Hey, there. My name is Kennel Jackson and I'm a tall, dark-skinned and very muscular young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I was recently released from Walpole State Prison and this is the tale of my homecoming. It's been a longtime coming, folks. I just spent four and a half years in the state penitentiary system. Now, I'm out and I...
BDSM with a little bit of race play rocks. Trust me on that one. One ride down that highway is enough to turn a casual visitor to the realm of butt fucking into a lifelong addict. Male or female, Black or White, it doesn't matter. Once you try it, you just might find yourself hooked. For life. Trust me, I know these things. My name is Catherine O'Neill. A fi...
As an avid Literotica reader, this is my first attempt at writing. This story will extend to at least 6 chapters (maybe more!), so please be patient with the first two as they are mostly backstory and character development, although chapter one will give you a little taste. I promise lots of hot and heavy scenes to follow!! Also, I could not have written th...
Jack watched through the one-way glass at the top of the banquet hall. On the floor below him was his partner Steve "entertaining" a reporter from one of the local news magazines. She, like all her kind, was interested in what was going on out at the Hotel Belladonna, rumored to be the site of sex orgies and other kinky goings-ons. Interested as she might be...
Author's note: This story does not contain any actual sex, although it does have innuendo and the prospect of sex is alluded to often. So if raw sex what the reader is looking for, then perhaps some of my other stories would be a better choice. Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This...
Issue Ten ~ Revelations Prelude With trembling hands, Starling unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped, then pulled down his jeans and tighty-whiteys. As she did, his cock sprang forth, already erect, nearly slapping her in the face. The young woman's stomach twisted and she stared, eyes to eye with the throbbing member. It may have been the least attractive di...
A two part story of a young reporter getting her big break in being assigned to do a feature article about real life Female Led Relationships As Erica approached the destination for her appointment in the upscale middle class neighborhood she had to admit to being a bit nervous and unsettled. Nervous because this was her big break, her first solo featu...
"From the once famous Connor Hotel ballroom, I'm Rene Williams for Action News," there was a pause then, "Got it, Doug?" "Yes ma'am. Looked good." "Great, but I want more. There's got to be so many stories in here. We've been on the rooftop terrace, in the bar, the ballroom..." "Well, there's always the sub-basement." "Yeah? What's down there?" Camerama...
As the small speedboat zipped across the harbor Julie fought to hold on as tight as she could to the rail, her rather dainty knuckles turning white from the effort as the boat bobbed up and down in the water. Boats were never really her thing, especially not when the young woman was standing on one precariously in a form fitting dress and high heels. But you...
50's retro-diner: Racquel Darrian is alone at a table looking around for her date that is apparently running several minutes late. She is wearing a white latex mini-skirt with matching knee-high boots and a black jacket. Her brunette hair is streaked with blonde and she is wearing her famous gold hoop earrings. In other words --incredible. Carrie and Fred ar...