The aim of microfiction (also commonly known as “micro-fiction”) is to tell a complete story within a limited number of words.
Doing extremely short writing challenges can force you to focus on the most important points of your plot, what is going to come across the best in the least amount of words, what it is you want to convey, and cultivating and condensing the juiciest parts of a story. Our microfiction stories are limited to a maximum of 100 words. We recommend including an accompanying image which may have inspired or represent them.
We are interested in high quality submissions which tell a story, not just random erotic thoughts. Authors should note that our story verifiers have strict instructions to reject the latter. This category is for stand-alone stories only. It is not for stories submitted as part of a series.
My heart flutters looking at the scene before me. Are these butterflies dancing from the thrill of the unknown? Maybe it's the anticipation we fed with all those late nights. Perhaps it is the stunning sight before me. It's like I'm descending into a new...
She walked in from the pool as he poured a beer, asking how the match went. “I won the front.” He smiled She was happy. He took golf seriously. “Well, here's your prize.” She had him sit and quickly removed his cock from his slacks and began to suck him....
You call him whenever you are in the mood. "Hey, want to drop by?" He always does. Your wife hangs with you both for a bit, being polite, but she eventually retreats upstairs to her own world. You guys enjoy your beers, talk some shit, and watch some spor...
As the gentle morning light shone through the shutters, Louise and the Fox were fucking hard. There was no other word for it. Their actions were raw, energetic, and animalistic. Both lovers were intent on giving and receiving the best that they could. The...
I washed the sheets today. I asked my husband if he would bring them up from the dryer. We could have taken out the other set, but who wants to struggle with folding the clean sheets anyway? With an armful of pristine white cotton, he asked. “Shall we put...
Bang to rights. That’s how Reece had caught her, and she knew it. The ethics of his accessing her bank statement? Those were moot. “I needed the money…” “So you stole my dad’s credit card?” “…for my studies.” “A PhD in Gucci?” he sneered. “I’d have paid i...
Torrential downpours had turned most basements in the city into wading pools. My subterranean sleeping quarters met the same fate. Providence saw to it that my collection of intimate items was among the wreckage. Frustration loomed heavy as sleep worked t...
My phone buzzed…... "I'm beginning to regret having my tits done." "Why Kelly? They're magnificent." "No guy ever looks beyond them, looks at me. I'm just tits on a very short, fat stick." "I looked beyond them Kelly, yes I enjoyed them, but I went beyond...
Two hours into our summer road trip, another four hundred miles to go; passing the time listening to erotic audio stories. We take turns picking the type of story; Carley picked the first one about a woman masturbating for an audience; she knows I love to...
Coming home to you is always exhilarating. I watch your eyes sparkle, and your lips dance animatedly as you share all the details of your days without me. I listen intently, my patience winning out over the need in my loins to touch you. You’ve waited pat...
Teetering on adulthood's edge, she stepped into the steamy shower. Her religious teachings said that touch was sinful, so she sought solace in the pulsing showerhead. Warm droplets danced on her skin, igniting her forbidden desires. The water's rhythm bui...
“There’s no one looking,” he urges. “Go on, do it. Do something really naughty.” His command makes her insides churn but also excites her beyond reason. So she does it. She’d felt so naughty when he suggested going to the store wearing only her underwear...
My dick is throbbing with excitement while she waits for me in the bedroom. She lay on the bed, wearing nothing but her silver earrings. She parts her black hair as she signals me to come over. I make my way behind and admire her beautiful physique. I slo...
Brett strolled back from the bathroom in high spirits. Dinner out with his girlfriend and colleague had been delightful. Walking back to the table, he'd taken a roundabout route and come up from behind. From this angle he could now see what had been obscu...
The room was drenched with the scent of lusty hours Debbie's vagina was already full of Bob’s cum I lay on my back, sixty nine, under Debbie’s pussy. Bill probed her deeply Bill’s balls brushed my nose and forehead. I watched his cock disappear. Grunting,...