Disclaimer: Note that this chapter contains rather frank depictions of brutal rape and assault. While this sort of thing may be erotic for some, if in doubt, I suggest that you skip over it. Later parts of the story will not be so off-putting. Escape I took a nap. One of those naps where you fade in and out of semi-consciousness and sometimes hear conversa...
This is my first story. Feedback is encouraged. Thanks! -------------------------- She arrived as he had instructed; naked save for her overcoat and a pair of high heels, an active vibrator tucked between her legs. The drive had been torturous with the toy teasing her to distraction and she hadn't dared to use the parkway, sticking instead to the quieter s...
I write to arouse my readers, of course, and also to arouse their interest in unfamiliar sex-styles, so that they can approach experiences alien to them with sympathy and fascination. My aims are literary as well as pornographic. My characters are fictional. Any resemblance to anybody actual is arbitrary. Chapter 1 Looking at a photo of his longtime crush...
The modern world adorns her. The delicate, ephemeral things she wears for me, that sheath her skin and shape her flesh, The scent of her perfume, a heady mix of unspoken implication and calculated temptation. The colours and highlights that accentuate her eyes and lips and cheeks. The deep, lustrous shine of carmine on her nails. The modern world adorns...
I thought I'd share one of my life lessons with you. I was out a group event Tuesday night, when I heard a gentlemen say, "See it's good to be the Alpha Male." As he put his arms around the two women he was standing next to. The guy he was talking to just shook his head and asked the two ladies about their kids, their husbands and how things were going. It...
Brother Samuel here. Your favorite big and tall bisexual black man. Here with a new urban erotic tale to dazzle you. It involves how I deal with some of the hassles that come the way of the black man in the last days of Summer 2008. The City of Champions is full of trouble. From trigger-happy racist cops who target innocent black men just for the fun of it t...
15.00 Darmstadt I stand on the platform and wait for the train, HER train. She doesn't know I'm getting on. I don't know what she looks like. I haven't got a clue as to why I am even here. Something is urging me to be here. Wild horse couldn't keep me away from this platform in the Darmstadt Hauptbahnhof. The train arrives. I get on and slowly start making...
What's with women drivers these days? Is it me or are they acting crazier than usual? I mean, seriously. Picture this : A tall young black man strolling through the city of Brockton on a hot day in late August. I'm crossing the street. I'm not alone. There are two young women and they have one cart with them. This woman comes barreling down the street in a d...
A/N: If there is interest I may continue this story. Feedback is more than welcome. ____________________________ "Do you want to kiss me?" "Yes, Mistress." "Ask me nicely." "Please may I kiss you, Mistress, please?" Her laugh was rich with cruelty, her lips mere millimeters from his, close enough so he could feel the hot puff of her breath against his...
Her head reeled with the strangeness of it. The feeling of being both participant and prisoner. Thunder clapped loudly from outside, the alarm of it causing her to bite down on the ball gag between her lips, flinching. That added pressure pushed a slick line of spittle drooling over the perforated plastic ball and off her full, glistening lips. She heard a...