Tag: Porn

Log 018 ~Where Will It End~

WillLeave a comment

One month and some change left before I’m writing the sorriest excuse to a beautiful woman, not to mention all those in my novel but I would have to get published first and the story I’m writing now? “Where Will It End.”

Friday, July 19, 2019

Log 018 ~Where Will It End~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now but still not published. I’m getting closer to finishing one more story that remains nameless today, but I need to feel; accomplished. There is not much of that for me these days. I quit writing to be called Ma’am at Taco Bell. One more reason to choose the Starving Artist path.

What am I a sim? Well, I want to be a customer, but time is not on my side when it comes to Alice Little. Didn’t I say I hate letting pretty girls down? When I started talking to her, I figured, get published become a success. Lady Sophia I’ve wasted a month and a half, hell a year. Alice is texting now, and she won’t buy some story of sorry I trashed your time. I always feel like I need an excuse for being in the way. Women though, I tell myself there is some woman out there waiting. A wonder I go young, not go to jail young but again TTB. If anything, I need to be writing a scene for Nevada. Only this isn’t my novel, and we’ll get to that. I’m sure I still have my Purge “Party” Fantasy somewhere but haven’t been looking for it.

How about my life story or my son’s who’s lying right here next to me sleeping. I read something horrible that I won’t dare repeat, but I want B III to have everything. A yard I’m not scared for him to play in for hours. I’m always worried about his health. He needs a mom and siblings and being fourteen, bless his patient heart. What about me though, the answer still is, I didn’t think I would make it this far. I’ve seen a new version of The Lion King. There are now ten seasons of The Walking Dead. Hell, I am blessed with so much and dare to dream of more. I should be working harder; I did around 2100 words today before I went for food. I’ll make the deadline for Camp NaNoWriMo for sure but let’s talk about sex baby the song says.

Is that what I’m calling my novel. As for now, the group is wading through blood and “other” body fluids. The Beast is losing his tattoos with help from his wife and yes I’m planning an orgy so ask again Where Will It End.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 011 ~How I Will Tomorrow~

WillLeave a comment

“Some of you love sleep more than you love success,” Eric Thomas said, and that’s one more reason I should be; no I won’t get upset, positive vibes and tomorrow will be better I keep saying. How I Will Tomorrow

Friday, July 12, 2019

Log 011 ~How I Will Tomorrow~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, and tomorrow I’ll have more. If that’s one thing that remains constant, it’s my need for more, for everything. Let’s have more words, time, money, fucking self-control (Language). At least today’s story isn’t about giving another chick money. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t quarrel with strippers, pornstars, models, you know I have hired and discovered quite a few. If anything, I would rather spend money and not another piece of my soul. Yeah, what’s another dollar for something I don’t use, ahem Brainbuddy, or Momokun.

Now that’s a “gripping” story, not paying to avoid porn or a grander stash. You see Lady Sophia some things that should be bigger, my cushion for my novel. Last week I was touting a five-thousand-word victory, and I barely got two thousand today. If only excuses sold so easy, B III was sick; I’m addicted to Marz, I napped too long. Hell the writing I did today I’m not too happy with, remember I was looking forward to The Corpse of Anna Fritz. The chapter ended a bit early, 2500 words as always, and I’m nearly halfway done, you know. I can still do worse, I had one character sucking a man’s penis, minus the man keeping it; too graphic? Today isn’t Thursday, and I was in no mood but this afternoon, dammit Momokun.

I could tell you all about my dream girl, umm Alycia Debnam-Carey. Anyway, I add all women all shapes and sizes, races too, though I do owe an apology to a Bailey now. Tomorrow who will be next, Chapter 12: The Horrors of Heavy Petting. What will Audrey do now that she knows she’s an Android? Do they have a plan to deal with those infected girls in the bedroom? Will Audrey continue to love The Beast. Hell will this book ever see the light of day. “Gulp” does have a chance of seeing a million Kindles if I pull the trigger and get it published. It won’t cost me everything and would be my way of testing the waters. One more bit of writing to ruin without playing. What did I say about Marz watching her entire “Heavy Rain” playthrough? Might as well spoil “Until Dawn” heard it’s fantastic.

Not like I’ve had time to play games with not writing, taking naps, and broken promises, How Will I Tomorrow?

I Will Have No Fear

Log 004 ~Give Me 5000 Will~

WillLeave a comment

How long have I been up in one way or another and by the time I finish this it will be a new day, so why am I still writing, as the song goes the love of the art or my motivations on Discipline, how about I have nowhere else to go. Give Me 5000 Will.

Friday, July 5, 2019

Log 004 ~Give Me 5000 Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but I still need to hustle. Do you see what time it is but I put down another Five Thousand words today and why? I told myself I was going to and I’m not getting paid anything. Can we not talk about DIMES money or women?

Unfortunately, the list of women I owe apologies to grows ever longer. Audrey, Savannah Chrisley, such and such who got me to start a blog. A cosplayer who is also a cyber playmate, to name only a few. I wonder if I wasn’t writing about sex, would this process be quicker. When I first thought up writing novels, it never took this long. As always Lady Sophia, I am a traditionalist when it comes to NaNoWriMo so Fifty Thousand Words. Can’t say they are worth anything, though, each chapter having a “sex scene.” Comes off as a hastily written wet dream but again what time is it? I was so busy fighting off a certain kind of feels, and then there’s eating. True enough let’s say an NPC decides to taste the Cosplayer rather than only receive a blowjob. With these Chapter Titles, you know:

We Pretend That We’re Lead
Ass The Face Of Pen
A Type Of Unsolicited Dick
The Shades That Paint Her
Shaved Crayon In The Box
The Skin He Lives In

The first five chapters are writing implements. Now the next will be canvases, and five more will be types of writers. Do I dare still call it Erotica or let’s go with only porn? The novel today doesn’t have a real name, but The Faces of Momus is a stand-in for now. I’m sure I told you before, but it’s about a man that has faces carved onto his back. Each carving and tattoo is of one of his victims. It’s starting to sound a bit like Into The Badlands meets Glass. You can also throw in a bit of Sick Fux by Tillie Cole. You know the Hyde Persona. When we last left our “heroes,” Audrey has to convince the cosplayer to have sex with the tattoo artist. Also who the Cosplayer works for is the man that will not die, The Dragon “Prophet.”

I can’t tell you where the story is going; the world has a mind of its own. Characters talk too much; Give Me 5000 Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 364 ~Will To Count On~

WillLeave a comment

From running around the city, to feel like I’m back in school and all, with the backpacks and a ton of shoes and all the math involved and one, is a lonely number, but two sure knows how to torture and a million geez. Will To Count On.

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Episode 364 ~Will To Count On~

To Will:
I AM a Millionaire right now, but do you plan on staying that way? Today has been hard in more ways than one I know. To be honest Day 364, do you believe there should be something else to it? Two years of writing and what do you have to show for it, Will? Hell, you’re still more inclined to spend a thousand or so dollars on tits than a publishing contract. You were more concerned with missing a day of voting than getting in touch with Outskirts Press. Talk about giving up, them, and you no doubt.

Still not thinking about @TheAliceLittle and the commitment there? A man’s word or more to the point put your money where your mouth is Will. Speaking of which, another PCH Sweepstakes and loss. Do you remember when you played four hours a day? Then came that day they came to your state, driving around, this was it and then well, no. Now you spend four hours sometimes holding meetings with yourself. Trying to cut it down to two hours and forty-five minutes, but what’s stopping you? TTB, Vault Girls, Angie Varona, Little Lupe, but you’re not watching. No, it’s another pair of TITS that holds you, and since they’re covered, you’re still in good standing. Well, something is standing at attention with all the stress. From what, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
    Failed
  5. I AM Preparing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls
    Failed
  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
  5. I AM Writing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls

Zero is a number you have no problems with my friend. What about four (back in high school) or 1,800 that’s nowhere near the dream with @TheAliceLittle. 1,200 does nothing for somebody else. Fourteen is your son’s age. 730 is the reason you started a blog in the first place. 970 is the least for publishing and what will you have to show for it I ask? One is who you should be thinking about, and five is the best he can do this week; always is. You want scarier numbers what about fifty thousand for NaNoWriMo this month. Two months to find a way to Nevada. Three hundred sixty-five days isn’t that right; you said you’d have one million. Numbers are funny. This morning a man couldn’t buy beer; it’s Sunday, and they have to wait until noon. Pick a number Will, any amount.

Two usual does it, a pair of legs, breasts, hands, whatever. My point is as always you have to be better; Will To Count On.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 362 ~You Writing A Will~

WillLeave a comment

I’ve never been the hero of my story and no wonder I’m so tired, writing what everyone else would make me out to be; the difference between enjoying writing and hating myself for it daily. “You Writing A Will?”

Friday, June 28, 2019

Episode 362 ~You Writing A Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, but I want to leave my future family with more. Yesterday I was 51% Dead 49% Living, well I did talk to Dirty Diana. If anything I was only alive from the time it took me to turn into Leonard from Big Bang Theory: A XXX Parody. No, I didn’t watch it, but that hasn’t stopped me from wasting valuable “sexual” energies on other things. Am I still going on and on about my Pinterest boards? 120 Sections, that’s 119 girls the last being chicks tied up in ribbons and sashes.

I’ve said it before the true stories of depravity, desire, and deviants, always get me going. Fucked Up I know (LANGUAGE). Speaking of which I might go to see Avengers: Endgame again with all the extras. I want to be the man that finishes what he starts, but that too would be put in the fiction section. These days Lady Sophia the story is, I wake up, work if I must, sleep, and come up with dirty names for women. Of course, that wouldn’t matter if I was a woman or I was looking at millions. Could my compilation of poetry get me those millions? Of course, I take a look at my Enormous Penis. Talk about having some positivity today. I have pants on finally; it’s payday, B III is his usual self. Don’t say I’m never grateful for the things I do have.

I have naughty ideas for my next story though the last novel I wrote remains nameless. It’s impressive when I can come up with all sorts of names. Teaching Tight Tatum, Atop Amateur Ashton, Misunderstood Missionary Megan (Homer drools). I’ll own that brothel yet and make Dennis Hof proud. Hell, I’ll know infamy like Jimmy Stephens. I don’t bother with my “father,” but that’s something I can’t bring myself to erase, his friend request. His story would play out better than the two men I mentioned. Family man, the beautiful wife, paying for a Ne’er-do-well son, churchgoer, upstanding American. No, I will instead be a brothel-owning, babe banging, model hiring, Republican. Trying to stay out of jail, that is winning.

I want to write a story of a dream made a reality, I’ll tell it in print, in checks, contracts, covers, and of course NDA’s. For now, though my life needs a few edits. You ask, You Writing A Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 357 ~Backbreaking Escape Of Will~

WillLeave a comment

One more week down, I only worked three days but between shuffling B III between the Vet and back home so I could go shopping, from buying Chinese “everything” to stopping at Taco Bell am I carrying the world or traveling. Backbreaking Escape Of Will

Sunday, June 23, 2019

Episode 357 ~Backbreaking Escape Of Will~

To Will:
I AM a Millionaire right now, and you have gained a dollar more. $565.16 if we count up your savings to this point today. So why should you be afraid? Do yourself a favor and don’t ponder that question. If anything you’re more pissed; animals don’t know any better, but people do and let’s say that today was a long walk. A long walk for Atlas for its one thing to have the world on your shoulders. Now take that same world when it’s in pieces trying to keep it all together Will.

No wonder all you want to do is rest. Eric Thomas says if you can look up, you can get up. I don’t think he was talking about the internet. What have you searched this week that helps with your future? A Cup Cuties #2 with Alyssa Branch, there’s Marsha May, how about Sara Luvv from FTV Girls. My how you do enjoy “Is That Porn” even yesterday you were too far gone. Hell, last night was better than the one before, B III going all over the place. Surprised your neck doesn’t have more kinks, up down, over and over. If we’re going to talk about kinks from Fondling Fetching Faith, to Latex Losing Lena. My Mistress Mattress Michon. Don’t look down, right but it beats the shit (LANGUAGE) all over the place. Speaking of which, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I Will Keep It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I Will Be The “Father” B III Deserves
    Failed
  3. I Will Name My Novel And Write A Back Cover Of It
    Failed
  4. I Will Review The Five
    Failed
  5. I Will Have “GULP” Published, $1,212 Outskirts Press
    Failed
  6. I Will Finish Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls Failed
  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” B III Deserves
  3. I AM Naming My Novel And Writing A Back Cover Of It
  4. I AM Reviewing The Five
  5. I AM Preparing For NaNoWriMo, A New Novel
  6. I AM Finishing Reading Beauty in the Broken: A Diamond Magnate Novel by Charmaine Pauls

Burn rubber as the song goes, but your soul needs rest. No, I’m not going to get all religious on you or become your teacher, another zero. The fact that you got up and aren’t going back to bed. Lounging on pillows or the love seat sigh. That my friend is a miracle, it’s you attempting to escape your mediocrity. For others, it’s far too easy running away, a blocked button, a monstrous word like stalking. How about another sort of report card? According to Pinterest though my influence is growing. You’re so full of quotes today like that one from O’Brien in 1984. What about Beauty in the Broken that you should have read by now. You spend so much time down that the book looks brand new when you rise again. Is that why all these synapses are firing off now, The Kinks, HIMYM, Victoria, Don’t Look Down, Biker Boyz, on and on.

“Burn rubber but not your soul” Biker Boyz

“Sometimes, Winston. Sometimes they are five. Sometimes they are three. Sometimes they are all of them at once. You must try harder. It is not easy to become sane.” 1984

You’re Limitless, but you must know Backbreaking Escape Of Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 348 ~The Will Of Three~

WillLeave a comment

At one point in life, I wanted to be a journalist when I couldn’t hack it “In The Navy” I became even more of a poet and stuck with it, then I started writing full-fledged stories, what became of those men. The Will Of Three but no writing this week.

Friday, June 14, 2019

Episode 348 ~The Will Of Three~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now. Only if I were to tell you the story of how I made my first million? Yes, I’m a bit fuzzy on that part, and I can’t blame other stories either. I’m reminded a bit of school when the answer was always I don’t want to talk about it to everybody.

Of course, my stories these days center around my three biggest sins. Again we start with LUST; I’ve been working on my virtual harem the past few days. Still not counting it as porn, Pinterest. You’re not Inspector Echo but again a sin that got me kicked off. I’ve lost myself in one of my heroes lately dying to know how he started up. If it’s not that, it’s The Handmaid’s Tale, why do I find that show so sexy? I guess anything can be when you’re on NO FAP and these days are rough. Strangely though my anger has again stayed squarely with me though I’m sure I frightened two more women. One more reason to make money but we will get to that. I haven’t even read a whole lot of Beauty in the Broken, and it’s great. No, I’m busy deciding between Madeline Brewer’s singing and Sydney Sweeney being the good girl.

Bad boys get good girls, which brings me to my GREED as always. I did get to share a story about B III since he got his nails trimmed. Speaking of sharing the wealth I did donate to a cause but not because of it. No, I’m still running around playing Trump saying that’s the way the world is. Luckily for me, I’m not taking over yet. I wish I could say I was only helping a friend, yeah a woman I saw naked once upon a time. Couldn’t I make more money if I published my book? No Lady Sophia I haven’t thought about Outskirts Press to be cheated.

The world is full of remarkable stories and didn’t I bring up Trump. Now that’s the same old story; white men get away with everything. I don’t mean to get racial considering my views on Interracial Sex. If anything that’s the least of my problems, same as LBGTQ. Love stories are all the same, so why bother with my SLOTH? I have so many tales Lady Sophia, you know that but The Will Of Three.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 341 ~The Story Will Move~

WillLeave a comment

If you only knew how difficult this was to write, hell I would be better off talking about serial killers instead of being reminded of long ago wars, not Vietnam, now WWI or WWII I respect those soldiers but what about these men. The Story Will Move.

Friday, June 7, 2019

Episode 341 ~The Story Will Move~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now, and as I said, it will move to a billion, then a trillion. The word will become something I’ve never heard or can let alone pronounce. As much as I like writing, it’s like I’m living in “1984” seeking their eradication. “The Handmaid’s Tale” yet again? Today I was reading up on the “Sons Of Jacob.” Excuse me the Republican Party, speaking of being silenced by YouTube. Now don’t hate me My Lady, but I agree in these days we must be FEARFUL of our words.

Now yes I’m a sellout, I’m up for selling any word that moves me ahead. Benjamin Franklin, Ulysses S. Grant, Andrew Jackson, talk about forward. There are reasons though I know Carlos Simon-Timmerman, Jimmy Stephans, Bill Clinton ha. Why I aspire to be Dennis Hof, Larry Flynt, Hugh Hefner, what about Jimmy again? Donald Trump is the worse, but I don’t hate him for sleeping with porn stars and playmates. Indeed, Lady Sophia of the crimes I know, “speaking” about women well it depends. I’ve said it before, he speaks of destroying souls, his hate seeks to engulf the world.

His story takes us back as the narrator said in the Twilight Zone of those who want to turn the Earth into a graveyard. You know I am one even to check my language. Only like the word LOVE, swearing is far too often. Lies are as well, and fiction isn’t lying, for a time it is somebody’s truth we can share. It’s why I’m a poet, a novelist; I am going to be published. The truth will set you free, but somehow it’s like moving to a zoo. You can only go so far, Lady Sophia. So where will my words take me? Again Everything and Everywhere to Everyone

What about everyone, Mr. Timmerman was arrested for “Little Lupe the Innocent.” Jimmy Stephens took a hit for True Teen Babes. Bill Clinton faced impeachment for a bit because of an intern’s blowjob. Dennis Hof owned brothels. Larry Flynt took bullets for interracial pornography. Hugh Hefner got the Playboy Mansion. Jimmy again set the stage for beautiful young women. Not one of these men did any harm, Clinton was President, and now we got Trump. I’m not looking to move into the White House or a prison cell. I ride words, The Story Will Move.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 334 ~Tit For Tat Will~

WillLeave a comment

Is writing on your skin anymore personal than writing these things, only a thought but I write and should be reading every day, I owe myself a few tattoos, a published book, and Chinese for lunch but here I am. “Tit For Tat Will.”

Friday, May 31, 2019

Episode 334 ~Tit For Tat Will~

Hey Lady Sophia,
I AM a Millionaire right now. How I long to tell you the story of how I made my first million. Two hundred thousand people having faith in me seems unbelievable. Like telling myself, B III will live forever or the fact that I even woke up.

If excuses were stories, I would be all over the place. I meant to read Think And Grow Rich; it’s been two days. I should have read these words already, but I couldn’t get to my table. How about writing down all the promises to myself. The UNIVERSE is so much the better storyteller. Giving me exactly what I’m thinking about, be it “Knock Knock” (2015) with Keanu Reeves. “Tape” with Isabelle Fuhrman and some rather tantalizing topics on IMDB. Still not counting it as PORN because it’s IMDB. It’s not like I’m looking up “Dirty Movies” like I said Cherry wanted me to watch a movie. A classic after I read the book, not that I’m blaming her. I think I’ve done enough to her as she’s reading “Sick Fux” she’s getting dirty looks.

I’m sure I would see one in the mirror if I cared to look. This whole post would be nothing but lists if Triple B didn’t need to go out. So I grabbed a pen and paper on my way back to bed. Should I be telling you the story of how lazy I am? Yesterday was Unload. This morning after I did my morning routine, I promptly fell back asleep. That is another story a sex dream. I think I know who the girl was, and I could find her in my collection. Only that would be a step too far. I mean Patreon will ruin my porn free streak, (I only saw her topless for a second). Regardless of what Brainbuddy thinks. Clearing my collection away would be watching pornography and would set me right back at one.

At least I’m not telling you I failed, which I did in the dream. Now the only reading I’m doing is the time on the clock and a Chinese menu. On top of dollars and let’s go ahead and call it a million bucks. The next will come when I pick a title for my new book, and I’ll start getting tattoos to remember them all. “Tit” meant something else right; Tit For Tat Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 285 ~Will Is Cloning Around~

WillLeave a comment

I love success, more than I like to sleep, though there is a part of me that wants nothing but a bed and by next month I’ll be in full recovery mode, with another first draft and as always, a million dollars. Will Is Cloning Around

Friday, April 12, 2019

Episode 285 ~Will Is Cloning Around~

Hey Lady Sophia,
How To Make One Million Dollars? Well at least for an hour and a half, sometimes less. (Thank You B III) I can believe, I have it sitting in the bank. I could if I published a book you think? Still, even in that, they all turn out the same Lady Sophia.

You know how I tend to put myself into every novel I write. Of course, talking to you and the girls will get the “real” man arrested at some point. Then thrown into a cold cell; I had to turn the A/C on today, again Triple B is happy in his way. Even something as small as this forces me to evolve to learn and grow. “In My Place” as it were; and from dreams to books, and of course “The Law Of Attraction.” I will one day find myself working out of a brothel. So today in my story, Dr. Ember Bridgette Morgan a.k.a. “Angie Griffin.” Also (The Blonde) a.k.a. Alison Angel will discover their bosses are clones of the Main Character. Like Shusaku, Isaku, Kisaku from the Hentai.

Hell, why am I even talking about porn today? Other than the stresses of the Day Job and I come back, attempting to be a better man. Is Chinese food fit right? Doing the Morning Routine, meditation, hypnosis, breathing exercises, rewriting the man I am. Every one of these teachings, some say to work hard. Others speak you have to believe and live as though you have everything you want. Then there’s the one that is going to stay up late, writing the story because I can’t fall behind again. My characters find themselves lost, as I am as of late. If only compared to my life? Yes leave me to wander around a book store looking at half-naked females, and I would be good.

As made as my reputation is at the Day Job. See I had to stop the name calling that was coming and think “One Million Dollars.” Anyway, how they see me at work is written in stone, and that’s exactly how I feel when I walk in. The question is, who in the world do I want to be in the end. So I know, it’s why I’m up so late because this is my life, I’m fighting for, running to, writing down. So don’t think Will Is Cloning Around.

I Will Have No Fear