The Sleeping Beauty – Erotic Flash Fiction

Masturbation Monday #40

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, The Sleeping Beauty. You may notice the image I’ve added below doesn’t look much like inspiration but due to changes in UK laws I am trying to be careful what I host directly on my page. If you’d like to see the inspiration image you just need to click below and it will take you to it.

sleeping beautyI have adored Sub_Bee from the moment I met her in London earlier this year and at the time I had no idea she took such gorgeous pictures. Now I know better, and so do you. She’s our gracious and willing prompt this week. I feel like I’m peeking in on a very private moment. Rawr! This image originally appeared on her blog as On Reflection.


Readers – check out the different posts to find something that makes you want to get off.

The Sleeping Beauty

She rolls over, kicking at the duvet wrapped around her legs until it slips to the floor. Once it’s gone she settles back, burying her head in the pillows behind her. Her eyes are still closed and as I watch, her breathing grows steady again, as she drifts back into a deep slumber. Grabbing my towel, I smile at my sleeping beauty, and head to the shower. I envy her ability to sleep anywhere, my first night in a hotel I always toss and turn, napping rather than sleeping but she can sleep anywhere.

When I come out of the shower, she’s still asleep, a knee bent up towards the ceiling, while the other lays on the bed. One hand is cupping her cunt, and the other is over a breast. Neither hand is moving, they’re just resting there. I start to towel off, trying to be quiet so I didn’t wake her. I tried to get some pants out of the case but the lid clicked and she muttered in her sleep, one hand twitching. I wrapped the towel back around my hips, and sat in the chair. I picked up my phone, scrolling through Twitter and Facebook, checking my emails, and doing my usual social media morning catch-up.

I’m so caught up in my phone that it takes a while for her moans to filter through my consciousness. I look over at her, the hand that had just been cupping her cunt, is now pressed against it. She is rubbing the heel of her hand against her clit, while her other hand is massaging her chest, alternating breasts as she pinches and pulls one nipple then the other. Her eyes are still shut and for a moment I wonder if she woke up without me realising but then she starts murmuring under her breath. I can’t quite make out everything she’s saying but she is clearly encouraging someone, “harder” and “yes, more” seem to be getting a lot of use.

I consider joining her, replacing her hand with my own, and waking her up but to be honest I’m enjoying the show. Her hand movements are becoming more frantic, her entire body is writhing on the bed, causing the sheets to wrinkle under her. As she rubs faster, she thrusts her hips upwards, and I lean forward, knowing she’s close to coming. Her teeth are clenched, her breathing erratic, and she pulls a nipple hard; tugging and twisting in a way that looks almost painful. She gives a grunt, releasing her nipple as her body wriggles in a way that reminds me of water rippling. Her hand freezes over her cunt and her eyes fly open. She takes a breath and looks over at me, her brow crinkling as she asks, “How did you get all the way over there?”
I laugh, “I wasn’t in bed with you.” Leaving my towel on the chair I join her on the bed, leaning to kiss her I say, “Good morning, sleeping beauty.”


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Mutual Masturbation

Masturbation Monday #35

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Mutual Masturbation. This is my first Masturbation Monday entry in quite a while, and when I saw the picture I knew I had to write something. I love the prompt theme of Mutual Masturbation, and this was fun to write. The inspiration was:

mutual masturbationIt’s always fun to masturbate together. Don’t you think so?

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Mutual Masturbation

I came in quietly, dropping my things on the floor by the door as I turned the lock. Going to the fridge I grabbed a bottle of water, before heading into the living room. The door was ajar and I stopped in the gap. Jack was fast asleep in just his running shorts, his t-shirt was thrown over the back of the sofa. He’d worked hard to lose the extra weight he was carrying after his Dad had a heart attack, and he looked great. I loved him either way but he seemed happier now, and our sex life had certainly had a boost.
It was like he was always ready to go. All I had to do was look at him a certain way, and he was up for it. It had led to some interesting incidents; like that hotel balcony in Paris, the beach on a tiny Greek Island we’d arrived on by boat, or the coat room at a house party. It had woken up a part of him that I hadn’t seen before and I was enjoying it.
I edged into the room, being careful not to wake him. I was about to sit in the chair facing him when I had an idea. Reaching under my skirt I slipped my panties off, dropping them to the floor before sitting down. I was planning to read but as I settled into the chair Jack shifted in his sleep. I watched the way his body moved and my mind drifted, remembering this morning when he’d joined me in the shower. We’d taken turns washing each other, running soapy hands over each other’s bodies, tracing ever lump, bump, curve, and dip.
As I thought about his touch I found my own hand drifting towards my cunt. I bunched my skirt up to give me better access, and leaned the chair back so the foot rest lifted my legs. I run my hand over my cunt, tracing my lips with a finger, letting it slide between them, and feeling the wet slickness spreading. I press my thumb against my clit, wiggling it without removing the pressure. Very quickly my breath quickens, and I push up against my hand. As I come I grit my teeth holding in my moans. I relax into the seat, moving my hand further down so I can slide a finger into myself, thrusting in and out as my cunt tightens and throbs around it.
A noise startles me, and I open my eyes. Jack is standing by the sofa watching me, his shorts are pushed down his hips, and he is holding his cock. “Do you know how sexy you are?” He grins at me, “Look what you’ve done.” He punctuates his words with firm tugs on his erection. Noticing my hand is still hovering above my stomach he nods at it, “Don’t let me stop your fun.”
I look up at him, and smile. Keeping my eyes fixed on his I drop my hand back down, and purposefully slide two fingers into myself. He bites his lip, and I shift my gaze, watching his hand stroking up and down his shaft, I match my pace to his, thrusting my fingers in and out. I curl my fingers inside me rocking them against my g-spot, and I feel the waves of my orgasm building. We’re both gasping, and I come again, my legs twitching, as my toes curl in. I look up at him, his eyes are now closed, and his hand movements are getting erratic. I unfasten my shirt, pulling down my bra as I kneel at his feet, “Jack, babe, come for me.” He opens his eyes, knowing what I want, and he squeezes his cock harder. Angling it as he comes so I catch every drop across my bared breasts.
He flops back onto the sofa, a grin on his face. Watching me closely as I move my bra back into place, and fasten my shirt. I smile back, “My parents will be here soon, do you want to change?”


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Me Time – Masturbation Monday Erotic Flash Fiction

Masturbation Monday #30

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Me Time. The inspiration was:

me timeFrantic, holding back screams, writhing across the bed – now that’s my kind of masturbation fun! What say you?

Bloggers and authors – share your hottest scenes and posts. Feel free to use this week’s picture as a prompt but don’t feel obligated. Write what turns you on!

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Me Time

I was supposed to be doing a quick outfit change; going from my casual daytime clothes to the cocktail dress I’d brought to wear for dinner. I left Johnny, my security man on guard outside the hotel room door, so I was sure of having at least ten minutes of private me time.

I pulled off my t-shirt, and dropped it on the chair, unfastening my jeans as I walked back towards the bed. I sit down on it, wriggling my legs to get the jeans off, leaving them heaped on the floor. I catch site of myself in the mirror; the pure white of the matching cotton pants and bra, setting off my golden tan perfectly. The white underwear is so virginal it’s laughable but after the press fury when someone snapped a photo of my black bra strap peaking out from under a white shirt my PR people had thrown a hissy fit, and it was easier to just go along with them.

My body wasn’t perfect but finally after years of never feeling good enough I was happy with how I looked. I’d never felt sexier or more healthy, and seeing images of me tucking into bowls of pasta published by the tabloids just made me smile. It’s easier to ignore the comments on weight gain when you know you’re still sexy. I smoothed my hand down my body; feeling the fullness of my breasts, the dip where the elastic waistband of my pants sat, the rounded softness of my stomach. I slip my fingers under the side of my pants, stroking over the crinkly curls covering my mound.

As I stroke I notice moisture forming, I slip a finger between my lips and circle my clit. I glance at the clock to see how much me time I have left, I wriggle further onto the bed, falling back against the pillows. I slide my hand further into my pants, using two fingers to rub my clit. My other hand pulls down my bra, freeing my breasts; I tweak a nipple, pulling it up and twisting hard. I stroke over my outer labia, spreading the moisture over the curls. Pushing two fingers between my lips I find my hard nub, and rub it. Applying downward pressure as I increase the tempo of my fingers. I release my nipple, moving my hand to add pressure to the fingers on my clit. As spikes of pleasure shoot through me, I press my head into the pillow, arching my back. The pressure builds inside me, my body rolling with the waves of pleasure, I’m gasping out. And as the waves reach the crest, I cover my mouth, catching the screams of my orgasm in my palm.


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Sexy Tattoo Erotica Inked – Edited by Anna Sky

Erotica Anthology

Tattoos are intimate and personal, yet can hide as much as they reveal…

This superb collection of sexy tattoo erotica will have you squirming in your seat! Inked contains first tattoos in Company Ink and first times in Scissoring. An intrepid ink artist crosses galaxies to save mankind in The Voron-Kali Emperor’s New Clothes whilst closer to home, a sub make a lifetime promise to her Master in Commitment.

In Venomous Ink, a vibrant tattoo shows there’s much more than meets the eye whilst an art student longs to ink the object of her desire with her permanent markers, in Sign Your Name. An uptight commuter finds herself attracted to her polar opposite in Uncovering Heather, while the ultimate Dom looks to get what he deserves in Her Midnight Roses.

And in Nine Lives, a top tattoo artist has never forgotten one particular customer and when they reconnect, she discovers he has new ink for each new life.

Inked contains nine sexy and provocative stories from Gregory L. Norris, Annabeth Leong, Victoria Blisse, Zak Jane Keir, Harley Easton, Jillian Boyd, Alain Bell, Lilya Loring and Katya Harris.


Inked – Sexy Tattoo Erotica

sexy tattoo eroticaEdited by Anna Sky
Published by SexyLittlePages

£6.99, Paperback
12.7 x 1.1 x 20.3 cm


Sexy Little Pages is a sex-positive publishing venture supporting and promoting erotica authors and editors. As a society we’re ashamed of sex and sexuality but we should celebrate it. Sex is an integral part of life, whether it’s fun, filthy, flirtatious, unfulfilling, an escape from reality or something else entirely. Our needs, expectations and fantasies are all different so we aim to publish for everybody and every body, across the whole delicious spectrum of gender, ability, and desires.

Inked is a great collection of erotica, with nine stories there is sure to be something to please anyone. I especially enjoyed Her Midnight Roses by Zak Jane Kier. You can find an excerpt below:

Her Midnight Roses

Mac hefted the new, vicious flogger with the knotted rubber tails and brought it down with a splashy crack on the arse of the woman he’d bent over the whipping bench. She yelped, then giggled, so he tried to make the next stroke harder and the third one harder than that. He liked screams, not giggles. The woman, a dumpy blonde whose name he’d already forgotten, let out a yelp that sounded a bit more like she was feeling it, and he swung again. The music playing in the background was some shitty grime or urban or whatever the fuck they called it, and it was putting him off, interfering with his ability to find his natural rhythm. He stepped back for a moment, shaking out the tails of the whip and glancing from side to side, wondering how much of an audience he had. There were a few men standing around and he got the impression they were watching him appreciatively, but he supposed they might have been just as enthralled by the blonde woman’s naked backside, now bearing the marks of his skill. She had good skin, he’d say that for her, even if she was overweight.

He laid on the flogger again, delivering a succession of blows fairly quickly, not particularly inclined to take his time over it. She’d been easy enough to pick up: too easy, really. She was probably desperate, and while he didn’t mind a bit of desperation in a woman, he didn’t see the need to use the likes of this one for any more than a quick warm up. There were plenty of other women in the place, and bound to be one or two who were sevens or higher while this one, even with her nice smooth skin, was never going to rate above a five. He didn’t think he could even be bothered to make her suck him off once he’d finished flogging her.



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Pleasuring Him – Masturbation Monday Erotic Flash Fiction

Masturbation Monday #27

Welcome to this week’s #MasturbationMonday, Pleasuring Him. The inspiration was:

pleasuring him

Stimulation from every angle. How, when, where? Inquiring minds want to know…and nosy perverts, too. I’m both. ;)

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Pleasuring Him

Kissing me he pulls me onto his lap, and I turn so I’m straddling his thighs. His hands are squeezing my breasts, and I can feel his cock growing under me. I kiss him hard, biting his lip as I push him down onto the bed. He moves to hold me again, and with a grin I push his hands away, moving them up, and curling his fingers around the bed frame. I kiss my way down his throat, and over his chest. Pleasuring him. I flick my tongue over a nipple before catching it between my teeth and sucking it. When he moans I bite down, tugging at the nipple. He sucks his breath in through his teeth, and I feel his cock twitch. I move to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. I switch between them until he is writhing under me.

I slide backwards until I’m kneeling between his legs. Wrapping a hand around his cock, I lick up the shaft in a broad stroke. When I get to the helmet I slide my tongue around the edge, before slipping my lips over the head. I suck a few times, before I lick back down his shaft. He’s shaved, and his balls are smooth. I run my tongue over them, outlining the shape of each one. I kiss them, sucking lightly. I move down to his thighs; biting and sucking. When he’s moaning again I stand up, stepping back so I can slide off my knickers. Holding them in my hand I walk around the bed, and grinning at him I hold them to his lips. He opens his mouth wider and I push them in. Then keeping eye contact I reach into the drawer and pull out the harness and dildo we’d bought a few weeks ago. I hold them up to him, and he nods. Supporting myself against the wall I step into the harness, fitting the dildo into place, and tightening the straps.

I walk back to the end of the bed, a bottle of lube in my hand. I drizzle some over his cock, and he lifts his hips so I can squirt some between his cheeks. I squirt some more into my hands, and rub them together. I reach one hand down to slick up my dildo, and with the other I spread the lube further into his crack, letting a finger dip in and out of his hole. When I think he’s ready I stand straight, and look at him. His eyes meet mine, before flicking down over my body to where the purple dildo was hanging. A smile creases the edges of his mouth where it’s stretched around my knickers. Looking down at him I’m filled with a confidence I didn’t have before, and I slide my hand along my cock’s shaft, spreading the lube more. I climb back onto the bed, and kneel between his legs. His puckered hole glistening from the lube I applied.

I hold my cock, angling it as I move closer to him. I slowly slide it in, allowing my knees to fit under his arse, lifting him so I can slip deeper.  He moans and lifts his hips, pushing towards me. His cock twitches and I reach out to wrap my hand around it. I hold it gently, stroking slowly as I thrust in and out of his arse. Each time the tip rubs over that special spot his cock jerks in my hand. I open my legs slightly, dropping my hips back to angle my cock so it hits the right place with every thrust. Not just the tip but the ridges, every bump on the shaft rubbing against him. It doesn’t take long before he’s tensing, his cock jerking in my hand as ribbons of cum shoot over his stomach.


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