Written by Nyambura Nothing is as elusive as time and in days like these, I want it to stop so that I can savour the moment, take a mental picture of this wonderful view of the …
Category: Creative Non Fiction
Written by by Audrey Obuobisa-Darko It was our first hangout since the semester began. Having each come to this strange country, to this strange city, for various reasons, everyone was excited to meet their fellow countryman. …
Written by: Nyambura I have this memory of us. I am seated along the beach in Shela Island, Lamu, resting my face on my knees, my hands wrapped around my legs, and my toes pressing the …
He gently squeezed my breasts to alert me he was up. I felt him at first touch. I had laid next to him the whole night listening to him softly breathe, out of envy and anxiety. …
So you know how you’re told never to mix business with pleasure? Especially when the business/deal at hand could make or break your job? I was a firm believer of it until he – let’s call …
Maleek stared at the soft curves of her neck and the grace with which she moved as she walked into the cabin. Despite the pain of her past which laced her eyes every so often, all …
I’ve always loved getting dicked down. Massively. And I must say that I have been shown much favor because Lord knows I have beheld gorgeous and able manhood in my lifetime! In summary, I love dick. …
A month had passed since Amira’s health scare yet every day since that day, Zara had not been able to get Maleek out of her mind. Inwardly she wanted to run into him somewhere just to …
I was only hired to drive one woman around. I rather found myself “driving” hard and deep into her sister. Let me tell you how… It was a solemn day. Soon as the Prampram traffic was …
It was on a weekday, I think a Tuesday or Wednesday; days of no significance with dreadful suns in Autumn. My days were grayed by bunking classes for reading books and writing. The yellow came from …