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...
Soraya, a Saudi princess (so she said) and chief Public Relations officer for a major organization funded by the Saudi government, expedited my journey into the world of "loving wives." She taught me how to use my position to seduce women and play the DC "insiders game," as she so appropriately called it, on my terms rather than be at the bequest of others....
My name is Romania Tremblay, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the town of Moncton, Province of New Brunswick, but raised in the Capital region of Canada. I have often been told that I cut an imposing figure. I stand six feet two inches tall, slim and fit, with long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I am one...
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...
"You're Haitian and Muslim? No way, what on earth made you decide to embrace Islam?" Sawsan asked, and she looked at the big and tall young black man who stood before her, looking rather sharp in his dark blue security uniform, and shook her head. Will wonders never cease? For weeks now she'd been noticing the security guard following her every move whenever...
Yvonne Ibrahim is my name, and I'm a young Egyptian Coptic Christian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Last year I got kicked out of my beloved school, the University of Ottawa and enrolled at Carleton University. Why did I leave the University of Ottawa? It's a long and painful story, but I will do my best to tell it to you. May it se...
Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself and licked her lips as her sinfully sexy West African lover, Aziz Kalenzaga, gently spread her slender thighs and inhaled the womanly fragrance of her pussy. The young Yemeni Arab woman held her breath, and then relaxed as Aziz smiled at her before he began eating her pussy with gusto. All the tension that Nadia had been feel...
Last Friday, I was listening to my radio as I knitted something white and sexy for me to wear. The pop music on that station appealed to me very much. A news break interrupted the flow of songs. The DJ talked about the career of a former One Direction band member after the band broke up. I was a bit disappointed to learn that those singers were no longer tog...
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...
Abu Khaled woke up, sweating profusely. The big and tall Black man looked around for a moment, feeling disoriented, before he remembered where he was. He was in his apartment in the town of Orleans, in the Ontario region of Canada. He was safe. It was all a dream, he told himself. For months now he'd been having those dreams. And these dreams were so damn in...