Halfbreed Ch. 04 (Part 2) [M/F erotic romance]

**DISCLAIMER**: I am posting the *entirety* of the first book when it is finished, any pay you give to my Patreon is for extra content: lore releases, early chapter releases, etc. None of the story itself is in any way gated or unreadable (though you might have to wait a month to see it!)

It was dark in the holding cell; cold and uncomfortable. A sliver of silvery moonlight filtered in through a narrow window near the ceiling at the back of the room, illuminating the bed but keeping the rest of the room in perpetual darkness.

Mike woke up several times over the course of the night, thwarted by the lack of central heating in the room and his own, innate stubbornness. Each time he arose from the bonds of sleep at the foot of the bed he would simply turn over, pull his beloved jacket closer about his chest and huddle into himself. He passed several hours like this, drifting between the waking realm and the sleeping one as his discomfort warred with his weariness.

Halfbreed Ch. 04 (Part 1) [M/F erotic romance]

**DISCLAIMER**: I am posting the *entirety* of the first book when it is finished, any pay you give to my Patreon is for extra content: lore releases, early chapter releases, etc. None of the story itself is in any way gated or unreadable (though you might have to wait a month to see it!)

“Ow! Watch the jacket!” Mike protested as Lashvara shoved him into the prison cell with way more force than was necessary. The Orc manhandled the puny earthling, keeping his head pointed at the ground, with her hand firm against the back of his neck as she waddle-walked him into the room.

Someone gasped. Mike tried to lift his head up to see who was there, but the Orc held him by the scruff of his neck. She pressed something into the manacles behind his back. *Click* went the restraints, and suddenly Mike could move his arms again.

“Your prince returns.” Lashvara grunted to whomever was in front of her. “Seems he has even less common sense than you do.”

dependence

mc is FtM.

You’re in heaven.

“*Alex*,” you gasp, the sheets of your soulmate’s bed balled up inside your hands. Your chest heaves as shuddering breaths release from your agape mouth. “Oh, *Alex*!”

His head looks so good between your scarred thighs. You know you don’t deserve this. You know you don’t deserve any of it. But you’ve succumbed to your urges once again and lost yourself, succumbed to his touch, thus here you were writhing in pleasure against his tongue on your clit. You think about how disgusting you are as you throw your head back and emit another loud, whoreish moan.

He digs his fingernails into your thighs then, and you know you’ve annoyed him. Yet, how lucky you are for him to keep eating you out despite your misbehavior. You stifle your moans, which turn into high pitched breaths and squeaks as you buck your hips against them. He hugs them tighter to keep you still, sucking on your clit and gazing at you with a look that you know is complete and utter contempt. “I love you,” you sigh, smiling. “Thank you,” you breathe, thighs trembling.

Long time ago

I saw how my fiancée got herself a one night lay.
She was out with her friends and I came to tell her that I could drive her home.
But when I came in I stopped and saw her sitting and talking to two well-built men.

I really don’t know why but I sat me down in the corner and looked at them no one of her friends where there.

They talked and danced, more and more hands came on her body, first with protest later with a smile.

One of the guys pressed her body tight into his body and I saw her reaction first with a big surprise then a smile of pure lust, same reaction with the other guy.

One of them took her and kissed her passionately and soon they left.

I went to the car and on my way there I saw them disappeared away.

When I was going to drive away I got a phone call, it was my beloved girl.

Hey my love she said, I’m going to sleep over at Wilma, so don’t sit up and wait.

[MF] Welcome Home

I recently met someone on Reddit and we’ve been talking for a while now. I mentioned how I wasn’t a confident writer. It takes me weeks to write a story, after a lot of failed attempts and a lot of deleting eventually something materialises. I put my head down and this is what I came up with. He enjoyed it. Do you?

Comments and Questions welcome!
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*Can you picture this?*

You turn the key in the ignition and the engine and lights cut off, simultaneously plunging you into pitch black eternal darkness as every source of light diminishes. You look over to your house to find not a single sign of life not a single light can be seen.

“Strange, Jessica should be home?” You question openly to yourself.

It’s a wintry night and a loud patter of rain can be heard hitting the windows and windscreen of the car, causing the droplets to dance down the glass. Your house is in the countryside with no houses around for miles and miles. You sit in silence for a moment, surveying the area looking around in bewilderment.

Chloe’s gone wild. Chloe’s adventures part 4

Chloe skipped upstairs to her bedroom and went to the wardrobe and pulled out some tiny shorts and a strapped top. She put them on, grabbed her tablet and went downstairs. She sat in the sofa and put in the Tele. “Nothing ever good on at this time” she thought, “off to the back garden I go. Enjoy the sun I think.”
Chloe grabbed a drink and went to the patio outside. She chilled on the lounger, looking at work related things on her tablet, arranging flowers for Toms sisters wedding among other things.
“Oooo Tom” she thought, her pussy jumped in excitement. “Can’t get distracted” as she said this to herself, the neighbour fired up his lawn mower.
“For fuck sake, that’s that peace ruined. I’ll go have a word see how long he’s gunna be” Chloe headed to the fence, she peered over and to her amazement it wasn’t the old man that lived there. Or even his wife. It was a late teens looking shirtless guy.

Encounter Pt 1 [Dom/Sub][Strangers][Orgy][Rave]

(first time posting and i wrote this on a whim in 2 hours when I was horny)

I stood next to the bar adjusting the lime green bikini thong on my tan hips as well as the straps of the matching top. The glitter on my body made me stand out, but no one seemed interested enough to approach me.

I knew I should’ve brought someone with me to this black light orgy, but I was too shy to ask someone I knew or bring a stranger. Now I was standing idle as I watched other couples and groups engage in sex. I turned away, leaning against the counter, and staring at the bottles on the wall, wondering if I should get a drink or not.

I twirled my long black hair between my fingertips and swayed my hips to music.

Suddenly I felt a dominating presence behind me, but before I could turn to see them, they spoke,

“If you want me to touch you say yes and don’t turn around.”

To Deal with an Old One [Alien] [MF] [WIP]

There’s a pressure holding my chin. “That’s unusual.” a deep and somehow accentless voice remarks. I open my eyes in surprise, only to find a dark haired woman staring back at me. I let out a small gasp and lift my head out of her grasp.

Stupidly, all I can manage is “What?”.

The same voice comes from the mysterious woman’s mouth, not that there’s anything womanly about it “You made the mark but you had no reason to do so.” I can barely muster the focus to clearly hear what she said as I begin to stand. I don’t know what she could mean by ‘mark’, I have made no mark anywhere that I can immediately recall. My mind is drawn away from what she said however, as I notice the room that I’m in has no discernable end in any direction. Instinctually I try to assign a color to the floor, but my mind recoils from the attempt, I can’t come up with a name for the color of the floor. My most immediate go-to is white, but it’s almost certainly not white, though I can’t say definitively that it isn’t white.

Skin To Skin [MF] [married] [adult breastfeeding] [lactation] [emotional] [loving]

Skin To Skin

The silence of the night slowly creeps upon us. The cars going by in the street dwindle in number by the hour, the gradual light of the sun replaced by the warm glowing lamps in the master bedroom, and the hustle bustle of people around the neighborhood fading away into the air conditioned white noise.

We both lay on the king size bed, staring into each other’s eyes, shielded from the vulnerableness of nudity by our skimpy undergarments. The heat of intimacy filling our hearts and an ever present desire needing to be quenched, we lean in for a kiss. I feel the slight metallic drag on my face and I look at her hand with the emerald on her ring finger as she rubs over the metal engraving on my own left hand, symbolizing a bond that will never die in us and a lustful passion that fuels us every day.

Conejita [MF]

“Dios mio! Eros como un burro!” was all I heard before she took me in her mouth to the hilt. My legs shook from the sensation. The warmth, the slick wetness, the tightness of her throat, and the suction that I swear I could feel in my abs was unlike anything I’ve ever felt. She was relentless, like she needed what she was sucking out of me more than air. In, out, in, out, in, out. Occasionally, she paused to work the head, or pulled me completely out and ran her glorious tongue around the corona, or slid her amazing ruby lips along my shaft, but then she attacked my throbbing member like life itself depended on it. In, out, in, out…… I felt the build up and exploded into her throat while she hummed with delight. I came before she was even out of her dress.

That tight black dress that barely covered her ass, with her beautiful pushed up breasts peering over the top. When I saw her in that hotel bar, I thought, “I should be paying her.” but now, in this hotel room, I was certain.