Scientists should capture superfuck and study him. Kind of like they use to capture feral children to study them back in the day.

I am very pleased to see that you have finally take it upon yourself to look at women in a deeper and much more respectful way...

Even if it is with AI generated poems, you can now open your mind to the endless world of possibilities of sensual touch and intimate interactions, rather then just .....

Bitch
Fuch
Whore
Sluts

My point was this in fact... and I am truely happy to see you grow and venture into more mutrure, gentle and kinder ways...

Thank you for this dearest... superfuck....

Well done ;-)

And I apologize for attacking you.. as a person.

I guess you just tapped into a traumatized part of me,
in a ** skin crawling ** way.

It's not an excuse, so please accept my apologies.

Kind regards Kylie

xxx The Fury of a Queen xxx


You call her bitch, slut, whore, and shame,
But she wears those words like a fiery flame.
Unapologetic, untamed, and free,
Her passion burns, a raging sea.


Hellcat, harpy, vixen, and seductress too,
She embodies each, with a fierce "I'll do."
Her eyes blaze, her soul on fire,
Unleashing hell, with every desire.


Tramp, tart, and temptress, she'll take the stage,
Her presence commanding, in every age.
Fierce and fearless, she'll never back down,
Her passion a wildfire, that's renowned.


Shrew, Jezebel, and siren, she'll wear the crown,
Her unyielding spirit, leaving all renowned.
Her heart beats strong, her will unbroken,
A force of nature, forever unspoken.

SuperFuck!!!

On 2024-09-11 20:42:49 ~ SuperFuck ~ said:




xxx The Fury of a Queen xxx


You call her bitch, slut, whore, and shame,
But she wears those words like a fiery flame.
Unapologetic, untamed, and free,
Her passion burns, a raging sea.


Hellcat, harpy, vixen, and seductress too,
She embodies each, with a fierce "I'll do."
Her eyes blaze, her soul on fire,
Unleashing hell, with every desire.


Tramp, tart, and temptress, she'll take the stage,
Her presence commanding, in every age.
Fierce and fearless, she'll never back down,
Her passion a wildfire, that's renowned.


Shrew, Jezebel, and siren, she'll wear the crown,
Her unyielding spirit, leaving all renowned.
Her heart beats strong, her will unbroken,
A force of nature, forever unspoken.

SuperFuck!!!

Lol, this guy...

xxx The Purple Pages xxx

/// /// /// TRILOGY /// /// ///


*Part 1: Discovery*


In the Purple Pages, a realm unfolds,
Where beauty reigns, and secrets are told.
A plethora of ladies, dazzling bright,
Leaves me enchanted, lost in delight.


Airbrushed perfection, digital disguise,
Conceals the truth, behind masked eyes.
Faces hidden, for privacy's sake,
Leave imagination to wonder and ache.


Reviews abound, subjective and cold,
A guide or gimmick, to navigate gold?
Some rave, others rant, and confuse the mind,
Leaving doubts, like tangled threads left behind.


Then meets the lady, with expectations high,
But reality diverges, from the digital sky.
Disappointment creeps, like winter's chill,
When beauty's promise, doesn't fulfill.


Yet, amidst the search, a gem is found,
A treasure shining, without a single sound.
Stunning, genuine, with heart so true,
Striking gold, in the Purple Pages anew.


*Part 2: The Pursuit*


In the Purple Pages' treasure hunt, I roam,
Seeking the perfect lady, with digital home.
Airbrushed beauties, with hidden faces too,
Leave me wondering, "Is this real, or Photoshop anew?"


Reviews swirl, a mixed bag of cheer,
"Five stars, a goddess!" or "One star, beware!"
I'm lost in a sea, of conflicting views,
Like navigating Tinder, with blurred shoes.


I swipe, I click, I meet, I greet,
But sometimes beauty's just a clever deceit.
The photos lied, the service was bland,
I'm left with disappointment, and an empty hand.


Still, I search, through trial and strife,
For that elusive spark, that ignites life.
Amidst fake smiles, and enhanced physique,
I yearn for genuine love, not just a quick trick.


*Part 3: Surrender*


In the Purple Pages' secret gardens, I stumble upon thee,
A siren's call, beckoning me to ecstasy.
Luscious lips, inviting as summer breeze,
Entice me to surrender, to decadent ease.


Digital whispers promise sweet delight,
A midnight tryst, where shadows take flight.
Each photo, a tantalizing, forbidden fruit,
Tempting my fingers, to taste your succulent root.


Reviews echo, a chorus of longing and desire,
Setting my soul on fire, with heart's one sire.
I crave touch, taste, scent of you,
Fantasy unfolding, as I succumb anew.


In this virtual harem, I seek my queen,
A goddess to worship, making heart serene.
Mystery unfolds, like velvet curtain's sway,
Revealing promise, of sensuous, endless day.

SuperFuck

xxx Echoes of Bliss xxx


Her body trembles, a symphony sweet
As pleasure's waves, her soul greet
Multiple crescendos, a rhythmic refrain
Echoing through her, like summer rain


Each climax a flower, that blooms in its time
Unfurling petals, of pure delight's crime
Her senses singing, a chorus so fine
As ecstasy's whispers, become a love divine


Tremors of joy, that ripple and spread
Like wildfire's passion, that fuels the bed
Her heart beats faster, with every release
A kaleidoscope, of sensual peace


In the aftershocks, she finds her nest
A haven of calm, where love finds rest
Her body glowing, with an inner light
A radiant smile, that chases the night

SuperFuck!!!

We should merge this rant with the bipolar thread...

On 2024-09-12 14:45:25 styffrichard said:
We should merge this rant with the bipolar thread...

Why?

RB.

Why must you make everything personal? Can't you play an online game without resulting in gutter tactics, Madame bridgetee?