smut peddler

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~When a breast is *just* a breast…

‘Anonzero’ sat at his computer, musing over said concept while rubbing the two-day growth of stubble on his chin.  It had been another weekend of lacklustre output and even less inspiration, but finally something seemed to be jelling.

THE CONCEPT: how, when someone has become ‘off limits’, their breasts (buttocks, cooze – pretty much ANY body part) becomes… just another body part.  As non-appealing as that of an overweight, unkempt middle-aged and balding old fart.

Mmm…nice visual, that.  Good start.

…time for some liquid breakfast.

Heading toward his fridge, he bypassed it for the cupboard just beside it.  Opening it and surveying the few bottles that were left, he selected one that was already open.

aah…there we go: 40 proof of one’s daily requirements.  Straight up.

…no ice in the freezer, anyway.  Must make a point of getting some, Anon thought.

Yes, he simply must.

No clean glasses, either.  O well.  Saves having to wash another one by drinking directly from the bottle.

Would have to wash the dishes covering the entirety of his counter, too.

At some point.

Meantime…back to the concept.

After attending to the *ping* of his IM, at any rate.   Times gone by it would be someone at the door causing a distraction but, in the relative solitude of his place, that was no longer a problem.  He even had his phone unplugged.

Guess he COULD switch the IM off.

He didn’t, though.  Some things were worth being interrupted for.

Whoever could it be, though?

bbwslut wrote: <are you there?>

Yes, I’m ‘there’, love…I’m HERE…I’m fekkin’ all OVER the place.  Q is, what’s in it for you?

Anon:  <hi>

bbwslut:  you ARE there!  Wanna see something?

*sigh*

Whatever.

Anon: whatcha got?

~bbwslut has invited you to view her webcam~

MMM, thought Anon.  Perhaps this would provide the desired inspiration.

bbwslut:  I bought this with you in mind, sir.  Do you like?

Loosening himself from his jams, Anon’s cock was already semi-flaccid – pretty good turnaround time for a Monday.  What slut was sporting certainly didn’t hurt any.

Anon:  Very nice.

…to be continued…

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