We have a light dinner with some wine and talk of the evening ahead, building the anticipation. While you clear the table I prepare the bedroom. Candles, incense, soft music. When you enter you see the restraints hung from the bed frame, the toys laid out nearby. We've already set the rules for the evening; "yellow" means to slow down a bit, "red" means st...
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...
Opposites attract, and that makes for wonderful fun, I think. Take my wife Jeannette Saint-Jean and me for example. We couldn't be more different from each other yet we're passionately in love. I was born on the island of Haiti in 1967. My parents, Louis and Marie Cavalier moved to the City of Montreal, province of Quebec, in the summer of 1972. I attended t...
My name is Mohammed Abdul. I was born in the City of Mecca, in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. In my lifetime, I've always been a bit bizarre. I'm a five-foot-six, 200-pound guy with dark bronze skin, curly Black hair and light brown eyes. When you're a chubby Arab guy from a conservative society, life in general can be tough on you. My brothers, Ali and Ahmed,...
Are there lesbians in the Muslim world? A lot of Westerners ask themselves that question. I sometimes want to shake the fools, seriously. Since men and women spend so much time apart in Islamic communities, situational bisexuality runs rampant among both our men and our women. It's simply not discussed out loud, that's all. My name is Latifah Qassim and I am...
Gently I kissed Wajiha Fahim on the lips as we stood inside the quiet, secluded park in Vanier, Ontario. I've wanted to do this for so long, I told her breathlessly. Wajiha smiled and kissed me back, hugging me fiercely. There we were, just a couple of young people in love, hanging out in a park at night. It was raining quite a bit, kind of unusual for the C...
Another rough day at work. The life of a modern man isn't easy in this day and age. No matter what the gender issues specialists and political correctness mavens tell you. Take our friend Jefferson Lincoln for example. He's twenty seven years old, and although born and raised in the City of Brockton, Massachusetts, he has been living in metropolitan Ottawa,...
You see me walking down the street, wearing my Hijab and long robe, and you make all kinds of erroneous assumptions about me. I am not oppressed, I am not a religious freak, I am not a terrorist. I am a Muslim woman, pure and simple. Get that through your head. I have the same thoughts, feelings and needs, whether physical, emotional or sexual ( yes, Muslim...
"I guess some Feminists love Muslim dick, apparently," Karim Osman said, mostly to himself as Catalina Jones knelt before him, and took his long and thick Somali dick into her mouth. Catalina was finally putting those thick, juicy lips of hers to good use, by sucking Black dick instead of spewing gender politics nonsense, and it was a wonder to behold. Ins...
In the morning Timmy woke up from a deep sleep. He slept soundly through the night after drinking mommy's milk. Timmy was disappointed, for he realized mommy had not raped him last night. He looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his small body, as he lay naked in a sea of silk sheets, comforters, and down filled pillows that covered a bed well beyond k...