Apparently, Somali Muslim lesbians don't exist. Hmm, that's news to me because I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Halima Ali, and I'm a young Black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-chemistry at the University of Ottawa, and I'm also fairly active on the campus LGBT scene. Indeed, I'm the only Musli...
Chloe Sullivan Kent sat up in bed, her slender and sexy body covered with sweat. For a moment, she didn't know where she was. Then she took one look at the man who lay next to her and remembered. Next to her lay her beloved husband, Clark Kent. He was fast asleep. She didn't blame him for being tired. It had been a rough couple of weeks. Tenderly, she touche...
THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR LEGAL ACTION. * * * * * She was awakened from her not very comfortable na...
Colin Goss was an unremarkable young man. Average in stature, average looks and distinctly average in his academic abilities. Having felt the weight of expectation from his two very beautiful and intelligent sisters and a mother who demanded nothing but the best, he felt doomed by his very biological make up. Colin didn't date girls, he didn't have friends...
this is an attempt at using none of the usual words to describe this. let me know if it works or not. In my sleep I dreamt my chest was being covered by a scratchy wool blanket. I was naked under this blanket, but the cool air of the mountain cabin was somehow sneaking in. I twisted and reached for the covers, but instead found the warmth of her back. Not q...
I love Friday nights, and not just because it's everyone's payday. Nope, for me and close to two billion Muslims worldwide, it's our holy day. Jummah Mubarak is what we say to each other. Tonight, when I went to my favorite Masjid, my boyfriend Adam Stephens asked me if he could come with me. As a Muslim woman, what do you think my answer was? A resounding y...
My culture is conservative, but that doesn't mean I have to be. Religion and culture are important, of course, but so is the individual. The name is Warsama "Sam" Osman, and I'm a tall, skinny and perpetually bald-headed young Black man of Somali descent living in metropolitan Calgary, province of Alberta. Why am I perpetually bald? It's a rare condition I'v...
I went to a charity benefit at a local club put on by some tired, old celebrities. The show was tacky, with extra glitter and lots of 'air kisses'. I was with my flatmate Karen, and afterwards we went across the road to a nightclub. I hadn't been there for years and it was still the same. After an hour talking, we were both kind of lost and a little bored. I...
Chapter 1: The Marathon Early morning, southern California in early autumn, a lovely crisp Saturday, perfect running temperature. Her first marathon, now just ten minutes to the starting gun. Carrie had wheeled up and down the sidelines to warm up, felt reasonably composed mentally, and ready physically. She glanced down at her registration number: she'd...
So the kids went to bed, and I was having a drink out on the porch. She comes outside wearing a black lace teddy and a black thong. We hastily move to the bedroom and I lie on the bed. She starts off right away with sucking my cock. She gives amazing head, but she gets so turned on that she can't do it for long. She turns her body so that I have easy access...