As luck would have it, I got hired for a TV show that has been a success. Who would have guessed that a television show about attic junk would draw a big audience? I had worked as a make up and hair style artist for all sorts of small jobs on local TV and for community theater, but only as a part time job. Then I got the call to help with this new program....
Lindsey Malloy shivered and pulled her robe tightly around her body. She wasn't cold. She checked her make-up in the mirror and patted her dirty blonde hair, but she wasn't vain - not really. She was still a good looking woman; the wild locks framed a friendly, heart shaped face. She smoothed lotion on her recently shaved legs - still slim and nicely tapered...
I walked in to a dimly lit room where the windows had been well covered and a few candles were placed here and there. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and I saw what was perhaps the prettiest young blond I had ever seen in my life. There she was, sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a blindfold and nothing else except waves of thick long blond hair...
It was Don and Gabriella's anniversary night. Instead of going out and celebrating with their friends and family, they had decided to stay and home and just be by themselves. Cooking dinner together had always been a treat for them both, and they enjoyed creating a nice meal. He had helped prepare the vegetables and set the table for them, while she prepared...
The Movers: 1 of 3 She sins! It was Friday morning, the day we were moving to Houston. I was cleaning out the fridge when I heard the truck pull up in front of our house. I checked my kitchen clock. It was 8 o'clock. I looked out the front room window. "John, the movers are here." I yelled up the stairs. My husband hurried downstairs and went out the fron...
Franklin Dwyer looked at Jamal James Haywood, and smiled, for he couldn't believe what the six-foot-tall, handsome, athletic and well-dressed African-American businessman just said. The two men had known each other since their halcyon days at the University of Massachusetts in the City of Boston, and had been close friends for ages. In fact, unbeknownst to t...
Last week at a wine tasting some friends and I went to, we meet up with a group of guys celebrating a bachelor party. See my story on this if you want more information. I made a bet with one of the guy's. His name was Steve. The bet between us was that I could take Steve's entire cock into my mouth/throat and let him cum while his cock is in my throat. That...
I spent my whole life being afraid of Black men, and I am proud to say that I'm not afraid anymore. I have one in my life, and we absolutely love each other. As an Afrikaner woman born and raised in the region of Gauteng, Republic of South Africa, knee-jerk fear of Black males is what was expected of me. At least that's how things were in the old days. My...
Arab men hate seeing Arab women with non-Arab males, and these fuckers are racist as hell even though they will deny it until kingdom come. So I know when they see me with my new Haitian-Canadian lover Marcel, they want to tear their eyes out. Makes me shudder with pleasure just thinking about their reaction. The fact that Marcel is a proud Christian with a...
A lot of people, especially men, think marriage is the end of everything. That old ball and chain, and all that jazz. What if I told you it doesn't have to be like this at all? My name is Ayaan Mubarak-Rutherford, and I'm a happily married Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. By day, I'm just a mid-level manager at the corporate offices of th...