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Flash Fiction

Fairy tale erotic rewrite

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I love fairy tales. My favorite is The Princess and the Pea. It is about a prince trying to find a true princess to marry. One night a woman comes to the door seeking shelter from the storm. She claims to be a princess. They test her by placing a small pea under a bunch of mattresses. She is unable to sleep because she feels the pea. Only then do they believe she is a true princess. Only a real princess would feel the pea over all those mattresses.

Not disrespecting fairy tales, but I thought it would be fun to re write my favorite fairy tale and add a little erotic flavor to it. I hope you enjoy. Please, remember this was just for fun.

Once upon a time there lived a prince. He was a lonely prince. He spent most of his days roaming the village checking out beautiful maidens. He could have any girl he wanted, but he couldn’t seem to find the right one. They were either too tall or short. Had too big of boobs or none at all.

There were a few that seemed promising but they came with rumors of being “loose”.

Giving up hope of finding a wife the prince decided to just play the field. He had a new flavor almost everyday. He rather enjoyed fooling around than trying to settle. Why tie himself down to one woman when he can have a variety?

Years passed and the prince was losing interest of pleasing a new girl all the time. Although similar, when it came to sexual pleasure they varied greatly. Some wanted soft romance. Others wanted kisses and cuddles. Some even liked it rough. It was becoming tiresome for the prince to keep up with how each lady liked to be fucked.

Back on his search for his princess, he is again stressed with finding the right one.

One day during a rare blizzard a lady knocks on the castle doors. Greeted by the prince she tells him that she was robbed while making her journey home, to her kingdom.

The prince hardly believes that a beautiful goddess like herself is a princess and yet traveling alone. Feeling for her he offers her shelter for the night.

The prince escorts her to her room. Before leaving he spies on her through the crack of the door.

He watches as she slips out of her clothes. Exposing her flawless bronzed skin. She let down her hair which fell to the middle of her back. As she turned around he could see her perfectly round breasts. Her nipples were erect, along with the prince.

From her coat pocket she retrieves a small round device. Sprawling on the bed she does something to make it come alive. She traces it all along her body but focuses it mainly between her legs. Her toes curled as she moaned. The prince watched in excitement as she got off.

It wasn’t long before they were married and the prince got to try the pea like device that got his princess off that cold stormy night.

I hope you enjoyed my fairy tale re-write.

Flash Fiction

Special Order

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Anger engulfed me as I pulled up to the building that was going to enslave me for the next eight hours. I shouldn’t be here. It is my day off, but because my boss can not hire competent workers I am constantly having to cover shifts.

Half way through my shift it began storming so badly it distracted me from the conversation I was having on my phone. I instead glued myself to the window to watch the trees being assaulted by the wind and rain.

In the corner of my eye I caught a car driving down the road. I watched as it pulled into the parking lot. I was irked about the guy coming in but showed professionalism the best I could.

“Good morning, how can I help you?”

“Bathroom?” he asked.

“Down that row of tables and to the right”

Don’t know if it was the stubble or his tattoos, but he screamed bad boy. I continued to stare at him until he disappeared behind the bathroom door.

The lights started flickering as I patiently waited for the guy to come out. I realized he was in there for a rather long time. Making my way down towards the bathroom I tried to listen to see if I could hear anything.

As I stood directly outside the door I could hear moaning coming from the other side. This guy was jerking off! I couldn’t believe it. Not knowing what to do I took advantage of the lights flickering and asked if he still had lights.

There was a brief silence before I heard “Ya… i’m good.”

Moments later he emerged from the bathroom and I was waiting for him.

“This is a public place. What is wrong with you?”

Stopping dead in his tracks with eyes wide open “Excuse me?”

“I know what you were doing in there and that is disgusting”

“Oh yeah, what exactly was I doing in there?” he asked with one eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face.

I folded my arms trying to assert some kind of power “Pleasuring yourself. You could have done that in your car and not come into a place of business.”

“How do you know exactly what I was doing in there?” he asked, walking towards the table I was sitting on.

My cheeks started burning. All the dominance I tried to achieve a few seconds ago left as he walked closer. I didn’t want to tell him that I was spying.

“I asked you a question. Answer me.”

The tone in his voice changed. It was firm and demanding. If a customer spoke to me like that I’d jump down their throat, but this aroused me.

“I heard you…Moaning”

Putting his face right in front of mine and in a breathy voice “Did that turn you on?”

“Maybe.” I started to melt.

“I can’t play with maybe.”

Swallowing hard “Play?”

He grabbed my legs and dragged me towards his stiff bulge. “Yeah, play.” he answered

Grabbing my chin and turning my head he began biting and kissing my neck.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. I should have been outraged. But, all I could think about was how good it felt and how turned on I was. I didn’t know what to say so I just grabbed one of the loops on his pants and pulled him closer so I could better feel his excitement.

He released a growl and forcefully kissed me. His tongue deliciously roaming against mine and without thinking I returned the kiss with just as much enthusiasm.

Holding me by the throat he stared into my eyes with this thirst that I could only satisfy. Without saying a word he stripped me of my clothes, laid me back on the table and put his well experienced tongue to work.

He traced his tongue all around my breasts but never gave me the satisfaction of giving my nipples attention. Reaching my pussy he tormented it in the same fashion. Circling around the lips but never touching my swollen nub.

I wanted release.

“Please…” I begged. I tried to push my hips into his mouth so he would catch my clit but he forcefully held my legs in place.

I tried pleading again. “Please…”

He completely pulled away and I gasped from withdrawal.

He rubbed his bulge, which was still concealed in his pants hard against my aching pussy. It felt good that my clit was finally getting a little attention. As soon as I was getting into it, there was another quick withdrawal.

Reaching to the floor to retrieve my clothes he asserted, “Let’s remember who is in charge here. Your phone call earlier shouting demands will not be tolerated. I don’t take orders, I make them. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir” replying obediently.

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My Opinion

Two reasons I LOVE edging

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For years when I played with myself right before I was ready to cum I would immediately stop. Usually, I was watching porn. So I’d enjoy the porn for a little bit and then repeat this process over and over again. When I no longer could handle the torment I’d cum. That my friends is edging. I never knew there was a term for it until much later. I was kinky way before I knew what kinky meant.

Edging is simply just a tease. So, why would someone put themselves through that?

Everyone is going to have a different answer, but these are the two main reasons why I edge.

  • 1.) Every time you build up to an orgasm and then immediately withdraw, it leaves your clit sensitive. The more you continue the more sensitive it will become. Therefore this allows me to have more of an intense experience. The kind that makes your legs shake.
  • 2.) When its finally time to cum the orgasm is much stronger. It’s the kind that makes you death grip your sheets and convulse. Who wouldn’t want that?

I was kinky way before I knew what kinky meant

-Zoey Roberts

People edge for numerous reasons but for me I just love the sensitivity and intense orgasm I achieve. Do you edge? What are your thoughts about it? Drop your thoughts down below in the comments.