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A Long Voyage Through Space, Chapter 3, Part 1

Chapter 1, Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i2xzz6/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_1_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i2xzz6/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_1_part_1/)

Chapter 1, Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i2y2za/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_1_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i2y2za/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_1_part_2/)

Chapter 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i3rp14/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i3rp14/a_long_voyage_through_space_chapter_2/)

The Literotica version, if you’d like to read the whole thing at once: [https://www.literotica.com/s/a-long-voyage-through-space-ch-03](https://www.literotica.com/s/a-long-voyage-through-space-ch-03)

“Captain?” Amanda heard whispered to her softly as conscious thoughts slowly returned to her.

“Captain, it’s time to wake up.” She heard whispered to her again, her heavy eyes slowly beginning to flicker open. The voice was masculine and soothing with an attractive youthful quality to it. As much as she had always hated the process of waking up, she knew that there was no voice better suited to help her do so.

Amanda groaned softly, her head still heavy and swimming in a semi-conscious state. She began to move her head and limbs ever so slightly, now noticing the absence of her standard-issue uniform and the cool air of the ship against her naked skin.

“Alan?” Amanda called out to the voice laboriously, still slowly gaining control of her body again as she tried to move and felt the soft padding underneath her that she had been lying on her back against. Read more »

A New Home, A New Job, and A New Mistress? [Lesbian][Fiction][Mistress/Slave]

“Do you need help, darling?”

Mia looked up at a beautiful woman who had introduced herself as Emma. Mia was running away from a bad situation at home and found herself stuck at a gas station with no money and no food. Thankfully, Emma had kindly approached her in the gas station and offered to pay for a meal. Now they were sitting at a booth making small talk, until Emma offered to take Mia into town and find a shelter.

Mia had declined, saying that the meal was enough and she didn’t have any money to pay back Emma’s kindness.

“Honey, I don’t need money! I do need help at my boutique, and I could offered a room above the shop. You don’t have to decide right now, let me at least take you to the homeless shelter in town,” Emma smiled at Mia, hoping that she could at least change the young girls life for better.

Mia seemed nervous, but not because she didn’t trust Emma, Emma had only shown genuine kindness to her and Mia was sure that if anything turned sour she could run away. Mia wasn’t nervous about being taken advantage of by this woman, instead she was nervous because this woman was exactly her type. Read more »

Careless Whispers (part nine) [full body massage] [bath] [light bondage] [orgasm denial] [over-stimulation] [genital display] [Hurtful interaction]

When room service came, I let the guy in. He brought the cart into the room and saw Gia spread out naked on the bed, very clearly sleeping. He tried not to stare, but I just looked at him and smiled. I wouldn’t have been able to look away either. I slipped him another tip and before he left I told him about her website. He was blushing brightly and his dick was clearly hard as his snug uniform left very little room for his own discretion.

I closed and locked the door to our room and went back over to the cart. None of it mattered ultimately, but I needed to at least try to make it up to Gia for letting my boss blackmail us like that. I should have just called Katherine and confessed to having an affair with her little sister. I’d take on the fallout of it. I would’ve been the bad guy if they needed to me to be. Instead, I took the coward’s way out and let Gia take on the burden of our actions. Read more »

[MF] Alone with Tattiana for the first time!

The minute I was alone with Tatianna in my room, I walked up to her and without a word, I started kissing her. I put one of my hands on her pussy and lifted her up and then held her by her cute little ass and kissed her with pure unadulterated lust. My tongue in her mouth, my lips on her lips and my teeth on her neck.

I proceeded to take her top off, unhooked her bra and then I let my warm breath harden her nipples. I wanted them nice and hard for me. I started kissing her tits, circling around her nipples but not licking them or kissing them yet. I wanted her to want me. I wanted to tease her. I wanted her to wait. I then began pinching her nipples. Occasionally and slightly slapping her tits but I still made sure I didn’t lick them or suck on them. I wanted to tease her more. Read more »

[Microfiction, orgasm]

Tiny, atomic movements. Not subdivisible. An almost-imperceptible quiver, a grip tightening, the twitch of a lip into something like a wry smile. Moving between two stillnesses: one full of tension and muscle; one blissful, sleepy, and relaxed.

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I like to write tiny tweet-length bits of (queer, trans-positive) erotica like this at [@smuttytrans](https://twitter.com/smuttytrans). I don’t know if this sub is against self-advertisement or if this counts, so sorry if so!

Careless Whispers (part eight) [Anal] [DP] [Comforting/Encouraging]

When I got back in the room Ray was eating Gia’s pussy again, he stopped and wiped his mouth off when he saw me.

“Set the camera up here, facing the bed,” he said.

I did and he adjusted it to the angle he wanted it, right behind Gia, and pointed up at her cunt and ass when she was on her hands and knees. Then he looked at me, “Now you get undressed and lay on the bed there,” he said.

“What?” I asked.

“You lay down on the bed, she’s going to kneel over you,” he said, as if explaining it to a child.

“Why do you want me naked on the bed?” I asked.

“I want her relaxed and something tells me you in her cunt and looking at her is going to make her relaxed,” he said.

“She’s never done anything like that before,” I said to him.

He laughed, “Looks like I get to participate in one of her firsts then.”

Gia looked at me, “It’s okay Dean, I can handle it.” Read more »

Careless Whispers (part seven) [Blackmail] [Size difference] [Age Gap] [Dubious Consent]

He told Gia to get dressed up and told me to come up with a camera ahead of Gia so I didn’t know what she would be wearing. We did as we were told and I’d be lying if I didn’t consider trying to kill him before Gia got there. I was too afraid he’d get the upper hand and end up hurting Gia because I lost my temper.

When I got to his room he looked so fucking smug, “Decided to share?” he asked.

“No,” I said, “she didn’t feel like she had a choice.”

He shrugged, “But she did have a choice, she just made the easy one.”

Yeah, I wanted to fucking kill him. He made small talk and acted like it was the most fucking normal thing in the world. Then he laughed and looked over at me, “See, I’m even helping you keep your wife from castrating you. You won’t be leaving her alone with me at all, you’ll be right in the room, watching the whole time.”

I felt sick.

Gia knocked on the door and he looked to me, “Start recording as soon as I open the door,” he said. Read more »

Is that what you wanted? [MF] [Blindfold] [Bondage] [Teasing]

Feeling anxious and excited, I knocked on his door. Being apart for so long, I’ve been craving for his kisses, his tight hugs and his gentle yet forceful touch. I can’t believe how strong the chemistry, desire and passion between us have been. With a big smile on his handsome face, he opened the door and grabbed me with his strong hands. Read more »

Francis’s Audition

Finally the day had come: the worst evening of the semester. Might as well face it with dignity. I put on my green dress, two inch heels and some serious eyeliner. As an instructor I always dressed professionally, but giving auditions required an extra level of formality.

I drove to the high school apprehensively. It wasn’t the task itself, I loved music and being with a different set of students. The problem was the drama. A long night of unprepared kids getting all worked up over what chair they would sit in.

I sat down cross-legged. The first clarinet player came in and the monotony began. They Warm-up, then start recording. State the date and have the student say their name. Then scales. Then the required prepared piece. Then the optional piece. Then sight reading. Then the next student to do it all again..

I was bored before I started, and after two hours not much had changed. What made it even more tedius is that I could have used last semester’s auditions, the same kids didn’t practice. Read more »