Larry Sparks stood on the deck and let the ocean breeze waft over his face, gentle as a lover's caress. His wife of less than 12 hours was sound asleep in the bedroom and his heart felt as if it was going to burst through his chest. He had loved Colette for so long, it seemed like forever and now she was finally his wife. Everyone had been so happy for him,...
Marla sat behind the wheel of her BMW SUV. Next to her was a gym bag full of money. She was terrified of what was going to happen. She had begged Tyrone to come with her for the drop-off, but he refused. Dante had said to come alone, and Tyrone knew that he would have people watching. He didn't want to do anything to provoke Dante. Tyrone also said he would...
Do Black swingers and Black cuckolds exist? Do Black women experiment sexually outside their marriage with their man's consent? Can bisexual Black men be faithful to Black women? They sure can, ladies and gentlemen. Want to know how I know? I'm married to one. My name is Avaline "Ava" Nestor and I'm a young Black woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario....
“Start yakking, Mack. Who are you and what were you doing in that tree?” This came from thug number one. Moe brushed off the bark from his hands and straightened his jacket. Thug number two chimed in. “Maybe he’s a pussy, Al. Pussies like to climb trees.” Thug number one, Al, was middle-aged, thin-faced, and wore a permanently tired expression. He wasn’...
A Few Good Reasons to Share Sexual Fantasies Hi! My name is Bianca. I'm sorry to send you this chain letter, but I didn't want what happened to me to happen to you. Three months ago I received this letter for the first time. I thought what you are probably thinking now – it's a hoax. So I ignored it. But I found out the hard way – this is for REAL! Within...
I sat on the train, my nose buried in a book, my body cloaked in every warm item that scattered the floor of my room that morning. The Chicago weather had just turned rigidly cold, a cold that had slipped my memory with all the hot summer fun of the previous year. Once again, it was time to bundle myself to bare the frigid Midwestern air that blew from Lake...
Take a look at Sholonda Brown. She's one of my favorite young thug bitches. You've seen them before. Those tough black bitches from the hood. Lately, I've been having so much fun with her it's not even funny. Who am I? Ripley Jackson Brakes. A tall, good-looking black man living in the beautiful and sometimes dangerous city of Boston. Way down in Southeaster...
Tales from the City: Ernie's Diner My name is Daniel Archer. I am an ex-police officer from a small southern town. I moved to the city after leaving the force. I live in an apartment that is just around the corner from Ernie's Diner I've been going Ernie's for about three years now. I sit in the same booth, the one in the back corner, usually working on a c...
Chapter 5 - Life Lessons As a top predator, Minx had a highly developed killer instinct. Toying with one's prey is all well and good, in fact often quite delightful, but in the end there must be an end. The prey must be brought down, the decisive blow struck. When the coup-de-grace arrived, it should come without hesitation or mercy. Minx believed that sh...
The dark street was lit with sharp blue and white flashes as an undercover cop car screeched to a halt. The group of hoods scattered, the tall, blonde leader dropping the girl he was dragging by the hair. "Freeze! Police!" the cop began to chase after the youths his gun drawn, leaving behind the bleeding, sobbing girl to curl into a tight ball on the broke...