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: The group must go on

The group must go on

“This is wrong,” Jackson said, as we made our way to the stage.

“No, it's not, Jackson. We talked about this,” I replied.

“It's just that we've always been...” Jackson began.

“I know, a five piece, but...” I interrupted, before stopping as I wasn't sure what else to add.

“Do you think Michael would have wanted us to quit?” Ray interjected.

“No, but...”

“It's time guys,” the club manager called, from the edge of the stage.

“Then we, and this group goes on, in memory of our good friend, our brother, Michael.”

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For my good friend, Michael

May he Rest in Peace

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: 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 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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I'd like to wish all my friends and followers a very Merry Christmas.

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: 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: Delicate training

Delicate training

The feather fluttered gently, as I held it against her skin.

“I'm ready, Sir,” she gasped, her hands cupping her firm breasts, before tilting her head back.

Slowly I dragged the feather down, over her soft neck and through her cleavage. A soft moan escaped her lips, and her body visibly shivered, in anticipation of what was to come. Letting her hands fall to her sides I traced the feather over her nipples and watched, as they hardened instantly, before carrying on down over her stomach and finally running it along her shaved pussy.

“Now you are ready,” I whispered.

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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: 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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Flash Fiction Friday: The street

The street

Waking up, with a start, I stared at the row of identikit houses in front of me, and wondered where the fuck I was. The city behind looked familiar yet the houses, each with a perfectly manicured tree and identical MPV in front of them, I'd never seen before.

Slowly I stood up, and looked all around, hoping to get my bearings, before noticing someone in one of the upstairs windows of the end house. They seemed to be beckoning me forward and for some reason, and unable to stop myself, I started to make my way forward.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Ship of dreams

Ship of dreams

As I stood on the dock, watching the cruise liner getting ever closer, I started to panic. I had waited months for this moment yet something, from deep inside the pit of my stomach, told me to ready for disappointment. After all my whole life had been filled with disappointment, so why would today be any different. Still I waited as the ship pulled in to the dock, and the walkway was lowered.

Watching as people began disembark I continued to stare, until I finally saw her. The most beautiful woman I had ever met, the woman of my dreams, had really meant it when she said she was coming.

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Flash Fiction Friday: Sacrifice

Sacrifice

Hearing the rushing water was such a relief, as I'd been walking through the jungle in the scorching heat for hours. Desperate to cool down I walked through a gap in the trees, closer towards the sound but suddenly froze.

Less than fifty feet in front of me, totally naked, were two of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. One of them had their hands bound, to a jagged rock, above their head. The other pressed her naked body against her, kissed her passionately and then stepped back, before plunging an ornamental dagger in to her heart.

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