The Price of Rent Is Paid with Your Ass
She was twenty days late and still wearing that same look of superiority. That night, she learned that in my house, rent could be paid another way.
Women
Women stories, page 3
What Bianca Left Between My Legs at the Office
When she slipped her hand under my desk, I knew that morning wasn’t going to solve a single incident. I could only think of her and what she had just left me.
I Cheated on My Wife with the Brazilian Woman from the Party
I came home at six in the morning with her perfume clinging to my body and my ass still red. My wife was waiting, smiling, suspecting nothing.
That Night I Gave Myself Over to My Fantasies
In front of the mirror, with the dim light and the music low, I discovered that the best company that night was my own: my hands, my vibrator, and a desire that kept growing.
The Afternoon I Was Left Alone and Stopped Pretending
I lowered the blinds, turned off my phone, and for once I stopped thinking about what was right. I just followed what my body had wanted for weeks.
I Touched Myself in the Theater Bathroom Thinking of Her
I saw her legs cross the stage and knew I wouldn’t make it through the whole day. Desire carried me to the last bathroom stall, alone with my own need.
I Imagined Her Between My Legs on a Hot Night
I stripped off because of the heat, closed my eyes, and suddenly there she was, in black lace lingerie, straddling me in my empty bed.
The Fantasy About Another Woman I Never Gathered the Courage to Live Out
I imagine a woman like me: same soft skin, same mouth. We caress each other slowly until there’s no turning back and I finally live out what I’ve dreamed of alone for so many nights.
My Girlfriend and I Wanted to Be Mothers of the Same Man
I came home from the hospital on the verge of collapse and found them both in bed. I didn’t want to sleep: I wanted to feel alive, and that night I decided what would change our family forever.
Renata Discovered in Lucía What Her Husband Didn’t Give Her
They had known each other since adolescence and desired each other in silence. When both married men who let them be free, they stopped hiding.
What My Quiet Classmate Never Dared to Say
She always sat in the back, untouchable, until a kiss on the cheek cracked her armor. I never imagined the most reserved girl in class would end up trembling in my arms.