(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. Other stories in the series are; Blackedmerica: A Love Story, Nerds of Hollyweather and The Black Rooster Resort.) Chapter 1 It was 11 a.m. The sun gushed over the town of Clintonville, Mississippi. Isaac Singleton pulled up to the station and got out of his truck. Th...
The young black woman strolled down the hallway from the conference room and towards what would now become "her" office. She walked with authoritative strides. For a minute I remained behind, standing alone in the small conference room rethinking the events that led up to this moment. The embarrassment Alexis had subjected me to this morning, and in the pres...
You are not what would be called popular in school, the only club you were member of was the chess club coupled with the fact that your step mother would often humiliate your father in public. Your mother had a daughter that was about five years younger than you, was the obviously the favorite. You were often the victim of jokes mostly from three girls whom...
I await your at the arrival area at the airport with a smile on my face and a red rose in my hand. As I spy you walking through the concourse, my smile becomes much bigger and my heart begins to race. My but you are beautiful! You shyly walk towards me, as I am walking towards you. We meet, we hug, we kiss softly. I ask you how your flight was, you tell me...
It was Monday morning, and police cadet Katja "Kate" Perssen was driving in from the suburbs in the shiny new Jetta her parents had given her as a present for graduating police academy. Although she was newly assigned to the sex crimes unit, until she finished her training Kate was mostly working in the office writing reports and doing clerical wor...
Winter 1862 I looked out the window of the stage coach as the snow started to fall, the first snows of winter feeling a little sorry for the driver. I hated the damn snow. After this job was done I take my money and head west, California maybe. There sure as hell wasn’t anything left for me back home after the war. The snow sent a chill down my spine but luc...
The beautiful Leasa Edwards lay naked on her marital bed, thighs spread, waiting for her ex-slave Sambo to take her again. From the young, white wife’s swollen vaginal lips seeped the thick, viscous semen of her black love. As she lay, staring up at the ceiling, she realized the dreams she’d once had of a beautiful family of blonde, white children were now...
The knock at the door woke me up from my slumber at exactly 6:45 am, Eastern Daylight Time (don't even get me started on how much I despise Daylight Savings). I struggled to get to my feet, having drunk more than a few spirits and also fucked my way through quite a few people the day before. It was nice, but it's good to have a chance to sleep such a maratho...
The characters in this story are property of Marvel comics. I have used them in honor of the comic series and admiration for the characters. This story is original and is in no way tied to any of the canons of the Marvel Universe (to save myself the grief of working with time lines). This story contains adult material of a sexual nature. If it is illegal for...
"If this doesn't get Russ's attention he's blind." I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I swayed my body back and forth, loving the way my breasts moved in the low cut dress. It was Halloween night and I was amazed at how well my plan was going. It was my sophomore year here at the university and although I enjoyed my classes and was a good stude...