Author Takara James #1 Bestselling Author

By: Takara | September 01, 2018

I remember being asked "why do you keep locking doors in my house? We don't lock doors here!" That person not even realizing or understanding my purpose for locking the door. Even in my own home, when I use the bathroom, I lock the door behind me. When I was eight years old I went to visit my dad during summer as I always did. Like normal, he'd sit me down on the big couch in the living room, grab the corded phone with the big buttons and let me sit for an hour or so calling every family member I had in Pine Bluff. Whoever answered the phone would more than likely get a visit from us. My dad didn't have a car at the time so if it they weren't within walking distance, he'd have to call us a ride. This one particular day is the reas...

By: Takara | May 11, 2018

The first thing I worried myself about when my husband left me was who'd unzip my dress. For the last 8 years he's been my crutch. When I gained weight over the years he'd buckle my heels, zip my dress, and help with a number of things I now realize the importance of. However, just because you need someone, doesn't mean you should accept their unfaithfulness. His cheating ruined me more mentally, than the struggles of trying to get out of my own clothing.

By: Takara | November 19, 2017

F246FED5-F629-4C58-BDA6-8D1369B0BB89 What a fucking mess this room had become. Whipped toppings smeared all over the sheets. I’d been angry with him for weeks. We haven’t talked in about three weeks now and the last time we fucked was nearly two months ago. Our passion was always at its peak. My pussy would throb at the sound of his voice. The deep tone, his assertiveness. Always telling me to shut the fuck up, when I was being a brat! We are both stubborn and nothing gets us together better than stubborn sex. He picked me up above his neckline. Still wearing his button down from Work. His bow tie hanging from his shoulder. I love his tailored look. So fucking sexy and this new haircut makes me want to suck his dick until he cries. He loves to lick my pussy. Keeping me well ...

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By: Takara | November 04, 2015


I'd been working with Mrs. Jefferson all day. Her nasty divorce was driving me insane. Don't get me wrong I enjoy working with my clients, but it was now 9:30 PM and I have wine and a good book waiting on me when I get home. "Mrs. Jefferson, I think we've built a pretty good case, maybe we should give it a rest for the evening," I said to her, but she was too distracted to hear me. I caught her gazing out of my office window. "The view here is amazing. It makes me feel on top of the world. Such a romantic vantage point of the city" she said. "I completely agree," I said as I stood beside her. She began to cry, but not a loud outburst, more like silent tears. I glanced at her. Although I desperately ...

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