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Lesbian Erotic Flash Fiction

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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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Her Personal Trainer

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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Personal Trainer Part4: Double Life, by Mia Sumner

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…

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Painting

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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  • Blacked Family

    Blacked Family

    “You see Kathy,” Arla purred in between kisses of the thick, dark cock that Kathy could not tear her eyes from. “She thought James satisfied her until I introduced her to Jamal. Claudia has learned that there’s just no comparison. Now it’s your turn.” Kathy forced her gaze just slightly to the left, where her…

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  • Beg For Mommy’s Tongue

    Beg For Mommy’s Tongue

    by Mia Sumner Mmmmm, that’s it sweetie. Just relax and listen to your body. I’m going to make you feel so good. Mommy knows just what to do with your body. Moan for me. Mmmffff just like that! I can feel those hard nipples on your perky breasts. You want this. You want to give…

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  • Yeah, I Was Cheating On You

    by Mia Sumner You were right, babe, I was cheating on you. Not with all those guys you were so jealous of, though. I found someone with some real staying power and size. She can go for hours! You remember Taylor, don’t you? I certainly remember how you tried to stare at her tits every…

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  • What Your Complaints Are Worth

    What Your Complaints Are Worth

    Kathy gasped and panted, her head hanging down off the chair, cum dripping into her hair, barely missing her eyes. Her brain whirled as she tried to make sense of what had happened to her. An invitation to a private meeting with the CEO himself. An opportunity to make her case about the lack of…

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  • Never Stop Cumming

    Never Stop Cumming

    Mia Sumner It never stops. The vibrations spreading through your body, centered on your pussy. Your arms and legs bound. The wand, on full power, pressed against your mound. No way to remove it, no way to end the tormenting ecstasy. How long has it been? How many times have you cum now? Your body…

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  • House Rules

    House Rules

    The house was quiet after the chaos of the pool party. Behind her, Tessa could still hear the loud music and splashes as people shouted over each other. She flipped her long, wet, brown hair over her shoulder as she peered through the patio doors into the living room. No one was around it seemed…

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  • Please Don’t Stop

    Please Don’t Stop

    Mia smirked. Only minutes ago her friend Melanie had been telling her how there was just no way another woman could give her what she got from her boyfriend. Now, here she was squirming and moaning on Mia’s practiced fingers. Of course there had been some feeble protest but from the moment Mia’s hand cupped…

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  • Leave Her In The Belt All Week

    Leave Her In The Belt All Week

    “Hiiiiiii! How are you, Kathy? What? Sorry, I don’t speak loser grunts. We just wanted you to be able to see what you’re missing out on. You can probably hear it, but that’s not the same as seeing, is it?” “OMG, look at the way she’s drooling and squirming. I think she’s getting off on…

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  • Tasting Her Hunger

    Tasting Her Hunger

    “The others? Oh they aren’t coming today. That was just a little white lie. You though, well… if you’re a good girl.” Mia’s fingers pumped in and out the blonde, freshman’s pussy. They were always so easy to seduce. Some attention, some praise, then a few hints to fan the flame of their curiosity. That’s…

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  • Jungle Fever

    Same hotel every time. Same hotel, different men. Different black men. Different black cocks. They call, you book the room. You bring the pussy. They bring the cock. The woman at the front desk gives you that look every time you check in. She knows what you’re doing and she’s judging you. How often is…

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