It was the spring of my freshman year in college when I got my first blissful taste of chocolate. Growing up in tiny Spearman, Texas there wasn't many Black families around; as a matter of fact I don't remember any Blacks in my senior class. When it was time to go to college, I decided to stay close to home and attend college, so I settled on a small colle...
People use the expression "making love" as an equivalent for having sex, sleeping with someone, or any of the other phrases out there. But they're not interchangeable. To me, to make love is to use your body in a unique sexual way to show someone what you feel for them... translating your love for them into deliberate physical acts, using your body as a ve...
[There are parts of this story that actually happened. I was there. The names of people in the story are not their actual names. The truck was a U-Haul. The bikes, all Harleys. I encourage votes and comments.] * Fifteen of us rode out of Seattle headed south. We were exactly what some folk have in their nightmares. Ten big Harleys, loud pipes, black leathe...
Sam had a guitar, and he could play. No one else was very impressed with this fact, I guess, because I was the one who stayed at his feet all night, begging him to play another song for me. He would smile and oblige, as willing to have an audience as I was to hear him play and sing in his smooth voice. He went through his entire repertoire for me, so that by...
All right, how do I begin? Oh, OK - you know those letters to Hustler about those anonymous guys who end up having hot, crazy sex with swimsuit models in the middle of the park? This isn't one of those stories. I don't know any swimsuit models, though I do feel a couple of my female friends would look great in a bikini. I also guess you could say what happe...
I watched Annie climbing up the long, steep stairs to the park, following her at a slight distance. She held on to the handrail tightly. It was taking her a while to get use to the high heels. The heels were relatively low but they still did a nice job of accenting her buttocks and gave her a sexy, sophisticated walk. A distinguished, well dressed, white hai...
I awoke about 3 am. I really just wanted to run away but knew that I had to face life and press on. I took a very long hot shower, got dressed with the exception that I wore my regular cotton bra and not a sports type that hid my breasts. I also put on matching cotton panties, put on clear nail polish and put on my uniform. I stopped and got something to eat...
A single candle flickered in the corner of a lavishly designed bedroom, sending shadows dancing along the black Satin curtains covering the windows. The darkness was impressive and perfect with the single candle. A large bed with Black and Red sheets sat in the middle of the room. Soft music drifted into the room following the single figure that entered sile...
Author's Note: The woman that I wrote this for really loved it; but I'm sure that's because she can see herself in it. I have spent years reading Literotica stories, but this is my first attempt at one myself. All honest feedback is appreciated - I have a really thick skin! There was another pause in the conversation after my question, which was not at all...
The weekend bore its dull weeks' ending. Monotony was becoming a recurring theme among the Good Doctor's daily accomplishments. Not yet ready to head home she wandered aimlessly down town towards and thoughts of her last client evoked images that lingered darkly as she failed to come to grips with the apparent honesty of her last confession. Cosseting expl...