Message-ID: <15014eli$9809050543@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: john_dark@anon.nymserver.com Subject: {Malinov}JDR"Lament of a falling Zero"(MF exhib violence verse)[1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Note: This message was posted by a secure email service. Please report MISUSE OR ABUSE of this automated secure email service to . Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6soj82$n5t$1@sparky.wolfe.net> JOHN DARK REPOST The following story is posted for the entertainment of adults. If you are below the age of eighteen or are otherwise forbidden to read electronic erotic fiction in your locality, please delete this message now. The story codes in the subject line are intended to inform readers of possible areas that some might find distasteful, but neither the poster nor the author make any guarantee. 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If you keep the story, *PLEASE* keep the copyright disclaimer as well. ===================== Lament of a Failing Zero by Lord Malinov "The best revenge is writing well." - Faust Erotically writing a tale to share Amusing, arousing, with genitals bare Teasing fast flashes of creamy white thighs Civil men growling as they feel their cocks rise I typed verbage with flourish, onehanded albeit Six hours I labored to see the thing writ I came seven times as I narrated the facts Roundaboutly converging to a sloppy climax I dashed my fresh prose off toward erotic venues To feed my friends fodder for their night alone blues Jots of lettered excitments became my well-earned prizes "I'm still wetly throbbing having read those sweet lies" But as I revelled in my tale's untarnished glory While the effusive few offered thanks for my story Writing's treacherous adepts of the critical art Sharpened fierce talons to claw out my heart For the sake of the readers, we submit to this trial Bear nitpicking outbursts of sedation and bile Feel the harsh sting of a rogue's knavish wit Endure coarse banalities typed by some ruffian's mitt. The Reviews deemed celestial took the first shot Degrading my prose as a mountain of rot Deriding some old text to prove she knows more About juvenile tastes than the expositive core The voice of the Annex fell low as she leveled her bead Called my imagery flat, cast of words we can't read "Much too long where the orgy should clearly be brief" Another ship rent assunder on the shoals of her reef The polyandrous one joined the fray with light fire Condemned arcane words to a grand funeral pyre Damned grammar quite dead with fragments mispelled Derision ironic crushing wordplay un-yelled Now Rosemary jumped at the chance to insist No credit be granted for the chances I'd missed To beguile mystery, feed her bloody good fun "Stand yourself ready!" while she aims her keen gun Though deflated by critics, I sit back again To spend my frustrations with my virtual pen I'll revenge my harsh critics, let them slowly burn On the spit of their too-brutal tongues; Then they'll learn, Gnashing their fangs, of the morsel I'm crafting A bawdy old lovely with foreplay and afting A tale, quite scrumptious, glowing bright on my screen A piece d'resistance carved in each sordid scene ~A smiling blonde motions me, quick, get inside ~Between the full racks of petite clothes I glide ~In a bare dressing room, check the mirror to reflect ~While her unzipped skirt slips down-thigh direct ~ ~White pantyhose shroud her best shadowy sights ~As her sapphire sweater lifts to expose rich delights ~Succulent breasts, lush ripe melons, thick dark nipples ~Barely encased in a black satin bra, divulging in ripples ~ ~She sits while she looks in the mirror, her eyes gleam ~Thumbs in her waist, she pulls the nylon downstream ~Beneath the gold bush spreads soft lips of wet pink ~I lick my lips hungered, while she teases her mink ~ ~"Is this too short?" asks some girl's voice from above ~"I love to go shopping," my friend purrs, "and I love ~The way you've been watching me, out there and in here ~Now I want you inside me; my mouth, cunt and rear." And though my critics search to black-hearted content Write demanding that these folios be forsoonwith sent I'll steadfastly deny scoundrels all the joys of this draft Leave the masochs to spread wide for the critical shaft Rest assured that my ditty, quite enduring in paces Will soon become famous in all the right places And in the dying last echoes of this praise unrestrained We'll hear wails in the desert, critics unentertained Lament of a Failing Zero by Lord Malinov ===================== Lament of a Failing Zero by Lord Malinov -30- -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----