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How to End Racism Forever

Brother Samuel here. A name that should require no introduction at this point. Your favorite big and tall, good-looking and openly bisexual Haitian-American author, law student and activist living near Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes, I wonder why people simply can’t leave well enough alone. Why must they try to fix things that don’t need fixing? Don’t fix anything that’s not broken. Why do idiotic people get their cats and dogs neutered when the animals were perfectly fine the way they were?...

Why Racism Will Never Die

Angry White Person Syndrome. It’s the most widespread virus in the United States of America. I see it all the time. White women and White men don’t like having so-called ethnic minorities around. Especially those of us they see as ‘not knowing our place’. The person of color, whether Black, Hispanic, Asian or Middle-Eastern, who works hard and achieves things. Success and wealth are considered a White person’s territory. They don’t like to see non-Whites encroaching on their territory. That’s...

Racism Among White Women

My name is Lucien Shay. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life just couldn’t be better. Everybody is whining about The Recession but I’m doing alright. In May 2008, I earned my bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice from UMass-Boston. And I got hired by the Boston Metropolitan Sheriff’sBlack male student confronts racist women on campus. Department as a Corrections Officer. The pay is okay. I’m just glad I got...

Black Man Defeats White Racism

The name is Katelyn Roark. I’m a six-foot-one, busty and heavyset, deliciously big-bottomed Irishwoman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I’m a district attorney with the Brockton City Prosecutor’s Office. Just another straight-laced White female professional in a conservative business suit. That’s me. All day, I’m prim and proper. When night comes, I become something else entirely. Basically, I cut loose in the night hours. Like many women in today’s world, I lead a double...

Brady Comes Out

April 2029, Winnisimmet, MA Identical twins Chance and Brady Carter were bouncing off of the walls as it was April vacation and the two were free from school for the week. They would have 10 days with friends and family as they enjoyed trips to visit their cousins in Endicott to swim in their pool as well as visit their unofficial ones around Winnisimmet. It was a typical week for the twins, one they experienced many times before. The two had big reasons for being free from school:...

Black Canadians Truths And Lies

These days, I feel so damn tired of all the crap I’ve got to deal with. Life in Canada sucks, man. Brother Samuel here. I’m here for Grad School at Carleton University, having left my beloved city of Brockton, Massachusetts, far behind. I can’t stand the city of Ottawa, Ontario. The capital of Canada is as small as the minds of the men and women who inhabit it. If you think Americans are bigoted, wait till you meet Canadians. I feel that Canada is one of the most racist countries on the...

Out of the trailer she goes

On a hot and humid summer weekend in small a Oklahoma city, Gen would get up and get ready for her court date. Being poor and having a short temper, Gen had managed to get in trouble at her job for punching a guy in the face. Gen worked as a stripper in the most popular strip club in the city and she was one of the most attractive women there. Even though Gen made some money working as a stripper, she also worked as a waitress and, at times, even an escort to make enough. Gen was a tall...

The Unseen Truth

This is a story about life. Not everyone’s life, just the life of a few people growing up and having problems. It is not our responsibility to judge one on their skin tone but it is out there. This story deals about racism, a problem that plagues our country and many others. It is completely false, yet at the same time the most honest and true thing you might ever read. I am warning you this now. It is violent, it is gory, it might shock and offend you. But then again, I am not concerned. It is...

Pride and Prejudice

Pride and Prejudice By Cassandra Morgan The lanky man in the tweed coat moved in front of the classroom with a purpose. He had a stick of chalk in his right hand, but he wasn't writing anything. Instead, he was using it as a pointer to emphasize his speech. He moved quickly from one side of the room to the other, his voice rising and falling, his hands gesturing widely. He was part preacher, part poet as he worked the room, his eyes locking on this student and that one in front of...

The Pregnant Bride

[ This is dedicated to Alicia and Oscar, who in January will become husband and wife, but by then Alicia will already be pregnant---but, not by Oscar, but by a young African immigrant by the name of Ahmed! This is the sort of 'interracial' cuckolding that is becoming more and more common as the 21st Century goes on. Alicia and Oscar are merely one of many such young white couples who seek to do something truly significant in the fight against the centuries of racism that has plagued our world...

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[ For a good friend, and fellow cuckold....enjoy! ]White at work, whenever I could, I kept checking my phone for messages from my wife, Mara. We were in the initial planning stages of what we were hoping would be our second interracial breeding 'vacation in October to Morocco (to the sea-side city of Agadir, to be precise). We were in contact with one African man by the name of Jamal; a 42 year old construction worker originally from the Democratic Republic of Congo, but living and working in...

Black Couple s Unique Unity

My name is Cynthia Wilson. And I’m the whitest black chick you’ve ever met. Tall, slender, brown-skinned and green-eyed. The daughter of a biracial businessman and an African-American supermodel. I was born into wealth and privilege, and I’m sorry to say that I was quite stuck-up because of that. Also, I was one of those privileged black women who looked down upon the less fortunate. Lots of rich black men and rich black women look down on poor black people. It’s not just white women and white...

Diary Of A Hijabi Slut Ch 03

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 it. I hear that confession is good for the soul. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and raised in Quebec. My parents...

Family Connections

[ Warning! If the topic of interracial sex offends you...DON'T READ ANY FURTHER. Thanks. ] I was on my way to meet two white married couples who had chosen to have interracial offspring, instead of their husbands fathering them. I'd been trying to arrange such a meeting for about three months. However, at first, these two couples were unsure if I was trustworthy, and I understood that perfectly well, and so I tried my very best to gain their trust; and eventually, I did. Then, at the last...

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So you want to be a cuckold?Here's the good news: YOUR WIFE WANTS TO CHEAT ON YOU.How do I know? Because your wife is a human being and it's a biological fact that human beings are wired to desire a variety and multiplicity of sexual partners. This includes your wife.But let's back up and talk about you, the would-be cuckold. I suspect that the biggest obstacle between you and the realization of your dream is your own shame and social conditioning. One of the things that makes the cuckold...

Dear Hate

I write things. Poetic things that have deep symbolic and metaphorical meaning, that express the truth in what is going on in the world around you.Things that are easier to manage when seen in a different light. Why? Well, I like to. But today, I wanted to take a different approach, and offer a wake up call by someone who matters very little in the larger scheme of whatever we're doing in this life. This has been brewing in my head for quite some time, and the narcissistic storm of racist...

A Fresh StartChapter 142 Intelligence

Monday, September 24, 2001 The funeral was finished by Thursday afternoon. Laura and the girls officially moved out on Friday. I needed to take a few days off myself. Marilyn and I flew back to Hereford on Thursday for a long weekend. In the meantime, the White House Chief Usher, the head of the residence staff, would coordinate getting the Bush’s belongings out of the place and out of Camp David, and getting our stuff moved over from the Naval Observatory. We would officially move in Monday...

Senior Year Part IChapter 9 Dessert First

Tuesday September 27 When I returned from my run, I saw that Paul was already here. Chuck hadn’t figured out that if he came early, my mom would feed him breakfast. Both Paul and Fritz seemed to take full advantage of the arrangement. I found Mom making stuffed French toast, one of my favorites. “Morning,” she said as she handed me a plate. “What’s your plan for the day?” “After football, I’m going to Granny’s West and help Tracy shoot her video blog. I’ll grab dinner there.” “I’ll tell...

Black People Rule This Planet

Samuel Xavier here. A big and tall, openly bisexual Black male college graduate and urban fiction writer living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I’ve lived in America for almost a decade, having moved here from the Republic of Haiti in the early 2000s. My history with America has been one of love and hate. A very complicated history. And that’s what today’s tale is all about. America is the land of the free. It’s also a land where Middle-Eastern people get harassed simply because...

Black Man Marries Arab Woman Ch 05

Hey, there. The name is Charleston Winston. A tall young Black man living in the City of Hartford, Connecticut. I am a student at Hartford University, and I am happily married to Fathiyah Al-Fatah Winston, a beautiful young Arab woman whom I met at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My lady converted to Christianity from Islam in order to marry me. Her family is still mad as hell and they want us dead. Her father is currently incarcerated at Kingston Penitentiary in...

Haitians in North America

The name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who has lived in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for a decade. I’m heading to Canada in a few days. I’ll stop by Buffalo first to get some things squared away. I’m glad to be leaving the city of Brockton. My once-beloved city has begun to disgust me. The racism of the city’s white men and white women, especially the civil servants ( librarians, police officers and teachers) is appalling. Also...

How I Became a Slave to Black Cock

My first few weeks at the school were fairly normal (crazy and hectic). The other teachers, mostly attractive white women from their late 20s to mid 40s, treated me with respect. It was a feeling out period on a number of different levels. They wanted to see how I taught, how I could control the kids, and surreptitiously whether or not I would fit into their environment sexually. Questions I found a little weird became much more obvious after my introduction. “So…you’re married,...

How I Became a Slave to Black Cock

Introduction: Warning: This story contains extreme racial themes and dialog. Please avoid if you are sensitive or easily offended. If you have any constructive or detailed comments, please message me. XOXO Kim F I am a first year teacher at a poor urban school. The administration is unsupportive, the kids are delinquents, their parents dont care, and Im started to get burned out with teaching. Despite the insanity of working at this school, nothing has surprised me more than my white, middle...

Thoughts From Club Med Morocco

[ For my very good friends A&T. This one's for you (again), and anyone else who finds the cuckold/interracial lifestyle an appealing one. ]It felt good to masturbate. It always did. Though perhaps difficult to explain to someone else, I preferred masturbating to having intercourse. This was not new. Before I had ever met Mara and we began dating (and later when we got married) masturbation was my primary preference for sexual release, instead of intercourse. There were various factors for...

Amanda

manda Deacon was a married, white woman in her mid-twenties. Twenty-six, to be exact. She had a very nice body and firm ass, too good belonging to a married woman. A natural dark blonde woman, she was a head turner and would grab attention of any polite, white man if not for her wedding band. To aggressive black men, it did not matter. And Amanda was accustomed and very comfortable with black men, thanks to a progressive program sanctioned by The Black Power Movement.She, like her husband,...

Michelle and Akeema s Dark Journey

Michelle and Akeema’s Dark Journey Part 1By Shabbadew2002Contact me @ [email protected]:This story starts off slow, but keep reading. If you enjoy the sexual humiliation of women you will get off on this tale. It might also be described as ?politically incorrect?. It features the sexual abuse and degradation of black women. The ?N? word, and other offensive racial terms are used. This, in no way, reflects the values of the author who, in reality, disapproves of such language. This...

The Price of Neglect Part 4

[ Another one for Megan! :-) ]For Cindy, sex with Willis (the black man that lived next door to her mothers house, where she was visiting) was totally unlike any sort of sex she'd ever had in her entire life---and that definitely, very definitely included the sex she had had with her husband. Compared to Willis, her husbands cock (or rather, 'penis', which was more indicative than the word 'cock')---well, there actually was no comparison between the two!But her husband had never been great in...

The Pregnant Bride Part 3 Oscar s Story

[ For Oscar and Alicia, and for their exciting decision to fight racism in the most effective, and definitive way possible---through choosing to promote the birth of more interracial (African) offspring, and fewer (if any) Caucasian offspring. Possibly the only truly substantive thing left in the struggle to end the pernicious concept of 'white supremacy' (racism)! ]It's now confirmed! My girlfriend, and soon-to-be wife (this February), is pregnant! The life growing inside of her is the fruit...

Independent CommandChapter 3 Month 75 Building a Family

"I will protect you from all around you" - Phil Collins That night when I got back to our quarters, Hannah greeted me at the hatch, completely naked and smelling, well, ready. Okay, this is good, but she generally only does that when she's in trouble and wants to get out of it, or when she wants a favor. And, I don't think she's in trouble. "Hi, honey, you're looking good today!" She gave me a really good full-contact hug and kissed my neck. "I've talked it over with the girls....

Why Black Men Crave Black Women

I love big Black women. I’ve been addicted to big beautiful Black ladies ever since I could remember. I’ve been collecting videos and magazines specifically geared to my unique interest for ages. My name is Jackson LeBrun. I’m twenty seven years old and I’m a Canadian man of Haitian descent who’s strongly attracted to Black women. I’m addicted to the Black ladies and I don’t want to be cured. I love what my fascination makes me. A Black female worshiper. A six-foot-three, lean and muscular...

Note To Black Women White Men

Dear Black woman, I want you to know this. I’m in love with you. I think I’m in love with you. I want to be in love with you. Am I in love with you? Can I love you? Can you love me? I don’t know. So many questions. Who am I? I’m the Brother with the Ivy League MBA who’s leading a Fortune Five Hundred company into the twenty-first century. I’m the Brother who’s smiling at you on the bus while wearing my Sean John’s. I’m the Brother sitting in class at our town’s community college, making goo-goo...

A Celebration of Black Power

The name is Damon Edwards. A tall, good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. And I’m surrounded by the fakest people on the planet. They’re everywhere I go. At the library. At school. At church. At the Westgate Mall. Like I said, they’re everywhere I go. Must be something in the water or something. As a brother who’s keeping it real, it’s getting increasingly hard to live. I try not to let these haters get to me, but there are too many of them. And they try too...

Black And Male in Canada

The name is Stephen Joseph Magloire. My friends call me Stevie. I’m a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, province of Ontario. I recently moved there from the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I find myself missing my old hometown of Brockton more and more. There is no city like the city of champions, folks. You see, I don’t like Canada. And I am really pissed that they beat the U.S. in Men’s and Women’s Hockey in the 2010 Olympics. If we had beaten...

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White girls do not change, even christian church girls. He also noted that her inexperience couldn't be any more obvious. She continually watched him as she displayed herself, seeking evidence of his interest in her with quick glances at his crotch. Now not wearing the protection of her blue checked shirt, she flaunted her 34C breasts, already swelled with excitement, pulling her shoulders back and allowing her taut, deep pink teats to press against the thin material of her half cup bra...

The Home Tutor

Three days ago I was submitting my paper on Youth Education, the path that was a head of me on that day was endless. My tutor took the paper an gave me a little wink, telling me that if my paper was anything like my ass he couldn't wait to get into it. With out a second thought, I slapped him. Maybe it was the stress of the work, the paper I'd written, or something. But my slap left a hand mark on his face for hours. He told the University that it wasn't what he said. Saying if my paper...

Tera s Awakening No Going Back

I had found a good engineering job right out of college and we had a decent life. It was the typical American life, lived in the suburbs, kids went to good schools, played sports and Tera was a typical soccer mom. Then one day we looked up and our last kid was graduating college and leaving for a job in another city. We had become "Empty Nesters" at 43! Being in excellent health and happy, I thought, this is our time to enjoy life! I had always been extremely happy with our sex life and...

Laura s First BBC Part Two

Janet called David and Laura a couple of hours later to inform them that she'd spoken with Francis (the black guy she had told them about earlier), and they he was free to meet with them. She suggested a particular day and time. Laura and David found that to work perfectly for them."Oh good," Janet said. "You are going to love Francis!""I'm excited," Laura said."How's David? He's still on-board with this?" Janet asked."Oh yes!" Laura replied. "I think he's just as excited about this as I...

Coming To Terms

[ Inspired by my friends A & T! ]My father, that is, my biological father, lives in Zambia. He has two wives, and I have nine half-brothers and sisters, too. When I was very little, I never gave it much thought that the man my mother was married to was white, whereas I was obviously not. They were just my parents; but then, slowly, but surely, it began to dawn on me that the man that my mother was married to was not my biological father. So then, I began to wonder, who was my actual father?...

A Wannabe Cuckold

Jimmy sat in front of his lap top watching yet another interracial porn video, one of probably several hundred he'd already watched, stroking his small, but erect cock, with that growing sensation of both envy, at the sight of such a massive cock as these black guys always seemed to have, and exhilaration at seeing them entering the depths of such attractive white women; he seemed to never grow tired of seeing such things.Of course, none of his friends, or his family, knew of his secret...

The Confusion of The Bull

Many people on this site will be up in arms about what they are about to read but I thought I'd piss on some of them, in the figurative sense... ***If you are sensitive about the race issue, do not read any further!The people who control the resources on the planet also control what we consume through media, education and social indoctrination. With this control they begin to make impressions on our mind. These impressions are highly sexual and we all succumb to some of them.Just approaching...

The Confusion of the Bull

Many people on this site will be up in arms about what they are about to read but I thought I'd piss on some of them, in the figurative sense... ***If you are sensitive about the race issue, do not read any further!The people who control the resources on the planet also control what we consume through media, education and social indoctrination. With this control they begin to make impressions on our mind. These impressions are highly sexual and we all succumb to some of them.Just approaching...

The Dark Side Complete Story

For those who are true AfroerotiK fans and keenly observant, they will realize that this story is a sequel to the Dominant Black Tales story. For those who are not as versed in my erotic tales, they can read the story of Bryan and his wife Rebecca in Dominant Black Tales. Everyone thinks that what they believe is right. It’s the mind’s self-preservation response. Most people aren’t self-aware enough to know what they believe or how they came to believe what they do or if their beliefs are...

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KINK - Racial fetishism: Bondage Discipline Sadism Masochism/BDSMRaceplay & Racial Humiliation - Taboo - Interracial domination/submission - Physical/Psychological DegradationThe Turn On: Race play is considered on the edge of edgy sex. There are about as many ways to engage in BDSM as there are theories for why it arouses. It’s consensual and erotic. People find it erotic to act like they have complete control over another person (or pretending that they give up control). It also has its ...

Cindy Plus Two

[ For Megan's mom...The adventure is just beginning! ]As Cindy arrived at the hotel, she felt excited. She had that curious 'butterfly' feeling in her stomach as she checked in. She loved the feeling. It made her feel like some sort of schoolgirl getting ready to meet her first-ever date. She hadn't felt that in a long time, and she relished it.Her phone buzzed as she was getting ready to take the elevator up to her room. It was from Darrell, one of the black men Cindy had met when Willis and...

Opposites Can Attract

It was Friday afternoon in early September and Josh Kretschmer was sitting at his desk working on a robot for one of his classes. This one had been giving him problems because the gearing wasn’t done right and he was tired of pissing with it; so, he was taking it apart to rebuild it with gears that he was in the process of 3-D printing. Josh was a third-year engineering student at Purdue University and one of the best robotic engineers the school had ever seen. In fact, he would be graduating...

Spelled Racist

The Lead Up My father is a terrific specialist in his field of oil drilling. But his racism has always gotten him into trouble. And even worse he dragged me and my younger brother with him. He infused us with his ideas for so long that we were also racists. Even my mother didn't like people of other races that much. But she worked quite well enough with most of them. Things changed a little a while ago, my dad's employer had enough of his racism and sent him to Louisiana, to New Orleans to...

The Dark Side

Everyone thinks that what they believe is right. It's the mind's self-preservation response. Most people aren't self-aware enough to know what they believe or how they came to believe what they do or if their beliefs are based in truth or not, however, so they fight, argue, and debate things without considering that their core beliefs might be flawed or wrong. People's beliefs about religion, sex, politics, and race are so deeply entrenched, so inherent to a person's identity; they just...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 5 MichelleChapter 37 Christmas 1991

December 23, 1991, Chicago, Illinois “You should go talk to Doctor Swanson,” Jessica said. “She’s in internal medicine. The brunette there with short hair.” “Dark blue dress?” “That’s her! She’s really sweet, and just came out of a bad relationship. She’s NOT looking for a new guy or a hookup or anything like that. But I think she could use a friend.” “I’ll give it a try,” I said. I walked over to the buffet table where Doctor Swanson was standing. “What looks good?” I asked. “At a...

Australian StoryChapter 7 Investigations

Indoor cricket was good; it was his dad's work team, and for this weekend they were a player short. Chris hadn't played it very often, and he was reminded that it was quite a bit different to proper cricket. Indoor cricket is quick and dirty, in contrast to the technique and patience his coach had been working on with him for a couple of months. It was nice to spend some time with his dad though. They partnered each other, and other than Chris running into his dad once they did...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 245

Three women, two younger, and one senior citizen, were sitting naked in a sauna. Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The young woman pressed her forearm and the beep stopped. The others looked at her questioningly. 'that was my pager, ' she said. 'I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.' A few minutes later, a phone rang. The second young woman lifted her palm to her ear... When she finished, she explained, 'that was my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand.' the older...

Hair of the DogChapter 5

We browsed through quite a few books before Shiraz asked me, point-blank, “So, any of these books worth buying? I can buy you quite a few if you wish. Remember, I’m rich as Croesus. Let me be your sugar mama today.” “That is very generous of you, but what did you want in return?” I asked her curiously. “Hey, your money is mine, mine is yours. We’re married now, remember? It’s all community property, anyway. I want what I always want. Your dick. Your arms. Your mouth. Your tongue. Your ass....

Apocalypse BluesChapter 17

“The road to Baltimore is hopefully nice and boring, but I fear that it won’t be. Nobody mentioned anything about the open countryside, though if we stick to I-70, that should be less of a worry, if not entirely nonexistent. I suppose that it could just be my worrywart nature or a little hillbilly superstition, or else the fact that the trek has gradually, but steadily grown more dangerous for us. I guess that we’ll find out soon enough, one way or the other. I just don’t like surprises, you...

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Jane stood outside of the apartment that her handler had brought her to dressed in her middle schoolgirl uniform. Even when she was in middle school, she had felt that the uniform was too revealing but because of the peer pressure from the other girls, she had worn the sexy clothes which showed so much thigh and had her tits bursting out of her blouse. However, since then her legs were even longer and her tits had blossomed and her body was almost exploding out of the clothes. She had been...

Trust Fall Ch 06

Trust Fall Book One of The Trust Trilogy Tess Quince Chapter Six HE’S GONE. BEN SHEPPARD IS gone. Danny’s side of the bed is empty. The house has a vacant quiet to it. I’m sad and a little angry until I see a note on my nightstand next to a glass of orange juice. It’s a single piece of paper tented with a fold. Written on the side facing me is my name. ‘Tess’ is written in that precise script of his with a fine point blue pen. The way he crossed the T of my name and the angle of the two Ss...

Ethiopian Girls For Haitian Boyz

After a hard day at her job with the Maxwell Insurance Company in downtown Toronto, executive Eldana Melenik comes home, and gets the surprise of a lifetime. Lying on the living room floor, completely naked, is her Haitian husband, Ontario Provincial Police officer Paul Augustine. The young Ethiopian woman smiled when she saw her hubby face down and ass up, waiting for her. Smiling, she wishes him a good afternoon. Grinning, her favorite big and tall Black hunk tells her that he’s lubed up and...

Love Blind

“I can’t believe this kind of shit still happens in 2016,” Lily said, exasperated. Her husband, Leon, just looked at the racial slur spray painted across their mailbox and shook his head. Lily had noticed it after her run. The blonde white woman stood, sweating and pink in a blue sports bra and multi-colored tight running pants with her iPhone sticking out from between the fabric and the skin of her hip. The red cord of her ear buds was snaking across her stomach and up to her head. For a...

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It's no secret that the world is a divided place. Humans organize themselves into classes, nationalities, and races. Once the teams are set, the battle begins. Humans have been at war for one reason or another almost our entire history. Historians estimate that of the thirty-four hundred years man has been writing shit down, he has only been at peace for two hundred and sixty-eight of them. That's a paltry eight percent of recorded human history.Porn: Where Hate has No HomeThose aren't great...

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The Ascent of Black People

My name is Stefan Cherenfant. A big and tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian origin living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Friends call me K.B. for short. I don’t mind. We all seem to acquire nicknames at some point in our lives. Not much we can do about it. Anyhow, I was home from school during Christmas Break. This is the tale of how I had myself some fun in the City of Champions from the last days of December 2008 to mid-January 2009. Let’s just say that I explored the...

Why I Love Black American Women

Okay, here goes nothing. African-American guys like myself have a certain image in the eyes of the world. We’re thought of as tougher, meaner and more athletic than the average guy. Also, people seem to think we gravitate toward either athletic pursuits or criminal endeavors, and nothing in between. Neither is exactly true for most Black men living in the United States of America. Just to prove to you how untrue these stereotypes are, take me for example. My name is Arnold Thompson. And I’m a...

Minorities Rule Tomorrow s America

The world is such a strange place. Seriously. Human beings simply can’t seem to get along. And nowhere are human relations as complicated as they are within the United States of America. Diversity exists here, or so they say. In America, you see such a mix of people. And power changes hands more often here than anywhere else. Where else could you see the wonders and the horrors that I have seen? My name is Steve. A six-foot-one, big and bulky, openly bisexual Black male college graduate and...

Meet The Haitian Goddess

The sun rose over the town of Quartier Morin, about thirty miles from the major City of Cap-Haitien in North Haiti. It found Sebastien Renard in bed, sulking. The big and tall young Black man stirred restlessly. Another sleepless night. For the thousandth time he wondered what could have possessed his father, Boston Police sergeant Ernest Renard had left him stranded in this backwards town. Seriously. Sebastien didn’t feel like he belonged there at all. Of course, his grandmother Cecilia, the...

Haitian Man Conquers Canada

My name is Samuel Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Canada. I’m twenty four years old, and hold a degree in Criminal Justice from the University of Massachusetts in Boston. I miss my old hometown of Brockton, Massachusetts. It’s the most diverse town in the world. A place where African-Americans, Asians, Hispanics and Middle-Easterners can all feel at home. People of color make up fifty two percent of the city’s one-hundred-thousand-person...

A Black Woman Rejects Feminism

Sometimes, the arrogance of some people simply astounds me. Seriously. I think some White people, especially certain White women, were born with a sense of entitlement. They feel as though the world is theirs. Not because they’ve earned it but simply because of their skin color. And many of them think Black men and Black women, and all other so-called minorities were put on this planet to serve them. That we’re somehow genetically inferior. That’s why they depicted President Barack Obama as a...

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The power of anger is something no one should underestimate. It grabs hold of you and won’t let go. And it affects you long after the feeling has abated. Whether you’re male or female, Black or White, Straight, Bisexual or Gay. Trust me. This is something I learned the hard way. My name is Bernard Lamont. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Toronto, Ontario. I’m a student at the University of Toronto, majoring in Criminal Justice. Oh, and I’m Bisexual. Life sucks...

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there was what looked like a jail cell-style toilet, a drain in the center and sorta weirdly a king-sized four poster bed – quite feminine in its appearance: frilly and fluffy pink pillows and quilt The last thing I remembered was smoking from a pipe with Danell and Donnell McPhillips ,twin brothers I knew from school. And drinking a coke they had told me had a little rum in it. We had become friendly in a kind of a weird way. They were juniors and varsity football players -all...

Black Man Rejects White Women

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Dave left the lock on the penthouse door snipped open, so he didn’t have run and open it for Sally each time she came up with the food. Fifteen minutes after he had called downstairs, she pushed her way through the door, carrying a tray with the starters. She put them down and slipped off a thin white cotton housecoat, revealing her maid's outfit.“Christ! Sally, you can’t wear that, you’ll have the men grabbing at you all night..… Did Trish pick that?”“No, it's what I chose, I don’t want...

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A Night Out with Monica

I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town’s name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street. It’s fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...

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Exquisite Exhilaration

[ For A & T, in anticipation of their very first, and hopefully not their last, African inseminated c***d. ]Mara's pregnant belly was so very smooth, yet firm; and I leaned over and kissed it, savoring as I did the warmth of her young flesh, and the tiny pale hairs that caught the light from the bedside table lamp that covered it. I also breathed in the special smell Mara's skin always had---her bodies natural aroma, and as I breathed it in, my cock was stiff and erect, and pushing against...

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I Turn Out White Bois Blacken

Proceed ONLY if you want to hear about Me, and other Black men, putting "straight" white boys into female roles, and fucking them like bitches. That is what I do, and is what I am about!!! Both here, and in my private life. If you continue, you are going to read about how "straight" upstanding suburban white boys, find themselves naked, exposed, fondled, feminized, and fucked ...savagely by REAL MEN... BLACK MEN!!! Again. if this is NOT something you can stand, you should stop reading, because...

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his is a story about Miles and Amanda Deacon, a progressive, white married couple who wanted to make a difference in race relations. After numerous visits to "Harmony" meetings hosted by the local chapter of the Black Power Movement, the Deacon's were urged to "take the next step" in advancing social change and helping the black race. Hesitating at first, the couple relented to the pressure from Zara Snow, a representative of the Atonement and Reparation Committee of the BPM. Not wanting to...

Out Of Afrika Chapter 21

Out of AfrikaA Fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi******Chapter 21Oscar Botha, the Chief Executive Officer of Rhino Industries, headquartered in Hawksville in the U.S. was exhausted after his busy trip to the U.K. and Europe. This was not like him, normally such a schedule would not have tired him but he conceded to himself that, maybe, he was no longer the young man who came to America all those years ago. He had not lost the love of the 'cut and thrust'...

Cuckolded by the Black Power Movement

A progressive couple make the ultimate sacrifice and meet social justice warriors' price for their trust from a black supremacy organization.This is a story about Miles and Amanda Deacon, a progressive, white married couple who wanted to make a difference in race relations. After numerous visits to "Harmony" meetings hosted by the local chapter of the Black Power Movement, the Deacon's were urged to "take the next step" in advancing social change and helping the black race. Hesitating at first,...

A Night Out with Monica

I stepped out of the station with my colleague Monica. The tagline under the town's name read: the birthplace of the industrial revolution. I felt like I was walking into a history lesson. Monica glanced at her smartphone then pointed down a desolate high street.It's fair to say I never like working away, especially in towns like this. northern and industrial. As we began to walk I looked around me at the neo-classical architecture. It would have been an impressive introduction, but the shop...

whites Becoming Black Owned Pig Properties

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White Farmers in The South Africa Visit

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Clinton By Cal Y. Pygia "How many inches?" she asked. "Twelve," he said. "Really?" "Really." "If you're lying, you're just wasting your time." And mine, she thought. "I'm not." "Okay, then. It's a date." Tiffany hoped the jerk was telling the truth. In her experience, men often lied about the size of their dicks, and she liked her cocks big-- and Black. Supposedly, Clinton, her latest client, was both. She'd see soon enough, she...

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