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PUNCH EM INNA DICK
PUNCH EM INNA DICK
MOTHER FUCKER FRONTING AUSTIN
BETTER PUNCH EM INNA DICK
prodigiously profound parable, male offspring of my mother.
My girlfriend and I were having an argument and she went too far. She made a comment along the lines of "your loser father couldn't keep a relationship together and you can't either!". When I was around 11, my parents got divorced and fought for custody. My dad wanted me and my brother because he genuinely loved us. My mom wanted us just to spite my dad. She won, and my dad kinda lost it over the decades.
This was too far for me. I had never, EVER hit a girl before, but it happened so fast I didn't even know I did it.
Basically, I cocked my fist back, and flew it straight into her nose. I thought it would be like the movies where she would get a little trickle of blood. It wasn't. Her nose EXPLODED. I think I must of broken a bunch of cartilege or something because blood shot out of both her nostrils, got all over me, got all over the floor. She staggered backwards, hit her head hard enough on the wall to leave a dent, and slumped down.
We were both stunned for about 10 seconds before she started crying hysterically and ran into my room and locked the door. So I went to wash my hands, and while I was in the bathroom I heard her run out of the house and take off in her car. That was about 5 hours ago so I guess she didn't go the cops or anything. So later I went home and broke down in tears.. My mom came in the room and when she heard about the story she got scared and said your moving with your auntie and uncle in bel air. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror if anything i can say that this cab was rare but i thought "nah yo homes to bel air!" I pulled up to a house for about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cab yo homes smell ya later, looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my thrown as the prince of bel air.
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I scooped up some of the slime on my gloved finger and brought it to my nose. I knew what it was from the reading I'd done before. It was digestive juices from the maggots, full of bacteria. And it smelled just horrible. I thought to myself, that's what I'm going to smell like. That's the stench that's going to come from my vagina. I want that, I thought, spreading my legs wide apart. I dragged my slimy finger between my pussy lips. My clit felt like a hard little pebble beneath the slime. I didn't want to cum right then, though, and I was still right on the edge of gagging, too. But I knew there was no turning back now, so I let my fingers lightly touch the top of the maggot mass. The maggots felt like nothing I'd experienced before. They seemed to have such energy, totally different from picking up an earthworm or something. And they felt so alive. I was fascinated and nauseated at the same time. Sinking my fingers into the mass, I felt the solid meat beneath. Gently breaking it apart, I could see that the meat had turned gray except for the very center which was still pink, and that the maggots had penetrated into it but not too deeply yet. There was still plently of food for my filthy little babies. I broke off a small chunk of meat that was covered on one side with maggots and held it for a moment while I fought back another urge to vomit. It was finally time, I thought. I leaned forward, and holding my pussy lips apart with one hand, I gritted my teeth and pushed the maggot-covered chunk of meat into my vagina. And then, totally without expecting it, I had an orgasm. A quick, sharp one that only made me want more.
And more was coming. I broke off another small chunk of meat, along with another part of the maggot mass and pushed it inside me. This one had more maggots on it, and I stopped for a moment to see if I could feel them inside me. I wasn't sure I could, but it didn't matter. I wanted them all. I needed to take them all inside me. With that thought, I went sort of wild. I started pushing bigger chunks of meat and maggots, and even handfuls of just maggots into me, over and over. I was practically hyperventilating, too. I wasn't thinking at all about the noise I must have been making. But now I could definitely feel the maggots squirming inside my vagina. Just the idea of it made me cum again.
I felt so filthy, so disgusting, like I'd turned myself into some low, depraved sort of beast. And that made me so incredibly hot, together with the constant movement of the maggots inside me. But it was time to go. Holding my hand over my crotch, I slowly crawled back to my clothes and managed to get dressed again without anything coming out. I put the gloves back into my pocket and climbed out of the dumpster.
Once I was home, I locked myself in my bedroom, took off my clothes, except for my double-panties, and got into bed. I closed my eyes and just let myself feel the maggots squirming inside me. For a while I tried to watch TV, but I could really pay attention to it. The maggots were too wonderfully distracting. I skipped dinner. Later on, when I really had to pee, I did it by taking down my panties and holding my hand over my crotch, wearing the rubber gloves, of course.
A little later on I realized that I didn't need the panties to hold the maggots and the meat inside me. The mass pretty much stayed in place as long as I laid kind of still. I thought hey, I guess that means I'm infested, which made me cum again. I was always right on the edge of orgasm, and it didn't take much to go over the edge. I also noticed that the maggots seemed to be more active if I kept my legs apart and realized that they probably needed to breathe. So that's how I stayed a lot of the time. I did get up and read my email and posted an update on my web page but I couldn't seem to think clearly enough to write much. Then I had to pee again, but I just didn't want to get up. So I just peed in the bed. It made me cum. I just wanted to keep feeling the maggots moving. And they were. They seemed even stronger, in anything. I was totally in heaven with it. I didn't eat at all, either.
I decided to go ahead and take a shit in my bed, right where I was. That just made me more turned on and I ended up smearing some of my shit over my thighs and my pussy and cumming again. I noticed that the maggots started coming out a bit. Maybe they liked the shit. A couple tmes one would creep up on my belly. I'd just flick it back down between my legs.
Other girls have babies but I give birth to decay and filth, I'd keep thinking to myself. Or I'd say I'm probably ruining my womb and I don't care, I want to be ruined. I know I must have been hallucinating from the infection. I was hoping the maggots had given up on the rotten meat and were eating my vagina instead. My fingers were buried inside my vagina, with my fingertips against part of the meat. Whenever I pressed on it, the maggots would squirm faster and I'd climax again. I could do it over and over and keep cumming.
I sat up a little, picked up the hand mirror I have on the table next to my bed, and held it between my thighs.
My pussy was totally gaped wide open. I'd never seen it like that before. It reminded me of a mouth in a sick, gagging expression. My inner lips were swollen and dark purple, almost black, while my outer lips were cherry red and I was losing a layer of dead skin, like a sunburn. A stream of the light brown slime was oozing from inside my vagina and down my butt crack onto the shitty mattress. Although I could still feel a large mass of maggots and rotten meat inside me, there were maggots everywhere between my legs. Hundreds of them.
And then I saw my fingers on my pussy. They plunged deep into my vagina and dragged out a wad of slime and maggots, which I pressed hard against my clit. I remember having a huge orgasm right then, and I must have passed out. I think I was sobbing too, but I'm not sure.I scooped up some of the slime on my gloved finger and brought it to my nose. I knew what it was from the reading I'd done before. It was digestive juices from the maggots, full of bacteria. And it smelled just horrible. I thought to myself, that's what I'm going to smell like. That's the stench that's going to come from my vagina. I want that, I thought, spreading my legs wide apart. I dragged my slimy finger between my pussy lips. My clit felt like a hard little pebble beneath the slime. I didn't want to cum right then, though, and I was still right on the edge of gagging, too. But I knew there was no turning back now, so I let my fingers lightly touch the top of the maggot mass. The maggots felt like nothing I'd experienced before. They seemed to have such energy, totally different from picking up an earthworm or something. And they felt so alive. I was fascinated and nauseated at the same time. Sinking my fingers into the mass, I felt the solid meat beneath. Gently breaking it apart, I could see that the meat had turned gray except for the very center which was still pink, and that the maggots had penetrated into it but not too deeply yet. There was still plently of food for my filthy little babies. I broke off a small chunk of meat that was covered on one side with maggots and held it for a moment while I fought back another urge to vomit. It was finally time, I thought. I leaned forward, and holding my pussy lips apart with one hand, I gritted my teeth and pushed the maggot-covered chunk of meat into my vagina. And then, totally without expecting it, I had an orgasm. A quick, sharp one that only made me want more.
And more was coming. I broke off another small chunk of meat, along with another part of the maggot mass and pushed it inside me. This one had more maggots on it, and I stopped for a moment to see if I could feel them inside me. I wasn't sure I could, but it didn't matter. I wanted them all. I needed to take them all inside me. With that thought, I went sort of wild. I started pushing bigger chunks of meat and maggots, and even handfuls of just maggots into me, over and over. I was practically hyperventilating, too.
NOTE: I am not gay.
Homosexuality is the sexual orientation that is ironically bashed as opposed to to the heterosexual orientation. It is often also senselessly bashed all for the following reasons:
SENSELESSNESS OF GAY BASHING:
The senselessnes of the bitching can range from people forcing their unproven god and little bible book beliefs on others to dislike based upon stereotypes that they're all effeminate when they just wouldn't assume a masculine guy walking around is gay. Some gay bashing is in regards to disgust with anal sex with such comments as "fudge packer". If you use "fudge packer" to say gay male, be aware that you're being an incredibly deceptive, wrong-headed piss-stain. Why so many use "Fudge packer" to say gay male as if only gay males have anal sex, as if all gay males have anal sex, as if heterosexuals don't have anal sex is OUTRAGEOUSLY MISLEADING. The fact of the matter is MANY gay males DON'T have anal sex and many heterosexuals DO have anal sex. Heterosexuality is simply a good cover-up for straighties' anal sex activities because people stupidly assume only gay males do it. In fact, half of these male straighties I've encountered over the internet are always going on about how much they enjoyed anal with their girlfriend yet you always have straighties using words like "fudge packer" to describe gay men. It's either an issue of stupid assumptions or double standards in which gays are identified as "fudge packers" if they are to engage in anal sex while straights are not. And this is somehow acceptable in the heterosexual community? Why? Besides, if people are having anal sex, what business is that of yours
IRONY OF GAY BASHING
I find it ironic how many heterosexuals give gays a hard time for the consequences of gay sex when number one, there are protective ways to engage in all forms of gay sex, and number two, heterosexuals have all the same HIV disease problems as gays in addition to a WHOOOOOLE additional set of issues involving sexual intercourse:
whereas any negative consequences of gay sex only involves the individuals who participated in, the consequences for heterosexuals' unprotected sex involves the suffering of an innocent third party; a baby. This brings its own additional long list of issues just especially for straight people. This long list of issues is in addition to all the HIV diseases they too can get. Despite all this, anti-gay heterosexuals harp on gays endlessly because one of those diseases (that they too can get) is worse in the gay community.
THE WHOLE ADDITIONAL SET OF ISSUES IN REGARDS TO SEXUAL INTERCOURSE IN THE HETEROSEXUAL COMMUNITY (ON TOP OF ALL THE HIV DISEASES THEY TOO CAN GET TO WHICH MANY OF THEM BITCH AT HOMOSEXUALS ABOUT)
A.) making babies when they're not ready because they can't afford to take care of a baby and thus the child will grow up poor and struggle for the first 18 years of their life. This child can expect to work their ass off twice as hard as the average person throughout their 20s if they want to make something of themselves and get out of the rut their heterosexual parents have put him or her in
B.) the issue of lazy-ass, irresponsible heterosexuals putting their responsibility on others to deal with by having their baby sent off to fend for themselves in an adoption agencies. This is problematic for so numerous reasons. As some examples the child not knowing the ailments that run through his/her family and what to watch out for; not knowing what his family members have died of and what to be cautious of and how to live, etc. Those are just a few problems being sent off to adoption agency and not living with one's real family can cause all because of the irresponsibility, inconsideration, and thoughtlessness of two heterosexuals. Because of that this poor child has to suffer living with some stranger family to which he/she has no blood relation.
C.) the issue of many babies in this country having to live off of grandparents or every family member but their parents because mommy is still trying to get a GED and is flunking her ninth grade midterm
D.) Parents who don't get along and force a child to put up and listen to their bickering or having to deal with being shipped back and forth between the two parents because they had a divorce instead of failing to properly get to know each other
E.) a child not knowing daddy or momm either because: daddy is only god knows where, having ran off after the hook up with mommy without giving mommy any contact information. Daddy is pretty much a stranger to mommy because mommy was a slut just looking for a quickie or because mommy decided to have sex with a lowlife. For whatever reason, this poor baby won't know his daddy OR because mommy runs out on her family or vice versa
F.) the issue of abortions being a legal in this country and resorting to them. This involves cruelly and disgustingly irresponsible heterosexuals, who are not ready to have a baby, going as far as killing their baby instead of accepting responsibility for what they're behavior and allowing their baby it's life. Now the baby has to endure a murdering at the hands of their parents because of the two cruelly irresponsible piss-stain heterosexuals
G.) the issue of heterosexuals not willing to accept a child THEY made because they find out he/she is gay. HEY HETEROSEXUALS! A CHILD BEING GAY IS A FUCKING POSSIBILITY. IF YOU'RE UNWILLING TO ACCEPT A GAY CHILD, DON'T HAVE A FUCKING KID AND KEEP YOUR JUNK IN YOUR GODDAMN PANTS. NEWS FLASH IDIOTS; IT'S A POSSIBILITY THAT THE KID MIGHT BE GAY IF YOU HAVE A KID. SCREW ALL THIS SHIT ABOUT PARENTS HAVING TO GO THROUGH A LONG PROCESS TO ACCEPT THEIR CHILD. TRY ACCEPTING THE CHILD FOR BEING GAY IMMEDIATELY SINCE YOU ASSHOLES MADE HIM OR HER AND SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT IT WAS A POSSIBILITY. IT BAFFLES ME THAT HALF OF YOU IDIOT HETEROSEXUAL PARENTS DISOWN YOUR OWN GODDAMN KIDS BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE THAT THEY'RE GAY
H.) the issue of many of you heterosexuals forcing your religion upon your children. Forcing them to go to church with you instead of just informing them of your chosen religion and letting them decide on whether they want to accept that as their own; if they do, then feel free to force them to church with you and force your religious views on them. Most heterosexuals just force their religious views upon their children and act all shocked and offended if their child doesn't accept it
I.) the issue of heterosexuals having bad genes that they could pass down to their child yet still making babies. As an example, making babies when they know good and well they're ugly, fat, or have some ailment. Now they've made this baby who's got a good chance of being an ugly fatass, teased at school for the first 18 years of his life and will likely have trouble finding a significant other because his ugly fatass heterosexual parents.
The list just goes on and on and on.
BACK TO IRONY OF GAY BASHING
Back to what I was saying; it's bad enough they have a whole additional set of consequences and consequences which are of that extreme in nature, but half of these straights have the GALL to make anti-gay slurs like "faggot" and "fudge packer" when there are far more sexual related issues in the heterosexual community as proven by the above list. Some straights rather make slurs because two people of the same gender love each other romantically instead of making slurs for the heterosexuals that kill their own babies. Instead of making slurs for things of that nature, they rather say things like "fudge packer" which makes absolutely no sense considering straight people engage in anal sex and not all gay people do. There are far more negative consequences to heterosexuals having sex; not only what I mentioned above, but they can all get HIV diseases just like gay people. OHHHH! One HIV disease happens to be worse in the gay community; AIDS. Big fucking deal! There are numerous other HIV diseases more common among heterosexuals than homosexuals. Taking all that combined with all the baby-making issues going on in the heterosexual, they should be the ones getting a hard time for their sexuality but ironically it's only them giving gay people a hard time. Tend to your own problems homophobic str8 people before you hate on homosexuals.
WHY HETEROSEXUAL DISSES COULD BE MADE TO BE FAR WORSE BASED UPON LOGIC, BUT THEN AGAIN GAY BASHING IS CLEARLY NOT BASED ON ANY LOGIC
With straight males, not only can have fudge on the dick, but you can have the cranberry sauce on there as well; you know, all that blood from the pussy area; not to mention the queef gas from the pussy area too. You have all that melted in with all that dung and butt gas from the female's asshole. Just because butt sex is well hidden through being str8 doesn't mean straighties don't engage in it. Seems to me the dick of a straight male could be hella fucked up. You have women not only able to pee, pooh, and pass butt gas, but IN ADDITION bleed and pass vaginal gas out of that vaginal region so a str8 dude's dick is liable to be pretty damn FUCKED UP. I'll go ahead and assume that all str8 people engage in all these forms of sex since anti-gay str8 people like to assume that all gay people engage in butt sex. Now who's cock is more messed up, you bloodpackers!
Ron: "Look at that guy over there. He's kissing another guy. He must be having anal."
Jon: "Ron, quit being a fudge packing straighty, trying to make it seem like only gay people have anal sex."
Ron: "Well I'm not being a fudge packer. It's true."
Jon: "Ron, you know fuck well you were giving Tammy anal all night long last night which is why she woke up limping this morning."
Ron: "Uh.....ummmm....errrr..... uh yea yea, yea, uh! So how about that football game yesterday!"
Jon: "Goddamned sneaky fudge packers making like anal is something only gays engage in. Want to tell them how you two killed your baby in addition to that?"
Ron: "Uh,,,, um! Well.... er...... euuuuhhh ohhhhh aodofsdg sdgffdgdg sdgdf. HEY! HEY! BUT WAIT A MINUTE! HOMOSEXUALS CAN FUDGEPACKERS SO THERE!!!"
Jon: "YEA, BUT US STRAIGHTS CAN NOT ONLY BE FUDGEPACKERS, BUT WE CAN BE BLOOD-PACKING, QUEEF-PACKING, ANAL GAS-PACKING, FUDGEPACKERS!!! WE REALLY SHOULDN'T TALK!"
Ron: "OH YEA!!! WELL AIDS!!!"
Jon: "TRUE! BUT WE CAN GET AIDS AND ALL OF THEIR HIV DISEASES SO IT'S EQUAL!!!"
Lidia: "OHHHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD!!! RON, I JUST FOUND OUT I'M PREGNANT. DO SOMETHING. WE'RE NOT EVEN IN TENTH GRADE YET."
Jon: "I guess not equal but worse!"