Meet Nadia Poisson, a young black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Born in the environs of Jacmel, Republic of Haiti, Nadia came to the Canadian Capital to find a better life. In her native Haiti, Nadia was an accountant working for the City of Cap-Haitien. She moved to Canada after getting canned for criticizing a powerful gen...
"Okay, I've got five bags of potato chips, six orange crush cans, an emergency kit, six water bottles, two comforter-style blankets, power packs for our cell phones, and enough clothes to last a while, I think we got everything," Jamila Ahmed said, smiling at her lover Bianca Haywood, who leaned against the rented Rav4. Bianca looked at the bags full of good...
I did finally doze off around midnight but when I awoke, I immediately took note of a drastic change in everyone's mood until I remembered that not everyone woke up feeling chipper like I normally do. We were still at the transient hanger, but Ken had left the plane and the others were getting ready to deplane. "We have to deplane before they'll top off...
The weather reports said it was going to be one of the great winter storms of some time, so Carole and Kathy decided to leave a day early, get some shopping done, and get to their shared chalet at the base of Sugarloaf before the storm actually hit. Their respective husbands, Denny and Jack, would come up later in the Jack's Navigator and join them on Friday...
Comments are welcomed. Please do not copy or distribute this story. This is a story involving sex between a middle aged woman and a 21 year old woman. This is a subject near and dear to me. If anyone has any lesbian stories involving age differences, I would appreciate reading them. * * * * * I was invited to spend a few days at my older brother's condo...
Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers "Is there anything I can do, doctor?" Laurel Coulter asked. "Please...call me Jan," I said, smiling. "I try to have friends as well as patients in my practice." I touched her bare thigh casually, her skin warm and smooth under my fingers. Laurel did a nice job of getting herself back into shape after her pregnancy...except...
Beth cuddled into Liz as they sat watching the television and said, "You know you don't have to don't you?" Liz stroked Beth's hair then trailed her fingers down Beth's arm enjoying the feel of her skin as she said softly with love in her voice, "Beth we have known each other for over seven years, lived together for most of them. We are happy together, we...
"You love the taste of cunt, don't you?" Natasha remarked. Julie removed her tongue from the thick lips and folds of her lover's vulva, and smiled at Natasha, a thin trail of saliva on her chin. "Yeah! Nothing beats it! It's got the best taste in the world." "And my pussy? How's that compare?" "It's good! Amongst the best. You've got a world class clit a...
(This fictional story is a continuation of the first chapter of what may become a "Bethany" series. Comments and suggestions are more than welcome, and I hope you all enjoy reading them as much as I like writing them!) _________________________________________________ Bethany lay there as her body began to wind down and relax (a very pleasurable feeling of...
This is an autobiographical work of fiction. Characters are not intended to resemble anyone living or dead, fictional or real. The quotes at section transitions are from songs that played to mind while writing. They enhance the scenes & are intrinsic to the ambiance of the story. Copy/paste & search 'em, & listen. Really. Listen! They'll add seasoning & spi...