FISH KILLS
It was a dark moonless and foggy night
From out the fog came a silent red flare
Beckoning visitors, strangers and regulars near
Footsteps could be heard, maybe two or three pairs
As the sound of a fog horn bellows from the ferry
The last ferry of the night saunters and sways in the Bay
As the last invitees to the Fantasy Island soiree arrive
As the sheer atmosphere of the night promises mystery
Three men loudly make their way to land, unnerved by night
Music is heard ahead from a warehouse down the shore
As if perched suspended in air the men hastily approach near
Guided by the distant sound of music as the red glare is beacon
Click, clack, clack clock, click were the sound of stilettos
She just wanted air but this eerie dock scene was not helping
As she could barely find the light, let alone the cigarette to be lit
Her lips shivered as she pulled a drag wondering about night
The party inside was banging there was no doubt, but still
Fantasy S&M party on an island seemed a little too far out
Getting nearer to festivities, the three men noticed burnt orange
They knew they were close to their party destination, yelling
To ease themselves from the discomfort of the fog and dock
With her red lips full of intaking fog and cigarette smoke
She thought to herself, just great here come a bunch of jerks
Trying to hide the orange glare from her cigarette aside
The men see the suspended cigarette and the overhead glare
As the red swirling light in the fog was creepy but pleasing
Going inside two of the trio of men rushed inside to start a party
While the third from trio decided to bum a cigarette from a fellow
Inside the men's eyes portrayed a look of making it to heaven
This was a first class fantasy for sure, as party was swinging
I mean literally swinging and bumping, as club music thumped in
Forget the S&M theme, everybody had disrobed and was naked
Partying in birthday suits and straight fucking in every room
And there was food, cuz although they couldn't see it,
And although everybody seemed to be eating each other,
there was the smell, that smell of FISH, they assumed frying...
They interrupted two females going in on each other and
Offering themselves for the ladies to discover...they accepted...
Outside the lone fellow of the trio approached a stranger
Not thinking of danger, but feeling its presence, he stopped
Yelling ahead, excuse me can I bum a cigarette bro?
His voice startled and excited her as she felt a tingle below
Hello she offered, stepping into the glare of the red light blare
He was startled not expecting a female with good features
They stared at each other, brown eyes reaching and retreating
Laughing and getting into comfort she handed him a cigarette
Deciding that he was cute and would smoke one with him
Meanwhile inside the dynamic duo worked tag teams, exploiting
Making their way to the bar for free drinks, rubbing, humping
Every female was acceptable and willing, as they were pulling
Not wanting to come to soon in decision, after all this was S&M
They sucked, humped and teased and the game was returned
Until they found themselves in threesomes worth pursuing.....
But they both thought to themselves, I'm sure hungry for FISH
Cause I keep smelling it, plus its hot in here, but were distracted
Outside Cassie and Brian were exchanging life stories,
Feeling like the were in the midst of a life changing meeting,
Little did they know as they pressed up on each other, thinking
What the heck afterall this is Fantasy Island S&M party,
Realizing that they would fuck, but trying to keep it special
In the back of both of their minds, they smelled something FISHY
Back inside Darius had the red head of his dreams hemmed up
As he had just finished sucking her breasts to a point, now
Descending to her fleshy lips part, smelling fish but continuing
To party and nibble at her red headed entrance to serious fun
She moaned as if accepting his pleasing, causing him to go on
FISH smell seemed to fill the room til, louder than the music
Darius became excited from the FISH smell as she dripped out
Flinging her red hair back as her dripping elixir was flowing
Lapping up her red hair essence and becoming high off her
Darius talked into her pussy, asking did she like it vibrating
Orally that was the last words of sense as the pussy bit him
first his lip and then his nose as he pulled away screaming
FISH KILLS, FISH KILLS...
All of the party scene screams were repeated as folks lost
genitals, lips and teeth and the FISH SMELL was increasing...
Shawn thought he heard people screaming, but he smelled
FISH all around him, thinking somebody didn't wash good
Not thinking as he was concentrating on stroking and poking
Real Good.....Then there was a chomping and a rush of air
and smell of FISH as he saw blood rushing from were his
privates were....he staggered toward the door....
Shawn met Brian and yelled FISH KILLS....beware!!
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