Cringe Copypasta Novels & Stories

No way to clean this up in time. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK."

"Love? Dude, take a good look at yourself in the mirror. If it weren't for your money, who would want to put on an act with some sleazy, overconfident guy like you? You really think you're some big shot CEO? Now that you're broke, of course I'm dumping your pathetic behind." With that, Sandy turned and walked away. As she passed by me, she stopped and immediately plastered a fawning smile. "Ms. Greer, to be honest, I was deceived by him, too. If I had known what a scumbag he was, I never would have had anything to do with him. Besides, I'm sure you're far too magnanimous to hold this against someone as insignificant as me." Watching her grovel like that, I felt nothing but disgust.

Contains sexual scenes and usage of profanity. Yours, E.C.

SHE said that she wanted more, so the young man gave her that. But at that moment, his gentle tongue that tenderly caresses her femininity is gone. Instead, Jason's tongue became like a burning coil. Just a glowing coil of a paintbrush that smears insane but earnest happiness into her femininity. And that gave her reason to let out a series of growls and suppressed screams.

So unsatisfied with mere fingers. Like a girl starved of cọ́ck, I grabbed his pants ready to tear the zippers open. “Can't wait huh?” he chuckled, smirking. Yes, I can't fuvking wait! He dragged down his pants and his hard monstrous cọ́ck dangled out in all of its glory. My body quaked. “You want this…” he groaned, stroking himself. I gulped hard, my body quivering. “You want this…” “Yes, I want it…I want your big cọ́ck stuffed inside me!”

Crysta makes a small, choked sound. And I can’t fucking breathe.

“Did I scare you? I apologize.” He offers his hand to help me get up and I rejected. “I'll get up on my own, thank you very much.” “Why do you have to be so cold around me?” “Why do you have to act so creepy around me?” “Do I come off as a creep?” “You don't come up as a creep, you are a creep.” “I apologize” “Can we just get this over with, what was so important that made you call my phone several times” “I just wanted to tell you how sorry I was how sorry I am”

The danger. It’s…it’s far too poignant. My heart breaking, I open a private browsing tab on the web browser and quickly search for Craigslist in both this city and Athens, Greece. As I do my memory goes back to a conversation I had with Frankie, when he told me that this is the best way he knows for messages to be traded in secret. It seemed like an odd idea at the time, but…well, now it feels like my only option. My hands shake as I open the app. I post a message for him in both our city and Athens. The words pour out of me, each keystroke laden with sadness and resignation.

He opened a new one. Jace: what's your price for attention, Mr. Crane? Because I'm ready to sell mine. And before he could think twice, he hit send