Chapter 3: Acknowledgment Dear reader, this is the continued true story of a couple exploring and coming to grips with the realities of interracial sex. * Sometimes it wasn't easy living in two worlds, but I was still loving the experience. Ninety five percent of the time I was a stay at home wife and mom with two kids. In addition to looking after the ki...
I was running a bit late after I'd overslept my alarm clock, my shift at Missy Bee's and the hard riding I got from Leroy must have tired me out more than I thought. I managed to get into work just on time, once there I rang Sarah. "Oh hi Johnny, sorry I mean Tina, wow it's early," Sarah lazily answered. "Hi Sarah, is Marci OK? I can pick her up this eveni...
My first initiation into the liberal culture of improving the Afro-american male integration into society through stress relief programmes such as AMIRAP and the strident feminist-driven attitudes of advancing minorities within society at the expense of the mainstream culture was in early 2000s. I was in my early-20s living in Oklahoma City, let's just say...
I was awakened midday by loud incessant knocking finding an empty bottle of Heineken still in my grasp. I scratched my head planting the bottle on the bedside table, feeling it cranially as the rapping continued. Part of me wondered if I shouldn't get my pistol out of the closet. I was worried it might be my wife's boyfriend looking for a confrontation and t...
This is my last series of stories. Thanks for the people that read my stuff and hollered back. The character Jay is also featured in "The Adventures of Dr Knock-Boots." * Chapter 1: The Emperor's Clothes "What the fuck am I doing here?" Jay asked himself, feeling bored with his work colleagues, a bunch of yuppies, that he was having a drink with. Jay, t...
The story you are about to read includes very explicit reference to sex. If you are not old enough to read this story where you live, or if you object to frank language about sex, please read no further. If, however, you enjoy sexual fantasies and a bit of humor along the way, please read on! +++++++++++++++++++++++++ Hi, my name is Becky, and I live a li...
"Mike. Mike Mike Mike Mike. Guess what day it is?" Paul was on my last nerve. Man I was sick of hearing this shit. Thanks Gieco. Yeah so it was hump day and every other Wednesday I had a one on one with my manager. Shit, typically we talked sports and the kids to be completely honest. I mean it worked for me, work was usually a breeze. So it was off to my...
Desiree was a very different 19 year old girl than most. Most people called her Dez. She was by no means physically perfect, but there was just something about her that got the attention of men, usually black men. Never having been a "petite" girl growing up, she stood about 5 feet, 4 inches tall and was thick in all the right places. Large, round, firm brea...
It was Monday evening, again, and I hurried home from work to get ready for my shift at 'Babes With Asstitude' (BWA). My new Afro-boyfriend, Drake, rang to chat about our new venture as soon-to-be Brothel-keepers and tell me not to work 'too hard' on my shift as a whore at Drake's uncle, Leroy's, place, BWAs! Drake wanted to come over but I said I wouldn't b...
Mira cried her heart out, still laying in the bed; the same bed where she had committed the ultimate sin of adultery. As the sun rose, the high of lust wore off and she realised the gravity of the situation at hand. How was she supposed to face her husband? How was she going to live with this? How could she have done something so terrible? All these questi...