The name is Stephen Voltaire. I'm a big and tall young Black man who's recently moved from the American city of Brockton, Massachusetts, to the unknown urban wilderness of Ottawa, Canada. So far, I don't much care for the Republic of Canada. Too many white people, for one thing. However, the city of Ottawa itself was fairly diverse. There are lots of Asians,...
"I thought this was supposed to be girls' night out," Mia Tyler said. "It is," Liv said. "Why?" "What's he doing here?" She pointed out Elijah Woods standing at the bar. "He's not the one we need a break from. Besides, they're leaving day after tomorrow." Christine Astin nudged Amy. "What's wrong with Nicki?" "She's mad. She hasn't gotten laid in de pas...
Lena had lived in New Orleans for years. At first, she thought it was the most magical and fun place she had ever seen. Now, after living there for a while, she was rather jaded. There was too much crime, too much poverty, too much racism and things didn't seem like they were going to change anytime soon, no matter what anyone said. Especially the politician...
"Are you ready to depart then, Captain Becker?" Baron Amadahy asked Gideon on his penultimate day in service to the Kingdom of Oklahoma. They were meeting in the Foreign Minister's opulent office, easily as posh as any in England, though some of the decorations might have raised an eyebrow in London. But his ship's recent heroism had earned Gideon the privil...
This is an entry for the 2008 Halloween Story Contest. Please vote! ******* On October 25, 2003, I was left at the altar. Not literally, of course. My fiancé, Brad, was kind enough to telephone me the evening before and inform me that the wedding we'd been planning for over a year was not going to happen. "I'm sorry, Casey. I just can't do it," he whined...
Hello, there. My name is Sarina Jean. I'm a big and tall, busty and big-bottomed Black Transsexual of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. People say I remind them of Hollywood Superstar Queen Latifah, only taller and with a much bigger ass. I'm a Business Administration major at Carleton University. This summer is off to a nice start. Gues...
This is the third story I've written as I enjoy reliving my life's favorite sexual experiences through this venue. I have enjoyed reading stories on Literotica for the past seven years and decided I'd try to share some of my own experiences. I'm not a professional writer, just a connoisseur of erotica and having great sex. This is the story of my most unusua...
If you haven't read Chapters 1 through 3 yet, I suggest you read them first to pick up details not included in this chapter. * * * * The phone rang and Dad said, "Sue, its Tom." Suddenly I realized I was only dreaming—Christmas was still three weeks away! I answered and told Tom, "I just had the most horrible dream—I was pregnant and it was Christmas Da...
Thank goodness for New Orleans. I badly needed the break and my husband Philip was back in one of his moods leading up to the trip. Which means he wants to talk about "the subject" again and I have shown no interest (well, complete avoidance would be a better way to put it) whenever "the subject" is broached. Every couple of weeks or months the pouting and g...
Authors note: This story was supposed to just be a one hitter quitter, but it ended up being a bit more than that! It was just one of those stories that would not leave me alone until I wrote it all down. so here it is! Let me know what you think! vote! comment! all that good stuff! C8ER2U * "The hurricane came and took my Louisiana home, and all I got in...