"I love you, Rasha," Nagad 'Nana' Hussein said, and the young Somali Muslim woman gently wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. Rasha Singh beamed at Nana, moved to tears by her words. The two young women stood in the middle of the quad at Canada's Capital University, hugging tenderly and enjoying each other's company on an unseasonably warm night in late N...
To my editor Chris -- Thank you again. - Nana awoke, still on the floor but covered with a warm blanket and with a pillow under her head. She yawned and stretched out cat-like. The air was filled with the aroma of spices and onions frying. Beside her were empty pillows; they must have all fallen asleep after the last session. Bob is at the stove with his...
"My name is Katsumi Nakasone-Hollander, but everyone calls me Kat," the tall, curvy, raven-haired, thirty-something Asian American businesswoman said with a smile. Jacques Moulin and his wife Renata Urbano-Moulin looked at her and nodded. They were in the City of Randolph, Massachusetts, at the headquarters of Nakasone-Hollander Realty. Interesting pair, Kat...
What's up dear family? My name is Yasmina Hussein and I'm a Somali Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. A while ago I discovered the world of BDSM, shortly after my divorce, and have been really into it ever since. I discovered that I have a talent for and a desire to dominate people, especially men of color. As a Somali Canadian woman, I wa...
"Nice Persian ladies don't do the things I do, or live fearlessly, I know I break the rules but I don't care," Nazanin "Nana" Fereydoun said, licking her lips as she looked up at her boyfriend Ahmad Gassama. The tall, burly and dark-skinned Gambian Muslim stud smiled at her, and the two of them shared a passionate kiss. Nana grabbed Ahmad's ass, and he jerke...
"Call me Nana, it's short for Nasira," said the round-faced, pleasantly plump and big-bottomed Somali Muslim gal. Suleiman nodded, and smiled at her. As jaded as he'd become by the age of thirty four, Suleiman couldn't help feeling a certain...something, whenever he was in her presence. At the office building where they worked, Nana was the only one who ackn...
"So, Nana, what's a gal like you doing working in a place like this?" Raymond Davidson said to the female barber as he sat in the comfortable leathery swivel chair, and he looked at his reflection in the wall-to-wall mirror. A big and tall, dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome young man smiled back at him. Raymond nodded at his reflection, aware of the barber...
Nabila "Nana" Osman can be considered beautiful by virtually any standard of beauty. Six feet tall, bodacious and curvy, with dark brown skin and long, curly dark hair which she no longer bothers to hide under a Hijab, she is classy, lovely and timeless. Whenever she steps out on a stroll, whether walking around downtown Toronto, or casually roaming the ever...
I really appreciated the constructive critism given, and going into this chapter I have tried to observe and follow the advice given - see what you think! ...He looks at her lovely brown ass, and, readying his hungry dick for a hard plunge, slides his still hard cock between her soft thighs. He dives deep into Nana's still convulsing pussy. In this positio...
I stood out of bed naked, took Nanas hand and followed her to her bedroom. Her bed was huge and the room was very feminine with rose walls in a soft light and a lovely sense of perfume. Nana went to the bedside and turned on a lamp. She sat down on the bed and crossed her legs looking at me with a beautiful smile. "You are so sweet," she said while stretchi...