Tecom 10 Sarl Senegal Stories

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Adisa

by SwiftWenlock on Dec 11, 2017
Fetish

Dammit, the light is getting in. Maybe, I'll open my eyes and I won't be hangover. Maybe, by some miracle I'll feel fresh, the smell of coffee will fill my nose. Maybe, I'll wake up, roll over and see my wife give me that disapproving smile. I roll. Count to 10. And open my left eye. Yup. That was a mistake. First the light squeezes past my eyelids. Then...

Vegas and Unrequited Love Ch. 05

by spoilmwhole on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

End The bartender goes back to his duties and the four of us get comfortable on the couch. We're entwined naked together admiring the naked action around the room. The lights come up part way. "Ladies, Five minutes until speed 'dating'," Ms. Jess announces as she's throwing pillows around the outside of the oversize coffee table. Senegal takes me by the han...

Vegas and Unrequited Love Ch. 04

by spoilmwhole on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

I lay there just listening for a while, to a room still on fire. I hear the beautiful sound of a woman climaxing. The party carries on but I need a time out. Someone pulls my blindfold off of my eyes. I open and find Kurt over me. I grab hold of his neck and he carries me on to an empty section of couch. He lays me on my side and lies down behind me. While s...

Mistress Haram of Congo

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"I'm sorry, my brother, but I don't deal with black male subs," Mistress Haram said casually into the phone, polite but firm as usual. As one of a few black female professional dominants operating in the City of Regina, Saskatchewan, she was used to fielding unusual requests. Still, this one was a no-brainer. From the accent on the other end, she could tell...

Una Bella Italiana

by TessaBear_xoxo on Dec 23, 2019
Interracial Love

This past summer, my boyfriend and I spent a few days in Southern Italy. We were in a café near Pompeii when I noticed this creepy guy staring at us for an uncomfortably long time. My boyfriend happens to be black. I am a fair-skinned blonde. I finally decided to go over and ask him if he had a problem with a white girl being in a relationship with a black g...

Vampire Princess of Senegal Ch. 01

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

"This is some funky stuff, alright," Detective Khadija Camara of the Dakar Metropolitan Police Force said to herself as she gazed at the eviscerated corpse of wealthy American businessman, socialite and investor Louis Michael Rosenthal. The man's pale, chubby carcass was a grisly sight to behold, and even though Khadija Camara had seen much carnage in her ti...

From Chechnya With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

No doubt about it, Russia is one of the most racist countries on the planet Earth. Seriously, if you're of African descent, don't go there. My name is Abdullah Camara and I'm a young black Muslim man of Senegalese descent with a great story to share with you. The Russian people are notoriously xenophobic and the sheer hatred they display toward African, Cent...

Black On Black Pegging: Try It!

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Fetish

My name is Jasmine O'Connell Amadou. I'm a six-foot-tall, light-skinned young Black woman living in the town of Randolph, Massachusetts. My father Richard Jones is originally from the town of Montego Bay in the island of Jamaica and my mother Crystal O'Connell is a Boston-based Irishwoman. I've lived in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, my whole life. I g...

Chechen Muslim Women's Erotica

by Samuelx on Oct 24, 2018
Interracial Love

It was a frosty day in late November, and a storm was brewing on Chariot Street, where, more than three decades ago, the Russian government purchased land to build its state-of-the-art Diplomatic Mission. Normally, Chariot Street was quiet, but on that fateful day, dozens of men and women gathered before the Russian Diplomatic Mission to protest the actions...

Biracial Amazon Queen

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Don't call me mixed, dude, for your information, I identify as black," I said to the wannabe super-fly Latino dude in the Durag who stepped up to me. That fateful morning, I was at Bayview Station, waiting for the O-Train which would take me to the Carleton University campus. After hollering at me in Spanish, a language I do not speak, the bozo finally deci...