Flash Fiction Friday: Why did I wait?

Why did I wait?

Callie had left me waiting on the bed while she, as she said, just had a quick shower. After, almost, forty-five minutes though I began to wonder what her idea of quick was. I could still hear the water, but nothing else and began to worry that something, which I hadn't heard, could have happened. Lifting myself off the bed I strode quickly over to the en-suite, swung the door open and stopped dead in my tracks.

Instead of anything being wrong I could see Callie leaning, with one arm, against the shower wall while the other was between her legs, stroking her thick, hard cock.

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Flash Fiction Friday: The sweetest of aromas

The sweetest of aromas

As soon as I entered the room I knew you were there. There was no mistaking your aroma, an aroma I'd spent so long seeking out. Glancing around, with my senses heightened, I saw you at the opposite end of the room and made my way swiftly over to you.

Once behind you I inhaled deeply, your scent was so overpowering. Slowly I lifted my hand and ran my fingers down the side of your neck slowly,causing you to spin around.

“Finally, after all these centuries, I have found you, my love,” I whispered, my fangs just visible.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Not what they planned

Not what they planned

Sandwiched between Alexander and Yuri, the two russian playboys who'd been trying for months to get her into bed, and wearing nothing more than a thin lace babydoll, Sasha could feel their excitement growing rapidly.

It's such a shame things aren't going to go the way they think she thought to herself, as she pulled Alexander close, while reaching behind herself to wrap her other hand behind Yuri's neck.

As soon as his lips were close enough Alexander leaned forward, to kiss her, only for Sasha to quickly move her head, and sink her razor sharp fangs into his neck.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Just an ordinary guy

Just an ordinary guy

As I pulled Andi as close as possible I couldn't believe she was finally mine. For months I had wished I could've called her my girlfriend, only I never thought I'd be good enough for her. After all there was nothing special about me. I was just an ordinary guy, with an ordinary job, and an ordinary body and she had the world at her feet.

Her flowing blonde locks, perfect figure and piercing blue eyes had made her one of the most lusted after transsexual models in the world yet she had given everything up for an ordinary life, with me.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Protecting her Master

Protecting her Master

As I pushed the front door open I was greeted by the sight of Sasha, the maids, perfect, lace covered ass, stockings and suspenders.

“Is everything okay, Sasha?”

“I'm so sorry, Sir.” Sasha replied, jumping to her feet. “I wanted to get this cleaned up before you got home.”

“What happened?” I asked, noticing the light red pool on the floor.

“I promised I would do anything to serve you, Sir, so when he broke in armed with a knife...” Sasha whispered, beginning to sob. “I didn't mean to kill him,”

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Flash Fiction Friday: A surprising welcome

A surprising welcome

“I'm home, babe,” I called out, as I slumped onto the leather sofa.

“How was the office?”

“Deal's done,” I replied. “We're set up for life, sweetheart.”

“That's fantastic, baby. Now close your eyes.” Sasha called back.

“Why?”

“Just do it,” she snapped.

Wanting a peaceful night I did as she said and heard the living room door open, a few seconds later.

“What are you doing, Baby?” I asked.

“Now you can open them,” she purred, as she climbed onto my lap. “Tonight is for all your hard work, Sir and you can have anything you want.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: No more lies

No more lies

Standing nervously in the bathroom, staring at my reflection, I knew if I didn't turn around and enter the bedroom the rest of my life would continue to be one big lie. Slowly I stripped out of my clothes, turned to the door and gripped the handle.

I opened the door slowly and saw him laying there totally naked, his hand covering his cock. As soon as he saw me he moved his hand, wrapped his fingers around his thick shaft and began stroking himself to hardness.

“Are you ready to stop lying to yourself, and everybody else, now?”

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Flash Fiction Friday: A pleasant surprise

A pleasant surprise

With a towel wrapped around my waist I stepped back into the bedroom, from the en-suite and froze. Laying on my bed, without a stitch of clothing on, and staring at me with his dark eyes was my best friend, James.

“What the fuck?” I shouted, even though I couldn't take my eyes off his muscular frame.

“Hi, Damon,”

“What are you doing?”

“Just what we've both wanted for months,” he replied, rolling onto his side and exposing his hard cock. “So why don't you just drop the towel, and get your hot ass over here.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: The perfect bride

The perfect bride

I smiled as I ran one of my gloved hands over her pale throat, while using the other to caress her firm breasts through her evening gown. A soft, almost silent, gasp escaped her lips as the cold leather came into contact with her skin.

“Do you like that?” I whispered, placing my mouth next to her ear.

“I do, Sir.” Vivian replied.

Seeing her body shiver, as my warm breath made contact with her skin, I pulled away.

“This one,” I said turning to the other man in the room, and exposing my fangs. “She will make a perfect bride.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Her return

Her return

Entering my study, determined to finally get my latest novel started, I stopped dead. Stretched out on the rug in front of the fire and wearing nothing more than a g-string, bra and pair of glasses was a woman I'd never seen before. Holding a pencil seductively between her lips she looked up at me, smiled, and let one of her bra straps fall.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“You know exactly who I am, Damon,” she whispered. “I'm your muse and I'm always with you, or at least I used to be until you stopped writing.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Keeping my promise

It's that time of the week when a group of friends and I take the same image and come up with a 100 word piece of flash fiction and, after reading my offering you can find my friends take on the image at http://flasherfictionfriday.blogspot.co.uk/2017/01/january-6-2017.html

Keeping my promise

My journey started with an email, an email I'd never normally open, an email in my spam folder begging for help and now, as I stared from the window of the light aircraft and looked down at the city, I couldn't believe I'd almost arrived. Seeing the size of the place I knew I'd got a job on my hands to find her, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Still I'd promised her that I'd not only find her but I'd also take her away from this place, and the things she was forced to do to survive.

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Flash Fiction Friday: The final betrayal

The final betrayal

I could smell the two of them the second I opened the front door. The mixture of sweat, sex, aftershave and perfume filling the hallway before the door was even half open and, this, after all the promises it would never happen again.

Pushing the door, fully, open I stared at the stairs. Shoes, panties, a tie, bra, shirt and blouse all spread out, going up. The two of them couldn't even wait until they were inside properly. Well, this time enough was enough.

He'd been warned more than once, and this time I meant it, we were finished.

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Flash Fiction Friday: The Christmas effect

The Christmas effect

Staring out of my apartment I watched the rink slowly fill up with families, couples and groups of children. I could tell by the look on their faces how happy they were, yet here I sat, alone, just like I had ever since she'd left me on that fateful Christmas Eve, telling me she no longer loved me.

As I continued to watch, and hear, the laughter and music I decided enough was enough. No longer would I hide away, only going out to work. It was time for me to change, and what better time of the year to start than Christmas.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Anything for you

It's that time of the week where an amazingly talented group of friends, and myself, get one image and 100 words to come up with a flash to entertain you all.

I hope, after reading my flash, you will take the time to visit

http://flasherfictionfriday.blogspot.co.uk/2016/12/december-16-2016.html

read each one and see what they have to offer you.

Thank you

Anything for you

Sitting, blindfolded, I heard the door open and the tip-tap of stilettos walking towards me.

“I really didn't think you'd be able wait so patiently,” Elise purred.

“Anything for you, Baby,” I replied.

“We'll see about that,” Elise whispered, before I heard a second set of footsteps crossing the room.

Before I knew what was happening Elise, and whoever the other woman was, began unbuttoning my shirt.“This is Annabelle,” Elise whispered into my ear.

“Annabelle is a transsexual, and I was just wondering whether you really mean you'd do anything for me?”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Thirty minutes

Thirty minutes

Standing in the arena, my head covered, I waited in the darkness until I heard a door slam. As soon as it did the hood was removed, the heat of the sun blurring my vision for a few seconds. Once it cleared I saw my opponent, and went weak at the knees.

Standing opposite me with a body to die for was my punishment for disagreeing with the Emperor but being fucked by, not fighting against, him was the only thing I could think of and, just maybe, if I survived the thirty minutes in the arena I had been given I might even get the chance.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Mutual feelings

It's that time of the week again when an amazing group of my friends , and I, take one picture between us and come up with a flash of no more than 100 words.

So, after reading my offering for the week, I would be honoured you if would visit the link below and see what my friends came up with for this hot picture.

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Thank you

Mutual feelings

“What are you doing?” I asked nervously, as Damon started to loosen his towel.

“I've seen how you look at me,” he replied, “and, the truth is, I feel the same.”

With that Damon let his towel fall to the sand, and stood before me totally naked. His cock, which must have been at least eight inches long and as thick as my wrist, hung between his thighs, and I could feel my own cock harden rapidly.

Without saying another word I stepped forward, dropped to my knees and wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Blackmailed

Blackmailed

As I stepped into my office, relieved yet another day was finally over, I was dismayed to see Julia waiting for me.

“What do you want, Julia?” I asked.

“I think we both know what I want,” she replied, before gripping the hem of her skirt and lifting it just enough to expose her panties.

“We can't keep doing this.”

“Oh but we can, and will,” she whispered, before bending over the small chair in the corner and lifting her skirt. “Unless you want everybody to find out just what their favourite teacher likes to get up to once class is over.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Selina's surprise

Selina's surprise

Placing the last piece of steak in my mouth I lifted my head to tell Selina how much I'd enjoyed the meal, and almost choked.

Selina, who was also my boss, only had a salad and finished before me and as I continued to eat she had, opened her dress and was sitting there with her pert breasts and beautiful, dark, erect nipples fully exposed.

“Why don't we skip dessert, Alan,” she purred, running a finger over one of her nipples. “I'm sure what I have in store for you is going to be a lot tastier.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Three's company

Three's company

Dropping my keys on the small table I began to make my way up the stairs when, about halfway up, I froze. There was soft music emanating from the bathroom. Pausing I listened for a couiple of seconds, and realised it wasn't only music. I could also hear whispering and giggling, she wasn't alone.

Making my way up the rest of the stairs in two steps I flung open the bathroom door, and stared in disbelief.

“Hello, baby,” Alice said, as she turned to face me. “This is Lucy, and she answered our advert for a new playmate.”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Hide and seek

Hide and seek

As I stared across the swimming pool, at the huge mansion, I couldn't believe what I was looking at. When she'd told me, in a text, that if I wanted her I'd have to find her I'd had visions of searching through something a lot smaller.

I continued to stare at the house, hoping a flickering shadow would give me an idea as to which room she was in because, as easy as it would've been for me to find her, the sooner I did the better.

I just hoped she felt the same, when my fangs sank in to the soft skin of her neck.

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