It's early morning, the birds are chirping outside my window and the sun is shining through the burnt orange drapes. It creates a golden glow with streams of peach and yellow. My entire bedroom is bathed in this morning glow and it's comforting. I lift my hand to rub the sleep from my eyes and suddenly my attention is drawn to a bright sparkle from a ring on...
"Oops, oh man, I'm so sorry," Alia Patwardhan said sheepishly, looking at the tall young Black man standing at a corner of the elevator began sniffing the air. That's when his lip curled in distaste, and his eyes widened in surprise. For a certain tall, Hijab-wearing young Indian Muslim woman just let loose a thunderously loud fart, less than a meter from hi...
The looks on people's faces when they see me walking around with my boyfriend always amuse me. Apparently, there's some unwritten rule out there that Arab girls aren't supposed to date Black men. Sorry, I wasn't around when that rule got coined, so I don't feel the need to adhere to it. The name is Genevieve Abdullah, and I'm a young woman of Lebanese descen...
Warning: This story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity; if you are underage, live in a place where such material is illegal, or are simply uncomfortable with this kind of story, then don’t read it. (And get off this web site! What did you expect to find at Literotica.com?) This story is Copyright 2002 by Jacques LeBlanc. You may send it to y...
"You are an uncouth dog Khan! Begone from our land. May Allah damn you & your lineage," barked the old man. Sher Mohammed Khan woke up from the dream. He had reached the village of Devipur, Meerut. He stepped down from the caravan & started walking towards the big fort across the river. It was a magnificent view. The fort belonged to one of the biggest Zami...
"Having a fascination with Sikh women is a bad habit for a Muslim man, especially one of African descent," cautioned my friend Sanjay Singh, the young Hindu guy I've known since first year at Algonquin College. We were both newcomers to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, and started school at the same time. In spite of our different backgrounds, we bonded. I've al...
Ever since I could remember, I've always had a thing for black guys, and it's not an easy thing for an Arab woman to admit. The family in which I grew up is profoundly racist, although they would deny it to no end if queried on the subject. There isn't supposed to be any racism in Islam, that's the fairy tale being preached in every Masjid from Yemen to Leba...
Chapter 2: Richard Rises To The Occasion Richard had only just reached the front of the hotel when Leilah appeared. She was breathtaking sight. She had changed and was wearing a flaming red sari of almost gossamer appearance. Richard believed he could see the outline of her body as the light shone from behind her. her hair had been loosened too and was at w...
Preface: This is my completely original "fanfic" story using characters from the classic story by aurelius1982. I have had multiple comments on my past stories requesting a female narration of that story, and I was a big fan of the story anyway, so I thought why not. The author of the original story, aurelius1982 already has read this story and approved my p...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...