Boston Stories

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Mistress Christy of Calgary

by Samuelx on Dec 2, 2017
Interracial Love

Moving to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, from her hometown of Calgary, Alberta, hadn't proven as traumatic as Christy Benton thought it would. While there were a lot of differences between Canada and America, the two nations were more similar than not. Still, the City of Boston had a charm that was uniquely its own. The people were friendly, worldly and...

Black Vampire Empire

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Man, I am scared shitless. Seriously. Everybody is gunning for me and I don't think I can get away this time. I guess they lack a sense of humour in spite of my attempts at helping them gain one. So what if I accidentally caused a war? These things happen. At least, I think they do. Whatever. The name is Jeremy Saint-Pierre. A big and tall young Black man of...

My First…

by blcking on Apr 9, 2019
Interracial Love

I met this guy working for a client in Boston. Before going any further, I must say, I am a married woman with two children. I have never been attracted to any other man, but my husband, until I met this guy. We have been sending each other messages via email regarding work. He helped me get settled with a laptop that I received from the client, the company...

A Bisexual Haitian Tale

by Samuelx on Aug 18, 2017
First Time

Something about a big woman simply gets me really hot. I don't know if you understand what I mean. Most guys don't feel the way I do. I see all these guys out there checking out skinny women and I shake my head because there's almost nothing a skinny chick can offer me. I like my chicks a little bit on the thick side, if you know what I mean. I have been thi...

Unwrapping Nina

by victorth on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Every once in a great while the world turns exactly the way you want it to turn. And today is my day. Actually it's our day. After months of exchanging emails, and working on an erotic story together, and exchanging phone calls, Nina and I will finally be together. Milwaukee is over 1200 miles away from Littleton and so we thought it quite unlikely that we...

Black On Black Pegging: Try It!

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

My name is Jasmine O'Connell Amadou. I'm a six-foot-tall, light-skinned young Black woman living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. My father Richard Jones is originally from the town of Montego Bay in the island of Jamaica and my mother Crystal O'Connell is a Boston-based Irishwoman. I've lived in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, my whole life. I g...

Arab Femdom in Somaliland

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...

Happy Phantom: A Vampire Tale

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

A lot of things can and will go wrong in life. It is the nature of the universe. What can any man do against such inflexible ruling forces? I do not know, but I sure as heck am going to try. I wouldn't be the one and only Devin Stronghold if I didn't. First things first, though. You need to know who you're dealing with. I am a twenty-year-old vampire. What e...

All Men Should Be Uncircumcised

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

My name is Jericho Samson. I'm a tall, somewhat chubby but good-looking black man living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. Lately, I've been having a strange time, folks. The life of a black man in modern America is never easy but I think it's even harder when you're bisexual. I feel rejected by the world both because of my race and my sexual orientati...

Vampire's Guide to Zombie Wars

by Samuelx on Nov 25, 2017
NonHuman

"Miss, are you alright?" came a deep, kind of raspy masculine voice, and I startled awake, and found myself in a decidedly unusual setting. I was lying on the pavement, and a tall, beefy older man in military fatigues stood over me, gun in hand. I blinked, and looked at him, a pale-skinned, ruddy-faced man with two days stubble. I was surprised to see appare...