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TakingBackSunday

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the thread in which we post our own literary works
« on: July 17, 2013, 02:11:28 AM »
Since I think most folks here are strong writers, I feel as if we've all taken time to write some poems, fiction, screenplays, etc.  Thought it'd be cool to share them with each other.  I have four...possibly five screenplays for ya'll if you wanna see them but I thought I'd dump a poem I wrote two years ago to get started

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Enclosed in a field, let loose in a cage.
What difference is there? There's no such thing as age.
Meet the Wisemen and spit in their face,
Turn around and run in place,
Take heed the clock and the race the minute hand
and realize that your brain is second-hand,
Passed down, refurbished, but with faults,
Sell it back to them and join their cult.
'Cause that's their fuel and there's no short supply
'cause we're all forced to comply.
Where are we going?
What are we seeing?
What are we hearing?
What are we knowing?
Is that the sound of Information overflowing
or is it the smell of tears in the wind that's blowing?
Is it the establishment awaiting our calling
or the realization that we're all just stalling
Death, or the ironic punctuation on a plagiarized sentence
since what we're doing is defined as impotence?
Altruism has no place.
Shut up, be quiet, get out of my face.
Live our lives, according to scheme
but what about people living in-between?
What of us who wish to be seen?
What about life being green?
It's the world that has deaf ears
and it's army are the people who can't contain their fears.
This is no dies irae, not a compass that points the way,
but rather a mirror, to peer in, look in those eyes and say
"I'm enlcosed in a field, let loose in a cage."

It is oh so college, and sometimes I'm either proud or absurdly ashamed of it.  Sometimes I think its good, sometimes I think of it as:

 

Regardless...Rimbaud in inspiration, Dylan in practice.  Take that as you will.
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #1 on: July 17, 2013, 02:30:38 PM »
no reponses confirms my suspicions that this fucking sucks  :lol
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« Reply #2 on: July 17, 2013, 02:51:39 PM »
Mine are all erotica stories.  Don't think you guys wanna read them.

I am working on some Matrix fanfiction though!

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #3 on: July 17, 2013, 02:53:34 PM »
do ascii loli drawings count as literary works?
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« Reply #4 on: July 17, 2013, 03:05:06 PM »
Please post the erotica stories, Mups.
I'll have to go through them and remove some forum member's names and stuff first

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« Reply #5 on: July 17, 2013, 03:13:22 PM »
no reponses confirms my suspicions that this fucking sucks  :lol

Yer no Billy Corgan.
« Last Edit: July 17, 2013, 03:15:56 PM by Robo »
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #6 on: July 17, 2013, 03:52:22 PM »
Please post the erotica stories, Mups.
I'll have to go through them and remove some forum member's names and stuff first
keep mine in there please
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« Reply #7 on: July 17, 2013, 04:02:31 PM »
YOU SICK MOTHERFUCKERS
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Selena opened up her tupperware container.  She saw the same boring lunch she always eats; white rice and flank steak.  She begrudgingly put it in the microwave and set the timer for 2 minutes. 
 
She began to zone out when she heard her name being called.  She turned around to find her boss standing in the doorway of the breakroom.  Next to him was a tall, white man in business casual clothes.  "I'd like you to meet John." her boss said.  "He's going to be working with us for a few weeks.  He'll be helping to create a new system to track orders in the computer."  Selena shook John's hand and exchanged some pleasantries, but her mind was mostly focused on how handsome he was. 
 
After a few moments her boss took left with John to introduce him to the rest of the office.  Selena ate her lunch, but couldn't stop thinking about how she felt like a schoolgirl again.  She was happily married but she figured there was never any harm in looking. 
 
Thoughts of John began to fade over the next few days as she didn't see him in the office.  Then one day as Selena was in her office working she heard a knock at the door and looked up to see John standing in the doorway.  "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." John said.
 
"Not at all." she replied.
 
"Great!  If you have some time I need to install a few applications and set up your laptop to work with the new system"
 
"That's fine. I just finished up if you want to go ahead and do it now."
 
John smiled politely and entered her office.  John pulled up a seat next to Selena and adjusted the mouse and keyboard for his use. 
 
Selena found herself nervously unable to think of anything to say.  The feeling only became worse as she smelled became intoxicated by the smell of his cologne. 
 
John began with the small talk.  He asked Selena "So how old are you?  You look very young to work here."  Selena blushed and laughed.  She told John that people tell her that all the time.  She told him she was 27.  John was surprised and told Selena that he was 33.  The small talk continued and eventually John asked Selena if she was married.  For the first time in her marriage she found herself at a loss for words when it comes to her husband.  She managed to tell John that she has been married for 4 years and her husband's name is Tom.  But it was John's response that caught Selena's attention.  It was simple, but said so much.  "Oh that's too bad." 
 
Before Selena could think about how to follow up his comment or what it meant John said "Alright.  I'm all done."  Selena managed to fumble a "Thank you." before John left her office.  However, the words and the possible implications of them stuck with Selena the entire evening.
 
That night while she was lying in bed next to her husband they were still echoing in her head.  As Tom's hands began to caress her body and his lips were kiss her neck she still thought of those words.  She was just unable to remove them from her mind.  Even as Tom's lips moved slowly down her body until he was between her legs licking her slowly she kept thinking about John.  The more she tried to fight the thoughts, the louder they became.  Her eyes were closed and she was trying to concentrate.  She wanted to orgasm.  Tom's tongue was inside of her and moving faster and faster, but she just couldn't climax.  She kept trying to push the thoughts of John from her mind, but she wasn't able to.  She was resisting until she couldn't any longer.  In a burst she imagined that it was John licking her.  She imagined that it was John's hands on her body.  John was her lover.  It only took a moment before she moaning and gasping.  Her hands were grabbing Tom's hair and holding him close to her pussy while she bit her tongue to avoid to yelling John's name.
 
The next morning she kept thinking about the previous night's fantasy.  She was staring at her computer and the Office Communicator window was open.  She was John's name and bright green light next to it indicating that he was available.  She couldn't think about what to send or how he might respond.  She thought about what she might say.  Maybe she needs help, but with what?
 
She became frustrated.  She'd always been a straight forward person and she assumed it was the best course of action in this situation too.  She opened up the chat window and asked the question that had been bugging her for 24 hours. 
 
"What did you mean yesterday?" she asked.
"When?" John replied.
"Before you left my office.  You said something.  What did you mean by it?"
"Oh."
 
Office Communicator indicated that John was writing something, then he stopped.  Then he'd start writing again.  He did this for a few moments while Selena began to grow impatient.
 
"Oh what?" she demanded.
"I just meant that you're beautiful."
 
She didn't know how to respond.  It wasn't the answer she was expecting, but she also didn't know what answer to expect.  She didn't know what to say.  Moments turned into minutes.  Then John was the one who became impatient.
 
"You're not going to say anything?  I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He said. 
"It's not that. I just don't know what to say." she replied.
 
Suddenly, she felt much more comfortable.  She felt like that schoolgirl again. 
 
John typed "Well, you're married so it doesn't matter anyways."
 
Selena's heart sank.  She was surprised by how much she didn't want him to say that.  She hastily responded with "Not necessarily."
 
"What is that supposed to mean?" John asked.
"It means that me being married doesn't have to stop you."
 
But truthfully Selena wasn't sure what it meant.  She just knew that she didn't want John to stop looking at her the way he did.  She didn't want to stop feeling this way. 
 
She waited for a response from John.  Her heart was racing and she wasn't sure what she was doing.  Then she received a response from him: "Let's talk about it tonight then.  We'll go to dinner after work."
 
She was so excited the only thing she could manage to type was "Okay."
 
The rest of the day seemed to crawl by.  She counted the minutes until 6:30 when she could leave.  When the time finally came she went downstairs into the parking garage and John was standing near her car.  He smiled and suggested that they ride to the restaurant together.  She accepted and got in his car.
 
When she got in she wasn't sure what she should say.  She wasn't sure what to do either.  Luckily she didn't have to think about it.  John leaned over and kissed her slowly.  It only lasted a few seconds, but it felt much longer.  It had been so long since her lips had touched someone else.  Selena responded by pulling John back and kissing him instead.  Her tongue was in his mouth tasting him.  Her hands were busy touching him everywhere she could.  They rubbed his arms up to his shoulders and down his body. 
 
She wanted him right then and there.  Her right hand was between his legs rubbing his dick.  She unzipped his pants and reached inside.  She felt his warm, thick cock.  It was already hard and nearly busted out of his pants.  She rubbed his dick in her hands up and down.  She explored every inch of it in a matter of seconds.  Now she wanted to taste it.  She pulled her lips away from his and wrapped it around the head of dick.  It tasted amazing.  Her tongue was rubbing all over it as she slid her lips up and down taking his big thick dick all the way down her throat.  He was pulling her hair and guiding her while she sucked it.  She noticed that her pussy was already soaking wet.  With John's cock still in her mouth she started to pull her pants off. 
 
As soon as they were off John's hand was deep in her pussy.  First it was one finger, then two and then quickly three of his fingers were pounding her wet pussy.  She loved it, but she wanted his dick.  She pulled it out of her mouth and climbed on top of him. 
 
His dick was so big it felt like it was splitting her pussy.  She had to ease onto it slowly until it was all the way in.  Then she began to ride him.  First slowly while he pulled her big tits out of her shirt.  And then faster as he began to slap her ass and bite her nipples.  She felt her orgasm coming.  His hand was squeezing her ass hard and grinding her onto him.  As her pussy started to cum she grabbed his head and squeezed him tighter against her tits and one of his fingers entered her ass.  While she was cumming she could feel his cum exploding from his cock into her pussy as they both pushed against each other they had completely finished.  She stayed on him afterwards with both of their cum mixing together and she slowly kissed his lips over and over while she just enjoyed him being inside of her.

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #8 on: July 17, 2013, 04:14:45 PM »


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When the wife of a politician is murdered in the isolated port-city of Illdara, junior detective Allison Newberry is sent in to keep the case from growing cold. It's the assignment that no one else wants to deal with.

The case is immediately complicated by the nature of the city. Everyone is cold and unfriendly, unwilling to answer even the most basic questions from an outsider. Even the chief inspector is more concerned with Allison's eventual departure than with the actual outcome of the case.

To make matters worse, clues are scarce and little about the murder makes sense. No attempt was made to hide the woman's body, nor was her money or jewelry taken. The initial investigation turns up nothing but dead ends. Then a second victim appears: a homeless man killed in exactly the same manner. A single clue is left behind, the petal of a flower, which leads Allison to the darkest corners of the city.

The suspicion and paranoia, the empty buildings and empty streets, the whispers of strange happenings in the night, it's clear that something is wrong in Illdara. Somehow it all ties back to the murders, somehow everything makes sense, but Allison constantly struggles against the very nature of the city to try to find some clue, some shred of evidence that will bring the killer to light. Something is wrong in Illdara, something very wrong, and it may put Allison's life in danger.

Even so, murder has been committed and there's still a murderer out there who needs to be brought to justice.

http://www.amazon.com/Murder-at-End-World-ebook/dp/B0072NYPO0




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Having finally returned from her first case, Detective Allison Newberry is immediately sent on to her next: the murder of a famed inventor. But she won't be solving this one alone. Another detective, the opinionated and unlikable Alistair Mooney, has been sent along as her assistant.

The murdered inventor, Gregory Williams, had surrounded himself with a technological world filled with his own creations, even going so far as to build a fake town to act as the outward expression of his personal obsessions. The few who live in the town full-time were utterly devoted to him, even as they despised each other, making it difficult to determine who might have committed the crime.

However, it is not the people or the town that make this case so bizarre. Living within the walls of the house are dozens of automatons, mechanical servants who will never grow tired and will never complain about any orders they're given. One automaton in particular, Maximilian, is far more advanced than any of the others, and even possesses the ability to speak in the voice of his creator.

Allison is suspicious of him, Alistair despises him, but it is not Maximilian that poses the greatest threat to all those gather for the funeral, but rather it is Gregory Williams himself...

http://www.amazon.com/Diamond-Allison-Newberry-Mysteries-ebook/dp/B00BFCMHBW

Honestly, there's probably not much else in this world that I'm more proud of than what I was able to do with these two books.
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Van Cruncheon

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #9 on: July 17, 2013, 04:40:58 PM »
did it woo the panties off sis? please provide illustrative prose describing the encounter if so :drool
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #10 on: July 17, 2013, 04:59:36 PM »
brandnew sidled into the room where his sexy sister was changing into her yoga pants. her sweet can plumped out the lycra nicely, but he pretended not to notice.

"hey sis," he said. "wrote a poem. it rhymes."

"yeah?" she said, shrugging out of her shirt, her tig ol' bitties bouncing sprightly.

"yup. it was inspired by vampire weekend. it's SERIOUSLY amazing. you will love this." he held up a sheet of paper, discreetly ogling her sisterly pulchritude from around the lined sheet.

"i like poems!" she clapped, and reached for the the paper. unfortunately, she'd unclasped her bra, and her tetas spilled into view.

TO BE CONTINUED
« Last Edit: July 17, 2013, 10:11:38 PM by Van Cruncheon »
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nudemacusers

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #11 on: July 17, 2013, 05:05:46 PM »
please don't stop, I only have so much time to fap.
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Positive Touch

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #12 on: July 17, 2013, 05:14:47 PM »
KEEP GOING
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TakingBackSunday

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #13 on: July 17, 2013, 05:31:37 PM »
moar
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the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #14 on: July 17, 2013, 07:51:01 PM »
"No" hissed the girl as the man explored  her pale naked body. His tongue, which was not gay, immediately looked for a nipple, or failing that one of the big moles that bloom on bitches skin real estate when they pass 28 yrs or so.
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« Reply #15 on: July 17, 2013, 07:51:46 PM »
8/10
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« Reply #16 on: July 17, 2013, 08:01:22 PM »
I feel sorry for Great Rumbler given that his post will be completely ignored as a result of the surrounding posts.

nudemacusers

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« Reply #17 on: July 17, 2013, 08:04:38 PM »
I feel sorry for Great Rumbler given that his post will be completely ignored as a result of the surrounding posts.
actually I read it and bookmarked the second one for later. gotta support my borebros
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #18 on: July 17, 2013, 08:14:21 PM »
I didn't know Great Rumbler was a epublished author. Impressive stuff!

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« Reply #19 on: July 17, 2013, 08:54:43 PM »
Eel too I think.

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #20 on: July 17, 2013, 09:12:57 PM »
Eel too I think.

His is pornographic, right?
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Great Rumbler

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #21 on: July 17, 2013, 09:17:29 PM »
actually I read it and bookmarked the second one for later. gotta support my borebros

I didn't know Great Rumbler was a epublished author. Impressive stuff!

 :rejoice
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« Reply #22 on: July 17, 2013, 09:25:26 PM »
actually I read it and bookmarked the second one for later. gotta support my borebros

I didn't know Great Rumbler was a epublished author. Impressive stuff!

 :rejoice
well before I commit there is at least one robot yaoi scene right?
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Great Rumbler

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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #23 on: July 17, 2013, 09:25:54 PM »
:'(
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #24 on: July 19, 2013, 01:54:41 PM »
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« Reply #25 on: July 19, 2013, 02:23:23 PM »
in high school one of my english classes had an assignment where we had to select one of the short stories in our textbook and then write a "sequel" to it or something that expanded the story. There was a story about a human being held in a zoo and aliens or whatever looking at it in awe. i wrote a story about a lizard detective coming to investigate reports that a human was being kept illegally in a zoo. when he got there the custodian tried to lie his way out of it but eventually a gunfight erupted and the custodian was killed. then the lizard detective found the human and it's revealed it's just a toddler!!! the detective does whats best for society and puts the human down with his .44 caliber pistol. when he leaves the premises he looks up into the night sky to reveal, EARTH! BECAUSE THEY'RE ON THE MOON!
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Re: the thread in which we post our own literary works
« Reply #26 on: July 19, 2013, 03:32:53 PM »
Thread of the month

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« Reply #27 on: July 19, 2013, 03:42:51 PM »
Edit: that was probably too much, even for this forum.

I will take the lack of lolz to indicate this.
someone undelete this. I forgot to save it.
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« Reply #28 on: July 19, 2013, 04:52:58 PM »
show of hands who keeps coming back to this thread for part 2 of drinkys story
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