Meet Steve Sinclair, he's a big and tall nerd originally from the island of Haiti. Ruggedly handsome, if somewhat socially awkward, he's the kind of brother whom the sisters think is cool...until he opens his mouth. He's a grad student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, trying to get his MBA. This brother is pushing thirty and happens to...
"Happy Halloween," Fatima Sayyid said cheerfully, as she stood in front of her lover, Raul James. The young Haitian man leaned back in his chair, and paused the television show he'd been watching. Luke Cage could wait, Raul had something much more fascinating to feast his eyes on. The spectacle of his beloved Fatima, attired as he'd never seen her before, fo...
"As Salam Alaikum, Habibti," Raul James as he woke up next to his beloved, Fatima Sayyid, after a night of passionate lovemaking. His favorite Arabian MILF stretched luxuriously on the king-sized bed, and flashed him a wry grin before kissing him on the lips. Raul kissed Fatima back, and watched as the tall, raven-haired, bronze-skinned, curvy gal rose, star...
Walking through Loblaw's market on McArthur Avenue in the east end of Ottawa, Ontario, Fatima Sayyid practically sauntered about, a coy smile on her lovely face. The tall and curvy, beautiful and conservatively attired, Hijab-wearing Arab Muslim woman packed her cart with healthy food and walked unfazed through the throngs of customers moving about. I feel g...
"So, this is what you're looking at when I'm not around," Fatima Sayyid said to herself as she looked at certain items saved under the 'private' folder on her lover Raul James personal computer. The tall, burly and handsome young Haitian was not around, and she was spending the day at his place. And what a day it was turning out to be! "Make yourself at hom...
Man, I know I'm going to Hell for this, I thought as I worked my dick up Fatima Jawari's deliciously tight cunt. The nineteen-year-old Somali Hijabi winced and looked up at me with innocent, doe-like golden brown eyes. Whispering gently, I asked her how she felt and Fatima assured me that she was alright. Good, I thought, and raised her shapely legs in the a...
Fatima swayed her hips seductively to sexy music playing in the Presidential Suite of Zain's Guest House. She wore 6 inch thigh high red leather boots with a black leather hot shorts and a matching leather push up bra. She felt like a goddess in this outfit, and danced like a professional dancer. She slowly stripped for Irfaans best friend who was the owner...
XXX Amna always felt that her best course of action was to retire to her own room when Aunt Salim invited her friends around. She felt sure that none of her aunt’s friends would much enjoy the presence of a teenage girl, particularly one who now habitually spent her time in the house in the nude. Her nudity seemed quite natural when only Aunt Salim was ther...
XXXIV Salim wasn’t at all sure she liked all the changes that her lover had dictated on her niece. First, the breasts, now so unnaturally firm and hard; resisting all attempts of gravity to lower their profile. Then the lips now in such a firm unchanging pout which made her seem as if she was constantly ready for sex, but also somehow moody and sullen when...
A note from the author: As someone who thinks about erotica for a large portion of his waking day, my biggest complaint on the subject is that in a lot of short stories the characters rarely earn the fuck the author describes in blow-by-blow detail. I'm all for anal fisting in the dirtiest bathroom in Scotland, I just want to feel some connection with the c...