When a man is gripped by the seemingly all-powerful force that is lust, there's absolutely nothing he can do. My name is Troy James Whitehead. My friends call me T.J. for short. As for the Whitehead thing, weird last name for a big and tall young Black man, I know. I was born in the City of Decatur, State of Georgia, and moved to the City of Ottawa, Province...
As Salam Alaikum, people. Shaima Lokuron here. I am a South Sudanese Muslim woman living in the Deep South, working for Walkerton Engineering Incorporated, a prominent civil engineering company headquartered in lovely metropolitan Atlanta, Georgia. I graduated with a civil engineering degree from Georgia Tech and was fortunate enough to find work in my field...
Chapter One: It was a Thursday night in February. My wife and I were in Cancun having been there only a few hours since our arrival that afternoon. We were drinking and dancing at a nightspot, enjoying the beginning of a short but free vacation provided by my company. To my dismay, I looked up and saw a guy from our Atlanta offices walk through the nightclu...
This little event happened to me several years ago. I finally got to join the Mile High Club. Yes, sex in an airplane over a mile in the air. Actually it was at 35,000 feet, which is about 6.6 miles up in the air. This wasn't a planned event, it just happened. I worked in Atlanta for a branch office of a company headquartered in Colorado. I had been sent to...
As Marcus Lucien's thick Haitian dick worked its way into my asshole, I found myself wondering if one can ever truly be prepared for anal sex. My name is Aamina Tilahun. My devotees and slaves call me Mistress Ethiopia, because I'm the only Ethiopian dominatrix out there in the world of BDSM. I'm a tall young Black woman originally from Gondar City, Republic...
This is a story about a man who enjoys watching his wife have sex with other men, if this offends you or you don't like it, well you have been warned! To the rest who like a good story in this genre we hope you enjoy!! * A few weeks ago Jolene and I flew to Atlanta to attend a close friend's wedding. Jolene and I had known Pete for several years and were l...
Dearest Lysette, Thank you so much for meeting me at the airport, and for being my hostess and companion during my week in Atlanta. As you recall, my plane arrived at ATL late that morning. Though it was a long flight, I wanted to look my best for you (remembering all they say about first impressions). I'd dressed in my best three-piece suit, a dark grey pi...
I hitch-hiked alone to an outdoors Allman Brothers concert in Atlanta and wound up sitting next to and passing my pipe back and forth with what appeared to be three sisters, lovely young things very close in age. As Duane Allman and Dicky Betts were trading guitar licks as only they could, I could not take my eyes off these girls--classic hippy chicks weari...
My name is Franklin Saint-Mars. Just your average, everyday, six-foot-one and 170-pound, brown-skinned and ruggedly handsome Haitian-American stud muffin. My friends call me the Chocolate Speedster. This right here is a special story I've got to share with you. It involves how I outsmarted the deadliest of enemies and made a name for myself in the circles of...
Erstkontakt. „Die Fluggäste nach Atlanta werden zum Check In ans Gate gebeten“ dröhnte die Ansage aus den Lautsprechern. Daniela und Nils erhoben sich träge aus den Metallstühlen und gingen engumschlungen zu ihrem Gate. Die letzte Nacht vor dem Abflug nach Atlanta war lang gewesen, denn die Wiedersehensfreude nach 3-wöchiger, berufsbedingter Trennung hatte s...