Anonymous
10/14/2025, 6:30:58 PM
No.24800295
>>24800117
>Burst into a web novel general.
>Talks about visual novels and pulp.
>Talks about how he hates reading.
What a strange, strange mind.
But honestly, what is so special about description? It’s only as hard and complicated as you want it to be.
Slowly, your neighbor lifts her shirt, revealing a sculpted belly adorned with a silver piercing that matches her wedding ring. Her bronze skin appears slick in the lamplight, glowing like molten caramel.
Your breath catches as heat floods your face and ears. This is so wrong, but you can't look away. You can only lean in, gulping.
She smirks. Her dark eyes reflect mischief as her delicate fingers tighten around the hem of her shirt, not raising it further.
Her: Want me to keep going, Anon-kun? You know there’s no going back from this.
Your eyes snap to her ring. A hollow ache settles in your stomach, and you start shifting uneasily on the bed. The idea of stealing another man’s wife is becoming too real for you.
You: I… I, uh…
Her: *Giggles.* Look at you, acting all shy. Where was that spunk from earlier when you said you were going to show me what a real man looks like, hmm?
She steps closer to you, close enough for you to feel the heat rising from her slick, brown skin, close enough to smell the sweat beneath her perfume, and to taste the salty tang of her desire emanating from every pore.
She is too close.
You: I… I don’t… I mean… *Gulp!*
Her: You don’t want to do this? Oh, that’s too bad…
Her gaze drops as she lowers her shirt.
Panic surges through you, and you scramble to explain.
You: N-no, that’s not what I meant. I—
Before you can finish, something soft and slick is shoved into your mouth. The hem of her shirt.
It’s salty.
Her eyes flick back up, glinting with playful mischief.
Her: It’s too bad because even if you don’t want this… I do. And I don’t take no for an answer. *Laughs.*
Hot sweat streams down your face as her soft hands take yours, guiding them to her damp belly. She guides your palms along the contours of her firm abs beneath velvety skin, leading them down, down, down, until… they land on something stiff down below.
You freeze.
The object is hard and moist, sticky to the touch, and it’s big. Too big.
You: Wh-what is this? What…
She chuckles and leans close to your ear. The scent of perfume dissipates now, leaving only the raw scent of primal desire.
Her: What’s the matter, Anon-kun? A real man should be able to handle something like this, don’t you think? *Giggles.* And even if you can’t… Well, let’s just say, I don’t mind playing the man in the relationship. Hehe!
>Burst into a web novel general.
>Talks about visual novels and pulp.
>Talks about how he hates reading.
What a strange, strange mind.
But honestly, what is so special about description? It’s only as hard and complicated as you want it to be.
Slowly, your neighbor lifts her shirt, revealing a sculpted belly adorned with a silver piercing that matches her wedding ring. Her bronze skin appears slick in the lamplight, glowing like molten caramel.
Your breath catches as heat floods your face and ears. This is so wrong, but you can't look away. You can only lean in, gulping.
She smirks. Her dark eyes reflect mischief as her delicate fingers tighten around the hem of her shirt, not raising it further.
Her: Want me to keep going, Anon-kun? You know there’s no going back from this.
Your eyes snap to her ring. A hollow ache settles in your stomach, and you start shifting uneasily on the bed. The idea of stealing another man’s wife is becoming too real for you.
You: I… I, uh…
Her: *Giggles.* Look at you, acting all shy. Where was that spunk from earlier when you said you were going to show me what a real man looks like, hmm?
She steps closer to you, close enough for you to feel the heat rising from her slick, brown skin, close enough to smell the sweat beneath her perfume, and to taste the salty tang of her desire emanating from every pore.
She is too close.
You: I… I don’t… I mean… *Gulp!*
Her: You don’t want to do this? Oh, that’s too bad…
Her gaze drops as she lowers her shirt.
Panic surges through you, and you scramble to explain.
You: N-no, that’s not what I meant. I—
Before you can finish, something soft and slick is shoved into your mouth. The hem of her shirt.
It’s salty.
Her eyes flick back up, glinting with playful mischief.
Her: It’s too bad because even if you don’t want this… I do. And I don’t take no for an answer. *Laughs.*
Hot sweat streams down your face as her soft hands take yours, guiding them to her damp belly. She guides your palms along the contours of her firm abs beneath velvety skin, leading them down, down, down, until… they land on something stiff down below.
You freeze.
The object is hard and moist, sticky to the touch, and it’s big. Too big.
You: Wh-what is this? What…
She chuckles and leans close to your ear. The scent of perfume dissipates now, leaving only the raw scent of primal desire.
Her: What’s the matter, Anon-kun? A real man should be able to handle something like this, don’t you think? *Giggles.* And even if you can’t… Well, let’s just say, I don’t mind playing the man in the relationship. Hehe!