Once you go black…(2) -Oshoko Bushushu
Still tracing circles on the back of her hand, my other hand reached under the table and inched up her thigh into the crevice. There was nothing to pause the…
Still tracing circles on the back of her hand, my other hand reached under the table and inched up her thigh into the crevice. There was nothing to pause the…
“Mr Oshoks!” I knew it was my boss calling even before I turned to look. He calls me Mr. Oshoks when 1) he is happy with my work; 2) he…
“You want to see it here and now?” I asked as I watched her stroke me, her fingers going to and fro. “Are you shy?” she asked tracing a finger…
Since Cynthia came back she has been staying at mine, which is great because we get it on morning and night, before and after work and sometimes in between too.…
Valerie was the kind of girl who shagged you just because…and for four years while we were at University of Jos I waited for her to but she toyed with…
I met Ify at a client’s office. She had on white silk shirt, long boot cut black pants and blood red wedge. And she had some boobs on her. I…
I noticed it immediately she got up to give me a peck: she had no bra on. I could see the smooth skin of her breasts and the points made…
“You are under arrest for sexing in a public place.” “You are my fiancée, your birthday is January 1, mine is December 1. You have no siblings and I have…
Cynthia swept in from work in her flowing white top over black jeans and dropped her bag on the rug. “I am sick,” she said as she flounced into a…
All the talk about closing the Third Mainland Bridge reminded me of one harmattan evening when the bridge was covered with fog. I was driving home that evening from the…