***Hey everyone! First off, I wanted to say that this is not my usual genre of fiction. I've been professionally writing for five years, and when I had the idea for this novel I figured I'd give it a shot. The full idea goes something like this: Makayla is a college student, charity activist, and budding venture capitalist... As well as an adult actress. Her...
What's up, folks? My name is Jean-Bernard Guillot but my friends call me J.B. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study civil engineering at Carleton University. It's where I met criminology student and fellow Afro-centric social activist Mariam Hanaffi of Somalia, the young Muslim woman who changed my life. We m...
Greetings and salutations, folks. My name is Geraldo Brunswick. I'm a scientist working for the International Coalition For Positive Sexuality. ICFPS. They're a multi-national, billion-dollar corporation which conducts research into human sexuality. As such, I've conducted a lot of research for them. I'm both a researcher and a field agent. My methods have g...
"Oh shit! Not yet," she moaned, jamming two fingers deep in her pussy, keeping them perfectly still as her building orgasm trembled around them. Her eyes dilated unconsciously, the better to absorb the photons emitted from her favorite part of the vid. She had to pace herself, controlling her stubborn, impatient pussy so that she could cum at just the right...
Meet Karen Ambrose, a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and plain, fifty-something white woman living in the City of Amarillo, Texas. Karen is like those typical Karen types seen on the news. She is nosy, full of herself, entitled, and obsessed with her neighbors. Karen has recently entered therapy due to her problems, and her doctor has su...
Brother Samuel here. A name that should require no introduction at this point. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking and openly bisexual Haitian-American author, law student and activist living near Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes, I wonder why people simply can't leave well enough alone. Why must they try to fix things that don't need fixing? Don't fix...
Sliding my long and thick, uncircumcised black dick into the widening asshole of a chubby, dark-skinned black woman, a strange thought enters my consciousness. The only time today's black women seem to notice black men is when those same black men are seen in the company of white women. When a black man is by himself, he's of no interest and no worth to the...
"Whore" "Whore"...she thought again. They had just come onto the monitor. Through the front lobby. She had seen them on the screen, now she slide her chair forward so she could see and be seen. They were cuddling and kissing and staggering towards the lift. The girl was dressed in a tight red leather skirt so short it barely covered her bottom. The top wa...
Brother Samuel here. A lot of people have asked me why I do what it is I do. I don't understand the question. I am what I am. I do what comes natural. The alternative is simply unthinkable. I have a power and I will continue to use it until it's gone or I am. To do anything else would be simply wrong. I am a bisexual black man who sticks up for Men's Rights...
He laughed joyously and stood, pulling her up with him to wash up. "My love," he said happily. "Where would you like to go? What would you like to do? Ask it and we will go." "Really?" she asked with a smile. "I am happy to stay right here with you my Wynter. There is only one thing I want." "Name it." "Yvette." "You want her gone? I will send her away t...