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My name is Jason Walden. Friends call me Jay. People say I kind of look like the actor/comedian Chris Rock. Whatever. I’m a tall, slim young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. These days, I attend Bridgewater State College, where I major in business administration. Life is okay these days. I just want to get my degree and get the fuck out of dodge, you know? Brockton is mad boring, son! Unfortunately, things don’t always work out the way you plan. I was in a real bind this summer and I decided to make a little extra money. Next thing I know, I’m involved in a robbery…

Howard University varsity football player and all-around “big man on campus” Trevor Moreau leads a life like no other. Standing six-foot-three, well-built and athletic, with nickel-brown skin and a thick Afro, Trevor is blessed with the rarest combination of good looks, athleticism and brains. Attending one of America’s most prestigious (and historically Black) schools on a scholarship is a privilege granted to a select few, and Trevor is quite thankful for his blessings. After all, the young Haitian-American came from truly humble beginnings… Living at the Tower Plaza, a residence which offered a great view of Washington D.C. Trevor Moreau could see the White House from his bedroom window. The…

We walked through the doorway to the hotel room she had booked last week. It was my forty-fifth birthday, and my young bride was treating me to a weekend in the city. We had just finished dinner at a quaint restaurant that served the best whiskey cocktails. Alexandra was wearing a little black skirt, a low-cut pink sweater, pantyhose, and my favorite pair of black heels. Her makeup was done, her lips were glossy and plump, hair curled. I liked walking down the sidewalk with on my arm. She was twenty-three and always kept me on my toes about what she was going to do next. The room was a…

A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date. This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. The story is still being written, yet I intend to post a…

A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists — Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 60). This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. The story is still being written, yet…

Chapter One: The Suite Carol almost didn’t make the trip to Chicago. When her daughter’s softball team qualified for the prestigious tournament and she saw the dates, Carol knew her husband would be out of town and wouldn’t be able to go. Although all the other parents would be there, Carol dreaded the thought of being in the big city without him. She was shy and naïve, uncomfortable outside the confines of her little rural community, and highly dependent on her husband. Just the thought of being alone in Chicago made her quiver. It took weeks of persuading by the close-knit set of parents to guarantee Carol that they would…

I’d been to a couple of bathhouses in the city and, after a particularly stressful day at work, decided I’d try out another. So I take the short walk, ring the bell and enter. Upon entering the owner tells me it’s ‘bi’ night and that there will be some women turning up later. Not what I’m here for but why not? So I grab a towel and head to get changed. It’s early but it’s reasonably full already, just with guys so far so I head to see what the cocks looking like. Short walk round the video room, visit the camouflage bed area, check out the rooms then to…

Even eight years later I can hardly believe my experience. It all started with me and my boyfriend, Dave, getting in a fight on that fate filled Friday night. Men behaving as children, I thought to myself. Why had I thought this Friday night would be any different than the last several. Dave, my fiancé, appeared to be more interested in hanging out with his marine friends then spending the night with me. That is how I found myself on a Friday night all dressed up with limited places to go. I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Beth Travel. At the time I was nineteen , I’m now 27,…

Best Friend Ever! Christmas – A note from the author. Please scroll down to the beginning of the story if you aren’t interested. I originally intended to write this tale for the Literotica Winter Stories Contest, but realized it would not qualify as it is not strictly a stand-alone story. Therefore, it got put on a back burner, and is a little late for the Christmas season, but I trust, still enjoyable in that context. This is really the final episode of Kelly and Ron as told In “Best Neighbor Ever!”, currently chapters 1 through 4. I have re-titled this slightly, intending to keep it separate as I think it…

It was late when I came home that day; somewhere around 8 p.m. I heard Michael and another man talking in the other room when I closed the door behind me and took off my jacket. I kicked off my shoes and watched them flying into a corner. And I left them there, too tired to pick them up to put them where they belonged. When I walked into the living room, I saw Michael and Pete sitting on the floor by the sofa playing cards. They looked up when they saw me come in, and I walked over to Michael to give him a quick kiss on his cheek.…