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...
Please don't reproduce this copyrighted work without written permission. ________ Another note of personal thanks to Bernard Lyons, a dear friend in Dublin, Ireland who provided me with his generous and timely editorial insight. Thanks B! ________ Characters identified in this script are of legal age, but may portray maturing young adults. This is a work...
PROLOGUE: Nicole had been living at the Saint Agatha's Orphanage in Cottonwood, Rhode Island, for just over a year now; her 18th birthday a few days away. She'd come to stay at the orphanage when her parents had both perished in horrific train accident while traveling from Rhode Island to New York for an Easter celebration; she was nearly 17 at the time and...
For an outsider, I am a high-living successful career woman, with a glamorous job - with frequent globe trotting sponsored by the company, of course. But in reality, I must confess I was fed up with my lifestyle. It's the stress and the rat-race that's driving me crazy. By the way my name is Susan but everyone calls me Suzy. So, here am I, packing to leave...
It was the weekend before finals at Columbia University. For most students this meant pouring over class notes and skimming through textbooks for any information that might be relevant on an exam. But up in her dorm room in John Jay Hall, senior Caroline Johnson was preparing for a night out. She put on her makeup and did her hair, then slid her 5'2" frame i...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. Tammy's mother brings some birthday gifts for her daughter, then gives the girls a couple of other surprises. GINA: The sunlight was relentlessly poking into my brain, waking me up. I'm normally up before the sun peeks over the mountaintops, but we'd been up late last night so I su...
Author's note: I have lurked on Literotica for many years and have on more than one occasion enjoyed reading a good erotic story. Previously, I have written several science fiction adventure novels but I always felt a little queasy about adding too much sex to the prose. Not that I am a prude, far from it but I didn't want to upset my sci-fi fans by being to...
Sarah was sitting on the kitchen floor when I came in from the living room. The soaked living room carpet made my feet freeze, and ache for warmer weather. It was a few days after the hurricane hit our tiny island in the Gulf of Mexico, and we were one of the lucky ones. Mostly we had a bit of damage to our patio and only our downstairs bathroom and living...
Simply being the only one naked makes me feel so alive... to be ogled, fondled, bound and displayed... my degree of aliveness was greater than ever in my life. So beyond naked, so owned, bound, displayed... the air on my skin, their eyes on my helplessly exposed nudity, and trickling love juices... I was brought to the table again but this time to kneel b...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...