This is what he asked me as he traced the silky smoothness that had pooled beneath the bend of my knee and was dripping down the back of my calf. “Wet enough to make you feel like you could drown” I answered. “Wet enough to fill a bathtub so I can swim in it?” “I think so. But would you want to?” “I would. I would slather that pussy juice all over my body like lotion. Then I would lick it off every part of my body that ...  [Read more]

"Hey" was what I whatsapp's him just after midnight. I don't even know why I was whatsapp'ing him. I had asked him several times why he would always contact me after the midnight hour even though he has a girlfriend and all he could say would be something along the lines of, "You're a good friend and I like to stay in touch with my friends".  Yeah right. He responded almost immediately:   "What you up to?" "Nothing, I just got ...  [Read more]

To read part 1 of this story please click here PART TWO Puckered lips and coitus “Let’s play a game called he shows, she shows,” John said, I bit down on my lower lip, puckered my lips, blew him a kiss and said “hmm yes lets.” He rose from the bed and unbuttoned his shirt and threw it at me, “your turn” he said. I sat up on the bed and slowly began to unbutton my shirt, when I was at the level of my bra band I flashed one ...  [Read more]

I passed right through the noisy front den, aware of all the lascivious stares piercing through my legging-clad ass. I pulled my jacket closer to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra under my lace top; a deliberate attempt at seduction for who it was meant for. I walked straight to the opening that led into the sunken, dimly lit alcove where he said he would be. Vision was difficult and all I could see was a group of giggling Asian girls ...  [Read more]

Anisa, beautiful, average height, fashionable lady, about 24; She'd barged in on us at the temporary work place, somewhere in the middle of Tamale; a small room with 2 occupied desks and 4 work stations, while we were busy collecting data. She called out on one of my colleagues and while they had a subtle convo I eavesdropped keenly. The tag on her neck signified that she was a journalist. My eyes seemed to have wandered too long, from where ...  [Read more]

One evening when my lover came round for our regular evening visit I made a joke that I would strip for him. This sparked his interest and of course he wanted me to act on it and surprisingly though I tried to joke my way out of it I wanted to do it to. Its not a big deal to some but I've never given anyone a lap dance, none of my past boyfriends not even the long term ones...although thinking about it now many of them wanted me to give them ...  [Read more]

When I started fucking a Ghanaian man the first thing that drove home for me that, individual differences aside, our sex life was a little bit different than it had been with my American ex was this: A few weeks into our super-active love life I looked down at my waist beads and realized they were all still intact. I was shocked. We had been having some vigorous and involved sex and my guy’s hands were usually wrapped around my waist or ...  [Read more]

  Okay, so I like communication during sex. I consider talking and being talked back to in bed an important component of the whole deal. My most recent ex wasn’t Ghanaian and all the people I dated before him who were didn’t speak any local languages with me. As a result, all of the bedroom exchanges I had participated in, over the course of my sex-having life, were conducted in English. And so I guess, in my head, this became ...  [Read more]

I want your tongue there Yes there Kiss me Deeply Hands find and wrap around firm breast Yes Eyes meet eyes over a firm long cock Tongue meets tongue over a chocolate brown rock And the wetness begins I want your cock Pulsing and pumping deep inside me As my mouth reaches and strains to taste That Pussy Sensations exploding in all directions Feeling of hunger for more Taste more Feel more Fuck Me harder Limbs, mouths, and ...  [Read more]

You may remember my previous post about the doctor who wanted to give me a baby through my knees? Well I found another Dr who is really nice, easy to talk to, and doesn’t want to give me a baby through my knees. To jog your memory (or in case you didn’t read my previous post on the subject), I wanted to see a gynaecologist because a scan had revealed the lining of my womb was thicker than normal. The gynaecologist I eventually saw also did a ...  [Read more]