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Somali Sisters Need Anal Too!

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Anal

There's something hot and intimate about anal sex that sets it apart from all other forms of sexual pleasure. This I know for sure, after experiencing it in many ways. My name is Yasmin Wahid and I got one hell of a story to share with you, dear readers. I was born in the City of Minneapolis, Minnesota, to a Somali immigrant father, Ahmed Wahid, and a White...

Somali Queen In Ottawa Ch. 03

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Right now, I've got Yasmin Hussein, my favorite Somali goddess on all fours, face down and ass up, and I'm worshipping her gorgeous, heart-shaped ass just like a real man should. And I've got my tongue buried so far up her asshole, you can't tell where she ends and I begin. And you know what? That's exactly how I like it. My name is Steve Salomon, a Haitian...

Somali Queen In Ottawa Ch. 20

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

During our naked mixed-wrestling sessions, I tend to "accidentally" fart in front of my boyfriend Steve Salomon, for, ahem, competitive advantage. Works every time because my favorite Haitian stud is exceptionally vulnerable to the toxic fumes emitted by my thick, round and absolutely mesmerizing all-natural Somali woman's derriere. I'm wicked like that, wha...

Somali Queen In Ottawa Ch. 19

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Yasmin Hussein, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Today is one of the happiest days of my life. Why is that, you may ask? The answer is quite simple, really. I am graduating from Algonquin College with a degree in accounting. Sadly, in this most emotional of days, m...

Somali Vampire King Ch. 01

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

"Fuck this lousy place," I said angrily, glaring at Stewart Mill, and the ugly, smug little fucker smirked, a wicked gleam in his pale eyes. I walked out of the Rex Bar, never to return. I thought about pulling my stake out of my pocket and dusting the annoying little bozo, but I couldn't afford to get such heat on myself. A man's got to know his limitations...

Somali Vampire King

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

In my day, vampires sucked blood, not cock! That's what I thought to myself as I drained a tall, pale gothic guy and dropped his bloodless corpse in a dumpster before walking off into the night. I have a die-hard hatred for Twilight fans, male and female alike. As an authentic member of the Undead Club, they seriously piss me off with their antics. Vampires...

Somali Swingers Do Exist

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Greetings, dear readers. When you think of swingers you probably think of creepy middle-aged White couples in suburban America, right? Well, this is where you're wrong. Truth is that the swinger lifestyle is enjoyed by men and women of all colors and backgrounds. In other words, there is a growing diversity in the world of swinging. Take this story's kinky f...

Somali Girl and Black Texan

by Samuelx on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

Relationships can be so damn stressful, man. Sometimes I wonder why most of us bother with them at all. My name is Stephen McArthur. I'm a young Black man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The Capital region of Canada seems like an odd place for an African-American gentleman to find himself in, doesn't it? I was born and raised in the City o...

Somali Vampire Lifestyle

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Vampire politics, I thought to myself with disgust as I looked at my would-be executioner, Cain Tremblay. The tall, red-haired and alabaster-skinned vampire whom I've known for ages lay on the ground, bleeding and spent but not quite dead. Not just yet. We were in Ottawa's Vanier Parkway, right by the water, on a quiet summer night. Looking at me with a fera...

Somali Mistress Fisting Husband

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

With infinite patience and candor, I looked lovingly into my husband Omar Ibrahim's eyes and inserted my gloved fist into his asshole. Time for my favorite Black stud to get fisted. Omar's eyes widened, and I paused, asking him if he was okay. Omar nodded, and gritted his teeth, urging me to continue. I nodded, and proceeded with care. Even though I've got s...