Craven desire, wanton beast, animals that claim to be on a higher level. In the end it is nothing but flesh and blood that sinks into the void of macabre.
This isn’t sexy or anything like that, just a view into my mind and how I think some days.
In the realm between sanity and calamity there is a place where the people gather in mass. Huddled together as they watch on in disbelief at the world around them. Hope, fear, terror and joy all blended into a mass of swirling words and colors. Horrors beyond most individuals ability to comprehend is whispered, a land of darkness so sinister. Kittens soft and fluffy playing with bounding puppies now takes away the torrent of dismay. Fallow minds drift in and out of original thought as they are fed swill just for a moment of thrill. This place is the internet, inter-web, or whatever it is called in their confines of home.
A war broken into a flash of images and sounds, rockets
fly and bodies lay on the ground. A royal marriage paraded around, the glamor
and fashion for all to sigh and praise. On the surface it is so serine yet darker
levels lurks underneath. Horrors that dared not be spoken aloud in public
company, deviance that makes the most publicly perverse look pure. The glass
shards of broken humanity choke down the bits that float into the light. Openly
appalled but in secret drawn like a moth to a flame those horrors would fade if
they weren’t in high demand.
Foul filth or hidden treasure, it is for each to decide. What
is appealing to one makes another sick inside. Ghastly images of wars from ages
past shock the onlooker as they hide the secret desire to know what happened to
that missing hooker. Craven desire, wanton beast, animals that claim to be on a
higher level. In the end it is nothing but flesh and blood that sinks into the
void of macabre. Screams make lusts run hot as openly it is condemned. Would there
be such a high number of hits if the masses were not drawn to it? Images of
death and a live feed as a throat is slit.
The heart of man is a dark hole swallowing all that it
can ingest. I dare not try to pretend to be above such craven desires myself. I
fall prey to darker lusts and desires. Images that make others blush just serve
to inspire my twisted mind. Questions of my sanity abound from those who look
on. Dare if you will to take a look inside, can you feel the struggle and desire?
At some point there is an edge, a ledge to stand over and look. Take the leap
and hope to not dash on the rocks below or stand forever in the evening glow. They
say if you stare into the void long enough you can feel it staring back at you,
this I know all too well to be true.
The real question comes as I am asked what I want. The
answer is often a confusing jumble of ideas and none linked to a single thing. Material
things are but tokens of this life I find fleeting, only the feeling of the giver
is what is felt when I don or admire a gift. Have I become listless or has my
taste come to a point it is beyond even my understanding? Only time will tell
what comes of this and where it leads. The rabbit hole is deep and I have
fallen far, but the bottom is still beyond my grasp as I still tumble…
As the trip continued it got quiet in the back. Only the occasional street light from a house turn in as the route we were on was dark. I heard a gasp and asked if everything was okay. A giggle and a yes was the only reply I got.
“Good evening, how are you two doing this fine evening?”
The two college age girls giggled as they got in the back
of the car. A mousy looking blonde and an in charge looking brunette. They replied
they were doing great, I confirmed the destination as into the night we drove.
They snickered and talked about the guys that had been asking them out and how
many times do you have to tell a guy you aren’t interested in them.
As the trip continued it got quiet in the back. Only the occasional
street light from a house turn in as the route we were on was dark. I heard a
gasp and asked if everything was okay. A giggle and a yes was the only reply I
The next flash of light showed the mousy blonde kissing
the neck of the brunette, pinning her to the side of the car. A whimper and
soft moan as I could only imagine what was going on in the back seat. There was
a growing smell of heated female lust as I shifted uncomfortably, my pants suddenly
feeling a size too small. As we got into a more lighted area I got a good look
in the mirror at the exposed, B cup or so, breast and parted legs. Knowing that
we were getting close to the destination I cleared my throat and announced we
would be arriving in five minutes.
As we approached the building a breathless request for me
to pull around back was uttered. I was more than happy to oblige their request
as I made the turn and sat trying to not be obvious about my own voyeuristic
enjoyment. The nails digging into the leather made me cringe a little but the moans
and energy in the car was electrifying. I felt like I was going to explode just
watching the hot duo going at it. Finally the long kiss was released as the one
that was in control looked up at me in the mirror. She looked like a hungry cat
as her blonde hair flowed around her face. She opened her door and walked to
“Open up baby, you earned a real tip” the demand in her
voice and fire in her eyes let me know it was going to be worth it.
Without another word she unzipped my pants and took out
my raging hard cock. She gave a wicked smile and muttered nice as she engulfed
it in her hot mouth. I slid my fingerers in her hair. I felt her growl as she
“FUCK!” I yelped as I couldn’t hold back.
Her throat felt like it opened up as she slid all the way
down as I came. Taking every drop she got back to her feet and smiled and
kissed me. I could taste my cum on her tongue as well as her lover in the back
seat, who was watching the show.
I drove them to the front as I was still shaky from her
attentions. I croaked as I bid them a good night. They giggled and waved as
they disappeared into the building. The next stop was to a parking lot to air
out my car that wreaked of sex and clean off the wet spot in the seat…