When most people think of racism, they usually think of white folks oppressing Blacks and other ethnic groups, they overlook the vast history of exploitation between Arabs and Africans. Long before the first European colonist ever set foot in the continent of Africa, the Arabs were mistreating my ancestors in the sub Saharan regions. Today, a lot of black Mu...
Melissa was in intense pleasure as the soft tongue of her new lover licked deeply between her thighs. Adept and skilled, the magical tongue wrenched wave after wave of pleasure from her steaming, wet pussy. She wanted more, but didn't have to ask. She knew she'd get it. The tongue was knowledgeable, seeking to please Melissa and succeeding. Never in the pas...
Disclaimer: All of the characters are over 18 and while I wish this were true, it is a work of fiction. Also, there is a story line to the romance, so if you're looking for a quick sex story to read, try another story. Chapter 1 It was my first day as a volunteer at a local elementary school. It was almost 12:30 and so far it wasn't too bad. The first two...
Alanna knocked on the door of her friend, Isabelle's house. She glanced around nervously, her light blue eyes shifting on the shadows behind her. Despite the fact that she is used to darkness, she is not happy having it hehind her. Mrs. Johnson opens the door. An overly religious woman who homeschooled her kid and keeps her as far from the outside world whi...
My name is Miranda Hill. I'm a tall, slender and deliciously big-bottomed, forty-something Black woman living in the Back Bay area of Boston, Massachusetts. After many years as a WNBA superstar, I left the fast-growing world of women's professional sports and returned to college. I wanted to mentor young women, especially young Black women. I felt there was...
*Based on a true story* I remember it all very clearly because I never imagined something like that would happen, especially to me. It was a normal Tuesday morning. I got up late, rushed through my morning routine and quickly ran to campus. I went to class and afterwards I went to the office. I am the chief editor of my university newspaper. Nothing ou...
Shortly after 5am, Lin got out of bed to go to the bathroom. It took her a moment to remember where she was, why she was naked, and why her co-worker Tom was in bed next to her. But mostly she had to pee. When she was finished, she went back out to the suite's living room, where she saw Madison coming out of one of the other bedrooms, dressed in only her re...
Lena and Astrid's wedding was a lavish affair attended by about two hundred guests and held in a stunning rooftop garden. Even Miss White, who was not given to displays of sentimentality, felt herself getting a little misty during the ceremony; Jodie was weeping profusely. The vibrations of love and positivity were so strong that you would have had to be a r...
*Full Disclaimer: This erotica is catered for LESBIAN WOMEN, but you are welcome to read regardless of gender or orientation! *** It had been an eventful month for Claire. She came over to Sabine's house nearly everyday to tutor her. About an hour into the session though, Sabine would start to fiddle with Claire's blouse, popping button by button open. Cl...
My name is Fatima Janice Simone. A big and tall, alright, forthrightly fat and proud black femme fatale from the hood. My body is thick, my breasts are large, my hips are wide and my butt is huge. It's called a ghetto booty for a reason, you know. What are my awesome dimensions? 36-42-67. Read them and weep. I stand six feet four inches tall and weigh three...