Marianna Vasquez-Anselmo looked at Peter Samson's sleeping form, and grinned. The tall, dark-skinned young man whom she affectionately referred to as her "Angelito Negro" or Black Angel, was asleep at last. Hard to believe that this loco American was the same guy she met eight months, when he barged into the Student Affairs Office at the Universidade Catolic...
If there is such a thing as fate, then I thank her for putting Rahim Victor on my path. I know that if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be alive to write these words and share my story with you. My name is Saabira Bassil, and I'm a young woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I moved there six months ago to be with the man I love. I'm originally fr...
Sitting on my boyfriend Elias Ayele's face, I felt proud, beautiful and dignified, like a queen on her throne. My round and thick Yemeni posterior covered every inch of Elias's face, and he wormed his tongue into my asshole, licking me like his life depended on it. Lick it good, I whispered, feeling quite content with myself. Who says Arab Muslim women can't...
There is most certainly a relationship between power and eroticism in our society. And I think we all play our part in this continuity. How else do you explain some of the disturbingly erotic yet politically incorrect situations I keep getting into? My name is Monique Mont Coeur. I am a French Canadian woman born and raised in the City of Montreal, Province...
The universe is a big place, yet sharing it will always be one of sentience's biggest problems. Doesn't matter which realm one inhabits, intelligent beings always quarrel over the same issues. Territory, power, resources and the like. Sad, huh? I've always believed that whoever made the cosmos must have had a sick sense of humor. And so far, I've yet to be p...
As Salam Alaikum, people. The name is Mariam Mourad, and I'm a young Arab-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Orleans, Ontario. I'm five-foot-eight, slim, with light bronze skin, brown eyes and long black hair. My parents, Ali and Amina Mourad moved to provincial Ontario from our ancestral hometown in Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, during the tenth s...
According to conventional wisdom about hijab-wearing Muslim girls, I'm supposed to be soft and sweet. The name is Saleema Hussein and I'm a young woman hailing from the City of Red Deer, Alberta, with a story to share with you. I'm biracial, born to Imran Hussein, an immigrant father from Pakistan, and Salome Gutierrez, a Colombian-born Canadian author. I've...
We had spent the day at an old manor house near the village attending a business lunch. Steve had persuaded his company that it would be good to hold the event in our quiet rural setting giving the city clients and businessmen a chance to sample the fresh country air. Having seen most of the party off home while several others booked into high-class country...
"Stop making a fuss, Sylvain, and give me that butt," Mirai Kitagawa said, laughing merrily, as she playfully slapped her boyfriend's ass. For ages they'd discussed this. Pegging. The ultimate act of role reversal. The sexual penetration of a man by a woman. An essential part of "Femdom" according to the web. The moment of absolute truth was finally upon the...
I love Friday nights, and not just because it's everyone's payday. Nope, for me and close to two billion Muslims worldwide, it's our holy day. Jummah Mubarak is what we say to each other. Tonight, when I went to my favorite Masjid, my boyfriend Adam Stephens asked me if he could come with me. As a Muslim woman, what do you think my answer was? A resounding y...