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Flash Erotica

Flash erotica stories vary in length from anywhere between one hundred to one thousand words. The aim of erotic flash fiction, is to ensure every word is absolutely necessary. Something erotic is often a fleeting glimpse, a flash, a stolen moment, a secret! The challenge to authors, is to engage the reader and tell a complete story within a limited number of words.

Stories in this category transcend nearly all our other categories.

For readers with only a limited amount of time, or who prefer reading short sex stories, this is the place for you.

Authors should not submit multi-part stories here, they need to be standalone pieces.

Stories should be clearly tagged with as many keywords as possible, so readers will immediately know what kind of content to expect, and not be in for a rude shock!


Seattle Mix Tape - Rope

She’d set me before a floor length mirror so that I could watch her work. It was fascinating in its way.  The blue strands of rope contrasted nicely against my exposed flesh.  She’d positioned me so that I sat on my heels, my knees spread wide, wider, wider, until muscles strained with the effort.  She started with my thighs, attaching them to my calves, the rope forming figure eights,...Read On


The Ice Queen Challenge

Not everyone can handle the cold

"How about one in my vodka tonic?" "Let's see the money first, Bob." Bob dropped a hundred dollar bill onto the stage. Jill popped another ice cube in her mouth, sucked, then slid it into her cunt. The crowd clapped and hooted loudly. Chants of 'Make the shot' could be heard outside the club. Jill tensed her vaginal muscles, thanking God for Kegels, and took the shot. The oval cube came...Read On

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Innocence Surrendered

Once more exploring the boundaries of her subservience in a hotel room.

Her trust means everything to me. The way she stands naked in the centre of the hotel room, arms voluntarily behind her back as I circle; a shark taking in every nuance of beauty I long to devour. The cascade of chestnut locks cover her breasts at the front and brush the midpoint of her spine between the vee her arms make, hands clasped. Her wedding band glints in the lamplight, a stark...Read On


The Legend of Willie Mac II: Rise of Pearl

Willie gets a taste of Pearl’s luster.

“Yer outnumbered, girl!” ‘Girl? I’ll show you girl.’ Willie propped her bowler hat on a stick and raised it slightly over the ridge of her rocky barricade. A ricochet twanged off the boulder before she even heard the shot; a grey puff of earth rose just above her head. ‘Shit.’ “Last chance, girl,” one of them shouted. ”Reward says dead or alive, but as purdy as ya’re,” there was a...Read On


The Reputation of the Professional Sportsman

He has a reputation for not wanting to settle down. But unfortunately, that’s about to change.

Peter Cooke was thirty years of age and at the pinnacle of the sport he played. He represented his country, England, in test cricket on numerous occasions. He garnered the reputation of a batsman that was ruthless and aggressive when he crossed the boundary rope. Each and every time he crossed the ropes, he became a different person to the one that was off the pitch. If he was in the...Read On



It’s the little things I love: the warmth of your hand on the small of my back, your thigh gently bumping mine as we walk, the twinkle in your eyes when you look at me. I love your laugh and the way your smile creases your entire face. Nuzzling closer, your musky scent fills my nostrils. And I quiver when your hand brushes mine as we entwine fingers walking side-by-side through the...Read On

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She felt so connected to him, there in the car, in the rain.

She slipped a curled middle finger between the folds of her pussy and remembered the way he used to hold her. They’d been inside his car, in a nearly empty parking lot in the rain. She pressed against his chest; his arms enfolded her like wings. She listened to the plink, plink, plink of the rain on the roof of the car as he held her. The sound of the rain mixed with the dance of his...Read On

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Letting Off Steam

I never imagined loathing someone would feel so fucking good.

His face strobed uninvited through my mind. Wouldn’t leave me alone as I leaned my bare ass against the sink. The knot in my neck ached for the steam of the hot shower fogging the room. He was a cocky fucker. I wanted to hate his charisma and arrogance and ruggedly handsome catalog looks, but found it impossible. He was impossible. That conceited smirk he wore when he knew he was right was...Read On

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Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal desire.

Even though I'd craved it, the intensity of his kiss still takes me by surprise. The clubbers who surround us dissolve with the music into the curling dry ice. Even alcohol is secondary to the passion I taste as our tongues entwine. Each moment of exploration makes me want to lose myself and never resurface. I'd spied him earlier leaning against the bar, watching me tossing my long oaky hair...Read On


Fuck the Past

I tried to steady my nerves as I handed my invite to the doorman. I almost hoped he turned me away. But, he didn't. Opening the door, he wished me an enjoyable night. Wearing my black dress, with no panties or bra, as Stacy instructed, I took a deep breath and walked into the darkness ahead.  My eyes didn't know which scene to take in first. Bodies wearing little to no clothing with...Read On


Kelly Chapter 6.1

It Was A Dark And Stormy Night.

At that time of our lives, my wife lived and worked halfway across the country. The company she worked for had a liberal travel allowance for upper management who kept their main residence in their home state. She would fly home, and work from home for a week or so, about once every two months. It was early March of that year and we needed to get our taxes ready to file, so my wife was going...Read On


A Hard Knock On My Door

Do I Let Him In?

I opened my eyes to see a tanned, muscular arm around me. I looked over my shoulder to see JJ’s gorgeous face on the pillow behind me. We were both on our sides spooning. His eyes were closed and he was soundly sleeping. Oh no. What had I done? Then, the tequila fog started to clear. Dancing, drinking, and JJ entered my mind. Okay, calm down . Trying to stop the panic, I wracked my brain...Read On


Of Schemes and Things: An Epilogue

She smiled with anticipation and something that felt like love.

  Is this how it felt to be in love? Renee didn’t know. An unapologetic ‘party girl’, she had been after ‘nice guy’ Jerry all summer, but mainly for his family’s money and status. Rowdy had always been her favorite playmate, and she hadn’t planned to give him up even if she did hook Jerry. But then came last night. Jerry had been so worn-out from his summer job it was almost funny. But a...Read On


Charlene Is Not All Show

How much are the neighbors allowed to see?

Tommy looked up from the television as his girlfriend entered the room. Giving her a quick scan, he remarked, "I wasn't expecting you to be wearing so much." "What? Shirt and panties? Not like I'm dressed for the mall," she replied crisply. "Well that's for sure," he acknowledged, continuing to study his scantily clad roommate. "I even left a few of the buttons undone," Charlene...Read On

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She teases me to breaking point with her heavenly body and dripping underwear.

The cuffs around my wrists rattled against the bedframe as her fingernails traced from the inside of my elbows to armpits, lighting up everything in their wake. She moved inward to circle my nipples with the pad of her digits, the ache in my raging cock an incessant reminder of how much I wanted her. Of what I'd do to her when released. She swished a curtain of mahogany hair over my torso and...Read On


The (In)famous Coach Miller and the Towel Team

Tara and Janie help build the football players' confidence on the towel team.

Janie and Tara were excited to be juniors at Waterbury Hills High School.  As sixteen year-olds, they could drive, party with the older boys, and best of all, they were accepted for the infamous Towel Team.  People have heard about the Towel Team, but no one really knew much about it.  Everyone thought it was probably like a pep club of some sort. “Ladies, this is going to be the best part...Read On



I love the pitter-patter of rainfall on naked skin.

I don’t know what makes me tingle so much. I suppose it could be the heat on my skin or the warm breeze lapping around all the sensitive parts of my body. It could be the fact that I am naked and slowly walking towards her. It could be that we are outdoors and that she is casually resting against the wooden fencing of this grand colonial style house. What makes my body tingle the most is...Read On


My Tangerine Dream

Sometimes an author leaves a deep impression

The air coming in the open windows was warm and moist. The rain had been falling all morning and showed no signs of letting up as I tossed the well-worn comic book to the floor. It was a lazy day, dreary and lacking in sunshine. I gazed out the window at the rain drops tapping the leaves, the noise of the drizzle barley audible above the Pink Floyd playing in the background. I closed my...Read On


Abigail Learns a Hard Lesson

Sometimes the best laid plans, aren't

Even as she pushes open the door to the club she can’t quite believe what she is doing. How else will she prove anything to those bitches, she is not a little girl and she is just as daring as them. Moving out the front door and around the side of the building to the back by the stage door. The band’s bus is parked in the back lot. They are always telling me I am too immature or childish to...Read On

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Twelve Hours Earlier

A man recalls the previous night's virtual infidelity and struggles to contain his excitement.

It had been twelve hours since she fucked me and I was still feeling the effects. Flashes of her heavenly body riding my lap on the sofa stung my mind at breakfast, amid household minutiae with my wife. I barely listened, head brimming with visions of flung back hair and gasps as I pawed the incredible breasts of a woman I didn't know at her breathless insistence. The recollection had...Read On


Just Another One Night Mistake

But maybe, this one wasn't a mistake at all.

"Good morning," he said, full of lust, whispering in her ear. She stood at the window covered by just a blanket. It was early on a Sunday morning, and all she wanted to be was alone. But yet again, another mistake of another Saturday night was here, and would not get the message of her cold shoulder. "Baby, you look so sexy standing here in just your blanket," he whispered, trailing a...Read On


Play Me Like a Lady

Then, he appeared, in all his glory!

I couldn’t believe I scored a Drix Hemi concert ticket! And a floor seat! It was late notice, but I knew exactly what to wear. I pulled out my black leather zipper front bustier, my best pair of tight jeans and my sexy high heel black suede ankle boots.  Nervously fumbling around, I attempted makeup but knew I would sweat most of it off before the show was half over anyway. I did my best...Read On



Writing challenges can sometimes open more than one's struggling mind...

Overcoming Writer’s Block was displayed in large, fanciful letters, superimposed across the head of the bowed, head-in-hands person on the monitor. After a few seconds, the image disappeared and the article began. Reading yet another inane position on self-help annoyed him, but she insisted. She promised he’d find inspiration in the article. She as much guaranteed it. He’d tried everything...Read On

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I'm notorious for entering comps late, so this isn't too bad an effort

“I think of myself as an actor, first and foremost. That’s the real skill. Anyone can...” I pause for effect, watching her doe eyes widen. She’s young, sweet and innocent, but not stupid. I need to play it gently. “Can do what I do. The skill is in walking past everyone as though nothing has happened. Blending into the background.” “Goodness,” she says. “Have you ever...” She pulls a...Read On

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Sea Glass Lens

  There's a beach town that exists on the very tip of a coastal state, famous for its laid back disposition, art scene, and its overtly sexual atmosphere. Within its bounds and throughout the surrounding towns, there's one artist who's name tops the books of infamy: Viola Russo.   Her fame was not caused solely by her talents behind the lens, or her striking beauty and curves, but because...Read On


Charlene at the Sauna

How could a girl not be loving it?

Entering the sauna, Charlene encountered two strangers - male, college age like herself, each naked except for a towel across his lap. Tommy, her roommate, and Blake, their across the hall neighbor, were close behind. Blake engaged the strangers, "I figured you guys were long gone." "Nope, still here, across the parking lot," one of them replied. "Third floor front, if I recall. Some...Read On


The Blonde Viper

The first time I met Lacey, she was in an orange jumpsuit with tears streaming down her face. Now we’re in a small windowless room waiting to hear the verdict. If the media had it their way she’d be locked away for life. They didn’t know her as I do. “How long do you think it will take,” Lacey asks pacing around the long conference table until she’s behind me. “It could be a while. Longer...Read On

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Candy Cane

Her head hangs off the bed, nose in my balls as my cock makes itself at home in her throat. I watch her hands fist the sheet as she writhes, flat stomach tight with exertion. Her concentration on my rod is admirable. I relish the pain her scalp is surely enduring as I fist her hair, serving to cradle her face against my crotch. My other hand is around her neck, feeling the tip of my shaft...Read On


Of Schemes and Things

A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. And just between you and me, some say it's kind of fun."

Newly polished toenails safely propped on the crowded coffee table, Darlene Barnes let out a long plume of cigarette smoke and waited for her friend to come back from the kitchen. Waiting in silence, however, had never been her 'thing'. The thirty-something bottled-blonde looked around at the empty doorway to the kitchen. "You know it's hard for me to believe you're this messed-up....Read On


A Taboo Cure For Burnout

A young celebrity under pressure finds her secret to stopping burnout

After climbing to the top of the fame world at the age of twenty-four, Lilia was the talk of the world. The super-model turned actress had starred in blockbuster hits and the world had their eyes on her. Lilia was born and raised in California and was a dark haired tanned skin beauty that looked exactly like Emily Ratajkowski.  Unfortunately for the young talent, a scandal had affected...Read On