Sometimes I wonder what goes through many people's heads before they do some of the shit they do. Not that I mind, I'm just puzzled at times. Seriously. The name is Baal and I'll be your friendly neighborhood Devil for the day. My Avatar's name is Calhoun Baxter. You can call me The Hell Hound. Today, in the eyes of the world, I am a six-foot-one, lean and a...
An hour before going down to the paint store to see John, I found myself looking into my full-length mirror brushing my long blonde hair. I was naked and began marveling at the pinkness of my ass cheeks from Big John’s spanking of them the day before. I felt so sexy seeing the mark this powerful man had left on me. It made me feel so mastered and so powerles...
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...
They pulled through the entrance of Mark Twain National Forest, the big wooden sign welcoming them to one of the the Show Me State’s premiere woodland recreational sites. Lisa sat in the front seat next to her black lover, Derek, her long red hair tied in a pony tail. “Where we going?” Jamel said from the back seat. “We’re going to the trailhead,” Derek...
In a not so distant future, race relations in the United States have taken a drastic turn for the worse. Repeated, unceasing race riots plagued all the major cities. Looters roamed the streets for years straight. Government employees were continually assaulted or even killed, businesses ceased to function, the complete collapse of society was imminent. In de...
Madison just turned 18, and like many girls from her well-to-do neighborhood, she had somewhat of a rebellious side to her. She is a beautiful blonde that stands 5-foot-7, and an impressive 120 pounds. She's toned and stays in great shape, as she participates on the cheerleading squad and soccer team at school. Her breasts are a near perfect 36C and her long...
The time has come for me to stop hiding. I must resume my nightly hunt for that which I crave. My name is Patricia Atkinson. I am a Vampire. A long time ago, I became one of the Undead. Yes, Vampires do exist. We live among you and no one suspects our existence. That's the way we like it. I live in a nice townhouse in the Back Bay neighborhood of the city of...
Call me Sam, if you please. It's a lot easier to pronounce than Samiyah, I've learned painfully over the years. In my experience, westerners like to shorten and westernize Arabic names every chance they get. Most people can't even pronounce my last name, Nasir-Al-Din, so I don't even bother telling it to them. I was born in the City of Najran, southwestern S...
tommie It is the year 2162 and strong global forces and revolution have turned society upside down. The world in the 21st century had been dominated by the top 1% of the top 1%: a web of interconnected banks and financial houses owned by the Caucasian race who exerted their control over all people of color. There was turmoil and civil war in the USA. When t...
When I arrived home from visiting my father, Andy had a million questions for me: “So, did you and your Dad have a good time?” “Yes. I think it was good for both of us,” I answered, slyly. But very quickly our conversation went sour. Andy had found some pornographic magazines that—I’m ashamed to say—I bought at a porn shop, depicting older black men mastu...