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The Ascent of Black People

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

My name is Stefan Cherenfant. A big and tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Friends call me K.B. for short. I don't mind. We all seem to acquire nicknames at some point in our lives. Not much we can do about it. Anyhow, I was home from school during Christmas Break. This is the tale of how I had...

Why Black Love is Eternal

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I see a lot of weird stuff going on these days. Especially in the Black community. When I moved from the town of Boston, Massachusetts, to the city of Ottawa, Ontario, I was in for a shock. I knew Canada was different from the U.S. but I never thought the strangest folks in Canada would be my fellow Blacks. The name is Stephen Saint Preux and I approve this...

My Wife's Patriotic Panties

by Upskirt_fan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

For as long as I can remember, I've always had a thing for panties. Not wearing them. Seeing them, smelling them, touching them. And, of course, coming on them. I'm almost always turned on when I see a girl's panties. With the current trend of low-slung jeans and pants, my eyes are always on the lookout for a girl who's panties or thong are in view. I'll go...

Letter from Rutland

by justincbenedict on Aug 27, 2019
BDSM

Dear Shoeblossom-- Just a little interracial "Taped Confession" for your hungry eyes! Love, Lyric Gibbons "That was just incomprehensibly weird, Lyric." "Marybeth, you are so conservative. You seemed to be laughing." "Well, sure. Two guys jerking off in a race to finish, and when the first one wins, they both get locked in those little crotch things."...

Skin Deep

by Goldeniangel on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

When I was younger, I didn't realize that skin color or ethnicity made people different. I was aware that everyone looked different, but that kind of superficial difference meant nothing to me. Growing up, my neighborhood was predominantly black and Hispanic, with a small sprinkling of whites and Asians, which meant that my elementary school was as well. We...

Running Down a Dream

by AchtungNight on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Running Down a Dream, an erotic tale by AchtungNight Celebs: Ryan Reynolds, Scarlett Johansson. Codes: MFF, oral, rom. Standard disclaimer- This story is a satirical fantasy. This story is fictional, even though its plot and characters are based on real events and people. All characters based on real people are idealized. All celebrities in the story ar...

A Celebration of Black Power

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

The name is Damon Edwards. A tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I'm surrounded by the fakest people on the planet. They're everywhere I go. At the library. At school. At church. At the Westgate Mall. Like I said, they're everywhere I go. Must be something in the water or something. As a brother who's keeping...

Black Man's Guide to Happiness

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The life of a black man living in the United States of America is never easy. Trust me, I know. It's one of a few things I can truly speak of with experience. However, it can be done. No need for bitterness when faith, courage and intelligence can get us through most of life's tribulations. Let no one tell you otherwise. My name is Jackson Saint Michel and t...

Haitian Couple Meets Transsexual

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I love to play with couples. Take Marco Saint-Pierre and his girlfriend Ashley O'Shea for example. He's a six-foot-three, lean and athletic, good-looking young Black man from the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. Marco is of Haitian descent, I could tell just by looking at him. This stud is a Law student at Concordia University. His girlfriend Ashley O'S...

Racist Relations

by Geminine on Dec 2, 2017
Interracial Love

Taylor sat on a beanbag in the middle of the dimly lit apartment. The place smelled strongly of marijuana and a cloud still hovered in the air. She impatiently huffed and crossed her long slender legs. Her cowboy boot bobbed anxiously. She combed her fingers through her curly blonde strands, which hung just above her thin shoulders, and checked her watch. A...