From that point on, Karen felt like she was in a dream. When she stood up her eyes briefly met those of the bartender, a middle-aged blonde whose expression was professionally neutral. Then she looked around the bar, momentarily paranoid that one of her co-workers might have seen what just transpired. But the bar was almost empty, and none of the few faces l...
As evening fell over Las Vegas, Miss White and Jodie roused themselves from bed, got cleaned up, and dressed to go out for the evening. Jodie was in her new cocktail dress and shoes, and Miss White in a suit with a tight, tapered skirt. This time Miss White wore heels as well — it simply wouldn't do to have Jodie taller than her. Jodie was still without gla...
My name is Miranda Hill. A tall, red-haired and gray-eyed, forty-something white woman of Irish descent living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I'm openly gay, and work as a waitress in a restaurant. Life hasn't been easy for me since my divorce from my ex-husband Joaquin. I'm just trying to make it through the hell that is my daily life. Some things you ba...
On Sunday Miss White got a call from Dean Wilkins, asking her to meet again on Monday. Somewhat hesitantly, Miss White agreed, still uncomfortable with the whole situation but mindful of the leverage that the Dean had over her. Fortunately Kristin and Jenny seemed none the worse for wear after their encounter — though both of their asses were still sore, nei...
Being a big and tall, butch Black woman who worships White chicks hasn't made my life easy. My name is Mary Johnson. A Nursing student at the University of Ottawa in the Province of Ontario, Canada. Ottawa is the city I call home. My family has lived there for generations, though we're originally from the Caribbean. I'm six feet tall, with a chubby body, big...
It was just before sunset two nights later when Kristin, who had been studying in ABD's comfy living room, happened to look up and see something shiny glinting in the bushes outside. Immediately she dropped her book and went to get Sasha, ABD's Sergeant-at-Arms, who was the only other person Miss White had told about the pictures. After quickly conferring,...
A sheen of sweat had broken out on Dina's forehead, and not just because it was still hot in the hotel room. She watched herself in the mirror as Miss White's right hand slid down into her panties, through her pubic hair, and down between her legs. Dina bit her lip and again looked over at Jodie, who was enjoying what she saw but more than ready to get invo...
Donna sat up in her bed and recognized the sounds coming from her mother's bedroom. Her mother was a maid and her boss would dominate her in the bedroom. The white woman would degrade her mom and make her do all kinds of perverted sex acts. She would often bring along friends to join in her mother's humiliation. It got so bad that when her employer did not p...
My name is Shamika Brown. I'm a six-foot-tall, square Black woman living in the city of Buffalo, New York. I run a shelter for immigrants and refugees known as the House of Life. I wear glasses, I'm somewhat curvy, with big tits and a big round ass. I also wear glasses. I'm in my forties and still not married because nobody can stand having me around. I'm yo...
After leaving the Dean's office, instead of heading back toward ABD House, Miss White turned left and walked into town. Right at the edge of campus there was a quiet bar where she ordered a Manhattan and took a seat on the back patio, brooding. Even if Kristin and Jenny agreed to this assignation with the Dean, did that make it right? At some level she woul...