Yes, It’s A Pen Name But I’m A Real Person! I Swear!

Usually when I start writing somewhere new or join a new social network I introduce myself. I realized today that I haven’t done that here! I don’t know how many people will care enough to read and find out who I am, but I figured a good old introduction post might be due.

So, who is Autumn Seave?

Autumn Seave Is My Main Pen Name

Yes, I use a pen name. But this pen name is no less me than the name I was given at birth. I’ve been using this name for over 20 years now, so Autumn Seave is very much me.

I started using…

All my erotic stories in one place

Sometimes I write non-fiction on Medium but mostly it is my dirty, smutty stories that readers love the most. So, I’ve created this handy index for you; categorized and even an index so you can find the kind of smut you love the most!


· Series Guides
NEW and In Progress
Completed Series
· Short Stories
Alphas & Billionaires
Romance & Coupledom
BDSM — Sub Life
Threesomes & Moresomes
Lesbian — Women Loving Women!
Taboo (Gender swap, step-relations, best friend’s dad, best friend’s daughter)

Series Guides

I have…

The Triangle: an erotic triangle suspense story

As she undressed, Steph could feel his eyes on her. She tried to move quickly. But not quickly enough. When she was pulling on a pair of panties, she felt him behind her before he touched her. Then his hands were on her.

“Baby, I missed you so much. Don’t ever leave me again. Tell me you won’t leave me again.”

When she hesitated, he grabbed her arm and hissed, “Tell me!”

“I won’t Mick. I won’t.”

He pulled her towards him, her back against his chest. …

How my best friend became my first female lover.

I couldn’t believe that the first year of college was over. I’d had a great year and made so many new friends. One of my best friends was Lacey, and I would never have confessed it to anyone, but I had a huge crush on her. I’d never felt this way towards another woman before.

I never let on to her that I thought of her as more than a friend. I just didn’t have the confidence to do that. I was barely coming to terms with the fact that I was bisexual. …

The Triangle: an erotic triangle suspense story

“I’m going to change. How about I make dinner for you tonight?” Steph said as they boarded the boat. “If you can show me the kitchen, I can whip up a mean stir fry!”

“That sounds good. I’ll meet you in the kitchen ok?”


Before she could go far, he pulled her to him and said, “I really had such a great day with you, Steph. You’re smart and beautiful and funny. I could live with that.”

He leaned down and kissed her slowly. Steph thought to herself that maybe she could live with him too. …

The Triangle: an erotic triangle suspense story

Steph decided that she wasn’t even going to look at her phone for the rest of the day. She would have her bath, listen to some music, and try to relax and enjoy the rest of the weekend with Sam. She’d figure out how to deal with Mick when she got back.

She was going to go back to her own room to have a bath, but when she saw Sam’s master bathroom, she changed her mind quickly. …

The Triangle: an erotic triangle suspense story

Steph woke up to the sound of Sam’s voice in the morning.

“Hey sleepy head. Aren’t you hungry yet?”

Steph opened her eyes to the smell of pancakes and bacon and eggs. Sam crawled back under the covers with her as he set the tray between them. There were two plates filled with food and coffee and orange juice.

“You didn’t have to do that, Sam.”

“I know. But I’m always looking for an excuse to make a big breakfast. It’s my favorite meal of the day.”


“Well, I love all food, but there’s something about breakfast that makes…

The Triangle: an erotic triangle suspense story

Steph decided to phone Jen first. She wasn’t sure how she was going to deal with those 25 text messages. She didn’t even really want to look at them. It made her feel uneasy.

“Where are you?” Jen said immediately.

“What do you mean where am I? I’m on the boat with your dad and his friend, Craig. Are you drunk?” Steph replied.

“No, I just wanted to make sure you were safe.”

“Why wouldn’t I be safe?”

“Well, Mick has called me at least 10 times demanding to know where you are. He’s freaking me out a little.”


Here’s how I get over it

I am primarily a sex writer. I write about sex, and often, I write about my own experiences with sex. I write sexy stories with very detailed scenes. It’s what most of my readers expect from me.

But how do you write about sex when you’re just not feeling sexy? Because, in case you didn’t know, sex writers aren’t thinking about sex all the time. We have lives and there are other things on our mind more often than not.

I don’t even want to write sometimes. I want to read. Or just sit back and watch Home & Garden…

I can’t resist touching myself

Summer days are coming and it is getting so much warmer. I got to spend my first afternoon sitting in the sun, daydreaming, and soaking in the heat.

It would have been better if you were there with me. But you weren’t. You were busy at work. So, I amused myself by thinking of you. That got me a little worked up, to say the least!

I know that the neighbors could have peeked over the fence and seen me at any time — if they were home. I knew they were at work, too, though. …

♥ 𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒏 𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆♥

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