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Bisexual Muslim Guys in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The life of a bisexual man is seldom easy or simple, but mine is more complicated than most. The name is Suleiman Mehdi. I was born in the City of Casablanca, Morocco, to a Moroccan father and Somali mother. Growing up a biracial man in one of the Muslim world's most beautiful and famous cities wasn't easy. Even though Moroccan society is fairly tolerant and...

From Alberta With Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The good Black man, the one so many Black women say they've given up on finding, does he really exist? I see one every time I look in the mirror. My name is Jacob Voltaire and I was born in the City of Calgary, Alberta, to Haitian immigrant parents. My folks, Antoine and Magdalene Voltaire moved to provincial Alberta from their hometown of Port-De-Paix, Repu...

Those Seven Days Ch. 02

by vyasya on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Vivek was still pacing up and down, albeit slowly, now that Antara and Yusuf had been inside for over twenty minutes. His mind settled and he recollected the strangers name - Yusuf. Images of the days just after their marriage flashed by. Antara and Vivek were in love and had decided to marry after finishing college. Antara was certain about her father's re...

Bisexual Somali Masculinity

by Samuelx on Apr 17, 2019
Group Sex

"Sometimes, it feels like the whole world is against me," Yusuf Sharif said to himself. Sitting on a bench inside the Bayshore Shopping Center, one of Ottawa's busiest malls, Yusuf watched folks walking by. Even now, he was aware of subtle changes happening within himself, and in his perceptions. A certain awareness, of sorts. For a long time, he wished it w...

Exploiting his Weakness

by joygush on Oct 6, 2020
BDSM

Jamilah Koury knew that it was all over the minute the stranger moved into the house across the street. It had all happened too quickly, too stealthily. The Qureshi family, who had lived there for decades, were there one day and gone the next. Most suspiciously, they did not take any of their furniture with them. Jamilah had heard the rumours. They had been...

Fatima and Yusuf in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, dear readers. How are you today? My name is Fatima Mehdi, and I'm a young Arab woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm in the police foundations program at Algonquin College, and hope to work in law enforcement someday. You don't see a lot of Middle-Eastern women in that field, especially Hijab-wearing ones, but I am a determined s...

Those Seven Days Ch. 01

by vyasya on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Preface While the title of the story might remind you of the Hindi movie Woh Saat Din, this story's inspiration actually comes from another Hindi movie Road. It certainly is not a rip-off of that movie with liberal dosage of sexual episodes. The movie had a few hints on cuckolding and I wished the Director had spent a little more time on that aspect. Unfort...

Isabelle and mr. Bête ch. 12

by SciFurz on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Isabelle got a call from Colette in the next morning to ask her to come with her father to the Bête office after lunch. When they arrived they walked with Samantha to the conference room and found the FTC agents there with Jean-Marie's legal head, a Latino looking man she hadn't met before and Jean-Marie himself. The legal head introduced himself as Alphons...

The Wrong Room Ch. 02

by Dreamweaver594 on Sep 19, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

Surprise! This is part two of the flash fiction story The Wrong Room. (For those of you unfamiliar with the term "flash fiction" it's usually under 2000 words or perhaps 1500 depending on who you talk to...I just wanted to try it out as a writing form). Thanks for choosing to read another one of my stories, if you're a new reader, welcome. If you are unfa...

Laresa's World Ch. 18: Hanan

by Black Tulip on Sep 12, 2017
Chain Stories

A word of thanks to Darkniciad for taking the time and trouble to correct my English. * The air was hot and filled with the familiar smell of baked dust and spices. Laresa knew instantly that she was back in the desert. A quick glance around confirmed she was. "I'm at your command, Mistress." "Wait until you're called, girl. Are you a new slave?" "No,...