A literotic sexstories: The Anonymous Reader by farmer Joe ,
A lonely and frustrated reader gets tired of personal insults and over the top criticism and decides to do something about it.
Yes I read all the stories where girls drawl over guys with dinosaur dicks and guys boast about their huge or enormous cocks but I have just not experienced the sexual fame and fortune that these stories suggest.
I am by no means a virgin but figure I might as well be for all the joy my sex life has brought me. I have been with several girls with very little success. A few girls were drawn to my size but when they saw it close up could not get away from it fast enough. Most of those who have attempted to take me in have bailed through soreness although they were mostly very considerate and apologetic and sucked me to completion but it is just not the same. One poor girl even ended up at the hospital for some repair work.
As I mentioned earlier I am a big fan of sex but not in a perverted or shallow and selfish way, I study it and admire it as an art form. My all time favourite is female oral sex. There is nothing better than watching a well kept pussy twitching and spasming in ecstasy right before it convulses in orgasm and sprays sweet nectar everywhere. Nothing better than watching it live as a participant in the event that is; which does not happen that often for me.
Up until recently I have enjoyed the age old method of masturbating to movies and magazines. Although movies are more visually stimulating and my more frequent mode of masturbation stimulus I do enjoy the stories that are included in magazines as an alternative. This is what led me on my latest venture I suppose. I have spent my fare share of time viewing internet porn but to be honest watching strings of 30 second clips flash and keep changing just when you think your session is getting somewhere is frustrating and sometimes upsetting. Stories on the other hand are very entertaining and when well written can place you right there and be very realistic.
I decided to try my hand at writing and wrote a couple of stories that were received reasonably well. This had a strange but pleasant effect on me. The thought of other readers enjoying my stories and finding pleasure in them, possibly even masturbating whilst reading them gave me awesome satisfaction. For a while the positive feedback from readers outweighed any negative and I found it easy to ignore. But after a while people started getting personal and not only tearing strips off the stories but off of me as well. I felt like chucking in the writing as life had enough negatives without these ungrateful ass holes bringing people down that were only trying to provide entertainment for them to start with. I mean where did these morons get off anyway? The majority of them don’t even have the guts to put their name to a comment.
Funnily enough it was reading another author’s work that I got tipped over the edge. I was reading about a particular little girl’s private after pool party with an older host for about the 15th time and still thoroughly enjoying it. As usual I scrolled down at the end and read through a few of the comments and was quite pleased for the author to see some of the new positive comments but then became bitterly disappointed by an unnecessary and rather negative personal dig.
Fuck this I thought, there is just no need to say anything nasty. I am not against constructive criticism at all but constructive criticism doesn’t come with name calling and personal put downs. It’s as if some readers are only on the site to find someone else to bitch about, small minded fucks! Anyway I wanted to react against this mentality and started to think of ways I could do it. Ai asked a mate of mine, an I.T. nerd who’s hobby was hacking if he thought he could track someone down. He set about doing it. Using key logger programmes and whatever else he was using I soon had located one of the drop kicks putting shit on everyone’s stories and set about planning a little revenge.
I watched my unsuspecting target’s movements for a few weeks to record patterns and note consistencies and stuff. Surprisingly my target was a very attractive tiny little Asian woman who lived by herself if you count out her annoying little mutt. I made a point of befriending the little hairball when she was out. It soon become obvious that this woman was not overly security obsessed, she did not even have her place alarmed. I had the idea to sneak in and look around when she wasn’t there one day which was a plan assisted by her leaving the back door unlocked.
Her place was dark and dingy but quite neat and tidy. I poked around just having a general snoop and was quickly impressed by her porn library. She had a good collection of just about everything; there must have been over 500 DVD’s. The bedroom was fitted out and full of all kinds of sex toys and gadgets including a female real doll (without an attachable penis) which I thought was a little odd. The lounge had a huge wall mounted flat screen and her laptop was still open on the coffee table. Then I saw it, she was still logged in so I moved quickly over to the computer intending to look at her files. She had been at it again and the page still displayed her latest abusive comment. I discovered that this psycho had also stored many and probably all of her comments and also the stories on which she was commenting. Whatever was wrong with this person was not a little thing and was probably wrong with all of these freaks that put down peoples stories for their own sick amusement, I thought to myself.
Sitting reading some of her shit added fuel to my fire. I hadn’t planned retaliation for today but Meh… I was already there and no one was waiting for me at home so what the hell.
I only had to wait another ten minutes for her to get home. I hid in the spare room that looked like it wasn’t used all that often. When she came in she slipped a movie in the DVD player and stripped off ready for some fun and games. I crept into the doorway and from where I was all I could see were her shoulders above the back of the sofa and the DVD playing. It was some a he/she movie which wasn’t exactly my cup of tea but seemed to please this freak. I imagine she was fondling her tits and rubbing her clit softly as I stood and watched her shoulders move ever so slightly and irregularly. Her breathing became faster and she started bobbing up and down in the chair as I guessed she must be ramming herself with a massive dildo. Just when I figured she was headed toward orgasm I snuck up behind her and threw one hand over her mouth and the other hand containing a knife I had gotten from the kitchen at her throat and said firmly.
“Don’t struggle; don’t scream I just want to talk, ok?”
She nodded her head so I took my hand very slowly from her mouth just in case I had to put it straight back in a hurry but kept the knife at her throat. She had pulled a blanket of some kind across her body but I would get to that after I cuffed her hands behind her back and her feet together. Once I had done this I grabbed a dining room chair and sat backwards on it across the room from her.
“So, a bit of a porn fan are we?” I jeered signalling to the movie still playing in the back ground.
“Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my house ass hole” she hissed.
“Now, now Margaret. It’s that hostility that brought me here to begin with.”
“It’s not rocket science you stupid bitch, I assumed that was your name all over your mail?” I said mockingly.
“Well who are you and what did I do to you, you bastard?”
“Aaaah, I’m glad you asked. You like surfing the net a bit don’t you?”
“It’s not a crime” she snapped.
“And you like to read the odd sex story don’t you?”
No comment was returned this time.
“And you like to comment on the stories you read too don’t you? You horrible little slut”
“I just tell the truth!” she said angrily. “I don’t say anything that everyone else is not thinking”
“Now that is where you’re wrong you poisonous mole. Before I leave this place I am going to teach you some manners.” I said getting to my feet and walking over to her slowly.
“Now you will behave and do as you are told or I will make sure every person you have ever been a bitch to in your comments receives your name and address” I said with a grin.
“And how are you gonna pull that off?” she replied with a confident smart assed grin “
“Well you made that easy by keeping all their stories didn’t you fuck head. And speaking of pulling things off, I’m going to free your hands and you are going to behave and work my cock and then swallow my entire load without spilling a drop, u understand?”
“Fuck you” she snarled.
“Maybe later” I mocked “we’ll start with a blow job and see where we go from there” I said placing the knife at her throat again with one hand while pulling my cock out of my pants with the other. She nodded and looked at the ground as I uncuffed her hands. She grabbed my flaccid monster with both hands and her mouth dropped open in shock mixed with horror.
“You’re not going to fuck me with this are you?” she asked nervously
“We’ll see now get to work”
She tugged using two hands until I was in a semi hardened state and then began circling the tip with her tongue. Either she had had experience at this or had learned quite a lot from her porn collection. She was quite attractive with very long black hair which despite my anger toward her made it easier to be turned on by her skilful work on my cock. I put both of my hands on the back of her head and started ramming into her mouth as she made choking sounds which actually turned me on more. She gasped and gurgled as my bulbous head poked her in the back of the throat repeatedly. She squeezed my ball bag hard making me yell.
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