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.
She slipped into her bedroom, him close behind her. The door clicked shut, shrouding them in darkness. Laughter, muffled by a hand over his mouth, escaped his lips. Blouse askew, jeans unfastened, his hands roamed her body, urgency overtaking them, The do...
A sensual kiss on the nape of my neck, a gentle skimming of fingertips along my shoulder and the swell of my cleavage, and a playful nibble of my earlobe all stimulate feelings of desire. A firm cupping of my breast, a terse twist of my nipple, and the da...
She stood before him in the dimly lit room, lace and silk barely containing her sinful sway. With each roll of hips, she stoked his primal frustration, daring surrender. "No touching," she purred, "until I say." Slowly, she revealed herself, glistening wi...
I gripped her phenomenally succulent booty, worshipping her rich toned flesh. My tube was emptying into the depth of her cauldron. She vibrated with mother nature‘s gifts of spasm and pulse. I reached forward and took hold of gorgeous swinging D-cups and...
“I’ll see you, and raise you two hundred.” George groaned. He couldn’t cover the bet. He looked at the cards, then at his girlfriend, and gave her puppy-dog eyes. She sighed. “You’d better win.” Dave smiled to himself. He’d been angling for this all night...
Welcome back to my sexual autobiography! This poster asks, "What is the most bizarre request I have had during sex?" I've reworked this incident in my fictional stories already, hence the micro. It's in my "Fetish" genre story, and also my "Pep and Aina"...
Seth groaned. "Fuck, she's good at this!" Richard laughed as he thrust into me from behind. "Yeah, Rayney was breastfed, and her mom says she sucked her thumb until she was in kindergarten. She comes by it naturally." I let Seth's thick cock slip from my...
“I’m sorry, Jack. She’s not in… again.” Daisy blushed. She knew exactly where Haley was and who with… and she guessed Jack did too. Daisy sighed. She was fed up with making excuses for Haley. “She takes you for granted, you know.” She opened the door wide...
He walked in on me looking at porn and masturbating. For some reason, I quickly quit and hid my wet fingers, startled and embarrassed. "What are you doing?" I giggled. "Looking at guys jerking off, okay?" "Mmm, fun! Are you horny?" I spread my legs. "Why...
“Oh Baby, I’m almost there!” I shout-choked so others wouldn’t hear. “No!” Freema jumped off my cock and grabbed my desk. “Doggy! Hard!” She put one leg up to spread wider. Her dripping swollen labia were twitching, her vagina gaping! I lined up and plung...
I sat back and this goddess leapt into my arms. I grabbed her epic booty as we met in a wet passionate mouth dance. We tongued, sucked, bit. I shuddered as she ground her wet need against the instrumental demise of my resistance. Taking cock in hand she s...
The class had dragged on longer than any of my career! I lectured from behind my desk, claiming my back hurt. I was steel hard as Freema had flashed me her naked pussy twice from the front row! I rushed to my office. Five seconds later, she came in. “Lock...
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”...
