The Green Rug
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2026 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: Molly and Michael had high hopes for the green rug. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fiction Analingus Illustrated .
So Michael and I decided the playroom rug had seen better days. We went to Gracely’s and after spending much of the afternoon looking at rug samples, we agreed on one, an elegant but friendly green beauty. “This is going to be so nice,” I told Michael. Then I whispered in his ear, “I can’t wait to have sex on it.”
We had to wait two weeks for delivery and installation, but that gave us plenty of time to clean out the room and paint the walls. No need to remove the old rug, the installation guys would take care of that. “It can be kind of a mess—the removal,” we were told, so we opted to spend that afternoon at the Blue Coyote Café enjoying muffins and tea, reading our books, and thinking about how wonderful our new rug would be.
Back home we quickly stripped off our clothing before hurrying to the playroom.
Our green rug was brown.
Michael frowned. I echoed his expression. “How could this be?” I asked him. “What should we do?”
“Make the best of it?” Michael said, his tone doubtful.
“The best of it!” I exclaimed. “This is ... This is...”
“Outrageous?” Michael supplied. “But Molly, don’t you think it has a certain...?”
I snorted.
“Shouldn’t we at least try it out?” Michael proposed.
I took a deep, exasperated breath.
Michael lay down on the brown rug.
“Actually, it feels...” he said.
I lay down next to him.
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