Michael Blackson Stand-up Comedy Novels & Stories

He didn’t like the insult, only he was allowed to speak on Amber. “Fucking a Black pussy is the best thing that has ever happened to me, you should try it sometime,” Mason said casually with a wink, but his jaw flexed with anger. “I have to go. Get the job done. Don’t fail me, you are on the broadcasting committee for a reason.” Mason waved him off, hands buried in his pockets as he walked off, already thinking about Amber. ***

My cock wants to respond to this conversation and I'm trying hard not to let it show. "I would be happy to offer my services if it would help." I tell her, trying to make it sound like a joke. "I know you would, Mike." She says, squeezing my thigh. "Why aren't you black?" She asks exasperatedly. "I'll convert." I joke. "Are there classes or something I can take?"

Momo muttered, blood oozing from his mouth. I gazed at Billy and Kate, who slowly crawled out of the layers of blocks. Their eyes were all white, pleading for a way out of their calamity. “Everyone get behind me.” Pastor Timothy commanded. They scrambled, hoping to get themselves next to the high and mighty Pope Timothy. Kate got herself out of the block, her bones making crackling sounds as she lay on the floor. They stepped back, wondering how a child had managed to crawl all the way out despite the layers of concrete weighing them down.

, She barked. Michael stood up, " Are you even listening to yourself?. If you claim you were scammed why isn't there any report to confirm, Victoria. You're the real conniving bitch here", He bellowed.

“And what line would that be, exactly? You've represented people who’ve done unspeakable things. Why the sudden change of heart?” Blackwood sighed, running a hand through his thinning hair. “Because I’ve seen firsthand what they’re willing to do to stay in power. The attack on your colleague, Michael—that was only the beginning. They won’t stop until you’re all silenced. And I can’t let them get away with it anymore. I want to help you bring them down, once and for all.”

“I did my best.” “Your best?” Michael scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain. “If this is your best, then I’d hate to see your worst.” He stood up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor as he turned away. “I’m going out. I can’t stay here and eat this garbage.”

Michael gasped when Krista finally turned from sucking him off to gluing her mouth to Susan's gaping, cum-leaking pussy, slurping on the cum cocktail that she found while Susan finished sucking Zach off. "I do have to admit, this certainly adds to the splendor of a sunrise," Zach said, laughing. "You'll have to stop by more often, Michael." "It-it would be a pleasure," Michael replied as he pulled his shorts up and zipped his cock away. "Well, I've never seen a nicer sunrise," Susan said with a sigh as she scraped the cum from her chin into her mouth, sucking on her finger. "There's a club in George Town that you might enjoy," Michael said, "if this sort of...fun is your thing. It's called B

The meeting started, and Miss Pepper and I started taking notes. Get it? Cause she’s red in red: “I don’t think your suggestion makes any sense,” Damien said to Adrian for what seemed to be the hundredth time in thirty minutes. “This is a tech company, I expected more,” Damien added, his gaze shifting to me for a few minutes before they went back to Adrian. Adrian had a forced smile on his face, but I could see a vein popping in his forehead. If care is not taken, he might explode. “So what do you suggest, Mr. Blackwood?” Adrian asked, the same forced smile on his face.

My cock wants to respond to this conversation and I'm trying hard not to let it show. "I would be happy to offer my services if it would help." I tell her, trying to make it sound like a joke. "I know you would, Mike." She says, squeezing my thigh. "Why aren't you black?" She asks exasperatedly. "I'll convert." I joke. "Are there classes or something I can take?"