My name is Cheryl. I am a full-figured, 45-year old black woman with 42 DD breasts, huge chocolate brown nipples, and an ass that both women and men love. As a psychology professor and a therapist, my work is quite stressful, so finding a way to unwind at home is a must. For me the best way to do so is sex and lots of it. I've been married 25 years. Early i...
I live in a small town in the south. The population of black and white is 50/50. At the time I was working at a local gas station. As I got off work I head off to the bar. This bar I was in had customers from the local businesses and factories. It was the kind of bar that blacks and whites were welcome to. But by living in the south the blacks would sit sepa...
"Salaam, Raphael, how's life?" Ghada Al-Khusaibi said softly, as she walked up to the service desk, where Raphael stood, a forlorn look on his dark, handsome face. Standing six feet two inches tall, burly and broad-shouldered, Raphael Duchene was unique sexy in a way only Afro-Caribbean men could be. Hell, the brother made even the drab Walmart uniform look...
Marc Albert Mathieu is the name. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, and moved with my family to the Ontario region of Canada in the summer of 1999. Thirteen years later, I'm a business administration student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, getting ready for a brighter tomorrow. It's the beginning of 2012,...
Do you have a hobby that most people just don't understand? Maybe you like drag racing. Or perhaps you're mad about football, hockey, wrestling or soccer. Perhaps you consider rugby or mountain climbing to be the highlight of your life. It's more than a hobby for you, it's a passion. You cannot do without it. You experience withdrawal or something. Yeah, tha...
Kate hurried along the teeming central Mumbai street towards the café, checking her watch anxiously. She was already some minutes late, thanks to a traffic jam which had delayed her for nearly half an hour. She stopped for a moment to fan herself with a newspaper and to take a deep breath; after living for some months in India since her publishing company in...
Gone are the days when I could sit across from a guy on a subway train and not worry whether he was an undercover vice cop. My seating preference back then used to depend on whether there was an orange or mustard space directly ahead of an older gent -- one not elderly enough to bring out my Elektra complex, but not so young that he could be arrested for sip...
One life to live, ladies and gentlemen. That's basically all we've got. My name is Sagal Jawari and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I study criminal justice at the University of Toronto, and these days, life is too hectic for words. It's not easy being a brown-skinned female and a Muslim in Canada. Eve...
"Stop fussing, Bernard, just relax a bit and it won't hurt as much," Sylvie Beauharnais said, tut-tutting and shaking her head as she looked at her big and tall, devastatingly handsome Haitian-Canadian fiancé. In the master bedroom of their Montreal-Nord apartment, things were heating up...just as Sylvie planned. This was indeed "female domination night" aft...
I wish people would stop staring at my husband Kareem Touré and I, seriously. Folks in the City of Detroit, Michigan, and its environs, have a nasty habit of staring at interracial couples, especially when half of the pair is a man of African descent. I tell myself that someday I'll get used to it but I don't see it happening anytime soon. My name is Afaf Ib...