"Salaam, Fatou, Jummah Mubarak, gorgeous, how are you doing?" Nagla Massoud whispered into Fatouma Kandeh's ear, and the six-foot-tall, brown-skinned, Afro-sporting young African Muslim woman turned around and smiled. Standing at the cash, waiting on slow-moving, short-tempered and often foul-mouthed customers to drop their crap on the counter so she could s...
The world is such a strange place. Seriously. Human beings simply can't seem to get along. And nowhere are human relations as complicated as they are within the United States of America. Diversity exists here, or so they say. In America, you see such a mix of people. And power changes hands more often here than anywhere else. Where else could you see the won...
A Fateful Decision "You sure you want go there?" said the Russian cabbie as he looked dubiously across the street at the club, a big old converted warehouse building. He didn't like coming into this part of the city and if the woman in the back hadn't offered him three times the fare he wouldn't have agreed to drive her. He leaned over his seat and looke...
Tariq Diallo first saw the light of day during the heyday of the Sosso Kingdom, which ruled much of West Africa in the twelfth century. He was a warrior and a member of the personal guard of King Sumanguru, the last ruler of the Sosso Kingdom before it fell to the fearsome Sundiata Keita, Founder of the Mali Empire. On the run from the forces of the Mali Con...
My name is Amanda Pyeong. I'm five-foot-nine, slender and graceful. Born in the City of Chonju in Korea. On the first day of February 1989 I came into this world. Twenty years later I would move to the City of Ottawa, Canada's Capital, in search of better opportunities. I enrolled at Carleton University, and focused on studying business administration. There...
Ever since Tyrone Woodbury came to study at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, he'd had to adjust to a strange and complex environment. When his father Franklin James Woodbury got offered a position at Ciena Systems, in the Kanata neighborhood of Ottawa, the old man was thrilled, and happily moved to the Canadian Capital. Franklin Woodbury...
Don't call me Mistress! That's not my name, you damn fool! I am your Ebony Goddess! Shaking my head, I smacked my sub's hairy Black ass as I thrust my strap-on dildo deeper inside of him. Macho man Frantz Marchand groaned as I continued stretching his ass. Hmm. I love fucking men in the ass with my strap-on dildo. Especially men of African descent. Frantz Ma...
Brother Samuel Xavier here. The big and tall, openly bisexual Black male author who has resided in the West Side of Brockton, Massachusetts for years. I feel quite sad while writing this because I will soon leave this community I've grown to care about. Simply put, life doesn't stand still. You either move with it or you're dead. My father, the charming soci...
My name is Steve. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm openly bisexual, and I'm a hard-working, college-educated and church-going gentleman. In a few weeks, I will be leaving the City of Champions for the unknown lands of Canada. I've got family in Ottawa and they tell me that there are tons of...
Right now, I'm on my knees before the lovely and powerful Nubia Blackstone, the sexy African-American Goddess whom I worship. The six-foot-two, lean and muscular Black Amazon sits on the couch with her legs spread as I tenderly lick her pussy. My name is Caroline O'Bannon, a Canadian-born Irish dyke who simply worships superior Black women. Nubia orders me t...