To Dan, Disha's beauty seemed amplified by her mocha skin and jet black hair. He watched intently as Disha tucked her near transparent white blouse into her black pleated miniskirt. Even now, in her early-twenties, her school uniform fitted like she was a young sixteen. For obvious reasons, Dan always loved his wife wearing this particular outfit. He sat in...
One life to live, ladies and gentlemen. That's basically all we've got. My name is Sagal Jawari and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I study criminal justice at the University of Toronto, and these days, life is too hectic for words. It's not easy being a brown-skinned female and a Muslim in Canada. Eve...
# This may or may not be my last ever erotic story. Although my circumstances have changed for the better I have finally run out of ideas; apart from a possible part III to this story! # Love from Amy XX * The days after our night at the Swingers Club were weird; Connie and I didn't talk about what had happened until the Tuesday night after we'd fucked and...
The story is written in a direct style (porn rather than art) so if that is not to your taste please don't just give it a low rating, just stop here and find something much more to your liking instead. Thanks. +++++++++++++++++++ Chapter Two: Amy returns for more cock Amy had been in a daze all day with conflicting thoughts running around in her head as s...
How am I going to tell this story? The idea of sharing with everyone, my first time, I have wanted to for so long, it has been such an erotic idea to play with, an auto-invasion of my own privacy. Finally, I dare myself. The first time with anyone? Or with a white guy? They were the same actually. My first time with a guy was with a white guy. Right, this...
Leaving Fredericksburg, and not that far out Route 16, we found a new chain motel that was nearly empty. It was so new that it probably wasn't taking reservations yet. We stopped, and I went inside. The motel desk was operated by a Pakistani family, a husband and wife team with a small child behind the counter. The woman was quietly mysterious, with dark dee...
A while ago, in the beautiful nation of Pakistan, a remarkable young Muslim woman named Salwa Khan made a life-changing discovery about herself. Something she'd been hiding from herself for far too long became obvious to her and she accepted it at last. Fate meant for me to do extreme things and I am finally okay with that, Salwa Khan realized. Salwa was bor...
How the story came about, how it all started is an integral part of the tale. Let me tell you, this part does not have much sex, but is the one that builds up the characters that play a major role in the ensuing two parts. It happens that from time to time people are thrown in together, diverse people, who otherwise might never have met. Enemies - feudal or...
I didn't believe in fairy tales, in charming princes rescuing damsels in distress from unfortunate circumstances. I have never been that naïve. I also had trouble believing that there is good in the world, until somebody sent me an angel to save me. My name is Aradhana Christina Sharif, and I came into the world on February 4, 1989. I was born in the City of...
"Mister, I don't approve of your relationship with my daughter Anisha," said Farrokh Khan, and the curvaceous Pakistani Muslim matriarch looked at Benjamin Hanover haughtily. The tall, dark and handsome young Afro-Caribbean student stroked his goateed chin thoughtfully, wondering how to best answer such a harsh statement. Smiling like the Devil himself, Benj...