Note : All characters involved in sexual activities are at least 18 years of age.
Tiffany Allen is inside her large room. The 18 years old is sitting on the edge of her bed. The leggy black teen is inhaling the 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 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 enjoy bullying people since her parents neglect her and she feel 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 sometime 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 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 good 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.