Burning Fantasy

[3 minute read] You know that feeling when you have an itch? The relief of scratching is almost a sexual pleasure. You should stop, but the joy of abraiding that throbbing, teasing area is so blissful you can’t.   Hannah felt that after her first orgasm. The craving for stimulation became a knife edge of

Stone staircase with graffitti

Second Place

This piece is submitted for #FridayFlash which is a flash fiction meme run by F.Leonora (Prompt: Places) Also submitted for #MasturbationMonday as hosted by Kayla Lords   (image courtesy of Charlie) Faye hurtled up the stone staircase, determined not to trip or stumble, lactic acid seared quad and calf muscles while lungs burned with exertion.

Dreams … the first

This story is a continuation, part 1 can be found here which explains that Madison is partaking in an unorthodox dream study…   She must dance, everybody was watching her, gathered round with eyes fixed on her lithe, nude body. Somehow Madison was more supple than usual so she made moves which bent her body