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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!

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My New Angel

I went by a bar in town for a pint before dinner tonight. It's not too quiet, has a nice mix of gays and straights, and rotates good taps of local beer. I was sitting at the rail chatting up Rita the bartender, when she looked past me and pointed with a nod of her head and a smile. I look over my shoulder to see a couple coming in toward the bar. The swaggering stud was oh so chic, way so...Read On

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Shard 8316.2: Viewfinder

Something about it being an actual camera rather than a phone made it much sexier.

They tried filming their fucking a few times with a cell phone, with predictably hot results, but the result was still a cellphone recording, with the graininess and haphazard focus and extreme horizontal aspect ratio. Overriding all those concerns was the worry that someone would accidentally find the footage on the phone. He bought an actual video camera as a Christmas present for the both...Read On

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Santa Claus Is Coming

It was the night before Christmas, and I get a surprise present

It was the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except me of course. I was busy putting out gifts under the tree ready for when the kids woke up in the morning. Dave was out, supposedly at his mother's, but more likely boozing with mates. I had gone upstairs to get the last of the gifts, and came down, only to step into the living room, and have a...Read On

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Just Moved In

Some alone time.

I had just moved in. My new apartment was beautiful and spacious, except for one problem. It was empty. The tenant before had taken all the furniture and even took the light bulbs. So, for the time being, I was living out of my suitcase and sleeping on a blow-up mattress. They did leave something for me though, a large, full-size mirror that I adored. I had never seen a mirror that big and...Read On

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A moment in time: the taking

A moment is captured, as is Cath

We had sparred, and she had pouted and walked out. She was a high maintenance lover, but worth every minute; not that she ever saw it that way. That was what made it high maintenance work. Part of the difficulty was that the bitchier she got, the more turned on I got. If only she could be brought to see that; but then again, perhaps that wasn’t the best idea I’d ever had. The door opened....Read On

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Mister O

In your corner, tied up and waiting.

It was a cold December night, the temperature had dropped to zero degrees and the full moon shone bright on the clear, dark sky. I drove home after a movie-night with friends, enjoying the silence of the night. No human in sight, just me and my thoughts in the beautiful moonlight. His words haunting me, like an echo in my head; “In your corner, tied up and waiting.” I took a deep breath...Read On

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Don’t You Just Love Libraries…

Don’t you just love libraries? In my day, they used to be the only source of information, the only place that had the whole set of Encyclopaedia Britannica.  They had other books as well but when I was a teenager I was only interested in Science and Ancient Greece for some reason. Then of course I hit college. I was directed into areas of the library that contained all manner of books...Read On

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Good Morning, Baby

Perfect way to start the day

It had been weeks since they were together. She was hungry, starving for him actually. The aroma was heavenly as the long, thick object of her desire enticed her. It was warm, swollen and the juices oozing from it made her salivate. As he held it for her, her lips moving closer, salivating ever more as she parted her lips, her tongue exiting her mouth. The tip of her tongue just lightly...Read On

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My Secret

The burden I carry, locked away

No one knows, but me. It is my secret, the little iron box resting in the back of my brain. It is equal parts fear and salvation, laden with unspoken desires and unfulfilled hopes, each its own personification of Pandora, trapped in her own vessel. They are my colleague, sitting at her desk, engrossed in minutia. They are the blond girl with the intriguing snake tattoo, bringing my tea....Read On

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Guess Who Has The Remote Control.

A group having a night out play a guessing game with the loser coming first.

It was getting late, and the leaving do had been going on since half-past five. Most of the others had already gone home and there were only eight of us left now. Two of the boys from the office, and six of us females, with ages ranging from myself at forty-seven, down to the youngest of the girls, Pat, who was just nineteen. The other girls were Jill, twenty-four, Anne, twenty-eight, Betty...Read On

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God Save the Queen: another moment in time

The author is interrupted, and inspired

Early morning was a good time for writing, so I was at my desk before Sara rose. Good pet that she is, she popped in to see how I was. “Wearing that see-through nightie won’t help my concentration,” I laughed. She smiled back. “Perhaps I should climb under your desk while you write," she whispered impishly, coming closer. Before I could answer, the little minx was on her hands and needs...Read On

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Downfall: 3

Deeper and deeper

There was a one-line text: "Pick me up at mine at 7:30. Wear my dirty ones." That was clear enough. No clean panties for me. The cheap pink panties she had made me exchange my more expensive French knickers for, were encrusted with white, the residue of the number of times she had made my cunt wet. Usually, after my shower, I would dress carefully, not least in the lingerie department....Read On

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She

Immutable Attraction

Watching you playing with your clit while I fuck you slowly, I'm smiling. The rhythm of thrusts is steady and unchanging as I gaze down at you. I love to see what your beautiful face does as I touch you, and hold eye contact while you cum against my cock. I love the sound of your voice as you moan and growl into the flesh of my hand that you hold firmly in your teeth. As I listen and watch,...Read On

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Thunderhead

Violent storm unleashes wild passions.

“No, not that one. I don’t like that texture,” I said as Mark, my husband of twenty-eight years, heaved the heavy clay planter back on the shelf with a grunt. “And I’m not sure about the color. You know how the light in Flagstaff is whiter?" Phoenix always had a tinge of orange because of the dust and smog. I looked at Mark apologetically and bit my lip. “I’m not being too high maintenance,...Read On

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Don't Forget To Breathe

It seemed like ages, but finally, Emma breathed.

Every now and then, sex is better than a rollercoaster ride. Not that I ride rollercoasters that much. Not anymore. But you know when something is going to be out of this world. At this precise moment, I’m feeling fucking wonderful. My orgasm has been building for ages and right now I just want to tell him to fuck me harder. I want to come right now. But his gentle rhythm brings me to a...Read On

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Downfall: 2

Cath falls deeper

The rest of the day passed off uneventfully enough; uneventful if you think that spending the day walking round with no panties on, and having to do as your PA tells you, is uneventful. I brought her an afternoon tea and she took it in my office, sitting in my chair. She suggested I would be “more comfortable” sitting in her office “doing the filing.” I did just that. I usually stayed late...Read On

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Downfall

Cath gets caught wet-handed

It had started simply enough. It was perhaps unwise to play in an on-line chat room in the office, but that was part of the excitement. Though a continent and an ocean apart, the fact that she could tell me to take my panties off, or to masturbate, or whatever, was at the heart of it. It was classic stuff. High-powered career woman, from a privileged background, needing some release from all...Read On

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Lipstick

punishment for disobedience

"You are wearing red lipstick," you said. "I know Sir," I replied, wondering why you picked up on it. "Who told you to put it on?" "No one Sir, it was my own decision." I then realised the error of my behaviour: the intention to act without consulting you first. "Did I ask you to put it on?" you continued. "You didn't, Sir." "Do you realise you will have to be punished for that?" ...Read On

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A moment in time

A moment from an affair

“Darling,” she smiled, leaning in and kissing me on my eager lips, stroking my hair. Her hands grazed down my back. My hands slid up her pajama top, touching her breasts, undoing the top. As it opened, my fingers teased her nipples. I leaned up, taking them into my mouth, sucking the flesh, and then covering her flesh with little bites. She arched her back, moaning with pleasure, as I...Read On

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Through the Glass

He watches through the window .....

  The lights dim as she is suddenly there. As I watch, she sits in a confy chair wearing nothing. I always imagine it just like this. Flame red hair, curly and flowing down her back. I watch as she looks my way, as if she can see me as well. Emerald green eyes beckon me to move closer, oh I wish it were possible. She starts with just touching, sliding her fingers along her skin, leaving a...Read On

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Spa day - the next step

In which Belle is taken deeper

“Come in,” Cath motioned to her. Bertha entered, behind her, on a lead, crawling, blushing furiously, her big tits swaying, dangling, and her little tail in the air. As she crawled towards Cath, two other women in the room smacked her ass, telling Cathy that they liked her new pet. Cathy laughed. “You’d not think, to look at her, that she’s a senior finance director.” The women agreed,...Read On

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Memories of Jack

Too late, she realizes she made a mistake.

Her hands were shaking as she held the plastic. Her eyes were glued to the display. She was waiting for the result. Impatient. Every heartbeat passed like an hour. At her heartbeat rate, two minutes meant close to two hundred hours. Two hundred hours of waiting in the narrow confinement of the airplane toilet. A piece of memory flashed through her mind. A memory she preferred to forget....Read On

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Psychedelic Pussycat Dreams - Deep Purple

She kept her eyes closed, concentrating on the touch of fingers on her exposed nakedness, attempting to decipher each stroke into a shape without overloading her mind (much as the flurry of so many hands were overloading her senses). A heart. A flower (or perhaps a sun). Letters were harder, as someone wrote a script upon her belly, each line drawing closer to a still untouched pussy. Were...Read On

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12:41 to Marylebone

Journey to heaven

It was an ordinary day, a routine trip, to a routine appointment in London from my provincial town. The 12:41 was the train to get me to the appointment with a little time to spare. I always look forward to travelling, as occasionally I can see someone beautiful walk by and captivate my gaze. I took my seat next to the window at a table for four, busied myself with getting my accouterments...Read On

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The Deep - Part One

Can our little witch save herself from her demon?

"My abilities are growing. I can see more shapes now. Physical forms of entities that have since passed on. I can sense when that most are just desperately seeking help but some have other intentions. Much darker ones. And they are the ones that seem to come to me most often. In my dreams, those demons are much more clear. Their snarling faces, tattered clothes, and haunting appearance...Read On

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Judgement?

Sheltering from a storm becomes very interesting, until...

The first big spots of rain sprayed up dust as they hit dry earth. The thundershower that had threatened all afternoon was finally here. A brilliant flash and immediate roar of thunder hit as I ran to the old pavilion. I had only been in the real downpour for ten metres but I was soaked. I was shaking the water off my jacket when she dashed in, the large canvas bag she was carrying slipping...Read On

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Next Door Indian Neighbor

My fantasies about my next door Indian neighbor.

Ary had a huge crush on his next door neighbor Poulomi. It did not matter to him that she was married with a kid, or that she was older to him by almost a decade. He had a thing for older women and Poulomi seemed to fit the bill perfectly for him. She was of fair complexion, with big boobs and a shapely butt, a curvy waist and the way she wore her saree, which showed gave a peek-a-boo of...Read On

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Punishment

"We need to administer ten, very firm swats." "You’re very well behaved, for the most part, so ten should suffice, but you do need to be disciplined. Now, on your knees and crawl to me, and then lie across my lap without saying a word." "Hurry up so I can pull your panties off your wicked behind. Making me wait will only make things worse for you." Once you're in place, I grind my thumb...Read On

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The Switch: Part 3

In which Cath is taken

"I trust my Queen is well?" I asked, voice lowered. "It is always good to receive your submission, my pet." "Thank you, my Queen," I replied quietly, eyes lowered. "But tonight, my pet, it is time for you to know how completely you are mine." The voice took on a harder edge. With no further ado, she grabbed me, pinned me against the wall and ran her hands up my skirt. "No stockings...Read On

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Abraham Has His Day

Abraham returns to his home country after a decade and finally gets what he wants.

Abraham lived in a country in the Persian Gulf. Originally from a poor country in sub Saharan Africa, he had been sent to the Gulf to earn money and send some of it back home for his extended family at a young age. Here in the Gulf, things were very tough. He had to share a room with twelve other men. Conditions were very cramped and unhygienic, food was bad and work was very tough. Abraham...Read On