The Visitor Falls: Flying (interracial reverse harem – MMMF)

*Here’s a sneak peek at my latest interracial reverse harem (BWWMWMAM) tale,* [The Visitor Falls](http://stillpointeros.com/product/visitor-falls/?utm_source=reddit-erotica-flying)! *I’d love to know what you think.*

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As they walked the six blocks from the party to the boys’ apartment, Gina fought to keep breathing. They seemed just as nervous. “So,” she said, “can I tell y’all a story?”

The three nodded. They were back in the positions they’d taken when carrying her off the mountain. Only instead of lifting her up, now Matt and Sam were holding her hands while Jim skipped in front of her, her handbag over his shoulder, and all of them were wearing manic grins that perfectly reflected the panicked exhilaration she felt.

Sam squeezed her hand. “Always love a good story.”

“Well, then.” She took a breath. “Once upon a time there was a girl named Gina Billings.”

“Love the start,” Matt whispered.

“Thanks. Anyway, she broke up with her boyfriend because he thought she should drop out of college and move in with him and clean his socks.”

Jim gave a mock scowl. “Arsehole.”

Almost [BDSM] [Light Whipping] [MF]

This is my first ever erotic short (or erotic anything) I’ve written. I was told to post it somewhere so here I am! Let me know what you think

“I could get used to this” she thought, as she felt the tickle of the feathers gently caressing her hard nipples. It was her first time, but something about her hands being tied to the bed while wearing the yellow lacy panties she picked out turned her on in a way she couldn’t explain. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by a sharp crack and a harsh stinging sensation.

She didn’t know it was coming, the soft blindfolds kept her in complete mystery, the anticipation is part of what made it so fucking sexy. She felt hands gently exploring her body as they made their way down to her panty line.

Another crack. More stinging. She felt her panties being peeled off and her wet pussy was now completely exposed. She felt breathing and gentle kissing on the insides of her thighs. She was going crazy. She felt pinching on her nipples and they responded by getting even perkier than they already were.

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Equations of Arousal [sole female] [masturbation] [public] [toy] [college math class] [squirting]

One foot in front of the other. That was the mantra echoing in the mind of Kaci, barely competing with the noise of a maelstrom of other thoughts as her feet carried her slowly and dazedly to the front of the classroom.

A chill ran through from the tips of her toes up to the very thick shock of auburn hair that adorned her head; the collective judgemental gaze of her classmates simultaneously pierced her to the core, boiled the blood coursing through her veins, and caused a film of sweat to dampen her forehead.

*How is it possible to feel so many different things all at once? Why did I ever think this was a good idea? What was the question again?* Rapid fire questions swarmed and overtook her brain and before long her train of thought had passed so many of its normally scheduled stops that she wasn’t really even sure if she was in the same world anymore.

But above all else, she felt *it*. The inexorable presence between her legs that had derailed her entire afternoon. A small piece of vibrating molded silicone, seemingly so innocuous, but like an ember its vibrations emanated a heat that burned her thoroughly, continuously. Its presence in her pussy rolling as waves out to her thighs, her core, her breasts, and especially to her brain.

The Next-Door Neighbor [mf] [oral] [light bdsm]

The next-door neighbor.

They say that us men are quite simple to a fault. That we’ll forget so many important milestones of our lives, but we’ll recall a memorable sexual encounter until the day we die. There may be some truth to this because that is exactly the nature of the story I’m going to tell… This took place shortly after my first year at college and being back home with my family for the summer.

Bailey Punishes Her Kittens (FF) (College Sorority)

“I expected order when I woke up this morning. I got up early and walked all the way down here to make breakfast to only find this place still trashed.” Bailey Powell was pacing in front of her kittens now. She had a simple white blouse with a black pencil skirt. Her heels were red and kept catching Karina’s eye as she watched her president walked. Bailey looked very professional with her box braids up in a bun. The black woman was ready for her day at work and had taken her time thinking of whether to punish the freshman or not.

“You kittens are supposed to clean after every party. This place should be spotless, yet you all stand here among the trash. You all need to make this whole house spotless by the time I come back from my internship. Understood?”

“Yes Ma’am!” They all chorused and got to work. By the time the freshman were done they only had a few minutes to line up at the door to wait for Bailey to arrive. She had given them instructions through a group text to be in their underwear when she arrived.

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Corrupting Corrine – Part 1 [Mf] [MCtrl] [cheat] [teacher/student] [psychological] [long]

Hi Erotica. This story actually has a part 2 and 3 already, and if you want to read them after this you can check my post history. I’m just posting part 1 for now because I just found this sub and I wanted to see if there’s interest. If so I’ll post parts 2 and 3 here as well. Thanks for checking it out!

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The eraser of Corrine’s pencil tapped, tapped on her notebook. It had made contact with the paper far more times than the tip over the course of the afternoon. Yet her focus was not out the window or within her own mind, but on the lecture before her.

“So I hope, as we continue through the semester, your view of the human mind will evolve similarly to how the views of psychologists have evolved over time. The human mind is not a machine. Yet it cannot be viewed entirely as a self-determining entity, either. We need to look at the pyschological, social, and physical influences on the mind before we can understand how to help a patient – we can never view the mind in isolation from these factors, never as totally independent.”

[META] I’ll write a story about a girl you know.

I want to write a story about a girl you know. Is there a woman you’ve been longing for? A friend, a coworker, an old fling… a relative? Maybe you just want your current partner to do something she normally wouldn’t. Whoever you have dirty fantasies about, that’s who I want to write about. I just need:

Her name, real or fake.

Description of her. Pics are awesome but not required.

What you want her to do in the story. What naughty antics will she be up to?

Who she’ll be doing it with. You, someone else, me lol. Who’s she fucking?

That’s all I need, but you’re welcome to provide whatever details you like. So, let’s turn those fantasies into a dirty story.

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Our Little Secret [M/F] [BDSM] [Spanking] [Choking] [Dirty Talk]

“You could’ve just come over.” I closed the door behind me and smiled when he leaned in to give me a kiss. “You didn’t have to call.”

“I know. Just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Ok, It’s 11:00 at night. Could you not be…” I waved my hand in front of him. “You for like…two seconds. I’m not really sure I can handle it.”

He laughed and kissed me on the cheek, warmth blooming over my face. “How did your audition go?”

“Fine I guess; on short notice. It’ll be amazing if I do get the part, but the room was seriously packed. Hopefully I’ll know by Wednesday if I get the callback. How was your day?”

“Busy and stressful, but overall it was good.” After taking off his shoes, he followed me into the living room and stood in front of me as I leaned against the back of the couch, stroking his hands up and down my upper arms. “I just wish I didn’t have to leave and stay late on a Saturday due to someone else’s mistake.”

I raised my hand and ran my fingers through his hair. “Sorry, baby. Anything I can do to make it better?”

Cute Redhead Nerd Loses Her Virginity [MF, oral, vaginal, age difference, virgin]

Excerpted from HOT NERD GIRLS

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The Story Thus Far:

*Tesla, a very nerdy college girl with red hair and a thick figure, is hired to help an anime vendor for a day at a sprawling scifi convention.*

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“In here,” Taichi said as he turned the key into a side room Tesla had never noticed before. They stepped through and the vendor locked the door again. They were both grateful for the sudden relative quiet, with the crowds outside just a background murmur through the door.

The two of them had been able to work their way through the long lines at the concession stands, only to find most of the seating taken. Taichi suggested going somewhere they could enjoy their lunch in peace, and knew just the spot.

The young woman looked at all the stacked boxes and a central table nearly overflowing with stacks of comics. “What is this place?”

“The convention center uses it to store their folding tables and chairs, which are pretty much all in use right now. The con staff converted into a storage vault of sorts for the big auction Sunday night after the ball. The material is mostly from private collectors. Since I’m one of the most senior vendors here, and my section’s just a short ways away, they trusted me with a back-up key.”

A Game of Depravity [Part 3]

*Next time.*

Those were ominous words, weren’t they? It’s the type of saying a villain would use after they escaped their enemy. They were filled with revenge and foreboding, and Mina couldn’t quite shake them because when would the next time be?

It wasn’t as if they had worked out when was acceptable to vulnerably strip down and please each other. It wasn’t like she had actually pleased anyone in a very long time.

Daniel was a very hard man to please. It wasn’t like him to be caught in the office so routinely, but backlash from his editor, Laney, cause him to stalk the firm, sitting in the chair with his hands behind his head and elbows bent, arguing for a pitch. He didn’t really have to argue, the company was half his. Half his brothers. Even so, they were under a large umbrella company, and after a few days Mina was positive he wanted to bend that umbrella over his knee and chuck it off their back deck into the ocean.