The name is Monique Jeannette Henderson. A six-foot-one, heavyset, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, beautiful young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts-Boston, where I major in civil engineering. This right here of my tale of getting by in the city of Boston. It’s hard out here for a sister but I’m...
Max Black had been very cranky all day. Which wasn't unusual for her. In fact it was pretty much her factory setting, but she was snapping so much Earl had to ask on more than one occasion if everything was alright. Even Han asked, in between half-hearted threats to fire her. She wouldn't tell the gnome anything, however she was used to confiding in Earl and...
Once again, I awoke with a hangover in an unfamiliar bed, this time to find that I wasn't alone at all. There was a hand tugging on mine, pulling me up with a physical strength that belied its owner's twinky persona. It was definitely a man's hand, and as I looked up at its owner, I saw the beaming face of my best friend and best man, Carlos Suarez. The sass...
Two friends getting together for a jolly good time. Is there anything better? I mean, just because we're college men and college women doesn't mean we should be too busy to appreciate one another's company. My name is Jason Slater. A tall, good-looking young black man living in Boston, Massachusetts. I am currently waiting on a bench in Boston Common for my...
This work is authorized by the author exclusively to Literotica.com for publication. Introduction: A tale told in short vignettes which chronicle one young man's journey into self discovery. Please Note: This story series contains elements of homosexuality, cross-dressing, light femdom/submission and male feminization. All characters are fictional and port...
The next morning, I woke up in an empty bed. I got up and walked out into the living room and saw Mark sitting at the breakfast table in the kitchen area, eating cereal. I groggily walked over and sat at the table. My head was killing me. Mark continued eating, he was reading a magazine and didn't say anything to me as I poured my own bowl of cereal. I was s...
My absolute best friend, ever. She was, well, perfect. We'd known each other since we were kids, everyone always said we'd end up married with kids of our own, well, they said that till I came out that is. She was the first person I plucked up the courage to come out to, of course. I remember it as though it were yesterday. I was so nervous. We were sitting...
I belong to a BDSM club and have for at least 15 years. It is located about 20 minutes from my house. I go monthly and usually with my friend M. She is the wife of someone my husband works with and we found out about our shared desires secretly. M is very dominant and must always be in control, which is great, as I am the submissive one in most relationship...
I belong to a BDSM club and have for at least 15 years. It is located about 20 minutes from my house. I go monthly and usually with my friend M. She is the wife of someone my husband works with and we found out about our shared desires secretly. M. is very dominant and must always be in control, which is great, as I am the submissive one in most relationshi...
Boarding the bus had taken a while, since Covid still complicated matters. He was in a hurry to leave town. A tall, dark-skinned man of African descent, looking impatiently at his watch, just another would-be passenger in a crowd. Ronald Temple kept looking behind him, past the portly white dude with the Chinese girlfriend, and past the Sikh gentleman with t...