My name is Alisha Joseph. I'm a Haitian-American woman living in America. What I mean by that is that I am ghetto fabulous. As in, gifted with a lot of what's great about a woman, physically and mentally. I stand five feet ten inches tall, and I'm a whole lot of woman. I'm a caramel-skinned sister with long black hair and a curvy, pleasingly plump body. I'm...
Talk about them odds, possibilities and permutations. Well, what are the chances of eradication of human life from our planet? People will surprise you with their speculations. Some will say a couple million years more to come, while some will forecast within this century- a bunch of natural disasters with enough magnitude to wipe out the entire population....
So, you're big and strong Black Muslim man, eh? You're used to little White chicks throwing themselves at you because you're the African stud with the big dick? Well, I've got news for you, Mister Black Man. Tonight, you're going to be my bitch. That's right! My own personal bitch. I'm going to fuck you in the ass with my strap-on dildo until you cry. I won'...
My name is Jeremy Saint Pierre. A six-foot-three, kind of chubby but still handsome, short-haired black man with dark brown skin and pale brown eyes. At first glance, I seem like any minority youth in the big city. Strolling down the street in my black leather jacket, red T-shirt, blue jeans and Texan-style black boots. I'm thrice a minority, folks. And not...
CHAPTER 8: The Butterfly Lucifer leaned against one of the standing stones, his back to the scene in its center. He could hear her moans, whimpering, sweet gasps of delightful surprise as Pan slowly traced tiny foreign patterns over her flesh with his fingertips, touching her in no other way. Herne was curled about her, cradling her curvy yet petite body to...
The day had been a long one. Charlie inserted the key into the door of his apartment and stepped inside, his weariness finally catching up with him. He dropped the briefcase in the foyer, dropped his keys in the silver salver dish and headed straight for the bar, fixing himself a potent vodka martini and downing it straight. Turning towards the kitchen, he...
There should be a law or at least some social sanctions against people who sit around doing nothing but cussing and acting rude all day. Seriously. I consider it a serious breach of human etiquette. And it's all too common in the black community of Massachusetts. However, I'm not quite sure how to approach the subject with some of the ruder individuals among...
The city of San Francisco woke up with bright sunshine on Saturday morning. Priya longed to sleep further late into the morning as she was exhausted. Her adventures with the suspect late in the night made her pussy and ass holes sore. She curled her naked body around the bedsheets and thought her thoughts went to late at night. ___ Robs soothing voice wa...
Carol McKenna here, and I'm a gal with a tawdry tale to share with you, dear readers. I'm a Black hot wife. Alright? I'm one of a growing number of Black women who enjoy getting fucked by other men in front of our cuckolded Black husbands or Black boyfriends. Cuckolding isn't just a White thing, folks. Never let anyone tell you that any fetish or sexual inte...
The events and characters of this story are figments of my imagination. Truly, I have no idea where I get this shit. I need help. Should someone see themselves as characters in this story, it's either a huge coincidence on my part or guilt and shame on your part. Yet, for those who are truly shameful and guilty, don't despair, oh miserable ones. God is savi...