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Haitian Dominatrix with a Strapon

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Black men the world over got this nasty habit of walking around like they own the place. Act like they're the toughest guys. Swagger like they've got the biggest dicks. And I both love and hate them for it. My name is Jeannette Saint-Mathieu. I was born and raised in the town of Cap-Haitien, in the North side of the Republic of Haiti. I've been living in the...

Haitian Femdom in Brockton

by Samuelx on Nov 26, 2017
BDSM

"When we get home, you have to do as I say," Mildred Fils-Aime said, and the forty-something Haitian woman looked at the tall and handsome, nervous-looking brother who sat on the passenger's side of her Lexus. Antoine Jacques looked good and smelled even better, but he looked about as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Is the brother up to th...

A Saudi Woman's Confessions

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Mariam Ali, you have been found guilty of murder, for this the sentence is death by decapitation, to be carried out in thirty days, may The Most High have mercy on your soul," said the Cleric, Ahmad Ibn Youssef, speaking for the High Court of Saudi Arabia. And I looked at them with my head held high, from the pew of the accused. Even in Riyadh's criminal co...

AGS - La nouvelle vie de Suzanne

by ikethebest97 on Apr 22, 2025

Le réveil-matin sonne. Après l'avoir éteint, encore un peu endormie, Suzanne se lève et se dirige vers la porte. Elle sort ensuite dans le couloir, marchant jusqu'à la salle de bain, se sentant un peu étourdie, se demandant si elle ne couve pas une grippe ou une saleté de microbe. Elle ouvre la porte de la salle de bain et voit un nuage de vapeur s'en échapp...

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Haitian Bisexuality: In The End

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

There are those out there who think gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transsexuals don't exist in the Haitian community. Well, I'm here to tell you once and for all that it is a lie. My name is Stephen Yvens Fils-Aime and I am a student-athlete at the Plymouth County Institute of Technology in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. The tale that I am about to share...

White Mistress & Black Male Slave

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Right now, I'm staring into the eyes of my favorite person in the world, a sexy black man named Pierre D'Arnaut, as I slam my member up his tight ass. For I am a sadistic biracial transsexual with dominatrix tendencies who can't get off any other way. My name is Claudia Fils-Aime and I heartily authorize this message. I love dominating black men with my th...

Mistress Shima of Rwanda

by Samuelx on Feb 12, 2019
BDSM

"Black Kink, there's an App for that," Stevenson Fils-Aime said aloud, stroking his goateed chin. The big and tall, dark-skinned young Haitian man lay in bed, in the basement of his aunt Mabel's townhouse in the City of Orleans, Ontario. With his aunt visiting old friends in the City of Montreal, Quebec, the brother had the place to himself. What's a brother...

Arab Femdom in Toronto

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Another night in this dreadful town. Sometimes I wonder why I came here in the first place. My name is James Bien-Aime. I was born and raised in the town of Newton, Massachusetts. In September 2010, I had the world on a string. I was a freshman at Boston College and life was good. I had everything in the palm of my hand. I was a second-string quarterback on...

Fallen Angel: Loneliness Itself

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

This place is a prison, Malik Aurelius thought to himself as he walked through the crowded hallways of the Carleton University Center, heading out. Mid-April and the City of Ottawa, Ontario, was still cold as can be, although, thank heavens for small favors, there was no more snow. The tall, brawny young African rolled his eyes as a white male student stared...

A Picnic

by bopeep1 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Gentle tapping on the window frame, the blinds shift as the warm Welsh air pushes into our room. I stretch and catch a glimpse of the dream that woke me, its slithering tail slips through my grasp. "Buggar, it was a good one too". Something to do with you, mmmmmm and sex. It's 1100. I should get some more sleep but know that I won't be able to now. I sho...