My name is Arthur Brown. A tall, good-looking young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I have an important message to share with you. In celebration of the race created to kick the collective ass of the universe, I give you the African-American National Anthem. We’re living in the best of times right now. The rest of America suffers b...
Toni, my ex-girlfriend, and I had not been a couple for a year or so. We ended amicably, but still had feelings for each other, no way could we ever be married, you'll hear why. We would talk a few times a year, birthdays, meet for drinks, whatever. She started telling me about her boss who was putting the moves on her even though she was only 22 and he was...
Everything was silent, it was as if I was home alone but I wasn't. Andrew was home, and in the next room passed out in the bed just six feet away and through the closed French doors. I knew I had to be quiet or else he'd wake up and yell at me and dealing with that bullshit was too much for any sane person to handle. I slowly stripped off the sweatpants I wo...
I was walking along the beach in Jamaica on a beautiful summer day. I had come to the resort as a vacation and to clear my mind. I had just ended a three-year relationship in a tumultuous manner. I had found my ex-girlfriend cheating on me. We had a huge fight when I confronted her about it and we were through. I took the trip just to get away from the whole...
This is a story that was written after a short spell of writers block. I couldn't figure out a new story to write, so I decided to hold off getting myself off until I wrote one. ********** OK, not exactly the story I was thinking about originally when I decided to write the next story, but it is a good one, at least it was for me. This is not a fictional w...
"This is definitely not a one time thing," he told me. Oh how I love when he says that to me. If your reading part two of this then you know where I am heading next .He can look at me across the room with his wife sitting right there and he mouths the words, "I love you or I want you," and I am wet wanting him to touch me. Sometimes it is kisses being sent m...
Supper. The food was bad. We chatted as we awaited the other couple's arrival. To omit the boring stuff, the four of us were eventually holed up in a lil cozy hotel room. I lounged on the bed, against the headboard. Susan (not her real name, duh) chose to take one of the rattan armchairs and her partner Simon took the other one, leaving my lover the last s...
(Hi everyone, this is my first story to literotica. Depending on how much you like them others should follow. Hope you enjoy it.) This is a real life story and is about me and my ex-girl friend during our university days. We used to both study law in a university in Central London. We had a marvellous sex life throughout our relationship. She has the fittes...
Mixed unions, diverse relationships, the union of opposites, a lot of people have a problem with such things. My name is Alexander Valcourt, and in mortal life, I was a police officer in the City of Montreal, province of Quebec. My parents, Etienne and Jeannette Valcourt are immigrants from the island of Haiti and they instilled in me the values of hard work...
That was it I thought to myself as I lay there watching the gorgeous woman on screen. I was incredibly horny, I had been all week but up until now had resisted the steadily increasing urge to give myself some personal relief. But the urge had become too much I just had to let of some sexual steam. And so had feel back on my porn collection. Which had seemed...