Tiffany Allen is inside her large room. She is sitting on the edge of her bed. The leggy black teen is inhaling cigarette smoke. It's one of the only two nasty habits the otherwise perfect girl has, other than bullying. The sporty African American is a terror. Her very beautiful face and sexy body conceal a demon that enjoys preying on other, much weaker girls. She elicits pleasure from their pain, liking nothing more than seeing dread on their faces. Ever since her first days at school, Tiffany has ruled with an iron fist, employing her cohorts to maintain her control over everyone else, making sure no one else could challenge them.
The ebony teen is a basketball star; her body is in perfect shape from that, with muscular thighs and ass. Her two best friends, Jess and Dina, are also on the team with her, and nearly as fit. Right now they are here in her bedroom with her, puffing on their own cigarettes. Tiffany prefers Marlboro, whilst they like Camel. She watches them out of the corner of her eyes. The three of them have been close since childhood and they understand her better than anyone. They are the only people who know that she only enjoys bullying people since her parents neglect her and she feels she has to be a tyrannical leader to get people's attention.
Jess is a lanky brunette who is a little shorter than Tiffany but taller than Dina. She seems to be thinking about something before voicing a concern to the black girl. "Are you sure that we should be smoking like this?" she asks Tiffany. "Not that I'm some sort of a straight-laced goody-two-shoes. But it can't be good for our health and we need to be in peak physical condition if we want to keep our school's current winning streak in the tournaments. We can't do that with what we are doing to our lungs."
Her mind has been occupied with that thought for some time now. She has always been worried about how their habit is affecting their sports abilities. Dina agrees with her and voices this. "I think Jess is right, Tiffany," she says. "I also enjoy smoking but it's not that good for our lungs and heart. Even if we only smoke a few rolls each day, I think we should stop now." Like Jess, she has been concerned about the issue for a long period of time and thought about getting a nicotine patch to help kick the habit.
Tiffany sights. The athletic yet curvy African American girl feels that the two of them are worrying too much. She too wants to stop smoking but is finding it so hard to quit without outside help, so right now she just wants to keep on doing it for a while. "Don't worry about it too much," she says to them. "You two thots are still able to get hot guys to fuck you whenever you want, despite all the cigarette smoke coming out of your mouth. Not that I want to whore myself out like you two. I'm saving it for someone who is special."
Jess snickers audibly. Truth be told, Tiffany would have no problem with getting laid if she wants to. She is easily the hottest girl at their school. It's just that all the guys are shallow perverts who only want her pussy and ass. "You should just try a one-night stand once. I promise it's worth it." Jess pauses for a moment, before continuing. "Besides, I am settling down now with Thomas, the cute guy on the chess club." Now Dina and Tiffany are the ones to start snickering, finding what Jess said to be quite funny.
Dina, in particular, couldn't stop her chortling at what the brunette just said. It's just so hilarious when one thinks of the method Jess used to secure Thomas and ensure that the boy stays with her. "By which you mean threaten him to stay with you after you cheated, telling him that you would leak his nudes all over the internet if he ever leaves you? Yeah, that's extremely romantic of you, isn't it, my dear friend?" Sarcasm laces every word, her voice dripping with derision as she recounts how Jess has been caught in an orgy by her boyfriend and quickly resorted to blackmail to keep him in a relationship with her.
Tiffany is starting to find the two's back and forth jibing conversation to be very amusing. She puts out her cigarette on the ashtray, taking a sip of black coffee. "Let's stop talking about your sex lives for now and focus on something else," she proposes. "I'm thinking about new things we can do to the young kids today. Taking their lunch money isn't as much fun as it used to be." They don't actually have to shake down other kids for money, all of them being very well off. Tiffany, in particular, is extremely wealthy, as her father amassed a large fortune after leaving his office as District Attorney and starting his own private law firm. It's just a sport to them. A little something to occupy their time.
Dina taps her chin thoughtfully. She doesn't really enjoy torturing the other girls as much as Tiffany and Jess do, but is still guilty of having given a few swirlies before. Just a few, really, when compared to what Tiffany has done. "Well, I suppose we could just scare the hell out of them today," she suggests. The other two girls stare as if there is an arm growing out of her forehead. "I mean, why not tone it down today?" Out of all three of them, she is the one with the closest thing to a real moral compass.
Jess giggles incredulously at this. It always amazes her how nice her friend is, compared to her and Tiffany. Dina hasn't beaten up anyone in ages. Soon she will probably turn into a goody-two-shoes, despite what she said to them both earlier. "Okay, how about this? We can just lift some skirts up in order to humiliate them. It's going to be so fucking funny, alright?" This seems to be a middle ground they could all agree on and they all quickly get up to go and get ready for school.
As soon as they arrive, the girls are met with lustful stares from countless guys who drool all over their bodies. Most of their attention is directed towards the stunning Tiffany though. Her friends are way above average but the strong ebony beauty is in a league of her own. She is actually a teenage model, having been in a few magazines. That's how sexy the black girl is. Tiffany relishes all the stares, especially the prolonged ones directed at her muscular buttocks.
Suddenly, in a rare moment of mistake, she crashes into someone. The other person also didn't see her coming and ended up spilling coffee on her perfect dress, the liquid sloshing on the green fabric over her stomach. "Oh my god! I'm so, so sorry!" pipes out a squeaky voice as the person drops the drink and hurriedly tries to wipe the mess away with a piece of tissue. She is clearly frantic from having heard of Tiffany's reputation, and for a very good reason. The tall, black athlete is the last girl you want to cross or even annoy.
Right now, the ebony basketball star is very angry, her chocolate skin almost flushed with anger. This little dweeb just ruined her very expensive dress! "Are you fucking blind or something?!" She wraps one hand around the dork's throat, recognizing her to be a seventeen-year-old she hasn't bullied before. Grabbing her glasses with the other hand, she then snatches them away, throws them on the ground and stomps on them, breaking the lens into multiple pieces. "There! Now you really can't see anything now, can you, you stupid fuck-face?" she yells, making the shorter girl start crying.
Dina sneers cruelly. She is just as nasty as Tiffany is and enjoys the petrified look on the seventeen-year-old's face. "You do look slightly better without the glasses but you're still quite ugly," she notes, devastating her with the callous remark and then laughing mockingly as their victim sniffles. It gives her and her friend such a power rush to do this to other people, knowing they'll get away with it because no one is brave enough to stand up to them. They are, after all, some of the strongest girls in school.
In an unexpected moment, a boy seems to materialize out of thin air, flinging his body between the trio and the girl they were bullying. "Sasha, are you okay?" he quickly asks her. She nods and he rubs her back and consoles her, before turning around to face the teen bullies. "What's the matter with you? Can't pick on someone your own size? Gotta bully a smaller, younger girl? Are you a coward or something? That's what you are. Just a coward who gangs up with her friend to bully one person."
Tiffany is blown away by two things. One is the fact that for the first time, someone is standing up to her bullying. Everyone else will either worship the ground she walks on or cower before her out of fear. Two, this guy, whose name is Simon and is in her year, is really adorable. She's actually thought about asking him out before but always chickened out. "Is this bitch your girlfriend?" she finds herself asking before she can think better of it, nodding her head towards Sasha. "You're so ducking cute, you know? I'll leave her alone if you fuck me." Dina and Jess are gaping at the words coming out of her mouth.
Simon glares at her vehemently, hiding Sasha behind his back protectively. His expression would be intimidating if it weren't for just how obviously forced it is. Tiffany can easily tell he isn't used to glaring at people forcefully. "She is my sister," he growls out, making Tiffany smirk. So maybe he is still single. "And why would I want to make love to a bully like you? Not a chance. Just leave now. All of you, go away." He starts to walk off with his sister when she grabs him by the wrist and spins him around.
Reaching down with her free hand, she surprises Simon by grabbing his balls, cupping them. He tries to shove her away but she wraps her other arm around his body, trapping him against hers. "Just think about it. Do you want to give me your virginity or would you rather watch me continue to make your sister’s life hell?" She releases the shocked boy and then watches as he hurriedly leaves with his sister, looking clearly troubled by her words. Why wouldn't he be? He might come to think she was just trying to bluff her way into his pants but the truth is she is already planning how to pull it off if she has to.
Jess looks at Simon as he walks off. She could understand her friend's evident infatuation with the geeky boy but does not know that Tiffany is serious about fucking him. "You were kidding, right? I mean, you aren't actually going to fuck him, are you?" Tiffany's expression says it all clearly. "Wow, but how are you going to do that? I mean, he won't get anywhere near you."
Tiffany suddenly gets an idea. It's as if a bulb has been lit inside the sporty black girl's head. Yes, this'd definitely work. "His sister is the key," the ebony hottie says to her two friends, who are hanging on her words. "Simon would do anything to protect her. I will ask her to make him come speak to me. He will come to beg on Sasha's behalf that I leave her alone, and I would force him to do whatever I want in exchange for that."
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Tiffany finds it difficult to sleep that night. She's so occupied with all the thoughts going through her mind about Simon. Oh, he is so wonderful. Sure, the boy might be weak and scrawny, but that might just be the best thing, since it could deter other girls from wanting him. It's not his appearance that attracts her. His standing up for his sister did that, showing both his kindness and courage. She loves how sweet he was to protect Sasha and hopes she could get him to be devoted to her too, but in a much different way than he is to his sister, of course. A much dirtier way.
Next morning, the long-legged black teen rises and heads to brush her teeth in her large bathroom with nothing but determination in her eyes. She is sure that she is going to get him to do what she wants and fuck her. But that would have to wait since first she has to break him and make him accept his place as her slut. Simon needs to be turned into a whore for her black pussy. And she knows just the perfect way to do it. If all goes according to plan, he would be starting his forced training during the lunch break today.
Thinking about blacking him turns her on so much and she slips her fingers into her womanhood, thrusting them in and out of the tight box as she is in the shower. She finger fucks herself hard, quickly rubbing one climax out before she finishes the shower and puts on matching red satin underwear. Then Tiffany puts on a tight white T-shirt and a very short skirt, wanting to entice Simon with the sight her very powerful thighs. It also shows the curve of her firm ass, fitting so snugly that her delicious ass-cleavage is fully visible. She is now pleased with how she looks.
The girl has a healthy breakfast like she always does. Smoking is Tiffany's only unhealthy habit. Other than that, she does everything to keep herself in great physical shape. No alcohol, unlike many of the other girls she hangs out with. Then she gets inside the Maserati that her father bought as a gift for her on her eighteenth birthday last month. She starts driving towards school at a quite moderate pace. Tiffany handles it with greater care than you would expect from someone known for recklessness like her. It's her most prized possession and she doesn't want it to get damaged.
As soon as she arrives, Tiffany starts to walk about the hallways, looking for her target. It doesn't take very wrong. Soon she finds Sasha. The dork looks petrified when she approaches her with a cool look on her face. "I'll make a deal with you, twerp," Tiffany says to the younger girl. Sasha listens raptly. "I like your brother a lot. If you help me to get to do some very naughty things with him, I will leave you alone and tell Dina to do the same thing. All you have to do is tell him to meet me outside the girls' locker room at the start of lunch break. What do you say? This offer won't last forever. I'll find a way by myself if you don't help me."
Sasha doesn't want to do this. Nothing disgusts her more than the thought of this evil bitch defiling her sweet, cute brother, but she knows that she has no choice in the matter. If she does not comply, Tiffany would just find a way to fuck Simon anyways. "Fine!" she snaps. The younger girl's nostrils are flaring as she gives in to the bully's request. "I'll get him to meet you there during lunch. Just leave me alone afterwards." Tiffany nods.
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That lunch break, Simon finds himself approaching the girls' changing room. He is very suspicious. A lot of girls on the basketball team are outside the doors, giggling. They eye him in a way that makes him very nervous. Once he is led inside by two of them, he finds himself face to face with Tiffany. To his shock, she is fully naked. "What did you want to talk to me about, and why on earth are you not wearing anything at all?" he questions, averting his eyes. The brief glimpse of her round, perky breasts and the hairy crotch between her muscular thighs has already gotten him hard. Her thick, firm legs make him so horny he could barely think. All the blood meant for his brain has rushed down to his penis. It is now stiff and fully engorged, twitching inside his pants.
She knows he could smell her arousal since she can smell it too. Her pussy juice is flowing out of the orifice as she approaches the object of her desire. The powerful scent is filling the air. She places a hand under his chin, tiling up and forcing him to make eye contact. "I want you to fuck me. And you're going to do it. But not today," she says to the flabbergasted nerd. "Today is about teaching you that you belong to me now. You were born to be mine and to make me happy. Your happiness doesn't matter."
As much as he loathes the bully, her sheer confidence is a turn-on. He can't believe that he is fantasizing about her slamming him against the walls and then having her way with him. Simon finds that he doesn't merely want to be dominated by this ebony jock. He wants her to fuck him until he cries. But he is never going to say that, after how she brutally broke his sister's glasses and tormented all the other students. "Why should I do what you want?" Simon asks her. "Why should I spread my legs for such a jerk like you?"
He is astonished at how she is starting to shove her digits into her sopping cunt right in front of him. Then the girl withdraws her fingers, coated with the nectar. Much to his shock, she forced her moist fingers inside...
