Sometimes, I wonder why so many people seem to get such joy out of opposing the hard-working, determined high-achievers they encounter. I knew the answer to the question the moment I asked it of myself. Pretenders always hate the real thing. And they know it when they see it. My name is Stefan Brunswick. A young black man living in the city of Boston, Massac...
There is a certain rhythm in life. Everyone and everything has their place in the grand scheme of things. My place simply happens to be on top. Always. That's just the way of things. My name is Stephen Crawford. A six-foot-four, lean and wiry, brown-skinned and gray-eyed, thirty-something Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. That's what I l...
The marathon had been a disaster. We were late getting to the site, and my typical pre-race routine was shot. It was hotter and muggier than it should have been in September, so the trail was miserable from the first mile. On top of that my summer training had suffered due to the heat starting early and not letting up. I hate treadmill running, and road runn...
Master Vic's story takes a strange turn as he and David watch the pony races. Then, at supper, he talks about Gloria. This is Chapter Three of four chapters. This is either a Sci-Fi story woven through a BDSM story or a BDSM story woven through a Sci-Fi story. If you're a Sci-Fi geek who doesn't want the BDSM stuff, just skip through that to the Sci-Fi stor...
Hello, there. My name is Linda Lasalle. I'm a young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Cap-Haitien, Northern Haiti. I've been living in the Confederation of Canada since 2010. Ladies, I got a wickedly interesting story to share with you. It took place during the fall of 2011....
My name is Nikita Long. I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired, bronze-skinned and green-eyed white woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. And I'm very much into race play. What in hell is race play ? It's simply sexual fantasies with a racial element. Many women and men are into it. And I'm no exception. which is absolutely cool. I'm current...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** Since Janice's gangbang in Marcus and Ronnie's basement and the time she invited some of her friends over so that I could be their waiter for the evening, our l...
My name is Mohammed Aziz, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Kano, northern Nigeria, to a Nigerian father and Iranian mother. Seven in the morning on February 5, 1988. That's when I came into this world. Due to my unique heritage, I look quite different from most Nigerians. I stand six feet...
The sun slowly started to dip beneath the tree line, the leaves on Darla's Kentucky Yellowwoods blowing gently in the warm, early-evening breeze. Only fitting for the party to drift outside for the remainder of the night. "Who are your neighbors?" Gwen asked with concern, and a hint of tickled amusement. Darla answered that question with a question. "Wh...
This story is meant to stand on its own for the SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2014, though it uses characters from my ongoing mystery series. Please enjoy it under it's own power... Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, extreme language, and actions that might be e...