I had hardy been in my room an hour before I heard her. She came in and dumped her cases in the middle of the floor. "Excuse me," she said to me, "Is this one vacant?" The owner of the Voice was a tall slender blond, hair tied up, pearl earrings and necklace and a skirt that almost reached her shapely knees. She was beautifully good looking in an exquisit...
This story is dedicated to Jill who asked me to write it for her. * Lightning flashed across the dark sky as Steve lifted his travel bag from the open trunk of Crystal's Taurus. He opened the door for her and said, "I see my new roomie is home. It will be raining cats and dogs by the time you get back to the Campus. You might as well come in for a drink or...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...
I spent my whole life being afraid of Black men, and I am proud to say that I'm not afraid anymore. I have one in my life, and we absolutely love each other. As an Afrikaner woman born and raised in the region of Gauteng, Republic of South Africa, knee-jerk fear of Black males is what was expected of me. At least that's how things were in the old days. My...
The wild look in her eyes absolutely thrilled me as I leaned in to kiss her. Everyone around us stopped and stared. Yes, that's me. A tall, dark-skinned and strongly built young Black man kissing a hijab-wearing, hazel-eyed Arab woman in a long-sleeved aquamarine T-shirt featuring Jay-Z and tight blue jeans. I looked into Atifah's eyes and smiled. She smiled...
How to begin. She was bought as a slave by the young Prince, the Sheik's oldest son. She was young, only 19, and a virgin who had been kidnapped for the white slave trade. Deep green eyes, dark brown hair with some red and blond streaks, and creamy fair skin, she was a beauty to behold. Her owner had intended to use her for his most high profile customers, h...
At this point it's been several months since we had been getting together. I've been sneaking away once or twice a month for a weekend at a time to spend at his house. Each time becoming more and more of a frenzied fuck-a-thon. We talk every night. He watches me while I work on cam. I watch him stroke his cock at the same time I watch countless other guys i...
In case you have not read any of my previous stories, let me bring you up to date. I am a white male in my early 40’s living in the largest city in the southeast United States, Hotlanta. I work for the Postal Service as a letter carrier and the majority of my co-workers are African-American. This is great for me because I love African-American women. Through...
Picture this, if you will. A six-foot-one, lean and athletic ( but curvy where it counts) Arab woman with long Black hair, piercing dark brown eyes and dark bronze skin striding through a crowded mall in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. And she's looking amazing in a White T-shirt and blue jeans that display an ass that Serena Williams herself would envy. Now, u...
It was a hot, lazy Saturday afternoon. Carl, as usual, was sitting naked on his floor in front of the TV. The soft shorts he uses as pyjamas hang limply from the sofa. He is wearing only his faded Guns & Roses t-shirt. He is gently gliding his fingertips up and down his erect cock. His other hand cups his ball sac, massaging the testicles. He is playing his...