Motown music played softly in the background in a loft in the black suburb of East Cleveland. The midsummer party had just gotten underway there. The partygoers were six black men and seven black women who owned a production company that solely made interracial porn. They had invited eight pre-college black boys and seven pre-college black girls who had bee...
This story follows "I Reflect on an Interesting Year." This is an adult sex story. Although children's names are mentioned, the children are not in any way involved in anything sexually related. Enjoy and thanks for the views and the votes. **** Early January Catherine (my wife), Marie and Natalie (my stepdaughters) and I were in Scottsdale, Arizona,...
This is exciting, I finally got to get up from heaven and go somewhere. Nothing major like a drug house or anything, but after drinking coke for two hours with nothing to do anything is welcome. Skidding to a stop next to the car I give Gomer a questioning look. His name isn't Gomer, his name is Anthony Pyle he just really liked Jim Nabors in Gomer Pyle USMC...
Roberts joined his colleagues for dinner that night, the staff room full of middle-aged men dining on beef bourguignon, one of the chef's specialties. Like everything else at the Geneva School for Girls, Headmaster Walker had spared no expense when it came to manning the school's kitchens. A lucrative salary, residence in a hilltop villa, and of course, a de...
"We need to do something," Greg said desperately. Three men were meeting in the main office of the strip club. The loud pounding of music was muffled by the walls that were soundproofed to block out the noise or keep the noise within the office. In his forties, bald, fat and sleazy to look at, Greg sat behind his metal desk, financial papers scattered acros...
In spite of the warning bells going off inside his head, Josh decided to stop. He knew a woman, even one with a young girl with her, who was hitchhiking, could have a man somewhere near her; a man with a gun or ill intent. Still, it was cold and getting dark, and there was no way he wasn't going to at least offer them a ride. He pulled the F-250 that was to...
Silver Lining "No. It's your turn." "Are you sure? I thought it was yours." Mason Nash was five years old and too young to have anything like a crush on her, but she knew he saw her as a best friend or maybe an aunt, so she only smiled and told him he must be right, even though she knew he wasn't. "Your dad should be getting home soon," she said as she t...
Parker's assertion that my boyfriend was having sex with someone else was as pathetic as it was predictable. "Is he really," I said, "I'm sure I would have noticed." "Really," said Parker, "I have evidence." "Oh, do tell Parker." "I've promised not to," he said. He leant against my car and sighed with a deep and meaningful shake of his head, and with his...
Author's Note: This story contains straight and gay male sex. All participants in sexual activities are 18 or older. "In the snowstorm you came close to wild animals and they were not afraid. They travelled across country not knowing where they were and the deer stood sometimes in the lee of the cabin. In a snowstorm you rode up to a moose and he mistook y...
Hey, y'all. This is an entry in the Valentine's Day Contest 2018 for Literotica.com in the Non-Erotic category. For the slow folks in the class, that means all story attempt with no stroke material for this one. However, there are several more to choose from. And, as always, participants would treasure all votes and comments on the ones you deign to read t...