The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 09: Cruising Up the Nile Chapter 1. Jenny, Linda and myself flew from Cyprus to Cairo on the Wednesday afternoon. Rose and Sharon had left the previous day with Rose's parents. I think the authorities were glad to see the back of us. The Egyptian authorities on the other hand were only too pleased to see us. We were invited to...
Of course I am writing all of this after the fact so I am skipping that which I deem mundane, and focusing on what, in hindsight, was especially critical. So forgive me if I don't babble on about my childhood, pleasant suppers, lover's spats, my wife's sexual attributes, or languid lovemaking. Our marriage has settled into the long run phase, where we were b...
Man, every time I ran into her, the song "She's So High Above Me" starts in my head. I hope I'm not going crazy or anything. My name is Jalil Akbar. For most of my life, I've seen myself as the son of two worlds. My father Mohammed Abdul Akbar was born and raised in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. And my mother Aisha Tabaan hails from the great nation of Somali...
If I had a dollar for every time some fool who fancies himself or herself a Hunter came after me, I'd be a rich woman. Ever since the world found out about my kind's experience in 2015, it's been pure hell. Vampires have lived among humanity for thousands upon thousands of years, existing in secret, stalking the shadows. We only killed when we had to, and we...
Hello, everybody! My name is Dahab Mokhtar, and I am a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Bareg, in the Asir Province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My family moved to the City of Ottawa, the Capital of Canada, eleven years ago. I am twenty three, and in six months I will graduate from the University of Ottawa with my Master's d...
The look on Bashirah Sharif's face as I slid my eight-inch, uncircumcised ebony cock out of her asshole was all the thanks I needed. The tall Black woman lay naked on the bed, legs spread, bound by thick steel chains as were her slender but firm arms. I smiled, and asked her how she felt. It took her a moment to answer, and honestly I don't blame her. I just...
The Vampires. I absolutely hate the breed. I hate the fact that people think they're sexy or cool. Vampires are predators. I wish people would realize that. Oh, well. It's my job to kill those freaks. And I do it happily. My name is Jeremiah Heller. I'm five feet nine inches tall, slim, with light brown skin, curly Black hair and hazel eyes. How would I desc...
August 7, 2012. It had been a year since I got dumped unceremoniously by Diana Jones and experienced a life-altering change in the way I looked both at the world and at myself. Everything that happens in this life is a teaching moment, to quote the recently re-elected United States President Barack Obama. I've changed a lot since those days. For starters, I...
The name is Mohammed Youssef. I'm a big and tall young Black man living in the town of Mogadishu in the Nation of Somalia. I'm here to tell you the truth about the War Against the Undead. The War against the Zombies. In the movies and poorly written novels, whenever the Zombies rise, they're always attacking someplace fancy like North America or Europe. In r...
I first spotted Jamilah Mohammed while walking through the Carleton University library. The tall, curvy young Somali with the cute face and big heart-shaped ass caught my attention because, well, I'm a brother you know? I definitely wanted some of that. When I first moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, I thought it was a lily-white town. I wasn't prepared f...