"Hey, Eli," the common law wife and mother of two spoke into her cell phone. She paused a moment then said, "We're around the corner for your place." Valencia Williams ended the call. She looked at her husband, Durrell, who was driving the cash rental car. It was a metallic white gold 2010 Volkswagen Passat station wagon. Durrell, at 34 years of age, was a...
The name is Antonio Calderon. I was born in the Dominican Republic, to a Haitian mother, Anne Etienne, and a Hispanic father, Jose Calderon. I have an older sister named Nadine. In the summer of 2009 my parents moved from Haina, one of the Dominican Republic's biggest towns, to the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I missed the DR terribly but had to adjust to my new...
"Dad, I'm not like other Asian guys, I don't like to hang out with racist white guys, and I have black friends whom I think are cool, and I'm not obsessed with my career, and I like playing sports and having a good time," Jason Yamamoto said to his father, Kenneth Yamamoto, as he walked out of the Barrhaven, Ontario, townhouse which had been their home for d...
"This party was off the chain," Marc Lucien said to his good buddy Shelton Aurelius, as the two of them sat on the couch. It was four o'clock in the morning and the two young Haitian men had come home from Bourbon Room Night Club, one of the hottest spots in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. They were a bit drunk, which is in and of itself perfectly okay. Marc's...
I've been fighting this shit my whole life, man. Today is my coming out party if you will. Now, don't get it twisted. I love females, for real. I just happen to like a certain type of female. Black women rock. I love them to death. And the bossier they are the better. My name is Steve Valentine, I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in...
"Mature black Muslim booty, thy name is Naima," Omar Sultan thought to himself as he watched Naima Ali step out of the apartment building overlooking South Keys Plaza in Ottawa, Ontario. Tall and very voluptuous, with curves that her traditional Islamic clothing couldn't hide, Naima was a fine specimen of African Muslim womanhood. Omar wanted some of that so...
My beautiful wife lies besides me after a night of passionate lovemaking. Her name is Lasouda. And she is the Queen of the Bagayobo people of Mali, deep within the motherland of Africa. Anyone looking at her would see a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned young Black woman in her twenties. And that's fine because that's what they are meant to see. If only they knew...
What's good, Fam? I'm Kelvin "K-Man" Wattford and I'm a man with a big problem. Alright, let's get certain things out of the way. I'm a Bisexual man, deal with it. I make it with females and with dudes, well, certain dudes. I don't like effeminate males, I find them annoying as fuck. Sorry, but I've got to have some standards. That's not the issue in today's...
Keith loved the way Snooks wore a dress. This one was no exception. It clung to her 36 DD's and accentuated her tiny waist. It had been a long summer, and he'd not seen as much of her as he liked. Snooks was giggling at something Keith had said, and her platinum curls shook, as did her glorious cleavage. "I am so glad we're back now. I wish you'd had more t...
I love constructive criticism so if you have advice on how to make my writing better I would love to hear it. However, if you do not like the story's I like because of the topic or if all you have to say is "that sucked" then please do not bother commenting. ***** I kissed Kim on the lips softly. Lightning shot through my body. I held her close to me. Thes...