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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!

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Dick Pics and Panty Licks

A show just for him

Evelyn was lost. Heavy lashes shielded the natural bedroom light as her burning desire radiated from her core. Her melted honey seeped from her delicate folds. It was for him. All for him. The increasing euphoric groans filled the room. He was with her. His words coursed through her sensory neurons, commanding her every move. She wanted to show him just what he did to her. How her smooth...Read On

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Seattle Mix Tape - Exposure

It seemed only fitting that I was dressed in the same outfit that had gotten me into trouble in the first place, though, perhaps “dressed” wasn’t the right choice of words, seeing as how it consisted of a pair of black floral lace stockings held up by a garter belt.  Oh, and heels tall enough that I wasn’t about to go skipping down the street without having to worry about face planting. ...Read On

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Jealous Of Your Phone

Using my voice to make you come has its consequences

You lie on your bed. Your phone warms your chest. Your cock fills your hand. The rest, I forge in prurient fire. You listen through the room's solitary restlessness. On your back. Undressed. Aroused. Some are words. Some are not. Both are whispered, out of real time, yet immediate as the throb agitating your grasp. In breathless flow from your high-tech heart of glass, they echo the...Read On

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His Words

Lost in the world created by an online soulmate.

The glow from your phone illuminates the contours and angles of your face, skin damp, pulse soaring as your husband snores beside you. You thumb the screen, scrolling through the message stream. Words jump out at you. Snatches of racy conversations. ...instantly wet clutching heat gasping into the room ache for you... Your free hand brushes naked, bare pussy lips and you flinch....Read On

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Temptation

Marti confesses to her closest friend about her friend with benefits

Marti rushed in the restaurant door, shaking the rain off of her coat. Looking around the room, she saw Vera sitting at a table in the back. “I’ll be joining my friend,” she told the greeter and waved at her friend. These two women had met here on Fridays after work for over ten months in a regular routine until Marti had canceled the last three meetings. Reaching the table, Marti leaned in...Read On

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Jen

Scorch

The bead of sweat hung from her brow for an indecisive second before falling to the floor. Heat was everywhere. Flames licked in the corner hearth, oppressive warmth building in the darkened room. Naked skin glistened as she hung facedown from the ropes, hogtied, legs spread, knees bent back. Her arms were crossed behind her back and tied at the wrists. She swung gently. Too slowly to get...Read On

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Infidelities

A man hires a private investigator to gather evidence on his cheating wife...

“How long will it take?” “Depends.” “Depends?” “Yes. Depends.” I shrugged. Not from indifference, but ignorance. I didn’t know. I had an idea, but couldn’t be certain. It always just depends. “I want, no, I need to know.” “Understood.” As he nervously shifted in his chair, I calmly leaned back in mine, and waited. I didn’t smoke. Nor did he, but the fog of war was between us. It was...Read On

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Shard 13.3: The Bridge of His Arms

Such a sexy sight, those tensed arms flexing overhead.

By some curious quirk of modern architecture, the second-floor bedroom of the apartment they had rented included a half-wall just behind the bed, so you could look down onto the first floor. The half-wall proved a nice feature, not so much for the view of the first floor as much as for the leverage it provided for his arms. Specifically: he could reach over and beyond the squat headboard of...Read On

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Shard 74.3: Wow

The pure sexual octane of her submission flung him over the edge.

Her laughter rang in the room like the singing of bells, and though they laughed often during sex, he did not ask her why until afterward. He had been fucking her doggy style, slapping her ass, pulling at her hair, grinding into her.  He toyed with the rim of her ass with his pussy-soaked thumb as he fucked her. “Do you need it in two holes?  Does my good girl need both her wet holes filled?”...Read On

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Snapshots

Even before the door’s swung to, I grasp you, urgently tearing at clothing, clawing at skin. My mouth seeks yours, as if drawn by powerful magnetic forces. Lips parted, I hungrily probe inside, my tongue finding yours. You taste of red wine, the flavour triggering a replay of clinking glasses, longing looks, and come-hither smiles exchanged over a dinner that appeased our stomachs while...Read On

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First Licks

A shy girl’s first taste of oral sex.

“Salty sweet like caramel sea salt ice cream,” Billy says out of nowhere.  Alice looks around. Billy’s the cute guy from Poli-Sci 101. Alice is the shy girl who’s not comfortable in her own skin. Can’t be talking to her? “Or maybe bacon shortbread,” he says. “What?” she asks. Billy’s pale blue eyes and easy smile unnerve her. Heart pounding. Neck blushing carnation red.  “You are,”...Read On

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Al Fresco

Somehow, she would get his attention.

A rhythm, syncopated, the dark shades of bass and hard rhythm felt tribal.  The teeming mass of bodies moved as one, lost in each other, all were strangers in this private moment.  Adrenaline, alcohol, and lust fused into this perfect cocktail.  Their hands chased against each other, a gossamer caress along her slight waist, and those meandering fingertips raised a soft gasp.  Pressed...Read On

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Seattle Mix Tape - Pussycat

She has no shame.  None whatsoever. It’s been replaced with confidence and a touch of cruelty.  “Strip.” She snaps her fingers, expecting – requiring – quick obedience, never mind that the curtains are pulled back and the room is well lit leaving me feeling vulnerable.  “Stand still.  You’re fidgeting.” Nervous energy crackles through me as she circles me like prey. Fear wars...Read On

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Shard 8318.2: Doppelgängers

They aren’t watching us; they are watching strangers.

They lay together in bed, post-fuck. The laptop sat at a corner of the bed, balancing precariously on the edge of the tumble of sheets. The machine had been an integral part of their foreplay, though forgotten rather quickly after libidos had been fired up and set in motion. He reached out to grab the corner of the computer, and pulled it into a safer position, sitting flat on top of...Read On

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The Storeroom

A visit to the storeroom entails more than checking the inventory.

The WhatsApp selfie couldn't have been more succinct: a full frontal with his erection poking through his fly. ‘Third floor, stationary room. I've got a directors meeting in fifteen minutes and need to relieve the stress it's causing me.’  ‘With or without underwear?’ I inquired. Seconds later, after checking that no one was watching me, I reached beneath my cashmere dress and removed my...Read On

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Shard 8317.2: Thumbnail

Always the shopgirl.

They had talked about it for months, perhaps over a year of months. For the longest time, the talk was all that mattered, the talk was all they needed. The talk was the point. One of them would have the video camera in hand, and while they fucked they filmed, telling each other men would be stroking their cocks to the sight, women would be fingering themselves. So hot, they’d tell each other....Read On

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Seattle Mix Tape - Focus

Focus. She tastes like lemon tart. Must remember to tell Lizzy. Focus. She’s gorgeous and that’s not me seeing the world through rainbow colored glasses.  She really is. Tall, blonde, athletic.  She would have fit right in on the women’s volleyball team. Focus.  It’s been exactly 27 days since I’ve had an orgasm. Since I’ve been allowed an orgasm.  Not to say I haven’t masturbated in...Read On

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Jen

Smack

Every sinew was stretched. Her back delicately arched and her shoulders screamed with silent tension as they surrendered to the demands of the rope. One limb, one corner. The four poster bed dominated the space. Its place, dead centre, gave the room its purpose. There would be no resting here, no hiding. The perimeter of the room was a walkway around that bed and tonight, she was the exhibit....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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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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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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Shard 903.2: Symmetry

“Just think of me as your housewarming gift,” she said.

He fucked her from behind on their brand new bed, the two of them watching their reflection in the large bathroom mirror facing the bed. His head hung above the curve of her body like the moon over a landscape, his lips bent in a snarl, his nostrils flared. Slitted eyes peeked from under her mass of disheveled hair and her trembling arms gripped the end of the bed. Her ass lifted to meet...Read On

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Shard 80.2: Sideways

“I take it all for you,” she gasped. “Anything to please you.”

Ghosts filled the air surrounding them. She lay on her back, sideways to the mattress so that her head bent back at the edge of the bed as if on a hinge. In their minds, her wrists were bound to the bedframe with rope. One of their self-conjured ghosts stood at her face, fucking her mouth. In the nominally more real world, her hands were free, and she held a large and realistic dildo in...Read On

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Shard 216.2: Unguarded

She was, simply, herself.

He walked into the bedroom, noted the opened door of the bathroom, peered inside to see his lover naked, lost and adrift in her reflection in the mirror. Their eyes caught. A certain unguarded vulnerability poised beneath her features. He could not read her expression. She asked, “What do you see? When you look at me. What do you see?” Honestly? Her face looked to him like that of...Read On

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Shard 261.2: What Do You See?

She examined her face in the mirror, trying to get inside his head.

She had just showered, and readied herself in the bathroom for him, knowing he would be coming up to the bedroom soon. She scrubbed her face with soap and hot water and a simple white washcloth. She added a thin trace of lipstick across her lips, Rouge Noir, a color that he loved and recognized, even though he could never name the color. He knew it when he saw it. She applied a whisper...Read On

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Psychedelic Pussycat Dreams - Nirvana

Her room was awash with color.  No overhead light.  No brass lamps topped with beige lamp shades.  The walls glowed with bright neon images. Tigers and mushrooms and wizards and rainbows brought to life by a tube of violet light. A glowing aquarium full of multi-colored fish moving slowly about through a forest of slowly waving plant life. A lava lamp, its contents morphing slowly,...Read On

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Shard 504.2: Click

She loved dressing up for him, making herself into a fuck doll, a sex toy.

Picture it: her nipple, glistening with cum. She loved dressing up for him, wearing anything he asked, making herself into a fuck doll, a sex toy. Anything he asked. Fishnet thigh highs, fishnet gloves. Collars and leashes. Thick, whorish makeup. He didn’t ask every time, but he did often. He found his mind took a series of photographs when she dressed like this, snapping away as he...Read On

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Solstice Intentions

A relaxing way to spend a quiet afternoon...

As she positioned herself atop his slumbering body, the lighter weight of her heavy intentions woke him. He had placed the opened paperback mystery on his chest, eyes tired after several whodunnit chapters, fully expecting to awaken refreshed but in the same manner, ready to continue. It was a quiet, uncommitted winter’s afternoon; a perfect time to escape on the couch and disappear into...Read On

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Used

After-sex satisfaction

Her lipstick was artfully smudged, the pink hue softening the further it went onto her cheek, mixing in with the face makeup she wore. So smudged and messy was her makeup, that I could not tell where the lipstick ended and the foundation and blush began, it was a streaky mess, proof in my mind of a job well done. Her eye makeup too was messy looking and ruined. Around her inner lash...Read On