A Fictional Story by GretaLarkin. The last thing Glenn said to me before we got out of the car was that he still did not see why Tess had to come. He said it pleasantly. He always said everything pleasantly. Four hours from the airport, and he waited until the engine was off and the trunk was open before he said it, so that if I reacted, I would be the one making a scene in a parking lot. “She’s
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. The gym had been open for three months, and I’d been a member since day one. Every Tuesday and Thursday after work, same routine—forty-five minutes on the weights, twenty on the treadmill, then a long shower before heading home. The showers were open-concept. No dividers, no curtains, just a row of showerheads along a tiled wall with drains in the sloped floor. The kind of setup that forced you to just deal with it. I’d
Read moreA Fictional Story by cheekchloe. Last Saturday started like most weekends at my place. A few people, some wine, nothing planned. It was me, Cassie, and three others—Nora, Becca, and Sam. We’d done this enough times that the rhythm was automatic. Someone brings cheese, someone brings too much wine, everyone ends up in the living room with their shoes off and the music too low to actually hear. Cassie and her husband had been together since forever. I’m talking college-era,
Read moreA Fictional Story by Saeclum113. The day was getting late, with the sun just starting to set on a long day, and Emma just wanted to collapse on her couch. She trudged up the steps to her apartment. Three floors of rooms as rundown as the outside. The stairway smelled like piss, as it did every Friday from their drunk neighbors. Emma wanted to move somewhere nicer, but even with two incomes, it was an impossible dream. At the door
Read moreA Fictional Story by Argonattor. I did this to myself. I want to be clear about that upfront. Nobody outed me. Nobody betrayed me. I handed people the ammunition, loaded the gun, and pointed it at my own foot, and then I pulled the trigger over and over again because some part of me liked the recoil. Here’s how it started. I work at a mid-sized tech company in Austin. About sixty people on my floor, maybe a fifty-fifty split
Read moreA Fictional Story by Cuklife. The air along the salt marshes doesn’t just sit on your skin. It clings to it, a heavy weight scented with the sharp brine of a falling tide and the thick sweetness of rotting pluff mud. For nearly twenty years, that climate had been the silent backdrop to a slow, agonizing distance. When Ella finally packed her things and took a small apartment down near the waterfront, it wasn’t out of explosive anger. It was
Read moreA Fictional Story by limpshrimp83. I’d known Cassie for almost ten years at that point. We met back in college through a mutual friend group, and even though life had scattered most of those people across different cities and time zones, she and I had somehow stayed tight. Weekly texts, the occasional phone call, and every few months we’d rally the troops for a dinner somewhere in the city. Tonight was one of those nights. The restaurant was one of
Read moreA Fictional Story by blackeddesires. “Baby, I don’t think it’s going to get hard…” Holly huffed, stroking his dicklet half-heartedly with two fingers. Alex tipped his eyes to the back of Holly’s head. He had his hands on her hips, and she was sitting on him, her round ass so heavy it felt like it was about to crush his pelvis. Few people would’ve considered Holly fat; she definitely had a fair bit of meat on her, but Alex loved
Read moreA Fictional Story by thewalrus2k. There’s a specific kind of vulnerability that comes with being naked in front of someone you work with. It’s not sexual—or it’s not supposed to be—but it strips away every layer of professional armor you’ve built. You can’t hide behind a title or a desk or a carefully curated persona when you’re standing barefoot on wet tile with nothing between you and the other person’s eyes. I knew this, theoretically, before it happened. I’d played
Read moreA Fictional Story by No-Specialist-1. I should start by saying something that might sound strange: I’ve never been to a munch, never joined a fetish site, never sought out a community or a scene. Every woman I’ve ever been with, I met the normal way—through friends, at work, at a party, on a dating app. Ordinary beginnings. Coffee dates—the slow, tentative dance of two people figuring out if they like each other. And every single one of them has dominated
Read moreA Fictional Story by StorieCap. “So… I just have to put my finger in the scanner?” “Yes, sir,” the nurse answered. In the year 2320, the global government is led by an AI. The system determines your life path based on your genetics and accomplishments. At each life milestone, a new part of your path is revealed by the system. At 18, your sexual role is assigned according to this finger scan. You can be between alpha/dominant [Max score of
Read moreA Fictional Story by JamieDuskbane1. Daniel loved his evening swims; they alleviated some of the stress of college and improved his sleep. There was just one problem, a small problem, a very small problem. As a result, he chose to swim late at night when the pool was empty – as close to closing time as possible. The lack of a bulge in his Speedos was embarrassing; but worse still was showering and changing afterward – by waiting to the
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. ‘Thou who have been found wanting! Thou who lack that most important of qualities a man must have to call himself a man!’ John couldn’t help but roll his eyes. This was all a bit too much. She’d been droning on like this since the LARP started, and his patience was beginning to wear thin. He’d only agreed to come to this because he wanted a second chance with Luna, the girl down the hall.
Read moreA Fictional Story by LilLapper1. There’s a specific kind of courage that comes from drinking at a work Christmas party. It’s not real courage—it’s a chemical override, a temporary suspension of the self-preservation instinct that normally keeps you from doing things you’ll regret for years. And I mean years. Not days, not weeks—years. The kind of regret that surfaces unbidden in the shower, in the car, in the middle of a Tuesday afternoon meeting when someone makes an offhand comment,
Read moreA Fictional Story by NewPersonality3459. I need to set the stage before I get to what happened, because without context it won’t make sense. Or maybe it will. Maybe the humiliation is universal enough that context doesn’t matter. But I need to explain it anyway, for me, because I’m still processing all of it. My name is — doesn’t matter. I’m forty-four years old. Married for sixteen years. Up until about three years ago, I was a normal man in
Read moreA Fictional Story by Mammoth_Dare_2174 Part One: The Incident I’ll get the measurements out of the way upfront so there’s no suspense. Three point seven-five inches. Hard. That’s what I’m working with. On a good day, with the right conditions—optimal temperature, a full moon, maybe a prayer—maybe I crack four. But the honest, ruler-doesn’t-lie number is three and three-quarters. Girth-wise, I’m not winning any awards either. I can wrap my hand around myself and still have fingers overlapping. It’s not
Read moreA Fictional Story by GretaLarkin. There is one question a tailor gets to ask that nobody else on earth is allowed to. Odessa Fontaine has been asking it a long time, and it has never once gotten old. “Which side do you dress on, sugar?” The young man in the booth looked down at her with his belt in his hand and no idea in the world what she meant. “Ma’am?” “Left or right.” She had the tape around her
Read moreA Fictional Story by limpshrimp83. Part One: The Original Bit I was nineteen the first time I bought Magnum condoms. Not because I needed them—God, no—but because my friends wouldn’t shut up about them. We were at a Shell station off Highway 9, the kind of place with flickering fluorescent lights and a rack of energy drinks that looked like they’d been there since the Obama administration. There were four of us: me, my buddy Connor, his girlfriend Becca, and
Read moreA Fictional Story by GretaLarkin. Delia Ruffin got the house, the truck, and the better part of what was in the accounts, and the first thing she did with any of it was put it in a pool. The decree came through over the winter. By the time the ground had thawed, there was a man in her backyard with a can of marking paint, and she stood at the kitchen window and watched him lay it out and did
Read moreA Fictional Story by ABeardsley. “Oooh…” I moaned as I rubbed the last dribbles of cum from rapidly softening cock into the skin lotion container in front of me while huffing the salty scent of the dirty pair of black panties I was holding against my face. Right as I was tucking my 4 inches away, I heard a knocking on the bathroom door. Shortly after, a muffled yell came from the other side of the door. “Hey, Rick! Are
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