"Good morning my love," Fatima Sayyid said, smiling beatifically at her lover, the handsome Raul James. The tall and burly Haitian stud sprawled on their bed, a look of anticipation on his dark, handsome face. Without further ado, Fatima squatted over Raul's face, and began smothering him with her thick bronze ass. Time to get this show on the road... "Now...
Loving him is ill-advised, she told herself for the thousandth time as she looked at the picture of herself standing next to the one she loved the most. They were too different, she reminded herself. Yet from the first time she laid eyes on him in that Sociology class in September 2011, she couldn't stop thinking about him. In the eyes of most people, she wa...
The life of a bisexual man is seldom easy or simple, but mine is more complicated than most. The name is Suleiman Mehdi. I was born in the City of Casablanca, Morocco, to a Moroccan father and Somali mother. Growing up a biracial man in one of the Muslim world's most beautiful and famous cities wasn't easy. Even though Moroccan society is fairly tolerant and...
Standing in front of the mirror, I look at myself. A Black-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed lady stares back at me. The name is Mona Al-Mokhtar, and I'm a lady with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Baalbek in the Republic of Lebanon, and have lived in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past eleven years. I am forty two years old,...
Michele felt the huge member buried in her anus begin to pulsate; hot, creamy semen flooded her back passage. She was lying face down on the huge bed; pressed down into the satin sheets and soft mattress, her own penis trapped in her satin panties was also hard and leaking pre-seminal fluid. She lay still as Ahmed, the man lying on top of her, emptied himsel...
Always hold your head high when walking in the sea of hostility, I say to my grandson Djohar "Joe" Pierrot. Thanks grandma, the six-foot-tall, honey-colored young man says as he gently kissed my forehead. With a sigh, he pulled away from me. Tugging at his collar, he straps on his backpack and gets ready to leave. Enjoy your classes at U of T, I shout to him...
Good Lebanese girls don't suck black dick, I silently told myself as I wrapped my lips around Gary Davilmar's long and thick cock. Sitting on the bed, the burly young Haitian groaned in pleasure and ran his hand through my long, curly black hair. I looked up at Gary and he winked at me, silently urging me to continue. I'm already on my knees so I might as we...
As the Arab soldiers' truck drives away, the two Arab girls grab me from my chair and push me back into the bedroom. This time there is very little talking between them as though they have some sort of unspoken agreement. The girl with the purple scarf pushes me down onto the bed and quickly climbs on top of me. Her gown comes up and all the way over her hea...
"Damn you for making me fall in love with you Afaf," I whispered to myself as I sat alone at a quiet corner of the campus library. Last night, Afaf Hafiz boarded a flight for Europe from the Ottawa International Airport, the first leg of a long journey toward her homeland of Saudi Arabia. The love of my life has flown away from the City of Ottawa, Ontario, n...
Apparently, as a Saudi Arabian woman, I'm supposed to be soft and sweet, or so I have been told. My name is Amina Alzahrani and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-medical engineering at the University of Ottawa, and hope to become a corporate engineer one of these days. I left the Kingdom of Saudi Ar...