Caspian Pizda
Bad Sex Award 2007 shortlisted passages
I was dying of laughter through most of this. Be sure to read the glorious passage from the Absurdistan:
"You wanna pop me?" she said. This must have been some new-fangled youth term. The verb "to pop."
"I wanna bust a nut inside you, shorty," I said. "I wanna make you sweat, boo. Let's do this thing."
[...]
After we had fussed with the condom, I reached for her pubes, but she slapped me away. These preliminaries did not interest her. Instead, she just plain mounted me, holding on to my tits for balance, slipping me inside with no effort, both vaginal lips working to usher me into her tightness. I find it clichéd when couples insist that they have "the perfect fit," but between the busted-up, zigzag, Broadway boogie-woogie of my maligned purple khui and the all-encompassing nature of her Caspian pizda, we reached a third way, as it were.
I was dying of laughter through most of this. Be sure to read the glorious passage from the Absurdistan:
"You wanna pop me?" she said. This must have been some new-fangled youth term. The verb "to pop."
"I wanna bust a nut inside you, shorty," I said. "I wanna make you sweat, boo. Let's do this thing."
[...]
After we had fussed with the condom, I reached for her pubes, but she slapped me away. These preliminaries did not interest her. Instead, she just plain mounted me, holding on to my tits for balance, slipping me inside with no effort, both vaginal lips working to usher me into her tightness. I find it clichéd when couples insist that they have "the perfect fit," but between the busted-up, zigzag, Broadway boogie-woogie of my maligned purple khui and the all-encompassing nature of her Caspian pizda, we reached a third way, as it were.