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Beasts Erotic Flash Fiction
Claws instead of hands. Size instead of patience. These stories go past what a person can offer, trading in an instinct that doesn’t negotiate. The thrill comes from being outmatched by something built on entirely different terms: small and fragile against a partner that has never heard the word gentle. Raw, a little feral, and unapologetic about what “wilder” really means.
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Bitch In Heat
Read story: Bitch In HeatKathy lay back in the grass, sweaty, and panting. The dog knotted firmly inside her, it would be minutes, yet before she could get free. Only feet away, people were walking their dogs. Her heart thudded against her ribcage at the thought of being found. But there was nothing she could do now.
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Walkies
Read story: WalkiesKathy glanced around, seeing, with some relief, that the field was still empty. At least her walkies had been unobserved. Buster tugged on the leash, demanding her attention. She could tell he was already eager and would not be kept waiting. Walkies was his second favorite time of day after, well…
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She Was Going To Cum
Read story: She Was Going To Cumby Mia Sumner Kathy squirmed and tugged at the unyielding ropes. She wasn’t going anywhere, and the gag in her mouth wouldn’t even let her cry out for help. With her legs held spread in this position, anyone walking past the bench would be able to see her bare pussy. At least the bench was…
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Scaled Submission
Read story: Scaled Submission“Submit soft skin. Join my clan!” The creature’s voice was a sibilant rumble. Lysander trembled in fear as the lizard’s tongue traced the curve of her neck, caressing her skin cool and damp like wet velvet. The scent of rot clung to it, a stark contrast to the faint lavender of her own skin. The…