R. Samir Al-kasab Stories

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The Princess of Arabia

by Samuelx on Jul 3, 2019
Interracial Love

"The Most High doesn't send us where we want to be but where we need to be," said Imam Samir, leader of the Ottawa Grand Mosque, speaking to a wayward member of his flock. The supplicant in question happens to be Naima Al-Fujaira, a disgraced former member of the Emirati Royal Family, now fallen on hard times. The young Emirati Muslim woman did not seem plea...

Hana Al-Zaghab of Palestine

by Samuelx on Mar 27, 2018
Interracial Love

"My name is Hana Al-Zaghab," said the short, curvy, Hijab-wearing young Arab woman, smiling faintly. Ottawa Police Constable Rupert James Sherman nodded gently, and noted this on his pad. In spite of the ordeal she'd just gone through, as evidenced by her bruised face, the young woman looked sturdy and dignified. Attacks on racial minorities, especially Musl...

A Few Sips Ch. 13

by sinagainChris12 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

It felt like days had passed since Mr. Hughes, Dr. Trainor, and Samir had left after she'd been examined. Apparently, she was healing rather well, and with any luck, the doctor had told her, she would be able to be up and about in just a few more days. It wasn't her incision keeping her down, he'd assured her, it was the hypotension that she was affected by...

Samira Al-Khani of Ottawa

by Samuelx on Oct 6, 2020
Interracial Love

Samira Al-Khani was born in the City of Riyad, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian Muslim father, Samir Al-Khani, and Amina Sabbagh, a Nubian mother originally from southern Egypt. Tall and curvy, with bronze skin and long, curly dark hair, Samira can be considered beautiful by almost any standard. Born into wealth, Samira fell in love with western society whil...

Saudi Women Are Bossy!

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

You are one crazy broad, I thought to myself as I woke up, all cuffed up, after one helluva night, in my girlfriend Afaf Madani's bed. Man, I went to Mansion Night Club the night before for an African Student Union party, and I barely remember anything. Not your standard fare for yours truly, I must insist on saying. My name is Kader Suleiman and I'm a young...

Mistress Asma of Libya

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"I am Mistress Asma El-Taib of Libya, and I will dominate the hell out of you," the six-foot-tall, brown-skinned, dark-eyed, Hijab-wearing North African MILF said, hands on her hips, as she stood before Samir Stephens. The big and tall, burly and dark-skinned young Haitian Muslim smiled nervously, feeling absolutely tantalized by the sheer presence of the bu...

Sayyida Haddad of Morocco

by Samuelx on Apr 10, 2018
Interracial Love

"Sa-Sa, my friend, you must teach me how to pray," Samuel Rosewood said enthusiastically, and he pointed to the words 'Family in Faith' written on his new blue jersey, along with the description Muslim Scholars Association of the Mississauga branch of the University of Toronto. It was Islamic Awareness Week, and after much soul searching, Samuel came to the...

Mistress Donna of Jamaica

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

"Ma'am, has anyone ever told you that you look just like Serena Williams, you know, the tennis star?" says the chubby, bespectacled young white woman working at the makeup counter at Sephora, and I take a deep breath, and bite back the sharp reply that's just on the tip of my tongue. Instead, I nod and smile, trying to be as friendly as I can. One of my new...

A Desiring Arab Pt. 01

by Scheherazade88 on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up; if not, I'll stay down here till I'm someone else." Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass "Not East, not West, not North and not South- only this spot I am standing on now." Abbas Kiarostami "Yeki Ya Schehrezade! (Oh Schehrezade, w...

A Few Sips Ch. 08

by sinagainChris12 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

The next four weeks went by relatively peacefully at the spa. Business went about as usual around them, and Domino spent time almost every day with Samir. She had finally gotten Alexandru to cook for her, and he would spend part of each night prepping meals for her for the next day. He wasn't overly thrilled that in doing so, he was cooking for her blond fri...