Roleing

Hey everyone, here is the new chapter! Thank you all for the likes. It really motivates me to continue writing. I am trying to keep the mood of the story constant, adding in back stories, and slowly moving to the kinks. Yes, there are a few places where I’ve mentioned (p**p). I am very aware that this site doesn’t allow it. And I won’t be going into those details, don’t worry. Also, it would be great if you can give me feedback, and suggestions! The night gets interesting… For most of Beth’s adult life, she loved drinking, and partying. The moment someone suggested it, or she being

Chapter Three - I have a confession The afternoon was slow. Post lunch, the younger sibling decided to catch a quick nap, while the older mowed the lawn. It was just around the time of sunset, when Beth poked her head into Anna’s room. She could see her sister passed out, resting comfortably. Her heart warmed seeing Anna in a calm state. Afterall, her sister had been through enough. Beth was tempted to reveal a small plan she had for her. One of known and trusted contacts was looking for a person who had the experience to manage a chain of upbeat cafes. During one of their conversations,

Chapter One - No one saw it coming Things were starting to crumble in Anna’s life. What began as a successful business venture, very quickly turned into a sad state of affairs. Covid-19 washed away the sales of her recently inaugurated bakery, leaving her absolutely devastated. Anna, a young adult, 22 years of age, a born entrepreneur, had completed her education in Business Management, and had dived right into the market. Her vision was clear, open a bakery that sold premium cakes, cookies, biscuits and coffee. Pour in all her resources and expand. She had identified the places to

Hello, you can call me Roleing, as I prefer being anonymous. I've been a part of this site for over a year now. It's kind of my go-to place to explore my fetish, which has everything to do with pee. I am an extreme introvert, so I haven't really interacted much in here. So, here I am, breaking the ice. Every since I can remember, pee has fascinated me. For years, I had love & hate relationship with my kink, but eventually I made peace with it. It's a part of me, and there's nothing really I can do about it. I love writing, and I have posted a few stories here. Apart from that. I enjoy role

Hey everyone, I’ve been a long-time lurker, and I have finally decided to contribute! Leading me to write short stories about a chain of thought which randomly popped up in my mind. We’ve been fortunate to find forums like these, where we can open up, share and discuss our beloved interests. I am pretty sure that many of us here have even confided our likes to other people, aka loved ones. However, I feel there will be many folks out there who haven’t had an opportunity to disclose this aspect about themselves or their interests, due to many reasons. People in this category can range fro

Chapter Three As a copywriter, no conversation feels lull to me. Nicole and I are the kind of people who enthusiastically discuss work. Sometimes, she’s the best soundboard I can have. Though she isn’t from an advertising background, my wife can definitely give me a run for my money. I’d recently been working on this particular campaign. With AI disrupting the way we operate, a prominent client that my agency extends its service had this requirement. They needed a campaign that would have visuals created solely by AI. To cut things short, I had this presentation that I needed to pit

Chapter Two Now that you have a clear picture of our living arrangement, more importantly, about Nicole and me, let me dive right into how things unfolded on the day of our anniversary. Both of us decided to get off work early. As most weekends were spent at pubs, and traveling, we decided to celebrate at home. While Nicole took up the task of ordering food and alcohol, I happily cleaned our apartment, set the mood, and ordered a small cake to amp up the vibe. 07:00 PM The soft light across our home was turned on, a tall bottle of white rum, coke and glasses were laid out on t

While I may have my fair share of imperfections, one thing I can proudly claim is that I'm unwaveringly loyal. However, the love I have for my wife is far from the wholesome sugar coated fairy tales. There’s definitely no till death do us apart and soul mate theory bullshit in our relationship. Love between us manifests itself through acceptance, mutual respect, tolerance and providing each other space to breathe. My wife possesses a remarkable blend of qualities – love, care, empathy, and sweetness. Simultaneously, she grapples with her own insecurities, occasional impulses, sprinkled w

Chapter One - AA Meeting “I am Radha, and I am an alcoholic” introduced a nervous woman, while 15 people seated around her echoed “Hey Radha!” cheerfully. Convincing herself to share at a meeting felt extremely challenging. Plagued by intrusive thoughts - “Maybe the next meeting”, “No one will be interested to hear you”, “what if you stammer, and go blank”, played like a negative campaign in her mind, as she boiled in her own misery. But somehow Radha found that courage, a tiny ray of motivation that stopped the madness in her head, and drove things into action. A 35 year old woman,