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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!



Feeling his hunger in his gravelly voice her journey home was like no other

  The packed commuter train veered from side to side as it violently changed tracks, throwing the passengers with it. The overstuffed briefcase of the suit next to you, bashing painfully into your thigh.  You glance with a territorial scowl before accepting his apologetic look as he pulls it back onto his lap nervously.  Seeking solitude, you cross your legs and squeeze yourself tighter...Read On


Moving Day

As a woman can clearly see her new neighbor likes her, she repays him gladly for helping her move.

I eyeballed her ass again as we carried the last two boxes into her place. 'Small, but firm looking from here. I can only imagine how sexy this blonde is not wearing those black shorts and that sexy pink tank top. What I wouldn't do to find out because she has made my cock hard as a diamond.' I could only fantasize, but then she turned around and walked my way. "Well, thank you for helping...Read On


An erotic initiation to a secret society

A lady submits to a very exciting experience to prove her worth.

Carol takes me into the initiation room. This is an important day. I have to go through this to join an extremely secret organisation. It is so secret that neither I, nor anyone in it, knows what it is, or what it does.   I take off my gown and lie naked on the bed. Carol takes my hands, pulls them back behind my head, and then gently ties them to a ring on the wall. She asks me to lift...Read On



Feel it.

There's a drip. Slightly more than a drop. It is so cold as it trickles along. Although drawn by gravity, it seems to have a mind of its own. Following the soft smooth contour of your body. Seeking out the most sensitive spots. If you could see it through the blindfold you could watch it glide through the goosebumps on your skin. It's moving agonizingly slowly. Tickling and tormenting...Read On


Real Bad Things

His denial leads to a phone call... and maybe more!

He picks up the phone from where it's laying, his ring tone playing "Bad Things" by Jace Everett. "I know I agreed to let Steve stay here but..." Her voice trailed off reluctantly. "But what? Did he drink the last cup of coffee or something?" "Well, no." "So what's the problem?" "You know, really it's your faul..." "Okay, stop right there. WHAT is the problem?" "You wouldn't give...Read On

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It was in his voice. Nobody except Lia seemed to notice. There were a dozen people at the table and not one of them caught onto the way his voice changed when he spoke to her. It became something deeper - firmer, and more insinuating. Were they not paying attention? His shift in tone was infuriatingly obvious to her and yet nobody – not her parents, not even his wife – glanced up. ...Read On


The Dark Room

A sexual encounter in total darkness leaves her breathless

The room was as black as ink. They lay side by side… panting. Their bodies were covered in sweat. The sheets beneath them were damp from sweat and bodily fluids. The air was thick with the smells of sex. Her nipples were so hard they felt like pebbles at the tips of her breasts. She gasped, still unable to control her breathing. “That was so fucking good.” He said nothing. She touched...Read On

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Crime Scene

Written in association with browncoffee.

Hunter sat on the sofa in the boxer briefs and T-shirt he’d thrown on after showering. He’d been at a crime scene all night with his partner, Duke. Now, he was counting on Lucy to erase it from his mind. She stood in front of him in a short, white robe, legs gleaming with a salon tan, arms crossed under her breasts. In the five months they’d been married, she’d been the perfect drug. If making...Read On


Rain in the Park

A man and woman seek shelter in a rainy park and surprise themselves and each other

Thunderclouds quickly cleared the park of people, before spitting their first drops, just as he reached the old boathouse. “Lucky you.” The feminine voice startled him. Huddled on the bench along the rear wall, was the young lady he’d watched at lakeside, bending to feed the ducks. Her pale blue, above a knee-length skirt, and bright yellow blouse lit up the dim interior.   “You played...Read On


Eve at the Foshay

A Mipple City Adventure

She watched him in the mirror behind the bar. He'd been looking at her for the past ten minutes. Dark suit, light shirt, cuff links, and handsome. Just like hundreds of men before him. When he stood and began to walk towards her, she knew he was going to hit on her. She wasn't here at the Prohibition Bar at the Foshay Hotel to be picked up. She just wanted a quiet drink to herself, time...Read On


Plumber's Mate 03 - The Plug

It's not always the pizza guy.

I am a plumber.  I have the crack to prove it. That and an SUV full of tools and parts. The only better job, to my mind, is writing. I do that too. Sometimes I work for one of three landlords who between them own maybe fifty properties. One of them asked me recently to replumb a house he was remodelling. One Saturday I was feeling particularly randy, so knowing that the landlord never...Read On

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The Good Sister

The suitcase handle pulls up halfway and jams. Father looks at it like he can see down into wherever it’s stuck and lurches into a moment of pointless jostling. Quinn and mother watch him hand-wrestle the object with a vacant frown until he stops abruptly and plants his fists on his hips. One hand darts up to push his glasses back to the top of his nose and then goes back to his side....Read On

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A Little Goes A Long Way

An accommodating young lady assists an older gentleman with resolving his intimacy issue…

Are you tired of your same old, boring-ass, shitty life? Maybe stuck in a relationship lacking reciprocity and left alone with hand solo days and sexless, fantasy-filled nights? Or maybe, you’re in a rut? Between relationships? Can’t find the right person? Possibly, you’re just frustrated and you’ve temporarily stopped looking? Well, I’m in one of those scenarios; which one doesn’t...Read On

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Fiction M

Sunlight slanted through the high windows of the library. The building was old and grand, the ceilings arched with ornate plasterwork. Heavy wooden bookcases lined the walls and spilled further out into neatly organised mazes around the cavernous room. Tables occupied the central space, students sweating over textbooks as noise from the street outside drifted up through the open windows. He...Read On


A Day In The Life Of – Margaret Prothero

What if you were – Margaret Prothero?

The darkness slowly claws its way through the chilling streets and drags the inevitable dawn behind it. Houses are still and silent. Starlight peppers the streets and lanes but leaves the darkest corners untouched. Oppressive clouds breathe heavily onto the village. Everyone is asleep, dreaming their dreams. What if you were inside her head? Margaret Prothero’s head. What if you felt what...Read On


Full Service Bar

An elegant older woman teases a married man

The giant ice cube clinked loudly in his cut-glass tumbler of bourbon. Sat in a rich chocolate-brown leather chair he took a sip. This was his second — no, his third drink of the night. As the heavy drops of rain traced their way down the thick window panes he glanced around the bar. He liked it here. He always had. It was near his office and never got too busy. The staff all knew his name...Read On


Dirty Marjorie

In our final year at college, I was the only male student who hadn't lost his virginity. Most of the other guys had girlfriends who were happy to oblige; one nerd had to pay a hooker; two bribed the college bike ('everyone rode her') with packets of cigarettes. But I still couldn't get to first base. In the jerk-off league table I was up there with the leaders, but I had yet to experience...Read On


Kneeling For Duty

A hot young girl does everything she can to please a much older man

Slowly she unzipped his dark blue trousers. Her nervous fingers reached inside, fumbling for the cock buried somewhere beneath this mound of pubes. Finally, she found it, pulling it out into the cold night air and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. Madison had just turned eighteen but had already seen plenty of dicks — yet this one, the one in her hand right now was different. The...Read On


Kelly Chapter 4.1

We found a secluded sandbar

We had agreed to meet where she could leave her car unnoticed. She got in and gave me a quick kiss, knowing it was still too public to take chances. I asked Kelly where we should go. She said she didn’t know. I started driving with no destination in mind. Just to be different, I turned down a road toward another nearby reservoir. As we drove along the access road, finding no place...Read On



The only thing I want now

You come in, remove the glass of wine from my hands and straddle me as you pin my arms above my head. I look at you with lust and wonderment in my eyes, leaning forward to kiss your perfect mouth. You lean away from me before I get a chance and I know that this is for you not me.  Your fingers slide past my skirt, pushing my panties to the side so you can feel my already wet pussy. In...Read On


My Finger

It’s my finger and I’ll suck it if I want to.

I’m sucking on it, well, one of them anyway. My nail is against the roof of my mouth and my tongue is hard against the underside of my finger. It has nowhere to go. It’s stuck there and my cheeks are sucking it inwards. Although my finger is trapped, I manage to pull it free with a plop . I do it again. I’m getting horny doing it because I know where this finger is going. While I suck on...Read On


Teaching Students How To Satisfy A Woman

A sexy tutor teaches more than her own subject to a class and gets a bit carried away

My first job after lunch is one of the catch-up sex lessons all academic staff have to give the graduate students. They are not as exciting as they sound and rarely give the 'coach' much satisfaction. I've already got the room ready; there is a dildo on a table and a beanbag on the stage. A dozen twenty-year-old boys file in and sit down while I undress in a very relaxed unhurried way....Read On


I Am Your Wet Dream

I become the source of your midnight emission

I don’t know, like I have nothing better to do than tutor a failing grade like you. I could be painting my nails or planning my next vacation, but no. I’m here. Yes, your parents are paying me well, but I wonder what they would think if they knew what you got up to, eh? What you think I don’t know how you look at me at school? I’ve seen those soppy eyes and those furtive glances....Read On

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Pilot Flame

I can't forget the way you cupped my face in the dark and I did the same to know the sensation. Even in that dark, a barely noticeable tinge of moonlight reached through the curtains to vaguely illuminate your face. I could make out your silhouette and it looked almost like the shape of a teardrop, of a pilot flame.  I think about how the grooves in our fingerprints are already reading...Read On


The Eyes Have It

I was a late bloomer. By the time I turned sixteen I had never masturbated, never had sex, never had an orgasm. This is how that changed. This is how I had my first orgasm. I was emancipated at fifteen, and a hippie. I had no home, but I had a lot of friends who were happy to have me as a guest for a week or so now and then. A couple of weeks after my sixteenth birthday I was visiting one...Read On


The Bus

An erotic ride home...

The air in the bus tasted stale. It made my mouth dry. Every day the bus ride home was cramped and crowded. Today it was fucking hot and the smell of body sweat was strong as soon as you stepped on. I managed to get a seat by a window as people got off and others got on. I saw her glance at the empty seat beside me as she walked along the aisle. She sat next to me. I saw her on the bus...Read On

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Noli Me Tangere

He stayed her hand and grabbed it with his own, where they hovered in mid-air, their fingertips dancing in the dim light. “Keep it on,” he instructed. Her green eyes alight, she moved their joined hands to her left breast, squeezing and massaging it. The long rope of pearls that hung in between her fair bosoms and reaching past her navel, clicked and clacked slightly with the movements of...Read On


Plumber's Mate 02 - Citizens Band

It's not always the pizza guy.

I am a plumber.  I have the crack to prove it. That and an SUV full of tools and parts. The only better job, to my mind, is writing. I do that too. Recently I had occasion to call on a new customer, a favour for a friend. The home was an old but cared-for double wide, better than many around here. When I knocked, toolbox in hand, the door was opened by a beautiful black woman about my...Read On

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My apartment was quiet and dim. I sighed in relief as I toed off my work heels, then dropped my keys on the sideboard before scooping up my mail. The small square parcel with the neat lettering had landed demurely between two takeaway menus, and rendered everything else inconsequential. The bottle of Vino Nobile di Montepulciano still sat on the kitchen counter. I’d allowed myself one...Read On

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Moments Earlier

Jason’s busy life is reflected in the boardroom table from moments earlier.

Jason opened his mouth and breathed over a small area of the table for the fifth time. He quickly followed his breath with the soft cloth and polished the table once more. The smudges were finally coming out. He lowered his head so that he could squint over the boardroom table at an angle to see whether any of it was suffering from the after affects. As he squinted, he could see a small...Read On