this poem is a little emotional history of getting ready to go to work at the bar in the nighttime
Getting ready for work
in my apartment
she didn’t even take her clear heels off
in that little area where the shoes and whores go
i dangled cock at her
and sucked good.
i spurted eight creamy loads
zipped up and
walked off to work
Get up in there and bury your cock up her ass and fuck her senseless
See the thing about black ass that’s so special is that even though it took skin stretching growth spurts to build the foundation of the black ass, the color of the skin hides most of the veins and stretch marks. The blemishes are there but they aren’t as obvious as on white ass. Also, like the Chinese ass, the dark ass is solid. Once cock is up that tight hole the rest of the ass cheek is rock hard. It doesn’t flap around loosely like some kite on windy beach, it holds its position like one of the young Janissaries outside of Jameh Mosque of Isfahan.
Once inside G-strung’s ass, you fuck hard and your body bangs against hers. Her ass ripples, ever so slightly while your balls smash against her empty cunt lips.
You’ve never had a black ass before. You’ve always had white ass. You’re not a racist. You just haven’t had a chance to get around much. You’ve always been the type to kind of stick to yourself. You went to parties. You had black friends. You knew lots of white girls with black boyfriends and husbands, but you just never dipped your stick in chocolate pussy. You’re not sure how it happened. But here G-strung was ass up and face down looking absolutely scrumptious and you would be a fool not to partake in a little black booty. You could choose her cunt or her ass or take a dip in each. You climbed on top of her and it was nothing like sliding easily onto your wife’s mushy body. This was like climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. It took effort. It took an oxygen pack to scale this great big black ass. It had to be 4.5 kilometers up into the sky. Once you were up there, you already felt like you had accomplished something. You were raging with confidence. Your life had purpose. Then you found the balls to push your dick into the soft folds of this black chick’s flesh. Your cockhead spread her pink insides open. Her insides slipperily slid onto you until her cunt lips gripped the base of your dick. She used her lips to pitch a tent to protect you from all the ills of life. Deep in that pussy you were safe from the weather, from domestic bullshit, from your asshole boss, from monotony. You were happy in there and considered letting your desire to cum—to shoot seed—overtake you. You were on the verge of finishing inside this cunt, but you suffered a stronger desire to try this bitch’s ass.
You pulled the cock out. Her strong cunt lips held you tight but ultimately acquiesced to your every primal desire. Her asshole was a perfectly symmetrical triskaidecagon. You wondered momentarily of Pythagoras was an ass man. Probably. Anyways, you had your own juicy ass to focus on today. No time to think about geometry. Back on track, you pushed your glistening cockhead into G-strungs stupdendous ass and soft the soft anus flesh pushed back gently like a soft lever, like a flower petal, like a wormhole in one of your outer body experiences. You felt a pit in your gut. That’s the feeling of depravity. Unmistakable.
You were fucking this black hooker up her ass (it’s not pejorative thought, mind you. She was literally black and a hooker) . When you tried anal with your wife it was always awkward and a little hostile. Even in the rare instances when your wife tried hard her ass acted tight and uncooperative like a suburban country club was with minorities. But this black hooker, G-strung, had an ass like a rest stop. Anyone could come and enjoy a little break from the horrors and boredom of day-to-day life. You pushed your cock all the way. You felt her tight ass grip the root of your cock like she had undone her hair and pushed a hairband onto the bottom of your shaft like a cock ring. That was her muscular sphincter. The ring of her anus really gripped the bottom root of your cock, just over the balls. You started slow but at that depth the only thing to do was to add speed to the sodomy. There was nothing stopping you from going balls deep until your nuts were smacking her wet sloppy cunt lips.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
There was no vaginal wall up her ass that your cock head could bang against painfully. Nope. G-strung’s asshole was infinite pleasure. Well, it wasn’t infinite, but the pleasure went deeper than your cock, so from your cock’s perspective it was infinite——holy shit, you were beginning to cum and a new choice broke your train of thought.
Well, stud, looks like you have another hard choice to make, you sodomizer:
Cum outside the bitch
I love this chick with fake eye lashes
big tits, and small little demure nipples
the fake eyelashes tell me something:
that her pussy is shaved
that her throat muscles relax
when speared with dick
that her tits bounce when she sits on cock
that her curls took her hours
while thinking of her clit getting fingered
her ass getting stuffed
her hair being pulled
fake eyelashes tell me
that if i whip it out
and eat good
Chick with Fake Eyelashes uses tits to sign for delivery
Shall I compare thee to a shot of cum?
Shall I compare thee to a shot of cum?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake your darling tits of Milky May
Yet Cum’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot in the eye oh heaven shines
o’ spurts and oft’ your complexion glistens
and every fair viscous globule declines
by chance if your bush is untrimmedit is only in the mouth
in my eternal ogle i growest
so long as i can’t but breathe
i jizz and this gives life to thee
so long this lives, the jizz,
will one day land upon another made-up face
Shall I compare thee to a stream of splooge?
Shall I compare thee to a stream of splooge?
Thou art more lovely and saucy:
Hot juices do cake the edges of the mouth,
And the hair, sticky and too bossy:
Sometime too glossy the eye of a bitch sparkles,
And often is one’s eye turned red;
And every shootee sometime dines
At restaurants where the tip is left saliva’d.
Thy eternal flavor shall not fade never
Nor lose possession of that panspermia thou ownest
Nor shall the trash claim the love we’ve made
When your long live every whore stomachs are full until they groanest.
So long as men leave spitroasting beef jam-packed
Gluttonously bathing in this termination of prized act
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BBW Korean needs dick hard up the speculative ass
BBW Korean needs her abstract hair pulled moot
BBW Korean cornflower needs to be yanked down to her knees
BBW Korean needs my crestfallen hand on her coarse throat when she cums second rate
BBW Korean needs…
…her duck lips turned into dick lips
…her face smushed into my gross balls where she can tongue down and lick my hairy ass
…to lick up my pelt cum from the indecent floor while I stuff her inferior ass
…her own post on my firm website where I can show the slut off to the knotty world
wants to be a
i slap her flat ass
at the bar.
she stands up straight
elbows at her sides
trying desperately to squeeze
“drop to your knees!”
my hope is to
face fuck her
in front of her attorney colleagues.
turns out her partner
licks my ass
deepthroats my big
brown dick cleverly
The motherfucking guy
big as a truck
with thick biceps
and big strong hands
grabbed my wife by the hair
fistful of ponytail
he pushed her down onto bulging cock
big motherfucking cock
the kind that hisses when it comes out of pants
as she half-shrieks half-moans
the kind that makes wrinkles form over her brow
when she takes it into her throat
the kind that makes drool leak out the sides of her mouth
when she bobs up and down on it
to pleasure him
while I watch
She’s straddling him
kissing him tenderly
while his cock takes a break
i lick my wife’s asshole
for round two
her tits are torpedoes and ETFs:
double F tits
she never pays for a thing,
a triple A credit rating
from Davao to Madagascar
even on the island of Java
they kneel to this Queen bitch
carve statues in her esteemed
breasty bimbo honor
…FB censors, Moctezuma flashes…
Three erotic poems for Lady
These poems were requested using the poem request service
Lady’s face is pretty
But so it her bottom
He holds her chin
in his hand to examine
He looks her over
She shivers with trepidation
But he is very pleased
And caresses the back of her neck
Before planting a kiss
That makes her little hairs stand.
Up my ass
He loves me
So open to him
Open my asshole
Raw hard and mean
Cause he loves me after
Baby, even your armpit is beautiful
He pulled down her halter top
Both of her tits proudly splashed out
Big, round drops
From a thunderstorm
Not the little sprinkle of some bullshit sunshower.
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Full Spread Ahead
with her ass cheeks spread open
head buried in the sheets
asshole stretched out and open
like a train tunnel to a foreign land
thighs thick and smooth
panties damp at ankles
she seems about right
for me to jam my locomotive
full speed into her
She wags her tongue
power my engine