"Ahmad, tonight, my dear husband, I am cuckolding you," Fatima Ali said, smiling wickedly at her husband, Saudi Government Minister and career diplomat Ahmad Ali, and then she winked at her Bull. The object of her desire was a handsome Somali stud named Bilal Osman, whom Fatima met while visiting the University of Ottawa. The tall, burly and dark-skinned Eas...
What's a gal to do to land the man of her dreams? Always have a game plan. My name is Larissa Yasimoto, and I'm a young woman with a story to share with you. The lengths to which I went to seduce Ali Hussein, a pious Somali-Canadian Muslim stud and university student, and turned him into the sexual cyclone that continues to delight me. Beware of us Asian gir...
As the greyhound bus dropped off the freeway and began to wind through the outskirts of New York I stared through the window at snow piled high alongside the roads. It was December 7th, five months to the day after my eighteenth birthday, and I was going for interview at the School of Art. I was hoping my cousin, Alison, would be there to meet me at the bus...
This is a sequel to my first story Ayisha's Escapades Part 1, https://www.literotica.com/s/ayishas-escapades-pt-01. Ayisha is a Punjabi Pakistani Housewife on a sabbatical exploring her sexuality like never before. She's married to Hassan, rich and handsome, with a past 'history' of homosexuality. She measures 32C-25-35. This series aims to illustrate her es...
Now I will show you what I've done for you my sweet Ali. Seriously, you think you're so damn tough and I'm supposedly soft and sweet. When I smile at you while adjusting my hijab or casually walking through the hallways of our university, I see you looking at me. Lots of bronze-skinned, dark-eyed and raven-haired girls around but I am still one of a kind. I...
"Doc, I have an embarrassing problem of a personal nature," Shamika Lathers said, and the tall, plump young black woman smiled sheepishly at Dr. Ahmed Ali, wondering what the Somali American physician operating out of Duluth, Minnesota, was going to think of her. Taking a deep breath, Shamika decided to fess up. No point in lying to her doctor, for obvious r...
I awoke the following morning with a dull ache in the pit of my stomach, not regretting a second of the previous nights lusty activities, I was dreading facing Sue and Ali not knowing how either would react the morning after. It was Sue’s reaction I was most worried about, I thought Ali would be OK she had after all been masturbating in front of me for a nu...
It was a week after Ali and I went away for a very intense weekend. I masturbated every night thinking about the things Ali did in front of me, as well as the things we did together. It changed me, for sure, and it was a little scary. Ali called me on Thursday night and said, "Hey sweetie! How's the week been?" "The usual corporate rat race. How about you?...
Part 7 of a series. Please take the time to read 1-6. Ali had just returned home to her family's Minnesota dairy farm for the summer after her first year of college at the U of M. Her father was not sure if he liked all the changes in the way she dressed, the piercings and that strange horse head tattoo that she had on her thigh. He knew something had hap...
Working to continue the momentum here, please leave comments or suggestions. Simply trying to become a better writer. ************ Walking with Ali to the coffee shop was a unique experience to say the least. I know Ali liked being stared at by every soul on the street, but for me it was a bit weird. She acted like she didn't notice every girl and guy we...