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Everyone's a Nerd!

by rnebular on May 29, 2018
Reviews & Essays

Author's Note: This is a submission for the Literotica Geek Pride Story Event. Thanks to Puckit for organizing this first-time event! This is just how I feel about Nerds, and how proud I am, to be one. Disclaimers: It's probably too long. I probably don't know how to spell very well. Somewhere, a story like this one has likely already been told. If for s...

Fateful Plateful

by Global Carol on Sep 13, 2017
First Time

Please note: (1) All the characters in this story are 18 years of age or older. (2) This story is intended for adults only. (3) This story is a work of fiction; in this story no one has or gets sexually transmitted diseases. In the real world it's important to know who your sexual partner is and to practice keeping both of you safe. (4) In the world of fanta...

Bisexual Haitian Manhood

by Samuelx on Nov 20, 2018
Interracial Love

"Under pressure," Thomas "T.J." Julien said to himself as he walked into the office of Stephen Docker, smug-faced scheduling manager for Secure Task, the security company he happened to work for. The bozo knows I live in Vanier and he sends my Black ass out to Kanata, an hour and a half away by bus, T.J. grumbled, and he rubbed his hands. He honestly wanted...

Five Minutes With Ray

by LeslieBlue on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Friday Afternoon - 4:00 p.m. Ray has been one of my lovers for several months now. He is a 28-year old married guy, is 5'8" tall, with blond curly hair, blue eyes, and a very nice, neat, blond goatee. He always wears cottony- soft shirts, with light colored Docker slacks. Ray enjoys it when I dress really sexy for him, wearing short mini-skirts, thigh-hig...

Visit to the Cabin Ch. 5

by Saxman on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

It was a very uncomfortable night to say the least for Kim and I. Kim in the cold steel cage and me spread-eagle on the floor with two butt-plugs up our asses. We had no idea what time it was when Mistress Susan came down and released us. "Well you two, it was quite an evening for you, and us. Why don't you shower put on some comfortable clothes and come u...

A Tale of Two Grannies - Conclusion

by goodyearman on Jun 5, 2018
Mature

This is the conclusion of my last story. (If you haven't read A Tale of Two Grannies, this won't make sense to you, it is not a stand-alone story) I've had a few comments as to the ending. But real life rarely turns out the way we hope for. This is a very short conclusion, just to end the story, and warning! It doesn't end as you might think. ***** "I've...

Three into One

by AutarkisV42 on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

You go to the fridge, dragging the door open, as the conversation continues loudly behind you. Laughter rings out over the clamor of the television and you draw four cold long-neck beers from the crisper, set them on the small silver tray you were given for your hostess duties this evening, and with a pop-pop-pop-pop the caps are all neatly removed and disca...

Train Journey

by beckettsbride on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It was a long train journey from London to Inverness but Lucy preferred it to flying. Flying was stressful, train journeys were restful. At least for her. It was also much more pleasant to take the late night trains. They were slower and took longer but were generally less crowded and those that were on the train tended to fall asleep so it was quiet and pea...

The Online Ad Ch. 01

by macouple on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

All people in this story are over the age of 18. This is the first part; more will follow if there is interest. Thanks. * My wife, Veronica, and I had put and ad on an online bulletin board looking for a bi-sexual female to join us. We would check our email everyday and there would be no responses. After 3 weeks, we pretty much gave up on it. I came home...

The Teacher

by Enchanttress on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Running late from oversleeping, knowing that you won't buy that excuse again. Rushing, while my mind is racing contemplating what to what to tell you. With my fingers crossed, hoping you will excuse me. I get into the hall, of your classroom, seeing you stand at the doorway. The bell has rung, and this has been the third time, that I have been late. No mat...