Unfortunate lines from stories

cheerful_deviant

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“When she came she screamed like a weasel plugged into an electrical outlet.”

Well, in the author's defence, it is rather descriptive. But I can't help but feeling the next line should have been something about the smell of burnt hair. :rolleyes:

Anyone else find a... ahem... good line?
 
Faye leaned back on the blanket, arranging her legs in an M of receptivity, and he knelt between them like the most abject and craven supplicant who ever exposed his bare ass to the eagle eyes of a bunch of crows.

(From Bad Sex Fiction, 2005)

:D
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
Faye leaned back on the blanket, arranging her legs in an M of receptivity, and he knelt between them like the most abject and craven supplicant who ever exposed his bare ass to the eagle eyes of a bunch of crows.

(From Bad Sex Fiction, 2005)

:D

But I bet it would sound fabulous if Patrick Stewart was reading it aloud. :cool:
 
cheerful_deviant said:
But I bet it would sound fabulous if Patrick Stewart was reading it aloud. :cool:

Even one of the Shrub's speeches would sound fabulous read aloud by Patrick Stewart.

:cathappy:
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
Even one of the Shrub's speeches would sound fabulous read aloud by Patrick Stewart.

:cathappy:

Maybe he could read it like Shakespear.

Faye doth leaned back on the blanket, spreading her supple legs, ripe with the promise of young womanhood in an M of receptivity, and he had knelt between them like the most abject and craven supplicant who ever dared to exposed his naked bottom to the eagle eyes of a bunch of crows that sail on the west wind.

You know, rub a little funk on it. :cool:
 
cheerful_deviant said:
Maybe he could read it like Shakespear.

Faye doth leaned back on the blanket, spreading her supple legs, ripe with the promise of young womanhood in an M of receptivity, and he had knelt between them like the most abject and craven supplicant who ever dared to exposed his naked bottom to the eagle eyes of a bunch of crows that sail on the west wind.

You know, rub a little funk on it. :cool:

:cathappy: :cathappy:

How about Gilbert and Sullivan?

Faye leaned and leaned the blanket the blanket
arranging arranging her limbs
Receptive, receptive, the M she did thanketh
awaiting the supplicant him


OK. I'm not drunk enough.

Try me again in an hour.

:cathappy:
 
sweetsubsarahh said:
:cathappy: :cathappy:

How about Gilbert and Sullivan?

Faye leaned and leaned the blanket the blanket
arranging arranging her limbs
Receptive, receptive, the M she did thanketh
awaiting the supplicant him


OK. I'm not drunk enough.

Try me again in an hour.

:cathappy:

:D :D :D

Shouldn't it be 'M she did maketh'? ;)
 
BWAH!!!!! :D

OK, Never mind.

I adore Patrick Stewart, but even HE can't make those speeches sound intelligent.

Well done, fcdc.

Well done!

:cathappy:
 
"Good. I need a good buttfucking."

"I could tell!"

"You could?"

"You're breathing, in and out. That always means you need cock up your ass."

ahem.
 
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