1970 seemed to Sid the year that the excitement had ended. The mini skirt had turned to the dull maxi skirt, free love replaced by Mary Whitehouse and even the cars looked dull and unimaginative in design. They were like blue or silver cigarette cases on wheels. The sixties had been great, full of taboo breaking sex, brilliant music, and rebellion against...
Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
This is a very experimental story. First person and present-future, so not my usual style. Thanks to LaRascasse for checking my non-English-speaker grammar and ideas. ----- SUMMER INSPIRATION Sitting at the beach, my tablet in hand. The sun tanning my skin, the breeze easing the heat and shades protecting my eyes from the sun rays but also protecting my...
I wasn't openly gay until I was 17 years old, and even then I was a virgin. I had one sexual encounter when I went back to school to get my science credit for Biology. I am now 22 years old, and I have a story to tell about my ex-relationship that I was in for 15 months, engaged. She started off as just a friend for 3 years. She enjoyed my company and we o...
As I walked towards the coffee shop, I felt the breeze blowing up my short, flimsy skirt, feeling pert, all alert. It felt good on my naked pussy. It was my kind duty to spread myself around as much as possible. And when I say spread, I mean it literally. I did that by flashing my little triangular hair pie to all those men who struck my fancy on a fine summ...
At home, Dear Anonymous, I wanted to have a little chat with you. As you know, the contests on Literotica for this year are almost over, and we will probably go our separate ways after this, since I need to concentrate on some other projects that I have begun. There are a few things that I wished to say to you, however. First, I want to thank you for bein...
The Strangest, Worst, and Best, Halloween I've Ever Had Part II ~ The Surprises Continue We headed back around the corner to the back yard and to the warmth of the fire. And when we did my fiancé finally did notice the other girl's outfit and sneakily pointed out a few others that were barely dressed across the fire pit from us. There was an older bald, fa...
I can remember with very deep affection how it was when I met my first girl and actually found the courage to ask her for a date. We were both at an age when our hormones were going berserk and to be with Janine was going to really open my door to life. I guess we were both as innocent as each other about what we were told were the ways of the world, but Ja...
For those of you who have read my first submission, you may remember that I have a slight foot fetish and a bit of a submissive side in certain situations. I like to please whatever woman that I am with. I love to eat a woman out. To me there is nothing sexier than having a woman laid out on her back with her feet up on my shoulders and her pussy spread wide...
Maybe if I'd minded my own business and stayed off my dad's computer, my life would have been a whole lot different. As it is I wouldn't change it for the world. My name is George Mason Jr. I was twenty years old when I moved back in with my father (George Snr, obviously) after my mum left him and took up with some arse-wipe she met at her gym. He had been...