The desire to be wide open — I’m shy. Not just a bit, but really shy. It’s a handicap. I walk into a room full of people and I want to leave immediately. The walls of a crowd fills me with dread. I find it incomprehensible it’s so easy for other people to fill a space with…

The desire to cum in public — Estelle’s phone and social media addiction were worse than most of her peers. The national average was about three hours a day, but Estelle topped it easily with her six and a half. …

The desire to be on all fours. — What came first? The fishnet stockings or looking for the kitten’s little ball underneath the couch? Deirdre couldn’t remember. But let’s suppose looking for the pet toy was how it came about that she discovered her desire to crawl on all fours. …

Cathy never thought she would end up in Berlin working as the assistant of an erotic photographer. — First there was Amsterdam. I came there to escape briny, stifling Whitstable. Sure, the sea was fine, especially when it was rough and the beach empty. But after Ella died, our house felt like a cocoon spun to keep mum, dad and me stuck in grief and self-blame. After a…

Maybe not the most recommendable way to start writing again, but it did the trick. — After a hiatus of about half a year, recently I sat down to write again: a short sexy tale called Lusting from a Safe Distance which was published by Redemption Magazine here on Medium. It’s loosely based on real life—yes, I confess it is. I found myself entranced by a young…

The surprise of lust occurring when it’s not very appropriate. — The purpose of sitting on your own in a pub for lunch is to be left alone with your thoughts without external distractions. Your occasional wandering eye across the space or a glance outside, that’s all fine, it’s a choice you make by yourself. A waiter or waitress taking your…

№ 100 of 💯 Story Challenge in 💯 words: After five months, this is the end of the challenge for me. I hope you’ve enjoyed my microcosm of flash fiction. — Patricia disappointed herself, no matter the legitimate excuses she had for not finishing the 100 Story Challenge properly. Yes, she’d written and published a hundred pieces of flash fiction with exactly one hundred words each, but not in one hundred consecutive days. The first one was published on February 4…

№ 99 of 💯 Story Challenge in 💯 words: It’s tough sometimes to turn off a racing mind, when all you need to do is just enjoy the sex. — How Boris is handling Simon’s cock with his hands and mouth is incomparable to how any of the women Simon’s shared his bed with till now have done. He wonders if men understand better how to make a prick throb, or if Boris is a natural. Simon urges himself to…

№ 98 of 💯 Story Challenge in 💯 words: Daily life is full of simple joyful moments, as long as you keep seeing one another. — A simple joy is when she pulls her sleeping shirt over her head in the morning, and as she notices me watching her, desiring her upper body, her boobs, she responds to my devious smile with a twinkle in her eye. A simple joy is when she lazily stretches a…