I needed to get this crazy story out of my head.
So when my teacher was playing a movie,boom it popped out.
And it creeps me out too o.O; And of course,it's twisted,demented,etc. And I wrote it knowing the ending would suck.
Just guess what happened! Enjoy! x_X;
**MATURE READERS ONLYY!!!**
Delicate Antique Whore.
His woman never complained of the pain she indured during their bedsex.
Always she'd laid there staring at the darkened ceiling.
Other occassions when he came home from work, his woman would be ready.
Legs spread, already wet.
He was her sex god.
Sometimes it was hard to thrust into her silver delta, her clit would close up like
a flower at night.
He'd have to tongue her open.
And he loved the way her succelent, flawless breats filled his hands as he
laid her out on her smooth belly.
She was his whore.
A delicate antique whore.
He moaned as he came inside her, the white nectar smelt of spiked acid.
She smelled heavenly.
He thrusted forward even harder.
The pink nails the man had painted for her dug deep into his naked back
as his whore steadied her voice not to scream out in an orgasm.
She was amazingly quiet.
His delicious unique whore.
Flipping his woman onto her belly, he raised her slender hips to explore
the chemistry of her buttocks.
His erection sniffed out the small hole.
He slipped and thrust, gently then hard.
She never moaned, never complained.
Her dollface was half-buried into the white-silk pillow, which speckled red.
Fingers digging ever so slowly into the blanket of red silk.
Goddamn this malicious whore.
He grunted as he came, leaving her hole as he flipped the girl back over.
Her blue-glazed eyes stared silently at the ceiling.
The man lowered his head to the woman's naked breasts.
He nipped playfully at her hard, crusted nipples.
Suckling and teasing the tender flesh, he slowly massaged the mountain sides.
A piece of skin peeled away like a snake's scale.
He ignored it and kept suckling, nibbling her nipple.
Another piece of skin fell onto the red blanket.
He couldn't help himself, so his erected penis penetrated the walls of her delta,
stretching and thrusting.
He cupped his hand over his whore's left boob, losing himself inside her.
She was like a vampire, only her fangs ate what they wanted inside her vagina.
But she was just a lifeless doll.
A sex toy.
A delicate antique whore.
He gripped her round breasts as he thrusted in and out of her delta.
The bed clattered against the wall as he moved.
Still, his woman said nothing.
Did nothing.
Was nothing.
He moaned as he creamed again, her clit smelled of garbage.
She never bathed.
His tongue darted in and out of her silver delta.
She tasted of cum, sweat, and her own waste.
In and out.
Cleaning out her honey.
Was this groteque? Inhuman?
His grip on her boob began to crackle into dust.
Her flesh peeled away from its bone.
Not bone. It wasn't flesh.
Plastic melted away from a hollow core.
The woman's boob melted into his hand.
Then her arms dislocated from her shoulders.
In and out.
His tongue probed her clit.
The woman's legs began to crackle and peel.
A clear fluid began to run and drip from the cracks.
Her vagina fluids soon where taken into the man's mouth, the poison
burning his insides.
They both melted.
[Memories of being raped and brutally murdered, blood seeping the white silk-bed.
Blood seeping everywhere.
Acid poured over the woman's body, and the man's mouth.
Her fluids burning him inside out, while it seeped her skin.]
She was just a delicate antique whore..
Author notes
Another one of those stories that make you wonder "What the Hell?"
Sorry,I have a twisted mind x_X;
MATURE READERS!
A contest entry
- QUICKIE! Only open for a few hours! VERY easy! by Kevan.
225 points, ended October 26, 2007, 16 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think? Please comment!
Comments
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This was really good. I loved how you used shorter sentences towards the end to speed up the immediacy and energy of the conclusion.
It was like time was speeding up, like in a movie.
Good job. I loved the ambiguity of it all. -
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Hehe,thanks! :]
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You wrote this IN CLASS!? Oh my, you're a daredevil, lol. I can only imagine if my teacher caught me writing one of MY stories... and god, imagine if she read it out. Oh well, she wouldn't get very far before stopping and giving me a questioning stare. Oh well, it's good, and I enjoyed it... Keep it up and good luck in my contest.
xxx
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I believe I was only a freshmen when I wrote this,lol. Yeah,during summer school class,had nothing better to do XD (I've been writing erotica stories since I was in 8th grade,I'm senior now P: )
Oh,getting it read out loud would be the worse! Thank yuo for reading,and letting it in your contest
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I agree with BT! When she was "peeling" I thought he was screwing a dead chick... Lol. I mean he probably was, but yeah. Great write! ^_^
Live. Love. Be. Believe.
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OMG the erotica was hot, yet sad...and the ending was beautiful. So was everything else. The words were just *orgasms* o-o And the repetition of such important words! "Delicate Antique Whore" Wow~ I heart it. Okay, to refrain from ruining your story any more than I have, I will just applaud it and leave. XD
BT -
im so confused
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Whoa, thats all I can manage. Whoa. Very interesting..wasn't really a 'nice' write. It was well written, but whoa...totally weird. But very....very...odd. hehe...
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"Memories of being raped and brutally murdered, blood seeping the white silk-bed.
Blood seeping everywhere.
Acid poured over the woman's body, and the man's mouth.
Her fluids burning him inside out, while it seeped her skin.]"
This was awesome, the whole thing was. Seemed so real...I guess I should have looked more carefully at the title. lol Great read.
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hmm yes... very twisted... very confusing! At first I thought it was necrophilia now I'm not completely sure WHAT to think, lol but it was a great write
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