[mf] oily FISH

Sticky salty sweat dripped down my back, I felt trickles of sweat fall from the top of my thighs down past my ankles.

The humidity was intense even at 4am as I strolled through the square of the sleepy town of a pathetic population.

This was the only time my anxiety was asleep inside my body.

I walked around the shops and restaurants, past the funeral homes, through every dark dirty poorly lit alley.

As lights approached from the distance I would pretend they were coming for me and hide myself in the darkness watching as the car slowly passed by, I enjoyed being unseen when I chose to be.

Then she showed up.

I never had seen her before atleast what I could make out from her features in the darkness, but she definitely was unwelcome in my time of solitude.

Sure it was selfish of me, and childish, but fuck, give me this one single joy and don’t spoil it.

She was undeniably ugly but I didn’t care, her ass was narrow, but I didn’t stare. Her Breasts were small, exactly how I liked them. If I could put in a female request like a food order I would have the tall vanilla milkshake with caramel sauce hair with an apple bottom glass ass and inverted tits.

She followed me through the alleys and tippytoed in my shadows, fuckin night after night this vampire cunt followed me.

Finally I turned to the shadows were I knew she was watching me.

“Ahoy there smelly cunt, what the fuck do ye want chasing me about in tis here hour of sleepin?”

“To be raped” she replied evenly

The answer perplexed me, but not as much as it should.

My excitement shot up, the hardness was instantly there.

She eased out of the shadows taking her sweat stained sweater off, unbuckling her black bra.

As she drew closer to me in the stinky back alley of the fish house local joint where I worked  I could see it!

Fucking INVERTED TITS!

I ran into her and started to madly kiss the unknown woman, shadows hid her features, but short glimpses told me she was enjoying it.

She took it in her hand and gave me head, I leaned against the greasy fishy alley wall and forced her to suck and swallow deeper.

Take it Deeper you tit less whore!

I slapped her face away from my cock and pulled her up, I ripped down her pants and parted her scooby doo panties and slammed my cock deep into her hairy slimy cunt.

She moaned like a whore as a thrusted hard back and forth, holding her head into the wall, she tried looking back at me but I slapped her face back to face the wall.

I leaned over and picked up a fish carcass and put it in front of her mouth, “bite down on it shit head!” She obeyed as I double penetrated her with my hand and cock.

After awhile I got bored and pulled out of her.

I forced her back on her knees and started slapping her back and forth with my cock.

She was starting to get aggravated with my humiliation tactics.

I laughed as I mocked her titless chest.

I finally hand jobbed my cock and busted cum all over the wall and her hair, it oozed down her face and into her eyes as she blinked and wiped it away.

I took my hand and forced her eye lid open as the last of my post cum spat out into her shit brown eyes.

She sat there in the alley as I pulled up my pants, her reaction was as I hoped, Sheer shock, “whats wrong?” I asked, confident she would never hope to see me again and once again the night would belong to me.

“That fish carcass still had the head on it, I fucking told you to save those mother fuckers for the fish stew”

“Its coming out of your pay”

“See you at work tomorrow shrimp dick”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/78zena/mf_oily_fish

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  1. My Grandfather smoked his whole life. I was about 10 years old when my mother said to him, ‘If you ever want to see your grandchildren graduate, you have to stop immediately.’. Tears welled up in his eyes when he realized what exactly was at stake. He gave it up immediately. Three years later he died of lung cancer. It was really sad and destroyed me. My mother said to me- ‘Don’t ever smoke. Please don’t put your family through what your Grandfather put us through.” I agreed. At 29, I have never touched a cigarette. I must say, I feel a very slight sense of regret for never having done it, because your post gave me cancer anyway.

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