Our second encounter I was ready, eager if you will. I felt like a school girl waiting to go on her first date, except for that fact that I had bad intentions. We met up in the parking lot and I couldn't wipe the grin off my face. We both embraced like we hadn't seen in other in months. We had a mission to accomplish but I didn't want to leave his arms. We...
"Alright, Shazia, sign up some more clients for Mastercards, then we can talk about getting you more hours," said my manager, Rod Carling, as we stood in front of the Super Center. Dude had gone outside for a cigarette break, and I apparently caught him in a bad mood. Actually, that's not accurate. Rod is honestly kind of a dick. A lot of the minority women...
I have known Tressa since the 6th grade and was surprised to find out that she moved into the house across the street from me. Although we were never more than acquaintances for most of those years, at 35 it seemed like we were best friends. Tressa is stunning for a woman her age looking at least ten years younger with the energy to match. Since her divorce...
Author's Notes: This is a piece of Raceplay themed erotica I wrote based on a real life experience I had a few years ago. This is purely role play and fantasy. As a black woman, I do not support racist views or racist ideology. Serious emphasis on the PLAY in raceplay. I understand that this fetish is taboo to many but I would never kink shame someone for wh...
Epilogue "Well done Boy. That was lovely. Now it's My turn. Get on your knees. You are going to get fucked." That was what She had said to him before She took him. Before She finally violated him in the way he had been saving himself for. Before She took his anal virginity and sealed their bond. Now as he curled in Her lap and She kissed him and told him...
So by June of 2012, I had become quite a frequent user of the Craiglist personals section in the Chicago area. I'd had a few encounters, most satisfactory, others not so much. But today I was on my period and contemplating my next move. I knew I wanted to cum and that pleasuring myself just wasn't going to do it for me. So I placed an ad stating my current p...
It was one of those lovely spring mornings when the sun's warm rays dance through the windowpanes and bathe the room with cheerful sentiments. I, having all my housework done, decided to go for a jog around the block. I hadn't run far when I noticed a sign that read 'Garage Sale'. I have always enjoyed the thrill of finding something really nice and getting...
I want to share her with other men. Those men will need to be black. That can be... misinterpreted? Offensive, even? And it can also seem rather selfish; if it's something that I am doing for her as much as for me then how can I make a demand of her like that? First I'll discuss the black thing. I explained that I think I fall closer to the straight spectru...
1970 seemed to Sid the year that the excitement had ended. The mini skirt had turned to the dull maxi skirt, free love replaced by Mary Whitehouse and even the cars looked dull and unimaginative in design. They were like blue or silver cigarette cases on wheels. The sixties had been great, full of taboo breaking sex, brilliant music, and rebellion against...
There's only one person in the whole world who really gets me the way you do. I never knew about this part of myself that was missing. I felt so incomplete my whole life. I knew there was something more I was wanting out of life and I couldn't figure out what it was... until you showed me. It was this. This thing we have between us. The thing that we ca...