Once upon a time, there was a young man named Malik Kufuor, who lived in the proud nation of Ghana, in the heart of West Africa. Six feet three inches tall, brawny, handsome and dark-skinned, Malik Kufuor was well-known for his intelligence, courage, kindness and bravery in his hometown of Kumasi. One day, Father Jefferson Lloyd, leader of the stalwart missi...
2. In the middle of the woods a man stood with an axe preparing to cut enough firewood to protect him from the coming cold of winter. He was a tall man with long thick hair that had been slicked back, and he wore a heavy coat, long pants, and boots to match. Winter was definitely here and all the wildlife had moved to warmer climates or hibernated. With foo...
You see me walking down the street, wearing my Hijab and long robe, and you make all kinds of erroneous assumptions about me. I am not oppressed, I am not a religious freak, I am not a terrorist. I am a Muslim woman, pure and simple. Get that through your head. I have the same thoughts, feelings and needs, whether physical, emotional or sexual ( yes, Muslim...
The room stinks of rust and piss, odors strong enough to sting your eyes upon first opening them. Your vision is blurry at first, but you can still make out your general surroundings. You can see that you're in a cell of some kind, yellow stained padded walls, and rust bled ceilings and tile. It's nearly impossible to ignore the throbbing pain in your temple...
A Couple - Part 5 - The Merger Conspiracy Fails Suzanne and Madelyn arrived within minutes of each other on Monday morning after New Year's. Lisa did the airport pickup and by the time they arrived at the house, all three were smiling. I helped with luggage and inquired about the smiles, given the tension of the last ten days over the acquisition rumors in...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Author's note: boy this stuff is hard work, it's in my head but I have to get the words right. Keep the feedback coming, por favor. Gracias. Breathe. And keep running. Kenya's pushed forward, with the grace of a ballet dancer yet with the quality of a seasoned runner. She did this almost everyday, like clockwork. Running had seemed to become a part of Keny...
Once, there was a king. He was very powerful and very great king. He ruled a vast kingdom, only happiness and prosperity flourished in his kingdom and in all the direction; East, West, North and South. The great king had two beautiful queens, who loved him and cared for him, more than anything else in the life. Still, the great king had a regret that had be...
A gentler effort from me this time. Here we have Alan helping the neighbour pack up her house. He's there because he's recognised she's a very desirable lady, with carnal urges unlocked inside him. I hope you enjoy what follows. I apologise now for any errors which [likely] remain in the text. Feedback would be appreciated. Most important of all – thank y...
What's up, people? Charles Ampadu here. I'm a black man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, although I originally come from the City of Tamale, in the northern side of the Republic of Ghana. I studied engineering at the University of Ottawa and presently work for the Canadian government. I have a wicked hot story to share with you, kind folks. My wife Lo...