This story will be open for any user to add to as long as the rules are followed.Rules:All characters must be 18+No scat, gore, shrinking, vomit, diap...rs, anthro, male on male or death.New characters may be introduced, however story must follow in the perspective of the main character.Refrain from making entries that are too short. It is preferred to be as in depth as possible.WIP entries will be deleted after 2 days if nothing has been added, in order to keep from blue-balling readers.Keep. She was their neighbor staying in their building on the 8 Th floor. We just greeted each other and were enjoying the party. There was lots of booze and dancing, while dancing I was watching LALITA ,she had worn a T-SHIRT with a low neck, and her breasts were bouncing up and down when she was dancing, she was also eyeing me now and then. I got bolder and went near her dancing, while dancing we were touching each other as if by mistake and were both loving it. I got a bit bolder and asked her to. It now had shaped like a real girls (i made my body so by giving extra curves) and at some parts it was reddish,courtesy to Athul’s nails and teeth:).I washed my face,brushed my teeth and once again looked at the mirror.This time i cared to give more girlish postures.Athul was in drawing room reading newspaper and i clutched him from back and fell into his laps. He pushed away the newspaper and kissed me in my eyelids.I asked “what do you want to have for your breakfast dear”.He smiled and said. She didn’t realize how gorgeous she was and focused on the small flaws in her beauty. She though that her tits were too small, her legs were too short and her ass was too skinny. The thought that a distinguished Black man might pay to fuck her flattered her. It also made her pussy even wetter. But pimping was wrong. Women shouldn’t be exploited. Pimping is wrong. Men shouldn’t be exploiting women Great, she’s engaged thought Tyrone.++ Daisy, you’ve seen too many movies. What you’ve seen is 20th.