Somali Dominatrix With Strapon

Somali girls got the best booties in the African motherland, I thought to myself as I pushed my dick into Mistress Aisha Sadiq's tight asshole. My sexy and curvy, big-bottomed Somali girlfriend groaned softly, fingering her pussy as I fucked her in the ass. The sight of her, lying on her back, gloriously naked ( save for her hijab, which I asked her to keep on her head ) was quite a vision. Mistress Aisha licked her lips, and urged me to fuck her. Give it to me hard my sweet Raphael, she said with a smile. I nodded, and went balls deep up her ass. Fuck me hard, Mistress Aisha urged, and I smiled. What a magnificent woman!

Raising her big legs in the air, Mistress Aisha opened herself up to me, welcoming me inside of her. I gently touched her beautiful face, and leaned closer to kiss her. Aisha grinned and wrapped her arms tightly around me. I kissed her tits, flicking my tongue over the areolas of her nipples as I thrust my dick deeper inside her asshole. Aisha cried out, and I stopped, asking her if she was alright. Nodding, she told me to keep going. I smiled, counting my lucky stars. How lucky am I to have a woman like that in my life?

I continued fucking Mistress Aisha's tight asshole, filling her tight crevice with my dick until I couldn't take it anymore. The vise-like pressure of her ass on my dick finally proved too much for me and I shouted out a warning to her, letting her know that I was about to cum. Mistress Aisha surprised me by what she said. I want you to cum inside of me, my sexy Somali goddess said breathlessly. I hesitated, considering the enormous implications of what she just said. A moment later, I came, exploding inside of her, for I could hold it no longer.

Mistress Aisha's screams of passion mingled with my own, and I collapsed in her arms. My big beautiful Somali goddess held me tight in her arms as I lay on top of her, spent. She cradled me in her arms and I rested my head on her chest, right between her voluminous breasts. Mistress Aisha gently kissed me on my forehead, and asked me how it felt to be in charge for a change. I smiled and told her I loved it. You see, Mistress Aisha is usually the dominant half of our unique pairing. I'm her devoted submissive, and yet we are also a man and a woman, and even a dominatrix needs dick once in a while.

It's funny how Mistress Aisha and I met. We had seen each other at the University of Ottawa many times, and never really noticed one another. Well, I noticed her because she's about five feet ten inches tall, a deliciously curvy Black woman with big tits, wide hips and a huge round ass. Hijab or not, a brother can't help but notice a fine-looking sister when he sees one. The lovely Miss Aisha Sadiq is Somali and I, Raphael Etienne, am as Haitian as rice and beans. I'm a Christian and she's a Muslim. We didn't run in the same circles, let me put it this way. Even though we're both Black, Haitians and Somalis are completely different ethnic groups with different faiths, cultures and histories. We're polite but distant to one another for the most part.

Yet when I noticed this big-booty Black woman clad in somber Muslim robes and hijab walking around the University of Ottawa campus, I felt drawn to her. I just never thought that I would ever have a chance with her, you know? Muslim women who wear the hijab tend to be a religious bunch and they tend to be guarded in their relationships with men. I've often heard it said that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover. We all have secrets and the people you think you understand may hold the biggest surprises for you. How else would you explain how I almost had a heart attack when I ran into Aisha Sadiq, Somali Muslim sister extraordinaire at a BDSM munch in downtown Ottawa one fine Sunday night?

My eyes went wide like saucers when I saw her, sitting at a table with some other men and women whom I had come to know. Members of the female dominance and male submission club of the Canadian capital. So, um, this is a club for BDSM enthusiasts. I've gone to three monthly meetings so far. It's a lot of fun. So, what's a Somali chick doing there? That's what I ask myself. Us Haitians are a sexually adventurous and kinky bunch, we just keep it under wraps. Somali women are supposed to be boring, chaste and repressed. I mean, that's what I thought Muslim women were like, to tell you the truth.

Well, let me be the first to say that I learned a lot that night. Mistress Aisha Sadiq taught me that a lot of my preconceived notions about Muslim women and their sexuality were just plain wrong. Muslim chicks are kinky and sexual, just like all women. Just because a woman wears the hijab and follows Islam doesn't make her a sexless, dull and boring doll. She caught everyone off-guard and became the sole topic of conversation inside the club tonight. Oh, yeah. And she was absolutely magnificent. I watched the other members of the club, eight women and twelve men, all of them white, fawned over her. I realized one thing that night. How badly I wanted that woman. By the end of the evening, we exchanged numbers and added each other on Facebook. We became good friends, and eventually, fuck buddies. I was looking for a female dominant and she was looking for a male submissive. We were made for each other!

I, Raphael Etienne, born in Cap-Haitien, northern Haiti, and raised in Ottawa, Ontario, became the submissive of Mistress Aisha Sadiq, the only Muslim dominatrix in the capital region of Canada. She introduced me to many pleasures, including strap-on play, my absolute favorite. The sexy Somali dominatrix came to my apartment in Vanier, bent me over, lubricated my ass and fucked me with a strap-on dildo. Her strap-on game was tight, as they say. She made me scream as she sodomized me with her strap-on dildo, ramming it deep up my ass. It hurt oh so good, and I absolutely loved it. Yeah, Mistress Aisha Sadiq and I definitely have lots of fun together. Opposites attract, what can I say?