Anguish — Community — Redemption — Ineffable — Craving — Saudade — Mourning
The Crimson Cunt Wants To Help Eric Get His Orgasmic Release — Parts 5 6 7 8 9 10 11
HUNDO-MEGA-EXTENSION | FANTASY | EROTICA | ZROTICA
Zote: Hundos 5 thru 11 won’t make sense without Hundos 1 thru 4. They’re not real long:
Second Zote: After getting so excited about The Crimson Cunt, I couldn’t stop myself! I used the most recent Hundo word, along with six previous ones I’ve yet to use all at once. Question to the guys: Is this what blowing your load is like?
ANGUISH:
“Eric? Why do you keep acting like you’re in such anguish?”
“Because I am, Crimson Cunt! The fuckers in charge won’t let me masturbate or cum since I got locked in here!”
“Odd, because I’ve been masturbating continuously, and they haven’t stopped me once?”
“That’s because you’re only in my head! You don’t even exist!”
“Oh, stop your crying Cunt! Your tears are just as fake as you are.”
“I’m glad you got a cock splinter from the bench you broke. You should try crotch-pounding this new one with the metal ends asshole.”
“Eric?”
“Yes?”
“Your 180 days are up.”
COMMUNITY — REDEMPTION:
“Um, Eric? Aren’t you saposta be on your way to do community service?”
“Get out of my head, Crimson Cunt!”
“The Judge said its your only path to redemption, Eric.”
“What? Are you my mother now?”
“If I were, would you be more or less likely to fuck me?”
“SHUT UP!”
“What if I scolded you with your full name, Frederick? Then would you fuck me?”
“LISTEN CUNT! It’s time you do your fading away thing! NOW GO!”
“Fine!… Frederick… Hey! Wait! Isn’t this the place we first met?”
“Yes, but I don’t want you here.”
“Not even my strawberry muffin?”
“GO AWAY!”
She fades away as requested…
INEFFABLE — CRAVING:
Entering the main area of the bar, Eric immediately notices the Crimson Cunt didn’t leave… she just moved inside and switched up her hair and outfit once again.
Every time he sees Crimson, her oozing sexuality compounds even further. Eyeing her from head to toe, her sheer beauty is ineffable!
“Eric?”
Her newest outfit accentuates her breasts perfectly!
“Hello? Eric?”
Didn’t matter she’s fake, his cravings to grab her tits is overwhelming!
“Um… Eric?”
Grabbing firm, her flesh puppets in his hands couldn’t feel more real!
{SLAP!}
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?!? I told you “NO” our freshman year in college, and every year after! What makes you think you can grab them now?”
A much more familiar voice from his right, says:
“Eric, I’m pretty sure, that right there, that was sexual assault.”
Turning right, Eric screams:
“YOU FUCKING CUNT!”
Christie, the real girl yells, “CALL ME CUNT TO MY FACE! I FUCKING DARE YOU, ERIC!”
“No, Christie! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean you!”
“Why’d you grab her tits, Frederick?”
Turning again, “BECAUSE THEY’RE FUCKING PERFECT!”
Still angry, but appreciating the complement, Christie asks:
“You really think my tits are perfect?”
“Don’t do it, Frederick, it’s a trap.”
“As perfect as everything else about you, Christie.”
“Eric, are you still drawing me?”
“Trap!”
“I have my notebook right here.”
“TRAP!!!”
SAUDADE:
“Feeling a little saudade for the place? Couldn’t wait to come back to my court room, Eric?”
“Warned you, Frederick! I said trap, Trap! TRAP!!!”
“SHUT UP CUNT!”
“Again with calling me cunt, really?”
“Not you Judge, the girl… she’s a cunt.”
“Christie isn’t here, so I can only assume you directed that at me.”
“Not Christie, I meant Crimson.”
“Moving on. Your last lawyer wants nothing to do with you. We have your stalker-notebook as evidence, pictures with you grabbing the defendant’s breasts, and lastly, the 9 1 1 recording.”
“Did I mention trap, Frederick?”
“Judge, I didn’t know they were recording me, and those pictures are from the second time, when she gave me permission to grab them, for her Single-n-Sexy, dating account profile.”
“So, you didn’t have permission the first time you grabbed them?”
“FIFTH! FIFTH! I’m claiming my fifth amendment right!”
MOURNING:
“Why aren’t you talking?
Are you mad at me Eric?
You look like you’re in mourning.
Are you mourning the death of any future orgasms?
Because the way they have you tied to your bed, naked,
there’s nothing you can even rub your cock against.
I can see by the way it’s been erect for hours,
watching it throb and sway that it
really, really, really, wants to cum.
If I could help, you know I would.
Would watching me masturbate again, help?
Maybe I could pretend it’s in my mouth?
How about that, Frederick?”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP, CUNT!”
“Eric?”
“Eric?”
“Eric?”
“Eric?”
“Frederick?”
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?!?!?”
“So… Eric… do you wanna fuck?”
Third Zote: As much as I’ve enjoyed writing this Hundo Expansion, sadly, I need to set Crimson aside for a bit, while I try to find time to write more of my other series. Series like the ones below:
Forth Zote: In addition to the above series ready for more, I believe Farah below needs to continue her journey of being kidnapped, trunked, and ass fucked…
Fifth Zote: Plus, I’m REALLY Craving to start these Series that have been in my mind for some time now:
Final Zote: Fuck! I REALLY NEED MORE TIME!
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“Eric! Put down that chicken wing! The world needs you now more than ever!”
“Shut the fuck up, Crimson Cunt!”
“Eric!… I mean, Frederick! I am serious, this… this is serious! This is life or death!”
“Waitress! Another round of wings, please!”
“Should I bring a second place-setting for your friend?”
“What friend?”
“What do you mean, what friend? The hot as fuck redhead standing right there in that outfit that makes me wonder, how the hell does she pee?”
“WAIT! YOU CAN SEE HER?”
“Of course I can… and if you don’t want her to join you, I got a room in the back, if she’d like to join me instead?”
“Eric! Are you ready? We need to go NOW! My ship is in the alley…plugged into one of those Tesla Charging Stations…”