Chapter 1
Traveling down the back roads of Internet Porn I was on a quest...a mission. I was lost in a state of mind...scouring over pages and pages of amateur pornography forever in search of that one great ultimate cum shot - that majestic facial imprint - The "Mona Sleaza" herself.
'Twas many years ago when I saw her milky covered smile and from that point my life was never the same. Can mere seconds change a man's life? Yes...for in an instance I knew that my life now had meaning...I was reborn and felt a surge of energy bursting through my pants. And though that picture of her wondrous being vanished in a power outage I knew it was a divine message of the Gods themselves testing me as they did Job once upon a time.
In Zen there are some philosophies that I keep close to my heart - it isn't the quantity of pornography one sees but the quality that makes all the difference in one's life. I embrace technology and higher pixel graphics whereupon others go for the poor quality compression. Others take the road of the popular free cum facial sites and live forever in "the big tease" never venturing into the extreme.
"The Mona Sleaza" is perhaps a click of a web page away. It is the journey to find her not the day I find her that carries significance. She is out their and with every breath I take I will keep searching.
(Phredus' quest has begun.)
Chapter 2
The further I delved into the world of Internet porn, the further I removed myself from the physical world. It was in here that I was at home, at one with my horniness. My brain fizzled to life with each and every video download as this T-1 connection became my life giving force supporting my Zen-full existence.
It was on one day in my journey for the ultimate cum shot facial that I discovered a theory that I wish to relay to readers of my enlightened filth. To the casual freeloading dial-upper they would not even catch this incredible theory as the life of the average person is simply mundane - The typical person follows a path from birth to death, seeing perhaps a few hundred videos of online porn, cheating on a spouse or two - and that's it. To them I will share my vast pornographic experience and hopefully they will learn to appreciate that a great smutty world exists and to know it is to live it.
The world of Internet porn you see is controlled by an all male secret society known as "The Illuminanus". These men are dedicated to controlling women and making them subservient to male causes. Years ago they used their vast connections to have hundreds even thousands of woman have their tongues pierced. Then they went on to putting more and more of these women as the top oral sex swallowers and no doubt dumping oral sex refusers in the deep ocean. Slowly but surely "The Illuminanus" saw the fruits of their labor as other women caught on to their subliminal messages and started getting pierced tongues themselves. Men, naturally were clueless, and didn't seem to mind even when their wives and girlfriends had to have their tongues removed from infections caused by a now closed down tattoo shop. You can seldom hear a story about the vast number of tongue amputations, as "The Illuminanus" are sure to squash any such stories.
The reason I bring this up is that in Zen we learn to follow an intercourse, which guides us to the temple of true creaming. Only after attaining orgasm can we cum into new meaning.
"The Illuminanus" are trying to break through my firewall now, so I'll continue this sometime in the near future.
(Phredus has left to take a whiz.)
Chapter 3
Along my long journey toward cum shot utopia, I met a girl on the chat line at cuminmymouthmultipletimes.com who seemed perhaps that missing piece of ass in the equation that I was seeking. Her code name was cumgirl7734 while mine was simply that of ZenMaster. The intense dialog will serve as a life lesson to those who've picked up on the righteous path of Zen smut understanding.
Before expanding into the dialog I need for you the reader to understand that if you take the numbers 7734 upside down you will get the word "Hell". In Zen we know that there's only an Internet Hell and that one outside the online world simply does not exist. The Internet Hell I speak of is the prison one finds him or herself in when he randomly clicks upon one of those "teaser demons" usually surrounded by the words "Free Sex". As pages upon pages of cheap pornographic websites and their accompanied advertisements keep coming out, the person tries to hit the "x" in the upper right hand corner only to discover that another 2 pages follow. Soon pages show up that cannot be removed. The barrage continues unrelenting and then you know the feeling of "Hell". Even shutting off the computer will not free you as your "Hardon" drive has been exposed and once a victim always a victim.
So it was here that my true succubus cumgirl7734 and I carried on a conversation, which relates to my decision to follow a Zen-like way of life. The dialog went as follows:
