Looking at the young blonde woman lying in bed next to him, Constantine Al-Sharif was deep in thought. Gently, he kissed her forehead. Sighing, he tried not to think about the past and failed miserably. Born and partly raised in the City of Bousse in the nation of Burkina Faso, Constantine had felt odd his entire life. The son of Jacob Al-Sharif, a Lebanese...
"You're my sub, and you will do as I tell you!" Those are the words which came out of my mouth as I looked down at my husband Maher Mutebusi, a six-foot-tall, athletic and burly young Congolese stud who is learning the ins and outs of kink and BDSM thanks to yours truly. Yes, we're a Canadian Muslim couple and we're kinky. Deal with it. I admired our reflect...
I was a freshman at Harvard University. No, not that Harvard. Mine was a small liberal arts college in Eastern Oregon, near the Washington border. It's mission was to "Further Education Through Education." Whatever that meant. Truth was, the only people who went there had no place better to be. As for me, I was supposed to go to the actual Harvard...
Looking up from the geology exam he was preparing, Shale Stephens glanced out the dirty little window of his office. There they were: the iconic ivy-covered walls that had come to symbolize the apex of academia in America. "There are people out there who would kill for a job with that view," he thought to himself. "A tenure-track position as an assistant pr...
Raphael Dorval leaned back on his chair inside the Carleton University library, sighing deeply. The last day of July 2012 and he was still a thousand dollars short for the classes he wanted to take come September 2012. He was going to have to hustle in the month of August, for real. Life wasn't easy in the City of Ottawa these days, if it ever was. The big a...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
Romulus Stephen sat in his bedroom in the small apartment overlooking The Park in Vanier, around the eastern bend of metropolitan Ottawa, Province of Ontario. The big and tall young Black man sat at the computer with his pants down, and furiously stroked his dick. On screen, a sexy Black woman was banging a slim White guy in the ass with her strap-on dildo....
Another boring day at Carleton University. The Capital of Canada can be a quirky environment. The only place on the planet earth where I can feel both invisible and the object of unsaid, unuttered hostility at the same time. Even on a campus teeming with East Indians, Arabs, Chinese and others among throngs of Caucasian students, being Black and male makes o...
Yvette Seraphim is the name. I'm a big and tall, dark-skinned and big-bottomed young Black woman of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. People often say I resemble Tennis Champion Serena Williams, only taller and curvier, with more booty. I take that as a compliment. I am also a Transsexual. There, I said it. I am what I am and...
"Face down and ass up, sexy lady," Master Tariq commanded, and Janice Hastings nodded, then did as she was told. The tall, sturdy and curvy, alabaster-skinned, blonde-haired and green-eyed young Caucasian woman got on all fours, and shook her thick white ass at him. Standing behind her, Master Tariq admired Janice's beauty, which was so unlike that of the sl...