Hello readers, Thank you all for reading Dark Chocolate: A Mature Story. This is continuation of that story. The character Keisha was introduced briefly in chapter two of that tale, and for some reason I feel compelled to tell her story. I must state that these are fictional characters and exist solely in my imagination. This is an interracial love story....
Author Note: This story is the same as 'Marcie, Daryl and Steve'. It was submitted twice by mistake. Sorry! ============================================================= Hi! My name is Marcie, and my husband's name is Steve. We've been married for seven years. Steve is around six feet tall with a lean build and a handsome face and exercises regularly to...
Note: This is part of a continuing story. The previous parts are, in order: Drummer Boy - The Call, Drummer Boy - Jason Goes to Hell, Drummer Boy - Down to Earth and Drummer Boy - Secret Origins. Welcome back! How's the family? Seen any good movies lately? Now that we've gotten the small talk out of the way, let's jump back into story mode. I hope you'll e...
Despite having lived in the slums her entire life, Shauna never got used to waking up on her cheap, squeaky bed. The constant back pain and occasional scratch marks from springs sticking out of the mattress made sure that she always started her day off in a bad mood. It also didn't help that her curtains let in so much morning light that there was hardly a p...
It was Monday evening, again, and I hurried home from work to get ready for my shift at 'Babes With Asstitude' (BWA). My new Afro-boyfriend, Drake, rang to chat about our new venture as soon-to-be Brothel-keepers and tell me not to work 'too hard' on my shift as a whore at Drake's uncle, Leroy's, place, BWAs! Drake wanted to come over but I said I wouldn't b...