SEX ED FOR A NERD It was hot in Missouri that summer so long ago, after we all turned 18 and graduated from high school. If you have read what some of my friends have already written, you know how hot things got for them. But now that it is my turn to write, I have to tell you that even though I was the valedictorian, I was the most backward dweeb in the Se...
Until a few years ago, I had only a vague understanding of the term "cuckold" as it related to sexual relations between couples. As ignorant as I was I thought it had something to do with cheating. However, thanks to the overwhelming number of cuckold stories contributed to Literotica, I have been able to build a better appreciation of this term and the many...
Michele ended up sandwiched between the Predator and the stranger who occupied the corner of the booth. She heard her subjugator murmur something about 'red' which she didn't understand. She certainly understood the implication of the next sentence that he spoke, "Look what I bought us to play with!" Then she was forced to turn her face towards the Predato...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
This is the landing page that will take you to the several stories re-archiving here. I am also using this section for new stories with the same themes as my other stories. That way I don't have twenty different stories all over the place that cover the same stuff. You can get it here. If you want to add on, or take a story a different way-- please, please d...
Chapter 13 The Slave, The Prostate Heather just sat and watched the exhausted slave. She was beginning to find herself tired also. Besides tired, she was still aroused and had been working on the slave, paying no attention to her own sexual need. This wasn’t something that occurred often, but now that she was feeling that old feeling, she wanted to do somet...
Harriet's only social experiences had been through verbal intercourse with customers at the library, and from a servile perspective, but her confidence grew by the minute as she entered the inn; the males at the meet would expect her to be in command after all. Her cunt tingled as she strutted in and looked around for a sign which would show her those others...
This is the first chapter and is a little tedious without any actual sexual situations. Please bear with it. I needed this to set the stage for following chapters. I promise it will get much better. Also please remember it is only a work of fiction. I welcome critiques both good and bad but if the storyline isn't your cup of tea then don't read it. I see s...
The premise for what follows is a family album and history. However, this is a family of dominant women. Alas, I have no ownership of the pictures I originally included in this work -- so you will have to use your imagination, aided by descriptions in brackets of the missing pictures. Perhaps there is a family like this out there, in this or some other reali...
You stand on a street-corner in your home town. The sky is overcast and there's a rumble of thunder in the distance that reverberates off the buildings. You reach in your pocket and pull out enough cash to cover the cost of lunch, shove it into the hands of the street vendor, and begin to make your way back to the office. You would hate to be caught in yet a...