Half an hour later, the party had started dispersing and the guests started to leave. Mayank told Divya the rehearsed lie about having to go to the lawyer's office in Dallas. Divya didn't say anything to Mayank but in her mind, she thought about whether this was something engineered by Bashir to take a chance at her. In fact, she was sure of it. Musa then d...
Alright, I can finally admit it to myself. I am a Muslim. I used to be one of those people who felt a strong dislike of Muslims, until I fell in love with one. It's funny how these things happen, huh? My name is Solomon Kingsley Henderson, although many of my friends have taken to calling me "King Suleiman" in recent times. It's my Muslim name, though it's n...
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Here I am, sitting at my computer after a rather eventful night. My name is Christina Abdul-Hamid, and I'm a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Hasbaya in the Republic of Lebanon, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. My parents, Phillip Abdul-Hamid and Annabelle Mansur moved to the Confederation of Canada in the...
"Only a whore prefers Blacks, the good woman will welcome death rather than being touched by a Black man," that's part of the Arabic literature on racial relations between Africans and Arabs, and it stems from the earliest days of the supposedly egalitarian (racially speaking) Islamic faith. It explains why even though you will see lots of Arab men with Afri...
Good Lebanese girls don't suck black dick, I silently told myself as I wrapped my lips around Gary Davilmar's long and thick cock. Sitting on the bed, the burly young Haitian groaned in pleasure and ran his hand through my long, curly black hair. I looked up at Gary and he winked at me, silently urging me to continue. I'm already on my knees so I might as we...
Chapter 2- Missing Big Frank Coming Out Telling our wives wasn't easy especially for me who had seduced Shirley's gorgeous hetero husband by dressing up in my wife Doreen's lingerie and make-up and offering him full homo sex as a limp wristed effeminate lady-man. It was my first experience as a queer and when Frank asked me to marry him; to be his gay wi...
"Here you go, Mona, take extra-strength, prescription Beano and you'll be fine," Dr. Ahmed Ali said to the curvy, Hijab-wearing middle-aged Emirati Arab Muslim woman, and he discretely handed her the gas medicine. Mona Habib nodded sagely, and took the bag, then walked out of the psychiatrist's office. She felt both relieved and embarrassed at having finally...
In the disorientating fog of his orgasm, Peter didn't realize Asad had stood up from the sofa and walked to the edge of the bed. Trying to focus his eyes as he fought to collect his breath, Peter could see the shaft of Asad's cock jutting from the fly of his pants, along with the way Melanie's mouth looked nearly unhinged as she wrapped it around the upper t...
Lying in bed, Mona Ismail cried herself to sleep. In her parents plush suburban townhouse in affluent Barrhaven, the young Lebanese Canadian Muslim woman bit her lip, thinking about what she lost. Every time Ismail Mona thought about her Somali Muslim ex-boyfriend Rashid Ali, her heart winced. In all her life, no one had ever loved Mona or made her feel the...