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Microfiction Stories

The aim of microfiction (also commonly known as “micro-fiction”) is to tell a complete story within a limited number of words.

Doing extremely short writing challenges can force you to focus on the most important points of your plot, what is going to come across the best in the least amount of words, what it is you want to convey, and cultivating and condensing the juiciest parts of a story. Our microfiction stories are limited to a maximum of 100 words. We recommend including an accompanying image which may have inspired or represent them.

We are interested in high quality submissions which tell a story, not just random erotic thoughts. Authors should note that our story verifiers have strict instructions to reject the latter. This category is for stand-alone stories only. It is not for stories submitted as part of a series.

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Surprise

Sir catches me off guard with a video message, and I surprise him in return.

My phone pings. It's a video from Sir. He takes me on a tour of his hotel room, ending it in the bathroom under the shower. He flips the camera, grinning mischievously as he flaunts his naked body, his right hand gripping his erection. "Wish you were here...

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Gift Received

The professor arranges a meeting with his beautiful student

I had put the number in my phone because the post-it note was worn from two days in my pocket. Day three. A deep breath, then a text to Freema: “Thanks for the gift” Her immediate response: “You like the wet part? Your fault.” My cock stirred. “Very much”...

Sendoff

Monday morning, I’m off to a business conference, so hubby gives me a proper sendoff.

Skirt bunched around my waist, panty-less, hubby’s mouth slathers my clit. Fingers gripping his hair, hips pumping, I squirm, squeal, and shudder, leaking lady cum onto his tongue. Ding! “Ah, my Uber. Just in time.” I stand, wipe, and smooth my skirt, gra...

Teacher Gift

She is a very attentive student.

I had to splash water on my face after that last lecture. She was wearing a short skirt. Again! I cannot keep my eyes off of her brown skin and enticing chest. I am sure she flashed me a yellow thong today. I am almost back to my room to pack up and she i...

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The Vase

Julie's date brings her flowers

Julie sat nervously waiting for her date to arrive. She played with her long dark hair, checking her makeup, adjusting the straps on her green party frock. She hadn’t been on a date for months. Her sister peeked out through the curtains, scanning the stre...

Blowjob Queen

The things you've got to do to keep your crown

The clock ticks closer to Midnight. Rules are rules. It's currently a dead-heat and time is running out fast. I kneel with party frock hitched up, wanking him faster and faster as I suck the head. Ten… Nine… Eight... I've got my phone ready. I'm not givin...

Birthday Spankings

It's not a birthday without getting spanked.

After a lovely day of celebrating, the redheaded birthday girl was summoned to the bedroom. “Undress,” he commanded. “Present your ass to me.” She obeyed eagerly, desire coursing through her veins. Giddy with arousal, she positioned herself on the bed in...

Adorable Visage

Embrace and aroma cause overwhelming desire.

Standing in your loungeroom, we embrace tightly. Your intoxicating aroma overwhelms me with desire. I attempt to slide my hand into your jeans so you loosen your belt. Rubbing your sensual bud, I elicit a smiling sigh. You encourage me by placing your thi...

The Prime Minister's Daughter

In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act -- George Orwell

Pounding music. She’s dancing, always packing, a grunge-goth Mistress of tuneless nihilism. Torn fishnets, punk attitude, air punches. Shrieking the lyrics: fuck government, fuck Jesus, fuck fake. She sneers, knows I’m that preppy princess from happy-snap...

Gone Fishing

Fishing for guys is so easy

God, she was horny. She was dripping so much her panties were ruined. She was, to put it bluntly, gagging for it. She sat on the step and tugged the hem of her sundress up her thighs. She pretended to read a book as she watched the workmen finishing up fo...