Abdul Al-Haddad is the kind of guy who thinks he's all that just because he's a big and tall young Black Muslim man. He thinks he's the Big Man on the Carleton University campus in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. He's from the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, and has that All-Somali Swagger about him. He always wears a Black leather jacket with the Canad...
Thank you for taking time to read my first submission to Literotica! Please be advised that I had trouble filing this story, because it falls somewhere between non/con and BDSM... I felt the themes were more of a BDSM nature than non/con in the long run... but you'll have to wait a bit to get there. In any case, this is a prelude piece without much action. T...
My name is Claire Jean-Donald. I'm a Haitian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I've been there since the 2010 Haiti Earthquake. My family sent for me, you see. I'm twenty six years old, beginning life in a new environment. I have had a lot of trouble adjusting to life in the Confederation of Canada. For starters, I don't speak much Eng...
Real Black men don't fear strap-on sex, I told myself as I got ready for the evening's planned sexual domination activities. My name is Jacques Saint Aubin. I'm a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study civil engineering. I'm twenty six years old and happily marr...
Raney is a petite and strikingly beautiful ebony young woman who possesses magic hands and massage therapy certification. Her smile is disarming and she always asks me what I've been up to since the last visit. When I tell her about my workouts, she deftly directs my answer to the body parts that are sore as she leads me to the room at the end of the hall....
At midnight, Billy and Jasmine arrive home at their apartment. College is hard, work is hard, but a date was what they needed to unwind for once. Jasmine's wearing a black dress, similar to her sweetheart dance dress. Billy's wearing a red and black suit. Billy puts down his keys from driving as he looks outside to see the stars. He stands there a few moment...
I winced a little as I pulled the last of my things from the topmost dresser drawer and placed it into the stuffed cardboard box. I hadn't expected to feel sentimental about a dresser. Now it was all set for Vince when he arrived. I carried the last box to the basement bedroom that would be my new room. The old dresser in my new 'maid room' had been painted...
I stand on the balcony, my hands wrapped around the wrought-iron rails. The sun is setting low over the houses on the horizon, painting everything in watercolour purples and oranges and blues. It is a beautiful night. You're not home yet, but you texted me fifteen minutes ago to tell me you were leaving work. You should be home any moment, and I've got a s...
Friday morning Lisa didn't push as hard as we ran. Instead we chatted more. She told me camera guy was actually a friend of hers, but she had no idea who the other guy was. Rob didn't text, which didn't bother as much as it should have. Lisa and I talked about men, women, sex, life, just everything. She was less dominant, and more a friend. She even bought m...
"I am your Little Girl Daddy - I am yours to Train" "I am your Slut Daddy - I am yours to Fuck" "I am your Bitch Daddy - I am yours to Own" "I am your Queen Daddy - I am yours to Protect" "I am your Wife - I am yours to Love" We were laying in bed, my Daddy and I, discussing our life together. And the experiences that I was going to have, and the world...