AN: Hey guys! I’m happy lots of people liked “Sleeping Beauty”! I know I’ve received some adverse reactions to my note on that one, but that’s life. I thought that on a site like Lit in particular, people would be a bit more accepting, but I love everyone who’s been nice and sweet. I didn’t announce my race for reasons of pride or apology or anything like th...
The day came when Doreen called me and told me she was having contractions. When I arrived home, she had her "ready" bag packed. We drove to the hospital. During her last month especially, we had talked about our strategy when the baby came. I never told anyone in my office about the pregnancy. Usually I was reserved around the office staff and professional...
Black Cock Era is a tongue-in-cheek interracial epic story about a potential but unlikely future in which white women are enslaved by the superior black males. The story is far fetched, but it's a fictional fantasy, and it's meant to be a grounds to explore a fun and silly situation, not to predict how real people would behave or how you the reader would beh...
Derek’s girlfriend was born with a rare genetic disorder. Derek’s Girlfriend, Julie was born with Race Switch Syndrome (R.S.S.), a condition that causes the mental and physical features of the individual to vary at will between the racial backgrounds present in there genetic makeup Julie was considered quite the anomaly in the medical community since the she...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Ilsa, She-Bitch of the SS NOTE: is you just wanna get to the nasty stuff, you can skip the marked-off section that deals with the background and set-up... * * * * * The Premise: XXX-Women After founding the original X-Men, Professor X was often found to be missing or believed to be dead or off on some secret mission he told no-one about. In truth, Profe...
Sam loved white asses, he dreamed about them every day. He wasn't obsessed or anything, he just loved them, that was all. He spent a lot of his time pursuing opportunities to look at them, to be nearer to them, closer, one day maybe he'd get close enough to touch one, and do the many things he wanted to do. He used to collect pictures of them from pornograph...
**WARNING** This story contains race play. Race play is a sub-genre of BDSM where the participants involved willfully use racial epithets during their role play to heighten sexual tension and pleasure. If you feel that race play is something that will offend you then close out of this story immediately. If sheer, morbid curiosity causes you to continue onwa...
Your uncle was a weird reclusive man. He was the artsy type, but never made cent off his work. He was a sculptor or so he claimed, but you never could recall seeing his work. Your family had made conscious effort not to associate with him through out your life for being a failure with no money but you always saw the good in him. You made an effort to send le...
My name is Christine Lassiter Anderson. Life has a way of knocking you down when you think you're invincible. Three years ago, I had it all. I was married to a multi-millionaire philanthropist and investment banker, and I lived in a townhouse in Boston's Back Bay. I drove a Mercedes and I went to A-list parties. I knew actors, supermodels and top businessmen...