Famous Black Musicians Stories

195,912 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

Heartbreak Kid

by brethard on May 15, 2019
Interracial Love

"This will either destroy your career, or be the highlight of it." Malcolm Coates finished sipping his coffee in Roy Falcon's living room and stood up to look at the beautiful Miami skyline. He couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into. "I know it's a risk, but let's go for it--that's what I say!" Roy jumped up from his sofa and ran over to his pia...

Woman in Chains Ch. 04

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

IV "She sounds psychotic to me," Judith Somerfield said as they stepped out on the front porch. She didn't know what else to think... Todd Wakeman was shook up, confused, and while he couldn't quite put a finger on what had just happened -- he wasn't ready to jump on the psychiatric bandwagon just yet. "I don't know. She seems focused, almost intact, at l...

The Courier Ch. 08

by caligula97236 on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 8 -- "Socrates' Mistresses" Maria Elena woke up early and set up the kitchen so Cecilia could prepare breakfast. Cecilia entered the kitchen with a rather concerned look on her face, partly because Pedro was still in bed sick, and partly because correctly suspected that she had interrupted something between her housemate and Victor. As usual, the...

Condemnation & Redemption Pt. 02

by PostScriptor on Dec 24, 2019
Text With Audio

Condemnation & Redemption Part 2 Story and Music © PostScriptor 2019 * * * * * 1st Gymnopedie, Eric Satie Performed and recorded by PostScript (c) 2019 Yamaha Keyboard Best if you have good speakers or a headset on your computer. Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (2.5 min/mp3) * * * * * ~~* VI. Tennessee, Present Day *~~ I looked down...

The Small, Black Death

by PrinceThelo on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Because I hadn't been able to sleep, I'd jumped out of my hotel bed and left for the airport at least an hour early, afraid I'd miss the plane. I talked to the cabdriver for thirty minutes straight. I couldn't stop myself from rambling. I looked everywhere and commented on everything: the color of a passing car, a pedestrian's skirt, the sign in front of a b...

The Concerto Ch. 01

by CodaCiel on Nov 27, 2017
Fetish

The following is a work of fiction. All depicted characters are 18 or older; resemblance of characters' names to actual persons is coincidental. Some content is mildly sexual. SYNOPSIS: Randall is astounded that a secret music rehearsal features the use of ticklish female students as musical instruments. Originally posted June 2007 -------------------- T...

Fifty Shades of Brown

by readwrite on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Indubitable Brown ("Doobie" to his public school form mates, Dooobie doo, to his enemies) was,in 1843, the sole remaining heir to the Brown fortune . Though the names of several of his ancestors are more familiar (Charles "Charlie" Brown, the famous footballer and "Capability" Brown, Queen Victoria's head gardener are well known throughout the empire, as are...

Charly Ch. 02

by Pandoras Desire on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The first story in the "Charly" series is part nonfiction, part fiction. The second chapter, is of the same. No harm is in anyway intended towards the beautiful and talented Ms. Charly McClain. Charly's Surprise He was suave and debonair. Very striking good looks. Had the voice of distinction, a few hits of his own, and was a cousin to fellow musician Jerr...

One Moment in Time

by Tara_Neale on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Why does it seem I spend so much time writing eulogies? Michael Jackson, Steven Jobs and now Whitney Houston. I remember growing up in South Carolina. I was raised primarily by my great grandmother, a woman who was almost sixty when I was born. We lived in what was called a mill village. Back in the teens, twenties and early thirties, textile mills in the...

Mme. LaFontaine's Palais du Sport Ch. 03

by SexyGeek on Sep 4, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 03 The gentlemen of New Orleans disport themselves at a pique-nique The August sun blazed down on the porch. I sat in the shade, surveying Parcbeau, the plantation of my ancestors and now my care. Last winter's ice, carefully hoarded in the icehouse, tinkled in my glass and brought some welcome relief to the heat. I mopped my brow with a silk handk...