Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
Chapter 1. The most opulent chambers in Topkapi palace belonged to the Sultan. The great hall was decorated with finery from all over the empire. The floor and walls were covered with blue, green and white tiles with abstract patterns on them. These were local from artisans in Constantinople. The floor was covered with deep blue rugs with flower patterns. T...
Consensualis Uxuribus Calidus - Kittens CUC Kittens Chapter One - The Hook Paul and Sabrina were going through a hard time... Paul was an Electrical Technician, certified by the IEEE and good at his job, but getting older now, and at 55 years old finding it impossible to get another job after the company he worked for reduced their staff, he cursed the s...
Prelude My name is Marcus. I am a mercenary commander, a leader of a band of misfits, outsiders, and those who do not belong to what the majority say a normal world. From a rugged untried professionals, my regiment became the most feared, and effective mercenary units in the world. It is not the size of the organization that matters. It was the equipment, q...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 09: Cruising Up the Nile Chapter 1. Jenny, Linda and myself flew from Cyprus to Cairo on the Wednesday afternoon. Rose and Sharon had left the previous day with Rose's parents. I think the authorities were glad to see the back of us. The Egyptian authorities on the other hand were only too pleased to see us. We were invited to...
It was a cold November weekend when I took my first tentative steps in my new life as a new bride with my new husband in a new country. My husband had been living in the UK before we married. I had flown out to join him and to start our new lives together. Imagine my disappointment when I saw the small room he lived in. In a small 4 bedroom house with 8 ot...
Fatima looked in the mirror to check her appearance once last time and smiled satisfactorily. She was wearing a three quarter sleeve blue and pink chiffon dress which had a slightly fitted bodice, with buttons that stopped at her waist. A blue and pink sash was tied like a belt around her waist and the fitted bodice gave way to an ankle length flowing skirt....
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 14l: Back to Egypt Part 12 A Paul and Jenny story Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Paul. At a loss what to do for five hours after leaving the Museum we went back to the hotel and had dinner. After eating we went back to mine and Jenny’s room afterwards and wen...
Mohammed Mokhtar grimaced as Fatuma Suleiman pushed the strap-on dildo into his asshole. The tall and slender Somali stud stroked his big ebony cock as his friend buggered him with her strap-on dildo. At last, Ahmed was right where he always wanted to be. Submitting to a dominant Black Muslim woman's strap-on dildo. The secret desire of many Black Muslim men...
Digging up a Black man's asshole with my strap-on dildo like a miner looking for gold in the Yukon. A difficult task that most Black women would find a daunting challenge in this day and age. This looks like a job for me! My name is Camilla Jean Robert. Who am I? Only the hottest Haitian diva in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec. The best place in Can...