I’ve been writing a lot of flash fiction (posted on Twitter). I like the challenge of writing prompts, but flash fiction, especially on Twitter, is is an added challenge. How much can I convey in 280 characters – those characters go so fast. Each word suddenly matters.
I’m archiving all my flash pieces on my Flash Fiction page. I don’t know it I’ll make this a regular feature on my blog, or if I am admittedly procrastinating on working on work.
Regardless, here are all of my flash pieces for this week:
On the drive back to his place, Daddy had my tits out and was squeezing them so hard, I knew I’d bruise. When he slid his hand up my skirt, his fingers found my sopping wet pussy. “You’re so wet, baby girl” he’d commented without ever taking his eyes off the road. “What were you thinking about during dinner?”
I have been remiss in sharing. between work, being sick, and a break up – I just haven’t been reading much erotica. I picked up an unexpected job, so next week will be, I suspect, a nightmare of logistics and extra work, but I am reminding myself that this opportunity will be great for my career.
I’ve got a Lead Belly playlist, and I’m ready to share some love.
Des kissed Will again, and Natalie wriggled between them. She hadn’t known she could be more turned on, but watching them she was. All the teasing, the two of them touching her has Natalie ready to explode.
She could guarantee there was a wet spot on Des’s couch. Now he was going to punish her. Des rose from the couch, “What did you do wrong, kitten?” he asked.
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Vixen rang the doorbell. She could feel the cold air drifting under her coat. She couldn’t believe she was going through with this. When her Dom had suggested that she see Liz again, Vixen had been ecstatic. However, when he presented his plan, she’d grown nervous. What if Liz wasn’t interested? What if the whole gift backfired somehow? Vixen knew that her Dom had planned this with Will, and Will was connected to Liz, but still, Vixen was nervous.
Part One: Title Part Two: Title – Or just jump in here the story stands alone.
Paul began clearing away the dinner plates. Crystal hadn’t planned on spending Christmas Eve with Paul, but once again she couldn’t pass up being with him. He said he planned an entire evening together as a Christmas gift for her.