Yousef Saad Nyangwa Stories

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Collateral Damage Pt. 01

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

Although we normally holiday much closer to home the city was lovely and exotic and Leia loved the open-air street markets. In addition to being a valued business associate Saad was also a good friend and tonight he was the perfect host, welcoming us into his home. The wine was flowing freely, especially for my wife Leia, who was giggling at everything and w...

Nigerian Vampire Files

by Samuelx on Aug 21, 2018
NonHuman

"Until the day I die, I'll fight you freaks," Abelard Adewale shouted, and the tall, burly young Nigerian man boldly swung his fist, and connected with the jawline of the pale-skinned man before him. Tall and slim, with alabaster skin and reddish brown hair, the dark-clad man did not even flinch, but instead carelessly, almost casually, took the brunt of the...

Charlie Singer: Role Reversal

by Sanzamour on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Charlie Singer sat in the waiting room glancing at a magazine and watching the lady in the corner knitting a stocking. Ironically, he had always wanted to learn how to knit ever since Ashleigh Samson had made him a scarf their freshman year of college. The door swung open and a young blonde nurse dressed in mint green scrubs came out with a clipboard "Lydia...

Mistress Kerry Ramping-Saad

by Samuelx on Jul 4, 2018
BDSM

Born on the island of Trinidad to an Afro-Trinidadian mother, Amina Ramping, and an Indian immigrant father, Khan Saad, Kerry had always known early on that she was different. It wasn't something that Kerry understood fully, but she watched the people around her and knew that she was smarter and better than them. The fact that she was also exotically beautif...

Collateral Damage Pt. 02

by Joe_Doe_Stories on Sep 18, 2017
BDSM

It took almost an hour for my husband Jacques to find me. I was in the slave trader's parlor, a large and beautifully decorated room with intricately patterned red carpets and plush velvet drapes. The room was decorated with oil paintings depicting the auction of naked women, and several life-sized statues of naked slave women chained on their knees or stand...

Close Observation Ch. 04

by L.Fortune West on Aug 20, 2019
Group Sex

It was another beautiful day. The chaps were all up and ready. They were suited and booted, but every one of them looked absolutely shattered. Ron didn't want to know what they'd got up to the night before, but it looked like they'd got stuck in. Ibrahim seemed very hungover. He had a route printed out for Ron to take them to the races, and passes for them...

Best Somali Erotica

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Nadia, dammit, woman, don't tease me like that," Yousef Ali said, grinning, as he walked into his living room. After a long day working for Securitas Canada at an office building in downtown Ottawa, the six-foot-tall, burly and dark-skinned Djiboutian Muslim workman was tired, and looking forward to getting some much-needed rest. Still, he had a feeling tha...

Close Observation Ch. 02

by L.Fortune West on Aug 6, 2019
Group Sex

When Ron walked back into the lounge, he noted that the lighting was different. The large light on the ceiling had been turned off. Lamps in the corners and by the television were on instead. The room was darker but more intimate now. The scent of the women's perfume was pleasant. The atmosphere had changed. Ron was curious about Helena after the earlier c...

Arab Femdom is Amazing

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Group Sex

I practiced for hours before finally calling them. Mohammed Hassan and Yousef Adbirahman. The two men I love the most. Mohammed is six feet three inches tall and slender, with light brown skin, curly black hair and pale brown eyes. He was born in the town of Mogadishu in the nation of Somaliland. He's been living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, f...

The Goddess Of Dammam

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Twenty years ago we met, and although the timing wasn't right, I knew right then and there that someone special had finally come into my life. My name is Afaf Khan-Birrou and I was born in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Pakistani immigrant mother. My father Omar Alzahrani never took care of my mother Amina Khan and I, and w...