* * * * * Click Here to listen. (4.5 min/mp3) * * * * * I am anonymous, a faceless form in the crowd moving though the people, saying nothing, just walking. At night I return home and lool at myself in the mirror. Lool? You may ask, yes I lool at myself, I have no other choice. I might look had I a face, but faceless, I lool at the mirror, lool at...
This is the second chapter of the 'Was It Worth It?' series. I'd recommend reading the first chapter before proceeding with this. This chapter introduces a few new characters that'll hopefully spice things up. Enjoy! And apologies for the slightly long wait. I'll try to be faster with the third chapter. P.S. All the characters in this story are 18 years and...
It was the ad I shouldn't have seen. An ad I shouldn't have responded to. It had been a pretty normal day. I kissed my husband goodbye before he left for work, got the kids up and off to school. I sat down with the newspaper and my morning cup of coffee. There wasn't a certain section I would read. I just read whatever caught my eye. I had finally got to the...
Beginner’s Meeting, A Play Scene 1: A church basement. An odd looking assortment of people are sitting on metal folding chairs arranged in a circle. In the corner is a table with coffee and donuts. Characters: Charles: Middle aged man, about 40 dressed in a plaid sweater. He is the group leader. Pete: a.k.a. Pervert Pete, a graying man of about 60 dre...
In the morning she woke up early. Although the previous night had been incredible, she was feeling somewhat insatiable-like there wouldn't be enough sex in the world to curb her appetite. She took a shower, using the shower head and water pressure to get her off, but that wasn't enough. She woke him up with a morning blow job, and that followed with a mornin...
At four in the morning, there's a quiet knock on the door, and his heart is pounding so hard he worries it might pop. She's here. He tightens the cord around his bathrobe and approaches the door, leaning in to peer through the little security hole, to check it's not just one of his buddies drunk as a skunk and locked out of his room again. It's not. He cat...
Like maggots out of meat, learned armchair critics and even the occasional academic come out of pandiculation. Instead of going for a run to reduce spreading tummy fat and release flatulence their eyes burn with loathing and they belt out a curt message to me. Usually the message is signed 'Anonymous USA', 'Knut in Oslo' or simply 'Anonymous' who in reality...
It was the event they had been working towards for the last four years. They had dedicated every moment of their lives the getting here; disciplining themselves, waking up early to train in all weathers and even on Christmas day, avoiding the foods they love and having to say no as others scoffed down cake or candy in font of them, missing out on nights out...
Denise Noe: How do the two of you feel about your popular incarnations, taken as a whole? Do you like the fictional Count Dracula, or do you dislike him? Your Ladyship? Elizabeth Báthory: I've always felt close to Count Dracula. He had style. Whisking in and out of people's lives, the big dramatic cape, showing off that gleaming smile. A charming fellow. He...
Well, it certainly seems that in this whole wide world, if there is a hole somewhere out there some guy has shoved his cock into it and if there is something generally cylindrical and long enough, someone has put it into some woman's pussy. If it could be licked, sucked, fucked, pissed on, kissed, or milked some one has done it trying to get off. With all...