The name is Harry LaPierre. I'm a young black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've got something to confess, folks. I am a self-admitted thrill addict. It doesn't matter the nature of the thrill. Sex. Speeding. You name it, I do it. That's okay, though. There are plenty of chicks and dudes in this town who wouldn't mind hooking up with a six...
My name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Canada. I'm twenty four years old, and hold a degree in Criminal Justice from the University of Massachusetts in Boston. I miss my old hometown of Brockton, Massachusetts. It's the most diverse town in the world. A place where African-Americans, Asians,...
Why do I always yield to impulse? I don't know. Maybe a shrink could tell me. But I don't have the money or time to invest in such things. So I suck it up and move on. I've had to endure all kinds of hell in my life. My father Lenny Braxos Sr. was a mean-spirited womanizing medicine man and my mother Chelsea Johnson Braxos was a man-hating brute who battered...
I had to make a sales call and see a client. I had to assess something on their site but needed to attend the front office first. I went to the office and met my client's daughter. She was a very pretty young lady with a gymnast's body, very tight and toned. She had a satin and lace top with a bolero-type jacket and matching short, tight skirt. She was s...
I had met Mike at work. We were teamed on a few projects together and occasionally would eat lunch at the same table. We became friends. One night, after work, I ran into him at Max's, the bar where employees from our company go after work for Happy Hour. We ended up sitting side-by-side at the bar while we drank. The more we had to drink, the racier the co...
"You are awake." The voice rumbled through the cave as he emerged from the shadows, a cruel smile curling his lips as he saw the shock and fear on my face. "This is good. I tired of carrying you." I pushed myself to my feet backing away one shaky step at a time as the ... creature ... advanced. The flat black eyes were the same I remembered, but what came...
Ali placed me on the bar counter with Neil still pawing and squeezing my breasts. My nipples were achingly erect as I opened my legs wide showing my shaved pussy to my own personal audience. Pointing high heeled shoes outwards, my shaved opening spread a little displaying a small portion of pink wet pussy. Ali dipped his finger inside, causing me to squirm w...
*This is the 2nd chapter of my first story, you should check chapter 1 on my profile before reading to connect to the story. Again any comments or advice you have is much appreciated* *** So the next couple of days go by with pretty much normal with us enjoying our company and new environment without anything new. Well things are about to take a different...
It was an eerie sound that woke Jules from her sleep, not a screaming nor a screeching but mixture of both. She nudged her fast asleep husband Alex. "Alex, did you hear that?" "Hey, watch it, hear what?" "That!" said Jules, as the sound came again. "Don't worry about it, it's probably just a cat or something." said a semi-conscious Alex. Jules switch...
I am a rather conservative looking, middle-aged woman of average appearance and demeanor. I work as a school psychologist in Los Angeles. My boyfriend Frank is a studio musician who plays bass with many of the up and coming bands in the area. He's also in his late thirties, with sandy brown hair and of no particular physical distinction. He wears glasses and...