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What’s been going on in Oh Town?

Been a while since I’ve written a blog so I thought I’d just write a lil suttin’ about what’s been going on with me and my writing.
I’ve been slacking on my blogging macking so let’s change that.

Heeeeey y’all… how ya doing?

I’ve been off in the laboratory writing.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had that feeling of wanting to write (supreme writers block) and I just couldn’t shake it off.
But then Legacy Publishing came a knocking and its as if it all came back.
Then came The Train

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A free short story available to download to your kindle and nook on Amazon. Just a lil suttin suttin to keep you interested in me and my work.
This story dropped around Christmas and was closely followed by…

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Another short story giving you more of that Ohfluence, keeping the erotic mind play party going.

And now… I got another short story coming real real soon and it’s called…
7 Floors…

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A collection of short stories that will be available March 22nd 2013…

These stories were born on this same here blog but I’ve given them remixes to fill the space between now and the next extravaganza that’s coming.

And what extravaganza is this I hear you ask?
Well…

Since joining Legacy Publishing, I’ve been working on a brand new rerelease of the entire Little Black Book series.
That’s right… we’re starting all over again.

If you’re wondering why…
Business wise, it makes perfect sense… but as a writer, that means I can go back and change things I missed first time round and it also means I get to see what worked and what didn’t and change some thangs.
More importantly, I get to add some thangs.
Like more stories.
Like stories that people have been asking for.
Like more stories about some of reader’s favourite characters.
Oh, fuck it, you know I’m talking about one character only.
My gurl Tatiana Blue.

The first new Little Black Book is coming sooner than you think and is gonna be bigger and better than the original. 
Trust me, for what I’m writing, and the way it’s come out,  you’re gonna FREAKING love it.

It’s a slow burn trying to get to where I wanna be, which is writing full time all day every day and we don’t play but I’ve got stories up the ying yang so there’s gonna be a lot more of me.
And with some key potential movements going on behind the scenes, things are moving on.

But as I said at the start of this post, I’m back on my blogging ish… so if there’s anything sexy subject you think I could give some Ohfluence, lemme know…
I’ll get in there like swimwear…

Peace and hair grease
Mr Oh

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Little Black Book 2 is OUT NOW

After a while lotta hype, talk, me telling you “its coming”, late night rewrites, arguments, photos, additions, omissions, apartment suites, beautiful people to meet, dreams released and many many tweets…
Little Black Book Volume 2 is FINALLY available for your reading pleasure.

It’s been a lot of work to get it ready for you.
I’ve wanted to give readers a great adventure of mind pictures and images, telling stories that you, the reader, not only enjoy but physically feel.
Something that sparks ya imagination…

Not only do I want to create moving images for the mind, I mainly wanted to write great stories that make you smile, make you laugh, make you wanna clap your hands or look around at the person next to you like “did you see what he JUST said?” Even though the person has no idea what you’re talking about.
The kind of stories that make you have to call a friend and say “have I got the book for you”

And with that thinking in mind, I’ve added a new aspect to Little Black Book Volume 2… Images.

Sprinkled between the stories and poems, you’ll find images that…

Pictures of…

Beautifully taken shots of…

Ya know what, I’m not gonna say… I’m gonna let you find them.

There’s more stories, more writers, more poetry, more London, more sex, more orgasms, more images, more more MORE.

Just before Christmas, I got the first copy of Little Black Book Volume 2 in the post and I read a new story every day.
And I enjoyed it.

It maybe weird to read a book when I wrote it. But my whole thing with writing books is that I want to be able read it and feel the same way a random reader will feel.
And I had those moments where they are supposed to be.
So the laughs, the shocks, the smiles, the ‘oh my’ moments are there… In place, jus waiting for you.

Ladies and gentlemen, freaks and geeks, tweeps and the uniques, Little Black Book Volume 2 – the oral sex of the Little Black Book series – is out now and I just want you to enjoy it.
That’s why I wrote it…

Order it nowww…. 

So says Mr Oh

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Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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When the rain falls

‘Sunnnnnnnny days… everybody loves them, tell me can you stand the rain?’

Can you?

Have you even tasted the rain before?

Would you taste the rain if it fell on you?

Would ya?
Could ya?
Should ya?

Deep in the depths of every woman lies a dormant little place where men and women seek but don’t always find.
A place where a smile is not always guaranteed and maybe the feeling of pee is making you, as a woman, slightly uncomfortable.
Today’s woman can find and get close to this place but may stop before she opens the door.

She stops because internally, it actually hurts.
Some may wonder what happens when you keep going past that point of pain and pee and make it rain.

The rain may be a drizzle or a storm… who knows but it will rain…

The question of the matter is what will you do as a man or woman when you feel or are face-to-face with a pussy during its squirtation?

I mean, let’s say she’s on her back, legs bent next to your head, back arched, sucking air thru her teeth, holding the back of their head…
Her hips are rolling, her nipples are reaching for the sky and she’s told you that she wants to come.
And she does.

But she doesn’t just have an orgasm that coats the walls of her inner thighs and sits between the hairs on your chin.
Oh no no no…

This orgasm comes at you like a Mike Tyson hook punch (back when he was hungry).
God help you if your still eating when it rains.
You’ll cough, you’ll splutter, you may even choke just a little…

But if your not planning to be looking at the rain and, instead, it hits you while your dick is rubbing against her good spot, you still have to wonder…

What the HELL is this liquid that is spraying out of her pussy like a burst water main?
Is it come, is it pee, what the HELL is it?

And where does it come from?

If you are one of the lucky men in the world who get to witness a woman squirt from her pussy, there is ALWAYS some point where you think to yourself, what is it?

Is it really pussy juice that manages to squirt into the air like an old school water fountain?
Or is it just urine?
Are you getting peed on?

And therein lies the issue men have or worry about when it comes to squirting… is it her orgasm or urine?
Cuz if we’re real, we know men don’t KNOW the ins and outs of the female anatomy too too well so they’re not sure where the spray comes from.
But they still worry about it.

Joke is, the more he worries about it, the softer his dick will get.

When a woman is reaching that plateau of pleasure, she feels hot and bothered, pleased and pleasured and she feels like she’s about to do a number one in between the sheets…
Not so Flo Jo… it ain’t so…

Because if you go past that feeling, what you’ll find is a small or maybe even a large spray of liquid.

Just for the record, its not pee, contrary to what you may have heard, seen, believe or tasted (or maybe you got bumped and she peed on ya just a little).

But when it happens, what do you do?
Are you scared of it or do you go to and put your fingers and face right into it?

The sheets are soaked, its going thru to the matress and she is still spraying.

Cha, I say you throw yaself into that liquid face first and two finger ready.
It’s coming from the same place her normal orgasm comes from, just at a faster, more powerful rate (don’t quote me on that).
Don’t be scurred of it, its not pee…

It’s the result of a good days work… sheeeeet (Clay Davis voice) that means you have the right to take the nut to the face, to the eye, to the cheek or to any other place she aimed it.

YOU caused it dag nammit so SIP from the cup… if you don’t wanna do that, keep on playing with her while she’s squirting.

God knows if you’ll ever get her back into such a situation, you may have got her to do it on a random ting… so while she’s there, keep the party going.

Keeping her coming…

Some women can squirt, some can’t, some don’t even want to and others are DYING to do it but, for men, squirters are not to be feared.

They just project what they want…

How ready are you to receive it?

If a woman asked to squirt in your face, could ya take it?

If a woman asked you to make her squirt, do you think you could do it?

Did you even know that women could squirt?

By Mr Oh

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Power of the Feline

Your a woman!

You know yourself… at least I hope you do…

Because you my dear are the most powerful woman on the planet.
As a mother, sister, daughter, cousin and a WOMAN, you are built to stand the test of time…

And you give birth too…

There’s not a salute big enough…

But there’s something that women HAVE that, to men, make them leaders.
And men want it.
Something that mpake them our mistresses of indecision.
Our hostess at dinner time between the sheets.
Something that makes men slaves to the alter of THE WOMAN.

Shhhh, down kitty…

Yessur…

I’m talking about the Power of the Feline. Or pussy… or vagina if you wanna be proper. Narni if your old school, vajayjay if your LIKE THAT, phat monkey, blue magic, endo, gushy stuff, sugar walls, camel meat, downtown, lower smile and the many different variations we use.

As a man, I can easily admit that in my youthful experimentation days, I got caught in the Power.
More like grabbed round the throat and choked to within an inch of my life.
That sweet thang had me spending money I didn’t have, making promises I couldn’t keep and doing things I was strictly against.
But the Power was too strong and the owner of the Power knew how to use it.

Though they may not admit it, men are reading this thinking they fully have control of the Power in their lives.
Sure, they’ll beat it up and dagger it down but, do they REALLY have it under control?
Think about it guys…

You may know how to make the pussy vibrate with your Mario pipe but, at that moment of dripping wallpaper and succulent rhythm, you can’t imagine being anywhere else.
That is the Power on yo ass…

But the worst thing about the Power… and this is one of those unspoken things that you notice but never talk about…
The fact that a woman’s Power grabs you from the moment you look at her.
She might not be giving it to you but, as a man, you’ve pictured her legs on your shoulders and her sex faces humming to your song.

It’s like you can smell it…

The Power can make a man do damn near anything.
It’s sheer force will make a man go into his pocket for some ching ching… and men LIKE their ching ching…
But the Power tells him to do it…

He can TASTE it in the back of his throat and its fucking up his head.
Now SOME men are hip to the game that the Power brings but they still have their moments of weakness…

Hold on… wait…

See, the Power’s at work in my mind…

You haven’t even hit it yet…

The Power is so damn strong that you are behaving like an idiot for her and questioning things in your own life and you are yet to hit the skins…

Where’s the control now?

Behind every strong man is a strong woman but the Power of the Feline is running his mind.
He can describe to you blow-by-blow the last time he suffered as a result of the Power’s… power, lol.
Maybe he came to pick you up and waited the extra 20 minutes you took to get ready, complaint free…
Or he did something that surprised you in a good way…

It’s the Power at work…

Sweet to the taste and slick as grease on the fingers…

The Power is the IDEA of pussy… the thought of being inside it, the memory of the time she creamed on your dick in thick globs and sucked it off, any opportunity just to be in its presence.

It can start wars, make a clever man dumb and destroy lives in the wrong hands.

Some women use it for good, some women use it for evil (cough Katicus Stackicus cough), some don’t use it at all and some don’t even know they have it.

But really, women don’t have to put effort into using it.
The Power of the Feline is a strong subliminal thing that is right before your eyes but your still blind to it.

In our highly sexualised society, women are pushing their Power in ways like never before.
It’s in music, on our TVs, in newspapers and magazines and in our homes.

These may possibly be the rantings of a highly sexual writer whose had his ass whupped by the Power many times, OR, there are one or two vajayjays out there inflating in the lip area at the thought of the Power emanating into the ether.
Not to be confused with general bad hygiene.

Do you see the Power of the Feline?
If your a woman, do you feel it?
Do you use it?
If your a man, have you HONESTLY ever been assaulted by it?
Can you harness it?

Do you REALLY understand how deep it goes?
No pun intended.

Writing Little Black Book 2, the Power of the Feline is sprinkled ALL over the pages… just wait and see…

By Mr Oh

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What time is it?

It’s an exciting time.

RIGHT NOW.

As your reading this, I’ve documented 6 different ideas about how to expose myself in the best way.
Nasty as I can be, I’m not actually planning to whip out my meat in order to sell a book or two.
That actually depends on how desperate for sales I get.

But this time…

This right now…

I can feel a nervousness creeping thru me.
It’s similar to the feeling people get just before they go on stage to perform.
It makes my heart beat harder than normal and I suddenly feel like I’m on stage with all eyes on me.

That means that its time for a new book to come out.

Little Black Book 2 is on the way, I’m just adding the finishing touches… but I know that, SOON, people are going to have it in their hands.

As in read it for themselves.
And that thought scares the bejesus out of me.

Why?

‘Keep in mind that I’m an artist… and I’m sensitive about my shit.’ (Erykah Badu)

What I’m giving you, and what the other writers are giving you is the thing inside us that comes from a private place. And to deliver that for others to read is a scary prospect.

Will people like it?
Will they understand what I was going for?
Will they be able to picture it?
Am I any good at this writing shit?

That’s pretty much how my train of thought goes.
Every time.

In my heart and my soul, I know I can write but the doubt always creep in… which sucks.
But then I read something I’ve written and remind myself of what I do.

I felt a fair bit of that with this book because I’m thinking of the dreaded sequel curse.
We all know it. Second version of one idea doesn’t always work.
That thought makes me more nervous than when the first Little Black Book came out.

The one thing I can say is that I’ve made it COMPLETELY different from the first.
Not just in the number of stories but the flavour of the stories and where they go and how they get there.
Each individual story is like an adventure into someone else’s sex life.
I’ve kept, and asked, for all stories to be based in London again, but the sex, for me, is… different.
There’s something that… breathes when I read em…
Makes no sense I know but when you get Little Black Book 2, you’ll know.

And now I’m nervous again.

I love writing. I like people to read and hate it or love it. But I get nervous for people to ACTUALLY read it.
I’m a creative type. I’m weird like that.

I write because I have the stories in my head like films and the pictures I see will really entertain. I just need to get em out.

I can guarantee you this though: Little Black Book 2 is gonna make people SEE me…

Even though you can’t ACTUALLY see me, lool…..

Smile…

And get ya mind ready for masturbation…

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Little Black Book 2… ins, outs & Ohgasms

I’ve spent a fair bit of time getting into the swing of this blog thing with my random sex thoughts and my general Oh way of thinking…

But…

It’s time to get down to the REAL freak in me and what I do…

If you didn’t know already, and thought I was just a freak with a blog, allow me to reintroduce myself.

My name is Oh…
Mr to the O H
I’ll warm ya body right up with a hot page.
How I write makes a woman have cum waves
Making Repetitive Ohgasms Hourly is me Oh

I’m the author of a trilogy of short stories called Little Black Book.
Some say its:

‘just a sex book’

Damn right it is.
What’s wrong with relating to the sexual side of people?

The first Little Black Book came out in February 2010 and, in keeping with my ‘new Little Black Book’ every year, it’s about that time for the next installment in the series.

It’s called Little Black Book 2.

13 brand new stories and poems inspired and written around sex in London.

1.  The Meeting
2. Do Me Right
3. Honouree’s Reward by Sista Love
4. Passion Play by Pashun Nate & Pass Ion
5. Foot Soles & PantyHoes
6.  Marcus & The Truth
7. Now We’ve Met…
8. Ladies Nite by Eboney Love, Mamacita & Ebonnie Karr
9. Office Tales
10. Escaping Temptation featuring Sista Love
11. Miles & Melissa
12. Phone Cradle
13. The Chair

20 characters who go through their own individual Ohgasms.

Royston, Melissa, Leon, Nicole, Dante, Nadia, Simon, Charlotte, Stefan, Nia, Russell Reed, Cassandra, Miles, Naomi, Marcus, Tatiana Blue, Osvaldo, Lindsey, Koko and Tina….

50 different ways to cum…

Each story is a sexual escapade exploring sex through the art of storytelling. In order to keep it as real as possible, each story features a wealth of interesting ways to have your own orgasm.

6 brand new writers called The Blackrotica Collective…

A collection of brand new we erotic writers on the scene who have come together to write under the name of The Blackrotica Collective.
They are:
Sista Love
Ebonnie Karr
Pass Ion
Mamacita
Pashun Nate

And all the sex and storytelling your body and mind can handle…

Each story in Little Black Book 2 is different from anything in the first book.
Each story appeals to someone out there who likes it a little different.
Each story is designed to make you feel… something…
Each story is… sexy

Little Black Book 2 is coming next March. The plan was to release it in February, but due to unforeseen circumstances (money obviously), I’ve had to put it back.

But that just gives me more time to let MORE people know about Little Black Book 2 and the things it can do to you.

Yep, that’s right, DO to you…

If the first Little Black Book inspired your body to react accordingly, THIS one will do more of the same and then some.
I can’t tell you how excited I am about Little Black Book 2…
Not only has the freaky been turned up, my own personal writing has improved and I’ve written my very first ‘1st person perspective’ story, which is something I’ve always struggled with as a writer.
Couldn’t tell you why but it was something I could never get my head around.
With some help from a pair of Twitter followers (@chocolateynia & @LadyTT_Bitchie) it just came to me and the result is ‘Foot Soles & PantyHoes’

So you have to let me know how you think I’ve done.

I’m particularly nervous about how that story will be received. Tatiana Blue is one of the more colourful characters I’ve ever created.

So, that’s all there is to know…

If your still not sure about what I’m talking about then how about a taster?

Email me at:
misterohyes@googlemail.com and I’ll send you a snippet of Little Black Book 2.

Keep ya eyes on my Facebook and Twitter for exclusive snippets… at any time…

Or maybe just a random story if the mood takes me…

Either way, have a seat and keep your eyes right here because I’ve got a real good feeling that Little Black Book 2 is going to be something special to remember.

Peace and hair grease…

Mr Oh

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A simple kiss…

Did you know we live in a society today where people don’t kiss?

Seriously, there are people out there who have the audacity to be fucking but won’t put their lips together.
I understand the whole thing when people say, ‘its just a link though, I don’t kiss my links’ but then again I dont.
If your willing to fuck her or him and get their juice on you in one way or another, but you won’t share one of the simplest pleasures?

What’s wrong with your game son?

And then your reason is ‘I don’t kiss…’

How you mean you don’t kiss? Best go be more comfortable in your own house then…

Ok, THAT wouldn’t happen but, dammit, it should…

Let’s take sex out of it for a moment and just remember the last time you shared a GOOD motherfucking kiss.
Not a peck, not a mismatched slob session, or someone’s tongue trying to clean ya teeth.
I mean a REAL cup ya face, stroke ya chin, hold ya close, moan inna ya throat, ‘I’m getting wet’ kinda kiss.

Didn’t it make you feel good? Like all tingly in ya special parts? I don’t know bout you, but, for me, a good kiss is the start of some shit.
A good kiss can be the difference between a one off date and a second date… drop a surprise kiss and they will be picturing what it’ll be like to fuck ya. Maybe that’s your intention, maybe it isn’t. But anytime you kiss someone, you don’t go into it thinking, ‘they don’t look like they can kiss, so I’ll give em my C game’.
You purse up, get ya lips ready (if their as big as mine, you might need a minute) and you go straight in there.
But don’t be all rough and tough like an Afro puff (HEY, rock on with cha bad self…)

A lot of people find kissing very personal and something they want to save for someone who deserves it. (So if your partner ain’t kissing you, your not the one boo boo.)
Kissing is a sexual act in itself. If that last sentence didn’t make any sense to you then STEP UP YOUR GAME…
A kiss can make a woman drip down her thigh and make a man leak pre-cum all over his boxers.
A kiss can take clothes off.
A kiss has the power to make ohgasms, prolong and extend ohgasms and even multiply ohgasms.

But its not the ohgasm we’re here for.
Us kissers, we want the eye contact beforehand.
The shared look that you both have.
Your eyes are screaming KISS ME but you don’t.
You just… hover.

Looking at each others lips, just knowing what you both wanna do.

That feeling is a major rush because you can feel it before you do it.
The first time your lips touch? OoOoOoOoOoOoh my my myyy my my my my…

There’s electricity, fireworks, strobe lights, the whole X Factor stage show…

I was about to say that the dilemma should then arise of HOW to kiss…
But that’s not really a dilemma. It’s a simple case of adaptation and pre-planning.
Before you got anywhere near a kiss, in your head, you should’ve already checked out their lips. You should have a general idea of what style to bring forth but you never really know until your actually doing it.

Soft, hard, tongue, no tongue, suck a lip or not… just adapt yaself…

The initial contact, and the first 15 seconds should open you up to how they like to be kissed.
Initially a soft kiss is usually best. Just letting both your lips taste each other. Feel the person’s style out.
But…
If this kiss has been a long time coming, then it might be a hard, passionate movie kiss that’s necessary…
Now, THOSE are fun…

Hands everywhere, your both FULLY involved, lip smacking, both moaning, no one is leaving, you both want it…

Cha, that type of kiss will make me raise one leg, lol.

And lip sucking… OOOOOH, don’t get me started.

Suck a lip dag nammit!
In the middle of a kiss position switch, take his or her bottom lip and suck that shit. Not so hard like your trying to get the cushion out of it, just enough that they can feel it.
Nuzzle it softly, flick ya tongue over it, make the whole thing moist so when you go back for the kiss, its wet lips all over.
And slippery lips are ohgasmic…

Now don’t neglect the top lip either. Also equally important. Don’t discriminate.

A kiss is foreplay.
It gets the juices flowing, especially for women. Show me a woman who doesn’t like a good kiss and I’ll show you a woman who hasn’t been kissed right.

Running hands thru hair, scratching skin, frantic grabbing at each other, pausing to look in each others eyes like, ‘HELL YES MORE OF THAT’

Am I the only one who finds the simple, yet arousing, pleasure in kissing just too much sometimes?

A kiss can be the start of something. Or the end of something.
A kiss can put an idea in someone’s head. Or make someone cancel a plan all together.
A kiss can make her waters run. Or get him hard when he needs that extra push.
A kiss is your mouth’s way of telling THAT person how you feel without words.

How GOOD was your last good kiss?

Mr Oh

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