Chapter 1: Early Morning Uptown. Harlem, New York, May 25, 1998, sleeping in a cozy apartment was DeVante, a brown-skinned African-American male and high school senior. At exactly 6:30 in the morning, 2Pac's "I Get Around" song serenaded the bedroom waking him up. He opened his eyes and saw the sunlight streaming into his big, tidy, well-decorated white room. The sunlight seemed to give him the needed energy to get up. He had a nice view of the famous Apollo Theater and the historic Adam Clayton Powell Jr. State Office Building from his window. Sitting up in his king size…

I read an e-mail from my online friend Ariel, saying that she would be flying into New York this weekend for business and staying for a few days. The news made me jump and cheered. I felt as if God had answered my prayers. I was finally going to meet her. Ariel was a Brazilian bombshell! She had a tanned complexion, pretty face, and the body of a sex goddess! She was a webcam model that posed for a few adult magazines. We first communicated in 2004 on PlentyofFish, a free online dating site. After a while, we conversed through e-mails.…

After years of setting up my company, i hit the big time making more money i ever thought possible. The one big problem was i was also know for my sexual tendency.  Being a boss of a mega corporation and also someone who loved to cross dress and be used as a real whore was quiet the contrast of the two. I appeared on TV and was a big hit but when your past catches up with you, sometimes its not all a bad thing. I was leaving a television station when someone yelled out to me. I did not…

It was early morning as I drove up West 72nd Street in my ice-blue Ferrari F430. It felt like summer on this spring day. I turned right driving fast up Riverside Drive at a top speed when I finally stopped at a red light. As I waited at the light, a red Corvette pulled up beside me. I looked over to my left, and I immediately recognized the driver, it was Misty. She was a slim, dark-skinned beauty with soft brown curls, and dark eyes. We were a bunch of city speed racers who love chasing each other on the…

It was Friday night. I was at a Manhattan nightclub having a great time. I felt like the coolest dude in the club with my blue designer dress shirt and matching blue suede espadrilles. The latest rap jams were blaring, drinks were flowing, and sexy women of all complexions packed the dance floor. This was the best party I ever attended. It was extraordinary because I was with my UK girlfriend, Carmel. Carmel was a blonde bombshell with the nicest pair of breasts and a tight ass. She was the girl-next-door type and fun. Carmel sported her diamond-studded necklace and…

I was waiting in a midtown Manhattan restaurant for one my friend, Anissa. It had been six years since I had last seen Anissa. I stayed in contact with her through e-mails, and today I was finally going to see her. This meeting had me full of anxiety that I kept on looking at my Black Caviar Bang watch. Minutes later, Anissa walked in looking so radiant in her sexy white dress. She was a short, busty raven-haired French beauty with sultry eyes. I could not deny her sexual allure. Once she noticed me, she was all smiles. Her bouncing…

The blaring hip-hop and R&B music synchronized with the energy that oozed of the hundred costumed bodies at my Halloween Masquerade Ball at the Cipriani in Wall Street. Guests thronged the dance floor and photographers from my Goodfella$ magazine ran around snapping pictures of the guests. I wore a red metallic Versace suit; identical to the one Puff Daddy had on in the "Mo Money Mo Problems" video, being an observant.  I felt happy and blessed that the party was a big turnout! I drank a bottle of Cîroc at the bar, and decided to hit the dance floor. I…

The snow buried New York City like a traditional Christmas Day. I was in my Manhattan high-rise on Sutton Place, livid because I could not go out for dinner with one of my women due to the blizzard. I decided to ordered pizza for dinner and chill. I did a quick workout because I knew if was going to take some time for the pizza delivery person to get here. The door attendant informed me that I had a pizza delivery. I granted him permission to send the delivery person upstairs. The doorbell rang and I looked through the peephole; I…

I rented a mega mansion in East Hampton, New York for a week and invited my close friends to hang out with me. This time was different because I did not invite any of my women, but I did invite this attractive brown-haired woman named Crystal Knight. She was of Cuban and Dominican heritage. Crystal had me smitten, and I often had vivid images in my head of fucking her. I was so happy to see all my friends especially Crystal. Her new golden tan complemented her long black hair well. She wore a blue short top with matching tight…

I boarded the express elevator at the Goodfella$ headquarters and right behind me was a gorgeous, buxom, and shapely brunette woman. She reminded me of those models that posed in men's magazines. She was short and light-skinned with a piercing in her left nostril. She looked hot in her button-up dress shirt and jeans. "Oh, my God, you are Mar’e!" She shouted. "Wow, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Alicia Tyler. I love your Goodfellas magazine." "Thanks, Alicia." I shook her hand. "I'm happy to have you as one of my biggest supporters." "I love your work." She admitted.…

It was seven o’ clock in the morning and I arrived at the headquarters of Goodfella$ excited. I knew only my hot secretary was on the floor about this time, which gave me enough time to flirt with her. Her name was Bianca. She was a short Puerto Rican with smooth bronzed skin and exotic green eyes. Bianca had long black hair and God blessed her with a voluptuous figure. Bianca wore short skirts and dress shirts that she left one button too many undone to show off her cleavage and skirts. When I walked off the elevator, Bianca sat…

I get an adrenaline rush every time I raced up the West Side Highway in my ninja-black Aston Martin Vanquish S on a late night. I felt like Knight Rider as I flew passed other cars. Jay-Z’s Reasonable Doubt album blared from my car that made me drive faster. I thought I would be home in no time, but I was wrong! Flashing lights and sirens snapped me out of my racing mood. It was the cops. Fuck, this was what I get for being a real asshole tonight! I pulled over and put my driver's license and registration on…

I always wanted to have a threesome with Kylie and Daphne. They were a pair of sex-starved beauties that love partying with me in Manhattan. Occasionally, we shared some of our craziest sexual encounters stories. We preserved a nonsexual relationship, but I knew that we were going to fuck. It was an extremely cold Christmas when it happened. We were in my penthouse deciding if we should attend this holiday gala downtown, but we got so relaxed that we decided to stay in and drink. The young women looked sexy in their matching very short red tops and black tight…

It was Monday, February 14, 2011, Valentine's Day! I was fast asleep when I heard the doorbell. It was eight in the morning, and I was not expecting any company this early at my house in Alpine, New Jersey. I was still naked when I answered the door. To my surprise, it was Bethany Benz, smiling and holding gifts. Bethany was a tall, gorgeous busty woman of African and Russian descent. She had a cherry-wine skin tone, small waist, and long brown straight hair. I loved her big brown eyes and perfect body. The purple dress she wore accentuated her…