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The countess yelled
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the countess yelled
"i have the biggest arse in stockholm!"
and i probed the background noise
veal jam against kobe meat
the delectation intensified
instantaneously

the countess yelled
"i have the biggest cunt in stockholm!"
and finally i reached the end
of the taut mushy carnality
then she reached la petite mort

the countess yelled
"i have the biggest tits in stockholm!"
and i gave her a boobjob while
she gave me the greatest smile

the countess yelled
"i have the softest cheeks in stockholm!"
and it was better than icecream

the countess yelled
"i have the tastiest cum in stockholm!"
and i ate her out for hours
the fountain never stopping

the countess yelled
"i have the biggest nipples in stockholm!"
and i convinced her to
get piercings there
and now she climaxes
every time we hug

the countess yelled
"i am built like a horse!"
and i rode her from dusk til
dawn til dusk til dawn

"i am the oldest virgin in stockholm!"
and i taught her a thing or two
and she taught my girlfriend
about clitoral masturbation

the countess yelled
"maria was 84 when she got pregnant!"
so i made her pregnant
too on the first try
and now shes
bequeathed
50 million to me

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IF I WAS A GIRL

after the corona vaccine 2021 i wanted to be a woman hardcore
i met a doctor and got an appointment
except in stockholm its under the psychiatric system
so its impossible
when checking their homepage they said
"this might be the first time you use dresses and makeup"
so i realized how it would be
if i ever acted non-woman theyd take me off of hormones and meetings
and i shift costantly so it would be impossible
i never even got my first meeting
and no hormones

but
i also want round soft breasts like a woman
i want women to envy my body
i want to set trends
i want la petite mort
i want to continue fucking after cumming
i want day long foreplays
i want multiple orgasms
i want a sexuality which doesnt just
mean FUCK EVERYTHING IN SIGHT
i want to wake up wet instead of hard
i want bigger more sensitive neon pink
nipples that poke through my tight t shirt
i want to shower for hours steaming hot
making my shapes grow and then finish
myself off with the stream on my clit
i want guys on full commuter trains
pushing their hardons against me
i want my clitoris licked
i want squirting shuddering pleasure
i want 2 cocks to simultaneously stroke my g spots
i want to write quality erotica
i want lots of emotions
i want to be lazy
i want my moans to sound like jojo jinx
i want a soft tender light voice
i want to manipulate guys to do what i want
i want a big fat cock inside of me every
day without getting hemorrhoids
i want vivid imagination
i want powerful dreams
i want to be a woman
i dont want hormones which would fuck up
my mental state even worse than any neuroleptic
and i know theyd just pump me full of more shit
when i got a second / female puberty so its hopeless
let me at least get dreams of
being a woman
if dreaming is surely
wishful thinking

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Sex+droger=himlen
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året var 2023. jag hade börjat röka mer och mer.

jag fick kvinnors väsen till mig när jag låg i sängen på dagen. behövde inte röra någonting, men kändes bättre än sex ändå.

sen var det en kille som ofta skröt om sin stereo. var visst 11:2 surround vid det här laget.

när jag vilade vid 3 tiden så hörde jag något fjärran. 2 kvinnor som stönade. kom på att det var en turkisk 45 åring och en svensk 73 åring.

det var så klart kopplat till hans system. hans lägenhet låg 20 meter bort, men jag kunde höra det ändå. varje gång jag hörde något av kvinnornas stön var det som en underbar adrenalin stöt genom kroppen.

jag kunde inte hålla mig längre och gick över dit. när jag öppnade så var det bara de 2 kvinnorna, i 69 position.

de släppte in mig med öppna armar. jag knullade turkiskan och fistade gamla tanten samtidigt. videon finns på hans privata youtube kanal. varje gång jag kollar den får jag tillbaks känslan.

jag hamnade på psyket. helt ologiskt. det verkar som om rökning ger mig disciplin.

så jag hade börjat städa, tvätta, göra rent, varje dag. men det tyckte inte sadistiska psykiatrin om. så de "tog hand" om mig.

väl där träffade jag göteborgskan beija. hon hade starka åsikter om allting. vi pratade hela dagarna.

dag 3 så tänkte jag på allt jag vill säga till henne nästa dag, när jag låg i sängen.

somnade och hade våta drömmar om henne. vaknade vid 5 tiden på morgonen och runkade länge i duschen.

men hur skulle vi kunna knulla? det var ju alltid nån kristen bombad tant som klagade på att man ens rörde vid varandras händer, eller så var det personalen som hade ett sjätte sinne kring om några knullade i duschen.

konstigt nog hade jag bara en ren t shirt, så det var det enda jag gick ut med. fick panik när det inte var en enda person på avdelningen.

gick till beijas rum, det enda som var öppet. hon klädde sig tvärtemot, bara en tröja.

hennes tuttar hängde ner till fittan, och hon hade sitt bruna hår täckandes de.

hon började prata direkt, och slutade aldrig. hon bjöd mig på en cigg, och vi rökte tillsammans. jag började tänka "slicka fitta" hela tiden, och precis som förut, fick jag adrenalin shocker av det varje gång.

hon la sin hand på mitt lår, och det tog inte lång tid förrän jag var stenhård. hon pratade fortfarande hela tiden, men jag märkte inget.

jag la hennes hand runt min kuk, hon tystnade ett tag, men tittade fortfarande ut i intet. jag hjälpte henne runka av mig. när jag kom började hon prata stup i kvarten igen.

jag tog av mig tröjan, och hon sa, medans hon smekte mina fasta bröst, "det där är 96B, inte D". jag frågade hur stor hon va, hon sa "70F".

frågade om jag kunde få se de. hon tog långsamt bort sitt hår, och jag blev hårdare än någonsin förut. stora areolas och ännu större bröstvårtor, som lyste neonrosa.

jag började slicka de, men hon sa att sugning var bättre. jag frågade efter ett tag om någon knullat hennes bröst, och hon sa nej, men ville gärna. jag kom på 30 sekunder, skönast i hela mitt liv, än så länge.

hon tog av sig brallorna och visade en perfekt fet fitta. tog lång tid innan jag hade penetrerat henne helt. hon kom efter 30 minuter, stånande högt, och då avslutade personalen vårt knullande.

sen blev jag bannlyst på facebook i 8 veckor efter att ha pratat om khazarerna.

visste inte vad jag skulle göra. jag levde för likes! så jag gick ut och öppnade dörren till min granne, som jag innan hatat. vi hade telepatiknullat till slut förut, men jag avbröt det, och hon grät som en krokodil. sofia, halv bulgarisk halv från ghana. hon hade inget emot mitt besök.

vi rökte hela dagarna, och pratade hej vilt. hon var lika öppensinnad som mig. behövde inga piller längre och hade inte ångest.

sen en dag frågade jag henne vad hon skulle göra med 500kr. hon sa köpa en vit lådvin. så vi gjorde det.

när vi kom hem till henne igen så började vi dricka. framåt kvällen la vi och klädde av oss, hon stapplade upp nästan ramlandes för att röka ännu fler cig emellanåt.

till slut öppnade hon upp för mig. hon sa att varje vecka sen hon var 30 (hon var 47 nu) så ringde hennes morsa och sa "nu är det för sent att bli gravid!" så hon ville inte ha intravaginal sex.

vi började med analt, och jag kom snabbt. så tajt hål.

sen oralt, hon var så våt. kändes underbart. sen tuttknullande. jag märkte då, att på grund av rökandets och drickandets effekt, var min försperma så mycket som att komma varje sekund.

sen runkade hon av mig, och efter några till utlösningar verkade det till slut som om mitt kumm hade tagit slut. hela hon och jag var geggig med det.

så hon vågade släppa in mig i sin kunt. jag behövde knappt göra något, hennes fittmuskler masserade min kuk något otroligt. jag kom igen och igen, men ingen kuksaft rann ur.

sen somnade jag inuti henne, och hade de mest fantastiska scifi/fantasy sexdrömmarna.

vid 5 tiden kom en liten etiopisk kvinna, del av personalen och störde oss, och sa, att man inte fick sova över hos någon annan.

en annan kvinna, en spåtant, hade sagt att hon ville ha en ny mobil. och sofia sa att hon ville ha en ny peruk. skulle ha kostat 15000.

så jag frågade min förvaltare. 3 dagar senare hade jag blivit förflyttad till tullinge.

de vill aldrig att man ska må bra, inte för länge i alla fall. vi är alla som del av deras sjuka experiment.

väl där fick jag migrän, och rökande funkade inte längre. inget funkade till slut.

så... jag hoppade. den dagen ville jag ha hjälp att komma in på psyket. men då hade det varit en drive-by i farsta strand. 15 sårade och 2 döda. så de hade ingen ambulans att skicka, om det inte var "nödvändigt".

jag väntade i timmar och timmar. av någon anledning, när personalen ringer 112, så får jag bara mer och mer ångest. värre än jag någonsin haft förut. gick inte att existera.

landade på huvudet. har varken knullat eller runkat sen dess. det har gått 13 månader. men lever fortfarande, har inte mycket ont, har slutat med 20 piller om dagen. nu tar jag bara 1mg risperdal 1 gång i månaden, det räcker.

jag är fortfarande paralyserad i magen och neråt, men får stånd ibland efter medicinändringen, men den är halvhård och halvlång.

tror fortfarande att det skulle gå att knulla. är väldigt svårt att runka dock, för mina lår kniper ihop sig, och är skitstarka, så jag når bara kukhuvudet.

vill fråga någon, "kan du sära på mina ben så jag kan runka?", men vågar inte...

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Porn is the greatest invention of mankind
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right. dont feel like writing.

its been like that for awhile.

probably not noticable. anyway =***(

yep. that chick didnt show up.

as for porn vs the real thing

porn is always better

because losers dont get any punani, ever

so they resort to other means

which no one obviously likes

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Seeing the good in the antichrist
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so theres more to the
latest antichrist story
before she slams the door
she yelled
YOU CAN MOAN WITH
EVERYONE BUT
NOT WITH ME
as i noticed in her last
verbal holocaust
where she leaned over to me
and constantly
threw back
her hair
i wonder
is yelling
her only way
to get someone
to like her?
does she have
no other way
to do it?
yes
its true
ive only thought of
her in negative terms
until recently
but its obviously not enough
when i said yet again
i need to pull myself
up in bed
she meant it was
completely useless
with the words
WOW 2 CENTIMETERS
so she actually
wants me to
jack off about her
fantasize about her
touch her all over
moan in her precense
and talk dirty to her
nearly every other nurse
gives me a boner nowadays
when they touch me
but she doesnt
its gotten so bad
that even if
they catch me
watching porn
when they wham
open the door
as soon as i
hear her voice
i go limp

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Fantasy miss 70 iq
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so. i had a fantasy (that i wanted to ask 3 different women. GUESS WHO) for several days which went like this:

i: can you help me masturbate? all you need to do is spread my legs and i can grab my whole wheenie.

RIGHT. im not close like that to anyone. so it wont happen. obviously.

oh, miss 70 IQ said after id wanked for 3 mins in the shower with "HAVENT YOU FINISHED SHOWERING YET????". later she said "youre the only one who knows im short!!!!!!!!!!" i said something in which she repeated 5 times "why do you say that no one wants to talk to you???!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!"

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Downsides of circumcision
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so i got notification that the dickpic thread on literotica was updated. was some guy with a tiny weiner, erect but pointing downward. his skin looked a gross beige too.

go to facebook. meme about the downsides of circumcision. turns out, an 8 incher will turn to 3 inch after surgery. theres 8 parts of the dick, and 5 are removed then.

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Multiple orgasms in males
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you need 10+ hour foreplay. or watching porn or writing erotica for that long. or lying in bed with closed eyes and fantasizing. then you put a string (i used the one i use to tie my hair into a ponytail) around the cock and balls, tightly. then you fuck or masturbate. when i tried it yesterday, i cummed 7 times, like a decilitre.

the only woman whos made me cum multiple times is julia. but it was no foreplay. we started fucking in the evening, then i stroked her as she was sleeping. then we continued in the morning. in the afternoon i finally cummed, after an 18 hour long erection. she kept telling me "i cant believe im your first" "what a pretty dick!" "your cock feels so good".

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Affecting the countess
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affecting the countess

so before bella
there was really
no one that cared
both about me
and i couldnt
change anyone
for the better

but i managed to find
cecilias email
address yesterday

so sent her a lengthy letter
without trying to piss her off
or send her to a mental ward
(my poems usually do that)
so it was normal and boring

she replied the next day
not a lot of words
"i cant write more
as i am going to
eat dill meat"
yes id like to eat
her tanned
cunt as well

then in the reply
i talked some
about our
mutual friend
miss hostel

i had asked her
how many rooms
she had
"26"?
that doesnt make sense
but i realized then
that was her depth
in centimeters
nice
better than
lady Ks 20cm

im sure when julia
took my virginity
my cock actually
turned bigger
because of her
pheromones
i guess

at that time i could
also hear my OCD
so id look at a chick
and say "jättebra"
("superbig")
in my mind
and her tits would
automagically
get bigger

talking to julia
for 4 days now
(its over already
i broke her heart)
she just repeated the
same incessant whining
it was just a copy of
her 2014 self

but yes
as she said
she still looks
like a 16 year old
top model

as for the pic
her tits dont look big there
but when shes lying down
theyre huge

for lady K its the
same as my D cups
when she lies down
theyre almost invisible
shes the same age as
cecilia, 75
and her tits are still
completely firm
no hang at all

both cecilias
and ingrids tits
hang down to their
belly button and
cunt respectively

one of the things
she said was
"everyones cunt
is tiny and dry
mine is gigantic
and dripping"

well
i have opinions about that
she said that when she gets horny
she actually get tighter
she tried repeatedly to ride my cock
but hopped off everytime
complaining about the large girth

anyway
i have to stroke
my cock now
the excitement
is becoming
unbearable
cya
if i think
"jättehård"
("superhard")
for a few minutes
it starts throbbing like
in my teens again
wonderful
i will probably
cum in 10 secs

oh
to actually talk about the title
she once came onto the radio show
with plum dyed hair
i said she had the most
beautiful hair in stockholm

i didnt realize it then
but thats when she
started yelling out
in a crowded street
or full lunch room
"i have the biggest
tits ass cunt cheeks
in stockholm!"
ok gotta cum now

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A black and a white woman
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a black woman with a boobjob had just started working at fountain house. i sat in the quiter room of the eating place, or maybe she did. anyway, we managed to sit at the same table. she mentions shes from ghana, and i mention i have finnish roots. then the reggae queen says "im finnish, and ive had several ghanian boyfriends, they seem to fit together". miss ghana says her smartphone hasnt been working since this morning, and she needs it to open the door to her apartment. she dumped it in the toilet, lol. anyway, she tries turning it on, and says later "my smartphone only works with you".

she starts crying as she starts eating, as she "hasnt eaten for days" and it tastes so good. i hold her hand, but get OCD quickly so let go of it. then she rushes to the toilet and pukes. anyway, she was hardcore, saying things, completely at random, like "if youre gay in ghana you get killed!". then i didnt use dresses or any female attribute, i was just talking, and thats the impression she got from me. that gothenburg woman, after our telepathic sex ended prematurely, said bitterly "gays are happy", to which i wanted to reply "dykes are angry", but didnt. miss latina said at a party later "oh i met this one guy, we dated, and he was completely limp the whole time!". guys have so many demands on them from gals. bella appretiated me though, but she never gave me a boner, except for sex of course, but i never came inside of her.

i need someone tight, like that blonde happy dannish granny in tullinge, again. we went for a walk in the woods and came to a dead end, she said she wanted to photograph me there, with the light shining through. as she held out her hands to get a steady grip, her boobs now looked huge, so my erection quickly rose. then she stood closer and closer, showing lots of pics shed taken, my boner poking against her butt. i slowly started moving my hands across her body, noticing nothing of what she said, but she seemed to grow more and more happy all the time.

i took out my smartphone and turned on a porno. after a few mins she reacted with, "do you want to do that to me?". i obliged. the position was legs at the face, this allows the cock to reached longer into the cunt. when i was halfway with my 18 centimeters in, after 5 mins of very slow humping, i came. she was just so tight. she said later she thought she was only 7 centimeters, and no one had ever reached that deep inside of her.

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Jag tror jag inte blir gay
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you
know
its ironic
that the only guy
who fancied me had a 4cm dick
WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH IT

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This is love this is love
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so, ever since i majorly
reduced my meds
each day
when i rest
at noon
i feel... magic?
not sparkles
but almost better
butterflies!
just a strong feeling of joy and happiness
ive only felt that in short bursts before
when...
falling in love!
it was the strongest and longest today
at first it started at my heart
then stretched to my whole body
shortly after reaching my cock
it got so hard it was practically
glued to my stomache
then i put a string around it and my balls
and it began pulsating
i put it harder
and now it was pulsating in length too
going in and out of my belly button
eventually i cummed
without touching myself at all
it quickly filled it up
then it pretty much erupted out of it
i licked up all i could
and the cum was steaming hot
and very sweet and spicey
and i noticed now
my cock grew to twice its size
just like in my recent
autofellatio dreams
so i managed to take half
of it into my mouth
better than any sex ive had
i didnt even need to suck
because of the strong pulsing
and eventually i cummed again
now it got limp finally
but still maintained its length
so i figured why not
and put it in my butt
just like with julias asshole
i cummed in a minute
and this continued
10 more times
i was gonna lick it all up
but instead i started
fingering myself
it was wetter than
any cunt ive felt
as my cock got
limper and limper
my ass stretched more
and eventually i
could get my
whole hand in
eventually my ass
tightened and my
hand plopped out
so i started stroking
my cock and put it
in again at the right
length and hardness
and then tried
to fall asleep
it didnt work
so i figured i should
try to cum and then
id be more relaxed
a second before i did
there was a knock
on the door
and then i was instantly
teleported to dreamland
then it happened which
didnt, i was supposed to
have a threesome with miss
electro opera and bella
but 1 hour before
she was gonna come
i got taken to closed
psychiatric care
anyway, i opened my eyes
not realizing i was dreaming
and electro opera
stepped through the door
it was in the middle of summer
so she only had a minimal
bathing suit on
while bella and
i were already
naked in bed
i had just tried
something new
fingering her with
3 fingers in the
cunt and ass each
something ive never
seen a porno of
strangely enough...
electros eyes
opened wide
and said she also
wanted to try that
she undressed and
handed us both
3 XTC pills
not short thereafter
bella cummed over
and over again
while trying to scream
through her moans
Y
Y
YOU
YOU
YOU FUCK LIKE
A PORNSTAR
this gave me an idea
so i turned on my laptop
and started the webcam
all the while
bella was fingering electra
like i had been doing
both her holes were even wider
so i suggested we do
one of them each
one of electras hands
was firmly gripped
around my cock
while the other had entered
bellas cunt completely
it didnt work for my hand
but hers was smaller
electra wanted a foursome
just like it had been
3 guys with her
so she took out
2 strap on dildos
so i was fucking electra
while bella was fucking me
and electra fucking bella
all the while their tits
pressing against my chest
we were all moaning higher
and higher
as the XTC was
doing its magic
so my neighbors
got interested
but all i wanted
was warm maria
so while 10 women
were fucking eachother
i sneaked out
to her apartment
she had the most
perfect ass imaginable
at least in those jeans
she always wore
she also had warm
wool sweaters
even in summer
so hugging her
was a trip
i must have knocked 20 times
and she finally opened
she had said a lot
that she gets real sick
from anything
and then you
dont see her
for ½ year
but i always
thought that
was a lie
i often saw her at
the grocery store
stocking up on goodies
but i never said
anything then
but it was true
her apartment was littered
with old food packages
but her body was warmer
than anytime before
if she hadnt worked out
shed weighted several
100s kilos by now
so thats what she
had been doing
her face always
looked so sad
like shed cry
for hours each day
but now she lit up
she was using tight clothes
but her ass looked just as huge
and round and good
and her tits looked bigger
she usually didnt use a bra
so again
hugging her was
a great pleasure
she had hinted
that her cunt
was tight before
when i had commented
that women always say
im too big
with
"i have a small kitty"
and it was true
she wanted me to
penetrate her directly
but as i only got
my cockhead in
she bent over
and wished me to
fill up her asshole
it was like
fucking sheila
or catti
which both said
they were built
like "horses"
but they
were more like
hippopotamuses
but marias body
was warmer and
strangely enough
softer
and also wetter
as sweat was all
over her body
and more curves
we fucked like that
for a long time
then switching to
where she had her legs
all the way up to her ears
but i was still filling
up her asshole
as i finally cummed in it
she cummed too
and i tried again
to fill up her cunt
it was full of sweat
and milky cuntjuices
by now
it worked with
some difficulty
i think i cummed
3 times before my
whole 18 centimeters
was inside her
and then i woke up
to boring painful reality
"we were so worried
you werent contactable"
said a lady who was also built
like a hippopotamus
"the only thing in you
that seemed alive was your..."
a pitchblack woman
laughed broadly
who let me stroke
her cunt as she
was changing me
bent over
often pushing her tits
against my arm
and they wrapped both their
hands around my cock
"we cant put your diaper on
when your cock is like this"
they stroked it some more
"could you try to relax?"
i replied i probably had to
cum for it to happen
they laughed
and bathed their
hands in the cum
that was all over my
upper body and legs
well, thats the end
of this story
you see
i was just going to
change dip
when the
fire alarm
went off
probably has to do
with me writing this
and also, they had
burnt an apple pie
in the oven
quickly before
it happened
i got anxiety now
so the rest
of the day
will be shit
it went on for
like 5 mins
so i managed to get
cramps in my fingers
from stopping the sound
cya <3 =(

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The best sex that i never had
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so. miss economy was here. id asked her to read for me again, and for the most time yesterday, thats what she did.

well. first. bad news. i have to pay her 13000kr per year. before it was 4000. oh well.

now. good news. the reading. she didnt bend over or spread her legs like last time. just my luck. but it was SO good anyway. after awhile she said "oh its gone over 30 mins already!", while teetering on high heels, not knowing how to sit still.

but she continued. until 50 mins. then the staff entered, saying they need to change me. rrright. they knew she was here and just wanted to punish me. so she left.

before that though, i sent her naughty telepathy. after awhile my body was so full of good energies, that i couldnt even think. ive never had that pleasant sex.

she was reading from a daily newspaper. "should i read the whole thing?" i agreed. as she was getting more and more unsteady from wetness, shed sometimes ask about what she was reading, and i could only mutter "yeah" and "ok".

i started moaning, louder and louder, she didnt mind, and eventually chimed in on it. and stroking my now sensitive breasts, and the same thing happened there.

telepathy / telekinesis sex is simple. you just think of them, and think of what to say. eventually, they will respond back. if youre having trouble visualizing, try using pimeyes to find more revealing pictures of them. one i looked up had been a webcam pornstar before.

oh, the staff woke me up at 8 o clock sharp, and changed me in 3 mins? it was the antichrist, shed been on vacation for a month (it went that fast? ok...). except, she didnt yell me out once, and moaned often. niiice.

or, sex has always been that good, and for some reason i have been denying it. with julia, she said "youre so quiet in bed, just like petter!" (she also said our cocks were just as huge. that made me dream about having a threesome. well, wrote about it, but that story is gone gone gone). i replied "i have my body and mind busy pleasing you". shed say, all the time, when we were together, "i cant believe im your first!".

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Vill du ha ett 18cm långt möte
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jag kollade upp
medelkuklängden
för många år sen
de sa 15 centimeter
(en annan sa
faktiskt bara 11cm)
så blev mycket
imponerad
av mina 18cm
fick senare veta
att kvinnor föredrar
faktiskt omkrets mer
och där är jag
ännu större
30cm
om jag ska föra handen runt kuken
så måste jag öppna upp den en del
min handled är faktiskt mindre
runkar alltid med båda händerna
för kvinnohänder skulle
4 stycken behövas
förlåt!
upptagen med att
skriva en
amerikansk erotica
brb!

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Och jag glömmer aldrig
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anyway, ive re-written this many times. the earlier ones were dirty. the brain uses 70% of the bodys energy, but when i write, its like 10000%. poetry is hard. i eventually have to stop when my brain begins breaking down.

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2020 and i'll never forget Sarahs subtlety
2019 and i'll never forget Gabriellas gaze
2018 and i'll never forget Traceys firewalk
2017 and i'll never forget Jackies retribution
2016 and i'll never forget Celias haircut
2015 and i'll never forget Issas exultation
2014 and i'll never forget Julias laugh
2013 and i'll never forget Wallys sign
2013 and i'll never forget Mirjams power
2012 and i'll never forget Ellas limbness
2011 and i'll never forget Scarletts nobility
2010 and i'll never forget Hollys forthright
2009 and i'll never forget Mirjam's smile
2008 and i'll never forget
2007 and i'll never forget Nathalies heart
2006 and i'll never forget Serenitys roots
2005 and i'll never forget Felix onliest
2004 and i'll never forget Cats history
2003 and i'll never forget Michelles audacity
2002 and i'll never forget Teeas accent
2001 and i'll never forget Karins dream
2000 and i'll never forget
1999 and i'll never forget Roberts reason
1998 and i'll never forget Jaycimas fantasy
1997 and i'll never forget
1996 and i'll never forget
1995 and i'll never forget
1994 and i'll never forget Katarinas question
1993 and i'll never forget
1992 and i'll never forget
1991 and i'll never forget
1990 and i'll never ever forget about Kris
1989 ...and i forgot about You

2024 and ill never forget tahminas 10 centimeters shallow cunt
2024 and ill never forget ingrids 26 centimeters deep cunt
2024 and ill never forget when i made 2 women cum simultaneously
2023 and ill never forget
2022 and ill never forget
2021 and ill never forget when lwazi came out as lesbian
2020 and ill never forget saras red bush
2019 and ill never forget when i fingerfucked bella in 2 holes
2018 and ill never forget traceys firewalk
2017 and ill never forget jacquelines blossoming body
2016 and ill never forget cecilias haircut
2015 and ill never forget issas cum fountain
2014 and ill never forget alice poem about me
2014 and ill never forget julias perfect model tits
2014 and ill never forget when palero changed her gender
2013 and ill never forget wallys even bigger cunt
2013 and ill never forget mirjams power
2012 and ill never forget ellas limbness
2011 and ill never forget scarletts nobility
2010 and ill never forget hollys forthright
2009 and ill never forget mirjams smile
2008 and ill never forget
2007 and ill never forget nathalies flirt
2006 and ill never forget serenitys hair
2005 and ill never forget felix onliest
2004 and ill never forget cathrines
2003 and ill never forget michelles
2002 and ill never forget teeas accent
2001 and ill never forget karins thick black bush
2000 and ill never forget
1999 and ill never forget
1998 and ill never forget jacquelines "jag kan få in en fot"
1997 and ill never forget
1996 and ill never forget
1995 and ill never forget
1994 and ill never forget katarinas question
1993 and ill never forget
1992 and ill never forget
1991 and ill never forget
1990 and ill never forget kris DSL
1989 and ill never forget jessicas pink nipples
1988 and ill never forget annas compliment
1987 and ill never forget
1986 and ill never forget
1985 and ill never forget
1984 and ill never forget
1983 and ill never forget

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I feel i cant feel anything
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i feel i cant
feel anything

i sense a sense
i cant sense

i smell something is wrong
but cant put my finger on it

i want to have my finger
inside of you but
i wont say that

im excited but im
holding my breath

im holding my breath
because you stunned me

im trying not to
look down at my
bulging crotch

im fantasizing
about you but
i wont say it

im looking at your breasts
but i wont touch them

im looking
into your eyes
and i see myself

i never really
think of myself or
how great or bad i am

i just let the flow
guide me to new
heights and depths

and now my erection
reached a new height
while looking at you
and i think the semen was
for your depths not my pants

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Negative feedback loop 2
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from 2013-2015, i eventually worked non-profit at 4 places. a second hand store, a work rehabilitation center, a hippie café, and a radio station. also, each day when i came home, quite late, i would work on my most successfull album to date, negative feedback loop. it currently has 2 million streams on boomplay.

i had started reducing my meds, with help from my psychiatrist. eventually i had only 1 mg per day, which i used as a sleeping pill.

and i had sex with several women per day, for over 1 year. my libido was sky high.

you see, they do want you to help out, of course. but at the same time, no one will notice if you (and someone else) is gone for several hours. you can come and go as you please. and i cummed and i went with lots of pleasure.

one i remember is a 200kg 190cm woman who only listened to metal, was a chemist, and called herself a psychopath, and had clothes with huge cleavage.

once, we were to start at 5 in the morning, to move lots of furniture that had come on.

soon enough though, we were fucking on one of the very luxurious beds. she got fired the next day.

i also fucked all the places bosses, all women, too.

it started at the second hand store. again, i was there at 5. she took me in directly, and started complaining about me "changing in the womens locker room". i said i identified as a woman.

she wondered what i meant, and asked me to undress. my tits popped out, and she was amazed at the size of them. "theyre bigger than mine!". i picked out a strap-on i had found in one of the shipments, to buy later, so she could fuck me up the ass. she loved it.

later she said she could only "meet" her. i didnt get what she meant, but each day, we fucked. she had security cameras all over the place.

she took me in at 2 in the afternoon, just when i was gonna go to another of the places.

"there has been talk of gangbangs in the womens locker room". i mentioned that each time i undressed, every woman wanted to touch my cock, and many jacked me off. it continued with me fucking everyone there.

"you can only meet me". i told her about my libido, and we started fucking 4 times per day.

at the rehabilitation centre, the boss there, in her early 60s, said "youll be the boss here in 4 years".

i asked her what she wanted me to do. she said the same, "only meet me". and just as the other place, i came in at 5 to have the secret meetings they had about the staff every day. but it only started at 7?

for 2 hours, every day, we fucked. eventually we got caught, but by a woman, and she wanted to join in.

at the radio station, news spread about my prowess, and we had a live acted sex scene.

more and more joined in, wanting my cock to penetrate their cunts. it went on for 5 hours. that created public outcry, and the station lost their funding.

at the hippie café, it was even better. every woman wanted me. we would even fuck in the café. no one complained. some would join in playing music in harmony with our moans. and it was basically 95% women there.

then i finally completed my new album. i printed up 300 copies and gave it to everyone. but... no one liked it. so they got turned off from me. except one woman. a 70 year old singer/dancer. so she was the only one i fucked for a whole year. she was incredibly nimble, so we fucking in an infinite number of sexual positions.

now my cock is throbbing. ill lie in bed stroking myself for some hours. cya ^___^

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i know i know. its tasteless. just raw. as someone called me. i tried to add some content later on. but this is how i get my rocks off. the most ive written was an erotica for 14 hours. then i deleted it. smart. wont do the same again. maybe. took some hour to write. isnt that long i see now. or as they say "it felt longer". got that in yoga practices with everyone else being a woman, and me getting my boner looking at all of them breathing. im bad im dirt.

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8======>. did i ever mention? i measured my cock. its 18 centimeters long and 30 centimeters girth. quite thick. and long. and good. the foreskin is so heavenly soft that condoms release from it. and walking with a boner feels like i have a metal rod between my legs. have appeased many women, and they often say "it felt longer" days or years afterwards, i dont quite get that but hey. or like a finnish/swedish milf said, "huge, almost gigantic". and both miss electro opera and the countess said days apart "your dick is too small, we cant have a relationship". thats after i took cocaine. but they meant my libido. and it was so weird. no one attracted me. except japanese women. managed to fuck 2 until i was omnisexual again. there was this survey globally which said penis sizes and tit sizes are the same anywhere. they just cherrypick some for porn. well. have written for awhile now. my cock is throbbing. i wrote other things before this too, but it wouldnt post and got lost. dont wanna wank because i get post erectile depression. maybe ill hold it in for days. write more like this. hey! i remember i hadnt wanked for a week or two when i met all my lovers, and when with maggie id get boners, like an adrenaline rush of love with my erection peaking in milliseconds, when someone added me on facebook. and fucking her was beyond your wildest dreams,. and as she fell asleep before me when wed drunk 1½ litre white wine each, she looked just like rihanna. wanna ask women if they let me caress their tits and finger ("pulla") them. but it wont happen. the fortune teller said id get 10 kids. have never met any of them. ho hum. anyway. i said to a really talented blues musician that women using cleavage would be the same as guys showing their cock somewhat. and she yelled like "DET ÄR OM DOM VISAR FITTAN". it sounds so good in swedish haha. fitttttttttttttttaaaaaaaaaaahhhh... ....! "thats if they show their cunt". anyway. i could see her get excited. so i slipped off my crocs and planted one foot between her legs. she opened up. i have no idea what she said, but she talked for 50 mins until the lunch was over. in faster and paced tones. she was moaning out words. the others left eventually. then we walked out, and she said "hold me" which i managed to do, eventhough she was 1 head shorter than me, so i hugged her head. she did many sighs and then she started crying. "i didnt know someone was this good for me". anyway, while i was feeting her, she slipped down her pants and panty. and i thought "fistfuck you" over and over, the adrenaline rushes were incredible. ive never talked about her. except in 1 poem. her guy is mad jealous so he blocks me as hes clairevoyant, but since the beers not no more. who knows. maybe this wont post. anyway. we were writing poetry with miss poetry teacher. and she wrote the dirtiest thing. sitting next to me, toeing my toes and one of her hands on my big toe. when i realized it was inspired by me i also wrote one. she melted into a cheshire grin. she was bulimic/anorexic. yep. dunno about self harm. think she has always covered clothing. anyway. we went to a secluded place at the job. and did it. yep. did get to fistfuck her, she was quite the squirter. i didnt remove it from my hair, and got so many looks when i went home on the commute, some looking at me like i was crazy, only to burst out laughing. the poem had something about "i have a thigh gap". i got so turned on. every chick ive fucked had been so tight. bella was a big hole, but after fingering both her cunt and ass her cuntlips swelled up and i cummmmmmed in a minute of insertation. i also fucked her every day for 3½ weeks after shed showered for 3 hours. yes. 3 hours. for real. her breasts, which were just like a cows breasts, just something dangling, turned to C-cup after the hot water massage treatment, i could even tittyfuck her, while the spooge shot all the way into her mouth, third eye, hair, and even some on her butt, she got an orgasm when that happened, and squirted for over a minute with those swollen lips. shes libra. their emoji is the peach. they think with their butts. weird. i know. she wanted in the ass first, but she quickly changed to cunt. riding me. first one who did that. the rest were mostly like bluewhales who wanted me to figure out how to please them. well. im not that good, everyone is different. they say im clairevoyant otherwise, because i can in seconds tune into their frequency, and say something beautiful about them no one has ever mentioned, or make them laugh with something theyre familiar with. i always make miss mom laugh. i live for laughs. but dont get many to me though. "youre beautiful with words" like hamlet wytch said, or bellas "DU KNULLAR SOM EN PORRSTJÄRNA!!!!!!!" = "YOU FUCK LIKE A PORNSTAR!!!!!!!!1" or allyekhrahs "seasiepie! <3" i dunno how many women ive made cum online and just talking to them. redheads have foreskin over their entire skin. its true! and bella was the ultimate truth. sensitivty. string theory state of mind. the time with her was so good. "cant stop to talk about you, every night and day" - brian mcknight. ok. now i cummmmmed. and i got the depression which almost always happened with all my chicks too. but some hugged me afterwards, and we fell asleep like that. empathy is the greatest. maybe i should be human here. not just the heavy deal. "no soft words", like the countess said. i dont have many people ("people" = women, from 20s to 70s) on my phone. it changes constantly. so many women grow tired of me. its in my name. in hungarian or something its pronounced too-much. so i couldnt yank without porn, and i got OCD while watching it. what to do? call all 20 and wanking on the phone. first i thought that pheromones played a big role into how people treated you. but the same happened on the phone. so i believe in the instanteous ether, and telepathy. what my other recent writing talks about. there was especially an elder lady, with a huge libido, who once said "yes, youve called 18 times?". that was over 2 months. she used to say "super" to everything. she was so annoying, but the sex with her was incredible. but she didnt give it to me that often. so i figured, hey, maybe that is her way of saying that i should appease her on the phone instead of talking about myself and my art. so i did. we used to phonefuck for 5 hours every day since then. she didnt say much, i mostly heard "ah" in increasing and decreasing decibels and pitch. and once out of the blue she was just "why dont you find someone your own age? make her pregnant, start a family, time flies then, i bet your anxiety would decrease then too". so i chose bella, or bella chose me. shes a reiki healer, grandmistress to the n:th degree. except before her, there was someone else. she had a tiny figure, i wondered how all her organs even fit. and the most amazing anime:ish eyes. she was an orthodox greek healer, but kept saying to me praises "its god who heals you". she was such a good dresser. like this sand coloured thick shirt, im not much for fashion words so i cant explain. but it looked so good on her, like shed slept in it or never washed it. it was just her. her name means "universe". i wrote about and to her, but like everyone before bella and co, she didnt care. just looked at the poem or picture weirdly. she was also a libra, and so alive, playful. we did it 12 times, and you gotta understand, they live both slower and faster than us. "you tear me apart, this cant go on". first shed said she was on her period, but my cock was just too big for her. since then we meet once a month and dryfuck, usually at work, when the time is right. she has a guy but hey. what bella introduced me to was the world of sex partners. it was so weird. first you have someone you live with, then you have some on the side, then some you sleep with for money, then some you just wanna give a venearal disease, and some you sleep at parties with, some you have orgies with, and bellas speciality, threesomes. she always wanted a gay and a gal in bed. and another thing. everyone i meet, and i mean everyone, is bisexual. ive slept with professed lesbians. the problem is. im not. guys just dont do it for me. watching transexuals with huge silicone boobs and squirting cocks is interesting and beautiful, but that doesnt make me get itup either. and feeling a muscular body? how boring. ive never done it with a guy. accidentally bumped into a boner now and then, thats all. one thing though. ive tried a few times to use my girlfriends perfume. and the guys get crazy over me. feeling their cummm as theyve only talked with me for like 5 minutes. their huge smile. but ive never dared to take it further. and anywzy, the day after the perfume, i get a real bad cold. ya see. my lungs are alright, at the hospital its constantly measured at 99-100% saturation. and good bpm and all that. except, i used to be a pig. showered so unoften, like every third month. so i stank up wherever i went. it was like that early in school. i was afraid of bathrooms, because something horrid happened when i was young. actually, it wasnt horrid, but leaning over when you brush your teeth? it felt like something was behind me. ive always been afraid of the dark. and seeing your twinflame when you close your eyes? never happened to me. or maybe. as bella is japanese/italian. maybe i saw her true form. just 2 eyes, like almonds. form whenever i close my eyes. then i get scared. so i try however much i can to be dead-tired whenever i go to sleep. it had gotten better, but i made a new song today, and it drained me so much. but i also got more energy. the problem is when i close my eyes, they flicker up and down. to a point where i cant even close them. and all i want to do is rest. so i stare into the ceiling, and things start to move around. i dont see double. its something else. like shapes form into something thats on the wall, back to the original. thats when i had a lot of morphine. anyway. im back to normal. i havent written like this for over a year. my arms ache some from all the words written, and ill probably delete it. good night and i wish love comes to you, if you managed to read this far. its 20:23 the year 2023, the third of february.

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time flies like an arrow

fruit flies like a banana

julias 40 years dated

5 litre milk cartons

defy gravity AND

the law of averages

my banana rises further

than a space rocket

lands harder than a

palmtree bundle

in a snowstorm

jag har inte själ

jag har tjäle

så vandra hit

och tina upp mig

smält mitt granit hjärta

har du någonsin känt

lava mot huden?

tror du på drakar och demoner

har du hittat rätt

jag smälter dina revben

med min cyanid saliv

mitt hår står rakt på ändan

jag är din början och ditt slut

din bästa dröm

och din värsta fantasi

som du inte kan

sluta att inte

tänka på

när det är ensamt i sängen

som det är för alla

föredrar du oxfilé är du inte för mig

jag är 50 ton blåvål där nere

OCH uppe

får man komma emellan

du och du din sambo?

för jag gör dig till hecate

har du varit i the space inbetween?

jag drar dig till 1000

paralella universa

jag är inte perversah

jag är allt du vill ha

och allt får du

och mera

with a cherry on top

and bottom

and through-the-legs

hat trick bicicletas bipolar

madness and sadness

and gladness and glaciality

i shiver like an asplöv

if you want löv

youve come to

the right place

im an ace and i dont even try

im cooler than carbonic acid

im warmer than cold fusion

i make you cream in a

larger radius than

an atomic bomb

we will inherit the earth

when everyone like lemmings

come as our last feast

before we turn the earth

into a blackgreenyellow hole

and i swallow you whole

like a whitepinkpurple icelandic shark

i reek not of this world

but i am your world

and you will

serve and pray to

and kneel to me

NO ONE ELSE

MISS LUCKY

I AM YOUR FATHER

YOUR SON

AND YOUR HOLY FUCKING GHOST

EVER WONDER WHAT THOSE

WANDERING THOUGHTS ARE ABOUT

THATS ME AND ME *ONLY*

I AM BORG

YOU WILL BE ASSIMILATED

AND YOU WILL ENJOY IT

YOU CANNOT TALK OF MY MANLYHOOD

BECAUSE IT IS UNIVERSE WIDE

I EXPAND MY KINGSDOM FASTER

THAN BLACK MATTER

MY EYES ELICIT BLACKLIGHT

THAT WILL MAKE YOU DECAY INTO GAMMA RAYS

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WINGS

the world is not a hypersadle

its a hyperballad

// tomas björkeko träyxazschoone

i give you plenty of wordsallads

10 bibles of new religions per day

with 1000 fingers slamming at

10000 characters per second

for am i every single

living being on earth

down to every fractals fractals fractal

i make your house into a wreck

and you into a statue

YES i put the pussy on a piedestal

you first no one else

no one else

except *EVERYONE*

and us

together

as one

two three

och undrar när

vi ska ta steget

och bli ett tu tre

ALLA TAL ÄR ALLA TAL

0 är det ultimata transcendensen

när du ser fast inte ser

när du rör fast inte rör

när du är skör

men i himmelen

himmelskt len

och orakat ben

men av mig får

du inga men

och inga andra män

förutom bleka kopior

för jag existerar inte

jag är bara en illusion

om den perfeekta *allting*

och det skulle du aldrig klara av

så ta den där rörmockaren

för han kan smocka en

och du föredrar hat och smärta

mot handskakning

jag ger dig skakningar

när du händer skakar dig själv

när du skälver

tänker du på mig mig mig mig MIG

annars!

....väljer jag nån annan

att tänka på

när det är mörkare än graven

när det är starkare ljus än

solen för en dyson sphere

när det är högre ljud än en pulsar

när det är en mindre människa

än en dvärg

när det är ingen och allas färg

som japan de enda

jag är attraherade till

men de pratar inte engelska

no habla anglaise

de talar inte änglarnas språk

de talar ärkeänglarnas

gudarnas

assynjornas

ymers språk

now swollow dis kok

and be done with it

i am done with you

carry on

and pretend to

live without me

viva la vie

carpe diem

pax vobiscum

LIVE LONG AND PROSPER

thats all we can do........

i am what you shit pee and cream

i am your scream dream

your thoughts your words your actions

which you think are your own

I AM YOUR GOD NOW

i am your freya

för jag är fri

friare än senapsdofter från

armpittttttssssschzczhchsch

som sprider sig 10 varv runt solen

och månen och pluto och lilith

jag är fear of the black planet

....eller så räcker det med en kram :(

kram på dig

kyss på handen

i thee adore

om jag lämnade sår

förlåt

jag är bara halvkåt

ett hette villebråt

för alla mobbare

de flesta dör tidigt

utvecklas inte längre

blir "vuxna" fast de är fast

i första fyllan som

aldrig går över

de går under av en blick

ett ord

en tanke

en stank som fyller upp deras sinnen

med MER MAN MER MAN MANDY?

väm ä dä?

något fu eller fä

blä blä bla tralila loooooooo

katt kåt överspått förlått förlät me gay?

nay nae nej nä mä

tänk vidare och djupare och varmare

alla är dina medmänniskor

som vill ha MIG

förlåt mig

men nu ska jag gå tillbaks till min tjej

och rhiannon och kirin

och 9 katter

och neuf

den snällaste och klokaste

och 0% coolaste artistokatten i stan

för fan!

blekinge 4 lyf

hyef hyef high five!

hi low

ÄT BRUN SNOW

you never know you

never know you me

i and myself

just put it on a shelf

jack off jill

och massa mensblod

brödramord och systerkärlek

allt är en lek för mig

och du är mitt allt

för sekunden

THANK YOU

NEXT

smeklek lurvlek

dillig smek

och bek och bök

ja vi kan ta en krök

eller sätta den i möken

med ensamma köken

va tycker du om det

blodsugar fröken?

mitt liv har varit en öken

med några enstaka oaser

men det går inte att dricka vattnen

ENDAST DIG ENDAST DIG OCH MIG

och min tjej bella förgätmigej

tror hyacinthen gör mig gäaöål1

fyrtio spänn på fickan tills maj månad

men det enda jag ger och får är trånad

ett enda sandkorn kan bli en festival

tar du mig inatt till dig, fru delfinval?

det är ditt val, CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT

(99)8 LEFT and right and up and down

and cuuuuuUUuUrRve

i evaporate like a vampire on the beach

i evaporate outside court like a snitch

and i tell on everybody your fetishes

and how your hair smells of liches

lichlord and ladies and gentlemen!

are we gentle, men? or are we savages?

ravages amanita drink pee for thee and me

oh me oh my oh a thought spy!

"du brukade göra så mycket

konstmusik-poesi, vä hä mä dä?"

jag blev kär

i bitchute

och miss star

och miss gem

och kom på att

jag hittat hem

till min blodssyster sara

hon har all min framtid sparad

kom in i kväll!

jag lovar att va snäll

och inte skälla ut dig

så du flyr till antarktis

this is the dis

this is the mist

this is the myst-er-ier

brb/afk/cya

jag ska göra det med

rhianna och sia

och jag kommer nobba

de när de friar!

hela packet

och inte kyssa en enda

de kan kyssa min ända!

och min hand, om de tycker

om en kvinnlig macho man

vilkets starkaste chakra är halsen

så len som en fen-aaaaaaah..........!

this was brought to you in association

with MYNTA TE

JA VA Å NI VI HA ME

MYCKET MER AV ALLT

H-E TIDEN

FÖRVRIDEN

FÖRBLIVEN

EFTERBLIVEN VID FÖDSELN

.....och sen? zen?

nä, bara len

som en sälmage

själmagi

du blir fri och allt och inget med mig

inte tagit en enda grej

inte ens speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed

lid lidelse passion kärlek hat

och massa massa gnat

kom till punkten

.

punk1

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progressive EVERYTHING

617 linjer delat på 2

du och jag

och nåra till

^______^

vill du eller senare

i sängen när jag

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till julia och bella

och tessan den kanske (anti)schnella

på henne vill man inte skälla

däremot ens namn på hennes kropp

bella vilar överallt på mig

som den dagen när jag

impade på nån annan tjej

men hon valde mig mig mig mig

och några till av mina person-ligg-het(R)

DU ÄR SÅ SNÄLL

ja om du bara visste

som katten

och ditten och datten

jag har större

än dig patten

om du fatten

en fet en

en goding!

en röding!

blocka locka plocka

få ge ta övergiva

till myndig-heter

och nån som heter

patrik eller peter

eller söthona

för du ska

för mig böna

varje natt

min skatt <3

min blomma

alla efterhärma

för det perfekta

utsökta

som några dyra lökar

men mina är 4 REAL

95i du vill bli som mi

ooo ooo ooo oo ooooooooooooooooooooo
ooooooooooooooooo
oooooooo^h

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Har du plats för en rödtopp
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har du plats för en rödtopp

18 centimeter som når längst in

har du plats för en rödtopp

30 i omkrets som fyller upp hela dig

har du plats för en rödtopp

skaft hårt som metall som berör de rätta platserna

har du plats för en rödtopp

förhud så mjuk att kondomerna glider av

har du plats för en rödtopp

alldeles kritvit erogen sav

har du plats för en rödtopp

lena händer som får dig att skälva

har du plats för en rödtopp

lång tunga som slickar dig tills du rinner av vällycka

har du plats för en rödtopp

96D bröst om du tycker om det, jag är flexibel

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YOU FUCK LIKE A PORNSTAR
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quote from bella
when the first time
we did it for hours
and hours improvising
the first thing she said was
STRANGLE ME
we took opium
it was srange
and so amazing
jag älskar dig bella <3
she was my second ever in bed
and my last
until maggie the
rihanna lookalike
some month ago
its a 2 year anniversary
that bella broke up with me
i broke her heart completely
id done it so many times before
and id left her so many times
but i had no one else nothing else
then i took cocaine and became sofia
now i dont know what or who i am
without her
without bella
i am LGBTTQ
i am baphomet
i gave birth to
julias and is baby
just how it works
in this strange world
i know this isnt a
masterpiece of writing
but i love bella so much
miss romania said
that i was the greatest
lovestory ever made
so i will keep writing
keep writing about bella
bella and i
tomas sofia and bella akari

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The story of when i didnt cum for a year
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so yesterday night there was a staff id only seen one time before. i was stunned by her. the perfect mix of black and white. she had both a mask and a shawl, so i didnt see a large portion of her face. but it just looked so immaculate. so i didnt want to defile her.

but as luck has it, at point one she bent over so much her tit touched my hand. thats never happened before, so its not a coincidence. today, a sri lanka / tibet staff im really not attracted to did the same thing. so i put my hand on her butt, and she says "tomas is the kindest one here". success! and i was wrong about 2 centimeters. my cock is like 2/3 of how it was before, especially when i use the showerhead on it.

if you didnt know, last year i was at another housing. i also had 20 pills per day. so i was a zombie. i jumped just about a year ago, and hadnt masturbated at all until prior to a week ago. i tried at one point to look at my cock when i was lying in bed, and it had retreated into the scrotum. so i figured it was hopeless.

then, i ordered valeria root. its supposed to be against anxiety. it didnt work for that at all. but i started having wet dreams, and several female staff members masturbated in front of me late at night, when no one else was around, and they thought i was sleeping.

then i quit taking the pill after a week. so i went down on the drug, and the opposite thing happened. i was accused of masturbating in the shower, 2 other staff had evidently seen me doing it in front of another. they reported it to the police, so i was paranoid about that for a long time. finally i asked my trustee about it, and she said they had turned down the case.

women have always been crazy about my cock. it seems they both have x-ray vision and can peer in time. so everyone knew i was large. same thing happened at the hospital and the housing, eventhough i just couldnt get it up at all.

they had tricked me into taking 3 grams of pure potassium per day, which is a type of salt. im still afraid of getting a kidney stone, but ive quit the pills now. youre supposed to take a max of 2 grams per day, and that is an overestimation.

eventually, my catheter broke every day, because salt crystals got in the tube. i dont know how i survived that, that my bladder didnt just explode. 2 times the catheter even broke, because the salt melted holes in it.

one time there were 3 female staff here, for 1½ hours, trying to put the tube into my cock, and failing all the time. but they really just wanted to stroke me and look at the glory.

so anyway, last week my favourite staff said, since theyd refused to let me in the bathroom for 2 weeks, that i could "shower as long" as i wanted. i ended up being there for an hour. for 30 mins i stroked myself, and finally cummed. since then its grown more and more in size all the time, and i always wake up hard.

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Till diande rinnande saft sås kräm
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det var en
liten pannbiff
hungrar
göd mig
låt mig få smaka
både frammana och
bak ah! runda brön
för att fylla dig
med frön och stön
jag har en bön
mer och mer
min gudinna
riktigt och
rikligt kvinna
få dig rinna
och sen
försvinna
i etern
den tjocka
ljuvliga smeten
hur smakar du
kvart i sju
eller sex över sex
eller ku kuku
på moaningen
en komplex hjärna
med komplex
jag tänker
för mycket på sex
med alla
i en orgie av tankar
och stankar av dofter
till all kulturkofter
som inte har nåt
mer på sig
lay on top
och jag får dig
nå din topp
med min rödtopp
så mjuk och så hård
score
mitt i och överallt
smakar svettens salt
tillräckligt uppkumad bak
för att föra in
inte slak
en metallbanan sak
styr dina känslor
som en spak
like a spark
in the rain
and nothing is in vain
for someone from spain
min mormor var mestis
hälften afrika
det syns på diset i rummet
munnen fylls av kummet
och du är alldeles
mer än ljummet
fyller skummet med vin
ett riktigt tryffelsvin
för att hitta din oliv
åh i ditt liv
mitt libido
tar bort alla slid-or
och fyllas till
ditt hyllplan
och mig mr van
mor var här igen
en vän och inte en spänn
det är så klart man känner igen
när man känner
igen
på dina hårda spända armar
som kan orera min
spända farmakologiska tankar
fick just tvångsinjektion
så delar den vidare
kom ihåg att
jag sökte en slida
men den var dyr
för stor
för vida
eller kall
för nöja mig
med mitt hårsvall
min fingerliknande näsa
fingrar på annat
ställe där det jäsa
yes maam
jag känner ditt samkväm
och nattkräm
smörj in överallt
där det är hårt och kallt
och du ger mig smörj
för att jag är man överallt
först varm sen kall
vet aldrig när du är på fall
eller när jag sätta
på mitt big bang small
i ditt universum
kum i rum
och vid någon kant
du spinner överallt
jag känner det
ditt hjärtslag
överlag
slag i bröstet
huvud på brösten
det känns att nu
är det hösten
allting faller
inte som
sommarens
cleavage
på ännu en
glad blondin
som kåt och
sen jag tycker
inte om dig på
det sättet förlåt
våt över trycket
och sen det
smiliga nycket
gör ännu en nucka
att hon med
någon vill jucka
cupido
i strid med sig själv
och sin beskyddande mor
bor nära igen
hon är så spänd
mår dåligt i månader
och bara mer flört
jag dricker inte te
jag dricker ört
man blir desto
mer tänd
känd pga
benmusklerna
alla 3
lets add 2 people
remove the clothes
divide the legs
and lets multiply
and fly through the cosmos
smakar ungefär som potatismos
med riklig grädde och smör
och en del vaniljaRom
de dansade för mig i centrum
och hem till lyan
hittade hennes cent-rum
1% chans
och jag doppade henne
tills det bara rann och rann
självrannsakan
vad är det
plump eller get
trång eller får plats
med en svansångs
armslängd
benen öppnar sig
i den här stora säng
och får in min mängd
och hennes bläng
vid tunnelbanan
bara fotflört
men hon känner
av bananen inne
i sitt mörka våta mjuka sinne
och sinneslag och
sinnesvag nervklen
och så sköna ben
ben hur?
hon låter som en mistlur
en mist i ögonen
och sen en lur
lyssnar på porrfilm
det är min film mot världen
egen härd är guld värld
när man smider är järnet varmt
och jag önskar att finns i din armt
gåva och gå va?
längre in
halva inne
halva ute
i trånga tajts
kameltå
och kuk kum bear
och ba nan ah!
thai kallar mig hjärtat
syrian vill ge mig sitt
ett litet mot armen
fittglittrande
smittande som corona
slickande som aronia
koncentrerad saft
om jag bara nån annan haft
vaniljsaft vaniljsås
en mås som sväljer din fisk
glatt äng i en skön säng
plockar bort en blomma
från din finaste klänning i taget
och sen du ber "tag mig"
har aldrig känt så här för nån
nån tjej du och jag = dig och mig
kille och tjej
tränar hela kroppen
får plats med både det ena och andra
stryk mig över min panna
och din pann cock ah
jag tränar endast sinnet
men har inga sinnen
tänk inte på en rosa elefant
men du är en sån klant
pratar om andra
hur du slant
fick för en slant
rromani tant
och 20+ tajt överallt
behövs för att min elefant
snabel ska få plats överallt
annars får man
bara sticka in huvudet
in ut du behöver snyta dig
en så otrolig tjej
är jag som en sticka
i din ficka?
eller en fitta
precis gjord för mig
gjorde nån tavla också
önskar att jag rann som en å
har inte fått upp min stortå
på 2 månars omlopp
och ändå vill jag
behaga min snopp
behaga någon som diana
die ana rexia
muskler i överallt
knip!
när jag lägger in
min salt marinerade lax
och du får strax
eller då
få och få och få
och ge som en å
på-ven är inte
nära min hurtighet
vid missionär
din rinner ned smet
till andra hole in two
fingrar peekaboo
DU KNULLAR SOM
EN PORRSTJÄRNA
vad gömmer sig
i bellas hjärna
kommer som en
supernovastjärna
med ännu ett
mjukt så mjuk finger
i hennes stjärt
det accelererar snärt

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Lovers
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the first flower i ever picked
was pink and engorged
and tight and runny

the second flower i ever picked
was beige and warm and spacious

the third flower i ever picked
i just dryhumped her clitoris

the fourth flower i ever picked
only let me into her black hole

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the first breast i ever licked
was big and firm and flowing
like a birthday cake

the second breast i ever licked
was cold with silicone

the third breast i ever licked
was like a pancake

the fourth breast i ever licked
had the most amazing nipples

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the first lover said
its got too much
circumference
i cant ride you

the second lover said
what a pretty dick!

the third lover said
just happy things
as i pounded her

the fourth lover said
huge, almost gigantic

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the first woman i went down on
tasted like onion potatoe chips

the second woman i went down on
tasted neutral, like saliva

the third woman i went down on
tasted hot and chilly

the fourth woman i went down on
tasted like old banana peel

the fifth woman i went down on
tasted just like me
eventhough she was 70

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The story of when i had an ass orgasm
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ive never written about this. except to brooke (she was an erotica writer) back in the days.

i tried fucking my ass for the first time. cummed soon thereafter. never happened again. the cum part.

i had worms since 5 years back. finally removed them 10 years later.

except, everything2 is wrong. assholes can be self lubricating.

i awoke in the middle of the night, from some nice dream. it sounded quite sloppy. went on awhile. i had figured out this cd spindle was perfect for my ass. it was real tight and still is.

and as i contined, i hear lady K making the same sounds next wall.

then, the next day, after dinner, mister C asks me "what the hell" im doing there. he moved out of their shared bedroom the next day, and they never slept together again.

she just said she hadnt gotten cock for 15 years. i can help? since 2019? right, when C had a heartattack. after that he prefered the divorced neighbor. she actually moved 30 meters closer to him, so it would be easier for him to sneak in. she later got silicone and dyed her hair blonde.

when i was little, he would sometimes at dinner say "i might run away with a young blonde": i didnt realize then, but lady K used to be that. but when sara was born, her hair turned brown?

so my hair is actually a combination of blonde, brunette and red. i wish i had traceys radiant shade. and her pale skin.

as long as i can remember though, K had grey hair. i got to know later, before i was born, when she held me in 3 more weeks, her hair grayed and she got menopause.

so no matter how much i cummed inside of her, she wouldnt obviously get pregnant. both good and bad.

and before i was born, C actually turned impotent too. so my granddad is really my dad.

or as K says "you have a much bigger cock than your father, it cant be his genes you got".

no, me and him and sara look nothing alike.

a memory of sten. he had white hair and a whiney voice. tall and thin.

after my grandparents divorced in 1989, we still visited all my relatives. some years later though, when i got more depressed and sat more at the computer, we ended that.

but with sten, only lady K and i visited him alone. i asked alva what sten was doing these days? she replied bitterly, "probably fucking karin".

she always used to say later, "sten was so handsome".

we started visiting him more, apexing at 4 times per year.

he lived halfway across the country, so it was a long trainride there every time.

always when we were at his place, karin would turn the tv over to nuclear blast levels, put on a VHS tape of the christmas disney cartoon, and shower me with candy, chocolate, and baked goods.

then they would fuck, for hours. it was a small apartment though, so i heard everything.

when i heard the word that first time from alvas mouth, i would ask my bestie jessica often, "what would you choose, fuck or die?".

i really wondered what it was about. but it wasnt until i was 20 that i got my first experience.

we went up to him on midsummers day.

i had started sneakpeeking through the keyhole and jacking off to karins great moans. never liked his though. am really not attracted to guys, eventhough everyone i meet is seemingly bisexual but lies about it.

they had obviously found that out. he had lots of porno mags and movies. some were bought by karin actually. one from italy when she vacationed there.

so they tried fucking on the balcony instead. the moans were more muted, and they did it when they thought i was sleeping, early morning, every day. but i always used to wake up after karins first moan.

but instead of peeking out, i laid in bed with my boner, trying not to cum. but it was hard as my cock was throbbing and begging me to touch it.

then i heard sten rush in to the shower.

so i took my chance. karin had obviously begged me to touch her as well. especially since we both laid in the same doublebed at home.

but i just spooned her and cummed over her back every so often, when she was in deep sleep.

she asked me how i could make those sounds. "you make the same noises as me! do you have a cunt? or are you both?".

so i guided her hand to my ass. like many other things in common, our hands are the same size. she is 10 centimeters taller than me, but her cunt is perfect fit for my cock.

just as soft and slender. and i dont know if its just me. but the older a woman gets, the softer her skin gets.

as i have gotten 20 years older, fucking her has just gotten better and better.

she started doing these freeweaves later. now its almost a 1000. they produce a lot of dust though, so she sneezes all the time. i used to tease her and count the times. up to 19.

were also the same size in clothes since my early teen days. so we mix and match eachothers.

she spits on her fingers, and fits one in. im just lying there in bliss, but like many women have said (and yelled me out about) she whispered not much later, "we should cooperate".

i got an adrenaline rush thinking about her body, but still didnt dare to do anything. so she guides my finger into my cunt. "see, we are exactly the same, im just as tight as you". she had worked out every muscle group in her body. first at summer doing her garden. then in the winter skiing. so she could accomodate any cock size.

even a horses girth would be no problem to her. after C stopped fucking her, she started using his old talcum powder package to fuck herself. its girth was huge, much bigger than my cock, eventhough its literally bigger than my wrist.

she would visit where i lived then, and fuck herself with it, and then let me finish her off. later she upgraded to a pink thermos. even more in size. it literally made her cuntlips wrap around it.

anyway. really have to stroke myself now and go to sleep. its 4:30 in the morning. sweet dreams =) <3

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The story of the second time i made love to maggie
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so i figured i should make myself pretty
so i showered off the gunk
then lathered myself from head to toe
even between the toes
then i put coconut oil in my hair
and put it in a tiny tiny horsetail
and put on some proper clothes
not dresses
my black puma pants
they look soooo good
and my only band t shirt
queens of the stone age
and my blue nikes
then i fried some hamburgers
put some lettuce in the bread
and the most important ingredient
mango chutney
its just sooo tasty
i didnt know if shed like it
but you gotta experiment
to my surprise
she wasnt at home
i figured id just wait
then lo
5 mins later
maggie the queen of
lots of things arrived
i remembered now
id given her 500 kronor
to buy stockings
she put em on
they were sand coloured
but not the ordinary yellowish sand
but falsterbo sand
like only a slight brown shade
and she put on a
fluffy white jacket too
she looked just soooo good
and she ate the whole hamburger
i could only stomache 1/3
ya see
id made em myself from mince
they took up half the frying pan
needed some finesse in flipping
and with my mums teacookies
tekakor
they have liqourice spice in em
so tasty
the first thing i said
when i entered her apartment was
it smells like corpse in here
it does that from neuroleptics
she was lying in bed
surfing on her smartphone
and late at night
she said
you smell like fungus
like a chinese restaurant
in a real sweet voice
i kissed her
and we started to make love
the rest i wont write
because it just got
so nasty in my mind
when i wrote this story
in my head yesternight
and im in a calmer mood now
i hope you enjoyed
all the best wishes
and that you find someone
who loves you
who wants to make love to you
the way lovers do
soft and gentle
that you find someone
who cares for who
who gives you presents
if its only some sweet words
like mine now
this is my
gift to you

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Cosmic lovefuck incl epic battle with the false prophet
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Cosmic lovefuck incl epic battle with the false prophet
chatGPT prose

COSMIC LOVEFUCK INCL EPIC BATTLE WITH THE FALSE PROPHET

Let me tell you about Warm Maria. She has the greatest ass known to the man who is lucky enough to enjoy it every single day. I don't think she has African or Latina roots, so I don't really get it—she just has the best of all possible worlds, almost like magic.

Did I mention I've experienced every Kama Sutra position with her? And I've photographed and filmed every single one of our two-month foreplays, surpassing even Blake and Anna's collection. She is a double water bunny and double Pisces, so when she climaxes, it's like a cum volcano—no, she doesn’t fountain cum; it’s more explosive, like a volcanic eruption. Maria loves art in every shape or form, including our swinging fuckbuddies' male-specific anatomy, and she says I’m the greatest photographer and lover in Sweden. She also says I have the greatest, hardest metal red-hot rod, with a fragrance more complex than a 50-ingredient fish soup infused with naturally derived saffron aroma.

Her ass is so magnificent it deserves its own pronoun: "Heart." If you even think of it as "it," you'll be sued faster than an email sent at 5G speeds across all oceans, beyond BlackRock's and Vanguard's total assets. The way to her heart can only be found when she's on all fours, barking like Kerberos, while you lick her pussy until her water retention is in the negatives. You’ll gain 200 pounds of muscle weight on your tongue from the protein content, and your nose will grow bigger than an inbred Iranian family that’s existed since Shuddha Prajnyana split in two.

Her ass has achieved sentience, which is why it hops around so much, from hip to hip, whenever she tries to vacuum up my semen, which gets injected into her uterus deeper than the marijuana grave and more genetically complex than Daphnia pulex. It fixes the laundry so radiantly bright and beautiful that it blinds and deafens anyone in hearing range, like an avalanche atop Mount Tambora.

Her ass is so divine she can only manage a top speed of 1 km/h in complete despair while running from a resurrected berserk elephant mummy with kids. Meanwhile, I shock all you flaccid Viagra monkeys with infertility at a giraffe's length per thrust, where even a horse would give birth to a centaur halfway through.

Her "meatgrinder" is tighter than an anorexic Japanese midget dwarf pixie fairy, whose XXXS tampon is larger than her body, yet somehow, we are the same height when it takes from entrance to exit. You can only move inside her at 1mm intervals every minute, and most guys climax before she's even wrapped her head around them. But when I finally understand her deeply embedded Khemet roots, I get stuck like a wolfdog trying to comprehend where to stroke her next because of her inaudible, to the naked ear, blue whale Gaia frequency subwoofer's complex moans.

Maria's breasts can hang low without a bra, even in 60-degree Kashmir summer weather, still wearing a wonderful shantung angora camel hair sweater that shows every one of her protrusions clearly, down to the individual superstring. Yes, she's over 50 and in menopause, but her skin only gets better and softer with age. She doesn’t need a G-string to look good on the beach; she needs nothing beyond a thick layer of oxytocin and estrogen, unlike a shallow butterface who takes half a day to apply rouge. Her radiant, neon-infrared raspberry pi-like beauty makes even the simplest amoeba engage in casual, naturally-high orgies stronger than South America's GNP output of coke, XTC, fentanyl, GHB, LSD, and absinthe, within a 50-mile radius, like a 5G CERNHAARP laser beacon EMP at the one million people strong freedom trucker Australia protests.

Maria wearing jeans is a terrorist attack on any woman who ever imagined themselves looking good, spurring them into an eating disorder frenzy—either starving themselves because their asses will never look as good as hers or becoming so heavy they turn immobile, like a barnacle, long before their brilliance ever comes close.

When I get her going, her heartbeat is faster than an atomic clock, with a BPM higher than any extratone track. My beyond 12-armed octopus tentacle octocock appendages, surgically split beyond a brain transplant by the elite greys, have more thrusting power than a tachyon splitting valorite-65535 and produce more timbre complexity in her voice than black midi. You don’t want to be close to her when she gets going; her energy output rivals the entire lifespan of all Earth's powerplants combined, making Fukushima and Chernobyl seem like jokes in comparison.

Her succulent astral projections in more time than the universe's 25 billion-year lifespan in dreamtime and 1/64th Planck constant in real-time make a pornstar's 700-round bukkake seem like a three-day-old crybaby left randomly floating on the Nile River, falling down the burning rabbit Siberia sinkhole, weeping for the first time like a spacebear fart. She will make your life seem like an accident because your puny, STD-infested, AIDS-glacial cock will never get any of her punani, and you will wish your bonobo Homo habilis-synthesized Sumerian family tree had never even started. Her "la petite mort" uses more 4D energy than a 100-multiverse-spanning antimatter engine, which is still below the power needed to impregnate her.

Yes, she's still popping out kids via virgin birth, surpassing even Mumtaz Mahal's numbers, and her fucking immaculate ass has done more squat work than the Taj Mahal and the pyramids of Giza combined. Twenty thousand sketch artists are still waiting in line, and the number grows logarithmically, incomprehensibly higher, like the universe's dark matter expansion. If the art made of her were lined up, it would stretch from the sun and back. Our latest synchronized 300-in-a-row orgasms produced a sonic boom stronger than the entire lifespan of a supernova, disintegrating all matter like a Pixar movie's BSOD RAID and melting down all backups like a black hole in an area larger than 500 light-millennia cuboctahedroned. The saved force was stronger than the Big Bang.

So, Billie G, go back to your cubicle barracks at the center of the Earth and burn in the ring of fire, you computer-virus-fucker with a 2001 copyright on corona, you eugenic shitface. You can unsuccessfully try a million times, with a billion quantum computers, to reverse engineer and crack memory leaks in my source code. You can only dream about MK Ultra, Cisordinol Accutard, THQ chloroform zombie OJ Simpson mind-controlling me. You can live in a fake 100 super senses, 1000D metaverse where everyone has an enhanced 100000ZZZ beaver anal secretions bra and a cock larger than the Leviathans. You can just dream about getting more adrenochrome than Epstein and fucking more celebrity pussy than Weinstein.

You won't come up with a Nobel Prize equation beyond Einstein’s to simply explain what’s beyond the vortex theory or a perpetuated lie worse than the Holocaust. Your achievements are worse than Christopher Columbus’s greatness, and you've committed more genocide than the Black Death, all while working to keep the 640k memory bus like Microsoft’s supposed stable Windows NT server monopoly. You work towards making the Georgia Guidestones come true even before 2030, because too many people are waking up. Your amateurish, negative-centimeter dick, we need more demons, more aliens, more reptiles. I am the front figure in the resistance movement against the New World Order. I don’t shy away from confronting anyone, no matter if you’re made of the very fabric that holds together our Dyson Sphere universe simulation.

Oh, you think Antikali is ending the universe? I can do it with one atom in my body before you have the time to connect two quantum-entangled neurons holographically. I am more forgiving than the KJV’s YHWH, and more judgmental than Allah. Killing my soul would spur a Middle Earth riot beyond the George Floyd event, even though I can breathe perfectly well in pure vacuum.

By the way, this is the first time I've remembered to draw in air for a whole two hours, as my mind-fucking crystalized brain structure used up all the oxygen particles on this goddamned Earth. So, I had to flee to a parallel fucking wormportalholegateway universe where everything is peachy, like Whitney's coaster requirement visit to the TV4 studios, whose walls are still fucking peach-colored. My fucking flawless 99.999999999999999999% uptime free GNR’s Chinese Democracy Wi-Fi has fucking stopped working entirely. FUCKFUCKFUCK, and I can't fucking listen to my favorite ad-free fucking bubblegum liquid drum and bass mixes.

I think I’ll end this with: MARIA FUCK, THAT'S A BEAUTIFUL FUCKING NAME. YOU KNOW WE'VE GOT SOMETHING IN COMMON; I'M ALSO FUCKING CALLED THAT (sorta). Could you be my baby boo? =( <3 <3 <3 Yours truly, a run-of-the-mill xoxox-rated Taurus.
"poetry"
COSMIC LOVEFUCK INCL EPIC BATTLE WITH THE FALSE PROPHET


let me tell you about warm maria

warm maria has the greatest ass known to the man who is lucky to fuck it every single day

i dont think she has african nor latina roots so i dont really get it

she just has the best of all possible worlds automagically

did i mention ive fucked her from every kama sutra position possible

and that ive photod / filmed every single one of our 2 month foreplays beyond blake and annas collection

she is double waterbunny and double pisces

so when she cums she cums a lot and from every orifice too

no she doesnt fountain cum its more like a cum volcano

and she loves art in every shape or form like our swingingfuckbuddies male specific anatomy

and says im the greatest photographer and lover in sweden

she also says that i have the greatest hardest metal red hot rod beyond the fragrance of 50 ingredient fish soup with naturally derived saffron aroma with the most beautiful and softest still intact pink anti friction treatment in the whole world

and her ass is so fucking great it has a prefered pronoun and it is heart and if you even just think of it as it it will sue you more in a settlement in the average time it takes to send and reply to an email in 5g speeds across all oceans beyond blackrocks and vanguards total assets

the passage to this womens heart can only be found while shes on all fours while barking like kerberos to lick her pussy right until her water retention is in the negatives and youll gain 200 pounds muscle weight on your tongue from the protein content and your noze will turn bigger than an iranian inbred incestisthebest family thats existed before shuddha prajnyna was split in two

her ass has achieved sentience which is why it hops around so fucking much from hip to hip whenever she tries to vacuum up my semen which gets injected into her uterus deeper than the marijuana grave and has more gene complexity than the daphnia pulex and fix the laundry which turns so radiantly big white and beautiful it blinds and deafens anyone in hearing range like an avalanche on top of mount tarbora

her ass is so divine she reaches a top speed of 1km/h in complete despair while running from a resurrected berzerk elephant mummy with kids

while i shock all of you flaccid viagra monkey fiends infertility at a giraffes length per thrust where just halfway into a horse makes it give birth to a centaur

and her meatgrinder is even tighter than an anorexic japanese midget dwarf pixie fairy whose XXXS tampon is larger than her body

though were the same height when it takes from entrance to exit somehow

you can only move inside her at 1mm intervals every minute

most spooge before shes wrapped their head around her

me when i finally understand her deep laiden khemet roots i get stuck like a wolfdog trying to comprehend as to where to stroke her next because of her inaudible to the naked normie ears blue whale gaia frequency subwoofer MMMMHHHHH...!!!OANS complexity

and just how low down her pancakes can hang non-bra-naturally in 60 degree kashmir summer weather still wearing a wonderful shantung angora camel hair sweater that shows every one of her protrutions clear as day down to the individual superstring

yes shes above 50 already in menopause but has skin which only gets better and softer with age and doesnt need a g-string to look good on the beach nor any underwear beyond a thick layer of oxytocin and estrogen beyond a shallow butterface 100 year olds half day to apply rouge as her radiating neon infra red raspberry pie which makes everything down to an ameoba engage in casual naturally-high stronger than south americas GNP output of coke XTC fentanyl GHB LSD absinth orgies in a 50 mile radius like a 5g CERNHAARP laser beacon EMP at the 1 million people strong freedom trucker australia protests

maria wearing jeans is a terrorist attack on any woman who ever imagined themselves looking good and spurs them into an eating disorder frenzy either to starve themselves so much because their asses will never look anywhere near as good as hers so they commit literal assicide or they turn to super heavy users but they will turn completely immobile like a barnacle a long time before their voi vittu brilliance even comes close

when i get her going her heartbeat is as fast as an atomic clock clocking in at a BPM higher than any extratone track and my beyond 12 armed octopuss tentacle octocock appendages who have been surgically beyond a brain transplant split by the elite greys in more parts and thrusting power than a tachyon splitting valorite-65535 and produces more timbre complexity on her voice than black midi

and you dont want to be close to her when she gets going like a male dolphins prehensile penis it produces more energy than the entire lifespan of all the earths powerplants combined and it makes the fukushima and tjernobyl accident seem like a joke by comparison and her succulent astral projections in more time than the universes 25 billion year lifespan in dreamtime and 1/64:th planck constants in realtime makes a pornstars 700 round bukkake seem like a 3 day old crybaby left randomly floating on the nile river falling down the burning rabbit siberia sink hole wheeping for the first time like a spacebear fart and she will make your life seem like an accident because your puny STD infested AIDS-glacial cock will never get any of her punani and you will wish your bonobo homo habilis synthesized sumerian family tree was never even started and her la petit morte uses more 4D energy than a 100 multiverse spanning antimatter engine which is below the power that is needed to impregnate her
yes shes is still popping out kids via virgin birth above mumtaz mahals numbers and her fucking immaculate ass has more squat work in it than the taj mahal and the pyramids of giza combined and 20000 sketch artists are still waiting in line and the number is getting logarithmically incomprehensibly higher like the universes black matter expansion and the art made of her if it was lined up would be from the sun and back and our latest synchronized 300 in a row orgasms produced a sonic boom stronger than the entire lifespan of a supernova which made all materia disintegrate like a pixar movies BSOD RAID and all backups final 128k 360 degree render meltdown like a black hole in an area larger than 500 lightmillenia cuboctahedroned and the saved force was stronger than the big bang

so billie G go back to your cubicle barracks which are at the centre of the earth and burn in the ring of fire you computervirusfucker with a 2001 copyright on corona you eugenic shitface where you can unsuccesfully in 1 million tries by 1 billion quantum computers reverse engineer crack memory leak my sourcecode where you can just dream about mk ultra cisordinol accutard THQ chloroform zombie OJ simpson mindcontrolling me where you can live in a fake ass 100 supersenses in a 1000D metaverse where everyone has a enhanced 100000ZZZ beaver anal secretions bra and a cock larger than the leviathons where you can just dream about getting more adrenochrome than epstein and fuck more celebrity pussy than weinstein and come up with a noble prize equation beyond einsteins which will simply explain whats beyond the vortex theory or a perpetuated lie worse than the holocaust and your achievements are worse than christopher columbus greatness and genocide a higher percentage of the worlds population than the pestilence and work towards keeping the 640k memory bus like microsofts supposed stable windows NT server monopoly and making the georgia guidestones come true even before 2030 because too many people are waking up you amateuric negative centimetre dick because there are after all too many fucking useless eaters we need more demons we need more aliens we need more reptiles i am the frontfigure in the frontlines in the resistance movement versus the new world order i dont shy away from fronting with anyone no matter if youre built of the very fabric which holds together our faraday cage universe simulation oh you think antikali is ending the universe i can do it with 1 atom in my body before you have the time to connect 2 quantum entangled neurons holographically i am more forgiving than KJVs YHVH i am more judging than allah killing my soul would spur a middle earth riot beyond george floyd eventhough i can breath perfectly well in pure vacuum

by the way that fucking reminds me this is the first fucking time ive remembered to draw in air for a whole 2 fucking hours as my mindfucking crystalized brain structure used up all the fucking oxygon particles on this god damned fucking earth so i had to flee to a paralell fucking wormportalholegateway unifuckingverse where everything is clittyfucking peachy like whitneys motherfucking coaster requirement visit to the TV4 studios whose walls are still fucking peachcoloured and my fucking flawless 99.999999999999999999% uptime motherfucking free GNRs chinese democracy wifi has fucking stopped working entirely FUCKFUCKFUCK and i cant fucking listen to my favorite adfree fucking bubblegum liquid drum and bass mixes

i think ill end this with MARIA FUCK THATS A BEAUTIFUL FUCKING NAME YOU KNOW WEVE GOT SOMETHING IN COMMON IM ALSO FUCKING CALLED THAT (sorta) could you be my baby boo? =( <3 <3 <3 yours truly, a runofthemill xoxoxratedtaurus

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Erotica (misc new fantasies) 2023-01-06 05:00-05:40
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so i met someone who changes boyfriends one time per year. i got her hot for me, so we were doing wellness at work, and she had the most amazing cleavage on, and mostly did leaning forwards. it wasnt long until i spooged in my pants, when the wellness coach said "everyone hug eachother for good here and now energy!". she flew over to me and pulled me close. she didnt expect all that wetness. after that time, i always called it "wetness training". and instead of being "here and now" i jocularly called it "in and out", usually id do the cliche and rub in the politically incorrect phrasing once in awhile. always catches women off guard. id told her to to start exercising to get that flab away she always whined about. so one day at work i was leaving after a double-shift, and she was just starting. i hug her, and to my surprise, all ehr body was wet. her tits were firmer as well. WET HUGS i yell out "those are the best", she chimed in with that sweet motherly smile. she also whined about pain in her hips, which i said i could heal, but everyone sees me as a joker, not as someone of wisdom. so no matter how many advice i give to how many people, its like id never said it. she always wore the tightest jeans. i mean, her ass looked amazing in them, but they werent good for her well-being. so i yell out DEAR DRESSES, thinking she would awlays wear dresses? nope. so the time goes by, and one time at work shes got a TIGHT DRESS, hey, cant win em all. it was melerad and grey-toned, you know, like sweatpants, what eminem always uses as shirt in all his pics. so she tricks me to go on the subway with her. it was FARTHEST HUMANLY POSSIBLE. took 2 hours with changes and förseningar. i ask her what shes up to? WERE GONNA VISIT MY MOM. ok... i oblige. we walk out in the suburbs, every sootscraper looks the same. pastel colours except near the bottom where theyd painted away GRAFFITI with an even more pale colour mostly in the most distingly ugly yellow shade you wouldnt imagine. they didnt settle for concrete, oh no, it had to be TEXTURED. we walk into an intetsägande building which had a fitting 10 litres looking icecream stain above. as we get in, my friend gets a weird smile on her face but i get nothing. THE ELEVATORS BROKEN. some redhaired woman hollars, who is busy fixing the walls from whatever can damage concrete. guess its just some anabolic steroid loser who wanted to ruin something, show hes A MAN to his next fuckbuddy. so i talk more and more with this vixen. obviously shes a scorpio, all i meet are scorpios day and night, night and day. turns out shes 71, which i should have figured from all those wrinkles. some women dont get wrinkles, they actuallyget SOFTER the older they get. to be lazy and not move around except to the bus stop and not doing anything at home or never achieving anything except whining helps too. my friend is like that. her tits are down to her belly button. its not actually fat like many people think, its lymphs. lymphs are like a spiderweb that keeps the body together, its not the muscles that do it. her mom is the polar opposite. my friend says she learned ALL ABOUT WORKOUT from her mom, which ive only seen 1 practice, LEANING OVER and showing all those goodies. as the lymphs decay, more are created to keep up the surface. another thing is, one theory of why latinas and african women have so large protroouding features, is because they lived at places with no water. then you dont get iodine, and your bodyparts swell to accomodate a nutrient deficiency. i dunno what other search for when they want to fap. i usually go for "milf big tits". you see, when i had the worst OCD, the only one i could fantasize was my highschool sweetheart Miranda. shes got several kids, and is thus a Mom I'd Like to Fuck. i know its fucked up, but you see, OCD is nothing of what youve heard, which is probably nothing. so im wanking off to non-milf porn, and each second or more often, the tourettes that go through my head is MURDER HER. i could say other words but that will have to do. thus, thinking about your miss M, who you havent met for a millenium, is the best thing ever. i never thought other people masturbated. for real. my life has been so weird. just loneliness, loneliness, and more loneliness, and confusion in only having scorpios around to confuse me even more. so, i want to be normal. not fap, not think of sex. really, i can handle it. on twitter #nofap is popular. maybe. when i fapped the other day, and the 2 weeks before that, i got a sense of being in love afterwards? it was really amazing. i heard over on slashdot, that an average cum-session includes 4.3 terabytes of data. im wondering though, what bit-depth do genes have? 24-bit? 32-bit floating point? what, exactly? can it go over 0 decibels? what happens then? psychosis? i have now written for 20 mins already, it does not feel like that. as ive stressed recently. the xvid is that long. it just restarted, with stupid rockmusic. hope it ends soon, and ill hear flesh sounds instead. so, anyway, janet and her milf. probably gilf by now. oh, my boner retracted from that stupid music. what happened to porngroove? sigh. anyway, i slept through 1 giving of neurleptics. its 4 pills and it affects me greatly. i cant sleep, basically. though, when it got so horrible lately i tried sleeping with music on. if i disconnect the cord from the laptop, it can play for maybe 2 hours. thats perfect, as it always mean i turn into REM sleep, which i have a lot of problems with getting. i basically never dream. or so i though, sometimes its so faint. that reminds me. a neighborhood woman, married, but bored of her dude. i had started to fantasizing loudly, never possible when i lived at home. so i think of someone while touching myself, and think thoughts. i sometimes say them out loud, although its not needed, unless you scream their name plus some really naughty words. then sometimes, you hear them back, in the ether, in your mind. this was the first woman i tried this with. so im watching a vid which looks somewhat like her, i just stumbled upon it after pornsurfing for my most pathetic 5 hours. id done 4½ hours before, and it was someone exactly like miranda, they had the same moan. shes halfasian, and they say MMH with their mouth open. so it sort of sounds like NG instead. weird but true. to not lose the previous thread. and i just say the most stupid and naughty words. gawd, i cant recall them, nothing of value. for example....... IM FUCKING YOUR CUNT WITH MY GIANT COCK and some more and she replies OH HARDER usually via telepathy its a simpler language. you can talk to any human or being or plant or god or angel or anything this way. its so simple, but people dont talk about it. i dunno what people talk about, its like everyones got DOWNS in their communication, at least with me. before bella, whatever i tried to say out of the ordinary got a mocking disgusting laughter back. the same thing is happening again, someone said HON ÄR ASGRYM and im like, wheres your language sister? this started when iwas on 20 pills a day, and had just gotten about 9 at bedtime. i had decided to be a musician, yet again. you see, i listened to elektroniskt i p2, some swedish sotz and artrock chanenl on the public broadcasting system. had a nice stereo then, gone gone gone.......... it was really the only programme on all the channesl which was worth something, except for KÄRLEKSATTACK PÅ SVENSK HIPHOP. but this is white man music. i remember going to a library in town, and asking if i could get my password? the woman who was there previously spent like TWENTY MINUTES on getting me a renting card but she FORGOT THE PASSWORD. incredible. he says no in annoyed tone, its about OFFENTLIGHETSPRINCIPEN. ok, whatever, angry white dude. so i look around for a few mins, but i dont feel like reading while standing in an empty place with people that hate me. just as im about to leave, they put on the most amazing sotz music. the stereo system was just fab. i ask what its called, and am ready for another yellout, but get the response DIRTY BEACHES right, maybe i should be dirty. so people arent really passive aggressive anymore. i guess its the frequency i was at. i hope this text doesnt just bomb. that would suck. i remember a couple of eroticas ive written, its like they left an imprint in my mind. what is called THOUGHTS. freeze frame deaddreamer calls it. holograms. its like you can get ONE IDEA and its so hard to tell it to other people. why? its the same with tracey. she just said I WONDER WHAT ITS LIKE LIVING A LONG TIME AGO since i know her, those words mean a lot more. like i wrote in crayons TWO TIMES when i wasnt photoshopping anymore in the 2000's THE BEST FRIEND YOU CAN HAVE YOU CAN SIT ON THE PORCH WITH AND NOT SAY A WORD THEN GET UP AND FEEL LIKE THAT WAS THE BEST CONVO YOU EVER HAD i have no idea what ive just written. right, marianne. so i point my wheenie in the direction of her bedroom, it doesnt matter the distance, only the direction matters. you knwo how msulims pray and that. in a modern translation of shakespear (aka lord bacon, THE CONSPIRACY IS TRUE!!!!!!!!) it said in the side-notes that IN SHAKESPEARS TIME IT WAS THOUGHT THAT ALL PEOPLE ELICITED A LASER FROM THEIR EYES so there. if i try to be healthy. or not sit at the comp so much. my retinas burn. they always do that i guess i just dont notice it. theres some colours that keeps changing. in the middle of my vision. in recent selfie it was even visible when i HDR'd it. the middle of my eyes had blue in them this laptop i got for 2500 kr because id just thrown away a new 4000 kr one but it was perfect its essentially 90% rebate the webcam can photo AURAS its usually blue though its probably turning red now i saw a greys aura the other day it was green green green it wasnt around the person just ON them so i saw them and it was just green haze over them my senses are really boring but like tessan keeps telling me each time shes over (once a week since 2019) DONT TAKE DRUGS YOURE NOT MISSING OUT strangely enough if you smoke and then shower you smell like nutella i figure now its related to burning omega 3 acids they smell like nuts i know its weird, lol anyway. this story is ok. its not just dirty. and now i started to enjamb. didnt even notice. thats what its liek for me. i get into a flow easily. with photoshopping and abletoning its never that. just hard work concentration i just realized i am 2x waterpig 3x ox and 4x horse thats a lot of horsepower! just oxes alone have "legendary stamina" right, left hand hurting i broke it in like 5 places im not sure anymore because i tatu'd over the scars not to hide tehm but rather to make them part of the tatu i also tatu'd over the walon mark on my left arm its that old bella poem DÖD LIV EVIG anyway. im bored now. no boner the last 20 mins. yep, the video looped again which is not possible on xhamster. grr. sometimes now i just cant cum. its been like this since bella left me maybe even before i could still fuck for ages how many hours or days you got? anyway if i cum now a voice in my head instantly says DELETE THAT DIRTY WORDS sucks :( ok will try to fap to this silicone enhanced goddessy tits and smooth fatty cunt brb! ^___^

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i natt i natt
mitt stånd sätter spratt
jag är flexibel som en katt
när jag för in den i din trattkantarell
vill helst va snäll
men här gäller ju högre gäll
desto mer på smällen
impregnerat 10 på detta viset
"du är så vis
och den kändes
vid rätta stället"
den kändes så stor
skulle passa till din mor?
varför alla dessa tankar?
för hon är den enda
jag inte känner mig
som att jag plankar
i okända vatten
natten och någon är där
har min kropp kär
när min själ är
nånannanstans
finns du och rider min svans
kota och vilka blir inte kåta
våt vid första ögonblicket
och sen vi lick ett två tre hål
även näsan
och som hon jäsan
nibble your nipple
i only want you bella
id skip all the rest
för du kallar mig din 4x zodiak häst
och oxå som klarar ritten galant
men även otroligt mycket attraherad till tant
som gått igenom allt
hon vill att man går igenom hennes allt
penetrera och influera och erövra varje hudcentimeter
och mina 18 centimeter är tillräckligt för dig?
men inte min libido? ok...
visste inte tills slutet att
jag var din hemliga älskare
att du var min älskarinna
och hur du älskade att rinna
i dina drömmar för mig en kille en tjej
förgåtmigej när du rider mig
och tänker på nån annan
men jag är den du tänker på
när du svallar som en å
och diggar mitt hårsvall
när jag triggar en till punkt i ditt rosa rum
som suger åt sig all saft i hela universum
mina bär bär mycket av den delen
du kommer att känna dig som en hel en
efter mig och ingen efter mig
om vi inte trekantar med en tjej
som bella och SLidamos
"I Do All My Own Stunts"
ännu en av dina porrvideos
när du hänger med ännu
en wellhung elefant
och den här attraktionen till tant
med tjugoåring endast visar klyfta
men dina ser så vackra ut i en kofta
körsbärsbröst soms bröstvårtor
styvnar till höst
när i din kratta jag har löv
söv och söv
"jag är trött"
"du kom in i mina brallor
och du växte i sängen"
"din säng är så skön"
och jag ber en bön
innan agenda2030
att jag ska ha min mört i di
latinan som överåt på chili
för en spice deal
när du har näsan i
blöt kokain i flöt
"jag är byggd som en häst"
"18 centimeter..."
och hon mäter ut med handen
"...perfekt"
jag är också byggd som en häst
men bara på essentiella delar
delar jag med mig
och tanten sitter bordet
över i ett 2 timmars möte
när jag har mina tår i hennes sköte
lite mer än töflört
när hon drämmer sina bröst på bordet
och min erektion av metallkukens ståtlighet
gör henne både våt och het
"vad heter du?"
hon storler
"det behöver du inte veta jag
vill knulla dig nu borde du vet"
och hon lutar sig mer över bordet
får att få sin icke talande
sinnliga D-kupor
att det blir bisurr i mitt huvud
"kan jag tala med dig?"
hon skrattar igen
"jag vill ju bara knulla dig"
min falos bultar
"ostört"
försöker jag med
de andra kring bordet
pratar kring tråkighet
och om jag är mer het
blir det tråkigt
kan inte tänka
utan hur jag över dina bröst
jag vill min saft stänka
"jag har en tatu på benet"
"ta ett foto, men inte längre in"
hon gråter och gråter på stormötet
verkas osynlig för resten
men du kan lita på mig
som strumplästen
som går upp till din slida
vill äta dig frukost lunch middag
över hos grevinnan
frågar vart är toapappret
har det mäktigaste stånd
hon kommer in till slut
"där vid sidan"
när hon rör min mandom
med sin slida
skriker närsomhelst
hursomhelst
JAG HAR DEN STÖRSTA SLIDAN
JAG HAR DEN STÖRSTA RUMPAN
JAG HAR DE STÖRSTA BRÖSTEN
ingen verkar lyssna
på en galen gammal tant
men hon knullar som en mutant
kan alla i och ur
och jag ser 4-kantiga stjärnor
när hon kallar mig för
"en tuttknullande filur"
och min fjällfil sprutar över henne
hon är hennafärgad
rödhårig
inte horig
men en gång vid jobbet
den storaste urringningen
kvinnovännen bredvid tjuvtittar
när jag tittknullar hennes vy
vännen älskar sen med sin kille
tills hon vill spy
"gravid?"
hon sätter sig alltid nära mig
med benen vid
färgglada kläder nu
som till och med visar
att med genomskinlig topp och tröja
vill ännu mer vid mig böja
jag har bara på det vanliga
men alla kvinnor vill med mig ligga
könsdrift inte storlek
är vad de vill leka med
två kvinno vänner ringer upp
dagen efter varandra
DU DIN KUK ÄR FÖR LITEN
VI KAN INTE HA EN RELATION
då får jag söka mig till japanskor
som sjuksköterskan
med min hand mellan hennes ben
när hon tappade mig
på blod och sperma
"väldigt bra flöde"
men nu i min libido är det öde

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ja, kan ord kopulera?
det blir ju bara
mera och mera...
från ett enda "hej"
till giftermål
man ska inte
med orden
vara snål
köra in några
manliga
och kvinnliga
så blir det mål!
i maten tack
för kraken och
krattan och nej
den dyra mattan!
pattan tattar och
tittar springer lös
som om brösten
var till sjöss
och inte att tala
om alla blöta möss
-or av rått-or och
pottor och slitter-
slåttor och fitter
och fått-oroliga
om framtiden
fittor som rinner
ner med ord
och kukar som
sprutar ord som
kulsprutor som när
jag och erika torrknulla
och körde med porriga
"ooh" och "aah" men ja
sa ba "du inte behövt
ljug me maij" och hon
bara "en ordflottalj!"
att prata mycket är
inte bra för ens emalj
man kanske glömmer
en detalj? måste orda
mera spreja ord och
meja med töbollar
och torbollar och
p-ungkulor som är
så hängiga klängiga
som en klänning
men allt som det
gjorde för att mannens
männing och mening
-ar ska porla orden
flyger som en svala
ska det dvala eller
berga? och överallt
i alla porer de orden
härja stava spell stava
spell orden rätt the
words right or it
wont be with all
your might fight
with your porksword
to get to the dark
ending mending
words to make her
kukeli-kuk med att
trycka buk mot buk
up the buttocks
and shes built like
an ox and you like
a hoarse horse maybe
also norse who yell
out their words
but shes moaning
and moaning the
same things and
you say "poetry is
originality" and instead
now she sings and flings
and ping and pong
"jag visste inte
att du var så
lååååååååång"
du svarar "det
är bara med dig
jag får riktig
svång" och fånga
in henne i ditt grepp
pepp peppe avundsjuka
hejarskaran säger "bort
med maran" men ni
knullar och trycker på
diverse bullar och ballar
och jag är hård som en
tall och hon är ball som
en mallig östermalmtant
som pratar som en fjant
som en mu-tant men
gamla damer tar aldrig
slut en gång till med ditt
spjut och det blir från
henne ännu ett sprut
uncock your g-lock
and you can shoot
underwater in her
fleshy labyrinths
och snart så synts
en syntpoppare
som vill bli omstoppade
med mer än en snoppare
men hon snoppar av ditt
tal men du blir allt annat
än sval tänker på henne
natt som dag om du bara
inte varit så svag och kunnat
bryta mot tynglag whatever
goes up must cum down
but you just dribble until
you use a cockring and now
its all over the place and cummy
haze and misplaced clothes
and fucking her with your mole
dig deeper and deeper and
her flesh swells and she says
"with you i would follow to hell"
better than marriage tattoos
and though from some women
you hear "boo"s and "why dont
you booze" most em though
yell out as you both climax
"yahoos" and that skinny
latina you choose she says
"i can fit in shoes" in her
bimboo's hoe's dough
and you massage her
like a plow until the
neysayers are at the
thirteenth row at yet
another wedding
where you fingerfuck her
as shes spreading her
legs over her ears
"we can do whatever
nothing i fear's"
so you fuck her nose
until she blows and blows
out more words you wish
you could fuck her with
your herd but all thats
heard is "i want more of
your fingers in" and some...
proverbs? och jag säger
"du har en rik börd"
men hon svarar bara
"fuck me up my turd!"-hole
to make her whole again
ni betalar notan på restan
med prestan och presto
hon snyter ut nåt som
ser ut som pesto men
smakar ny bedre men
lite sne blir man av
alla dessa ord bre?
försöker ta över dikt eh?
översvikt eller övervikt?
ge och få? till hur många
eller hur få? får får lamm?
får får komma in och kommas
in i med komma och punkt
och g-punkt och tunnnnggt
kukhuvud som är huvudrollen
om hetsporren och snorren
and the weiner "did you mean
her? i thought she was a guy"
but to fuck her, all that she
had spoken before was
forgiven, oh my
"youre a little sly"
menas slak
hon hade en finnig bak
men kom ändå på 1 minut
och hon gav ut ett
tjuuuuuuuuuuuuuut
"jag vill ha ditt spjut"
på flera ställen stack
jag in den och hon
knulla mig också i röven
så du kan kalla mig "hen"
nån annan köpte jag
för 5 spänn och hon kändes
långt efteråt sen fick
spänn-a alla mina muskler
för att komma in djupast
och hon kom i ett kast
hade ingen kondom så
använde plast liquid latex
och som vi hade sex med
hennes ex vi var väl sex
stycken som brottades om
köttstycken och nu avbröts
det hela av någon som
flörtats med men inte
ville hela vägen hem
inte ens en lem
orden kom ikläm
men jag ville
med henne hitta hem
till ett slemmigt ställe
"puss-y" med köttkropp
tung som bly och jag
måste bli en missil
eller kanske en fil
för naglarna eller
en snigel i ögat
har aldrig provat
det föga och ska
man lebba och böga
eller bara 3-kant
med bellas favorit
en tjej
och en kille
som är höga
och det börjar dugga
from her cunt and im
the count of her castle
and the jester in her asshole
and the master masterbaitor
cum 12 times the snooping
mom said in my youth
i was just pee and poof
and now aloof to other
cir-cum-stances not
yet circumsized
but not as bigsized
as before and not
as hard so some call
me a bore eller borr
som har noll koll
men så går det
om man knullar ett
incestskapat troll
med en näsa
som en bergstopp
och dotter till
en ajatoll
spelar väl ingen roll
det är din kropp jag
vill känna på inte
gulla med din näsa
knulla vid stråfräs
som när jag runkade
vid datorn så hon
kände sperma lukten
i sin näsa jag kunde läsa
på hennes läppar that
she wanted to be fucked
so i just asked "can we do
it if i may be of luck?"
and she answered
"i have other breeding
abormalities, i am
deep as fuck"
and even her assfuck
i couldnt reach all the way in
but she spun a spiderweb
and now every day i am
inbetween her och bella
och hon säger "kan du
knulla mig nu, snälla?"
när hon gråter och jag
förlåter att jag precis
fingerknulla bella
men bara för att hon
sa "snälla" i put a spell
on her to freeze at my
command so i smuggle
my fingers into her
like contraband
but that got me banned
from coming near her
with my stånd och hade
man nåt förstånd skulle
man sluta spruta ord nu
men de kommer bara som
en gök-ande kukeliku spöke
and to be fucked by my spikes?
yikes... its better they took
a trip på ryggen, better to
her likes jag klämmer henne
på brösten några gånger
och hon på mina är det
därför man ska finnas
eller försvinnas? borde finnas
pushup för kuk eller den där
fittan som är så mjuk
see-through garment
to figure out that it
isnt spent som det
hade hänt med andra
latinan hon hade hänt-erna
fulla med chili peppar
att proppa in i munnen
så när jag proppade hennes
kött i munnen det brände
till rejält och min kuk växte
i henne av hettan som satans
svärd glödjade svärd och av
det blir jag lärd som hon äter
får han slicka och första analen
samlaget försökte hitta hålet
i 5 minuter vid snedliggandes
men det kändes tryggandes
med min spets in i hennes
bajshets "du är en best!"
och fortsatte "din kuk är för
bred!" då var det bättre när
vi låg som 2 sked men bättre
va när jag knulla en kvinna
som sa sig "va som en häst"
och hon svarade "det är du
med, min bäst"-is-kall dock
som en knulldocka lika mjuk
som silikonpök när man handen
på henne strök och ut kom
mjölk från oss båda det kändes
som en uppochnedvänd eldsvåda
och hon frågade "har jag mens?"
och tracey svarade "det är endast
klåda" hon brukade knulla båda
men nu är det monogamt i hennes
låda och båda är lyckliga fast han
hade en konstnär innan jo det
var en teaterkvinnan och hon undra
om han tillbaka henne hinna
hon har den vackraste porrbilden
en riktig madonna-tjejsarinna
och en riktig killtjusare
hon sa inget på 3 månader
men sen blev det ljusare
gjorde mig kär och galen
och jag skrev som nåt som här
när jag blivit lite mer svalen
och jag önskade vi kunde båda
känna varandra men hon
känns mer och mer
och kunde hennes röst höra
när jag min erektion behövde störa
som häxan som luktade som smöra
det älskade hon att höra
förföra och förgöra
till henne kan man inte smöra
utan att för säga
"man kan ha dig på bröd!"
och alltid få knulla i sin nöd
när det inte fanns nån föda
och göda med hennes mjuka toner
som säkert hade blivit en miljards
miljards spermie oblater för hon
bugade till jesus och satan var
bara en "hater" och sen "see you
later, you horny masturbator"
hon såg mig runka från balkongen
och den stack rak ut, den var en
lång en, som hennes bröst vid
uppvaknande i köket, hon dissade
kröket för att kunna knulla around
the clock med mitt spöke i sömnen
hon var en grann en med rött sött hår
even if i once called her a "whore"
but more than one of my spores
was in her buttery hål och vi
knullade tills det blev grädde av
smeten och jag kleten på hennes
pannkakor med riktigt stora körsbär
och bar henne ut och vi gjorde det
på gräsmattan så hennes pattan
blev grön ner på alla fyra och
penetrera henne "du är så skön
att jag kommer be en bön
att din böngrodd inte blir snodd
av varken den ena eller andra"
men sen träffade jag sandra
och ingen kan väl klandra
att man vill pippa henne då
och inte andra vid andra sidan
men kan alltid fingerknulla 2 slidan
att göka är som att spela kort
52 positioner och man blandar om
i smeten tills hon bräker som geten
och sprutar i henne som kometen
halebop på en krater en fröken frågade
faktiskt om jag ville klämma hennes
finnar på framsidan av kroppen
"nej inte det där det är sugkoppen"
och sen som tack sög hon av snoppen
och sen blev hon kollad av koppsen
men sa att hon sålt sig för 5 spänn
"och spelade ni in det" hon svarade
förnämt "ja, ni kan få det sen"
så vi spelade och spelade rollspel
och spelade in det, jag var kusken
hon var hästen "du är min bästa en"
och jag skrek ut på engelska lektionen
"marie, i want to marry you"
but then the class laughed as she
answered "but youre
only my baby boo"
jag svarade bittert
"du är tjock som en ko"
och klassen skrattade igen
"then milk me mister bull"
and the rest of school was
bullshit, even if i i did it in
her shithole the last time
we did it as to tell me
"youre a fag, you cant do it"
när jag var för slak
för hennes trånga gemak
"och du är för torr"
för tjejer utan henne
hade jag noll koll
förutom julia som jag
gjorde rund som en boll
visste barnets namn
men nu är det utom kontroll
tidigaste jag knullade var ett
cunt-roll riktigt gammal
och sliten hon biten när
hon sög av mig men sög
upp sista droppen och
jublade "om maria var 84
vid födelse av jesus-boten
så kan nog jag också fått en
om du bara kommer vid
botten när jag har multipla
'känns gott-en'" och sonen
ser nu ut som mig jag som
sagt nej till droger och dricka
och röka "att bli knullad av dig
känns som en tonåring
jag blir helt lökad"
att ömsa skal på skal
och hennes stöningar
hördes i en stor sal
hon var grevinna
och skulle innan döden
hinna bli en riktig
mamma kvinna
och jag kanske
inte har så många
mer nu spörsmål
men inte är jag snål
med min sexluktande åls
kunnigheter ut i etern
jag vet nog att nu
har du händerna i smeten
och även om jag inte är
smal som geten kan jag
hålla på både med orden
och älskogen i många timmar
bortom ord till stön till plask oljud
som en kvinna som blivit lur'd
av sin lord till att inte få ett barn till
"det är mina ord"
och kommit över i en urringad skrud
jag låg bredvid henne tills erektionen
dansade in i henne
till könsdofter som var tvenne
och hon stönar "du är som två!
tänk på allt vi i sängen kan
hitta på!" jag är både som en
kille och en tjej och hon du vill
fylla båda hål kan jag inte stoppa
dig mig oss alla från att handtralla
skrivit så länge att erektionen bångnar
och undrar nu vem jag ska stånga
får väl bli miss anonymous redhead
men det blir kanske många
som har fingrarna mellan benen
och en handen på spenen
för jag spänner upp min käke
och det blir mer ord som diarré
eller en kumfontän jag ligger
inte i lä för att förföra både
ena och andra men har inte
provat en tredje hur skulle
de bli me de? sjungande i kör
"knulla oss mer, våra fittor är
som smör för din gurka
förresten gör det något
om vi är turkar?"
men jag dömer ingen
jag fördömer ingen till hades
men väl till sjunde lustgården
finns många att runka om
finns många som jag håller om
om de ändå höll om min batong
men min hand känns så grann
som det finaste sammet
här är det inte mycket vett
och ännu mindre etikett
har gjort med alla från världens hörn
and after writing this i am still more
horny, i want you, cant you see?
cant i do more with my penis than pee?
and to fuck the occasional ugly G
if im lucky shes got the bends
because even the ugliest girl
in the world didnt want me near
"you talk so emotional
arent you queer?"
but i thought we was on the same level
and now i let my sex personality steer
to clearer beginnings and old endings
och tanter de tycker inte jag är fjanter
de enda som verkligen orkar med mig
"jag är tjej, inte 40 åring" sa bella till
min förvåning, när vi gjorde det på
tredje våningen, i en liten liten divan
"du, du är slak, jag är van" men jag
slickade hennes näsborrar, och som
det i hennes ögon skorrade men hon
snorade bara där nere och jag fick till
spelet ännu en gång men som julia
och grevinnan var hon faktiskt trång
det var bara med miss µ som jag fick
in handen lång och hon viskade "jag
vill ha din mandom som lärdom om
svendom i detta hus, det är världens
rus!" att göra det när hennes man
var hemma, de gjorde det ändå inte
längre, och hon sa "du är mycket
bättre än min andra hälft, allt han
gör är halvgällt" jag svarade att det
var snällt och vi grät i varandras famn
jag frågade "can i call you mum"
för vi hade så olika årsspann och hon
svarade "tack att du han, tack att du
var han, som äntligen fick mig att
spann" och hon ringlade som en orm
i sängen, när jag fattat handen och
hålet och fick en kyss som poängen
och fick en släng av klamydia
men det är det enda som hänt
med alla jag utvärtes och invärtes
kännt och spännt mina kukmuskler
så att snorren blir hård som metall
och bella läkte mig med kristall
"nu kommer du inte längre
få några återfall"
och jag lever som en lärd och läkt man
sen 2019 halvfjerdsindstyve
och jag syndar inte så mycket längre
som den styve utan är mer
glad och lugn men skulle gärna
vilja värma din ugn
jag är 40 år ung
de kallar min visdom tung
men tror jag är 25 eller tonåring
men inte ung och dum
utan lärdom även om här
det blev många köniska svärdom
och döm mig inte ut
till att bara få höra ditt tjut
om natten du grannen
även om min kuk
är i de översta spannen
vill jag bara se dina
kinder grann-en
"det är bara jag här"
säger hon som jobbar
inom min sfär
hon var en och nitti centimeter
som min en nitti millimeter
och rund som få
och vad jag älskar igen
hennes pannkaksknullade
bröst spermier få
"du kom på mitt hjärta
vill du känna allt smärta
ock-så?" och jag kände mig
så små, som när vi telefonsexade
och hon kände genom etern
"den är inte tillräckligt hård"
men soc arbetaren var bättre
då var jag ännu mindre
men desto rödare kinder
när jag fick hennes gråa liv
att lysa upp, och hennes underliv
att fingras av hennes glup-ska
fingrar, brösten dinglade inte ens
jag ville knulla henne tills jag fick
hennes essens, som hon sa
"jag dugar bara till fiskrens"
nej du smakar saffran!
och upp hennes glädje vänds
"cant we at least be friends?"
(och jag får höra ditt namn?
jag är du bara mot dig ett lamm)
sa bella tidigt, men det blev
som alla andra jag med lidit
"tack för kåtheten, men jag
vill inte ha dig som din tjej
eller kvinna eller moder
till ditt barn, du kanske skulla
ha valt den där snygga killen
var han inte kuban?"
nej det sa han inte
bara ett ord om dan
och skrattade när
jag hade blivit som van
och nu tittar jag tillbaks
på alla jag varit till lags
och ligger här och ruttnar
och min före detta extas
och bara som äppelskruttar
och mina ex som kan räknas
till 4 eller kanske 40 eller
400 beroende på, om man räknar
de jag inte fick erektion av
bara nått små, till de jag kramat
och de jag bara önskat om att få
men de kanske tänker om mig
så också, nå? stockholmssyndromet
för mig är om att bara vilja få och få
sex på ett eller annat sätt
som ett snabbt geting bett
eller dumpa dra till reträtt
men aldrig blir man mätt
att bli kåt var så lätt
men nu ligger jag som en plätt
i min säng hela dagarna
och det låter ju äntligen
som jag har förts över till klagarna
queers hbtq var klockan
redan halv sju? då skulle det har
varit jag och du men de säger bara
"mu" eller "toppen" medans de
fantiserar om att hålla om snoppen
när de byter på mig, kanske en
sjuksköterske tjej? men nej det blir
inget mer, jag är över min era
snart slut på 40 år av tjut
med noll procent rödtjut
men däremot en gång en vit
bag in box och jag fick bara
skeda henne, och inte klämma
på hennes silikon och botox
and tracey sent me some thin
llama socks, she wanted me to
in them masturbate, but i threw
em in the trash before then, and
asked for an apology, but shes
hardcore, had as a new years
resolution, "i want to fingerfucked
to the core, the whole hand in
i am not small" och sånt får mig
på fall, och jag överröste henne
med erotiska noveller och hon sa
bara en enda gång "du ar snall"
när jag trodde det skulle bli
nåt mår än en small boy
"my ex is my toyboy
he has a real big girth
youre just a small boy
come back to earth"
och oj hur jag velat behaga henne
men det blev mest galenskap
i blogglandskapets helvete
men hon höll mig kvar
och jag drömde om henne på psyket
"i came from the gutter"
but i never thought that of her
men varje gång hon råkar uppdatera
smälter jag som smör
och säger både enda och andra
och tredje och femti-tolfte
som när bella var borta bre
jag skrev i timmarna sju
och hon svarade
"när ska vi ses?
bara jag och du?"
men tramsade bort det sen
med "do sweden have beaches?"
and i called her once a bitches
and she me a troll
when i said shes lost control
over her sex life
and now she lives like a wife
and theres no strife with her daughter
im so glad i taught her
shes the first one i got proud of
shes syster dotter moder stoff
och jag har bara min kartofel
blev för mig själv
mitt eget offer
landade på huvudet
inte armen
den här gången
och satan har om mina ben
en svångrem
kan inte röra de längre
och jag blir inte längre
längre och kommer inte in i någon
oavsett hur träng re e
vill verkligen avsluta hopplösheten
blir inte en het en längre
men snusen gör att jag inte svänger
men känner mig mest som ett
ingenting, inga känslor, ingenting
bara något svagt där inne
men ingen får något mer
sitta på min pinne
och skratta som en fågel
som julia
jag är fullproppad av DARPA hydrogel
verkar som ingenting jag gör
blir det bättre
nanochippet håller mig fjättrad
och att inte tala om mina fjärtar...
skiter ner mig och sängen
och jag undrar
att leva
var är poängen?
ska man dra till schweitz
och få det undanstökat?
min igår fick jag en flört
från någon som önskat
att vi pökat
det tände en gnista
men inget svar
från mindre hjärnan
inte det minsta
men vaknade upp
nån dag sen med stång
men det var inte mycket
att hurra för
så jag la mig på en gång
energin har börjat ta slut
men det blir inte helgalet
som förut, eller hur?
tracey and my blogging glut
jag sa det förut och säger igen
varför finns det inte botox
eller silkon för män
s älskade skatter
kvinnor skulle flockas runt mig
igen, som katter, skulle betala
många spänn. men en slak kuk
känner de flesta kvinnor igen
hur den är när den är på
helspänn även om den
för det mesta nu för män som mig
som inte är ivrig bara är mjuk och
kort den försvinner bort i pungkulorna
aj vad jag skulle betala för att få
sprätt som lämnar bulorna alldeles
mjuka och jag som aldrig smakat
kukar kanske skulla jag de sluka
som hon på psyket som var raggare sa
"du är gay, bella är lebb, de e ba så
det va" men vem tycker om killar
som är snälla, som inte sätter tjejer
i en kärleksfälla? nej de får drälla
med pipen, och piper bara när kvinnan
säger "ta mig" och står där trånandes
i underkläder eller helt påpälsad i en
romantisk stora snöflinge promenad
"du kanske får göra det i min choklad"
och som jag blev shockad, men jag
såg henne överallt, hon med, för hon
ville, nu på länge, bli fockad, i sin stora
röv och heta klövar, men jag blev bara
berövad av min manlighet, men många
kvinns tyckte i klänning jag var het
som en annan julia, jag klantig sa
"du är någon som jag inte vill ha"
och han ba överröste mig med
finklingande rösta, jo vad mer jag
har börjat träna så har inga bitchtits
längre, men magen den hänger
och jag hänger fortfarande inte med
på kvinnors visor, och när de visar
sin urringning eller ståtliga stjärt
jag tycker bara om att titta på de
istället för väggen, när de är härt
men det blir ett snabbt utdelande
och jag är så klart den felande
när jag skiter och skiter
och skiter i att de är så snygga
och att de får känna mig mindre ensam
hos de är jag trygga
men jag är skygg och har skygglappar
och 3 sköterskor satte en polislapp på
mig, men de togs bort så är inte bara
otur, nej. och du, du mysteriska tjej
som jag inte med har klantat mig
mer än en gång, fick dig tillbaka
ditt mod var inte trång, inte bitter
"som rickfors...", sa min favorit
när vi hade bråkat ännu en gång
hon var också stor och en och nitti lång
och jag är 2 centimeter för kort
för alla damer, men vill ha mer
men har brått till någon annan
som kanske har ryggskott
och jag trycker på ringklockan
och de säger "du kan inte hela
tiden med den pocka" men jag tror
de är dumma och tjocka
och lata inte skulle kunna gå ner
i spagata, en dag blev det så mörkt
att jag önskar, en sköterska mördat
mig, för att jag var en tönt, men
kämpar vidare, men i armarna det
kvider, ska prova hampa olja om det
mer lider, men frukter hos LIDL är gott
jag som stoppat i mig allt för mycket
skräpmatsshots, vägde 140 nu 114
men känner mig som flera ton
och blir en tonåring igen
eller kanske 25
hur de tror om mig
som inte känn
djupet av mitt hjärta
pinan i min smärta
det ljusaste bjärta
i min amygdala
som inte tror på fara
får väl skriva nån
konspirations saga
efter det här, och
jag måste nog både
händer och mun tvaga
efter det här
vill inte ställa till besvära
det är bara sån jag är a
tar åt mig alla ära
i hela etern
sen om nån tror mig vara en streter
det gör mig gott, även om jag bara
är en blyg poeten
rullar i smeten
av orden från den anonyma
fortfarande så, kanske hon
heter kipketer? vem veten...
dömer ingen
och fördömer ingen
jag är som gud
som jesus
det här är mer än ett hyss
och jag lyss på youtube
och den har fråg't 2 gång
"vill du fortsätta lyss på sång?"
varje sån gång är när det gått
en till två timmar lång mix
och jag undrar, vad blir detta
för ord mix? ingen post orgasmic
depression, men känner ångesten
pockar på, och inte den vrå mellan
mina ben, du får kalla mig för queer
eller trans eller hen, det går inte bet
på DNA:t i mina ben, finns kvarstoder
av stora tider, när det var till flera
som jag lider, och är inte mycket kvar
i min pung eller penningpung
och jag undrar
kommer jag någonsin får tillbaka
min ung-
dom, eller är det här min dom
för jag älskat margaretha
och skrev om henne
konspiration kan det vara
må du veta
gå inte till doktorn
om du psyksjuk
eller är feta
de är bara gneta
och dig vill reta
och dig
dig har jag inte på tänkta
du vet vem du heta
och om dig jag haft
tankar så heta
men lever för dagen
men du har mig
nederslagen
när du pratar om psykbryt
eller brott inför lagen
men än är jag inte tagen
ligger här i hagen
för jag är 4 gånger häst
i stjärnlagen
med sånt var bella upptagen
reiki healer
eller som när jag kände
på idamos mage
när hon var gravid
och blivit slagen
det läkte under tagen
och nu har hon haft
3 barn ur magen
snart är det min
41:a födelsedagen
och jag ser mig
i webkam spageln
jag ser trött och sjuk ut
nästan slagen
i skallen
det var en riktig small'en
lät som ur det dataspel
när jag bände kragen
och nu är det här
långt över tiden tagen
men jag ska fortsätta spruta
ur ord och inte spermier
för nån håller mig närmier
på något sätt
har mina fans det här
med sitt tredje öga sett
och det är långt över
vett och ännu mindre etikett
som den andra med silikon
mörk var hon, långt bortifrån
och sa "med dig blir jag inte en hån
då fungerar min iphone" men hon hade
löshår också, och kunde inte få till
min träighet i hennes bottocks
när vi sjöng den sötaste visan
vi var kör, men maria smälte framför
mig som smör, men jag tänkte
"nu vi kör" så jag kysste henne
en gång, men hon närmade inte
sig min stång, utan sa "med en annan
jag har hålligång" en annan hade
hålligång med mig, när hennes "dig"
ringde, ett riktigt slas-öl-has
en annan sa "om du går i mig
blir jag kras", och vi
promenerade djupt in i skogen
och hon sa, när det gick för henne
"inte behöver jag hålla honom trogen"
faller mest de som redan är på platå
det är då det går upp för min stortå
men när med min tablå, och jag säger
något klyschigt efter deras "vad vill du
ha?" med "dig, om jag få?" en annan
som rann som en å, så "vem har inte
hittat sin pappas porrtidningar, må få?"
rad 954 och mer är orden dyra
en spådde jag i handflatan
det var när jag fortfarande var oskuld
brydde mig inte om att hon var flatan
"satan i gatan" spelades på radio
och hon sa bara "ooh ooh ooh"
ville ha hudkontakt hela tiden
sen kom "#metoo" och jag blev
förvriden av ångest, som när hon
ville ha mig mest, och satt på min hand
jag tog bort den, och inte kände
hennes kön i brand
nu har jag förlorat en tredje tand
men jag är inte amfetaminst
trist jo visst
och inte fentanylist
men däremot chokladist
och fenyetyletyl i den jag vill ha visst
och inte ha det trist, vilket det bara
är numera, men söta sjuksystrarna
är de flera, även om de skäller mig ut
för de mesta befängda grejer
men killar är killar
tjejer är tjejer
vi har olika beståndsdelargrejer
ska inte visa känslor
om det inte är kåt eller arg
och inte arg heller
och inte kåt heller
känns som en oändlig kväller
ska man bara va snäller?
men då fattar man inte
när det gäller
och inte dricker
och inte röker
och inte knarkar
sover vid min hand
när jag snarkar
drömmer endast dagarna i ända
om att sova och kväller och drömma
och det på flera ställen
min kropp ömma
de ska visst ringa och berätta mer
som om jag inte visste de...
nu ska de nog va slut
jag kastar mig inte längre ut
på dikten så att säga
vad man får från mig sen
kan ingen utläsa
förutom att jag kommer att jäsa
fler ord för att tillfredställa kanske nån
som är en anony-
mon ami
hej då
lilla my!
om du är kry?
förlåt att jag allting detta spy
nu är jag på väg ner i avsky
1010 rader det får kännas
som binärt kvader
och jag säger "hej då"
med denna dikt
innan sajten får spader...
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tack för det fröken röd
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