Candace Brockton sped along the highway, making her way to her best friend's yearly Halloween party. Usually she was excited about making an appearance at Jasmine's party dressed up as some character or another, but this year she could feel her nerves building as she got closer to her destination. It mostly had to do with what she was currently wearing. If s...
One of the perks of where I worked was the Starbucks in the building lobby. Not because of the convenient coffee, although that was nice, but because of Amanda. The world's hottest barista...in my humble opinion. She was small, almost no tits but a juicy butt. Her hair was dark and straight and always pulled back in a tight ponytail through her cap. She'd st...
Dimitri sighed as eyes darted from his watch to the clock and back again. They were two minutes apart, but at least by his watch Madi was only 31 minutes late. She had promised to be back for dinner at six and the hour was slowly ticking away. He rose, moving back into his room to check his computer for instant messages and e-mails. No word. Nor was she pick...
As a big and tall young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, I get frustrated and angry at the covert and overt bigotry I encounter sometimes. I was on the OC Transpo bus leaving Hurdman Station when some White dude got up and bumped my foot, then stepped on it, all without apologizing. What the fuck, are you kidding me? This bozo did NOT just d...
The name is Wilson Fulton. A lot has happened in my world recently. It's amazing how you can be on top of the world one minute and then crumble the next. Such is my reality. I'm an attorney with Fulton & Hanover, one of the top law firms in New England. It's black-owned, started by two African-American lawyers named Shawn Fulton and James Hanover back in 197...
My face pummeled the couch, muffling my cries, until he ripped me from the couch and threw me on the floor, slamming into my pussy again. I can still see his face, glistening with sweat, eyes full of something darker than aggression, something that looked suspiciously like hate, staring as though he was looking through me at something else. I was really surp...
The name is Damon LeVoleur. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in Atlanta. A charmer, seducer and natural genius. A first-rate adventurer and a cheerful sort of functional psychopath. Oh, and I'm forthrightly bisexual. I hope that doesn't bother me. If it does, I don't care. A long time ago, I decided that having fun with no strings attached was...
Chapter 3 The White Rabbit Kim found herself, still naked, her back propped up against a cold stone wall. It was pitched black, only the barest flicker of light seeped past the perimeter of a thick metal door. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness and in the penetrating gloom Kim saw she was confined in a cell of some kind. There were iron shackles o...
Neil, as usual, was feeling guilty about the enjoyment that this domination was creating within him and he tried feebly to resist, both physically and verbally. "Where are you taking me, and what are you going to do to me?" he asked while trying to shrug her hand off his arm. Alena marched him out of the living room and down a curved elegant staircase to a...
Persephone collapsed onto the bed with Hades shivering from being coated in his snowy sperm. Everything was soaked in cum, and giant globs of frozen spunk hung down in icicles from the ceiling, occasionally dropping to the floor in a giant glop. Giggling, she looked down at her husband who was just starting to drift off after having such an enormous orgasm....