Being a big and tall, butch Black woman who worships White chicks hasn't made my life easy. My name is Mary Johnson. A Nursing student at the University of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario, Canada. Ottawa is the city I call home. My family has lived there for generations, though we're originally from the Caribbean. I'm six feet tall, with a chubby body, big...
The women got dressed and headed down to the restaurant and had a late brunch. With nearly two hours left before he meetings started the women decided to do some shopping. They shopped and then returned for the meeting. In all that time neither one spoke of dreams or fantasies. As the meeting went on the women took plenty of notes and would occasionally wh...
She was not merely afraid of her, she was terrified. She saw her the first time when one night a group of them went to a popular bar and restaurant called Reilly's to celebrate someone's promotion. They had a new hostess, a tall curvy brunette about thirty-five with large breasts and a willowy shape. She was beautiful. Trey had her eyes on the brunette's ass...
I was sitting alone at the bar nursing my rum & coke when I saw her making her way across the room towards me. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes on. Long, jet black, curly locks framed the face of an angel, and a jersey dress of deep magenta clung to her every curve. The scent of her intoxicating perfume filled my nostrils and I felt h...
With a soft sigh Angela leans back at her desk resting her head in her hand cursor blinking on an empty screen. Tired of the same old thing, she'd almost decided to take a few more risks and see what the world had to offer. But sitting here wasn't getting her anywhere. Leaning forward she flips through her e-mails friends sending last ditch efforts to get he...
Sister Marie had always enjoyed helping Father Paul at weddings, and today at Mandy's wedding it was no different. Sister had devoted her life to Mother Church, ever since she had discovered at an early age that she like the company of women. Hoping that the church would rid her of her secret desires. A secret she kept hidden, except if somebody looked h...
The deafening roar of water. It swallowed her every sense, filled her ears to bursting. Cora didn't know if the surface was above or below her, but she knew she had to swim, it was her only chance. The Grand Dame clipper ship had made it safely from England, 'round the tumultuous Horn and onward into the vast Pacific Ocean to bring Cora to meet her betrothe...
"You know what I don't like about her," said Anita, the tall statuesque blonde, "is that she thinks she is better than the rest of us." "I'll second that," said Carol as she sipped on her wine, while sitting in Anita's family room. "Well," said Cindy the redhead, "I think her problem is that she and her husband don't have enough sex." The three women laug...
A chapter in my life will close soon; my final year of college. At first I had been slightly nervous making a three hundred mile move and living away from home. I decided to live in a female only dorm to try to make some new friends, and to soak in the whole "college experience." College is about making a career decision, but also life experiences. I was s...
The following is an excerpt from A Murder in Eden, the third novel in my erotic science fiction series. * "You know," Noah sighed, "when I stand up here and wave my arms, there's a reason." "You were waving your arms?" Rachel R said. "Really? I didn't notice." She turned to her sister. "Did you see him waving his arms up there?" "It's not funny," Noah gr...