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NaNoWriMo is National Novel Writing Month. Every year for the last quarter century, writers would challenge themselves to write a novel in 30 days or less. Starting November 1, writers would try to write a novel of at least 50,000 words by the end of the month. This is the writing equivalent of a marathon.
Here's the rules for the challenge:
Writing starts at Midnight, November 1st local time and ends 23:59:59 November 30th.
Novels must...
Rube Goldberg was an author widely known for comic strips and animated films that had complicated gadgets performing simple tasks in indirect, convoluted ways. The writing contest for the month of October, should you choose to accept the challenge, is to write a story with a Rube Goldberg theme.
Perhaps the best example of a Rube Goldberg machine is Ok Go's music video This Too Shall Pass.
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The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the...
Jimmy was naked except for a Jordan Peterson mask similar in style to the Guy Fawkes mask that has become synonymous with the hacktivist collective Anonymous. Only his eyes weren’t covered by the mask. He stood in a woman’s bedroom. The bed was covered by a transparent veil, hiding and not hiding at the same time the body of a woman on the bed.
The author of this story has read and accepted the rules for posting stories. They guarantee that the following story depicts none of the themes listed in the Forbidden Content section of the rules.
The following story is a work of fiction meant for entertainment purposes only. It depicts nonconsensual sexual acts between adults. It is in no way meant to be understood as an endorsement of nonconsensual sex in real life. Any similarities of the...
A groan escaped my lips as he slowly penetrated me, sliding inside as an unwelcome intruder. “You're so big,” I cried out. My protest only emboldened him. Every man loves to hear that his dick is large. I realized my mistake the moment the words escaped my lips. While it wasn't a compliment, the man was in such control as to will it as so. Even the meaning of my words was at his mercy....
He felt guilty for what he was about to do. But what of it? What better way to drown out the feeling of guilt than to bury his dick in her untouched cunt? He might feel guilty now. But he will indulge himself in the pleasure of filling that tight little fun hole between her legs with his cum to his heart’s content. If guilt was the price of admission, then he would make sure that he wasn’t overcharged.
Uhlig löste seinen Griff und trat vor sie. Mit einer Hand fuhr er durch ihre Haare, während sein Blick sie durchbohrte. „Letzte Woche hätte mir deine Hand genügt“, murmelte er, seine Stimme kalt und herausfordernd, „aber jetzt kostet es dich einen Blowjob.“ Steffi fühlte, wie der Boden unter ihr nachgab. Sie wusste, dass eine weitere Woche wie die letzte – oder gar eine Steigerung – sie zerstören würde. Ihr Körper schrie nach Flucht, jede Faser...
I watch as his half erect cock slides through the mirror's surface, until his balls also are there. I get up from the tub and squat with my legs spread wide over the mirror floor, and I press my face up against his balls, letting his heavy cock rest on top of my wet hair as I kiss and lick his balls, before gently sucking one into my mouth and feeling it with my tongue and finally letting it go before doing the same to his other ball. His cock...
Sophia barely made it from her bathroom to her bed before she collapsed. Her exhaustion was understandable as her workday had started 24 hours earlier, and even the hot shower had not been enough to revitalize her. There was only so far one could push the body without rest and Sophia Crest had reached that level. For all intents and purposes she was dead to the world..
I did a horrible thing. And you’re the only one I can talk to about this. I know it’s stupid, but it feels like even you might accuse me once I’m done writing.
