My State of Independence

I used to be one of those African-American women in the 1990’s that drank the Cool-Aid of only needing a man as a sperm-donor.  I beleived the hype about being the independent single-mom that could do it all by herself.  During that time I was in my early 30’s and had almost eery self-help and motivational book you could think of at the time.  The Oprah Winfrey Show was like religion to me.  When I look back at my life and the poor choices I have made, there is a shame of shame covered by a dying sense of ego.

I tried to work things out with my boyfriend and childrens’ father, but he was a convicted felon and after carrying both him and my family financially, things did not work-out.  It took a while for me to realize that the reason many of the hite women that chose to pursue the life-style of the independent woman, had a support system in place.  They had friends, family, and even responsible men that stepped up to the plate and eventually supported them.  I had nothing more than a professionally unmarketable black man with braids, frustration, and anger that looked good and had a terrific penis.

So, like some black women going into the new century, I decided to scrap my plans of following the social tradition of the black woman sticking by the black man just for historical and symbolic sake  I chose to  specifically find a white guy to give me the life-style me and my children deserved while shaming my ex into taking his place as an insignificant by-stander.  I moved from Compton, California to South Florida after eeting a wealthy white investment fund manager.  It was total bliss for the first three years with international travels, driving exotic cars I could only dream of and living in a 25,000 square-foot mansion.  He embraced my family and extended family, assisting them financially.  I ws a member of many of the social and civic organizations while gaining a good reputation among most of the white elites.

One day I took a friend of mine from Los Angeles to the country-club where I was a member and that is when I had my first reality check.  We were not seated and the manager encouraged me to contact my husband.  Before oing so I asked a few more questions to find out why we were not admitted.  That is when I found out the truth, he did not trust me enough to make me a full member to this exclusive club, but as an associate member based on his approval each time I visited there.  I drove home furious and confronted him.  The conversation was completely unexpected and harsh.  In no uncertain terms, he did not approve of me bringing “those people from the hood” into the fold.  He made it clear that he had done me a favor and literally threw everything he had done for me and my children in my face.

Embarrassed by my girlfriend hearing the some of the conversation, I took her back to the hotel and gave her some money to help her out.  She did not look at me once while driving her there and got out of the car without saying a  word to me.  I could not beleive that after all of the years of struggling an being so clode that our friendship was permanently severed.  On my way home, I began to replay in my head some of the warning signs such as seeing other interrr\acial couples with the wealthier partners and spouses speaking to me while the minority partner turning away or deliberately avoiding me.

A few weeks after that, I was served divorced papers by one of his friends and never saw my husband again until court.  He threw a few hundred thousand dollars to me like I was a hungry dog and on the day I had the movers get my things, he stood at the door-way with his new Filipina sweetheart.  I took y kids and relocated to Las Vegas and since then, I have managed to see them graduate from high school.  Now, I am in my 50’s alone and unfulsilled like that optimistic lady in her 30’s back in the 1990’s.  I find comfort now in numbing myself to love and romance while allowing men that are interested in me to enjoy sex with no string-attached.  My girlfriend now lives here in town, hppily married to a black man that makes a meager living, but loves her.  Mabe, some where along the line, I should have considered the long-term issues and not used my kids as motivation to make the choices I did or my own selfish decisions to expose them to this world.

I can now own my mistakes and have no guilt or remorse when a man I meet on the Internet comes to Vegas to take care of my womanly needs.  Somewhere in my head, I still think they deserve to be between my legs than the bastard I had my children with all those years ago.

Julia S. — Las Vegas, NV



A night with Christian — A Wanton Woman

Spending a night with Christian was something I’d done many, many times. As I’ve probably said before he was the gayest, lunatic I’ve ever known. He has a selfish streak a mile wide, is self centred, narcissistic and vain. But he is also brave and caring and sensitive. Christian is no saint and can come […]

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One Girl’s Deep Desires

I have no issues with my sexuality and even lesser issues being nude 75% of my life. By social stereo-types, I should be conservative, covered-up, and on my knees praising Jesus in some non-discript church in the African-American Community.  No, I cannot fit into that mold. I have been called all kinds of names because of my liberal approach to life. As a 36 year-old black woman with no kids, I do what I want.

It was not always that way, I drank the Cool-Aid and was the church-girl to please my family and friends, but when I turned 16 I took the money from my Sweet 16 Birthday Party and bought my first dildo and enjoyed being me I love going commando 24/7 and completely bald down there  My biggest daily thrill is coming home from work, leaving my clothes in the middle of the floor and being naked until I have to shower and dress for work the next day

It is funny listen to my girlfriends talk about how frustrated they are having to roll-over and spread in missionary for their man to cum and fall asleep.  I tried having a resident dick in the house for a few years and it didn’t take long for it to get boring.  He was endowed, but I found more pleasure doing myself the favor  Iknow, my girlfriends think I’m crazy, but it is amazing how they come to visit to taste pussy when they have issues with their men

I am not and never have been interested in a threesome with another man or two men.  I am a Gemini that loves to get some dick on occasion and when he cums he has to go.  In the case of women, the thrill is much longer and better  The most entertaining thought are the things we can do to eachother that they would never do with their men.  They want me to use my strap-on and eating fruit from those special places.

Yes, call me a freak, but that’s cool too.  Maybe I am and I own it.  What really turns me on is when my girls go down on me and tell me how they refuse to give their men head  And for some strage reason, I love the smell of pussy and perfume in my sheets when we finish  When at work the guys stare at my hips, breasts, and ass, and only I know that only hours beforea married woman sucked these breasts, licked this clit, and ate this pussy.  I have no desire to take them from their men, just to enjoy the ride.  So don’t get it twisted, because there are some of us women that love ourselves

Shamika T. — Ocean City, MD




A Retiring Webcam Vixen

Okay, guys have been following me for a while on and yes, I am one of those women that have a nude profile and tease the hell out of men on a regular basis.  If I had a dollar for every man that wanted to sleep with me, eat my vagina, or do unmentionables, I would be a millionaire.  I have since discontinued my ad and took down my profile.  The Romantic Truth is that many women like myself would never sleep with any guy desperate enough to go on a site and pay for anything.  No! I could never respect a man that is so hard-up that he has to beat his leather while watching a phone or computer screen.  I do like the attention and the power of making weak men do stupid thing at my command.

One of my pet-peeves  are those men that will do anything in the hops of getting a piece of ass.  These guys are losers and the guy that always get girls like me are the ones that do not act this way, but instead treat sex as a physical need and not something to pay for over again.  I did love the power of stripping naked with thousands of men masturbating just because I was that way.  No complaints about my stretch-marks, ample ass, large sagging breasts, they loved all of it.  The idiots even watched me have sex with random men I met locally.  I also loved having sex with black men when a racist tried to impress me.  I am a white women, 35 years-old and divorced.  It is very doubtful that I will ever marry or be with a man or woman long-term besides sex, because I have no interest in people in general.

One of the articles I read on this blog really hit home and nailed me to a tee.  I am hurt from previous relationships and the way I make men pay is by showing them every part of my body that they which they could have and then make sure they will never get it.  Yes, I am a tease and love playing with men of all types this way.  Sorry, guys, just using you the way men used me in the past, get over it.  I may give oral to a black man just to make him feel better about himself and never speak to him again or sleep with a black woman just to see how far she will go to be accepted and loved then I am out of her life.  And race does not matter, because I treat everyone the same as a tool and nothing more.

I am the kind a’ girl that will give you the best sex and then leave or tell you to leave after I orgasm.  Personally, I prefer masturbation because I am getting what I want without worrying about the other jack-ass.  If I feel like having sex with a janitor, I will show up late at a building bend-over and let him do his thing with no string or expectations.  Yes, some may call me a whore or worse, but I am just being me.  I just do what many men do, except I make it a point to tease, because the power of my sexuality and vagina gets me everything I want or need.  One viewer asked if I had ever been with a transgender person before and the answer is yes,  I especially love having sex with pre-op transsexuals two or more at a time because I get the best of both worlds.  I really prefer them over men or women because they are not so clingy and they have larger penis sizes.

I am not trying to win-over any souls or bring people into my camp, but just expressing a few things that the viewers on my webcam shows have asked me.  Another thing to is that during most of my shows, someone else was doing the typing in chat for me, so I never saw any of your messages or texts,  It is all about getting you to sign-up to other sites and make me money.  Basically guys, a girl like me wants your wallet and not your curved, broken, short, or crooked peni.  You sit there looking pitiful after I pleased myself with your semen all over the place and your Vienna Sausage in you hands while I shut off the cam and go online to check the new deposits in my account.  In any case, guys thanks for the views, and money to allow me to retire from showing pussy to your sorry asses over the decades.  Please give my apologies to your wives and girlfriends for being in your monthly budgets and helping to pay for my Mercedes.  Now, you can troll after another girl like me or go back to that tired piece of ass you married, because she can have you back, I am done with all of you.

A Retiring Webcam Vixen

A Retiring Webcam Vixen

Okay, guys have been following me for a while on and yes, I am one of those women that have a nude profile and tease the hell out of men on a regular basis.  If I had a dollar for every man that wanted to sleep with me, eat my vagina, or do unmentionables, I would be a millionaire.  I have since discontinued my ad and took down my profile.  The Romantic Truth is that many…

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