"You got to be kidding me." Ellie shook her head disapprovingly, an index finger and thumb coming up to her face to rub the temples lightly. She had thought spending this Saturday night out with her best friend would have resulted in the usual college activities: Shopping for the latest fashions, clubbing and making the boys jealous, or hell even just a nigh...
Patiently Imam Ahmed Al-Sharif did his evening prayers inside the Mosque in southern Ottawa, Ontario. The older Black man knelt on the carpet and said a prayer to Allah. Beside him, several men and a couple of women prayed. This was a sight which would have shocked many in the Muslim world because men and women weren't supposed to pray in the same area accor...
What's a gal to do to land the man of her dreams? Always have a game plan. My name is Larissa Yasimoto, and I'm a young woman with a story to share with you. The lengths to which I went to seduce Ali Hussein, a pious Somali-Canadian Muslim stud and university student, and turned him into the sexual cyclone that continues to delight me. Beware of us Asian gir...
Michael Franks sat in his chair, deep in thought. A stocky, red-haired and green-eyed Caucasian male in his late twenties, he loosened his tie and sank comfortably in his chair, thinking about what Dr. Leonard Kingsbury revealed to him just hours ago. You're sterile Mr. Franks, the good doctor said in that neutral voice. Michael swallowed hard, nodded and th...
Sometimes, it gets annoying that people consider my husband Isaac Blackstone and I to be like unicorns or something simply because we're a happily married and successful black couple that dabbles into BDSM, Swinging and lately, Female Domination and Cuckoldry. My name is Yemaja Jacobs-Blackstone and I got a story to share with you, dear reader. It's about pu...
Leonard nervously answered the knock on the motel room door, opening to see a tall, very well built black man with a shaved head wearing a leather jacket and jeans. "Is this Candi's room?" he asked in a deep voice. "Over here, hun," a cheery female voice called from behind Leonard. The wormy teen stepped out of the way, or else he feared this large man wo...
My wife, Anna, stood on the balcony, the backdrop of sea and sand shimmering in the afternoon sunshine. Although it should have been her feeling nervous, or at least a little anxious, she still managed to throw me a reassuring smile. Beside me stood Mary, Anna’s closest friend. A little overweight but with a pretty face and a winning personality, she was ce...
Jon stared in the mirror. It has been so long that he had forgotten the last time he did. What it reflected was not as bad as he remembered from that occasion. But it was a hell of a far sight from the last time he had been naked with her. He picked up the jar of moisturizing cream that the docs at the VA insisted would help soften the scars, stop the itch...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
"Hmm, I feel good," Dina Dhavalikar said, and she sighed happily while in the arms of her lover, Ismail Woldense. Tenderly, Dina stroked Ismail's face, and gazed adoringly at her lover. Over the past few months, Ismail had become quite dear to Dina, who surprised herself and many other people by falling in love with him. Nowadays, they live together in a one...