My name is Alimah Amal Hassan. I was born and raised in the City of Al-Karameh in the Kingdom of Jordan. My family moved to the region of Ontario, Canada, about ten years ago. Today, I turn twenty two. I'm a third-year student at Carleton University in the City of Ottawa. I have a lot to be thankful for today. Seriously. I live in the greatest country in the...
As I walk through the halls of the University of Ottawa in the Canadian Capital, I see a lot of Arab guys with White girls. I shake my head, and shudder. Why am I doing this? Am I some of racist? Am I intolerant? Far from it. In fact, I could tell you a thing or two about real intolerance. My name is Mona Bagis, and I'm a Turkish Christian woman who recently...
Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
Anna was the first wife of Ali, a serious 40-something Jordanian engineer. For a long time, she was the one. Anna loved Ali. She had loved him from the first days she met him at the university in her country where he went to study. There were plenty of handsome, healthy, strong and even smart Slavic boys, but she was used to them. That tall, handsome, right...
Before you begin to read, first thanks for considering this story, but more importantly, you don't have to, but in order to better understand what's below you'll want to read the original by 'badidea211'. They've generously given me permission for this sequel, and once you've finished their easy to read, short, and interesting piece you'll see why reading th...
The sun rose over the horizon, and I closed my eyes. Normally, this would mean it's time to sleep. However, with ash clouds blotting out much of the sun, a perpetual gloom hangs over Boston's battered skyline today. This means I can still go hunting. Last night I fed, draining a young White Muslim female spy of her blood. It's morning and I'm still hungry. A...
Try as I might, I can't help but being obsessed with lesbian sex, and for a Hijab-wearing, pious Somali Muslim sister like myself, that's quite a dilemma. My name is Amina Khalid and I live in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Life as a Muslim woman in the Canadian Capital isn't easy, because of the expectations of my traditional Muslim family and the temptations...
Right now, avowed feminist and proud Israeli Defense Forces soldier Miriam Rosenthal was where she knew she was born to be. Lying on her back, sweaty and dazed, blonde hair disheveled and blue eyes blinking nervously, while a well-endowed Muslim guy fucked her in her tight Israeli ass. In one of Tel Aviv's nicest hotels, too. Long had the proud Jewish woman...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut" ***** One fine day, Jilnar the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut's mother called her to come downstairs. She had just finished preparing her a basket of X-rated goodies for her to ta...
Black Muslim cuckolds definitely do exist, ladies and gentlemen. Black Muslim guys who enjoy watching their Black Muslim wives and Black Muslim girlfriends get fucked by other men. Apparently, they're out there, and my husband Malik Ali is one of them. My name is Fartuun Khalid-Ali, and I am a Djiboutian-American Muslim woman living in the City of Saint Paul...