Address to a Whore (NSFW) (2636 hits)
Category: Quotes & Stories -> PoetryLabels: poetry
Rating: 1.8 on 26 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Flash Harry (View user info) at 2008-02-04 05:03:43 EST
O, pasty, flaccid, hideous tart:
Does a loathsome poison grip yer heart?
Is't a self-imposed curse ye canny escape?
Night after night, rape after rape.
O, how I detest ye! You and your breed
Are but beasts of despicable deed.
Of little else can I feel such disgust;
But I am horny; desperate. And, well...needs must.
'Tis a miserable street, my walk is of shame,
O! please let none know my face or my name!
I daren't imagine the glares at my door
Were it known I made use o' a whore.
I tread in the shadows, my collar is stiff
To cover my face; I suck on a spliff.
My senses must deaden, for t'will be a shock
To see ye. And pay ye. Your door...'knock-knock!'
Nobody answers. Is this the right place?
My feet itch to leave; my heart starts to race
As light flickers inside. God, let me in!
I canny abide this doorway o' sin!
The door opens, and in I dart,
Face to face with this cold, heartless tart.
Pale skin; green eyes made up like a witch,
Fat, red lips. A smile. I feel my...balls twitch.
"Hello, Flashy," she says with a grin.
Impudent slut! "Why don't you come in?
Can I get you a drink? Perhaps a wee whisky?
Let's forego the sheath - I'm feelin' frisky!"
I growl: "Listen, Slut (for that is your name!)
You think I'm not wise to your nasty game?
I shall not go near your damp, tepid bucket!
On your knees. Crawl over here...suck it."
Despite many flaws, the slag was like gold
When it came to doing as she was told.
She reached behind her and swiftly unclipp'd;
Her pink tits fell out, my jeans were unzipp'd,
And I was pushed roughly into a chair.
She stood before me and tied up her hair;
Frozen, repulsed, I felt such disgrace!
As soft, fat boobs bounced, touching...my face.
I was too intrigued - Gad, what a wimp!
She pulled out my willy; small, sad and limp.
Placing a cushion under her knees
She gave it a kiss; the filthy wee tease!
The little guy inflated under her lips,
Soon I was long, hard, and bucking my hips.
"I like you baby, so I'll push out the boat:
I can do this gentle. Or...ye can fuck...my throat?"
Such wicked words. This lass was vile!
Alas, I was bursting to flow like the Nile.
I grabbed her roughly by painted face,
Forcing her down; her chops touch'd base.
She choked, and tried to come up for air,
But I held her tight, impaled, and tugged her hair.
Her tongue got to work, the bitch fiercely bit!
I let go. She gasped. I was covered...in spit.
She grabbed it tight, with cold, clench'd fist
Glaring at me with eyes that fair hissed;
She wanked it - hard, clean and fast.
I groaned, and went stiff. I couldn't last!
"Dirty fuck," she muttered through wet, pink lips,
I smiled, and squeezed her firm little nips.
I lay back and calmed down, as she steadied her pace,
But riddled wi' worry. Who else had drizzl'd...this face?
A real pro, she worked at my hilt,
But my mind was swimming with hatred and guilt.
Questions: how many times had this girl awoke
Wi' spunk on her breath, after a poke?
Pubes in her teeth and an ache in her minge;
What numbers had known her skin's sweaty tinge?
It made me sick: her horrendous disguise.
I looked down, at her. Staring into...her eyes.
I watched her tongue flick out at my crown,
Her lips kissed, sucked, twisted all the way round,
Her gaze never left mine, e'en as she nibbled,
E'en as she stroked, and e'en as she dribbled.
I was torn between fury, pity and lust.
She squeezed my balls, and spunk soon I must!
The little tart sensed it. Stuffed into her gob,
She gave me her best. I clenched, started...to throb.
The time was close, my legs did shudder,
And she smiled as I reached to play with her udder.
I sank low in the chair, into a heap,
As she went for it - fast, wet, impossibly deep.
Her hands and mouth were but slippery slides,
I considered her puss - Na! I would not touch the sides!
I shoved my balls in her mouth when she came up for air,
And wanked with a fury! Cream splattered...her hair.
Pure filth, she was, under her shower,
I pumped it all out with remarkable power.
Spent, I collaps'd, with instant regret;
The slut! The whore! She lit a cigarette,
And lay back, bare-chested: sinful attire!
"Well, Flashy, quite what ye desired?
'Twas impressive! You brought quite a load
Although next time perhaps we need a...'spunk code?'"
I was spent, exhaust'd, and could only mutter:
"You filthy bitch. Your damnation is utter!
You toad, you swine, you monstrous sceptic!
You prey on moral men! Bah! Pathetic."
Uninterested, she flicked away ash;
"Well, I s'pose you should give me your cash,
It's extra for deepthroat. Ah, you've got a cheek!
Now, where's my diary? Same time ...next week?"
User Reviews
Submitted by loveinbrevity (user info) at 2008-07-21 10:56:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-02-06 09:12:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-06 11:36:32 GMT (#)
Ranking: 2
But... Ratings are everything! ;)
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In that case, I'll give you a good 'un.
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-06 06:36:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
But... Ratings are everything! ;)
I might try it, I have something else to post first.
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-02-06 04:43:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I was advised, though, that this would go down on uber like a ton of shit :(
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Everything does. You should try it!
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-05 16:50:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-02-05 12:10:13 GMT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-05 06:53:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No. No it is not. And this poem is especially not gay.
Urgh. Poetry is the same as prose, only arranged differently.
Either way, it is only words.
I love poetry. :)
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Do you write any yourself?
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Badly.
I love reading it though. Stevie Smith, Wendy Cope, Simon Armitage and Seamus Heaney are favourites.
I was thinking of doing a Famous Brit Poets series, each post a tribute to a different poet.
I was advised, though, that this would go down on uber like a ton of shit :(
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2008-02-05 07:14:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Enjoyable!
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-02-05 07:10:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-05 06:53:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No. No it is not. And this poem is especially not gay.
Urgh. Poetry is the same as prose, only arranged differently.
Either way, it is only words.
I love poetry. :)
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Do you write any yourself?
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-05 06:53:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No. No it is not. And this poem is especially not gay.
Urgh. Poetry is the same as prose, only arranged differently.
Either way, it is only words.
I love poetry. :)
Submitted by F.J.Bell (user info) at 2008-02-05 06:06:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
All good things must come to an end. Poetry is rather ghey
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-05 06:03:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
It is a shame the +2 run had to end. I think this is really good.
For Uber, any + rating for poetry is an achievement.
Submitted by Fartman (user info) at 2008-02-05 05:43:16 EST (#)
Ranking: -1
I'm not big on poetry, especially the shitty kind.
Submitted by JustAnotherStudent (user info) at 2008-02-04 23:45:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was how your dad met your mom, wasn't it?
Very fun though. Good job.
Submitted by Falafel (user info) at 2008-02-04 20:27:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Arnold_Benedict (user info) at 2008-02-04 18:39:36 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
next time try putting some effort into it
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DENIED.
Submitted by Arnold_Benedict (user info) at 2008-02-04 18:39:36 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
next time try putting some effort into it
Submitted by TheGoat (user info) at 2008-02-04 15:24:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
"Well, I s'pose you should give me your cash,
It's extra for deepthroat. Ah, you've got a cheek!
Now, where's my diary? Same time ...next week?"
HA HA
Submitted by monkeyswithguns (user info) at 2008-02-04 15:13:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Creepy_guy (user info) at 2008-02-04 13:49:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Ha, very well done
Submitted by Ltap (user info) at 2008-02-04 11:00:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Using such a Hemingway-like vocabulary on that particular subject matter is hilarious. Well done!
Submitted by deathmobile (user info) at 2008-02-04 10:37:35 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I laughed quite a few times.
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2008-02-04 10:31:00 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by loopdeloo (user info) at 2008-02-04 10:01:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Clever
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-04 06:55:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
RE NSFW
http://www.ubersite.com/m/96605
You may want to read this, by the way.
Submitted by orphelia (user info) at 2008-02-04 06:39:03 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Well this is many shades of awesome.
And also not about me, which is a relief.
Submitted by Hookhand (user info) at 2008-02-04 06:36:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by czwij (user info) at 2008-02-04 05:59:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
good
Submitted by AsshOly (user info) at 2008-02-04 05:23:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
i cant be bothered to read this but im going to assume it was good. i read a little bit. not much. but some.