Author's Note: The characters of Wonder Negress, Oreo Girl, and The Massa were first introduced in the story Whitewash High Ch. 8 as cosplay characters. Ebony Angel makes her 'superheroine' debut here but her secret identity will debut in a future chapter of Whitewash High. This series reimagines them as actual heroes and villains in a depraved superhero wor...
He'd been watching her form the corning, sipping his wine as she was escorted to a table and given a menu. A young woman, pretty red hair and a shy smile, wearing a black dress meant to entice. Several times in the next ten minutes, she looked from the menu to the door, expecting someone who was obviously. Smiling, he stood and walked to the small table. "He...
Tammy and I (Lisa) decided that since we had both been humiliated in front of each others boy friend a few weeks earlier, that we were going to assure that didn’t happen again to us. But our boy friends had other ideas for us that next weekend. William (my boyfriend) and Mark (Tammy’s boyfriend) had purchased a toy for us to play with that weekend. We had...
You've just finished another of your early morning runs. When you left I was curled up on the sofa with the laptop and that damned cup of hot, black coffee again. You thought I'd still be typing away when you get home. But as you head off to the showers you don't see me and wonder what mischief I'm up to now. When you pass the bedroom you notice that I've c...
(I was taking a well-deserved ski vacation in Vermont when I found what looked to be a book of some sort frozen beneath some ice. I chipped the book out and found it to be some kind of hand written diary. Fifteen full pages in all. From where I had found it, I assumed it would have fallen or been thrown from the cliff above. The last few lines of the book co...
As Salam Alaikum, people. My name is Ali Aden, and I'm a young Black man of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I am a practicing Muslim, and that's part of the reason why this is so difficult for me. I was born in the Puntland region of Somalia, and raised in northern Ontario. I guess you could say I've got a foot in each world. I am proud...
My name is Claire and I have a story to tell. I am twenty-two, I have long brown hair and brown eyes. I also have a perfect hour glass figure and have thirty-six F sized breasts. Yes, that's what I said, thirty-six F sized breasts. Plus, they're natural, they're not fake. Now that I have my description out of the way, let me begin. My story takes place on...
Misty walked down the hall towards her room. Her high heel boots clanked on the floor as she walked. She was the famous red headed Star Ranger Captain. She was the best at killing bad aliens. She was on the biggest ship in the area and had a crew of sexy female Ranger women. She stopped and opened her door. She walked in and locked her door. She stood besi...
"Let's go." It may have been hard to hear me over the blaring music, but she nodded immediately. We fled the dance floor and hurried out of the club. I held her hand as we made our way down the winding streets of Bari Gotic. She was a sight to see. She wore a simple low cut black top that allowed plenty of her breast to show. On her feet were the red flats...
The guests begin arriving. This is high society. The men are wearing their finest tuxedos and the women are dripping diamonds. It's obvious to Eric that these women spend a lot of money keeping their bodies in good shape. He plans on sampling their wares. They look like really good breeding stock. A few catch his eye and flash him their million dollar smile...