Short Story Sunday 4/30/2017 (Her Hustle Excerpt)

As she got closer, she stopped in her tracks. There at the table, was Rodney. Their eyes locked and they both had the same expression on their faces. “What are you doing here?” they both said in unison. Everyone grew quiet. Her sister, Anissa, was the first to speak. “How do y’all know each other?”…

Short Story Sunday 4/23/2017 (Sage)

This is an excerpt from my upcoming novel entitled, Sage. She quickly showered and got dressed. Carefully putting the mask on, making sure the adhesive wasn’t showing, she pressed the thin material over her face and neck. She almost didn’t recognize herself. She put the wig on and she couldn’t even tell it was a…

Perish Island: A Short Thriller (Chapter 2)

At the bus station, it smelled of old people and moth balls. Though Tasia and I lived in an upscale gated community, the perimeters weren’t as lavish. I saw homeless people, drug heads, and beggars. I held my things close as so they would not be touched. I finally heard my bus get called and…

Short Story Sunday 3/19/2017 (Sage)

I got out the cab and tipped the driver.  Bag held close I walked to the 20 story hotel. I can’t believe this man lives in this palace off of my fucking money. Walking to the concierge’s desk, the woman behind the desk looked up and smiled. “Hi, how may I help you?” “I’m here…

Perish Island: A Short Thriller (Chapter 1)

It was the third time that I had woken up from the same dream. It was always the same. Scary. Daunting. Unreal. I could never figure out why I kept dreaming about the same thing. Was it trying to warn me? Tell me something? Or was it just a side effect from the pint of…

Short Story Sunday 3/12/2017 Hustle in Paris (an excerpt)

I trailed a finger down his chest to his dick, which to no surprise was just waiting to burst out of his pants. “I…I’m a virgin,” he whispered. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt.” Unzipping his pants, I pulled his dick out. He gasped and stiffened, looking at me. I stroked him softly and he put…

Short Story Sunday 3/5/2017 (Her Hustle in Paris)

Danisha and Darnell I walked my sister to the door, hugged and kissed her and watched until she drove off. Anissa was right though. It wouldn’t hurt to call Darnell. As I walked up the stairs, I scrolled through my phone for his number. Then his face popped up on my screen. He was FaceTiming…

Short Story Sunday 2/19/2017 (Sage)

I never tried any kinky shit before Jeremy asked me, but I figured what the hell. So, here I am, laying in bed, naked, all four limbs tied to the bed post, blindfolded. Felt like I had been laying here for hours as he rummaged around the room, my senses in overdrive. “You ready?” he…

Short Story Sunday 2/12/2017 The Cable Guy

Janet heard the knock on the door and knew it was the cable guy. She opened it and welcomed him in. She showed him where the cable needed to be installed and which rooms. She yelled to her daughter, Maliyah, that the cable guy was there and that she was leaving to do some errands….

Short Story Sunday 2/5/2017 (The Virgin)

Restaurant Antics When I walked in the restaurant, Wayne was sitting in a corner by himself. He looked as good as he always did. I made sure to wear something extremely low cut and extremely short. He claims he wasn’t a virgin but tonight we were going to see about that. I sauntered over to…

Short Story Sunday 1/29/17 Friend Zone

He lay awake staring at her as she slept. She was so beautiful. They had been best friends for years and through all of her boyfriends, he had been there to pick up the pieces. He loved her and not in a best friend kind of way. He had always been too afraid to tell…

Short Story Sunday 1/22/17 She Devil

Sage (this is a short story that will probably me made into a full length novel, stay tuned) Soon as Sage walked into the office, Jay couldn’t wait for the meeting to be over. He felt his dick hardening as he looked at her large breasts, practically popping out of her shirt. He tried to…

Short Story Sunday 1/15/2017 (Her Hustle Shorts)

Darnell: Sunday Night Chronicles Darnell watched Darnisha as she walked out of the bathroom, stunned. He knew his boy had given her the time of her life. Hell, he paid him a shit ton of money to do it. Payback is a bitch when you fuck with me, he thought. He loved this woman, but…

Short Story Sunday 1/8/2017 (Her Hustle Shorts)

Darnisha: Sunday Night Chronicles Bars and clubs are always cliché, but it was a Sunday and I was bored. I was also horny and needed some play. Standing in my closet looking from one short dress to the next, I picked the last one. Red. Yoni coverage minimal. Easy access. Fitted. This pretty much covered…

Short Story Sunday 1/1/2017, New Year’s Eve

She knew as soon as her phone rang who it was and what he wanted. He always knew the right time to call, which was also the wrong time to call. She always gave in. She agreed to let him come over, though she really didn’t want him to. She wanted to make a new…

Pleasing Him

My legs are shaking and my sex is wet, anticipating when your lips will finally meet mine. Your oral assault on me gets me every time. But let’s switch it up for a change, brushing your hard staff with the tips of my fingers, making you rise inch by inch until you are fully erect….

Sexual Earthquake

Rapid thrusts like tectonic platesBodies vibrating like an earthquake Screams of pleasure Hands scrambling to grasp Ahold of something to hold on Breath short after what seemed like a marathon Juices flowing like Niagara Ecstasy overcomes like being high in the clouds Heaven bound, deep euphoria Entranced by the emotions, The electricity, the passion, The…

She Knows Who She Is

Single,  Introverted, Black, Curly hair that defied gravity, Sunkissed chocolatey skin, Mile long legs, Dangerous curves, Honey sweet lips, Soft, round breasts, Brown, sultry, seductive eyes, Voice of a Goddess, Intellecutally inclined. She is a Black woman. She loved herself, now, But it wasn’t always that simple. Abused,  hurt,  promiscuous, Self conscious,  Doubtful, Lustful, Selfish,…

The Touch

She was already shaking, anticipation overcoming her. Controlling her arousal was something she tried to work on, but when it came to him, she would succumb to the pleasure. He gently touched her thigh, and felt the vibrations of her energy. She watched him, trying to be patient for the burning fire inside her was…

Unexpected, The Finale

Her son stood there in shock at what he just witnessed his mother do. She stared at the lifeless body before her. She hated that he had to witness that. Now he’s an accessory and it was almost time for her daughter to come home. As she stood thinking, she hadn’t noticed that her soon…

Unexpected Part II

DISCLAIMER: HER and SHE capitalized is the main character Letting out a slight scream, Her hand flew to Her mouth. She looked up at Her. She was just as terrified. Walking closer to both of them, there lay Her husband in a pool of blood. She wanted to cry, but no tears or emotions of…

Unexpected Part 1

It hit her before she walked in the house, the smell, the aroma, the accent mark. It was a familiar scent, but she just could not place it. Flashes of scenes streamed across her mind, trying to remember. As she got closer to the stairs, the scent became more pungent, stinging her nostrils. Where she…