spiderweber

By; Spiderweber The sun blazed high overhead, shining through a cloudless sky on the small suburb below. Normally during this time of year one would hear the constant, incessant sound of cicadas chirping outside, but today it was all but silent. It had been a day since the town had been put under lockdown due to the chemical leak at a nearby factory, and things were far worse than anyone had expected. During the middle of the night the power grid had unexpectedly gone down, leaving the inhabitants without power, rendering their air conditions useless. Sharron sat in the den of her home, fanning herself with an old magazine. The Blonde woman’s legs were perched up on a nearby futon, her red painted nails glistening in the small amount of light let in through a crack in the curtains covering the windows. She wore a blouse unbuttoned down below her bust, showing off a teal bra beneath. A pair of tight denim shorts wrapped around her lower half, clinging tightly to her shapely waist and

By: Spiderweber It was late in evening before Jennifer packed up her briefcase and left the office. The Beautiful Brunette was anxious to get herself home after what was an exhausting week of work. She loathed having to visit client after client, managing the phone calls for her stickler of a boss, and being espied by lascivious eyes of co-workers. But… at least the pay was alright. The young woman was reminded of this fact as she strode through the parking garage only to see her high end sports car parked alone in the brightly lit, underground facility. “Last one out as usual…” She groaned to herself as she pulled out her keys and unlocked the car remotely. The gorgeous women wore her usual daily attire, consisting of a white, button down blouse covered over by a black suit jacket. A tight pencil skirt clung around her hips descending midway to her knees where it gave way to her long, dark, hosiery clad legs tipped at her feet with high heeled stilettos. The sound of her heels

Morning broke as the bright Equestrian sun peeked over the horizon, its bright rays showering the land with its warmth. It was another beautiful start to what was sure to be an unforgettable day, especially for two beautiful, young mares. Deep within the thicket of a dense forest, sitting in a clearing, a large purple tent stood tall. The dew covered exterior glistened with the sun’s light, like a sheet of diamonds. Inside the pair stirred from their slumber, each one getting themselves dressed for the day ahead. “Fluttershy, dear could you move over a little I can barely get my skirt on,” A haughty voice chimed from inside the temporary abode. “Sorry Rarity. I guess when I rented the tent I didn’t think about how much um… personal gear you would be bringing with you.” A soft, singsong voice replied, “M-Maybe I should just step outside to get dressed. After all… I doubt there’s anyone around who would see…” The tent flap unzipped and out stepped the first of the two mare stepped