After a long dispute with my publisher, which resulted in my having to take down my stories, I changed agents and found a new publisher. As a result, I am now free to post my stories on Literotica again. I must thank my editing team. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical advice. SBrooks103x also reads for me. My editors are Papakilo14, Hal, Oldd...
My name is Joseph McDonald. I'm a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. What is my occupation? Let's see. I'm the General Chancellor of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts University, also affectionately known as CMU by students and faculty alike. What makes CMU so damn special? It's only the biggest private...
Every man who has ever lived has that one woman he simply cannot forget. For me, that woman is Monique Etienne. The woman I simply cannot get enough of. A five-foot-eleven, curvy and brown-skinned young woman of Haitian descent. She's got long, neatly braided hair and the most amazing light brown eyes. Oh, man. Silly me, I almost forgot to mention her volupt...
Sometimes, I hate my life. Seriously. My name is Stephen L'Atelier. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on the seventh day of February 1989. My father, Jeremie L'Atelier is White, of French-Canadian descent. My mother, Annette Jean-Francois, is Black, of Haitian descent. She moved to Canada from the City of Cap-Haitien in Northern Haiti t...
"Oh, hey, Leyton! I was hoping you'd call. How's everything going up there, cuz?" "Good. We're getting close to making our quota for the entire season a couple of days early. Best season ever," he told his younger cousin. "I knew you'd do a great job. You should have had your own boat a long time ago." "That's very kind of you, Meghan, but I wasn't ready...
The sun rose over the town of Quartier Morin, about thirty miles from the major City of Cap-Haitien in North Haiti. It found Sebastien Renard in bed, sulking. The big and tall young Black man stirred restlessly. Another sleepless night. For the thousandth time he wondered what could have possessed his father, Boston Police sergeant Ernest Renard had left him...
Chapter 39 O'Leary's Savings and Loan Michael did not tell anyone about the thirty-five million dollars or about the idea of starting a new neighborhood bank. He wanted to wait until after the wedding when he would tell Gabriella everything while away on their honeymoon in Ireland and Italy. They had agreed that they wanted to show one another the countries...
My name is Byron Langston. A six-foot-one, lean and muscular Black man of Haitian and Native American descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I recently graduated from the University of Massachusetts ( Boston campus ) with a bachelor's degree in business administration. Presently, I work for United Credit Union, a local business. It's okay, I...
Black women are bossy, they always try to dominate Black men, and they have an attitude problem. Giving that such 'facts' are common knowledge, you'd think it would be easy for a submissive Black man to find a 'bossy' Black woman, right? Well, as a lifestyle BDSM person, I can tell you with one hundred percent certainty that this isn't true. My name Jean-Cha...
The name is Dean Brown Jones Jr. I'm a tall, average-looking black guy currently living in Massachusetts. I'm new to this state. And so far, I really don't like it. First of all, the place is mad weird. Seriously. Don't even get me started about all of them cold-shouldered folks I see walking around the city of Boston. Does anyone say hello around here? It'...