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Catholic Nun Converts To Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

My name is Annabelle Peggy Simpson, but you may call me Sister Peg. Everybody still does. Even though I'm not a Nun anymore. I was born and raised in the City of Trenton, State of New Jersey. With my Teutonic good looks ( I stand six feet two inches tall, with blonde hair and pale blue eyes ) I could have been a model or an actress but I went in another dire...

Israeli Woman Converts To Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

My name is Janet Barbara Finkelstein and I was born and raised in Tel Aviv, deep within the Nation of Israel. I'd like to tell you about my wonderful new life as a follower of Islam and a part-time resident of both the United States of America and the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Once upon a time, I was a Captain in the Israeli Defense Forces. Until I fell in l...

Feminist Lesbian Woman in Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Outspoken feminist. Proud lesbian. Women's issues author. Staunch liberal. Title IX supporter. Women's rugby coach. Odd are the paths that led me to Allah, my brothers and sisters. My Christian name was Meredith Janet Hawthorne. My friends called me M.J. Recently I changed my name to Fatuma Al-Shabar. Changing my name to fully reflect my Muslim identity. I a...

Redneck Woman Embraces Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, dear readers. In a past life, my name was Rhea Thorne. That's not who I am now. I am here because I have a message to share with you. And also because I have a confession to make. I am a former racist and an ex-feminist. I am both Canadian and a proud Muslim. There, I frigging said it. I was born and raised in the City of Calgary, Alberta....

A Somali Woman Leaves Islam

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Apostate! Kafir! Infidel! Marked for death. In the eyes of the Muslim community, I am all these things and more. My name is Aminata Khalid and I'm a young woman of Somali descent living in the City of Detroit, Michigan. For most of my life, home was the City of Montreal, Quebec. About a year ago, I had life all figured out. I had just graduated from the Univ...

Women Leave Islam For Atheism

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Praise the Lord! Those words are always coming out of my boyfriend William Jean-Bertrand's mouth. Okay, I get it. He's a good Christian and all but I just don't get why he has to remind everybody of it. A lot of people look at Will and I and are really surprised that we're going out. Will is around five-foot-eleven, slim, with light brown skin, curly Black h...

A Whore for Islam Ch. 01

by fillednbred on Mar 3, 2020
Fetish

Tags: Breast Expansion, Transformation, Growth, Bimbofication, Mind Break, Breeding, Interracial Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and sexual incidents portrayed in this production are purely fictitious and above the age of eighteen. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or sho...

A Whore for Islam Ch. 02

by fillednbred on Mar 18, 2020
Fetish

Tags: Breast Expansion, Transformation, Growth, Bimbofication, Mind Break, Breeding, Interracial, Jihad Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and sexual incidents portrayed in this production are purely fictitious and above the age of eighteen. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is int...

Farrokh Khan of Islamabad

by Samuelx on Jul 3, 2018
Interracial Love

"Mister, I don't approve of your relationship with my daughter Anisha," said Farrokh Khan, and the curvaceous Pakistani Muslim matriarch looked at Benjamin Hanover haughtily. The tall, dark and handsome young Afro-Caribbean student stroked his goateed chin thoughtfully, wondering how to best answer such a harsh statement. Smiling like the Devil himself, Benj...

Collette in Islamorada Pt. 01

by CPells on Feb 12, 2019
Fetish

As we went down a long hall, motion lighting and music came on. "Time bomb" slowly beat onto speakers I knew I'd never see. Sebastian turned left before the end of the hall, set me to my feet in the middle of the room, then bid his guests to sit on the oversized black leather corner sofa. They had plenty of room. The ends of the sofa were maybe ten feet away...