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!
Then, he appeared, in all his glory!
I couldn’t believe I scored a Drix Hemi concert ticket! And a floor seat! It was late notice, but I knew exactly what to wear. I pulled out my black leather zipper front bustier, my best pair of tight jeans and my sexy high heel black suede ankle boots. Nervously fumbling around, I attempted makeup but knew I would sweat most of it off before the show was half over anyway. I did my best...Read On
Writing challenges can sometimes open more than one's struggling mind...
Overcoming Writer’s Block was displayed in large, fanciful letters, superimposed across the head of the bowed, head-in-hands person on the monitor. After a few seconds, the image disappeared and the article began. Reading yet another inane position on self-help annoyed him, but she insisted. She promised he’d find inspiration in the article. She as much guaranteed it. He’d tried everything...Read On
A quickie blowjob behind the wheel of a fast moving car
We’re traveling at highway speed. Your eyes are on the road, both hands on the wheel. “This won’t take long,” I promise as I lean across the seat and tug on the zipper of your pants. “Let’s wait until we get to the hotel,” you answer, but it is already too late as I fish the big trout out of your pants. “Mmm,” I moan softly as my eyes linger over the magnificent cock that I am about...Read On
I'm notorious for entering comps late, so this isn't too bad an effort
“I think of myself as an actor, first and foremost. That’s the real skill. Anyone can...” I pause for effect, watching her doe eyes widen. She’s young, sweet and innocent, but not stupid. I need to play it gently. “Can do what I do. The skill is in walking past everyone as though nothing has happened. Blending into the background.” “Goodness,” she says. “Have you ever...” She pulls a...Read On
There's a beach town that exists on the very tip of a coastal state, famous for its laid back disposition, art scene, and its overtly sexual atmosphere. Within its bounds and throughout the surrounding towns, there's one artist who's name tops the books of infamy: Viola Russo. Her fame was not caused solely by her talents behind the lens, or her striking beauty and curves, but because...Read On
How could a girl not be loving it?
Entering the sauna, Charlene encountered two strangers - male, college age like herself, each naked except for a towel across his lap. Tommy, her roommate, and Blake, their across the hall neighbor, were close behind. Blake engaged the strangers, "I figured you guys were long gone." "Nope, still here, across the parking lot," one of them replied. "Third floor front, if I recall. Some...Read On
The first time I met Lacey, she was in an orange jumpsuit with tears streaming down her face. Now we’re in a small windowless room waiting to hear the verdict. If the media had it their way she’d be locked away for life. They didn’t know her as I do. “How long do you think it will take,” Lacey asks pacing around the long conference table until she’s behind me. “It could be a while. Longer...Read On
Her head hangs off the bed, nose in my balls as my cock makes itself at home in her throat. I watch her hands fist the sheet as she writhes, flat stomach tight with exertion. Her concentration on my rod is admirable. I relish the pain her scalp is surely enduring as I fist her hair, serving to cradle her face against my crotch. My other hand is around her neck, feeling the tip of my shaft...Read On
A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. And just between you and me, some say it's kind of fun."
Newly polished toenails safely propped on the crowded coffee table, Darlene Barnes let out a long plume of cigarette smoke and waited for her friend to come back from the kitchen. Waiting in silence, however, had never been her 'thing'. The thirty-something bottled-blonde looked around at the empty doorway to the kitchen. "You know it's hard for me to believe you're this messed-up....Read On
A young celebrity under pressure finds her secret to stopping burnout
After climbing to the top of the fame world at the age of twenty-four, Lilia was the talk of the world. The super-model turned actress had starred in blockbuster hits and the world had their eyes on her. Lilia was born and raised in California and was a dark haired tanned skin beauty that looked exactly like Emily Ratajkowski. Unfortunately for the young talent, a scandal had affected...Read On
A young noble elects to do his compulsory military service in an all female regiment.
On a warm spring day Gilbert the butler of the LeRoux mansion opened the door to the courier from the Monarchy of Clitoria’s Ministry of War. He took delivery and sighed. The urgent letter was addressed to Louis LeRoux, who he dare not interrupt for another hour. Madame was also busy, but he knocked on her study door. “Gilbert?” “It’s here.” “Bring it in.” Marie LeRoux was sitting in...Read On
Outta my dreams, into her car.
The pre-production meeting at the studio had gone longer than I expected and I missed my flight out of LAX. I'd already checked out of my hotel that morning. The book tour was ending but I wasn't going home, at least not today. The upside of that was the producer of the movie that was being made from my romance novel was giving me a ride to her place in her twilight blue stretch limo. ...Read On
Pop star has an after show encounter to help unwind.
*11:15 Show ends* My heart is pumping, my body sweating, the adrenaline surging through me. Nothing makes me feel more alive. “Great show Serina, we have a quick meet and greet then you can go change,” says my manager Brad. “Ok, let's make this quick though, I need out of this dress.” Boob sweat is real! Selfies with my fans always makes me smile. It's like that middle step as I get...Read On
“Ahem!” I was taking lunch at my desk, checking e-mails. The office was usually empty this time of day, so I was surprised when I looked up to see Sue Hanson standing in the door to my office. She was wearing a teal wrap dress that did everything to accentuate her long, fit legs and firm breasts. Which, as I looked closer, appeared to be unencumbered by any undergarment; mostly because...Read On
Something more or less than a fling?
A face that had worn a thousand masks and even more appearances yet everyone would know who she was in an instant. Actress, seductress, courtesan, she’d done it all and had more done to her. She didn’t steal every eye in the room, only the ones that mattered. Her soft curves were only highlighted by the shimmering, black dress that clung to her wide hips as they swayed to the music....Read On
Dave Bennett was a British pro-wrestler. He recently made the big move and started to wrestle for a major wrestling promotion in the United States. When he first arrived on the scene in America during the tryouts, he struck up a close friendship with a fellow wrestler, which didn’t go unnoticed amongst the trainers at the academy. Being that, this chemistry he had with Alicia Cortez was...Read On
People watching alone is kind of a strange activity, but I’m kind of a strange girl. I didn’t go there to see her, but I did know that she’d be there. The way she moved her hips as she walked the room was enthralling, and enticing. The way she slithered as she calculated her options was almost slippery. It was almost hard to see her when she moved like that, but it was altogether impossible...Read On
Sofia had to get back to the congressional hearing but everything was going wrong. She looked desperately at the camera in the journalist's hand. “Please delete them,” she said. “ Delete them?!” He frowned incredulously. “They're priceless! Sofia Jordan, the left’s notoriously outspoken congresswoman has a coke habit? This is gold!” Sofia gazed at him helplessly. They were facing each...Read On
The photographers’ shadows stretched toward her across the dying front lawn like fingers in the fading hours of daylight. All cameras pointed at their house. Leah let the blinds go with a metallic clack. Turning away, she raked her fingers through her hair and met her husband’s blue eyes. Grimaced. “I keep waiting for them to go away.” “Give it time.” Chris's thin lips turned up in...Read On
Strangers to one another, a man and woman meet on a train and things happen.
The train was delayed by an obstruction on the tracks. I sat and gazed out the window, waiting for the train to start moving again. After what seemed like forever, I sighed and turned back to my magazine. As I did, I caught sight of the man sitting opposite me. Since we had been sitting there, we hadn’t said a word to one another, except for an acknowledging gesture when he first sat down. ...Read On
She needed this...
Serena strode into the house, slamming the door shut behind her. Fuck, her breasts...they hurt, breastmilk leaking through all the carefully designed absorbent padding stuffed inside her bra. Motherhood, she thought. I was a fucking Jersey cow in a past life and this is my reward. The bra came off, flying through the air, milk trickling already down her chest and pooling in her belly button...Read On
She always gets what she wants
I looked around to make sure no one had followed me before I opened the door. I loved the intrigue but knew it would be a disaster if anyone suspected these clandestine meetings were taking place. The election loss had been a disaster for me; however, the nature of my opponent made it possible for me to retain power without anyone being the wiser. Once I entered the building, I was...Read On
Kathrine loves to watch the news, but not quite like the rest of us.
Avi turned off the water and dried himself. In the next room, Kat was watching cable news. With a towel wrapped around his waist, he glanced at himself in the mirror but didn’t let his gaze linger. She, in her cotton robe, was laying back against the hotel bed’s headrest and scrolling through her phone. As the talking heads discussed topical events, her brow furled in frustration. “Rough day?”...Read On
She wanted both of us...
Donna loved to dance, almost as much as she loved to flirt. She was dancing with my buddy, Joe, rubbing her braless tits against his chest and letting him play with her ass. Not only had she started the night without underwear, but throughout the evening, the buttons on her blouse, one by one, had become 'accidentally' undone, until, only the one at her waist was left. On the dance floor,...Read On
If you could fuck anyone in the world, who would you choose?
“I fucked your Mom last night… in the ass. Again. She loved every second.” I rolled my eyes. “You are one sick fuck, you know that?” “Svoboda, Svoboda. Don’t put it in there. You’re too big!” “My Mom would never say that. No woman would ever say that . I’ve seen you. You’re tiny.” “Not in Famous and Fucked , I’m not. I’m enormous .” Svob made an action as though he was wanking a...Read On
Billie Watson is a bad girl with a reputation that haunts her; don't push her or she'll shove back!
The whispers precede her down the hall. As Billie approaches, many turn their backs. Like that even matters. Why do small-minded people think their disapproval is such a potent weapon? Slut. Skank. Whore. Bitch! Did they think she hadn’t been called those things before? Behind her, there was laughter. She didn’t have to hear the comments to know they weren’t funny. It wasn’t that kind...Read On
In the hopelessly overcrowded subway, it feels like rush hour after work in Tokyo. From the cold platform, people are streaming in, close to each other, clinging to all sorts of impossible grips, eagerly awaiting their evening at home. I am touching people, whether I like it or not. And I get touched. From all sides. All around me are men in suits, typical for this banking city. I wear...Read On
Charlotte sets her career on the line.
Charlotte Dawson read the Washington Post's review of her latest film and smiled. "Mrs Dawson's performance in her latest movie was both talented and shocking. It has to be said, ladies and gentlemen, that this critic, who has repeatedly lamented the actress's work in the past, will henceforth, never be able to watch her perform again, without his memory being plagued by some of the...Read On
A somewhat true story of the Gem Saloon, Dakota Territories, 1877.
I stood outside the louvered, swinging doors of the notorious Gem Saloon, taking in the sights and sounds of the establishment I was about to enter. Al Swearengen, the well-known owner and proprietor of the Gem, was holding court behind the bar—a sawed-off was always within his reach. Dan Doherty and Johnny Burns, Al’s all-purpose men, stood ready to accomplish anything Al wanted, from...Read On
Mindy puts on a show for daddy...
"Mindy, come out here, please." Daddy's voice tore me away from my magazine. He's not my father, mind you. To everyone else, he's my fiancé Mark, but he's my Daddy and I'm his good little girl. Well, mostly. I put the magazine down on the dining room table, stood up and walked to the living room - the source of his voice. Daddy was sitting in the middle of the couch. He had turned on...Read On