A few months ago, I met this cute gal at Wal-Mart, and I decided to make her mine. Samira was her name, and this tall, curvaceous and deliciously big-bottomed Arab cutie looked simply gorgeous in a modest Hijab coupled with dark pants, and the drab blue uniform that all Wal-Mart workers are required to wear. I see pretty girls of all hues and faiths in the C...
"It's my life," Stanley Thurgood said to himself, and the big and tall, dark-skinned young African American man looked at the OC Transpo bus that sped away, leaving him stranded across the street from the Walmart located on Innes Road, in the east end of Ottawa, Ontario. The 94 bus sped through the highway, going toward the West End. Stanley knew that he wou...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Disclaimer: This story contains strong language and use of racial slurs, big cocks, tits and ass. Not realistic at all. If you are looking for realism or if you are easily offended then this story is not for you. Some Useful words to know before you read the story: Hijab-...
"Just shut up and lick me," Manal Abbasi whispered to her lover as he knelt before her, and eagerly munched on her pussy. Lying on the king-sized bed, the young woman closed her eyes and licked her lips as her dutiful boyfriend Jamal "Jay" Sanderson pleasured her with his lips and fingers, twirling his digits around her sweet spot, setting every inch of her...
"Let's get out of here," Amal Abdirahman said softly, and Haika Livni nodded in agreement, disgusted by what she'd just heard on the bus. The older Arab man sitting across from them looked angrily at the two young gay men, one black and one white, who got on the 95 bus at Tunney's Pasture Station, hand in hand, and shook his head, apparently disturbed by wha...
"So, fellas, are we going to do this or what?" Habiba Melaku said, hands on her hips, as she looked at her fiancé Yaqub Hussein and his good friend and fellow Carleton University student Nasser Traore, clucking her tongue impatiently. The six-foot-tall, curvaceous, Hijab-wearing Ethiopian Muslim gal sighed, wishing to high heaven that the fellas would get wi...
Sexual liberation of the modern Muslim woman, that's a controversial topic in both feminist and Muslim circles. Trust me, ladies and gentlemen, I would know. My name is Maimuna Hamid, and I'm a writer, artist, divorcee, and proud Somali-Canadian woman living in the City of Montreal, Quebec. I've lived in Quebec all my life. It is my home, and I'll happily sl...
I swear, if you wear the Hijab on your damn head, you should get ready to have bozos make all kinds of assumptions about you based on that simple fact. Trust me, I would know. It's something I've dealt with my entire life. Such is the fate of observant Muslim ladies living in Western society. My name is Yasmin Rahman, and I'm a young woman living in the City...
"Salaam, Raphael, how's life?" Ghada Al-Khusaibi said softly, as she walked up to the service desk, where Raphael stood, a forlorn look on his dark, handsome face. Standing six feet two inches tall, burly and broad-shouldered, Raphael Duchene was unique sexy in a way only Afro-Caribbean men could be. Hell, the brother made even the drab Walmart uniform look...
"I am a Black Cuckoldress, the type of Black woman who likes to take my man's big Black dick, put it in a chastity device and make him watch me fuck other men," I said to my reflection, and I smiled wickedly as I stood alone in the washroom. A tall, curvy young Black woman stared back at me. Clad in a red tank top, Black leather miniskirt and thigh-high Blac...