/lit/ - Literature

>>11043843
Decent concept, awful execution

>>11043870
I once was an ass man, but I've since found the light
The sight of big titties, now brings pure delight
A strange sensation, takes place in my brain
The thought of sweet boobies, Oh, novocaine

>>11043895
To tame, to taught, over written with wrought, still under thought.

Tame you say? Faggot listen well. This story I'm about to tell.

Mommie's milkies soft and tender
Chicken breaded yes the splendor
Out of ketchup no no no
Off to the market go go go
Here I sit now all alone
Upon mankinds first golden throne
Exhentai is on my lap
All I can do is fap fap fap
What's this? A penis? What the shit
Where the fuck is her clit?
Oh dear of well, I'm almost there
Suddenly Mommie appears, she can't help but stare
My massive member in my hand
Stroking my penile pleasure gland
The bags they drop, the glasses shatter
And I release my manly splatter
I roar I shout it will not stop
This is more than the usual drop
A puddle at first turns to flood
Mommie is knocked over with a THUD!
More semen flowing how can this be?
My whole body is in ecstasy
A sea of fluid I must be a druid
To conjure up such a banquet of love.

>>11043895
write one about khazar milkers

>>11043927
For sale: homophone lessons. Never learnt.

>>11043895
Silly is a man, whose suckling youth's years
command in full for what his adult self yearns.
What a woman needs is not breasts abound
but child-bearing hips, so spacious and round.

>>11044015
Those sweet and foul beasts
Khazar women, what deciept!
I’m powerless at the sight
Of pale Jewish milkers in the light

>>11044090
Don’t get me wrong
A woman needs hips so tender yet strong
But in most of my years
As a virgin online
I haven’t seen a woman
With hips that wouldn’t do fine

A tart breast however is a sight to behold
Fine jugs on a girl make the world so less cold
Picture yourself in a room with the lights turned down low
With a girl who’s skin seems to glow
Who’s large breasts gleam in the moonlight from the opposing window
She kisses you I love you she cries
Behold the emerald gleam in her eyes
It’s honest and pure like the a Nick Drake reprise
Or perhaps she’s sitting in front of you, with your hand on her chest
You hear her heartbeating by her breasts
A bottom is just fine by me
but a bosom is divine to admire, to awe, to see

The mere thought of her eyes
her soul above me, compells me to lay down and cry
But I do not because my soul is cold as a robot from years spent alone.

>using pink moon for your incel shitposts

>>11043843
>Chad
>Stacy
Most people are mediocre looking, tbqh. If you can't get laid with a girl hotter than a 5-6 you probably have a shit personality and/or are really ugly.

>>11044235
Imagine, my friend, such a woman in motion:
Illuminated shadow in midnight's dark ocean;
how gracefully, how slowly she paces around
in a fox's walk: no sliver of sound.
In profile, a contour of most singular curves
fore: I concede, twin mounds of great allure
yet 'tis the sweet salience of loins I adore
the rear, however, is what truly unnerves:
two tender drops, so sweetly conjoined
with each careful step seductively moved.
She smiles discreetly, urging you to follow
but you would already, such is their call o'.
How could sacs of un-flesh ever stand a chance
'gainst animated muscles of passionate romance?

>>11044767
Anon that was beautiful and I admit defeat. Maybe ass can be just as sweet.

>>11044802
Thanks, I had a really wholesome evening, good night Anon.