Author: aliciastillsauthor

I am a romance and erotica writer and have been publishing my works since May 2020. I'm married with children and work a full-time job, but fill my free time with writing and exploring fantasies with my husband.

Of particular interest to me are genres involving female empowerment, swinging, wife sharing, hotwife and slutwife relationships, MFM threesomes and other group sex, and polyamory. After growing up in an environment that treated all sex as being taboo and immoral, being able to write about and explore various scenarios where one woman is involved with multiple men at once has helped her continue her own journey of self-discovery.

Most of my stories are purely of my own imagination, although many have some degree of inspiration from my own experiences.

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sex Swinging

Why the Stigma Against MFMs?

Or “sluts” in general? I’ve referenced the stigma against women having multiple partners, threesomes (especially with two guys, specifically), a high number former sexual partners, etc. in multiple of my previous posts, although I haven’t really figured out why the stigma exists in the first place. I think most people would agree that the stigma exists, but it just seems crazy to me that it does.

I mean, guys want to get laid, right? Gay, straight, or bi, guys wanting to get laid is a premise that I think we can all get behind. Straight guys are looking for women, so women that are DTF are just doing something that makes everyone happy. 

But then (primarily straight) guys shame them for being apparently too slutty while some certain women pile on. It makes no sense to me. Now, if it has an effect on women, I think they’re just more likely to not have sex with the next guy that comes along that they want to sleep with. Which, since women like sex, too, means everyone loses. 

It’s just all so silly to me, this culture of shame that exists. It was instilled in me a long time ago and in my husband, even though neither of us agreed with its existence.

I still remember watching a movie a long time ago – at least a decade. I can’t remember what it was. Something mindless to wind down with at the end of the day. But a man and a woman in college were competing over something and they were trying to blackmail the other. The things they were blackmailing each other with were escalating in how bad they were perceived to be. And the trump card that the guy played on the woman was that he would tell people about the time that she made out with two different guys at the same time. Like that was just such a whorish and unforgivable/embarrassing thing that she was supposed to do almost anything to keep it a secret. 

I feel like she should have been proud of that accomplishment. Any guy would be proud if the situation was reversed.

In any case, I’m still not entirely sure why a culture of shame over female sexuality exists and why we celebrate men who sleep with a lot of women but look down on the women. It takes two guys to make an MFM happen, and no one should be judged in the first place, but the woman is looked at worse for some reason. I refuse to believe that the stigma exists because society just feels this impenetrable biological pull that causes men to seek many partners and women to seek one provider. 

And if you want more stories about women working to get rid of this stigma, two guys at a time, please be sure to check out my works:

On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful and On His Orders: Entertaining Three and Hooky. Previews and additional links can be found here: All My Works
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No Nut November Still Going Strong

Sing into penis like a microphone

We made it through the weekend and my husband is still going strong. I figure that weekends are going to be the toughest for him since I have a better chance to tease an orgasm out of him. I got him hard on Friday and acted like I was going to give him a blowjob, but really, I just pretended to sing into his dick like it was a microphone, kinda like the cat with the banana above. I got naked and he massaged me, but neither one of us got off. 

Saturday, I starting blowing him randomly in the morning just to get him close. If I’m going to make him lose it in his sleep, I figure I need to edge him a couple times a day on some of these days. He still held out, and I could see his frustration. After a few too many drinks, he went down on me until I came in the evening.  I returned nothing, but he was still hard as a rock the whole time. I still don’t know what makes it harder for him – when I blow him for a little bit after he gets me off, or when I refuse to touch him at all.

Last night involved the most, though. We switched things up a little and he was the dominant one. I found myself face down and blindfolded with my hands and ankles cuffed together, a strap going from each limb down and around the legs of our bed frame. He alternated massages with oral and rimming with spanks, tickling, and whips – we have a whip that provides more bark than bite, but I can attest, it’s fun to make that thing crack. 

He’s still submissive to me, though, which is how we both like it. Even with me blindfolded and strapped to the bed face down, he did a lot more pleasing of me than he did mild torturing. It didn’t take long for him to start eating candy (literal candy – M&Ms) from my ass. He ended up putting a butt plug in me and fucking me while I was still strapped down, taking breaks to give me a few more cracks with the whip and eat me out (even though we both know it was so he could keep from cumming). I queefed on him every time he went down on me. 

He left the butt plug in me and used a vibrator, plus a clit toy to get me off. The orgasm was mediocre, but it was better than holding out for a month. I still don’t think my husband is going to make it. He already said his balls feel backed up, heavy. They’ll be like a hoppity-hop by month’s end.

If all goes well, my husband will resemble Randy Marsh by December 1.

Plus, it was nice to switch things up a bit. Being tied down and having things done to me without my input was a good change. We both still like it better when I’m in charge, though. I can make him hard by flirting with other guys or queefing in his face and I’m pretty sure I could do the same if I farted while he had his face in my ass. Maybe I’ll tie him down before the month is over, sit on his face, and let one fly to see if he’s horny enough for that to get him hard.  

Anyway, I don’t know what the rest of the month has in store, but I know things won’t get easier for him. 

But if you think that dominating your man and making him go through No Nut November sounds like fun, please be sure to check out Strictly Business: Tormenting Tom, which is my first BDSM/femdom work.

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Strictly Business: Tormenting Tom. Previews and additional links can be found here: All My Works

Or if you prefer stories where the women have more than one man, you might be interested in some of my other works:

On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful and On His Orders: Entertaining Three. Previews and additional links can be found here: All My Works
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sex

No Nut November?

Is anyone else participating in No Nut November? This is a first for my husband and I, but since quarantine started back in March, I’ve denied him orgasms three times. The first was for a week, the second was for 13 days (it would have been a full two weeks, but day 13 was his birthday), and the last time was until he got me off on ten different days, which I stretched out to about 16. 

So if he’s successful, this is going to nearly double his longest streak. I don’t think he’s going to make it, personally. He has good willpower for holding out, but a month is a long time. But I also don’t know if we do NNN quite right. He still has to please me and I can still get off with him, someone else, or by myself. He just gets no release for himself. It’s a lot harder to resist when he’s still having sex/getting a face full of ass, but just not being allowed to cum.

I guess if he does, good for him. That’ll be a well-earned orgasm on December 1. 

I had no idea Ariel participated in No Nut November. I knew there was a reason she was my favorite princess growing up.

But if you think that dominating your man and making him go through No Nut November sounds like fun, please be sure to check out Strictly Business: Tormenting Tom, which is my first BDSM/femdom work.

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Strictly Business: Tormenting Tom. Previews and additional links can be found here: All My Works
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Erotica sex Swinging

Polyamory v. Swinging

Not a bad way for a girl to wake up in the above shot.

 A lot of people tend to group polyamory and swinging as being one and the same, even though the reality is much different. I mean, sure, both practices involve consensual non-monogamy, but aside from that, they really diverge. 

In swinging, you have one or both partners sleeping with other people with their significant other’s full knowledge. Or at least approval, in the case of swingers where one of the partners doesn’t want to know (or doesn’t get know) what the other is doing. But the sex is recreational and without commitment. It’s for the couples who crave a certain variety in their sex lives, or who enjoy watching, being watched, threesomes, foursomes, bigger groups, etc. There may also be some low-level amount of dating, but sex involving others is at least the main event in swinging, if not the only event.

By contrast, polyamory also typically involves sex with others, but the focus is on having additional relationships with other people on an emotional level. Any sex is really more of a byproduct of being in a relationship, not the sole/primary purpose of the relationship. The connections sought after are much more personal, deeper. It isn’t being done as a recreational activity. 

To me, despite any similarities, you can’t really compare the two much more than you could compare a long-term romantic relationship with the one-night stand you had with that guy whose name you don’t entirely remember. 

I can remember when I first heard of polyamory. I hadn’t come around to the realization that threesomes with two guys was something I actually wanted all that long before then, but still, the idea seemed so… taboo. Like, MFMs happened and they happened WAY more than portrayed in the media, but the idea of three or more people all being in a group-type of relationship still hadn’t even crossed my mind as being a real thing. 

The idea really turned me on. It still does, actually. Picturing being in a committed, ongoing, consensual, and closed relationship with two or three men who are only dating me and all at the same time makes me horny every time I think about it, without fail. And my husband I talked about it to some degree after we got engaged. Our schedules didn’t quite match up and he kept telling me that I should have a daytime boyfriend and a nighttime fiance. Which sounded amazing. 

And I did see some other guys during that time period while I was off and my husband was at work. And that was great and a lot of fun for both of us. But it was never in a way that more closely resembled polyamory over swinging.

The reality for both of us, though, is that neither one of us is all that cut out for polyamory. Truthfully, I don’t want the extra relationships and I think the reality of polyamory is that I couldn’t juggle the needs and demands that multiple partners would make of me. I wouldn’t be able to give enough, emotionally, to more than just my husband and I would always be wanting more, emotionally from them. The appeal, when I think of polyamory, isn’t the deeper connection with multiple guys – it’s the sex. I just want the below – a woman with two guys, engaging in the fun, flirty side of sexuality.

The jealousy is another side of polyamory that I think I would struggle with. There was some video on snapchat that my husband and I watched together a while back that was just about two couples that met and then made a quad, so both men exclusively dating both women (and vice versa). And that idea is appealing in a way (although not as much as one woman exclusively dating three men), but I know the jealousy would get the better of me, regardless of whether the men are dating other women or not. I mean, maybe I’m wrong and it would work out perfectly, but I just can’t picture it for myself. 

Obviously, everyone is different and what works for one person/couple may not work for another. 

And if swinging is your thing, please check out my books featuring swingers:

On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful and On His Orders: Entertaining Three. Previews and additional links can be found here: All My Works
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Erotica Uncategorized

All My Works

 I’ll do my best to update this page when I put out new publications. **And as a side note, I’ve been having ongoing issues with B&N displaying all book information correctly lately. On His Orders switches between the first and second in the series and the paperback price doesn’t always match what I’ve input (B&N makes it more expensive than what I’ve listed).

Hooky: One Act of Defiance Can Set Her Free is available on Amazon in e-book and paperback format, as well as in paperback and e-book on Barnes & Noble. For reasons unknown to me, the price listed on Barnes & Noble’s website doesn’t match what I’ve set it at, so you’d be better off picking it up at Amazon. I’m trying to resolve with B&N.

It is also available in e-book format on Smashwords, Apple, Kobo, and Scribd.

A preview is available here.

On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful is available on Amazon in e-book and paperback formats. It’s also available on Barnes & Noble in e-book and paperback formats as well.

It is also available in e-book format on Smashwords, Apple, Kobo, and Scribd.

A preview is available here.

On His Orders: Entertaining Three is available on Amazon  and Barnes & Noble in e-book and paperback formats, as well as in e-book format at Smashwords.

It is also available in e-book format on Apple, Kobo, and Scribd.

A preview is available here.

Strictly Business: Tormenting Tom is available on in e-book and paperback formats on Amazon and Barnes & Noble, as well as in e-book format at Smashwords.

It is also available in e-book format on Apple, Kobo, and Scribd. **Update** Strictly Business is now only available in e-book format on Amazon and is enrolled in the KDP Select Program. I may add it back to other retailers at a later point, but for now, it is exclusive to Amazon.

A preview is available here.

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Hidden Obsession: Watching Her Every Move is available in e-book format on Amazon and is enrolled in the KDP Select Program. The pre-order is now live (releasing 7/3/21) and you can find my book on Amazon.

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Erotica Writing

Free E-Book Giveaway

2020 just keeps getting more and more unpleasant for my family and I as the year goes on. As a result, I haven’t had as much of a chance to finish the writing projects I’ve been working on or to pay as much attention to the ones I’ve already published as I’d like.

But, for some good news, the E-Book of On His Orders: Entertaining Three will be free on Amazon from October 8 – 12. I would love to see this downloaded and to get a few reviews.

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Erotica Swinging Writing

Preview for On His Orders: Entertaining Three

The second part of the On His Orders series is available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble. The second part of our story fast forwards a couple of years and sees our main character dutifully taking on three men at her husband’s direction. A preview is below:

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“Perhaps we can finish one more challenge before we get to the room?” my husband asked. “Maybe if you both work together to give her an orgasm on our way, she’ll forgive us all. What do you think, hun?”

I shrugged my shoulders before pressing the call button for the elevator and stayed looking ahead. “I suppose they could try,” I replied to my husband. “But they don’t have much time. The elevators are slow, but I don’t think they’re up for it.”

I knew they could do it. I was so close to cumming back in the bar that I was frustrated that I had to hold it back. Public sex always made me cum fast.

The doors opened and we stepped in. No one else joined us and Nathan and Matt quickly positioned themselves on either side of me. With my husband standing two feet away, both Nathan and Matt ducked their heads down and began kissing my neck. I closed my eyes and could feel four hands on my body. Matt had a hand inside the front of my dress and was playing with a nipple. His other hand slid down the back of my dress until it reached the bottom before connecting with my skin once more. I could feel his hand slide up swiftly until he reached my ass, the tips of his fingers sliding into my very wet pussy from behind.

At the same time, one of Nathan’s hands pressed into the small of my back while the other slid up the front of my dress and started massaging my clit. The dual attention and the change in elevation from the elevator ride caused me to get light-headed and my head to spin; I doubt I could have stayed standing if it weren’t for the two men holding me up. I was so close to cumming when the elevator bell sounded out to let us know we had reached our floor that it was all I could do to hold back my orgasm in case someone was waiting to get on.

The guys removed their hands and mouths from my body just as the doors were starting to open, leaving me to hastily and unsuccessfully attempt to pull my dress down. When the doors opened, we saw that no one was there. “Lucky for you three,” said my husband. “Looks like you still have some time to finish that challenge.”

My husband stood in the elevator doorway, holding the door open and keeping it from traveling to a different floor, but also keeping us in view of the hallway lining the rooms. Nathan and Matt wasted little time in returning to their previous position. I continued right where I left off, feeling myself reach the point of no return within seconds. I stuck my arm out, blindly feeling for my husband’s body and pulling him towards me. I kissed him deeply for several seconds as my orgasm built throughout my body, breaking away from him when I could no longer focus on his lips. 

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Erotica Writing

On His Orders Countdown Deal

A countdown deal for On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful is set to run from August 14 – 21. It’s priced at 99 cents for the week, so please, take advantage of the sale and leave a review.

Happy reading!

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Erotica Swinging

On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful now available!

It was technically available last Friday if you wanted to order the paperback. But the pre-order period is now complete and you can read the full e-book starting today!

On His Orders can be purchased on Amazon. The paperback can also be purchased on Amazon or on Barnes & Noble.

Personally, I prefer physical books over e-books. It obviously costs a little bit more, but still. It just feels better to read from an actual book. Plus, I’m very proud of the work I did in putting the physical book together, even if the author’s commission is less for the paperback. I’m happy with Hooky, too, but I learned a lot and I think I put together a better looking product with On His Orders. 

Happy Weekend!

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Preview for On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful

A preview for my second publication, On His Orders: Faithfully Unfaithful, is below. It is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

It is also available in e-book format on Apple, Kobo, and Scribd.


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“Come over after class today.” His text was the first thing I saw when I woke up that morning. “I promised I’d deliver. I have your first duty as a slutwife.”

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“Are you ready for your first instruction?” he asked me.

It finally felt completely real. My heart raced, beating as though it were up in my throat once more. I knew I was nervous, but I was more excited than anything. It was an absolute dream to have a sexy boyfriend who wanted his hobby to be finding me sexy men to fuck in front of him. I licked my lips to respond but found words to be elusive and merely nodded my head instead.

“Good,” he said. “Get naked.” 

I paused briefly and my heart seemed to beat even harder. I’m not a natural exhibitionist and no guy had ever seen me naked before seeing me with clothes on. “Seriously?” I asked.

“Yes. And quickly!” He managed to both scowl and smirk at the same time at my disobedience.

“Are you sure you’re into this? If you’re going to do what you’re told, you don’t have much time,” he told me after watching my initial hesitation.

I knew I was into this and wanted to do it right. Without thinking any more, I peeled my tank top over my head and unhooked my bra. I slid both my sweatpants and panties off at the same time in one swift motion, completing the transition from fully clothed to completely naked in less than ten seconds. I had been naked in his living room many times, but as I waited for the arrival of a complete stranger, I had never felt so exposed. 

“Good girl. You do want that second dick,” he said. 

He was right. I hadn’t fucked another guy since meeting my boyfriend five months ago and I had been going stir-crazy over it for several weeks already.

“We’re going to stay in the living room today. Put your clothes in your backpack and then put your backpack in the bedroom closet. Close all the doors on your way back – I want you as far away from your clothes as possible.”

I didn’t hesitate this time and it felt astonishingly freeing. I hurriedly stuffed my clothes tightly into my bag and zipped it shut before bringing it down the hall and into his bedroom. The closet door was waiting open for me and I wasted no time in shutting my bag inside. I shut his bedroom door behind me and got back to the living room as quickly as I could. I practically ran on my way to and back from his bedroom, his earlier admonishment that I didn’t have much time ringing in my ears the entire way. 

I stood next to my boyfriend and eagerly waited in silence. We were both so still and quiet that I imagined I could hear my heartbeat, the sound of its rhythmic pounding punctuated over the sound of my nervous breathing. But it only took a few seconds before I heard a light knocking at the front door. I didn’t even see my boyfriend buzz our guest into the building. 

The sound of Josh’s knuckles connecting with the only thing separating my naked body from the eyes and hands of a complete stranger echoed around in my head as if it were trapped there, increasing in volume and intensity every time it seemed to rattle back through the silence of my thoughts. His knocking was my first concrete indication that Josh was real. Until then, becoming a slutwife was little more than a fun fantasy.

I looked to my boyfriend, who merely nodded in my direction before looking towards the door. He didn’t speak, but we both knew what I was expected to do.

My heart was still beating as hard as ever, though now it was due at least as much to nerves as to excitement. I walked very carefully to the front door, stepping lightly as though afraid to make any noise. The room felt like it was beginning to spin, and I moved slowly, like I was trying to walk under water. When I finally reached the front door, I paused and took a deep breath, knowing that fantasy would be replaced by reality the second I opened the door. 

As I reached for the handle, my boyfriend’s voice called out, quietly giving me one further instruction. 

“Pull the door all the way open. Don’t just open it up a crack.”

I looked down at my naked body, in awe of what I was about to do. I had woken up that day thinking it was going to be a regular day just like any other. It was astounding how quickly things had changed. 

I knew I couldn’t wait for long before opening the door, though. If I did, I was afraid I would lose my nerve entirely. Taking one more quick, deep breath, I steadied myself and turned the door handle before pulling the door all the way open.