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My Japanese Muslim Princess

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, folks. My name is Mira Masayuki-Jones, and I'm a Japanese-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Bet that last bit definitely got your attention. You don't see a lot of Muslims in the Japanese Diaspora, partly because of my people's xenophobia and their devotion to the Shinto faith. I will forever be the odd woman out...

A Black Man's World

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Welcome to my life. My name is Henderson Pitts. A six-foot-two, lean and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a student at Deval Patrick College, a private school named after the state's first African-American Governor. Built in 2007, the school officially welcomed its first class, made up of eighteen hundred students, in...

Underworld Ch. 01

by Binah on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

We were told not to speak unless spoken to. Of course, we knew that already. No one came through the doors of that house on Highbury Street without knowing the basics and usually more. We came with no clothing, no jewelry, no accessories or make up allowed. It was October that year that I arrived and we were allowed, or rather issued, a pair of simple canvas...

African American in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

People are always surprising me with the shit they do, man. My name is Christopher Spence. I'm a big and tall young Black man living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The most politely racist town in the world. The Capital of Canada. What possessed me to leave my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, to come here? I honestly don't know. Oh, yeah. I do...

Asian Persuasion

by daciasdesire on Mar 24, 2018
Interracial

I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...

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Gay up until My First Thai Massage

by hungjewpapi on Sep 17, 2017
First Time

This story is based on a true encounter. I was gay up until I was 19. I knew I was different as a kid and as I got into my teenage years I started to experiment with older guys. I was a good looking kid/teenager however very oblivious to it. It wasn't until I was about 18/19 that I realized I was actually good looking, nice body and what would a lot consid...

Asian Girl For Cute Black Gentleman

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

My name is Catherine Wong but you can call me C.W. Everyone calls me that. I was born and raised in the City of Xiamen in the Chinese Province of Fujian. Recently I moved to the City of Ottawa in the Canadian Province of Ontario. There are lots of Chinese folks in Ottawa but it's a very different world from what I'm used to. I attend the University of Ottawa...

Spellbound: Darkness Revived

by Joggles44 on Mar 24, 2021
Fantasy

You wake up to the sound of your alarm blaring. You snap your fingers and suddenly you are blessed with silence. You drag your self out of bed and open the curtains. Best view in Rothaera, you think to yourself. You gaze out the window and a society teeming with life and promise. Here, magi live separate from the other worlds. As a result, Rothaera is not on...

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In Praise of Black Men

by Samuelx on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

I've always been attracted to men who aren't really dangerous men yet still project that kind of image. I guess it's about the allure, after all. The masculine edge thing. The really manly men always seem a little bit dangerous. I like that. Maybe that's why I've got a thing for Black men. They're so hot, strong and manly. Doesn't matter if they're five-foot...

Photo Ch. 05

by WFEATHER on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

It had been a long time since a mysterious manila envelope with a Milwaukee cancellation mark had appeared in my mailbox, so when the fifth such envelope was awaiting my return from work, I was overjoyed. Suddenly, the stresses of the day disappeared, and the heavy weight I had been carrying was instantly lifted from my shoulders. From the smile upon my face...