Now I will show you what I've done for you my sweet Ali. Seriously, you think you're so damn tough and I'm supposedly soft and sweet. When I smile at you while adjusting my hijab or casually walking through the hallways of our university, I see you looking at me. Lots of bronze-skinned, dark-eyed and raven-haired girls around but I am still one of a kind. I...
Sometimes I feel like I was meant for other things. My name is Farduusa Ibrahim and I am a young black woman of Somali descent living in the City of Calgary, Alberta. I recently moved there from the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Last fall I graduated from Carleton University with a bachelor's degree in economics. I thought I would find work easily but somehow, I...
My name is Mona Al-Rashid, and I'm a young Black woman living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I got a story to share with you. It's kind of private but hey, I must unburden myself. If you saw me, I bet you would make all kinds of assumptions about me. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, decidedly curvy and big-bottomed, blessed or perhaps curse...
What's up, player? My name is Stephen. The Hijab Hunter. That's all I can tell you and as you read this story, you'll come to know why. I live in the Province of Ontario, Canada. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent who led a pretty mundane life...until I became aware of a certain change deep within myself. My parents are staunch Catholics but I am a fir...
Disclaimer: This story is fictional and any relation to real-world events is coincidental. All characters are above 18. Being from a multicultural family, it's not my intention to hurt anyone's religious sentiment. If you cannot digest inter-religious sex, please stop and try something else. - Haseena walked carefully so as to not reveal any part of her sk...
Nice South Asian girls don't do certain things, that's what conventional wisdom tells us. My name is Samreen Chaudhury and my friends call me Sammy for short. If someone told you that I'm a nice South Asian gal, I guess someone blatantly lied to you. I was born in the City of Calgary, province of Alberta, to Bangladeshi immigrant parents. My folks, Washim an...
I no longer feel guilt for the things I do. Only God can judge me, since my fellow Muslims are all hypocrites anyways. Oh, plenty of Christians and Jews are hypocritical as well but Muslims pretend like no one else can. Here's a few examples. Brother Hassan, the Imam of my favorite Masjid, is a wise old Cleric from Somaliland. The dude is secretly into men a...
Growing up in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, Timothy Jean-Pierre had access to all kinds of sexy ladies since he was a good-looking young Black man. Still, there were certain ladies which most players in town considered off-limits. Hijab-wearing Somali women and Arab women. The few White women who wore the hijab after going all Muslim and stuff di...
After a grueling day at school, Mark Martinique heads home at last. Taking summer courses at Carleton University was not his idea of a good time. Seriously. The summer heat had the City of Ottawa in a chokehold and even though he was born and raised in the island of Haiti, in the heart of the Caribbean, Mark was affected by the heat just like everybody else....
My name is Darshana Parvati Singh. I was born and raised in the City of Bhopal, Capital of the Indian Province of Madhya Pradesh. I've always been different from others ever since I could remember. As a young woman in the Republic of India, I've always had the feeling that my destiny lay elsewhere. My father Raju Singh always encouraged me to pursue my dream...