Stop making assumptions about a woman just because of how she dresses or behaves in public, ladies and gentlemen. Seriously. The name is Ayaan Ismail and I'm a young Black Canadian Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Mogadishu, Somalia, and lived there until the twelfth summer of my life. That's whe...
It was in the middle of a clothes shopping trip that Jon suddenly decided that we would go to some car showrooms and have a look at some new cars. Not that Jon was thinking of buying one, it was just to look - and for Jon to show-off my ass. The first one that we went to had a big showroom with lots of cars ranging from small ones to big 4-wheel drive vehicl...
The next day Subhash heard the door-bell ringing at 8-00 A.M. , he was surprised, because there was nobody expected and Sushila never came before 9-00. When he opened the door sure enough he saw it was Sushila standing there with a plastic bag in her hand. Subhash let her in, locked the door and asked her, "Does that bag contain the towel?" Sushila just s...
Mallory gingerly turned the key in the lock, glancing over her shoulder as she heard her neighbor call out, "Welcome back, Mal!" She waved hello to him without saying anything, usually happy to chat, but today she was too exhausted having just returned from a 7-day Mexican cruise. The sun, fun, and booze, not to mention all of the men, was more than she coul...
Roger had just settled in his new office across the street from the Sheraton; it was a great office compared to the ramshackle office his company had occupied for years. But with some recent prosperity, his company had moved to the downtown high rise. Roger had come in a bit early to start unpacking boxes of files and organize a bit before everyone else got...
While Raven was dressing Jessica Adrian was dealing with problems of his own. "You brought her here?" Jasper the infamous Macabre Court heir sneered down his nose at Adrian. "I do not think Drayus will like this. She is too new... you did realize it was her first hunt alone," Jasper uttered in a tone of pure contempt. "Drayus is the one who bid me to brin...
Sliding my dildo into my boyfriend Arnold Pierre's asshole, I couldn't help but smile. My favourite big and tall Black stud, face down and ass up while getting fucked by me. We used to do this the other way around. Well, this is technically his fault. And he's got to deal with it. What do I mean by it? The dangerous, strap-on wielding Haitian Dominatrix that...
Rich cycled to work every day, five miles there in a morning and five miles back in the evening helped to keep him fit. At 42 he was still in good shape. The daily visits to the gym were long gone but the cycling and swimming kept him well toned. He often felt invisible on his journeys though, having lost count of the number of times that impatient car drive...
Friday night and nothing to do. The name is Eric Jones. I'm a young black man from Boston and I recently turned twenty. This takes place during my third year of college. A few years from now, I'm going to become a Boston City police officer, just like my father before me. Until then, I'm just a young man looking for adventure. The good thing about adventure...
The name is Stephen Voltaire. A big and tall, openly bisexual young Black man of Haitian descent who recently moved to the city of Ottawa, Canada. I left behind my beloved and racially diverse city of Brockton, Massachusetts, for the unknown. And although this new land is full of promise, it's also full of dangers. I miss the sexy guys and hot women in my ci...