Flash Fiction One: Twelve Pieces of Short Fiction

By Jason Pinaster

If you want bite-sized erotic entertainment, this collection is for you!

Upskirt features a peeping-tom robot in the form of a carpet-cleaning disc.

In Girls, a woman helps a friend delve into her sexuality.

Her lollipop tells a huntress what type of man to seek.

Samantha likes to get spanked.

Milk becomes an aphrodisiac.

What will happen when a sex robot seeks her own pleasures?

Or when a couple celebrates their anniversary at a notorious sex resort?

To make her potion, a shaman must acquire a special ingredient to weave her spell.

In the swingers’ club, you never know who will end up with whom.

At the best parties, the women are masked, the men messy.

Who is the hunter; who is the hunted?

What the security camera sees is secret.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jason Pinaster
• Release date: Mar 9, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463131190

Jason Pinaster

If you would like to be on my mailing list, please click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. You will receive prompt notification of my new publications and special offers.I have heard say that the first obligation of a writer is to entertain. If so, the first obligation of a writer of erotica is to arouse and I hope you feel that I have succeeded.I believe that story sets the scene. A story lets the reader start to care for the characters in it. And if the reader cares about the characters, it is easier for him or her to identify with their arousal, to let that arousal tingle the reader’s own skin.Christopher Carter is a lawyer who’s into BDSM and other hijinks, most of them sexual. His stories feature a little fun, lots of sex, a little adventure, and Carter's special brand of justice. Lusty Lee was a private investigator whose nemesis forced her to pursue him through a new kink in each episode. The Mistress Megan stories take her through her development as a dominatrix during which she must satisfy their every fetish.While my current focus is on stories featuring (in order of frequency) erotic combat, wet and messy, action-adventure and tickling, I’m open to anything which turns me (and hopefully you) on. I dabble in sex games and BDSM. I have published two novellas set in Hedonism II, the notorious Jamaican resort and even one featuring a sentient sex robot.At present, I’m developing a Patreon page showcasing erotic combat vignettes: www.patreon.com/JasonPinasterPlease feel free to contact me at [e-mail] And don’t forget to click on the box at the very bottom of the column under my photo. Cheers!

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Flash Fiction One

Twelve Pieces of Short Fiction © 2020 by Jason Pinaster

Jason Pinaster has published numerous other stories: For a full list of his stories, please see his author profile or the notes at the back of this story. The Back Notes at the end of this book contain a list of his stories grouped by theme.

Copyright 2020 by Jason Pinaster. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people outside your household. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your enjoyment only, then please return to Smashwords.com or your favorite retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

Fiction: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely and entirely coincidental and not intended by the author. In short: this story is not about you, anyone you know, or about the acts or omissions of anyone living or dead. This story is not about the model(s) photographed on the cover but represents a fictional fantasy created by Jason Pinaster. The acts, actions and attitudes in this story are the completely fictionalized results of my imagination.

Cover credits: The lady taking a milk shower is Jina as photographed by Dave Schaible on Flickr, aka Fotos by Fudd. Her images were used pursuant to direct, not to mention generous, permission. All photoshopping was done by me.

Acknowledgement: Many thanks for the suggestions from and proofreading by SuperDeadlyHamAttack and Simon Ward. All errors remain mine.

Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

Table of Contents

Introduction

1. Upskirt

2. Girls

3. Lollipop

4. Samantha gets Spanked

5. Milk

6. Sexbot

7. Anniversary

8. Potion

9. A Fly on the Wall of the Swingers’ Club

10 Masked and Messy

11 Hunted

12 Security Camera

13 Back Notes: About Jason Pinaster, other books and stories by the author.

Introduction

Flash fiction describes exceptionally short stories, almost always under 2,000 words, usually under 1,500 words, and often under 1,000. Sub-niches include twitterature at 280 words, drabbles which are a hundred words or fewer, and dribbles, also known as mini sagas of 50 words.

Most of the stories in this collection are approximately 1,500 words in length. However Security Camera would qualify as twitterature.

Flash fiction stories are meant to be read quickly, in a single sitting. Their charm emanates from this accessibility.

Upskirt

I snapped the first photo of the day, right up Mrs. Q’s light-yellow skirt. She was wearing pink panties with a floral design.

Master had programmed me to sneak up and take photos and videos up women’s skirts. He’d even provided criteria for what was attractive in a woman. I was one of those disc-shaped robots designed to sweep and vacuum floors, albeit a very advanced model, so I was well-suited to the task. Master had upgraded all three of my cameras for ultra-high definition and low-light sensitivity: one was located on the center of my disc, one on its leading edge, and one on the probe I could stick out to get into tight places.

Between Master’s instructions and my artificial intelligence protocols, it was easy pickings.

My second shooting session of the day was by the front stairwell. Many residents had discovered that the service elevator which stopped in the upper lobby was always faster than the other elevators. A quick dash down twenty steps didn’t seem to bother them. The early morning sunlight streaming through the stairs let me capture three black panties, two white ones, and a pair of sheer pantyhose. Master would be so pleased!

Then it was off to the gym. Mrs. T liked to wear loose-fitting shorts without panties. Her preferred piece of equipment was an elliptical trainer which had an open design. Last night I’d left a dust ball right in the center of the elliptical. This morning I’d struck gold. While scooping up the dust ball and sending my probe out to search for any more dirt which I’d ‘missed’ yesterday, I got a perfect shot of Mrs. T’s sex. She had neatly trimmed brunette curls and pinker than pink pussy lips. In between her lips was a glistening tease.

But my favorite target was Mrs. G. She had long, slender, and very white legs. Even better, she liked to wear short dresses or miniskirts. Today, I caught her cleaning out her storage locker. She was wearing a short grey dress with a floral and bird pattern and frills at the bottom. Underneath she had a skimpy and almost transparent red thong. As she squirmed to