Flash Fiction One: May 8, Tease:

When her fingers closed around his cock, he breathed sharply in. Holding his moans behind clenched teeth, he endured her clever hands torment and prayed for it to never end. (30 words)

Flash Fiction Two: May 9, Denial:

He’d gotten used to being told ‘No.’ The rhythm of her voice, the warm tones of it, soothed and calmed him, keeping him from loosing control and going over. She held him in the confines of his submission, and he was happy there. He had her, and so was happy. (50 words)

Flash Fiction Three: May 10, Cum Eating:

When she finally told him ‘Now’, he didn’t think he’d be able to. He bent his head, and ate it. (20 words)

Flash Fiction Four: May 11, Public Humiliation:

She told him she’d write all about him for the world to see, expose his faults and foibles, bare him to the four winds and laugh gleefully at his blushes. He really hoped she would… (35 words)

Why flash?

Flash fiction is a form of fiction wherein the author tries to use as few words as possible to tell a story. Each story should stand on it’s own, and, in the case of these four fictions, depending upon exactly how dirty your mind is, each story is either totally nasty and erotic or just a bit weird and sci/fi – ish. (and, you can totally read them as a linked quartet, if you want to.)

I got hooked on the idea of Flash Fiction because I’ve been playing on Twitter. If you want to follow me there, I’m EnchantrxHarper. πŸ˜‰