The day had gone well so far with my girlfriend of the time having just left the night before, going out of state for two weeks visiting relatives. It was Saturday so I didn’t have to work, I had completed my chores... shopping, cleaning the apartment and doing laundry and had spent the afternoon ‘s cleaning time dressed up in my favorite of my three outfits...
The Adventures of Dave – in praise of older women Ruth – The First Time It was 1984, I was almost 30 years old and starting a senior job for a merchant bank in London. Head of Commercial Advances. Property loans, import export loans, foreign exchange lines and metal dealing advances. The heady world of city life was something to be enjoyed and we certainl...
Henry unfolded the long yellow beach towel and fought the steady ocean breeze as he maneuvered his afternoon bed of cotton onto the full-length beach chair. Checking the position of the sun once again, he pulled his chair a few inches through the soft, brown sand, and then sat on the end of the plastic seat. Collecting his thoughts, Henry surveyed his surro...
I boarded the morning train to the city. It was just past peak commute hours but all the seats were still full and I veered left toward the end of the aisle, turned to face the door, and grabbed a hand loop from the ceiling to steady myself during the ride. As I looked around me I could see the length of the car with the expected crowd of commuters in busine...
Hey, there. My name is Kennel Jackson and I'm a tall, dark-skinned and very muscular young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I was recently released from Walpole State Prison and this is the tale of my homecoming. It's been a longtime coming, folks. I just spent four and a half years in the state penitentiary system. Now, I'm out and I...
It's another Saturday night in the most wonderful city of all, Los Angeles. If you are like me, then you're bound to have lots of fun. My name is Luke Dayton and I'm a college student. These days, I attend UCLA and major in Criminal Justice. Someday, I will join the California State Police. For now, I'm just a young Black man with a dream. After a tough week...
After giving it one more go for the night, Liz and Jay were both completely spent. Jay snuggled up next to Liz, pulling her close and breathing in the flowery scent of her hair. Liz shifted in Jay's arms to face him and nuzzled her nose gently against his, gazing into his eyes lazily. "I love you," Liz whispered softly. Jay smiled, "But I love you more."...
Avery was running late. As she neared the front doors of the posh NYC hotel, she saw the rain pouring down. She thought about her expensive shoes and the time she'd spent on makeup. She thought about the $100 haircut at the hotel salon. She thought about how the humidity would affect her jet black hair and her iridescent mini-dress. "Fuck," she thought....
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...
Tucking my son Anwar into his bed, I stand there for a moment and sigh. Thank Allah for my husband Suleiman and our son. Anwar is a little miracle, his caramel-hued skin practically shining even in the dim light, his curly black hair framing his little face like a crown. My beautiful little angel. Come to bed mamas, a deep voice whispers into my ear as stron...