This is a selection of four 500 word short stories with no connection other than the 500 word limit. Sex Contents: Minimal Sex Genre: Flash Codes: Ma/Fa, Mult, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Spanking, Group Sex, First, Petting, Voyeurism, Teacher/Student, Clergy, School
Mary Brown was noticeably nervous as she sat on the bench outside the Principal's office. The students moving rapidly in different directions glanced at her silent form but found her uninteresting and unworthy of comment.
The secretary stuck her head outside the opaque glass door and bade her,
"Come quickly, girl, his lordship doesn't have all day!"
She gathered her books and her notes and scurried along behind the big-bummed redhead like a lost waif searching for a new home. All things considered, she regretted her presence sensing she had made a terrible mistake.
The headmaster was an older man but not so old that he didn't present an interesting appearance to nubile females considering match-ups even one lasting only long enough to scratch their age-old itch. He was on the phone talking to some woman with a hint of apology and distress in his voice as if he had this conversation a thousand times before.
"Yes, Emma, I did take the Simpson girl to the conference, but it was only because she knows all the details of the new expansion."
He loosened his tie and motioned Mary to sit in the bleak wooden chair in front of his desk.
"I don't care that all the wives think she is a home-breaker. She is bloody good at her job and never complains."
He took out a nasty-looking ruler with a metal edge from the desk and slapped it on his leg with a little popping noise that rattled Mary's nerves even further.
"Bye, dear, I will be a little late this evening. I have some important business in the office."
Headmaster Anderson smiled at the trembling young girl waiting patiently in the hard backed chair. Mary was impressed with the charm of his handsome face but was confused about the tone of the interview which seemed to be heading in the wrong direction entirely.
Professor Anderson's hand on her shoulder caused Mary to shudder in both fear and anticipation. This was a strange interview indeed.
"Stand up, girl, we don't have all day."
Mary stood up not understanding the reason but she was obedient to a fault.
"Bend over the desk and count with each and every stroke."
She looked over her shoulder.
"I beg your pardon, sir."
Mary felt her knickers yanked down and the first lick of the ruler caught her completely off balance.
After that, she just took it all and tried not to groan out loud.
"Do you have anything to say, girl?"
Mary looked up with visible tears in her eyes and said,
"Yes, sir, the district office sent me to advise you that your budget is well over the acceptable level for this time of year and I am here to offer assistance in re-structuring the expenditures."
There was a knock at the door and the redhead called in with great distress,
"Sir, your 11AM is here for her midday appointment for the scheduled correction in your office."
HIGH DIVE
Kaylie wanted to be on the swim team but she was not really fast enough at any distance to excel in a particular stroke and her weakness in the backstroke kept her out of the medleys even though she was quite good in the others.
Now that she was in her senior year, she wanted to be listed as competing in one of the recognized school sports because that would look good on her applications to college. However, it was increasingly apparent that swimming would not be the sport. The water sports coordinator Mrs. Johnson called her to the side of the pool and asked,
"Why don't you try out for the diving team, dear? I saw how nicely you dove off the low board in the warm ups."
She had never considered diving as being "her" sport but it was worth a try. She qualified for the low board and was told she was a natural at hitting the water with a clean entry that always scored high points in any competition.
The high board didn't seem that high when she was up there looking down but most of the girls changed their minds when they saw how small the pool looked beneath them. After some practice dives, she showed them her form that she had practiced just for fun at summer camp where she worked as a counselor.
The coach was a nice young man called Andre who walked around in his speedos like a Greek God treating the young girls to a package of impressive size. She wanted to do something that would make a big impression on him so he would remember her even when they he was away from the pool environment. Kaylie decided to do a backward two and a half turn to show her ability to make the difficult high jump in a reverse position.
She slid her fingers inside the edge of her tight fitting speedos and did her best to pull them down over the rounded curves of her backside so she wouldn't look like some pole dancer trying to get more dollar bills from the customers. Kaylie had shaved her entire body except for her short hair so she would cut through the water quicker in the swimming competition. It really wasn't needed for diving.
On the way down she felt the edge of the board catch the edge of her suit and heard it rip like a sheet being torn. Thankfully, she entered the water quickly and smoothly. She looked around down deep under water and saw her suit floating up to the surface. She was totally naked and running out of air.
Up she went and was pulled out of the water by Andre with a huge grin on his handsome face.
"I think we want you on our team, Kaylie. It would be hard to top that jump."
She smiled in embarrassment but felt a lot better when he offered to give her special tutoring.
PIANO LESSONS
Claire's finishing school was located in the Swiss Alps. Now that she was eighteen, the prioress felt she should have some musical talent in her background to make her as well-rounded in her social skills
another two short stories, this time about drunken wives. Sex Contents: Much Sex Genre: Erotica Codes: Ma/Fa, Mult, Drunk/Drugged, Heterosexual, Fiction, Slut Wife, Gang Bang Size: 11 KB | 2,272 Words | Votes: 32 |
Jaelyn Bench runs from an abusive relationship with only one thing on her mind: find her brother’s old army buddy, Ace Wilder. Former Delta Force Commander Ace Wilder is back home. Now his days are filled with overseeing his family’s ranch, known as Wilder Ranch. With a case of PTSD, he needs something more, he needs a mission. When his old buddy’s little sister winds up in his barn beaten half to death, Ace has his new mission. Protect Jaelyn Bench at all cost. Sex Contents: Minimal Sex Genre: Action/Adventure Codes: Ma/Fa, Consensual, Rape, Heterosexual, Fiction, Military, Western, Violence
Fangs of Riften is a series of erotic stories set in the city of Riften, featuring the anti-hero known as the Vampire King. As one of the most respected citizens of Riften, the Vampire King has access to all the city's secrets and scandals. In these juicy tell-all tales, the Vampire King reveals the unhinged and secret lifestyle that the city has to offer. From wild sexcapades to taboo fetishes, nothing is off-limits in the Rift. Sex Contents: Stroke Story Genre: Erotica Codes: Ma/Fa, Blackmail, Coercion, Consensual, Drunk/Drugged, NonConsensual, Reluctant, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Furry, Magic, Vampires, Cheating, Slut Wife, DomSub, Humiliation, Spanking, Harem, Black Female, White Female, Indian Female, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, Oral Sex, Squirting, Tit-Fucking, Water Sports, Foot Fetish
After suffering a major defeat to the magic heroes of Earth, Circe is drained of all of her power. She seeks out a forgotten source of magic to replenish them so she can get her vengeance upon her enemies. Sex Contents: Much Sex Genre: Fan Fiction Codes: Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Mult, Coercion, Consensual, Mind Control, NonConsensual, Reluctant, Slavery, Lesbian, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fan Fiction, Superhero, Paranormal, Magic, Demons, Cuckold, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, FemaleDom, Humiliation, Sadistic, Spanking, Torture, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Orgy, Anal Sex, Cream Pie, Double Penetration, Exhibitionism, Facial, Fisting, Oral Sex, Squirting, Body Modification, Foot Fetish, Leg Fetish, Public Sex, Cat-Fighting, Revenge, Transformation
Synopsis: Pages of the Red Book move on their own and offer you another story: A simple life. A veteran orc warrior settles down in a hut near his home village. After years in the lord's army, he wishes for nothing but peace. However, he returned home and old love cannot be easily forgotten. Sex Contents: Some Sex Genre: Fiction Codes: Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Lesbian, High Fantasy, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Voyeurism
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
"Lucien, let's get a divorce," I said in a peremptory tone that was long overdue, the most decisive farewell to this absurd marriage. We had been married for exactly three years-three years that, for me, were filled with nothing but endless loneliness and torment. For three years, the husband who should have stood by my side through every storm, Lucien Sullivan, had completely disappeared from my life as if he had never existed. He vanished without a trace, leaving me alone to endure this empty, desolate marriage. Today, I finally received his message: "I'm back. Come pick me up at the airport." When I read his words, my heart leapt with joy, and I raced to the airport, thinking that he finally understood my love and was coming back to me. But his cruelty was far worse than I could have ever imagined-he was accompanied by a pregnant woman, and that woman was Carla, my closest and most trusted friend. In that moment, all of my previous excitement, all my hope, and all of our shared laughter and tears turned into the sharpest of daggers, stabbing into my heart and leaving me gasping for air. Now, all I want is to escape from this place that has left me so broken-to lick my wounds in solitude. Even if these wounds will remain with me for the rest of my life, I refuse to have anything to do with him ever again. He should know that it was his own hand that trampled our love underfoot, that his coldness and betrayal created this irreparable situation. But when he heard those words, he desperately clung to this broken, crumbling marriage, unwilling to let it end-almost as though doing so could rewind time and return everything to how it used to be. "Aurora, come back. I regret everything!" Regret? Those simple words stirred no emotion in me-only endless sadness and fury. My heart let out a frantic, desperate scream: It's too late for any of this!
"I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Grey Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna." One single sentence. One stupid single sentence was all it took to disintegrate my life. And the day of my birthday, on which this sentence was audaciously uttered to me, I lost the love of my life, my future mate, and my wolf, all at once. As I'm still assembling the pieces of my shattered heart years later, there they come. Like lightning out of a crystal blue sky. My Mates. But wait... If I am mated to triplets, how come I'm about to be mated to 5 gorgeous men? *** TW: explicit and foul language; spicy content; explicit sex scenes ***
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?