Abraham James Green is the name and I am the hero of this tale. In fact, I totally approve this message. At the time this story took place, I was a student at Milford Hawkins College, a small private school located near the town of Kati, Texas. I was just a tall, good-looking young black man beginning his college career quite enthusiastically at what appeare...
Jackie enters the nightclub. She knows she will be the only white person in there as she climbs the stairs and moves through into the dimly lit club. She's travelled away for the night with one purpose in mind; to meet guys with big cocks. Wasting no time, she moves over to a group of black guys standing around with drinks in their hands. Conversation would...
In the course of establishing my two private clubs and my milking parlor, I learned a lot about myself. For a woman of a certain age, society places certain limits on sex. Therefore I cultivated a somewhat ageless look by taking care of my body and seeking the cosmetic enhancements I needed. I maintained my focus on men, or at least on their cocks and cum....
Yes I am back to try again to write a story regarding my wife (now deceased) and her log book of the men she met during her life from 1950 to 1989. Now I know that I am not a writer, so what I put into in print is what I found in her log books. She recorded a lot of info about her meeting and sex with different men. She had been really "brain washed" by h...
Admit it. You're one of those men out there who have a hidden fetish. You know who you are. You're constantly scouring the internet looking for porn. Not just any kind of porn. You're into the kind of porn that features women fucking men with strap-on dildos. It's totally your thing. And that's how you get your rocks off. And you think you're the last guy pe...
Hopefully this follow-up to, Jill Finally Gets What She Needed posted August 31, 2010 on Literotica.com is a tribute to its author gasman69, Dan and Jill. * Getting to see his wife flash other men or unable to resist sex with a better hung man seemed hopeless until Dan returned sooner than Jill expected from a business trip. Dan saw her peeking through the...
Ned watched the pixel-generated stripper dance on his computer screen. She was curvaceous and supple; contorting into sensual poses that displayed the exact image she knew captured a man's interest. And Ned was definitely interested. He squiggled in his seat, trying to relieve a bit of the crowding in his crotch. It was always this way for Ned, a balance bet...
My name is James Hyperion. The year is 2030. I am ninety years old. I am dying. Nothing can change that fact. That's okay because I am a man who has led a very fulfilled life. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia, in the year 1940. The eldest son of a poor African-American family. Nevertheless, I did fairly well for myself. I won a scholarship to the Georgia Insti...
My name is Ivan James. I am a tall, good-looking young black man with an obsession. What is my little obsession? Well, it's not something that would be considered mainstream by most people. I love fucking big women in the ass. Seriously. I am addicted to the booty holes of big beautiful women and there is no known cure for my affliction. Just call it an anal...
Hello, there. My name is Stephen Saint. A big and tall young Black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Brockton State College, a small public college located in the city of the same name. These are the tales of my adventures. The adventures of a tall, good-looking, forthrightly bisexual student, writer and activist in collegiate America....