Erotic flash fiction – On display

‘Spread your legs.’ Tara’s voice is cold, dispassionate and I feel a shiver of fear run down my back. This is what I want, what I asked for and I know I can trust Tara completely, but I shiver with nerves. Nerves, and excitement.

I am sitting on an uncomfortable, straight-backed chair. The only light in the room is directly above me, blinding me, so I cannot see the ring of men standing around me. They can see me, though: every glorious detail of my naked body.

‘Spread them,’ Tara commands, leaning over an putting a hand on either of my knees. ‘Or do I have to do it for you?’

I lick my dry lips and shake my head. I slowly spread my legs, aware of the eyes in the room on me. My pussy is wet, a fact which does not go unnoticed by Tara. She guides me knees apart even more, her breath harder than usual despite her attempts to appear unmoved. A smile briefly touches my lips; I love the effect I have on her. She may be in charge at the moment, but I am not completely powerless.

‘Look at this beautiful cunt,’ Tara says, her hands on either side of my pussy, her fingers spreading my labia wider. ‘Look at how wet she is for you.’

A moan escapes me as several gasps are heard around the room. I don’t know how many men are waiting to fuck me – I asked Tara to keep it a surprise – but I am ready to take them all.

‘I’ll get her started,’ Tara announces and I whip my head around to look at her. That was never the agreement. She winks at me, then stands up and moves away from me. When she comes back, she has my wand massager in her hands. I gasp, and she hasn’t even started yet.

‘Would you like this?’ she asks me, caressing the massive vibrator.

I nod mutely.

‘Speak.’

‘Yes, please, use me.’

Tara grins and takes up position behind me again. I know why: she wants the men in the room to have an unobstructed view of my body as she pound my pussy with the wand massager. As she turns it on, I can feel my body reacting. Even at the lowest setting that thing has the capability to make me come hard within seconds and I couldn’t think of a better way to warm up.

‘She loves this,’ Tara tells the men in the room. ‘Watch her squirm.’

She places the head against my cunt and immediately waves of pleasure course through me. There is no need for delicacy and I moan loudly as I can already feel my orgasm build. Tara knows how fast I can come this way, so she eases up and points to a man.

‘You, take her while I make her come. Trust me, she needs her hot cunt filled.’

The man doesn’t waste time; he is with me in two steps, positions himself between my legs and rams his rock hard cock deep inside me as Tara keeps the wand massager on my clit.

And then all thought stops and the orgasms take over, one after the other until I have had ten men and an equal amount of orgasms.

Flash Fiction Friday – Sexy Fairy Tale

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Once upon a time, in a country far, far away, there lived a princess. She lived in a beautiful castle in a beautiful country. Unfortunately there was a curse on the country. The country hadn’t seen rain in two years. Crops withered and died and the people were going hungry. There was only one way to lift the curse: the princess was to experience a moment of ecstatic bliss and then the rains would fall again. Continue reading “Flash Fiction Friday – Sexy Fairy Tale”

Flash Fiction Friday – The Master

The air is heavy, the room semi dark. The only sound is the heavy breathing and occasional moans of the couples sprawled out throughout the room. Amy shifts in her seat. She can feel the ache developing between her thighs, the hunger in her lower belly. Soon she will get wet and her body will scream for release, but she has been ordered to observe only. Continue reading “Flash Fiction Friday – The Master”

Flash Fiction Friday – Rain


The rain took me by surprise; soaking me, drenching me. My carefully applied make up streaked my face. My hair, which I had spent an hour blow drying, lay flat on my head, dripping tendrils sticking to my neck. My silk blouse clung to my skin, making it obvious that I was not wearing a bra. What had seemed like a playful idea – the suggestion of a nipple under the fabric – had turned into a disaster. How could I enter the restaurant like this? Continue reading “Flash Fiction Friday – Rain”

Flash Fiction Friday #17

I catch my boss glance in my direction and I fidget in my seat. I have been horny all morning, after having had a particularly hot dream about him. I can’t help my mind wandering now. I keep my eye riveted to my computer screen, pretending to be busy reading an article, but my mind is far away. Continue reading “Flash Fiction Friday #17”