Jamal Boyd is my name. I'm just one of the guys, as I like to say. I'm a young Black man living in the city of Boston. I'm a student at Suffolk University, studying Criminal Justice. I'm around six-foot-three, with light brown skin, fine features and a well-defined, muscular body. I'm a fine-looking man, if I dare say so. And I do dare. I'm like a younger ve...
Some people hate that word: whore. I think it is beautiful. Look at them, now. They cannot see you. The window is mirrored. I watch it all from here. My girls and their clients. The ancient dance, the men and the women. Always the same, yet always different. Look over there, now, by the bar. See that girl in the silver mini-skirt. Tamsyn. The o...
First, a warning - this story is based around a "Loving wives" theme. If that gives you issues, you are going to have to grind your way to the end, some 50,000 words away before you can grumble. Ask yourself, is it really worth the effort? The second warning is, the first 2 1/2 sections are substantially the same as an earlier submission of mine "Emergence...
You're driving home to me, your slut. And thinking about me. I have been forgetting that you are my master and not just a boyfriend and you want to remind me who you are. I haven't directly disobeyed you at all in forever, but I have been pushing my luck with the teasing. You come up with a plan and start getting hard thinking about it and your needy little...
Elaine turns to look at the two men across the street. I watch as she closes her eyes and sniffs. A strand of her red hair comes loose in the wind and flutters across her small, freckled nose. I watch her hair move and marvel at the way she looks. There's a complicated play of emotions running through my body while I watch. She's attractive to me - very much...
This is a romantic thriller with various characters and lots of twists and turns. The two main people, Chris and Laura are starting to get to know each other. As usual in my stories there are lots of people that touch and swirl around the lives of the central characters, and nothing, as in life runs smoothly. Please read and enjoy. * Chris stretched his...
Thanks to Mistresslynn for her editing and support! CHAPTER 4: BLAZE He had to see her alive with his own eyes one last time whether he lived or died because of it. The knob felt icy in his grip as he opened the door, revealing a silhouetted figure beyond. Sweat pouring from his brow, his eyes rose to meet hers in an uncertain stare. "I've been waiting f...
This is a work of fiction, and all the characters depicted are over the age of 18. The following morning, the sun broke through the curtains of the bedroom, where the three of us continued to sleep it off. The previous afternoon had been our first experiment with a threesome. Once we had all exhausted ourselves of lust, we still had the evening to kill, a...
The light breeze made the September leaves give off soft rustling sounds and sent a small shiver down my back as it cooled the sweat between my shoulder blades. I pulled more closely against Tom and he responded by cupping his hands more tightly around my bottom. The air wasn't really cold, in fact it was fairly warm for this time of year. The soft cotton bl...
Many thanks to two accomplished Literotica author/editors -- to HMAuthor for first editing and improving this story, and for further edits making it better to ScarletFrost, who writes sensual/consensual tales of female domination, bobcat-boys, vampires, woman pirates, wolverines and happy slaves. And gratitude to BeautifulStorm, the hardest working editor...