Three-word story
Posted by faunablues on Sep 28, 2009 · Member since Aug 2003 · 9655 posts
Last time, this went straight to the gutter early on, so I cut to the chase and just started it here :)
Rules:
add three words (only!) to continue the story
wait at least for one other person's post
Copy/paste entire story in your post
do contractions count as one word or two words? Dunno.
I'll start:
It was a
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud ukulele playing anchovies
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud ukulele playing anchovies. I was under the impression that
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud ukulele playing anchovies. I was under the impression that these things would leave sooner or
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud ukulele playing anchovies. I was under the impression that these things would leave sooner or but apparently I had contracted a
It was a strong, burly arm that grabbed my Diva cup. I gushed with excitement as the gargantuan fingers caressed my left temple, and poked my eye ever so lovingly. My orgasm was the most explosive explosion since the time my teacher taught the periodic mating rituals of crumple-horned snorckacks. That lesson taught my boyfriend how to crumple his gonads while hiding chocolates in his scrotum, and tickle the underside of the belly of a rabid platypus. But one day my gynecologist called. Apparently, my vaginal wall is also leaking some kind of jizzy substance from the rabies. So, I plugged in my butt toothbrush and started to remove the dried flaky, moldy bits. However, there was a lot of congealed poop on the oscillating crank of the first Oktoberfest. I don't want to go into it, but I'm going to.
That arm belonged out of vaginas, so it grabbed for the nearest mic and began singing with its fellow appendages. The fully formed penis busted my bladder with brute force. I gasped as it penetrated my vocal cord, and cried out, "The hell with this!" It was then apparent that I had birthed a rare breed of intra-vaginal pterodactyls. They swarmed my uterus with numerous loud ukulele playing anchovies. I was under the impression that these things would leave sooner or but apparently I had contracted a stain of Ebola
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