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From Qatar With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Unless you test yourself, you will never find out what you're capable of. My name is Abraham Tadesse and I was born and raised in the City of Nazret, Ethiopia. Like a lot of my fellow countrymen, I was driven by abject poverty to seek a better life elsewhere. That's how I ended up as a migrant worker ( in the construction industry ) in Qatar. To any African,...

Saudi MILFs For Zulu Studs

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

I read in a women's magazine somewhere that life begins at forty. Well, for me, I've decided to let that saying be true. My name is Maimuna Sultan-Alzahrani and I'm a Hijab-wearing, pious yet modern Saudi Arabian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I moved here three years ago from my hometown of Dammam, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I neve...

Bless me Father Ch. 01

by laplappapillon on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ch. 01 The story of a priest The church was designed in 1959...and the nameless Catholic Architect, inspired by Rennie Mackintosh and the Arts and Crafts movement has slipped to obscurity; but his legacy is a fine and noble structure, genuflecting to C.R.M's prodigious talent. Sculpted into the hillside, on the outskirts of the city, this faux whitestone m...

Paying for a Life of Leisure

by Bakeboss on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I'm reminded of the fable of "The Grasshopper and the Ant," where the ant spends all summer and fall preparing for the harsh winter while the grasshopper plays. The grasshopper tells the ant he is silly for working so hard, that food is abundant and the weather's far too nice to be working. Of course, the ant warns the foolish grasshopper that winter is comi...

Captured while on Kayaking Vacation

by wanting2bfreed on Nov 19, 2018
BDSM

This is purely a work of fiction, any correlation to anyone living or dead is purely happenstance. I hope you enjoy this story. ******************** I had kayaked down from Redding, on vacation. We had paddled with the current from just below Redding through Sacramento to Isleton. The downstream leg long distances were fairly easy, the current adding mile...

Saudi woman marries Haitian man.

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Always hold your head high when walking in the sea of hostility, I say to my grandson Djohar "Joe" Pierrot. Thanks grandma, the six-foot-tall, honey-colored young man says as he gently kissed my forehead. With a sigh, he pulled away from me. Tugging at his collar, he straps on his backpack and gets ready to leave. Enjoy your classes at U of T, I shout to him...

From Melbourne With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The soft feel and unforgettable taste of another woman's sweet lips on my mouth, now that's something I absolutely cannot get enough of. My name is Afaf Ahmed, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Melbourne, Australia. I was born in the City of Dammam, eastern province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My passport says Sa...

Saudi Girls For Jamaican Men

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Call me Sam, if you please. It's a lot easier to pronounce than Samiyah, I've learned painfully over the years. In my experience, westerners like to shorten and westernize Arabic names every chance they get. Most people can't even pronounce my last name, Nasir-Al-Din, so I don't even bother telling it to them. I was born in the City of Najran, southwestern S...

The German Teacher Pt. 04

by Archie89 on May 11, 2020
Interracial Love

"We need to talk, Sandra." Even Frank felt the seriousness in his own voice and put the groceries, packed in recyclable paper bags on the kitchen table after returning from the supermarket. When Abam had left soon after their delicate morning activities, Frank hadn't been able to stick around so he decided to do the shopping. He needed to be alone with his...

Blood on My Hands

by Cromagnonman on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

I felt her blood on my face, and saw the hole neatly drilled in the very centre of her forehead, a minute fraction of a second before I heard the sound of the suppressed gunshot. She crumpled into my arms and I knew that I was going to be unable to do anything about it, again. I knew who was doing this to me and why, but it didn't make it any easier for me....