A Romance in the Alley

[FilthyFilthy]

In the summer of '07 I laid behind a Winnipeg dumpster, alone at night, homeless again, and horny as hell. A hot little number strutted along down the alleyway with her breasts hanging out of her pink flowery tank top. Her large belly sagged over her home made jean shorts, there were scabby track marks all over her pale white thighs and she wore pink sandals. It's safe to say that there were track marks between her toes also.

I wasn't sure if I should proposition her, I'd just finished masturbating into an old teddy bear which I'd dug out of the dumpster. (I imagined this teddy bear had been owned, and therefore played with by a girl I'd met in school.) To be sure, I pushed some blood into my flacid chode with a few pumps out of my rectum. I felt that I could get hard, and pulled a ten dollar bill out of my jacket pocket. I kicked the dumpster to get her attention and she came over. I put the ten back in my pocket and replaced it with a five.

She got down to her knees and straddled me. I'd fashioned a mattress out of cardboard boxes, but even if I hadn't this was as much effort as I was willing to put into this whole situation, and however it was is exactly how it was going to be.

Light from the street shone through a crack between the dumpster and the brick wall behind me, and I could see a wet patch on the crotch of her shorts. Have you heard the term cream pie?

I wondered where the nearest washroom would be, since I'd heard holding it could damage erectile function. (And no, I wouldn't just go in the alley, I'm not an animal.)

She laid back and put her hands behind her, sticking her legs up beside my head, apparently she wanted me to pull her shorts off. I guess that was fine. When I pulled them off they brushed against my face, I knew then that she wasn't wearing underwear, her shorts smelled too strong for that. When I looked down I saw her pull a white string from between her legs, I closed my eyes and counted to ten. Sometimes you just have to pretend.

When I got to five I unzipped my pants and pulled out my erection. Mosquitoes buzzed around my face and I hoped one would sting my scrotum.

By the time I got to three her vagina had sucked me in balls deep. My penis was so small that she couldn't bounce up and down, she'd have to settle for forward and back. I looked down to check out the vagina I was squishing in, and was surprised to see that were it not for a few questionably red spots, it was pretty well kept.

It was pretty loose down there so I took my right hand and put some fingers in. She started to moan. I guess that meant she liked it.

I put my left hand down and around her butt cheek, and meaded it firmly. My fingertips were getting curiously wet. I could feel her put her hand pass over mine as she slid it under my scrotum down into my underwear. Her fingers diddled my scrotum for a moment, and then searched for my anus until she slid one in. I could feel her pushing around my fecal matter. She continued, so I guess she didn't mind.

She had her eyes closed and was rubbing her right breast, which was lactating out onto her shirt, no one was watching, so I took my left hand from her butt to take some milk to my tongue. It tasted good so I sat up and sucked some.

I looked up at her face and could see a growth protruding from her mouth out onto her lips. It was brown. I guess she was a meth addict. That's probably why this felt so good. Her head was shaved and she wasn't wearing any make up, I kept sucking milk from her breast.

Because of the contact high I couldn't get off. But I paid my five bucks and I didn't think she wanted to stop. A few minutes more would be fine.

I had to use a bathroom. Since her fingers were plugging two I figured why not go for one. So I emptied my bladder but nothing came out. At least her uterus was useful for something.

After another few minutes I pushed her hard off me. She laid back on the boxes and finished herself off, rubbing one out right there in front of me. I could see the muscles in her vagina tensing up as she came, and a green sauce poured out from one of her holes and I could hear a loud farting noise as she gasped loudly. This embarrassed me so I started to blindly kick her away.

I covered myself with boxes and waited for her to leave.

The next morning I woke up and could smell something rotten. I moved the boxes from my face and could see what looked like a fetus laying at my feet, surrounded by reds and blues, what I guess was afterbirth.

I'd scared off a crow who must have been picking at it, and he was trying to sneak his way back. I pulled up my pants and left him to it, and wondered if they were still serving breakfast at McDonald's.

As I left the alley I could still smell something bad, and I'd seen a reddish streak at the back of my underwear. But that's okay, because everyone smells like shit on the inside.

[FilthyFilthy]

I could feel her had pass over mine***

[FilthyFilthy]

At 6/1/10 09:05 AM, FilthyFilthy wrote: I could feel her had pass over mine***

*hand
sweet hey? mistake in the correction?

[Jinxerz]

/b/ Would be proud.

I'm just plain disgusted.

[sinfulwolf]

I think "Romance" is the wrong word to use in the title. This just seems like an excuse to throw out some filthy words and scenarios without actually putting any character or plot in the piece.

[passionne]

You pay great attention to detail.Your story is very descriptive.I suggest you take your talent and write something besides filth. No Romance in that alley

[FilthyFilthy]

At 6/1/10 06:56 PM, sinfulwolf wrote: I think "Romance" is the wrong word to use in the title. This just seems like an excuse to throw out some filthy words and scenarios without actually putting any character or plot in the piece.

filthy words like vagina and penis? ewie! you're right!

[sinfulwolf]

At 6/2/10 05:18 PM, FilthyFilthy wrote:

At 6/1/10 06:56 PM, sinfulwolf wrote: I think "Romance" is the wrong word to use in the title. This just seems like an excuse to throw out some filthy words and scenarios without actually putting any character or plot in the piece.

filthy words like vagina and penis? ewie! you're right!

Those aren't filthy, and not what I was talking about in the least.