Tucking my son Anwar into his bed, I stand there for a moment and sigh. Thank Allah for my husband Suleiman and our son. Anwar is a little miracle, his caramel-hued skin practically shining even in the dim light, his curly black hair framing his little face like a crown. My beautiful little angel. Come to bed mamas, a deep voice whispers into my ear as stron...
I've been married to Sammi for over six years. We met in college and frequently slept together and "helped" each other get off when we were in between other relationships. Even then, we had a spark, and quite by accident, we ended up living near one another in New York after graduation. We continued our little trysts for a few years, and then one night, whi...
Once upon a time, there was a king who lost his wife and was left alone with their little daughter, the princess. The king mourned his wife deeply for many years, but finally moved on with his life and marries another woman, a widow with two daughters, both a few years older than the king's own daughter. Unfortunately, the king grew very sick shortly after t...
I probably shouldn't have done this, but I've been browsing through my Haitian boyfriend Steve Salomon's diary. Makes for truly fascinating reading, let me tell you. I just couldn't resist peering into my lover's mind and see what he truly thinks. If that makes me a nosy bitch, so be it. My name is Yasmin Hussein, and I'm a young black Muslim woman of Somali...
In dreams, sometimes, you just find yourself in situations. You don't know how you got there or how you know some of these people or what caused this scenario in the first place. It's as if your spirit wandered around for awhile and found your body (or one just like it) and you can kind of share that body's thoughts. Thus, I found myself sitting in a large r...
Annie was sitting on a bench in the park, eating her lunch. She heard a weird noise, a combination of whirring and screeching, from behind her. She turned and saw what looked like an old English phone box. She blinked; it hadn't been there a minute before. Looking over her shoulder to see if this was some kind of joke, she stood up and slowly walked over to...
I will call her Angel. She started with us about a year ago. 20 years old, determined, qualified, self confident, she was always going to be an asset. The fact that she was 48kg, 160cm foot tall and sexy as hell didn't escape my notice either. She was a really nice and straightforward person, and we had a great working relationship. She was a little flirty a...
The room was dimly lit, candlelight dancing off the stone walls casting long shadows over the stands and small arena floor. The room wasn't so big; maybe the size of the average family room. Three rows of oak benches rose from the arena, encircling it so all could see. The cage that occupied the small arena was made of glass. Bars hued a pale blue and the...
I received an education when my husband and I began dating that has taken me and our sexual relationship to a different level and knocked out some old myths for me. I enjoyed watching X-rated movies with him and thoroughly enjoyed the rewards afterwards and I have a few toys in my collection that get occasional use, but had no idea of the adventure I was abo...
In the dim light golden bubbles caught brief reflections of the city lights outside as they danced up the glass. I handed her one of the glasses and we sat down on the couch, sinking into the smooth, supple black leather. "Well," I said. "Well," she said. "It's been a wonderful evening," I said. "It doesn't have to be over," she said. I smiled, warmth an...