The Shameless Left-Bank Bastard

We grew up side by side, then started hooking up, drunk on youthful passion. He was my first everything—first kiss, first fuck, first heartbreak. I swore this was the real deal, the kind of love they write songs about. But then I dug into his phone and stumbled on a filthy treasure trove—asses, tits, and cunts galore, a digital whorehouse. He didn’t even flinch when I confronted him; just shrugged and admitted he wasn’t just jerking off to pixels—he was banging random sluts on the side. His excuse? “Babe, you knew I’m wired this way.” And there I was, dumb as hell, thinking I’d found soulmate magic when all I’d caught was a goddamn addiction.
#betrayal #heartbreak #cheater #fuckboy

How do you stop a wild chick from screwing around?..

There was this old bastard in our village, hell-bent on taming his granddaughter’s slutty ways. She was banging every dude in sight, so he decided to teach her a lesson. He doused a haystack—where she was getting railed by her latest fuckboy—with gasoline and lit that shit up.
The horny pair got roasted pretty bad; the guy’s mom dragged the old man to court over it. But did this chick stop spreading her legs for every dick in town? Hell no! Even with a charred face and scars like a damn roadmap, she was still the hottest piece of ass around.
#wildlife #savage #scandal #badass