Last night grandma jones
lived her lifelong dream
six super dark dicks
jammed her holes with cream
she had a butt-gasm
and her old knees buckled
her ass was a chasm
and her husband
a cuckold
the interracial gang-bang
went real well
that night her heart exploded
she went straight to hell
Ole granny jones
is a persnickety beast..
brittle ass bones
pussy brimming with yeast
she’s got ancient tits
and an antique twat
she’ll pay you two bits
for a hot pot cumshot
her diaper’s full of turds
but she’s got this dream
a pack of wild coloreds
fill her fanny with cream
It’s a campground party
i’m feelin’ spun
shot some meth in my neck vein
to have some fun
hear some fillies in a tent
they be gig-a-lin’
so i unzip the flap
and i dive on in
on these plump white bitches
oh me oh my
took about 3 minutes
gave em both creampies
See the world
through the eyes
of a bag of shit
life is tuff
had enough
now it’s time to quit
sucked an old mans dick
for a pile of crack
i’m full of regrets…
i’d take it all back
ate a bowl of shit
for a sack of stuff
took a big fat hit
cuz life is tough
i walk down to the fishbowl
tap on the glass
ladies smiling at me
tryin’ to peddle some ass
the man said, number 3
is eager to please
so i took her upstairs
and she got on her knees
gave her 25 bucks
for a suck and a fuck…
i rolled bare-back
just to test my luck
“Why, you little piece of shit,” Mother howled, “I see the devil’s plucking your strings again!”
She’d walked in on her son, who was lying atop the cot of his quarters, fiddling himself gingerly. His trousers were around his knees. The boy wavered, discarded his cock, and proceeded to whimper. “It’s na-na-nothing, Ma, honest! I’s juss checking to see it works.”
Fluid matter sluiced his face, down the crook of his quivering chin. His innards folded with dread. Mother was raging again.
She roared, “Devil spawn! Repent sinner..!” Leaning in slowly, she whispered into his ear, “…Sinner,” then hit him with closed fist to the ribs. Thud!
“Owwww! Please Ma, don’t hit me again! I repent Lord! I repent! Please!” he wailed in earnest.
She doubled over and snatched his timid pecker with a pistol grip. “That’s it, that’s a good beast. Now it’s time to extract your sins in accordance with the ancient ways.”
“Ma, please, not again! …I repent! …I repented!”
“Silence!” she hissed, tugging briskly. Upon the upstroke, in an aggressive timbre, she scolded, “Repent!” Then on the downstroke, “Scum!” Her pace quickened as she recast over and over again, seething: “Repent! Scum! Repent! You scum!”
As the demon neared, she coupled her mouth to the shaft, ready to siphon the sins. The boy sniveled. “Forgive me Lord! Forgive muh.. muh… meeeEEE!”
His pumping phallus dumped gobs of demon spore into her hungry hole. When the throbbing finally relented, she gulped greedily, lapped at the excess, then, with an open hand, struck him hard at the base of his wilting sin tube. He yelped. Tears flowed.
Then, leaving the room, she denied he was her child and vowed to send him to an orphanage. He puddled under his pillow and extruded the emotions that were ripe in his heart, begging the Lord’s forgiveness.
There was no one listening.
The mighty king harold wore trousers made of velveteen. drank mead from a super fancy type golden goblet encrusted with all the rarest of gems and minerals. and he ruled his kingdom without mercy.
This morn we find our lord in his kingly quarters, chewing a sprig of parsley to cleanse the remnants of pussy and ass juices from his noble mouth. last nights’ fuck session had been a frenzied mix of pure and offensive pleasures.
18 of his finest whores had eagerly milked at least 8 loads from his sick-huge kingly dong, straight into their pussies and assholes. he even did that move where you start unloading in one girls ass and then pull it out and get the last few squirts into another girls’ pussy hole. super hot stuff. pussy to ass? sooooo dirty right? i mean, the kind of thing most dudes only dream about. but a very typical night for our king.
knock knock
“my lord there is a sir jimbo slice here to see you.”
jimbo was a vendor of exotic bitches and the finest truckstop whores.
jimbo did not bow to the king, he bowed to no one
he presented his finest and most darkest exotic whore,
the king started to fondle his own genitals in preparation, rubbing and smushing his regal balls and shaft.
“this be daisy, show him dat ass bish.”
daisy was quick to comply with her owners demand.
she nimbly unbuckled the loose weave of her dungarees and displayed her enormously dark anus to the king.
it was a supermassive black hole with all the gravitational pull of the universe. it sounded like a damn tornado.
upon its unveiling the kings cock swelled with maximum desire and began spegettifying quickly toward the mass. her asshole was inhaling everything in the room. and when the tip of the king’s cock hit the eclipse, he jizzed a sick load.
he screamed ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
i’m cummminnngg! i’m fuckin cuminnngggggg!!!
his regal load was the singularity
it spawned the milky way.
Jim dandy was a double agent, in deep cover, blending with the hard up folks of north korea.
Kim Jong Un tested jim this very morning with a devious ploy. he sent an aids whore to jim’s bungalow in an attempt to give him aids through sexual pleasures.
jim, an operative for 20+ years was not phased by kim jong’s rookie maneuver. instead of making unprotected love with this dame, he commanded the aids riddled whore to assume the face down-ass up position. and ordered her to spread her cheeks nice n wide.
his double agent training made this quite easy, he furiously wailed away on his weiner till he was bout to blow, and when he was jizzing, he stuck just the head of his double agent dong into the aids girls korean asshole. he dumped several hot wads of his sauce straight into her infected colon. sure there was some chance of aids transmission with this dangerous play. but a double agent can’t play it safe everyday. it was a calculated risk.
well calculated and well worth it. her asian ass was very tight and his orgasm whilst inside it was quite fulfilling.
oh hey filthydee
how you doing today?
well thank you for asking.
i’m excited to say
i’m feelin’ triggered….yeah
someone said something bad
and i’m triggered….yup
they made me real mad
i thought i heard rape
and i started to cry
someone said anal gape
and i had to ask why
it seems no-body here
gives a fuck about me
enough to tap-dance
around my sensibilities
i’m fuckin’ triggered…
and i’ve got a target to blame
gonna fire up the blog…
and cover them in shame
Jake Stevens was a two bit hood outta Kansas city. He never knew his father.
Jake’s mother, Darla, was a truck stop whore who gave it up for loose change, long rides, and mentholated cigarettes.
Jake was a bonus from one of Darla’s rig-hauling tricks. She’d mentioned that Jake’s likely father was a pleasant enough fellow who’d treated her as good as a whore deserved.
Daddy drove off in his big rig with a smile on his face and ass on his breath.
Jake was surly as they come.
Greg heard tornado sirens in the distance…pressure loomed.
His dog’s Matey and Steve were licking themselves into a frenzy on his new burgundy leather sofa.
Greg was a man accustomed to facing fears. So, he showed no reaction, or mercy to the pending doom of the twister.
Presently, the dogs switched positions and began to sniff each other much more deeply, savouring every moment. They reveled in the glory of a sniff while dying in the raging twister.
Greg’s face betrayed his despondence as he died.
Hip, hop hooray
it’s fuckin aids day
i threw a bug chasin’
gang bang
for my birthday
now i’m down to catch the hiv’
if you’re ready to give
drop your loads in my ass
and watch
my loins quiv
see my eyes roll back
into my head
let’s fire up some crack
and smoke til’ we’re dead
god willing…
cuz life is pain
cream filling…
AIDS TRAIN!
FilthyDee 