Don Josiah, in a suit, was driving black-haired, black-eyed Camilla--who was wearing her green, flowery dress--back to his home after church that Sunday afternoon; he was thinking about the sermon, and she was thinking about his cock. "So, that's what an Anglican church service is like," he said as he parked at his home. They got out of the car. "That homil...
Daria Jean-Renald, born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, and raised in the environs of Ottawa, Ontario, has always been different. As a young woman, she'd always been a tomboy. Daria liked playing soccer, baseball and football with the guys, instead of playing with Barbie dolls or any of that girly crap. Daria had always liked the ladies, but l...
Why is a tough Saudi guy like Mohammed Ibrahim crying like a little bitch? Well, it might have to do with the fact that Mistress Habesha, the Ethiopian dominatrix from Montreal, Quebec, has her fist up his ass. The big Arab man squirmed on the table, but to no avail since he was bound hand and foot by thick steel chains. Mistress Habesha cackled gleefully as...
Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
Summary: Jasmine responds to the most frequent questions asked by readers. Thanks to: Tex Beethoven, Wayne, and Robert for editing this essay. This isn't really a sequel, although it's a second part, as it addresses questions I didn't answer in 2017's Twenty Questions. 21 More Questions After 2017's 20 Questions, I received many more questions. I have n...
You know you're a Lesbian Empress: When you realize anytime someone messes with you, it's like Helen of Troy. There's an army of LezBro's crossing oceans to battle for your honor. When your LezBro kicks the A$$ of some jerk-off that won't leave you alone, you starting singing, "Hey now, hey now. My LezBro's back!" You sing this unfazed in the middle of the...
In the world of Women's Professional Tennis, there are many secrets which the outside world knows nothing about. Men and women who call themselves professional tennis fans would kill to know these secrets. However, they're known to Women's Professional Tennis insiders only. Such as the tradition that the winners get to fuck the losers. Lesbian style. And Wan...
Chapter 3: Permanent Houseguest An illicit proposal … I opened my eyes slowly, almost painfully. My mind was foggy, my memory hazy, but it only made sense that, for the ceiling of the bedroom to be awash with this much sunlight, it had to be morning. And not early morning. I rolled my head to the side and was jolted wide awake. For the first time since b...
Summary: Bree earns backstage tickets to a Selena Gomez concert and... Note 1: Thanks to Jedd for inspiring the story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18, yada, yada, yada. Note 3: In this story I bandy about the names of a number of real-life celebrities, and Bree gets intimate with Selena Gomez herself. In case it needs saying, this is all done fict...
The name is Monique Jeannette Henderson. A six-foot-one, heavyset, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, beautiful young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts-Boston, where I major in civil engineering. This right here of my tale of getting by in the city of Boston. It’s hard out here for a sister but I’m...