The first time I laid eyes on Rama Abdel-Masih, I was mesmerized. I mean, I was walking through the Rideau Shopping Center with my boys, Timothy and Dalton, one Saturday night, and when I saw her I just froze, man. I see pretty girls all the time, don't get me wrong. I simply wasn't used to seeing tall, majestic ladies in hijabs and regal long robes. With he...
A big shout to my sister in arms Seidah for bringing this story to me, and then helping me write it. Reigniting my passion for writing, after suffering from a flood of abuse and death threats she helped regain my confidence and passion. I will publishing more stories from now on. I love you sis! This is a story that contains offensive language, and it incl...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Prologue Hi there. My name (of course, changed for the obvious reason that I am not suicidal) is Jones. I am a black male, I work as a janitor at this all white school. I live in a big city nearby, and have held my job in this rich white satellite town for about 6 months. Basically, since the Man let me out on parole. My life is a typical tale of the youn...
"I need to know you can go the distance; we need to be on the same page from here on out. So, is this path a go or not for you?" "What are you getting out of this?" "That's not important for you; are you ready to take another slice of humble pie to those snotty bitches or not?" Her voice changed sounding strained and intense as she chided me. "Yes." "Rea...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Stacy and Jonas Wilmer had been married for 4 years. At 28 years old, Stacy was a revelation to behold. She has turned a lot of heads with her long blond hair, and a body that Jonas would consider "a walking wet dream": delicate and beautiful face, perky 36C breasts, slim waist, and long toned legs. She kept herself in shape by long strenuous bike rides, and...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. ****************** Los Angeles, California A series of loud booming sounds were audible moving across the black marble stone floor. Across the room...
The sun blared down, nothing but a clear blue sky surrounding it. The boardwalk was filled with people, shops visited by patrons and families dragging around their kids. Everyone was there because the weather was great and people wanted to head to the beach. The waves crashed onto the shore and men, women and children that filled the area laughed and enjoyed...
Amy tossed and turned, unable to fall back asleep. She had woken up at four in the morning after a particularly intense dream that featured her getting double teamed by her black lover Treyvon and her favorite porn star Jackson Hammer. As they both came in her in the dream, she had awoken with a real orgasm, her fingers in her pussy. Now her mind was focus...