She's happy collects his money each week before taking Kathy in his bed, bent over the sofa, or on the kitchen counter. Kathy is so addicted to her trainers strap-on, she begs for extra sessions now…
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Lesbian Erotic Flash Fiction
Woman-on-woman flash fiction, from teasing seductions to sharper power games. These stories move through glances, rivalry, softness, cruelty, and the particular charge of women choosing or using one another. Some are intimate and coaxing, while others lean into dominance, jealousy, or humiliation. Expect complete flashes where the chemistry arrives fast and the mood does not waste time explaining itself.
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She told herself she could still turn around. Drive away. Stop this madness. Her panties were already damp when she rang the bell.
Personal Trainer Part 4: Double Life, by Mia Sumner
She woke early, eyes open, instantly awake. A glance to the side confirmed that in ten minutes her alarm would go off. She needed to be in Alex’s apartment in ninety minutes, dressed appropriately. That instruction had been weighing on her all week. Sliding out of bed, careful not to disturb the still sleeping Richard, she put her bare feet on the carpeted floor and walked over to the closet, wondering what exactly Alex wanted her to wear.
“Come back to bed babe.” Richard mumbled. Kathy glanced over her shoulder, but he hadn’t opened his eyes.
“I have an early appointment, go back to sleep honey.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, but it twisted her stomach anyway. Richard turned over, mumbling something she couldn’t make out. Guilt twisted into sadness at his disinterest.
She dressed quickly, pulling on fitted athletic leggings, darker and slimmer than her usual gym gear and just a cropped fitted top over her sports bra. It felt revealing. So fitted, nothing hidden underneath. Her office clothes went into a bag that she slung into the passenger seat. She was out of the house in under thirty minutes…
Painting, yes I'm supposed to be painting, Kathy reminded herself, brush held limply in one hand as she stared at the breasts on the life model. Those pink, nipples on the soft breasts just begging to be suckled. She couldn't look away, couldn't move. I'm here head she saw herself leaning in, her lips latching on. When she finally tore her gaze away, she met the model's eyes, and her face flushed at the knowing look she received…
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Read story: Part 1 – The Scent of TemptationNatalie rubbed her tired eyes and gazed at the screen with a mix of desperation and hope, longing for the numbers to finally add up. Her mind raced with calculations, struggling to keep pace with the intricate spreadsheet and its ever-changing variables. Hours of intense focus had left her mentally drained, her brain feeling overwhelmed…
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Servant of Her Silken Thighs
Read story: Servant of Her Silken Thighs“This is a much better use for your tongue, don’t you think, Kathy?” Theresa mocked, her fingers clawed into Kathy’s scalp, yanking her head back temporarily so she could look at into the eyes of the prize between her legs. “No more snide remarks about my lifestyle or abilities, just lick, lick, lick. Better hurry,…
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Her New Toy
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Read story: A Pussy Girl’s Role Is To PleasureThe air was thick and hot in the well appointed bedroom, and the space filled with the sharp tang of sweat mixed with the cloying sweetness of arousal, accompanied by moans and the rustle of silk sheets. A large dildo rested on the bedside table, a silent promise of things to come. “Mmmm Babe, this…
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A Straight Girl Wouldn’t Want Her Pussy Licked
Read story: A Straight Girl Wouldn’t Want Her Pussy LickedWhat was that, a whimper? Cum?? Oh no, I’m not going to let you cum. You’re straight, remember, and you’d never dream of cheating on your boyfriend like that. Such a betrayal, it is unthinkable, isn’t it?