We all have fantasies that we'd rather not have anybody find out about. Mainly because all human beings have their insecurities. And I guess you could say that I am no exception to that rule. My name is Stefan Saint-Valentin. I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien in the Republic of Haiti but raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm twenty three years...
The looks on people's faces when they see me walking around with my boyfriend always amuse me. Apparently, there's some unwritten rule out there that Arab girls aren't supposed to date Black men. Sorry, I wasn't around when that rule got coined, so I don't feel the need to adhere to it. The name is Genevieve Abdullah, and I'm a young woman of Lebanese descen...
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...
My name is Steven Atkinson and I am what you would call a valuable player. In every sense of the word. There are plenty of haters out there but I don't let them get the best of me. How many young black college men do you know can say the same? I must be one of a kind. Oh, well. I got to do my thing. No other way about it. The name of the game is anal sex. Wi...
What happens in Montreal stays in Montreal, if only that were true. My name is Nadiya Caliph, and I'm a young Moroccan woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. My parents, Mohammed and Farah Caliph sent me to study at Carleton University in the Canadian capital from our hometown of Beni Mellal in Central Morocco. I'm living far away from home for the fir...
Lying in the arms of her beloved Bartleby, Soraya Suleiman felt safe at last. The young Arab woman thought about all the events that transpired this week, and shuddered. Hard to imagine so many terrible and wonderful things could happen in the span of one week. Why couldn't people look past race, culture and religion and see that at the end of the day, we 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...
As I walk through the halls of the University of Ottawa in the Canadian Capital, I see a lot of Arab guys with White girls. I shake my head, and shudder. Why am I doing this? Am I some of racist? Am I intolerant? Far from it. In fact, I could tell you a thing or two about real intolerance. My name is Mona Bagis, and I'm a Turkish Christian woman who recently...
My name is Zainab Al-Masur, and I'm a young Arab woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I stand five-foot-eight, curvy and sexy, with light bronze skin, long Black hair and light brown eyes. Twenty three years old. I was born in the State of Kuwait, but raised in the City of Toronto in the Province of Ontario, Canada. What I'm about to share with you i...
Jackson Sylvester looked into Zahrah-Yaminah Khaled's eyes as he slid his dick into her asshole. The young Arab woman bit her lips, trying not to scream. Jackson gently wrapped his arms around her as he pushed his cock deeper inside of her. Ever since he first saw the six-foot-tall, curvy young Saudi Arabian woman walking around Carleton University's library...