When the Most High sends you a sign, the least you could do is heed His words. My name is Nadiya Al-Najjar and I'm a young woman of Emirati descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. I'm an international student at the University of Toronto, studying business administration. My parents, Fatima and Adnan Al-Najjar were hesitant to allow me, their sole da...
"Lady, that big ass of yours is too damn good. I just can't get enough", I smiled to myself as I eased my manhood out of Halima Mahmoud's puckered asshole. Patting Halima's derriere gently, I sighed with pleasure and pulled off the condom. Lying on her back, stretching luxuriously on the king-sized bed, her curvaceous and magnificently bronzed body shining w...
"The Most High doesn't send us where we want to be but where we need to be," said Imam Samir, leader of the Ottawa Grand Mosque, speaking to a wayward member of his flock. The supplicant in question happens to be Naima Al-Fujaira, a disgraced former member of the Emirati Royal Family, now fallen on hard times. The young Emirati Muslim woman did not seem plea...
First... Sorry it took so long to upload this story. It was completed a long time ago when I uploaded Chapter 1 & 2... I just got lazy & didn't upload earlier! This is the final chapter in this three part tale... I hope you all enjoy! Because of certain issues with certain people here on Lit, I've blocked all comments! I'll explain on my main page if you're...
Hanifa Suleiman winced as Meles Haile Tilaye eased his eight-inch, thick ebony cock out of her asshole. The tall, dark-skinned young Ethiopian pulled the Saudi woman close to him and held her close. Kissing her long Black hair, he stroked her chin and asked her how she felt. Fighting back tears of pain mixed with joy, Hanifa told him she felt great. Turning...
"I have an incredibly flatulent wife, Doc, Choukri farts all the time," Mohammed Hersi lamented, as he sat on Dr. Nasra Ali's couch. The tall, burly, forty-something Somali man looked pensively at his psychiatrist, and wondered what was going on in her head. The doctor's lovely, at times stern face remained as inscrutable as ever. "Mr. Hersi, women fart, ju...
My name is Myriam Jane Rosenberg, but you can call me M.J. I was born and raised in the City of Tel Aviv in the State of Israel. Presently, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. A year ago I won an international scholarship to study at the prestigious Carleton University in Canada's Capital Region and at the time it seemed like a dream come true...
"Yasmin, my dearest wife, would you please get that big round ass of yours away from me? I've got to study for my LSAT," Bashir Diallo said, and the big and tall, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome West African Muslim scholar sighed deeply, and set down his copy of the Princeton Review LSAT Prep book. Only three weeks until the LSAT and he didn't feel too co...
What's up, freaks and weirdoes? The name is Melanie Robillard, and I'm a young biracial woman living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. It's a tough commute to my school but rent is cheaper in Gatineau than in nearby Ottawa. I was born in the City of Montreal to a Haitian immigrant father and a white Canadian mother. Six feet tall, athletic, with light brown s...
I wish people would stop paying attention to what doesn't concern them and just mind their own damn business but that's just wishful thinking. My name is Paul Jean Renard, and I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend Carleton University, where I study business administration. I also work part-time as a security...