What's up people? My name is Sheila Adeyemi-Williamson and I'm a Black woman of Nigerian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm five-foot-nine, curvy and sexy, with dark brown skin, and short Black hair. I always look classy in tailored pantsuits when I go to work. And everybody notices. A beautiful, educated and confident Black woman is somethin...
I'm not the suspicious type, and I don't normally go through my wife's personal belongings looking for something incriminating against her. But a few weeks ago, I was looking for my keys. Couldn't find them anywhere, and I was getting frantic. I tore the house in two, practically. I don't know what made me look for my keys in the bottom of Sarah's closet, bu...
Author's Note: A short tale about a sexy TV star alone in a bar. It's my first foray into celebrity stories. Let me know what you think. If this is received well, I have another in mind with a sexy reporter from a different network. ***** The beautiful blonde sat in the hotel's bar alone having her third glass of wine. Normally, she didn't drink that much,...
Jeff and Evan were looking forward to their evening out on the town. In two days, Evan would be a married man and Jeff, who had known him since they both were in the first grade, wanted to help his best friend celebrate his few remaining days of bachelorhood. They had decided to go to a local bar, which featured exotic dancers. Jeff had been a semi-regular...
Sitting inside the Harvard University library, Evan wondered for the thousandth time why the good Lord made him. Seriously. As a devout Christian, he never questioned the Will of Heaven. However, lately he'd become convinced that God sometimes made mistakes. And one of those mistakes was obviously Evan Blackstone. How else could he explain how he'd never onc...
Days passed, and Evan settled into his role among the household staff. He set tables and cleaned silverware and did laundry and swept floors, and all manner of work that he found perfectly manageable and perfectly tedious. He would have been champing at the bit for word about when he might be heading home, but there was something else distracting him—his enc...
Rhys paused as he got to the door, his hand hovering over the knob while he stood momentarily still. There was a heavy scent that he had picked up as he approached. Harvey's was one and the other one was still very new to him. Clarise. His eyes widened slightly when he realized why their scents were so strong. A devilish smirk hit him in an instant. "You old...
Jennifer woke up to the sound of the shower running. She rolled over to find Evan was not there. Through the steam in the bathroom she could see him standing there, running his hands over his body, occasionally giving his cock a jerk or two. She smiled to herself, both loving the man she watched, yet sadly as she thought about how stale their life had become...
Elizabeth here. It's finally time to do a succubus story again, this time with headpats, cuddling, and sexy cuteness. No horror or bad endings, just lovely cuteness and headpats. Mmmm, headpats... Enjoy! ~~~~~ ~~~~~ It was the middle of the night. Evan, a young man with ruffled dark hair, bolted awake and upright when he heard his bedroom door open and ora...
NB: The development of sexual tension and realistic characters occupies the initial short chapters. The explicit sex that follows benefits from this, so I wouldn't skip ahead if I were you. Start at Chapter 1. Your patience will be rewarded! ;-) I would like to thank all the Literotica authors whose work inspired me to write this story. I welcome comments a...