Sep 15, 1950 The Deep South. Only fire will cleanse this evil from this house! It festers in every nook and cranny! The old black woman looked like evil that had taken a poor misshapen form. Her skin looked burned with some of the flesh fallen away. A fire sprang out of nowhere and roared all around her. It ran up the walls and along the ceiling burning and...
Foreword: My views are based on my experiences with not just Black women, but White, Asian, and Hispanic women as well. If you don't share those views, then that is your right. If you are a bigot or a racist, this is not for you. Or maybe it is, if you are willing to open your mind and accept what is written as truth. But if not, just move along. I still...
For Angela Angela and I have always been great friends. We first had a sexual relationship while both at school and that first love lasted over a year. We remain close friends and occasional bedfellows. She is fantastic and this is for her. We always start off slowly, undressing each other and discovering each other again. She's a fantastic kisser, African...
Wiper Fall: Rewind. Hoochie fell down planet after leaving wiper space. Still a long way out; a mere speck, against the backdrop of the gulf, taking a safe look before establishing a base of operation. Lieutenant Commander Colton Jones, HMRN Portsmouth Prime, and his panel of experts, armed with a impressive stack of heavily redacted e documents, placed the...
I would like to thank Annieandy & darkangel718310. They were great editors. Any errors are my fault. I went back and had a nerdgasm over certain paragraphs after they were edited. You have my apologies. There is a lot of detail and it takes time to get to the sex. There will be mistakes feel free to help me improve, by telling me what can be fixed. My Am...
It was the end of a perfect vacation. Mark and April had been touring Ireland with a rented car for a week and a half then dropped the car in Dublin, and they spent the rest of the time seeing the beautiful city, shopping, and pub hopping the Temple Bar. Mark's job as an airline pilot allowed them to be able to travel and they took advantage of it every summ...
Chapter 8: Testosterone My nerves are still jangled. I feel my heart pumping, my teeth grinding, my muscles tensing. I'm still on edge, and it's already over! Mostly. Elizabeth sits against the wall of the van, shivering under the blanket we bundled her in. She pulls herself into a near-fetal position, and ... then, she has the audacity to speak! I shut...
Josh was very, very thirsty. The swarthy, dark-haired young man had been sitting at the keyboard a good five hours this Saturday morning, and no less than seven hours the night before. It was the battleground weekend, and he was determined to finish his point grind before the weekly reset. He'd set aside the time, turned in his term paper and turned off his...
*WARNING -- PLEASE READ FIRST This is a story set in the American South during the period of slavery. It is an accurate depiction of the period. As such, racism, racial slurs and racist attitudes are included as key elements of some characters. If you are not comfortable with the topic of slavery, racial supremacy/subordination, or even seeing the "n" word...
* Once again these are only opinions from a person you don't even know and probably don't give a crap about. I just hope you enjoy them! * Hey it's me Dirtyjoe again, hope you enjoyed my first rant and if ya didn't well then fuck you! No just kidding, it has been said opinions are like assholes and guess what, I am one...lol! Today I am going to cover som...