Walking into a room with the two of them inside, an outsider would sense their connection immediately. They shared that particular kind of mutual lust that manages to completely exclude all others, yet keep them entranced in its spell all the same, bestowing a longing to know its depths upon the observer. No matter...these two weren't going to share their se...
Once Miss White had left, Kristin and Sasha untied Jenny and helped her into her clothes. She was a little wobbly on her feet, tears had dried on her cheeks, but her mouth was twisted into a sideways smile, like she had been knocked out and gone to a happy place. Her eyes seemed to be looking far into the distance. Kristin put one strong arm around Jenny's n...
Teresa, exhausted after watching the video that she had discovered the previous night, had fallen asleep almost as soon as her head touched the pillow. Anticipating that Jenni might be returning by the morning to greet Teresa, she was disappointed to wake up to a empty room, with barely an hour to spare before the first lecture of the day. Deciding that she...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 6 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. THE NEXT MORNING I woke up and groggily tried to reorient mysel...
Note: This is a cyber catfight I had taken part in today (6/27/05). Hope you enjoy it. My name is Desiree Marie Kane and I had a serious hankering to do some cybercatfighting with someone who knew what they were doing. I found many of them on the Yahoo listing for people who enjoyed Catfighting. I added many to my list and then had a few fights. The first t...
Hi. The name's Giovanna Summers. I'm a light-skinned Black B.B.W over five feet tall with big breasts (48g), wide hips, a big belly, a nice fat bubble butt, and some massive thighs. My hair is in very thin braids, dyed light tan-like color, and I have hazel eyes. By the way, I'm 22 years of age. I'm what they call a B.B.W; most women don't like to associat...
As the semester entered its last couple weeks the weather turned snowy; Jenny discovered that you had to leave for class extra early to trudge through the heavy coats of white powder. But because she had never lived anyplace that got snow, it was a novelty for her and she bore it with good humor. What bothered her more was that she saw very little of Kristi...
Two years ago, December 24th, 2007. * I was slouching over the bar counter, staring straight down into my martini. Here I was Christmas Eve, drunkenly contemplating life, and why I was sitting here so alone. So what if I was the successful vice president of my male-oriented company? So what if I lived in a high-rise apartment complex in downtown Manhatta...
"The Apprentice": Today is my first day as a sous chef at your restaurant. I am very nervous. You are one of a handful of female chefs in the business and have a reputation as being old school. Many budding young chefs have had run-ins with you that resulted in them quitting your restaurant in tears and tails between their legs. But you are an excellent che...
Prologue: First off, I must tell you that I'm rich and young. I've done it all, seen it all; well almost. Being young, sex is never far from my mind. In fact it’s always on my mind, especially when I see a buxom teen prancing around in tight clothes pretending they know the ways of the world. I guess you could say I have an issue with control; I never had...