When you're the only daughter of a powerful and old-fashioned family, they tend to be a bit overprotective. As much as a family can love its precious daughter, they must understand that someday, she'll have to flap her wings and fly away. That's the way of nature, and of the mundane world. I wish my parents understood that. My name is Nasira "Nana" Boubacar...
I used to think the institution of marriage wasn't for guys like me, until I met the woman I was meant to be with. In my old life I was known as Kendrick Wilkins, but these days I go by the moniker Brother Khalid. I'm a hard-working student at Crossroads College, with a double major in business administration and theology. Someday I will become a preacher. I...
"Obedient Muslim Husbands, now that's a group that needs to be promoted more heavily," Rana Ali said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned, raven-haired young Kuwaiti Arab Muslim woman smiled to herself. Sitting on a throne-like chair in the living room of her plush townhouse in the City of Al Farwaniyah, State of Kuwait, Rana Ali was immen...
"So, Malik, you're a switch-hitter?" Amal Jama said softly, blinking as she took in the news just delivered to her by her boyfriend of almost two years, Malik Mensah. The tall, broad-shouldered young man nodded somberly, and swallowed hard. Malik's shoulders sagged, and he licked his lips, his posture ramrod straight, an ironic term, given his situation, as...
Looking into Laban Suleiman's eyes, Khadija Osman gently stroked his face, then asked him if he was ready. The big and tall Somali man nodded, and inhaled sharply. With effort, Khadija raised Laban's legs in the air and told him to spread his cheeks. The bed shook as the six-foot-four, burly Black man complied with his diminutive mistress orders. He obeyed h...
The world's oldest profession. Now there's something I never thought I'd fall into. Not a pious, Hijab-wearing Somali Muslim sister like I once was. Life, it sure can kick you in the teeth, can't it? Considering what it ultimately led me to, I shouldn't complain, though. Life has a way of working out. My name is Saada Hawiye and I'm a young Somali woman livi...
Black Muslim cuckolds definitely do exist, ladies and gentlemen. Black Muslim guys who enjoy watching their Black Muslim wives and Black Muslim girlfriends get fucked by other men. Apparently, they're out there, and my husband Malik Ali is one of them. My name is Fartuun Khalid-Ali, and I am a Djiboutian-American Muslim woman living in the City of Saint Paul...
I have known what I am ever since I can remember, but I haven't always been able to admit it to myself, or embrace it. My name is Halima Abdullahi and I'm a young woman living in the City of Edmonton, Alberta. I think I was destined for a life of hardship and struggle, for in the eyes of many, I'm something that shouldn't exist. An openly gay, biracial Musli...
As-Salamu Alaykum, my brothers and sisters. My name is Jonathan James Korfa. My friends call me J.J. My family hails from the town of Dhamasa in the Gedo region of Somaliland. My father and mother moved to the City of Boston, Massachusetts, where I was born a few years later. I grew up in New England, and lived there for my whole life. One day, my existence...
Salutations, dear reader. Thank you kindly for dropping by and reading my little tale. The name is Mustapha Feiruz, and I am a young black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I recently graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in business administration, and I am one of thousands of recent college and university gr...