I've always loved motorcycles. I think I became obsessed with them after seeing the movie Terminator 2 : Judgment Day for the first time in 1991. I was only four at the time, I think, but it became my favorite movie. And my fascination with all things related to bikers began. The problem is that I didn't know any bikers from my ethnicity. The only black bike...
Part one: Mahmud of Ghazni It was 1007 A.D. and Mahmud of Ghazni was preparing to raid Hindustan once again. Hindustan, which the British with their inability to curl their occidental tongues around alien consonants, and their arrogance as makers of history, would later rename India. And Christopher Columbus would set sail looking for it and rename Nativ...
Chapter 11: The True Game Begins I watched Monee on the monitor till she slowly put the small calendar book back into the drawer and getting herself dressed again, to which I note that she now did not bother to wear petticoat. My cock grows hard with the thought of standing next to her and rubbing my hand on her hairy mounds through the thin sari she wears....
I've always been pretty useful with my hands and before you start with the jokes, yes, I enjoy a good wank like any other guy - who doesn't? (I haven't gone blind, yet; although having to shave my palms once a month is a drag). It's the reason why God gave us opposable thumbs! Anyway, apart from some average d.i.y skills about the house, I also give good mas...
Amna dreaded the day, but it finally came, when she was to have her first day working on the set of Hot Asian Lovers. She arranged to meet Susan at her flat, so, for Amna, she got up quite early and took the bus across town to the block of apartments opposite her parents’ shop. She prayed while waiting for a prompt reply on the intercom to give no time for h...
This is a true story shared with me by the young Indian man who had the pleasure of experiencing the joys of an older woman as his first lover. During my spring break from college, my family had planned a trip to a neighboring county to spend time with our extended family, celebrating the marriage of one of my cousins. However, on the day we were to leave...
I can't remember the last time I dated a female from my community, and honestly, that's just fine by me. My name is Antoine Leonard Joseph, and I'm a young Black man living in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. I was born in 1987 on the island of Haiti, but moved to the Confederation of Canada with my family in 1990. I've lived here ever since. We fle...
Note: I've submitted this story for the Winter Holiday's Story Contest 2016. If you enjoy it, please vote. Also, per the non-erotic focus category, there's no sex. * "You'll be fine, Stanley, until the kids come along," an older friend warned me before I married Jill. "Then there could be issues." Now I know what he means. Like me, he's Jewish. Also like...
When someone tells you all the days of your life that you're less than, that you're inferior and worthless, you tend to believe them. Yet as surely as God made the day and night, it's your duty to fight back and prove, if only to yourself, that you're worth something. My name is Malakeh "Mala" Saint-Gabriel ( nee Zafari ) and I am a young woman of Persian de...
"Vasu," said Amulu somewhat to her husband's surprise. Hitherto she had followed the tradition of a Hindu wife not calling her husband by name. But Amulu had travelled so far away from orthodoxy that the time has come to give up these ancient practices. "Yes Darling." "I feel frightened." "Of what?" "About us?" "Yes, strange things are happening. A mont...