Black. Lesbian. Writer.

I wonder how she would react if I pressed my lips against hers. Would she close her eyes? How would her lips feel? Would they melt against mine? Would they part to allow me entry? How would she taste? Would she pull my body against hers? Would she wrap her arms around me? Would she grab me by my hips? What would she do if I tangled my hands in her locs? How would she feel if I held her lips hostage until she was breathless? Would her temperature rise? Would her pussy ache? Would she get wet? Would this … *Read the rest

I didn’t want to be here. Every look I gave her expressed my distaste for the company that surrounded us. I wanted to be at home watching the game, not surrounded by a group of bourgeoisie lesbians that didn’t care if I stopped breathing tomorrow.

I was here because I’d do anything to keep a smile on my baby’s face, but I didn’t have to like it.

My reward? She wore a dress. Something she rarely did.

This dress was strapless and bright yellow. It made her medium brown skin look as though it was glowing. And the way the … *Read the rest

“What was the big fucking deal?” I looked at the source of this morning’s drama. Jay’s favorite black hoodie. “Ok, so maybe it is a little small…” I had washed the hoodie for the first time in months. I was tired of seeing its dinginess and smelling its funk. I dropped it in the washer, not realizing the temperature was set to hot. I then popped it in the dryer, hoping to lay it back in its corner before she noticed. Originally a men’s small, now it was more like a women’s extra small.

Jay blew up as if this … *Read the rest

I might need to put a disclaimer somewhere advising people that should they interact with me, they could end up as material for this blog. A simple consequence of interacting with a writer.

I posted one of my short stories on DL. I got a rather excited response from one girl. I left my thank you in her inbox. She replied back, telling me how she had gotten wet! Grrreat! She goes on to tell me that she “writes professionally” and I should check out some of her work posted on her blog. I love running into other creative writers, … *Read the rest

I woke to a dark morning. Sunlight did not mark the start of a new day. I heard raindrops hitting my roof. A gloomy day to match my gloomy mood.

Sean and I had argued again last night. It was over something so silly, I couldn’t remember the reason. Whenever we argued, Sean would always take refuge on the lumpy couch in our living room. She knew I hated to sleep alone. It was her way of punishing me because the arguments were usually my fault.

I could hear her moving around the small house we shared. She was in … *Read the rest

I logged into Google Reader to do a little dusting because it’s obvious, I haven’t been there in awhile. I was making an attempt to get back into reading blogs again because I do know that it helps me write by helping me come up with ideas. I saw a post from Tina at Tina-cious.com. The post was obviously written in anger and I went to her site to leave her a quick hug. But you know what? The post wasn’t there…

I hit her up on G Chat, she told me she had deleted it. I made a … *Read the rest

Yall are gonna get tired of me, lol…

I found out today that my other site, I Bleed Ink has been nominated for an award in the Sex/Short Story/Erotica category. I think this award really goes to you because I can’t take credit for caliber of writing on that site, so go vote for http://i-bleed-ink.com/too!

Vote here! And keep voting. I love yall too…

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You can nominate your favorite blogs once every 24 hours during nominations. The top 3 nominated blogs will be announced on February 22nd! Using throw-away email services is strongly prohibited. The nominations and … *Read the rest