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...
Amna strolled through the mall, her black abaya flowing behind her as she looked in every window, marveling at the clothes non Muslim women are able to wear. She glanced eagerly from one window to the next, a beautifully sequined dress in one display, a form fitting low cut dress in another. She stood in awe of how beautiful each mannequin looked and imagine...
We arrived at the hotel and straight to the bedroom. I went into the bathroom and prepared myself. Took off all my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror. I never liked my body and was always critical of it, but I knew how turned on my husband Tim was by me, especially given how rarely it is we get the chance to take off all our clothes. I looked at my...
I always get nervous when I have to make a service call for something in my home. I'm not very trusting of people in general and the thought of letting a strange man into my home especially if my husband isn't home; is something I avoid. I like to stick to the same companies and the same servicemen. This way I know who to expect especially in those times my...
I hope you read the other stories regarding Jenn and I and enjoyed them. This is another event that happened during the vacation that I took with Jenn. Just to fill in the gap Tuesday was not very eventful. We delivered the load picked up the next one, flashed as we drove along and spent the night on a freeway ramp. Yes she and I did have sex. Wednesday mo...
I was overwhelmed as I emerged from the cellar door, leashed and on all fours; I was ready to beg and whine for relief as I viewed Blanche's magnificent buxom curves and folds flex in the latex; a 62 year old woman who had shown she owned me completely within a matter of hours. I willingly followed on all fours, hoping she would allow me full use of the Viag...
During my years of reading and writing Literotica stories I've noticed ways in which the Literotica Universe differs from ours, finally deciding it would be fun to write them down. I hope you enjoy. If this was a story and had characters, any characters engaged in sexual activities would be eighteen years of age or older. Insofar as it is a story with chara...
Of course, I had to break down and tell my husband about my misadventures with the nipple ring, since I had to explain why he was no longer allowed to come anywhere near my nipples for the rest of the summer. I was looking for sympathy, but got laugher instead. Oh well - that's what I get for trying to take initiative. He decided that perhaps I wasn't very...
James woke me up, standing at the side of the bed with a breakfast tray and a dazzling smile. "Today my slut wife becomes a professional slut!" James grinned, excited at the prospect of his wife opening her legs for yet more cock, but this time on film. I sat upright in my bed, fluffing my pillows up, my breasts exposed to the elements, as James placed the...
"Obedient Muslim Husbands, now that's a group that needs to be promoted more heavily," Rana Ali said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned, raven-haired young Kuwaiti Arab Muslim woman smiled to herself. Sitting on a throne-like chair in the living room of her plush townhouse in the City of Al Farwaniyah, State of Kuwait, Rana Ali was immen...