Sitting in the living room of her boyfriend Aziz's apartment, Nadia Al-Masri smiled to herself as she looked at the contents of her man's computer. The fool actually left everything open before he went to his afternoon classes at Carleton University. Apparently, Aziz Kalenzaga, the tall, dark-skinned and macho West African stud who stole the young Yemeni-Can...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
Sleeping in my bed thinking about how good it was to lick and suck Sheila pussy and tits... we didn't exchange numbers but at the same time to be honest I didn't really wanted to meet her again because I was scared at people judging me. First I was lesbian and with an older woman? I wasn't ready mentally to face my whole world with those entire new things in...
You've been a naughty guy, I told Rahim Abdullah as I spread his dark butt cheeks and eased my strap-on dildo into his asshole. Immediately the young Somali man went stiff, as something I call the shock of penetration came over him. It happens with every new submissive who experiences the joys of pegging for the first time. Gripping his narrow hips tightly,...
FOREWORD: This is a story based around a woman discovering she's bisexual. The story is about her coming to terms with it and talking to various people, most of whom she can also fuck. The story is open to others adding their own chapters, so feel free if you're interested. There're plenty of options located in the sidebar and I'm working on some of them mys...
Faisal Waberi sat behind the computer, on an isolated corner of the Carleton University library, and smiled as he typed the words "black femdom," on the search engine. Immediately, all manner of hits popped up, displaying scantily clad women of African descent, some of them holding whips, others stroking phallic objects. Very nice, Faisal thought excitedly....
I was at a red light on a sunny day waiting in my car, I had long blonde hair with a cute face and I was lost in my thought. I tried to resist my fantasy so much it became more and more strong. I was 27 years old and a beauty; I took my medium latte Starbucks coffee and drink some thinking about the Black girl I saw at the Starbucks. How beautiful she was, h...
An odd duck, that's what I am. No other explanation for it, I guess. I had to come dangerously close to losing what matters to me in order to appreciate it. The name is Omar Abdelkader and I've got a story to share with you, dear reader. I'm a big and tall Somali-Canadian guy living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I have an MBA from Carleton University and...
Now, odds are you've heard black men complaining about black women being too bossy and things of that nature. Meet the brother who actually LIKES bossy black women...in a special way. Are you intrigued yet? My name is Maher Ahmed and I'm a young man of Somali and Tunisian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. My parents moved to Canada from Tunisia...
That is not dead which can eternal lie and with strange aeons even death may die. **_- - - - - - _**From the endless abyssal void that abides without the boundaries of our universe, the mad, dead and dying deities of old reside, as they slowly lose themselves to the infinite darkness. From this space, a single whisper sounded. It was in a voice that could on...