Diane held Dijah in a soft embrace and rocked her gently. Her daughter’s contented sigh reminded her of the day she had come from school in tears after being taunted on the playground. All she had …
Category: Fiction
If only there was an algorithm for enjoying the benefits of privilege. It wasn’t that Diane was ungrateful for the wealth and comfort married life to Kodjo had brought her these last 20 years – it …
The scent of bacon grease hung in the air. Diane cracked her eyes open and looked to her right. Kodjo’s side of the bed was unrumpled. Either he had gotten up and folded his sheets over …
Diane’s jaw was beginning to fatigue. She had been sucking on Kodjo’s cock for 15 minutes with no progress. He was still as limp as the plate of overcooked asparagus she’d served him that evening. How …
Hi gang! What is up with everyone on this fine, fine day? The air seems cleaner, it’s bright and warm and everyone smiles when you meet their eyes on the street. Is it summer? No. …
Mwenda was straddled on top of Qata, topless; plaits tousled, white cotton sheets on the rustic bed, crinkled. Her dainty hands were wrapped around his strong neck. He was looking up at her with a bemused …
When you own the club you do not really enjoy the night. So he watched. Motivation had just come on and he saw her, standing or really just dancing by herself, moving to Kelly Rowland’s motivation …
Chuma lay in the dark and tried to stop his dick from rising. He tried – and failed – to stop his ears hearing his girlfriend Amanda disrobe. First the tud tud of her cloth-covered buttons as they …
Her heart beat matched each tick of her wristwatch which in her books was a far cry from steady. Beads of sweat from anticipation lined the bridge of her upper lip. It was time to see …
This is a multi part story. Click here to read part 1. Here to read part 2. Here to read part 3. “Please tell me this is not the only time we are going to do …