My name is Jennifer Saint Hill. Just a tall, voluptuous young black woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I write this because I want to give thanks. I'm thankful for what I've got. The Good Lord gave me intelligent, health and good looks. He also gave me a wonderful family. I am grateful for my father, Franklin Saint Hill. He's a stocky black m...
Your mind was swimming with both fear and frustration. It had been so long since you had been pleased by a man! You wanted to tell him to simply fuck you, but that wasn't what you wanted tonight. Here, tonight, the love of your life was back to give you what you needed and wanted. Your legs either slid open or Darren pulled them wider. At this point, you cou...
As soon as they entered the hotel room he hung the do not disturb sign on the doorknob. After quietly shutting the door he turned the lock with a soft click. Only a few feet from the door she turned to face him, a warm smile upon her lips. He folded his arms across his chest, his gaze roaming over her. The desire in his eyes was easily seen. He uttered one w...
My name is Evans James Armand. Friends call me E.J. I'm a black guy living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I've always been fascinated by a certain phenomenon. To the point that this fascination has become an obsession of mine. That's okay because I'm lucky enough to have the means of exploring and fulfilling my little obsession. The perks of having mo...
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on the man who would later become my husband. It was during the first week of September 2004. I was walking through the Newton Institute of Technology campus in Newton, Massachusetts, trying hard to get to my next class, Computer Science 101. I was a freshman and in those early days, I was always getting lost. The...
He let the tailgate of the pickup truck drop with resounding 'bang!' He looked up at the sky. A line of menacing clouds gathered to the southwest, not yet far enough advanced to obscure the sun, still beating down from above the treeline. Only the barest whisper of a breeze slipped through the pine trees...not enough to bring any sort of relief. The man rem...
I needed to get ready for Joy n Kaitlyn's arrival on Saturday and had lots to do before tomorrow's celebration for the 4th. I started cleaning the house and moving things around, moving furniture and pictures from one place to another to see how it looked. I wanted to put some mirrored glass panes around the house and deck areas too. I have several large mir...
You are standing beside the coffee table grinning when i walk back in the room carrying the bag of toys you requested. "Now my little whore, I want you to get up on the table. I want your arms over your head, and your legs apart, with your feet on the table, knees up." My face burns as i realize this position is much like for a gynecological exam. i am wet...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan October 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * Years ago, a Halloween tradition used to b...
With the weather finally beginning to warm up, I have been spending more time on my patio. My apartment complex, has a courtyard secluded from the street, with each apt. having a small patio. Each one with a low [three foot] fence around an eight-foot square. And they have a hedge for greenery and separation from the sidewalk to the laundry room/mail room....