Ditch Shitter Just Wrote .....

Ditch Shitter Just Wrote .....

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Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Shame! ..... Shame!!! ..... SHAME!!!!!



  Oh god. Did I fuck up?!?

  I never took my med's, last night. Today? Forget It! Even as the booked taxi's pulling up, I'm making a dash for the fucking ditch! Just couldn't face dropping that load off in Jim's.

  So, yeah, I'm in town. Off med's. I'm So fucking hyper; Even I'm apologising  for myself! I'm bouncing off the fucking sky!

  Oh, and it's a blue sky! With fluffy clouds. And a yellow sun. And it's brought the Girls out! Everywhere I look, I'm seeing attractive females. And I have a Horn on the size of the fucking Cape! Because, with these tab's? Ye can't cum!!!

  I am Deadly fucking serious! One time, Years ago, when I was first on this shit? I called an escort out. Fucking Lovely, she was! (Well, they generally are. Rotten toothed slappers with more tracks than British Rail don't get to qualify as Escorts) 

  Fucked the skin off her! God alone knows how many condoms we got through ~ seems they have a 'life'. I was only fucking. Not cumming. But, she kept replacing the condom. Anyway .....

  Yeah. By about the forty minute mark, she's basically Begging me to blow my load and " I'll only cost ye for the half hour rate? " But, no. I was at it again. Balls deep. Going away like one of Isaac  Singer' finest! 

  Moaning girl. Smell of burning rubber. Portishead's " Dummy " on repeat play. I took it to the wire! When I finally exploded? It was like all semblance  of a vertebrae pumped and gushed and drained from me. I was left, like a gasping slug.

  I dimly remember that poor girl staggering towards the door. Knees buckling.

  But, anyway, yeah ..... So; I'm so fucking manic, I've had Four fucking pints, by the time Tommy's got me, jabbering, into the jeep. 

  And, what's the first thing I see? An Arse! But, fuck me, in my heightened state of awareness (And, don't forget, we're playing that horn!) This arse is ~ I don't believe I'm about to type this. But, it's honestly the only way I can think of to express the feeling! ~ This chicks arse is Everything, to me!

  Well, of course, she's walking Away from us. Hence I could only see her from Behind. And I'm all but Screaming to Tom; " Look At the fucking Arse on that bitch, Tom!!! For Fuck Sake!!!" I'm un medded, remember! I am Not Normally like this!

  Then, just as we've drew level with her, and I'm hoping to see the whole presentation? She's turned a sharp fucking right, into the car park! All I'm getting is that Arse! I mean, God, yeah! I could have sucked it! But, I want to see the tits and face too! 

  I'm Comp Layt Layy fucking pumped, by now. More throbbing pulse than a carotid artery during an embolism! And we're heading north, as my quarry's just turned east?

  " Fucking Turn Around, Bitch!!!!! "  I swear to god, it was just a thought. An explosion between synapses. I had no idea, let alone intention, to scream that aloud!

  Blue sky. Fluffy clouds. Warm sun.  Tommy had the fucking window down .......... 






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