The Devil’s Boner

I had a red-eye from the kick and start pills I used,

coupled with a red hot bonner.

It was half past six and I had gone 6 rounds,

lubricants from my last condom drained out.

I was never going to go in for the seventh,

I never chased perfection.

It was mission accomplished

“just lay with her” were the instructions.

But she craved more,

She kept screaming deeper even when I wasn’t digging her.

Her nails drilled holes in my back.

Dr-do-little wanted more,

So I said it wouldn’t be bad if I made it oddly-even, since it was round seven.

‘Finish her’ I remembered mortal combat.

So I pulled in without ‘durex’ in a state of duress.

It felt so nice,

The kind of nice that could make you think Santa always delivers.

Way hotter than before,

but I did not care prolly about the quote,

“hell hath no furry like a woman”.

And then the devil whispered,

“change your style, so you don’t get HIV”.

Uhh! My mind exclaimed.

“Do you have HIV?”

“Yeah baby, ye-eee-ah, yeah baby” I wasn’t sure, if she was replying my question or moaning.

So I pulled out,

But it was too late something had pulled up on me.

I forgot HIV had AIDS for movement.

Comments
  • Swankie

    Even number kill you there??

    May 27, 2019
  • Jade

    ?????❣️

    May 27, 2019
  • Wes

    Beautiful

    May 27, 2019
  • Hephzibah

    Cool. Didn’t know you could write ?

    May 27, 2019
  • Peppy

    Nice

    May 27, 2019
  • Glory

    Nice story man, more ink to your pen

    May 27, 2019
  • Dannythebadman

    ???Mad ooo

    May 28, 2019
  • Elibaba

    Damn!?? Perfect Evil. Abstainance would have been better o. Man of the match.

    May 30, 2019
  • OL

    Made my day lol

    September 3, 2019
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