Hey, there. My name is Shaniqua Brown and by my own admission, I'm a big black bitch from the ghetto. At six-foot-one and 230 pounds, I personify ghetto gal power through and true. My skin is jet-black and I have never wished for it to be lighter. Light skin isn't an advantage. It's something people with nothing else going on for them say to make themselves...
I finally did it! I said the words I'd kept inside me for so long, and I felt so ... relieved after I'd said it. To tell the truth, I never believed I would. Master Amos is such a daunting lion, I'm so frightened of him at the same time I desire him every time. I can't even not think about him without getting wet between my legs. He's kind and gentle and r...
The year is 2008. The place is New England. And my bitch is black, folks. And he likes it rough. Am I a lucky woman or what? My name is Marie Louise Nelson. Friends call me M.L. and find it funny. At six feet two inches tall and two hundred and sixty pounds, I'm nothing to laugh at. I'm a big and tall, thick-bodied and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-e...
When I look in the world today, a lot of what I see shocks me. Human beings have made lots of advances technologically but people haven't changed. It doesn't matter what clothes they wear, what type of car they drive or anything of the sort. Deep down inside, they're all the same. Bastards will be bastards. And bitches will be bitches. The sad thing is that...
I don't understand my sexual interests sometimes. Sex can get a man in trouble these days, even if he is President of the United States. I think we all know that. In my line of work, you've got to be goal-oriented and keep your head up. I think all men working in the field of Criminal Justice can agree on that. Lately, my sexual habits have begun to spin out...
Foreword Hi there. I am a white woman of forty, divorced and childless. An eternity ago, I studied business. It was during my wild years at University that something occurred, which messed up my family plans. I fell pregnant from a married man, who also happened to be my professor. The consequent abortion was botched up. I barely survived it. They had to r...
Even the air in the modest hotel room was full of energy -- the steady, strong energy of Master and his dominance, the sexual energy that generated when Master and Master's bitch were in each other's physical presence, and the energy of Master's bitch's excitement at having the opportunity to serve and submit to Master directly. As Master's bitch brought in...
Oh, my frigging Gawd! My ass is full! Currently, I'm on all fours, my big black plump butt cheeks spread wide open. Drilling his twelve-inch uncut black super cock into my tight asshole is my main man Trevor. The roughest, meanest black pimp this side of Detroit. Every time he slams his cock into my shit hole, I feel like I am frigging dying. And I totally l...
My first initiation into the liberal culture of improving the Afro-american male integration into society through stress relief programmes such as AMIRAP and the strident feminist-driven attitudes of advancing minorities within society at the expense of the mainstream culture was in early 2000s. I was in my early-20s living in Oklahoma City, let's just say...
I'd just completed painting the motel room, as my workday came to an end. I cleaned up the brushes, and headed next door to the bar for a tall cool one. This was Vegas in the summer, and the air conditioning didn't work in the room we were refurbishing. All I had was some fans that didn't circulate well in the enclosed motel room. I wanted to sit and drink...