Hello, there. My government name is Michelle Dumarais but you may call me Mistress Ebony. Lady of Perdition. The Destroyer of Men. I'm a six-foot-tall, slim and fit but still curvy, dark-skinned and lovely young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The Capital region of Canada has been my home ever since my family and I moved there...
Smoothly making its way along the neighborhood of Laurel Heights, the sleek silver Audi carried Dane and Jeneda to their destination. En route to a dinner with some people they'd recently befriended, the couple was decked out in semi-formal clothing. Having chosen a deep red dress shirt and well-cut black slacks, Dane had a look that was classy and stylish....
I rotate in my executive chair one hundred eighty degrees. Looking out my twentieth-floor office window at the skylines, the yellow and orange sun glistens off the buildings in the early evening. I close the blinds and my lights illuminate. I re-swivel back to my desk and my work. Just to the right of my computer is my mirror, where I notice my thin wire fra...
It was a cloudy Tuesday afternoon,when it appeared.You were taking a stroll though the walking path of the local forest when you found it,the book was nestled in the hollow trunk of a tree. At first you were going to leave it alone,but as you tried to leave the area,you suddenly felt drawn to it. You wanted to pull away but your body wouldn't let you. You fi...
Author's note: Santiago is the first instalment in a new collection of shorter pieces. Each narrative - limited to 5,000 words or less - recounts a different real-life event. As much as possible, nothing has been embellished: things unfold very much as I experienced them. Some people's names have been changed, however, for all of the obvious reasons. ***...
I will have to worry about the bet later. Right now, I had another sport that I can look great in: the swimming competition. This time I was up against my buddy Santiago. Being the former captain of his high school swim team, he was going to be tough to beat. "Hey Sage," I spoke to my crush as we walked out of the station to the beach side. "I won't forget...
(Author’s Note: These stories are a work of fiction focusing on ENM: Embarrassed Naked Males. I mostly like to write for fun by posting outrageous and ridiculous CFNM: Clothed Female Naked Males scenarios everywhere since I am a huge fan of CFNM/ENM and it is a genre I don’t see often. If it’s not your cup of tea you don’t have to read; for those who still r...
Author's note: The series continues with this season 6, episode 16. The series doesn't reset, but follows the show's story sequence. One of my readers requested adding pictures of the new characters, but this is not allowed by Literotica. When a new character is introduced, I will put in parenthesis the character's real name so you can look them up on the i...
Outside where the sun illuminated the sheen of sweat that glossed over my naked drawn over body, we nearly bumped into a couple who was coming into the restaurant. They let out a huge gasp at the sight of my penis which was finally beginning soften. "You two missed out on a wonderful show." Ingrid offered the couple. "I told you we should have come earlier...
Chapter 1. "Bodas de Sangre?!" I looked up from my reading to my fellow passenger in the aisle seat. She was a very attractive woman, professionally dressed, I thought perhaps a few years older than I was. I returned her smile. "Si. Garcia Lorca, 1933, Bodas de Sangre." I put down the manuscript of the play and continued in Spanish, "Have you read it?" Th...