Bulls Testicles

As a yawn is contagious, and can make you yawn. As a laugh is contagious, and can make you laugh. As watching sex can arouse the sex in you. Looking at sexual images causes desire in the genitals. And what of the climax. Pleasure is so close to ruinous waste. Climax, we call the 'little death'. So why orgasm, if orgasm ends the fun. Orgasm is a mere ten seconds of supercharged pleasure, then you are completely done.

She crawls onto me and begins licking my cock and balls. Her cunt is above me in my face. I nibble at her cunt. The room is wall to wall mirrors. Even the ceiling offers a view. My straight-risen is in her mouth. I have feverishly pressed my lips to her fanny. We are mutually trying to blow each other. We each have our mouths on the sewer of the body. A madness has taken possession of her. A madness has taken possession of me.

I am fondling her ass crack as I eat her out. She is not good at giving me a blow job. Even though I am hard, her tongue misses the spot where I can feel exquisite pleasure. I haven't exactly played her clitoris tonguing only her cunt. Well at least we won't orgasm yet. I didn't want it to be over. Actually I wanted to try something different. I had procured a large bowl of bull's testicles from the freezing works, and kept them in the fridge.

"I'll be back in a tick."

I headed to the kitchen and grabbed the bowl of testicles.

"See. Look at these. How about we play with these."

I pulled one testicle from the bowl. It was white, and spider-veined in red. It was about the size of a large egg. I could tell by the look in her eyes, she was getting excited. Tentatively she touched it. Rolled it on her belly. She compared it to mine. It was twice as big. She grabbed another from the bowl, and placed them side by side. I rolled them both up and down her midriff, and over her cunt. I slowly pushed it in. Then I pushed the second in. I grabbed two more and did like wise. And yes I managed to push a fifth one in. I could tell her cunt was getting excited.

My cock couldn't help releasing a few drops of semen onto the floor. I was so excited. I imagined the bulls fucking the cows in the paddock. Their heavy ball bags swinging between their mighty thighs. I pressed my mouth to her cunt and forced my tongue into her cunt. I could taste a bull's testicle. My tongue searched the perimeter of the roundness. She ejected it from her cunt, into my mouth. It tasted of stale urine, and was as salty as fuck. She kissed my mouth, her tongue eager for the taste. I swallowed my saliva down. Her tongue is like a snake moving inside my mouth. I push the testicle into her mouth, which grabs it greedily. She bites into the monstrous ball, and immediately spits it out onto the floor, where it looks up were a staring eye.

I climb onto her, and finger hook, three balls out of her cunt. My cock enters her. The head of my cock bunts the one ball left in her cunt. My cock is one inch out of her cunt, and head butts the eggy ball repeatedly. She turns me over and is on top, keeping my cock up her cunt. I can feel the bull's testicle following my cock down to her lips, and then being rammed up. I can't help it. I cant stop it, and shoot my goo all over the testicle. But she goes on ramming her cunt down on my cock until it is so munted it slips out of her orifice followed by the testicle lolling on the sheet, dripping in cum.

Now I don't feel like sex anymore, but she won't have a bar of it. She wants my cock come hell, or high water. The advance of her obscene body, as she pushed me back on the bed, and smashed her cunt on my mouth, and pressed it down, now scared the fuck out of me. The pungent odor coming from her cunt, inmixed with the aftermath of bull testicles almost made me choke. I was in the sewer. I was desperately searching for the magic potion to take me back to that place, where everything debauch arose in me. She urinated in my nostrils, and eyes, keeping her cunt hard pressed to my mouth. I gagged, and spluttered, and tried to lift her off, but there was such power in her cunt, and I couldn't budge her. I was suffocating.

Was this the way I was to die?. To suffocate in her sewer. But suddenly she turned and moved off my face, and went for my soft cock with a dizzying fixity. A rush of blood upsets the balance on which life is based. Sex is all about the rush of blood flooding into the genitals. Right now I needed that rush of blood to take me out of the nonsexual world into the ruin, and vulgarness, of my body. I needed my cock to swell, and rise, to fill that vivacious cunt. I so wanted the urges of fucking, and pissing, to invade my naked body. Destruction is the extravagance within me, set up against the decency that clothes normal people. For in my ejaculation, which is my destruction, it all comes crashing down.

A prostitute is prey to a male's desire. For money of course. He coughs up with the green stuff, and she sells her cunt for the services of his cock. But the woman intent on me right now was no prostitute, she was a horny bitch who was into cock, and was not satisfied with her lot. She used her fingers to draw the folds of her hairy, pink cunt apart, and was endeavoring to swoop up my loose parts into her dark cave. She would have me, or fucking Jesus Christ, she would destroy me. She was using my cock as a whip to her labia, and soon I was full blown, standing proud before her.

The convulsions of the flesh had been resurrected. My cock stuck up pink, and hard. It was like a dog cock, it had a bulbous head, with the shaft two thirds the diameter of the googling corolla. It reminded me of a dido I had seen on a website called the Hell Hound dido, with a set of balls, bulging on the end. With the growth of my manhood thus increased my strength, and I threw her off me, bent her ass over the end of the bed, and stabbed her repeatedly with my dog. She screamed with pleasure. My cock was splitting her right down to the root. The roof of my pubis rammed violently into her anus, like a ship crashing into a wharf. I pummeled her mercilessly. I grabbed her tits from behind, and squeezed them dry. I pulled her head back by her long hair, and sucked the very air out of her mouth. But I did not stop, such was the violence in me to fuck her until she was dead, metaphorically speaking. I would have sucked the blood out of her jugular if it was legal.

Have you ever wondered where the word Vatican came from. The word Vatican once meant 'vagina'. It was Latin for 'vagina'. It was the female reproductive organ. Before it became the word 'vagina', it was the Etruscan (pre Roman) word for their Underworld goddess of destruction, and death. My cock was being Vaticanized. My head is spinning. I like this out in the open, where I can see my cock entering her cunt. The sugar is in the bag. A dewsilky, grey plume, rises above my cock.