I want to thank everyone who has given me their support and well wishes for this story and others. I also want to thank those of you who write me and tell what the characters in the STORY should or shouldn't do. For all of you, Please, it's just s story folks it ain't true people. It's for your enjoyment, don't get pissed off at me, the story or the charac...
Carlotta was a thirty-something black female videographer from Paris, and before that from Haiti. She had a rather determined and unappealing face. But she had rich dark ebony flesh, a shapely pair of breasts, and a noticeably large shapely protruding pair of Afro-Caribbean buttocks. She had told Marina and me that she had partied with dozens of naked sex-...
Yes it was the hearty mead that set me out that night chasing the ladies that should not be chased, but yea I drank too much and decided to peek beyond the bargirls and whores here in the bar. So I left my friends behind and walked the cobbled streets into the neighborhoods where the women weren't bought by the hour and the gentlemen were just that, gentleme...
I work for Aardvark Industries. We're the big company out in the industrial park on the edge of town. We employ over 11,000 people. A lot of people in town have a place to live and food to eat because of AI. We run a pretty clean operation. If we find someone who lied on their resume, out they go! If we find someone trying to pull a fast one on a customer,...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. Chapter 6: Binding the Teis "To our good friends," Stanley DeVille said, raising his glass high. "Betty and Aaron Tei, thank you so much for joining us tonight. I know it was short notice, but we just had all...
My name is James Nazarene. I'm a tall young black man living in the city of Boston. I moved to America from the Republic of Haiti a few years ago. Recently, I graduated from Northeastern University with a bachelor's degree in criminal justice. Someday soon, I'm going to be a police officer. I've already gotten accepted into the Boston Police Academy. I know...
Chapter 4 - Omicron Station pt.2 After Aiden and VIC left, Jack was finally alone in the apartment. Without psycho biker bitches, homicidal reptilians, wide-eyed teenagers and annoying robots to pester him, Jack decided to reward himself with a quick shower. He showered with the shotgun, and with the door ajar, although he had little reason to believe anyb...
The Foundation 24 The Best Whorehouse in Texas Senator Simpson stepped out from his limousine and a naked convict, dressed only in dark blue stockings and high heels, stepped forward with an umbrella to shelter him from the downpour. "Thank you, Miss." He gazed at the damp, naked flesh. "Good Samaritans come in all shapes and sizes." The Senator examine...
Notes for a family history. ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2019 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 l...
Now let me tell you a bit about me. I am just over six feet tall, about 250 pounds of solid muscle and very well endowed. My hair is about an inch away from my shoulders and a dark chestnut color. I have been used, abused, raped, fucked, sucked and basically turned inside out by the people who have made me pay back my gambling debt by turning me into a mal...