Alexandra stood in a room full of mirrors, admiring herself from all angles. To some, this woman was definitely not their ideal of beauty. Her six-foot-six, 260-pound, chubby, big-booty, large-breasted, white-skinned body might give some cause for pause. Alexandra was a big girl, always had been. A former college basketball and volleyball player, she was som...
Caleb Douglas is the name and I'm a young African-American stud who's having the time of his life. Seriously. Why is that? Well, let' s see. I'm a full-scholarship student at Ripley College in Boston, Massachusetts. Ripley College was founded in the year 1950 by philanthropist and popular author Patricia Ripley and her husband, billionaire Thomas Highland Sm...
This takes place after "Wanda Takes A Call And A Shower" Wanda was finding herself daydreaming more and more about Violence. She had been with a boxer for years now. She had first been attracted to her boyfriend Julio "Julie" Duran when he had defended her. Julie was undoubtedly attracted to Wanda when he stood up to her, but that wasn't why he did it. He h...
My name is Jericho Stanford. I'm a six-foot-tall and rather good-looking young black man living in rural Virginia. I am originally from New York, but ever since I won myself an academic scholarship to an elite Virginian school, I've been living there. The only thing I missed about New York was my boyfriend Manny. My tall, good-looking and well-endowed chocol...
As we left Bob and Katie, a revelation had just occurred… They lay there in to each other's arms, gazing across the bed. Katie pulled away slightly, and, looking crestfallen, Katie looked Bob in the eyes and spoke; "Bob, I have a confession…" Bob looked at her, worried that she was going to tell him she wasn't 19 after all. "Go on Katie…" "Please don't...
"Can I help you, bud? You've been staring at me and following me for a while," Jamal Stephens said, and the big and tall young black man glared angrily at his latest stalker. Just another creep who became fascinated with Jamal and started following him around. This wasn't an act of cruising but straight-up stalking, the one thing which Jamal doesn't tolerate...
Laptopwriter Copyright© 2014 One again, my thanks to Mostera1 for his help. He always makes my stories better. And now, Weaver. From the corner of his eye, Weaver caught sight of the big fist thundering toward him. It had been years since he'd fought in the ring and maybe he wasn't as fast as he used to be, but he still knew how to react to a haymake...
Nathan Bedford Buchanan had never met his paternal grandfather. For the most part, he wished he never met his maternal grandfather either. His rich and powerful grandfather on his mother's side had insisted he be named Nathan Bedford as a fuck you to his father's family. Nathan was the product of a one time hook up with a Mexican athlete married to a black w...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
"OOOOH GOD, SARAH!" Monika's yell could be heard all around the house as she burst into her fifth mind-shattering orgasm, her legs wrapped around my waist, her perfect, curvy, voluptuous body glistening from sweat. It was around 7 pm, the sunset was cascading on her midriff, breasts, and thighs as was towering above her, moaning in delight. "Are you close?...