Let's do this, I thought to myself as I knocked on my boyfriend Jean-Bernard Guillot's door. My heart went pitter-patter when the door swung open and a tall, good-looking young Black man greeted me with a smile on his face. I smiled back and gave J.B. a hug and a kiss, then he welcomed me inside his apartment. Time to get this show on the road, I thought. M...
You're going to cum on my face. I want you to. I get down on my knees before you, in a position of degradation where I was never meant to be. I have not healed the wounds of childhood. My young/ancient spirit should have experienced communion with the Higher Power. The sweet surrender to my Father/Mother who art in the heavens, the trees, the ground, the ce...
The First Amendment is not in that order by coincident. And that it covers speech (the amendment was delivered by Madison in written form), as the spoken and written word, assembly, religion, press, and petition also are important to remember. These were the very first consideration by Madison perhaps because they are the only way to effectively control the...
Most of humanity goes around on their day to day lives. They work, they pay their taxes, and every once and while they vote for people who they think will make a difference. Of course, some theorists believe that there is a hidden world that they cannot see. Far from being insane, these people know the truth... just not all of it. The true elite of the world...
Annie chided herself on driving into the backwoods so late. It was the last antique shop. The crib, rocker, the canopy bed was just perfect. She had already figured out which client would pay top dollar. It was the thrill of the hunt. Driving along the road she looked as she saw the dusk come in wrapping her deeply inside of it. She loved her cabin no phone,...
Wellllllll, this story took a bit of a surprise turn for me. I didn't see it coming. But I do have my box of tissues handy... for both my erotic writing and the sad stuff I write too. I will admit to you (my few followers-internet-friends) that I do tend to cry when my fictional characters die. Hey, don't judge. I have a soft heart. It's why I can't read bad...
Capitulus 1V (Chapter 04) Painful death in the Arena "Sit down, Cherl. We have something unpleasant to tell you." Zhanet's words cause her instant distress. Zhanet is sitting with Claude, Steev, and a Roman soldier she has never seen before. Cherl's heart is in her mouth. What can be so terrible that a soldier is present? "I won't sugar coat this. Cherl,...
Over the weekend I visited an old friend in Philadelphia. She goes to a small liberal arts school there, and lives with three of her classmates. In all, there's Jenn (my friend), Quinn, Rebecca and Tati. Jenn warned me before I left Brooklyn that her roommates were rather liberated women, which after a bit of questioning turned out to mean often naked. That'...
As Salam Alaikum, my people. The name is Steve "Suleiman" Fleur, and I'm a big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Hull, Quebec. I'm an accounting student at the Hull campus of the University of Quebec, and lately, life has been throwing a lot of hurdles my way. No bed of roses, that's for damn sure. Might as well tell you about...
The next morning I was awoken by a loud banging on the front door. "Alright I'm coming, I'm coming," I called groggily before stomping down the hallway. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit me in the face and I was tempted to ignore whoever it was that was so rudely banging on my door. But instead, I fumbled with the lock on the door and finally got it...