit filling up with passion
she leaned forward like an n as the final wave of pleasure
smacked her like knifing an ! into her ass

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she’s kneelingeud-292759-present_a_facefuck-eachasscheeklookslikeasperm

her necklace is beautiful

the sun is catching the silver

flashing it into my eyes

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it’s saying to get her tonsils

 

she’s kneeling

beside the convention hall

where we had queued up before

now cars amble by

people on bikes are across the highway

by the Hudson river

a helicopter takes off nearby

 

she’s kneeling

her fit ass looks hot

and round sitting on her heels

“that’s it, babe. Deep.”

Her necklace is beautiful

SMUTPUNK 4LYF

Her throat muscles

milk out the cumshot

I shoot some into her mouth

pull out and shoot more

right onto the smutpunk necklace

we both smile

 

she’s kneeling with my cum

on her necklace

gooily hanging

and we are happy

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Poem: Romance on Skates (aka my friend, my friend she’s got some skates) #LPRTG #MrBrtg #Poem

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Poem by Moctezuma Johnson for Emme

(cue Phish’s “My Friend, My Friend” in your mind’s ear)

My friend, my friend she’s got some skates
A statement from her former date
When she was easy but alone
Without her trusted chaperon
But what of pink glittered wheels
Affix the plug and seal the deal
Grasps the handle, sticks the butt plug
Up ass so tight with smut love
my friend my friend, she celebrates
my friend SMUTPUNKs and masturbates

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That’s right, baby, SMUTPUNK riffs as much as Phish, Parliament/Hunkadelic, and the Duke all rolled up on one stage. Now check out my wife’s Book Series called Romance on Skates because it’s glittery awesomeness. And remember, folks, you can’t fax glitter no matter how scantily clad you are.

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Poem by Moctezuma Johnson

Peel Another Banana, America

You love Aztec bitches

in their feathered headress

tattoed Teotitlan titties

hairless heiroglypic cunts

Today Tijuana has–

Meshica cunt shtuffed

full of obsidian cock–

Dress her up like an Aztec

in jaguar skin

to sacrifice at the altar

of thick Moctezuma cock

lay her on the stone

high atop pyramid

high on princess pussy

with King-sized cock

plunge that guatemalteca

like you were splitting her

in two, ripping her apart

to get her entrails out

conquest style, imperialistic you

splatter that tomato-

chocolate- and coffee-inventing

face with dick drip

diciendo: “dame dame dame

todo el poder!”

cut out that heartbreak after

you make the jade wearing jade–

that slattern bitch

who brags that nowadays

she’s pure Spanish blood

dark corn tits

two hard niblets

silver plated teeth–

absorb moctezuma’s semen storm

the discharge deluge.

strip the strumpet

slap choad chili

on her Pharoah-like ajpuob forehead.

you own the was-going-to-be royalty now

gaping her ass this time

as you jam it all the way in to her whine

then let it all the way out to her sigh

on the fiend’s own fertile floor

home of her blood-thirsty gods

where birds chirp hysterically

whine sigh whine sigh

like they are getting ass-fucked

like strumpets, jungle-wide

the whole forest thirsts

what you give hard and domineering

the whole forest aims for what you take

yet she cries

as face gets blow-gunned with semen,

sprayed, like her idols are splatterpunked with blood.

smutpunk her with imperial cum

she is kneeling — tell her “suck,

to save yourself,”

she only sobs and murmurs it isn’t fair

you cock-slap her face

then jam it down past her tonsils

while salty rivers stream

down into the corners of her mouth

again, you stretch out the corners of her bowels

cum up her asshole

then throw her down

pyramid steps

nothing could have saved her

 

note:

some reviewer said i wrote about rape so i’ve decided to write about rape. thanks. if you can’t expect logic from a review why shouldn’t i indulge in it? what’s it called? double jeopardy? since I’ve already been found guilty of the crime via 1-star review it’s carte blanche on committing said crime. i’ve already paid the fine, so why not commit the crime with panache? So i’ve revisited this poem of the brutal imperialism of white people v. indians in the conquest of (latin) america. it’s a deep poem. i expect many won’t understand the point. if you do, please SHARE or leave a comment. Thanks, lovelies!