This is part one of a longer story. Some of this is based on a true story, but names have been changed, and details have been embellished. I hope you enjoy my story. ***** I hated my husband's work events. I didn't know anyone and we were usually the only white people there—he worked at a sports and rap entertainment company. Still, this time was different...
Author's note: This is for a dear friend of mine, you know who you are so I don't gotta call you out. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy this quick story as it unfolds, comment comment comment! Thanks in advance for the love! C8ER2U * Wednesday February 06th 2008 So this is my first time keeping a journal, and I've decided to pull an Anne Frank and name...
I first set foot in the Shawarma Sky restaurant in the City of Nepean, Ontario, a few months ago. I work as a loss prevention officer at the nearby Blue Store, the largest retail outlet in the area. The owner, Malik Al-Bouri, is a nice, forty-something Arab gentleman married to Nafisa, a tall, lovely and curvy, soft-spoken and doe-eyed, friendly and kind Afr...
Paul Johnson from South Africa had just agreed on a high dollar contract with an African company in Kenya. He had relocated to that country from South Africa with his 19 and 18 year old daughters a week ago. The contract was very lucrative and certainly awarded him for his expertise in oil and gas exploration. The contract also included his family's lodgin...
My given name is Tyrell, but most of my friends call me TJ or Black Magic, the latter because of my ability to work sexual magic on white females. I have long known that there was just something special about white women. Makes no difference to me, young or old or in between, skinny, fat, short, tall, there is nothing I like more than white pussy, except may...
Fate is definitely a funny mistress. When I think of the day I met my future husband's family, I have mixed feelings about it. You see, up until I ran into them, I was having one of the worst days of my life. It's not easy being a Muslim female immigrant of Saudi Arabian descent in the Canadian Capital, but I try my best. My name is Amal Jubeir. I moved to t...
Thank you for the responses; I didn't expect such a positive reception! With that little ego-boost, I decided to continue Seong-Hee's story. As always, I'd be happy to read your feedback. -SF ***** The first three things that Seong-Hee noticed when she woke up that morning were that the sun was shining in her eyes, a man's hand was resting on her lower ba...
Qataris aren't supposed to be broke, working at Tim Horton's just to keep a roof over their heads. We're supposed to be wealthy and powerful, that's my western friends say when I tell them that I was born and raised in the City of Al Ghanim in Qatar. I try not to roll my eyes as I remind them that not every person in the oil-rich regions of Saudi Arabia, Qat...
I had just started sucking his cock when the cell rang. He picked it up while I continued: "Hi..... yeah, really good....yeah I'm at her place.....Well (laughing) right now she's sucking my dick......I know, I know, but someone's got to do it.....Yeah, not too bad -- getting there.....Oops! I think we're making her blush." And of course I was. I mean I nev...
It was one of those hot, humid sticky days. Too hot even to go out by the pool, and I was going stir crazy in the house. My husband was away on business, and the kids were visiting their grandparents, so I had nothing to do, and as I mentioned I was going stir crazy. I decided to head out shopping. I got dressed, a short white skirt, and a loose fitting lo...