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...
My name is Mohammed Abdul. I was born in the City of Mecca, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. In my lifetime, I've always been a bit bizarre. I'm a five-foot-six, 200-pound guy with dark bronze skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes. When you're a chubby Arab guy from a conservative society, life in general can be tough on you. My brothers, Ali and Ahmed,...
In the movies, Werewolves are monstrous entities prowling the night, eating campers in the woods, and all that jazz. Or we're stuck in high school forever, like in a certain boring-ass television series. Seriously. Sometimes I want to shout from the mountain tops that my kind aren't what you humans think we are, but I know that revealing myself would mean ce...
Just a whimsical quickie for the few who appreciated my last oxymoronic non sequitur... (All fiction. Never knew anyone like these characters. All countries described are fictional. Surely you can't believe a constitutional republic called the United States of America ever existed. No one with flickering intelligence would bother imagining the extant 21st C...
Even now, sitting in the cold and uninviting interview/interrogation room with CIA agent Kristina Bellman and her diminutive Asian-Canadian counterpart, Canadian Security Intelligence Service agent Victor James Lee, I can't believe some of the things I've seen and done. The tall pretty blonde American woman in the smart business suit fixes her steely blue ey...
"Ayat, you're a sweet gal, you know I have nothing against you, it's just that the girls of our Islamic faith are, well, a tad boring, and if we went out, it would be a big deal for both of our families, I don't like the fuss, that's why I date white girls," Farouk Abdallah said, smiling. The young Arab Muslim man stood there, unaware of the fact that he'd j...
Standing over the body of Prince Khaled, General Abel raised his head to the heavens, arms wide and howled a cry of triumph which reverberated throughout the palace. Although not a large man, General Khaled had about him an air of quiet authority which hinted at ferocious inner strength. Five feet nine inches tall, slender and dark-skinned, clad in a suit of...
"There is an exciting Club I wish to introduce you to," he told me. "Oh Janet will enjoy that," I said. "Oh no, it is not that sort of club." Abdul continued. "You wouldn't want her to go there." "Oh?" "Well it is a sort of Arabic night club. Not the sort of place to take your wife," he laughed. "Oh!" I exclaimed. "That sounds interesting. How is i...
I love the taste of Arab pussy in the morning, I thought to myself as I spread my sweetie Safiya Mahmoud's thick, sexy legs and inhaled her cunt's sharp scent. Eagerly I buried my face between her legs, and began eating her pussy like a hungry man. The bed shook as Safiya moaned and groaned while I pleasured her. "Slow down, Yousef, no need to rush," Safiy...
Lying on her back, legs in the air, Feminist Icon Muriel O'Shea was exactly where she wanted to be. Her mouth was wide open, screaming obscenities and drooling as she experienced the fucking of a lifetime. The man fucking her was none other than Mohammed Akbar, a macho young man of Arabian and Somalian descent she met at her Introduction To Criminology class...