Author's note: warning, sarcasm ahead. Do not read if you are easily offended by stories that do not take themselves, or anything else, seriously. Written with the intent of getting as many Lit categories in one story as possible. — It was a brilliant day in Brilliantville, and Joe the Pirate sprawled out on his quilt, which happened to be made of various...
Jason Roberts was worried about his daughter, Janet. She was eighteen years old and he suspected she was a lesbian. Not that he had anything against lesbians in general; each to his own is what he might have said. But Janet was the only child and so he and his wife Valerie were dependent on her for their posterity. Also there was that business with his s...
I was happy with Catherine and over the next few weeks I spent much of my spare time with her, which delighted her as she couldn't do enough for me. I started to get her to change how she dressed, getting her to buy garter belts and more modern knickers and bra's, particularly under cup and push-up bras, as I told you she was plump and had such lovely tits....
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Colleen Dickinson, a biracial woman of Jamaican and European descent living in Ontario, Canada. I'm five feet nine inches tall and curvy, light-skinned and sexy, with an angelic face, a thick body, and a fine round ass. Lately I've been exploring the world of BDSM. While most dominant Black women in BDSM seem to cater t...
I simply love Black women. I think Black women are amazing. There, I said it. My name is Anne-Marie O'Neill. A young white woman of Irish descent with short dark brown hair and pale green eyes originally from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Way down in the United States of America. At five-foot-ten, with short hair, tattoos and a cigarette always at hand,...
Can a Muslim lesbian be addicted to sex? I am honestly starting to think so. My name is Amina Khalid, a young Somali Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and a while ago, I discovered the truth about myself. I am a Muslim woman, I am queer, and a dedicated student at Algonquin College in suburban Nepean. Oh, and I have something which I must c...
We've all got people that we can't stand. It's a universal thing. A part of the human condition. My name is Stephen Vladimir and this right here is the tale of a young black man who got revenge on his enemies for the abuses they visited upon him. It's my story. How I rid myself of these parasites and got myself a better life. The end starts now, folks. My w...
It's or Its? What's the difference? Confusing "its" and "it's" is one of the most common mistakes I see in amateur writing. I will try to explain the difference between these two words so that you'll never again have to wonder if you used the correct one. You might be tempted to lay all the blame for your confusion on the apostrophe, but it's not really th...
"I think she's a lesbian whispered Joe to me loud enough for Kathy to hear." Turning the table on us, she shot him a look that turned into her famous sexy smile. "You two could be gay for all I know," she said laughing and looking from me to Joe and back at me again. "You're not gay are you? You two haven't turned gay on me, have you? Now that I think of i...
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...