Hi, I'm AvrgBlkGrl. I am a poet and writer of interracial erotica. When I'm not rubbing elbows with the overly educated and overtly eccentric, you will find me singing out of key, dancing like I should have been a stripper, playing in all the adult kind of ways, reading anything I can get my hands on and writing it all down so that when I get Alzheimer’s someone can read it back to me. I am here to read, learn, write, have some good conversations and a lot of naughty fun. Although I love sex (it's like air for me) and expect it to play a strong role in my stories, I enjoy a good story line that benefits from the sex. If you are just looking for a quick stroke, I may not be what you are looking for. I want my writing to arouse your mind and your emotions along with your body. When you are finished with me I want you to be completely satiated and content. I'm quite sure my likes and kinks will appeal to you. And hopefully, you will come back for more...
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Okay, I've been trying to finish working on "Only For One Night". But it seems like every time I sit down to start, I start writing poetry.I'm seriously thinking about entering the Oral compitition.My writing goal is to finally decide if I'm going to do it or not.
To dominate you :)
Can you imagine? Some women are really like this, even if it is just in their head. Some Lushee wives are like this. Never be like this, it's pitiful. The same applies to you guys. https://scontent-a-atl.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/t1/1939529_294674744014428_121403092_n.jpg
This one is for you kid. https://scontent-b-atl.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash4/t1/1979740_627543420648907_1288725735_n.jpg
to encourage the writer ... I don't always comment.. but really I should shouldn't I ? Yes, it requires a little bit more from the reader but it means a lot.
Dance and sing. I love those moments when I have the house to myself for a substantial amount of time. Clothes come off, music goes up and I do my thang. It feels so good.
Voting and commenting as well is really important to the writer. I know that it is important to me, not just a formality. It lets the writer know how they are doing. Votes should be based on the writing, not the friendships or the cliques. Comments should be encouraging, but specific. I vote because I love the art of writing and I care. I comment because I care. I also go outside of my circle of friends to read, vote and comment. I don't want to get caught up in only reading certain people.
A caramel machiatto with an extra shot of espresso, loads of raw sugar and real whipped cream.Indulgences, I'll have to pay for it at the gym tonight but I'll be buzzed all day.
I am a lover of words. I like What they do to my tongue. Each letter Whispers its own tune To me, When spoken together A song. Like love, How it opens the lips, Extends the tongue, Closes with a kiss, Sounds hopeful. How the letter O, When accentuated, Can leave you breathless. The entire face must work together To form it. Fuck…feel...fight…fun… How do...
Added 07 Mar 2014 | Category Love Poems
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It started like a hum, First just a note, then two or three --A melody flowing. Your pin along the surface of my black body, Each curve, each point Even the spaces between the words, Were me. Each word, A mirror, A definition of myself That you drew. I felt your touch, The heat of your breath on my skin, A palpable thing. Your tongue On the tip of my...
Added 27 Jan 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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“For a homosexual to even have the gall to say that they experience the same type of discrimination as a black person is ridiculous! You can even walk in a room and no one can fucking know you are gay. But let my black ass walk into a room and what do you think someone sees. They see a black girl and all the misconceptions they have start whirling around in their head. And, they...
Added 11 Dec 2011 | Category Interracial
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Cara woke slowly, more lost in a dream than reality. Something was touching her on the inside, rubbing against that spot that made her catch her breath and see flashes of blinding light. The sound of her own throaty moans filled the corners of her mind. Visions of Adam and Gabriel came and faded. Adam’s teasing smile and gentle hands made her giggle. But, Gabriel… The visions of Gabriel...
Added 13 Feb 2014 | Category Interracial
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He looked out of the front window of the car, watching the rain and lost in thought. "I still have love for you," he said. "I just can't say that I'm in love with you." She on the other hand watched him, oblivious to anything else in this world. She could not remember not loving him. In spite of herself, she still did. "What does that mean? Are you 'in' love with her?" "Damn it Naomi,"...
Added 02 Mar 2013 | Category Interracial
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Naomi arched her back, stretching her naked body out across the bed, relishing the feel of fine Egyptian cotton against her overly sensitive skin and missing the feel of Thomas. She could see the time on the clock beside the bed and groaned like a spoiled child. She had called twice Saturday and earlier today to check on her girls. Missing them, however, did not lesson her desire to stay...
Added 09 Jan 2014 | Category Interracial
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They will say that my sheets are in need of laundry. They see stains that will glow in purple light, the DNA of a long torso divided into sections forming individual boxes of sinew, of muscle. Moving. My small hands feeling the dampness at the curve of a massive back. Moving. Always moving, touching, adrift. A patch of fine hair trailing. Much like a cobweb of truths and lies,...
Added 27 Oct 2011 | Category Erotic Poems
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It is not always necessary To be in the presence Of the one that makes your heart beat faster The one that ignites your passions Defines your needs Whose touch remains Long after his body has departed It is nice to know that he simply exists Is somewhere That in a limitless world Your One has come forward And places himself in your path Meets your eyes Does not blink ...
Added 13 Jan 2014 | Category Love Poems
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What I tell you in the darkness… That which starts in syllables Whispers and cries A combination of agony and ecstasy Dream and reality When my body is wrapped around yours Every inch of me sensitive to the feel of you Skin on skin The inner me open and bare My nectar escaping With an ever flow of satisfaction you have erupted When the source of my glow is you And the hum of our...
Added 25 Aug 2012 | Category Love Poems
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If I were near you, Lying beside you, You would have awaken to the feel of my lips on your body, The pull of my tongue and the wonderings of my hands Devouring you, Me tasting the sweet saltiness that is my reward Sparing not a drop I would be the sun that rises to meet you. You would flourish fully in my light. I would have fitted myself against you perfectly, Spread...
Added 14 Feb 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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