Flash Fiction: A gift

It was guttural and raw, desperate and uncontrolled. Clothes being shredded from her body as she undressed in the commuter carriage. A couple tried to reason with her, but there was no hope as her blue bra was pinged across the carriage, and her fingers plunged into her sodden knickers.

Flash Fiction: Commuting Sunshine

But what were we doing? She was gently rubbing her fingers across my trousers and no-one had said a word. No-one had objected or noticed. I closed my eyes and savoured her exquisite touch, pressing harder and firmer on my cock, as she rubbed it through my cotton garments.

Flash Fiction: Sex is safe?

Take Maria at University, for example. She was a biter. No penetration was complete without the crazy minx sinking her teeth into the flesh of the man as he pounded his cock into her. His screams would increase as she neared her orgasm. The flailing cries of the aroused man, in pain and pleasure, totally rocked her boat. We had a very short-lived relationship: I had bite marks all over my arms.

Flash Fiction: Hide and Go Fuck!

She cried with every stinging blow landing on her soft buttocks, as his right hand explored the crevice underneath, slowing probing her opening under the pretence of holding her still. Her pussy moistened as she felt humbled; accepting his rough touch probing her with begrudging horniness.

Flash Fiction: The little green man

My hands slid around her waist as I held her in her smooth second skin. She slid from my grasp and giggled as she looked at me; she had a dark wet spot over her mouth where we’d kissed and I guessed I had the same.

Flash Fiction: €a$¥ Mo₦€¥

Sometimes, they keep their hands and wanton desires to themselves; I don’t like those gigs so much. Normally they can’t. Maybe the bride wants one last fling, the maid of honour sees something she can’t get from her respectable husband or a wild guest just wants a wilder time. By the time my thong gets tossed into the raunchy mob, the inhibitions are long gone.

Flash Fiction: Now you’re a man!

She licked her lips as I sat down, feeling overdressed in the presence of her beauty, but she passed me a bottle of her family’s fresh cider, and knelt down in front of me. “I wanted to do this on your eighteenth birthday,” she said with a wink. “Imagine you’re eighteen again.”
She began to lower the zipper on my shorts, licking her lips as butterflies fluttered around my belly button. “Enjoy your cider,” she whispered, reaching inside my boxer shorts to grab my erect dick. She was gentle, her touch delicate and sensual, as I took my first swig of the alcoholic drink.

Flash Fiction: University Debauchery Club

I could see in her eyes she wanted me to: she needed the affection and attention, the hot pleasure dripping from her cunt as I would coax a climax from her expectant opening. I pressed her shoulder over the small table and her hands instinctively gripped the top of the furniture. She was gaspingly desperate and guided my cock into her slick hole.

Flash Fiction: For your thighs only (007 Parody)

“Thunderballs. Jack Thunderballs.”
She gave a cursory smile, as her eyes focused on a big spender a few tables away from the bar. “I trust you will have a good night, Mr Thunderballs, but I have …”

“You’re watching Gregori,” I voiced loudly as she went to move away from me; she froze. “He’s staying the night in room seven-zero-two.”

FFF: She wore headphones

The Flash Fiction Friday meme sets a picture to construct a story around, as well as a couple of limitations. Word Count: 250 Bonus Words: +50 if you tell us the last three songs you listened to Required Word: Melody Forbidden Words: Ke$ha, Miley, Rihanna It was an enticing proposition from my neighbour: I defy any man to decline …


Story: Anonymous Sex

This is a quick-1100 word story, written pre-Eroticon, about a heterosexual quickie. The beat of the music pounded in the small cubicle, vibrating the walls as she pressed her body against mine, her hand riding up my trousers and rubbing my bulging crotch. Her red miniskirt left little to my imagination, and my hands, cupping …


Story: An unusual couple

I set out to write a 500 word flash fiction piece; I’ve ended up with a 2500 word fiction piece; but the couple grew on me!  They are an unusual couple. He is an IT manager at a city bank, she is a protesting hippie. He graduated from Cambridge with a double first, she wasn’t …


A Darker Flame: Unfathomable Logic and Hypocrisy

This is very stereotypical and full of cliches but I had nowhere to go with this prompt; this is attempt number four. Sorry … Britishness. What is it? What does it mean to be typically British? Sure, there’s the blind sporting optimism and ability to appreciate toilet jokes, but possibly the key British traits are …


Flash Fiction: Unloved and Brutal

His mates didn’t care either, laughing and jeering as the groom – and twelfth man – took his turn that evening. It was a stag night, these things happened. Just a bit of fun, they would say. Just a laugh.

She came from China to Britain in a lorry; tightly packed with little room until she was sold in a back alley. She was bought exclusively for sex, everyone knew that.

A Darker Flame: Viking Pussy (Erotic Fiction)

This fiction is sort of inspired by antics inside the Orkney Saga: my favourite pre-Medieval fiction after Dante Aligheri’s Inferno. We think of superheroes as figures that possess unhuman abilities or characteristics, but the original hero was “a man who is blessed with great bravery and strength, and whom is famed for his fearless exploits.” …


FFF: Re-orientation

I admired her elegant body; she pulled me onto her, and guided my erect cock into her slippery cunt: she had been busy! It was heaven; a week without sex had been hell, but Paula expertly massaged my cock as I slid into her, and she groaned loudly, making no attempt to hide our carnal antics.

FFF: Heather

Everyone knew Hannah; everyone. Some called her a good-time party girl, others were less charitable, but everyone knew her.

Me and My Zapper Chapter 11

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five – Chapter six – Chapter seven – Chapter eight – Chapter nine – Chapter ten This is the final chapter, for now. I may return to these characters in the future but these story is now closed! 😉 I spoke at …


Me and My Zapper Chapter 10

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five – Chapter six – Chapter seven – Chapter eight – Chapter nine “Pregnant!” Rebecca cried, causing the teenage barmaid to flinch. “As in proper pregnant.” Eva nodded and withdrew a pregnancy test from her bag that clearly showed a blue line …


Story: Evie and the Trainspotter

I tried to find a person, or type of person whom was unlikely to have been the subject of erotica, and could find no entry on Literotica (among others) with trainspotter; even ASSTR only lists one story. There may be good reason for this, but as I try to write unfamiliar situations, so this is another …


Me and My Zapper Chapter 09

Sorry for the late running of this chapter 😉 Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five – Chapter six – Chapter seven – Chapter eight It took over three months for the sale to finish, and for us to refit the hotel; it was sold to us at …


Story: An unexpected treat?

Who was she? Was she an angel? He had no idea; she hadn’t given him an explanation as he opened the door to his hotel suite and she sauntered into his room, discarding her long trenchcoat and leading him towards the window.

Me and My Zapper Chapter 08

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five – Chapter six – Chapter seven Despite finding the magical waveforms that would work on me, and both Rebecca and I had spent the afternoon proving that it did work, we wanted further proof that it would function on a large …


Me and My Zapper Chapter 07

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five – Chapter six I couldn’t leave Rebecca with Elsie, especially after what had just happened, so we fled out the back door and sprinted across the small cul-de-sac to my car, as Elsie’s well-fucked sister staggered through the front door arguing …


Me and My Zapper Chapter 06

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four – Chapter five I ventured into the garden long enough to retrieve my shorts and T-Shirts; I could not find my underwear and assumed that some wife had taken them as a trophy, and left the fucking to find Number 8. Rebecca answered the …


Me and My Zapper Chapter 05

Chapter one – Chapter two – Chapter three – Chapter four To say Maisie and I had a row that evening would be an understatement; she was livid and her friend had received a steady stream of phone calls from tearful team-mates anxiously wanting to discuss the lustful fog that had unexpectedly gripped them, and …