Halfbreed (Part 1)

*Author’s Note:*

Hello there, folks! This is my first time posting on Reddit, so my apologies if this is in any way out of the norm.

I am an erotica writer who has been active in the scene for several years on site like Literotica, HentaiFoundry, etc. A friend turned me on to this reddit as a potential place to post my ongoing novel series so I figured I’d post it here! If you’re interested after you’ve read the chapter feel free to check out my Patreon.

Note: This is an erotica novel. As such, character and story play a huge part of the telling. There absolutely is hardcore sex, but the story will build to it rather than arrive right out the gate.

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**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!)

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# Chapter 1: A Pair of Fools

A friend from high school [M] shared his girlfriend [F] with me [M].

Hey everyone, this whole thing must’ve happened about seven or eight years ago. This also turned out way longer than I expected. I just found this subreddit and have plenty of things to share on here. I’m of Indian origin, but I’ve lived all my life in the US.

Note: All the names here are made up. I’ll be Derek.

Anyways, back in high school during our freshman and sophomore years, we had a small group of close friends with five people. Ryan was one of them. He was fairly smart (not overly smart), really good at sports (but not nearly as athletic as most people), and filthy rich. Probably the richest in the city. He was seeing a girl called Erika, who was a part of our slightly larger group of friends with about eight people. She was easily the hottest girl at school. Everyone agreed and Ryan knew it. I won’t go into detail because she was still a minor at that point. They loved each other and they were perfect for each other. It wasn’t just ‘jock meets slut.’ He wasn’t a jock and she wasn’t a slut.

I Was [F]ucked Into Oblivion by my First Black Guy at [M]ardi Gras

I’ve always loved this sub and was excited to make an account just for this and I’m so happy to make my first contribution! This story happened to me about a month ago and the way I’ve felt since has been like nothing else, every time I close my eyes I can’t help but relive it and touch myself.

This post is long so if you want to skip the background, go to the (******) for the good stuff and (XXXXX) for the REALLY good stuff, tl;dr I’m at Mardi Gras and you can probably fill in the blanks yourself.

My customary background: I’m a 19-year old, 5’4, 135lb college girl with slightly wavy light-brunette hair that dips just below my shoulders, hazel eyes, 34C breasts, and a pretty nice bubble butt if I can brag a little. In high school I played soccer which gave me some killer definition in my ass and legs that I’ve maintained decently enough since then. I’ve always been a “good girl”, I got good grades, had a great relationship with my parents, and when I do cut loose, it’s always in a safe, respectable way.

Satisfaction in a bookstore [MF] [mast] [Mdom] [Fsub] [public] [tease] [edge]

We agree to meet at the bookstore around 4 and when I walk in I spot you from across the room. I text you to tell you to stay where you are. I order a coffee and sit at a table where we can see each other. I show you a glimpse of my thigh highs as I scratch my leg.

I pull out a book and recross my legs, letting my skirt fall so that I’m teasing you. I can feel you staring at me so I pull my skirt up a bit more, slowly so no one notices. You see my panties and glare at me. I smirk and drop my skirt, going back to my book.

You wait a couple more minutes before you come and sit next to me. You slide your hand up my leg, sliding a finger under the top of my thigh high, feeling how smooth my skin is. I adjust slightly so you have more access to my leg. You slide you hand up and down while I try to focus on my book. You ask if I’ve finished my coffee and I nod, distracted as you finger trails the edge of my panties.

Not sure where to ask this

If this post isn’t allowed, I’ll understand if it’s removed, and would appreciate it if someone could help me find the right place to post it.

I’m trying to find an erotica I was reading a while back and forgot to save.

What I remember of it:

Alien invasion, aliens target the females, spray some sort of fluid at them which more or less paralyzes them. While paralyzed, alien mounts their head and begins converting them to a hive consciousness. Main character evades them for a while with a group of friends, ends up hiding in I think a warehouse and fights one off. They fall asleep, wake up to find their partner has been caught by one of the aliens.

Bit later, she’s captured, and brought to witness an orgy driven by corrupted/brainwashed/hive-mind-dominated women, and starts to grow aroused.

That’s about as far as I got, and would really like to find it so I can finish reading. Ty in advance for any help!

[MFF] I married them, and then they took me home with them

Sorry for the length. (name of our sextape!) I just finished it and it is, well, looong. I thought about splitting it up in multiple posts, but fek it. This way I know that if you comment or like, you are a *true* smut-fan. ;)

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I write these things about sex a lot, but I never really wrote down my *actual* sexual experiences. At least not before the one I did earlier this week. And it seems people actually enjoy reading about that stuff, so it made me think what else I had stashed away in my memories that was worthy of writing down for a change. I have a couple more, but the one I am about to recall is probably the one that speaks to the imagination the most. There is some backstory involved tho, so stay with me for that, if you’d like. 

If you feel you are entitled to just the smut because you absolutely have to nut as soon as humanly possible, just scroll down to the markings. I think I’ll make them stars. So, search for the stars. Shiny. ⭐

Soggy biscuit game

When Mark’s parents went away for the weekend it was the perfect opportunity for us to spend the night over with the house to ourselves. There was a group of us lad’s, all in our teens.

We arranged to get a load of alcohol and meet up at the house around 8pm. I was the last to get there and Mark, Neil, Danny, Eddie and Sean were already setting about the booze.

Danny had brought a porn film and this was playing on the TV when Mark’s sister Jane and her friend Rachel walked in.

Jane and Rachel were a couple of years older than us and we had all known them for years. They were a pair of teases, often making suggestive comments and trying to belittle us with remarks about us being “little boys”.

If anything the girls seemed even more buzzed than we were, and they started to provide a running commentary on the porn film. Questioning whether we had ever done anything more than watch such acts.

Jane, in particular, was taunting us all about the size of our penis’s compared to those on the screen. Any defence we put up was met with the challenge to “prove it, and get it out”. none of us seemed ready to take up this.

Special Therapy for a Spoiled Brat [MF] [Spanking] [virginity]

Special Therapy for a Spoiled Brat

“Good morning, Sandra,” Dr. Homes says, walking into my room. I can lock it, but all the high-level staff here have keys and enter and exit as they please, to make sure we’re not doing drugs or something. It’s creepy. My parents sent me here after I dropped out of college and got pulled over for drunk driving. Luckily, my dad, the mayor, is a huge supporter of the police force and the cop delivered me back home. However, my parents gave me an ultimatum- stay at the House of Restoration until they felt I was rehabilitated, and return to school in the spring, or I’d be cut off. Not kicked out or anything, I just wouldn’t have my car or spending money, which would suck.

The House is okay, most of the girls here are honestly kind of bitchy, super new-money types that think Michael Kors is high-fashion. But the rooms are large and private, the sheets don’t scratch my skin, and there is a gym, a few pools and tennis courts. They don’t force us on a crazy schedule, we just have to keep a daily journal to share in group therapy and exercise for at least four hours a week. We’re not supposed to have phones but of course I snuck mine in. Overall, it’s like a vacation. Except for time with Dr. Homes.

35[F] Went from a week between any two guys to three in 24 hours. Part 1, meeting the guys

I guess I should start with a little about me. I’m a brunette, 5’3, usually get guessed at about 25 though I’m a full decade over, and curvy in a ‘rarely go to the gym but watch what I eat’ kind of way. My 34C cups don’t get a lot of attention unless I try to show them off but I do have a pretty thick ass that guys love to grab. I’ve always secretly felt like a slut but I’ve been in a string of long term, monogamous relationships my entire adult life. I finally got the chance to start acting on my urges after telling my husband I wanted a divorce a little over a month ago. We had very rare, very vanilla sex and I couldn’t live the dead bedroom life anymore.