The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I'm heading to Canada in a few days. I'll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I'm glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism...
First of all I want my readers to know that all of my stories were written for fun. So I hope that they are read for the same purpose. Most of my stories are written as if recalling them from memory. Please enjoy! * Our new roommate from India is a really nice guy. His name is Ammar. It has been about a month since he moved in and we have gone on hikes and...
A Philosophical Treatise on Women and their Physical Form Note: This is my first submission and while I don't intend to outline a perfect woman, which is both diplomatically and realistically impossible, I will express some thoughts. This, although my first work, is to help explicate some of my upcoming descriptions of women, and just to voice my opinion, a...
Angry White Person Syndrome. It's the most widespread virus in the United States of America. I see it all the time. White women and White men don't like having so-called ethnic minorities around. Especially those of us they see as "not knowing our place". The person of color, whether Black, Hispanic, Asian or Middle-Eastern, who works hard and achieves thin...
History will remember Jean Jacques Dessalines as the strong black man who defeated the French colonial forces on the island of Saint Domingue, founded the Republic of Haiti in 1804, crowned himself Emperor of the New World's first independent black nation, defeated Napoleon's overconfident and ultimately outmatched forces and showed to the entire world that...
Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
"She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was as nervous as she could be. She was afraid to come out of the locker. She was afraid that somebody would see. Two, three, four, tell the people what she wore. It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-dot bikini that she wore for the first time today. And itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow polka-d...
The world is changing. And many people are afraid of what these changes mean. Global warming. Political upheaval. Plagues. Wars. Yeah, all the flavors of humanity. It doesn't matter where you live, these changes will affect you. My name is Steve Voltaire and I'm a young black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Lots of chang...
{{Author's Note: If you are going to score or rate this essay (which I sincerely encourage), please do so on the merits of the writing, NOT on whether or not you agree with the opinions.}} * * * * * There is a Nipples thread on the Literotica forum under Story Feedback started by the incomparable JenniferMidnight. The opening premise was "Nipples: Likes an...
I had been watching Jenny for weeks. Everyday she wore her sexy schoolgirl uniform. Of course, it was July and she had graduated five years ago, but it still had that sexy virgin appeal. Let's talk about me for a few minutes. After all, I am a man and that's all I care about. I'm 6'2 (well, the doctor says I'm 5'5, but I know he read the ruler wrong), and...