AfroerotiK

Erotic provocateur, racially-influenced humanist, relentless champion for the oppressed, and facilitator for social change, Scottie Lowe is the brain child, creative genius and the blood, sweat, and tears behind AfroerotiK. Intended to be part academic, part educational, and part sensual, she, yes SHE gave birth to the website to provide people of African descent a place to escape the narrow-mined, stereotypical, limiting and oft-times degrading beliefs that abound about our sexuality. No, not all Black men are driven by lust by white flesh or to create babies and walk away. No, not all Black women are promiscuous welfare queens. And as hard as it may be to believe, no, not all gay Black men are feminine, down low, or HIV positive. Scottie is putting everything on the table to discuss, debate, and dismantle stereotypes in a healthy exchange of ideas. She hopes to provide a more holistic, informed, and enlightened discussion of Black sexuality and dreams of helping couples be more open, honest, and adventurous in their relationships.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Getting Wet and Sexy

It’s 7:00 and I have a date with you at 8:30. I have been nervous all day and the anticipation is killing me. All day long at work, I was fantasizing about what our evening will be like. My hands are sweating and my stomach has butterflies. I had to leave work early because I couldn’t concentrate. I was distracted with thoughts of you. I take a long hot bubble bath to relax my nerves. The warm water and the scent of jasmine always help to calm my nerves. I’m able to play in the bubbles and that allows me to forget somewhat about my nervousness.

I take an extra long time to bathe so that I may caress my skin and maybe relieve some of my frustration. My hands roam all over my body, gently touching the areas that I am so desperate to have you touch. I opt not to touch the wet, slippery folds of my pussy. I want to save that for you. My anticipation is building to an almost terrifying level and my aroused clit is throbbing. I remember your words and they ring in my ears, “ All of your fantasies will come true tonight.” Some of my fantasies are dark, private. How could you possibly know them? Yet, somehow, I know you have looked deep into my soul. I’m afraid of what is going to happen and it thrills me at the same time. I’m wet now, and not just from the bath water…

Copyright 2004
AfroerotiK

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