This amazing mmf threesome erotica is by author Tabitha Rayne, and originally appeared on her website. It is read here by the author herself. A longer version of this story appears in the anthology Chemical [se]X, if you’d like to buy a copy!

In the cab Luca sits between Jasper and I, they are chatting amiably enough but I feel the tension in his frame. He was expecting to bend me over on the fireside rug and fuck me from behind with my stockings still on. Well, he’ll just have to wait a bit, that’s all. It’s not like my drunken libido will fail me any time soon. Something about the male voices throwing jocular chat back and forth has me floating on a soft cloud of contented need. I close my eyes and sink into the leather upholstery imagining myself between them, wishing I was smaller and more breakable. Visualizing being pounded front and back by two rock hard men, all grunts and sinew as they take their lustful pleasures, only stopping to slap my arse for my disobedience when I cry out in sweet exquisite agony.

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Sometimes I ask my Patreons for ideas for stories, and other times they drop me messages to make specific requests. Erotica is a weird thing, though, and so often when I try to write to one request, the story goes in a weird direction that I never really intended. This one was written with two things in mind: one, a message from someone asking for more stories involving two women; two, a shoutout I did for the hottest thing someone had ever said to them. What came out was not what I intended, but those two things in combination gave me a vivid fantasy about two women in love, using one of their exes like a sex doll, so I wrote this FFM erotica to get it out of my head and onto the page and (hopefully) into your pants, to tingle there delightfully…

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This competitive threesome story, by Molly Moore, originally appeared on her website. It is read aloud here as audio by the author herself. 

We are sitting at opposite ends of the sofa facing one another. Our legs are entwined, our calves touching, her feet brushing up against the outside of my thigh. She is slightly taller than me. We are both completely naked apart from the collars. I see her glance down to between my legs and when she looks up and sees that I am watching her looking at me she blushes furiously.

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One of my favourite pictures of myself is a fuzzy, terrible snapshot of half of my face: one black eye proudly displayed and my lips curled upwards in a filthy grin. It’s an old photo, taken on a phone that had something which could barely be described as a camera, but the picture reminds me of a very happy time.

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This supernatural pirate erotica, by sex blogger Ella Scandal, originally appeared on her website. It is read aloud here by Girl on the Net

I awaken to the sounds of creaking and dripping and the groaning of tired wood. It’s so dark tonight I can barely see past the end of my nose. Not that it matters. I know exactly where I am. I don’t need to see the ocean beneath me to feel the waves. Along with the sun and the breeze, they’re my only constant.

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