My lady Mariam "Mare" Nesrallah is one cheeky gal, in every sense of the word. I knew the tall, raven-haired and bronze-skinned Middle-Eastern beauty was trouble the moment I laid eyes on her. Something about the way she carried herself sent my bells ringing, as it were. Of course, I'm no stranger to trouble myself. My name is Aziz Gueye and I'm a big and t...
"The Black community doesn't allow Black men the freedom of sexual self-expression, we all have to fit into what the community demands or we're toast," Bilal Jones said softly. The six-foot-tall, burly and dark-skinned African American stud leaned back on the chair, and looked at his good friend Samia Lahoud. The conflict and sadness that Samia saw on her go...
Nightfall, at last I can move more freely. I step out of my apartment. The plain brownstone building in Vanier, Ontario, has been my home for the past two years. The landlord is an old man who doesn't ask too many questions as long as he gets his rent money in time. A tenant who sleeps during the day and comes out only at night? Not something he's given much...
Leila was a belly dancer, not of the first water, but a woman who had taken up this particular form of exercise because of boredom. She had grown tired of aerobics, jazz dance, yoga, so why not? It was just another exercise trend to try and ultimately discard when it became too hard. Belly Dance was supposed to fill up those mornings when there was no more...
"Rex, my dear, you're completely loco if you think you can change my mind, I've made my decision and won't budge," Carmen Saadeh said haughtily to the six-foot-three, handsome and well-dressed young black man who stood before her. Rex Toussaint sighed deeply, and looked pleadingly into Carmen's lovely chestnut eyes, but saw nothing but coldness in them. The...
My name is Catherine Aisha Cailloux, and I'm a young Frenchwoman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the Camargue region of France, to a French father and Lebanese-Canadian mother. My mother, Elisabeth Abdul-Hamid, often spoke of her life in the Confederation of Canada, where her family moved during the Lebanese Civil War. She ca...
It's a good thing the public library doesn't have cameras, I thought to myself as I greedily sucked on Steve Armand's dick in the basement. Groaning, the six-foot-tall, burly Haitian-born security guard raked his fingers through my short, spiky dark hair and urged me to continue. Of course he wants me to continue. What man in his right mind would try to stop...
Apparently, as a biracial Muslim woman of Lebanese and Somali descent, I'm supposed to be quiet, oppressed and submissive. Right now, I'm shoving my fist into the anus of one Bilal Abdirahman, and he's squealing like a miserable little bitch. While topping my bound and hapless Black male sub, I'm wearing a red bra and matching panties, along with my high-hee...
Nadia Aoun was born in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, to Arab Christian parents originally from the City of Beirut, Lebanon. Nadia's folks, Pierre and Mariam Aoun own a lovely restaurant called Shawarma Palace. As for her older brother Kassim, he recently graduated from Northeastern University with an Engineering degree and moved to the City of Dearbor...
A lot of guys meet a sexy woman and then groan with regret because she wouldn't give them the time of day. Me? I have an entirely different perspective on these things ever since I got away from a witch named Aziza Catherine 'A.C.' Hussein. A tall, fine-looking Lebanese Christian diva who turned out to be my worst nightmare. I'm going to tell you all about i...