Don't let my nerdy looks fool you, I am very dominant. That's what I felt like telling my new boyfriend/next victim Lucas Gregoire as he stepped into my bedroom. My name is Ajeebah Mokhtar and I was born and raised in the City of Misrata, Republic of Libya. I've lived in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, for the past eight years. I stand five feet nine inches tal...
Chapter Six - Sisters of the Web Dubai - One Year Before Lord Tilsbury's Funeral Charlotte sat in the comfortable wing-backed lounge chair her legs demurely crossed at the ankles. She was wearing a dark green business suit, the jacket was open and her pert breasts strained at the tight white silk blouse, the skirt was so tight that without the kick pleat...
I don't know why everyone thinks Muslim women are so damn chaste. Seriously. Take Fadheela-Anisah Mohammed for example. I encountered this chubby, matronly Arab woman when I first moved into the Donald section of the town of Vanier, Province of Ontario. There are lots of Arabs in the neighbourhood, along with Somalis. Me? I'm just a big and tall young Black...
Gently I kissed Wajiha Fahim on the lips as we stood inside the quiet, secluded park in Vanier, Ontario. I've wanted to do this for so long, I told her breathlessly. Wajiha smiled and kissed me back, hugging me fiercely. There we were, just a couple of young people in love, hanging out in a park at night. It was raining quite a bit, kind of unusual for the C...
Growing up in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, Timothy Jean-Pierre had access to all kinds of sexy ladies since he was a good-looking young Black man. Still, there were certain ladies which most players in town considered off-limits. Hijab-wearing Somali women and Arab women. The few White women who wore the hijab after going all Muslim and stuff di...
** A return to my days as a purveyor of quick, dirty smut, on behalf of a paying client, be warned! Smut ahead!!** Second Audition A Bodyshifter's Universe Story by: XXXecil for Hire PROLOGUE With invisible hands the wind caressed the billowing folds of the flowing skirt of fire engine red as it hugged the curves of the scintillating beauty. Ye...
Mimi put her hand between her legs and gently caressed herself, softly moaning with both relief and exquisite bliss, her pussy lips becoming firm and moist. Chatting to Mu on her laptop had become the essential part of her day. She had tried to resist it. She had succeeded on the odd occasion, a whole day without being trained and pushed towards the Arabic s...
Josephine Al-Mansur stepped out of the shower inside her lovely suburb in the Barrhaven suburb of Ottawa, province of Ontario. The young Lebanese woman wore a bright smile and nothing else as she read a text message from a male co-worker. She was having the most exciting day ever. And it didn't even have anything to do with her exciting job as a computer tec...
I honestly don't think prejudice will ever go away, man. My name is Jean-Pierre Clarence. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti, but raised in the town of Miami, State of Florida. I'm a U.S. citizen who's never forgotten his Haitian roots. By the way, I'm also a Werewolf. I have the ability to transform myself into a wolf. The type t...
I always feel a little queasy after some stupendous fucking, but I think it's normal. My name is Fatuwah Hussein and I'm a young woman of Kuwaiti descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Like a lot of Arab women out there I'm curious about sex with non-Arab men and unlike my other Arabian sisters I'm bold enough to get out there and fulfill my sexual c...