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, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
I guess I need the phenomena explained to me by a member of the superior race and in particular a black woman as intelligent as you. It has become obvious that not only black men but black women are superior to white men. This is not the mystery but why is it that it has manifested itself sexually and why so much in the past 6 or 7 years? At first as a bisexual I had fantasies of having sex with men and women, occasionally a black man or black woman. However over time I have increasingly become attracted to black men. Even though this used to be a source of embarrassment and frustration it was also completely consuming. In addition I used to act disgusted by seeing so many white women with black men, but the truth was I was jealous of those white girls for being able to openly pursue black men. Now, years
into my transformation into a sissy slave, I have desires to not only submit sexually to black men but serve black women and assume a completely feminine role.
I would like to meet a strong and dominant black woman who can mentor me and guide me.
Is it our fate to become women, much like white women, to be used by the black man for sex but to never actually achieve respect? Or do we (white men) secretly desire to be somehow transformed into black women ourselves. That way we have some measure of respect as we know we cannot compete with the black man. Or are we to just be used by and serve the needs of the black race?
I am open to your comments as I respect all black women and am eager to learn from my true masters.
It's time. It's time for me to be in a healthy relationship. I'm not getting any younger, I've done the work on myself to be a great partner, now is the time to manifest the man who can share my life.
The following is Scottie in a nutshell. I'm putting myself out there, being open and receptive for getting and sharing a divine love.
I'm Miss Non-confrontational and Pleasant to be Around. Most men want a woman who is sweet. Sweet is for bunnies and women who are emotionally submissive. I'm not sweet. Granted, I don't like to argue. I don't have the need to be right. I don't need to have the last word or prove my point but I’m not complacent and I won’t cater to a man’s inflated ego. I'm childlike in my awe of things that move me but I’m far from childish. I fly into a rage when I'm lied to but other than that, I'm good to go.
I'm Ms Radical Black Feminist. I don't hate men, I don't hate white men, I DO hate the privilege that a penis and/or white skin affords some people without merit and I work to dismantle the fallacy of male domination and white supremacy with my words and deeds. If you don't like the idea of me saying that (white) men have unfair privileges in this society, I'm not the one for you.
I'm Ms. AfroerotiK. I write personalized, customized erotic stories for a living. My life is dedicated to showing African Americans in a healthy sexual light and dismantling the stereotypes of Black women being ghetto hoochies and Black men being thugs and pimps. I write stories about all facets of Black and interracial sexuality, including individuals in the GBLT community, giving them a voice and an outlet to feel validation and respect. I'm more open minded about sex than the vast majority of the population. That being said, I'm not physically sexual with anyone unless I'm in a relationship with them so while I can discuss any kink, fetish, or fantasy under the sun, while I can be as brutally forthcoming and open in my discussions of the specifics of what I like, I’m not going to have sex with anyone unless I am 100% positive that they are committed to me for more than my physicality.
I'm Ms. Flexible who can adapt to most situations and not afraid to decline an offer if it isn't to my particular liking.
I’m Ms. Straightforward . . . Do I even have to expound? I don’t play games, I don’t expect a mind reader, I’m not pulling any punches.
Independent is my middle name. Actually, it's my confirmation name but let's not get caught up in minutia. You needn't worry that I'm going to give up my goals, aspirations, and dreams or lose my identity in being your girlfriend because I have more drive, ambition, and pure spunk than most people could even dream of. While I adore being partnered, and I'm EXCELLENT at being a girlfriend (loving, nurturing, supportive, the whole nine) I am a woman with a mission that can’t be distracted.
I’m Ms. Loyal, faithful, and monogamous to a fault. When I'm with someone, I only have eyes for him. If I feel the relationship is not providing me with something I need, I'll address it with hopes of a resolution or end the relationship before I look elsewhere. I expect the same in return from my partner.
I’m Ms. No Pressure. I don’t want a ring, I am not planning on how to get you to marry me, I’m not looking for you to spend every minute of your time with me. I just want companionship, intimacy, and connection. Anything more than that is a bonus.
I’m Ms. Low Maintenance. I'm considered attractive by some, not so much by others. My looks, appearance, and wardrobe don't define me. I am grounded, down to earth, non-pretentious and humble.
I need someone to remind me that I am a woman in my lonely existence, that I do have value more than my aesthetics. I want a male friend with whom I can express my fears, doubts, and insecurities without being labeled damaged or imperfect. I’d love a male voice to tell me goodnight and someone with whom I can share the details of my day. I’d like to think that I could make life’s journey a little less daunting as I’d like to hope that you might be able to do for me. Not many men would be open to a woman like me but nothing ventured is nothing gained for sure, right?
Peace and many blessings,
Ms. Trying to stay sane in this crazy mixed-up world.