Meet Malcolm Sithole, a young Black man who is at something of a crossroads in his life. Malcolm is having a grand old time in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Sure, the brother misses his family and friends in the town of Soweto, South Africa, but he loves the Canadian Capital. Ottawa has a lot to offer an adventurous and outgoing young man like Malcolm, and he...
I sat in my desk, bored out of my mind, half assed listening to Mr. Alger lecture about God knows what. My only bit of entertainment was my buddy Darnell goofing around beside me. We have been friends since we were in elementary. People always said that we were so alike; the only difference was the fact that I was white, and he was black. Now in university...
She, Katrina, had left the interracial club alone, trying to be a good girl. Her Caucasian husband was at home asleep, not interested in going out. Katrina was an older woman of 40, though was on fire and very alive sexually, unlike her older husband. She typically went out on Saturday nights to dance and flirt with men of color, she was a white seductress....
This is a Master Slave interracial story using race play. Again, if the use of the N-Word bothers you, don't read this story. This is a story written by a black man, not a white racist. Thank you and enjoy. * Danielle had been gone for 3 days and I had stopped by once to check on her animals but today was the special day. On top of checking on the animals...
"Karima, I always knew that there was something wrong with you, now that you've come out as a lesbian, my suspicions totally made sense," Stephanie Miller said, and the pretty-faced, snarkly mean blonde looked at the tall, athletic, short-haired and muscular young Black Muslim woman and smirked. Hands on her hips, Karima Jaber faced her sworn enemy. Since th...
Talsiha looked out from her 10th floor apartment across the Bruxelles skyline. She could see in the distance the traffic jam with police cars, ambulance and fire trucks at the front surrounding the train station. Another evening in the city and another terrorist bomb. She shivered in the January evening chill and pulled her silk robe closer around her larg...
Beth Smith was 55 year old and lived in a small town. She was a sexy African American woman with long thick gray hair. She was very fit for her age. She worked out every day and jogged. Her body was nice and tone. She didn't look like a body builder but more like a fitness trainer. She stood 6.3 in heal and had long thick legs and thick butt. She had a juice...
Welcome to Fawndale, quiet town of 16,000 inhabitants along the New England coast. The large fishing industry and diet in this town has, to the inhabitants great benefit, provided them with excellent health far into the elderly years. Their skin is a bit smoother, their eyes a bit sharper, and their hormones a bit more rampant. Fawndale is a popular retireme...
This is a sequel to "Bridging Barriers III Pt.1", and will provide more enjoyment if read in sequence. Sorry it was so long between chapters. All characters are fictional. Any resemblances to persons living or dead are coincidental. Relax and get horny. It's only Literotica. * Tapping his cigarette into a glass ashtray, Rudy watched his wife's brown finger...
Tara surveyed the array of legal papers. She swept them all aside and collapsed on the sofa. The preliminary hearing into her husbands alleged immigration fraud activities had not gone well, the business faced closure and he faced a 10 year jail sentence. She called the defence lawyers several times and finally got to speak to Mrs. Sambucci, the senior par...