As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Khadija Adewale, and I'm a young Nigerian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am twenty six years old. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in sociology. Since I couldn't find any work in my major, I had to look elsewhere. That's how I ended up working at a Call Center i...
*Author's note; After the first chapter, some readers have questioned the science in this story, which surprises me since I didn't think I'd have to explain "String Theory" to Sci-Fi readers. Remember this isn't science, it's science-fiction, and if they had waited for a few more chapters they would have had their explanation. Well, I'm no Astrophysicist...
Tyrone Wattford is twenty one years old, a second-year student in the Business Management program at Roxbury Community College in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. The brother is proudly African American, tall, handsome and athletic, qualities that make him really popular with the local ladies. So why is Tyrone without a lady? While Roxbury Community Colle...
Lisa drove home fast and mad, cursing continually. Her bright blue eyes were flashing dangerously as she stared out at the highway, barely paying attention. "That motherfucker," she growled. "Five fucking years of my life I have given him!" She yelled out in the car, pounding the palm of one hand on the steering wheel. "And for what?!" she asked the empty SU...
Every marriage has its problems, even mine, which is a huge problem considering I'm a guy who gave up every semblance of a normal life to follow hidden fantasies on a spur of whimsy induced by my hot older brother. My life during my marriage to my brother has been built upon submission, only natural when you are a sissy crossdresser and when he has the perfe...
(Please read Chapter 1 if you haven't already. This multi-chapter story could be listed in several different groups. It contains group sex, bisexual and gay contact, incest, BDSM and other fetishes. If this offends you, please stop now. If it doesn't, I hope you enjoy. And a special thanks to Julie, my kinky muse, for her wonderful inspiration and support.)...
As Salam Alaikum, folks. My name is Mira Masayuki-Jones, and I'm a Japanese-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Bet that last bit definitely got your attention. You don't see a lot of Muslims in the Japanese Diaspora, partly because of my people's xenophobia and their devotion to the Shinto faith. I will forever be the odd woman out...
The Princess' cheeks burned with humiliation and excitement. She knew that she was excited by danger, but had so far never been caught. That was what had brought her here to the bedchamber of her future brother-in-law tonight. Now she was caught like a rat in a trap - or a whore in a Prince's bed. She felt the slickness of Malcom's deposit mixed with her own...
His lips were warm as he kissed me right behind my ear. I turned to look at him, but his hand on my shoulder kept me firm. His lips parted slightly as he kissed me again, just below his first kiss. He pulled my body back into his and his tongue flicked across my flesh, wet but hot. I crooked my neck to grant him access. His hand slid from my shoulder to my b...
Tanya giggled to herself as she tottered out of the room, shaking her hips seductively as she tugged her dress back down over her pert bum. She knew she was giving Mike, her boyfriends hunky younger brother, a good view, and as she disappeared around the door, she poked her head back around with a cheeky grin. "Now don't go doing anything without me Mike,"...