As Salam Alaikum, dear readers. My name is Faduma ( pronounced Fa-Doom-Ah) Ismail and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, and moved here with my parents, Aden and Amina Ismail, in the summer of 1999. We've never even left the country since that magical first summer, I...
The April meeting passed without incident, as far as I was concerned. Then Margie emailed she was coming in June and I was looking forward to seeing her. So I didn't think much about the meeting in May. Again the adventure started with a phone call at work and this time the caller was a young woman named Terry. After introducing herself and explaining her...
Thank you secretsxywriter for your helpful edits and comments. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All char...
Thanks to those of you who have written and told me how much you loved the first three chapters. Here's the latest chapter and definitely the horniest night of my life. Please send me your comments to the email address in my profile. Until chapter five, enjoy! This contains material of an adult nature. Do not read if you are easily offended by explicit li...
Sangitta spent a sleepless but horny night. Every time she closed her eyes her head would be filled with the image of the naked Indian woman. Every time she saw her Sangitta thought that she looked sexier and sexier and then gradually the Indian woman began to move. She started at the bottom of Sangitta's bed and then she slowly moved round it. Sangitta kept...
Only weeks after Jim and I had divorced I was settled in my new house and going to work every day with a much better disposition. For most of the past four years the office had only been a place of refuge for me but now I actually looked forward to going to work. Something else had inspired this new feeling as well.... Even at thirty-six, a woman with a h...
I met Amanda a little over a year ago; she's a wonderful, bubbly woman. Always happy and cheerful, she never stops smiling. I first met her one summers evening as I walked into my local bar. The first thing I noticed was her bright smile lighting up the room as her laughter filled the air. Her shining eyes danced as she looked over and noticed me watching he...
Prologue: My name is Miranda, and I'm a petite but curvy young lady living and working in London. I have a rather wonderful partner, who is very much a real gentleman. However, the last few months in particular, my bi-curiosity has become stronger for various reasons. One such reason was reading the stories in the bi-lesbian section at literotica. Another...
When you start out in life, things are simple. You just look between your legs and determine if you are a male or female. The penis between mine clearly told me I was a male. This realization included my sexual role and responsibilities. It was my duty to seek out willing women, develop a relationship, and have sexual relations. Simple to understand, at leas...
Foreword Never in my wildest dreams did I intend to pen a "kiss and tell". Except here I am, actually doing it and guess what? I'm as horny as hell! Skipping descriptions of my somewhat soggy panties I'll introduce myself as Hazel X. And don't waste too much time looking me up in the phone directory. I'm using "X" as a pseudonym, based partly on a person...