Let me admire them. Ah. You're divine, my mistress. Put them on me. I like to feel them. Give me one to feel between my lips. I want to make them wet for you. Now on the back. Harder, press. Have no mercy, my mistress. I can barely stand on the left one, the right one sings on his ribs. Just a little more and he ejaculates. I hope. I'm afraid I might kill him, darn, I might perforate a vein or an organ. I shouldn't stress myself. Look at him. That's what he wants. If he dies, at least he dies in pleasure. And at least death wore 6 inch high-heels.

(Translated by Diana Stănescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In February 2022, the group has 7,950 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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