Call of Booty

Let's do something different here. Write me a smutty poem to the theme of the Call of Duty games. Extra points will be given to those with creative titles, example: CALL OF BOOTY BLACK COCKS or something similar. I'm looking for more humor than anything

TWO WEEKS

NEW POEMS

ONE ENTRY PER POET

COLLABS ARE WELCOME

MAKE IT FUNNY

HAVE FUN

LOL  I have no idea what that is....got a link where I can read up and see if I can come up with something?  :D

No problem. It's a first person shooter game where millions of people play online on teams or against one another. I'll post some links to the gameplay and such

http://m.youtube.com/?#/watch?v=OUN3mat8lIc

No disrespect at all intended, but this link is for those you who have never seen a COD game. Lol

Thanks--I'll have a look... Last time I played a video game was Atari PAC-Man on an analog TV :D

I remember having one of those

Call of Booty: Modern Whore-fair

Put down your SMG
I'll quick-scope you with an RPG
Then take your wife to bed with me
And ease her pain with orgasms aplenty

I can pinpoint errogneous zones
Better than a sniper can a headshot
I'll fuck the girls on overload
While you lay dead on the same spot
(That's not a gunshot
That's a cumshot!)

Battle zones are the perfect time and place
For me to get girls off
I can quickly blow up your face
And make her scream, 'Don't stop!'

I love your girl and she loves me
She craves my dick's huge size
I'll always honor the call of booty
And fuck your girl while I watch you die!

ThePorcupine666 said:Call of Booty: Modern Whore-fair

Put down your SMG
I'll quick-scope you with an RPG
Then take your wife to bed with me
And ease her pain with orgasms aplenty

I can pinpoint errogneous zones
Better than a sniper can a headshot
I'll fuck the girls on overload
While you lay dead on the same spot
(That's not a gunshot
That's a cumshot!)

Battle zones are the perfect time and place
For me to get girls off
I can quickly blow up your face
And make her scream, 'Don't stop!'

I love your girl and she loves me
She craves my dick's huge size
I'll always honor the call of booty
And fuck your girl while I watch you die!thanks, that's what I'm looking for

For DU contest "Booty Calling"

Alright slut
You gotta-
nice butt!,..

Id like to feel it-
With my eyes shut

& then surprize nut:D


Ya shoulda saw it cum'in

You bob'ed so fast your throat was hummin!

Close to somethin
Expose views? Im humpin


Her pussy hard!;)
My dicks huge,

Like a fighter that needs to be sparred

Just the sight of her? Needs the award

(For quickest hard cock)

When she walks in? I.pull out:
"my sword, look!"


How big u made it!


Her pussy? Is tight

But would she, tonite..

..let me show'er delight?
I owe her a height..


That stands tall
She takes my man ball
In any hole


I love when she call

From above, let it fall!
... Spray on her & the wall
But then she licks up it all
All the sudden
Her clit starts to call (my name)

I slid my tounge across her pussy,
While sucked on my candy cane!

I love to hear when she moans


Filmed with two I Phones
With no breaks from my bone


Fucking is great
She likes sucking my meat
I make her sweat from the heat
And dont regret that i eat..


Her clam all out

She screams a cock slammin shout

And she dreams of cocks rammin out


Of all her hole
When she squeeze
My pussy?
It holds

I love to lick her bold
Berore my dick is pulled


Nasty sex? long, quick, free,  or sold

Lick my.shaft
Prick i.laughed
My.sickest draft
This gift of craft

Has drifted left
& lifited theft
Or relentless drift


Becomes sensless




Take my chances

awake to sences

break defences

By.Mike Stewart

Whore of Duty: Crack Slops
Captain Anderson & Her Aqua Fortis Pie [Cordis Die]


There’s a line of military-all-sorts in the room
and Anderson is gonna fuck’em all
because when it comes to all that is man
it’s her duty to serve and take it like a skinny.


The girl’s a super-cruise after-burning sex engine
Captain in the USAF, she’s one of a kind
her DNA design locked away, classified by the CIA.
The killing machines from Crack Slops
are all cocked and loaded, nut-to-butt in line
when they hear the clearing barrel fire dry.


“Before we get started, let’s make a few things crystal clear
I’m not your fucking Suzy
I’m not your combat stress whack-job therapist
I’m not here to sign your postcard for the boys back home.
If you’re here, you’re here to pump and dump me.
You wanna know me better? All you need to know
is I can fuck you better than a your GAF wingman bum chum.
Don’t ask me if you can stick your gun inside me
that’s something a bullet stopper asks his fist when pitching his tent.
If you wanna put a bullet in me
you best have a full clip in your mother fucking cock
or you can take your marching orders from your Captain whore
who wants a real man in her cockpit.
So if you ain’t got the missile to seek-her heat
then pop chocks, sweet hearts… that’s an order!
Bottoms up boys, let’s chug down the rest of our beer,
it’s time to shoot Anderson down in flurry of white flames.”


“Six and eight o’clock, Woods
let’s play Russian roulette
take that spitfire shot and wet my clit with a white foam bomb.
Come here Mason it’s time to meet my steel pussy
Mason-meat-pussy, pussy-meat-Mason.
Hudson and Bowman, don’t ask not what your gun can do for me
but what I can do for your gun!”


The bad Captain takes their two cocks at once to her mouth
sucking on their balls like she’s trying to pull the pins
from a handful of grenades with her tongue.


“I see an America, unafraid of beauty and grace
but you beasts aren't helping making a mess
on my floor while I eat you like a muncher.
Wipe the tears from my cheek with your perfect weapon
so I can taste my salt laced with your blood
as I squeeze my tears and your pre-cum
from the barrel of your python.”
Don’t cry for me when they stick it in here, Uncle Zeddy!”


“I know there is a devil, for I see a storm coming
and I feel the burn of his dragon breath in it.
Suck my Bombs for the zombs, Woods
while I ride Mason’s full metal jacket.
Stab my pussy baby, while Hudson and Bowman
stick me with their wicked diggers.
Deeper and harder till I double the pleasure, double the pain
stronger and longer until I'm finally full
but don’t be greedy if I get off my bunions
and don’t stop fucking, Mason, if you see me cry.
Just smack my ass firmly, erratically, sporadically
until I'm going to die again and again...
with cocks drawn and ready to shoot my mouth will follow
fuck me, smack me, squeeze my trigger and thrust my bullet holes.”


Mason’s all that stands between Anderson and the White House
He aims, he fires, she takes a headshot
and he whispers to her
"Eat it, rot."




Written by Alexander Case





skinny; muncher; Uncle Zeddy; rot: zombie
nut-to-butt: tighten-up a single file line
clearing barrel: a promiscuous female soldier
Suzy: girlfriend
pump and dump: fuck
GAF: gay as fuck
bullet stopper: infantry
pitching tent: masturbating
pop chocks: leave
whore: whore

Oh shit, Case, that was fucking great