The sun blared down, nothing but a clear blue sky surrounding it. The boardwalk was filled with people, shops visited by patrons and families dragging around their kids. Everyone was there because the weather was great and people wanted to head to the beach. The waves crashed onto the shore and men, women and children that filled the area laughed and enjoyed...
As I prepared breakfast for the 18-year-old black woman, a feeling of helplessness enveloped me. My face felt as if it had been beaten up by her fierce grinding of it, and her scent seemed to pervade my most acute senses. Degraded and humbled, I simply completed my task and served the sausage and eggs breakfast to Alexis Barron, who remained sitting on the l...
The weird things that some of my boyfriends ask me to do to them never cease to amaze me. Seriously. The name is Mika Adewale. A six-foot-tall, athletic and muscular, short-haired and dark-skinned Nigerian woman living in the city of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I have a thing for sexually submissive Black men. And I don't really hide it. It's put me at odds...
I've always been unlucky in all things related to love. Now, I hear a lot of talk about the Dearth of good Black men in the Black Community. Sometimes, I want to shout at Black women that there are good Black men out there. Like me. By the way, my name is Adonis Saint-Guillaume. I'm twenty three years old and I'm a six-foot-one, lean young Brother with light...
Meet Karima Ali-Rosenthal, a forty-something Somali-American Muslim woman living in the City of Duluth, Minnesota. She's six-foot-one, curvy and big-bottomed, with mahogany-hued skin and neatly braided Black hair. Karima is a woman leading a double life, although you definitely wouldn't know it to look at her. By day she is a contract instructor at Duluth Co...
My name is Kimberly Pierre. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking young Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. By day, I am a student at Buffalo State College, majoring in the field of criminal justice. At night, I lead a very different life. The things I do at night would absolutely stun the men and women who think they know me. Especially the men...
My name is Myra Jan Brown. My friends call me M. J. Who in hell am I? A fifty-something Black woman living in the Washington D.C. area. A graduate of the United States Military Academy at West Point and a former member of Special Ops. These days, I'm part of the Surveillance and Securities Department at the White House. The White House is party central these...
The crazy shit that women do never ceases to amaze me. And I am a woman. The name is Mercy Jane Perkins. My friends call me M.J. Who am I? A six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and big-bottomed Englishwoman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am forty three years old. And right now I'm dominating the hell out of a Black woman who w...
The 18-year-old black girl seemed to be intrigued, yet amused by the 37-year-old southern-belle who remained on one knee before her. It was apparent that she had noticed Terry looking over towards us from the waitress' station for several minutes earlier. In some sort of strange way it seemed as if Alexis Barron was testing her. "How long have you been a w...
I remained standing and holding a plethora of shopping bags in the ridiculously small outfit young Alexis had chosen for me. I "teetered" in those 5 inched high heels and could feel my face turning as red as it had ever felt before. Meekly, I just stood there haplessly. I was overcome by humiliation and the manner in which this young, black teenaged woman co...