😈Ebz’s Black Book: Letters of Heat & Honey 😈- True Erotic Confessions & Diary Entries from Across the Diaspora (Vol. 1.3) 🔞💦💦💦💦

Whispers in the dark, secrets soaked in sweat…😈💦

Ebz’s Black Book: Letters of Heat & Honey

True Erotic Confessions & Diary Entries from Across the Diaspora

(Vol. 1)

Upbeat sultry jingle fades in — slow, sexy saxophone with a deep bass beat]

Announcer voice (smooth, seductive):

“Welcome to the hottest, wildest, and most scandalous corner of the night…

Where secrets drip like honey and fantasies come to play…

This is…”*

[Jingle swells — a smoky female voice whispers:]

“Ebz Black Book: True Confessions.”

[Beat drops into a slow, pulsating rhythm]

🎙️ Ebz Dixon (warm, teasing):

“Good evening, midnight lovers, mischief makers, and secret sinners. It’s your girl Ebz Dixon, sliding into your ears on Talkboutdat Radio 69.0 — the frequency where your deepest, wettest secrets come alive every Friday night from 10 PM till 2 AM.

Brought to you by the ever-sensual Essense Of Ebony Books, where stories are as dark, rich, and addictive as your wildest desires… essenseofebonybooks.com and sponsored by the dangerously delicious Juicy Vibes, the sex toy company that knows exactly how to turn up the heat when you’re flying solo or playing with company.

Each week, we unlock the vault to your steamiest true confessions that make your pulse race, your breath hitch, and your imagination run wild. From stolen touches in the dead of night, tangled sheets drenched in desire, to the messy, chaotic, and downright scandalous moments you thought only you knew about.

I’m here to bring you the raw, the real, and the ridiculous — all served up dripping with passion, comedy, and the kind of juicy details that keep you coming back for more.

So pour your favorite drink, dim the lights, lock your doors, and get ready to surrender to the pleasure of the spoken word. This is Ebz Black Book: True Confessions, the only show where the stories get wetter, hotter, and naughtier as the night goes on.

Are you ready to get wet? Because we’re just getting started.”

[Jingle reprise — smoky whispers and a slow fade out]

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Letter From Maid in Uptown Villa - Name ANON

Dear Ebz,

Girl, I ain’t just obsessed, I’m addicted. Like, thick thighs squeezing tight, panties soaked through, and fingers that just won’t stop no matter where I am. I’m a maid, so I’m sneaking my own pleasure everywhere, cleaning rooms, making beds, even in the hallways. You think I’m just dusting? Nah, baby, I’m sliding my hand right under my skirt, fingers slick with my own wetness, rubbing slow at first… then faster.

The best moments? When the boss’s family or guests are still in the house. I’m in the master bedroom, switching the sheets, and before I know it, I’m pressed up against the soft pillows, rubbing hard, biting my lip so loud no one hears the moans I’m fighting. My thick ass grinding the mattress, hips rolling with my own rhythm while my fingers are deep inside me, wet and slick. I’m squirting so much it’s soaking the sheets and I gotta wipe it quick before anyone walks in.

One time, the boss’s son popped in early, caught me with my hand buried in my panties, face flushed and dripping wet. His eyes got big, but I just smiled naughty and kept riding my own fingers right there. Girl, I was so loud, I thought I’d be caught, but it only made me wetter, squirt harder, like I was showing off just for him.

Even walking the halls is a challenge. I cross my thick thighs tight, pressing fingers under the edge of my dress, secretly rubbing circles on my clit, trying to keep quiet. Sometimes I grip the cleaning cart tight to muffle my gasps. Elevators? Ha! I’m on my knees inside my own head, fingers slipping under my panties while I pretend to check my phone. My hips roll slow, then faster, and I feel that warm wet heat spread, squeezing tight around my fingers as I lose it in plain sight.

I’m dripping, Ebz. Dripping and desperate. My wet panties are a mess by noon, my hands always slick with my own juices, and I’m just waiting for the next chance to dive right back in. If I don’t get off at least twice a day, I’m a twitching, moaning mess for the rest of my shift.

Keep this secret safe, but if you want the dirty details of my wet, messy, out-of-control life, I’m ready to spill it all, the moans, the squirts, the sticky sheets, and the gasps from people who almost caught me.

Dripping and begging,

Your thick, wet, naughty Maid💦💦💦