*[Disclaimer –I haven’t written sex fiction in a year so I am a bit rusty. I am not American but* *I like the South for its texture and vibrancy. Obviously I won’t get every detail and nuance completely correct so forgive me in advance for that. I specialise in Ebony erotica because we are underrepresented in NSFW circles. Enjoy the story and imagine the characters as if they are you. Go to *** for all the nasty NSFW sex shit LOL. Enjoy <3]*
Summer – Somewhere in the South
Vivian looked around at this city in the South and rolled her eyes a little bit. She just came from Paris – her alltime favourite city with its cobbled streets, magnificent architecture and illicit burlesque clubs in the Pigalle neighbourhood that she loved so much. Some people would call Vivian an *Afropolitan* – an African jetsetter who knows more about Monaco, St Tropez and Miami than about struggle, war or poverty which is what people think Africa is all about. Her gilded world of private jet travel on the African continent always shocked people who didn’t know her when she came on holiday. Now she was in the South in town for a wedding of her best friend.