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Literotica: 5 websites to quench your online erotica thirst
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Websites like Literotica to get you hot and bothered. (Pexels)
Literotica, and other sites like it, will fill your evenings with erotic passion.
Imagine this: You’re at home and in the mood for some sexual mischief with erotica.
Except you’re alone under the covers and you don’t quite know how to satisfy those urges.
You’ve tried a couple of sites already, but it’s just not doing it for you this time. Sure, the internet has trillions of options when it comes to sexual fantasies, but it’s easy to get lost in the mix.
Without realising, you end up scrolling through the pages of Google for hours but, much like Bono, you still can’t find what you’re looking for.
Let’s consider something new, something exciting, something that will bring us that oh-so-personal release.
Videos are fun, but you’ve been there done that and it might be time to switch things up. Why not try to titillate your mind with some words instead of images? Rather than seeing the hairy butts of ageing actors, why not imagine your own, fictitious, perfect bottom?
Well, consider this our gift to you: A shortcut to the wonderful and inventive world of online erotica, where imagination is your only restrain (unless you’re into bondage, of course). This selection of erotica sites will hopefully save you some precious minutes next time you’re bored of Pornhub, YouPorn or GayForIt.
It is the place for free erotic fiction, and there are many websites that you can go to.
Needless to say these steamy reads are for 18+ only. Underaged readers need not apply.
When it comes to online erotica, Literotica is a titan of the genre – the clue is literally in the name. It leads the field like a Russian dominatrix, offering thousands of erotic stories with hundreds of tags that explore every sexual fantasy.
From vanilla to hardcore BDSM to everything in-between, we guarantee you’ll find something to float your boat to completion. It even has audiobooks for those who’d rather lie back and relax.
One of the most popular genre tags of this site is actually literotica cheating in which there’s an erotic story about cheating partners. Some people have some naught fantasies, it seems. No judgements here.
Literotica lesbian and Literotica gay erotica are also very popular on the site. There are many Literotica tags to pick from.
Of course, if you want some fiction erotica that caters to the LGBT+ community, PinkNews has you covered too, pals. Just head over to Nifty for some hot gay, lesbian, bi and plus action . With 23,000-plus stories, we guarantee it’ll leave your little gay heart satisfied. You won’t be disappointed with Nifty .
Bright Desire also features a wide range of free sex stories open to everyone, with a focus on what often missing in porn : the fun of it all. Not only is Bright Desire sex-positive, but it also offers videos and erotic stories that are all about passion, intimacy and straight up pleasure.
Much like Literotica, Lush Stories is a leader of the genre. Ghost sex? Check. Sex through portals? Check. Watersports sex? Check and check. Sexy ghosts playing water polo?
Probably. With 51,018 stories and counting, plus some 198,898 blog posts and 3,041,349 forum posts, we’d be surprised if you don’t find something that toasts your buns on there. Lush Stories works as a social network, too, giving you the chance to connect with other readers and maybe write your own stories.
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Slightly differing from Literotica, this next website Sssh is operated by women for women—and we’re not complaining. It counts thousands of erotic stories, as well as sexy sex education articles so that you know the best way to do you.
Looking for something a little bit more refined? Erotic Review actually has editors that make sure you only read the best erotic stories out there. No typos or poor grammar here. It’ll satisfy your inner nitpicker and the most high-brow of your fantasies.
Have fun reading the erotic literature, my darlings. Happy Reading!
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There is a danger here. There was some real pathology in the
family. It may be that there are stories which need to be told,
but that this is not the place to tell them.
Another danger is that of transmitting hurts from their generation
to ours. If A's child tells a story about B having been unkind
to A (where A and B are in the set {Joe, Izzy, Chuck, Myra}),
then B's kids today may feel great irritation toward A's kid. A
possible solution is for A's kid to get B's kid's permission to
tell the story here.
And then what fun we will have when two or more people remember
the same event differently.
I am going to try to list the stories in chronological order,
but in places this is, of course, a completely fanciful effort.
Chuck told me that Dad had a sister whom he greatly loved and another whom he greatly
hated. The first one got sick, and eventually died. The second one would not allow Dad
to visit the first one, because she was thrashing around, and Dad might see something he
was not supposed to see.
=========================================================================================
Chuck was about four years old and was standing on the front
porch of the house on Forest Street in Sidney. An impressive
looking, well dressed man came walking alone along the sidewalk.
His face was recognizable from the front page of the newspapers.
Chuck's grandmother (whose house it was, I believe) shouted to
Chuck, "Salute." Chuck saluted in the way he had seen soldiers
preparing for World War I salute. President of the United States
William Howard Taft nodded his head and raised his cane in
response, but did not turn his head and did not slow his stride.
Apparently his train had stopped in Sidney (the station was only
a few blocks away) and he had wanted to get out for a breath of
air.
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The Presbyterian Church had a Chrismas gift exchange. Everyone
brought a present and put it in a bag and then everyone took out
a present. Chuck wanted a drum. Mom told him he was sure to get
one (what was she thinking?). Chuck did not get a drum. He left
the church kicking and screaming, "I wanted a drum, and you said
I'd get a drum, and I didn't get a drum, and I still want a
drum." For Christmas friends and relatives gave Chuck a total of
five drums. I think he was embarrassed about that for the rest
of his life (when he might better have been angry at Mom for
deficient parenting).
=========================================================================================
The Collier house in Sidney was two doors away from North West
Avenue. North West Avenue was long, not too steep, and
paved in brick. There were not a lot of cars or buggies in those
days, and so in the winter a light coating of snow made for
perfect sledding. There is bad news and there is good news in
this story. The bad news is that at the bottom of North West
Avenue there was a railroad track. The good news is that the
track was only very rarely used. More bad news is that a train
did in fact come along once while Joe was sledding down the
street and he tried to stop but couldn't. But the good news is
that Joe went right under a slow moving box car and came out
untouched on the other side. Izzy, Chuck, and Myra were
hysterical with fear one moment and then hysterical with relief
and laughter the next. Chuck said none of them ever forgot the
day that Joe sledded under a train.
=========================================================================================
Some of Mom's pictures were sold to an insurance company for
use in their annual calendars. (I would strongly suspect that
the company was Provident Mutual, the company for which Dad sold
insurance for many years.) Doughboys returning to Sidney after
World War I reported seeing Mom's pictures on calenders in
France, China, and Australia (at least that is what I remember
Chuck saying).
(Personal note: Chuck and Dad took out a life insurance policy
on me for $1000 some time in the late '30's. I cashed it in a
few years go when it reached maturity. That experience and
applying for social security finally forced home the point that
I was now officially an old man. --wwc)
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When Ruth was a little girl at the Pemberton school in maybe
2nd or 3rd grade, (1919-20), the kids all looked out the window
one day and shouted, "Oh here comes Mr. Collier!" They knew that
classes would be suspended while Mr. Collier was welcomed to come
in and read Uncle Remus stories to them. Little did she know
that in 14 or 15 years she'd marry the man's son. And imagine any
school today allowing a guy like that into their classroom. But
apparently he stopped at many schools to read to the kids when he
got tired of selling life insurance.
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Dad once told Chuck that Dad loved Chuck the best of the four
children. Chuck was happy. When the kids were older, they
compared notes and found that Dad had told each of them the same
thing.
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Chuck said that the family referred to constipation as 'colored
marbles' which is a funny corruption of the Latin term for the
condition.
I searched for the phrase on Google. It is one of the few
times Google has let me down. Does anyone know the phrase?
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Oh his way to school one bitterly cold winter morning Chuck met
a couple of kids who told him that if he licked the railing in
front of this woman's house, it would taste like honey. Chuck
had some misgivings, but licked the railing anyway. His tongue
froze to the railing and he was completely helpless. The kids
laughed and went off. Fortunately, the woman of the house had
been watching, and she came out with a tea kettle of hot water
which she poured on the railing to warm it up and thereby to
release Chuck's tongue.
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Dad was an excellent athlete when he was young. He was good
enough to receive an invitation to try out for the Cincinnati
Reds (though not good enough to make the team). He played tennis
into his sixties, until his doctor told him that people his age
should not indulge in exercise that strenuous. He was an
excellent bridge player and an outstanding billiards player. But
as a high school Latin teacher he was perhaps not so patient with
those less gifted than he.
One day Dad was playing billiards (when he probably should have
been out selling life insurance). The game grew tense. Dad had
a very difficult shot to make to win the game. The entire pool
hall grew silent. Everyone gathered around to watch.
As Dad was about to shoot, one of his former Latin students,
apparently not a great admirer of Dad's, broke the silence with,
"William P. Collier, huh? I think it should be William
Peculiar." Everyone laughed. Dad missed.
=========================================================================================
There was a story about Mom calling Dad and asking him to bring
home a pound of hamburger. The words got mixed up, and Dad was
indignant and outraged, but he showed up at home with, as he
understood the request, FIVE pounds of hamburger. There was
something amusing about the words that led to the mixup, but I
have totally forgotten what they were, and so this story is
pretty lame. Sorry. Does anyone remember the story correctly?
=========================================================================================
At a Masonic Lodge meeting Dad offerred to bet that he could tell
every man in the room his birth date. The bet was taken. What
the other fellow did not realize is that Dad, as a life insurance
salesman, had tried to sell an insurance policy to every man
there, and in so doing Dad had learned each man's birth date.
Dad delivered and won the bet.
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If a trumpeter's mouth is too dry, he/she cannot move the
tongue smoothly. If it is too wet, the saliva will get in the
mouthpiece and distort the sound.
There was a concert in Sidney, Ohio, during which a prominent
player was to perform a trumpet solo. Chuck and two of his friends
got front row seats and just as the trumpeteer began his solo,
they pulled halves of lemons from their pockets and bit into
them, while looking straight at the player. He was a pro; they
failed to induce the expected catastrophic surge of saliva.
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Someone told Dad that Dad was addicted to tobacco. Dad denied
it. The man said the only way to prove that he was not addicted
to tobacco was to give it up for two years. Dad said he could do
that easily. The man said he would bet that Dad couldn't. Dad
took the bet, put out his pipe, and did not smoke for two years.
The following day he lit up his pipe and cursed himself for ever
having made such a stupid bet.
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Chuck played the trombone in the Sidney High School Band. He
told me once that he loved the instrument and spent hours and
hours every day practicing. One morning when I was in high
school my friend John Uncapher stopped by to pick me up on the
way to school. He was carrying his trombone. I asked Chuck if
he could still play. He said, "Sure" and asked John if he could
borrow it. Chuck then played the Sidney High School marching
song perfectly, after having not played for at least 20 years.
Chuck went to Ohio University for a couple of years before the
Depression got too bad and forced him to quit. While there he
supported himself in part by playing in a dance band. One night
they were playing at an outside dance very late in the fall. The
weather had become very cold. Chuck had large ears and they
were getting cold. He had this trick where he could fold his ears
(along a vertical axis) and then fold them down and then tuck the
tip of the fold into his ear canal. There was a rest in the
music for the four person trombone section before the trombones
were to come back in fortissimo. During the rest Chuck folded
his ears in in order to get th
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