Rose Lloyd sat on the bed, looking at her reflection in the mirror. At the age of twenty, she stood five feet eight ten tall, somewhat plump but still pretty, with short hair, dark brown skin and pale bronze eyes. This gal was seriously bored out of her mind. Recently, she had been in a slump. All work and no play can give a black girl the blues. Life in col...
"May I have a cup of hot chocolate and a brownie?" I asked the barista at the coffee shop. I was waiting for my best friend Ashley so we could catch up, and as usual, she was running late. We were both back in our home town after just graduating university. I hadn't seen her since Christmas and we had so much to talk about. I got my drink and brownie and mad...
Chapter 2- The Morning After The morning light shined brightly through the parted curtains. Shane smiled as he recalled the night before. He reached for his love, Mari but found an empty pillow. Shane opened his eyes and looked around the room. He heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Shane got out of bed and made his way over to the ba...
"Black bitch" "White prick" Slap! Slap! "Goddamn it, that hurt." "Well, shit, so did mine." "For two cents I'd spank the living crap out of you." "I'd like to see you try." "Are you daring me?" "You bet your white ass." They fought - really fought - on the bed for 2 minutes, until his upper body strength finally pinned her down... even then she sti...
Hello, there. Jack Saint Pierre is the name. Who am I? The Hero of this story right here. A six-foot-tall, slender young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. And I am a very kinky guy. Just ask my girlfriend Sandra Guillaume here. The first time I laid eyes on her, I knew that she was the woman for me. I was coming...
Note: I had been considering writing multiple different endings for my "What to do now" story, even though in my opinion it could stand alone as a thought provoking little piece of erotic fiction. It seems that the only thoughts it provoked in the general literotica members was anger somehow, so I don't know what I will do now, aside from this one ending tha...
*****This story is not meant to offend any race or ethnicity. It is simply an erotic coupling story. If you will be offended by my mentioning my Egyptian husband having dark skin, then don't read it. I know the difference between interracial, races, ethnicity, and all that stuff...so please don't remind me. It's just a story about my husband...who happens to...
I had always been fairly shy and conservative when it came to sex. My husband had always tried to get me to relax and try new things. I would fantasize with him during sex, but afterward never acted on those fantasies. My favorite fantasy was the one where I found a black guy and fucked him. I had been with a black guy once before and knew it was wonderful,...
"Oh my yes, this is what I have always wanted. I have denied myself too long. Now it's time for me to give into my weakness and be happy for the first time in my life" I cried this as I he took me to his bed and made heavenly love to me. I am a white girl that was brought up in a very racist household. My parents used the "N" word and I do have to admit tha...
If a Muslim man can date or even marry a Christian woman or a Jewish woman, why can't a Muslim woman do the same thing with a Christian man or a Jewish man? Aren't they "People of the Book" too, according to Islam? That's the question Mona Wahid asked herself for the thousandth time as she walked through the crowded hallways of Carleton University in the Cit...