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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also
welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it
easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do
ask is that you now include your first name and age
in your comments. It gives me a better idea who
my audience is. Thanks and enjoy the story.
EBONY AND IVORY
by Ann Douglas
Ashley had a troubled night. Sleep just
wouldn't come. It was rare that she wasn't out like a
light as soon as she hit the sheets. After eight
months of the grueling schedule here at the
Northbridge Nursing Academy, she was usually
exhausted long before the midnight chimes, of which
if she was lucky heralded bedtime. Last night had
been different, last night she had gotten into a late
night study session with Misty Jackson. If you had
to pick two woman on this campus further apart, It
would be Misty Jackson and Ashley Fitzgerald.
Ashley Fitzgerald was 18 yrs old, the
daughter of one of those old southern families who
acted like the Confederacy still existed in this year of
our lord, 1986. Five six with long shoulder length
blonde hair, Ashley had flawless white skin and a
modest 34-22-32 figure.
Misty Jackson, on the other hand, was a 39
yr old retired Army Nurse who was taking a few
advanced courses at the school over the summer.
She'd grown up in one of the poorer areas of New
York City and had enlisted in the Army on her 18th
birthday. Trained as a Nurse, Misty'd spent three
separate tours in Vietnam during the war. After that
she had stayed on and retired last year as a
Lieutenant Colonel. The other major differences
between the two was that Misty was as black as the
night and had a well endowed form that rivaled that
of a twenty five year old, thanks to 20 yrs of an
army routine.
As the hour grew later and later, each of the
other girls dropped out until only Ashley and Misty
were left. It wasn't the subject matter that held
Ashley, it was a strange attraction to the older
woman. She couldn't understand it. Except for a
few months during her teen years, she'd never had
any attraction for women, especially not one this
old.......or this black. Then again, she'd never had
the change to know a black woman except as some
of the hired help.
Finally, as the clock tower chimed one,
Misty said that since they'd outlasted everyone else
they'd better call it a night. She noted that Ashley
didn't seem to have he mind much on the work
anyway. Better to get a good nights sleep. If she
was really interested, they could meet in the
morning, tomorrow being Saturday, and make a
fresh look at the material. Caught off guard, Ashley
had agreed.
Sleep finally came and Ashley spent the night
with visions of dark creamy breasts filling her
dreams. When she awaked she was shocked to
discover that she was covered with sweat . The she
realized that her light blonde mound was damp from
more than just sweat.
Before Ashley had a chance to spend too
much time dwelling on the matter, a sharp knock at
the door interrupted her. Her eyes darted to the
empty bed next to her, she then remembered that her
roommate had gone home for the weekend.
"Come in....." she said as she sat up and
swung her legs over the side of the bed.
The dorm room door swung open and in
walked Misty Jackson with a breakfast tray covered
with tea and danish.
"I waited for you at the cafeteria until nine, "
Misty said as she walked in. Then I figured I'd kept
you up too late last night. So rather than have you
miss breakfast, I thought the least I could do was
drop you off something to eat.
The white girl smiled at the black woman
and ran her fingers through her long blonde hair one
last time, wiping the last of the cowwebs from her
mind.
"Good morning Misty." she said.
"Good morning, Ashley," the nurse maid
said in return. And she smiled. And there was that
twinkle again, that knowing and magical look that
made Ashley's cunt quiver with excitement.
Misty carried the tray to the little table
beside the bed and put it down.
"Should I pout some tea?" she asked, being
the perfect servant.
"Yes, please," the white girl said with a grin.
Misty poured some of the hot tea out of the little pot
and into a cup. She added the sugar and the milk.
"How did you sleep, Ashley?" she asked , as
she stirred the drink.".
"Very well, thank you, Misty." she said,
hoping it wasn't too obvious a lie.
The black woman handed Ashley the tea.
"Do you have time to sit down and talk to
me for a few moments?" the white girl asked. I feel
the need for a little company this morning."
"Certainly," Misty said.
She sat on the edge of the bed and moved
her leg up on the bed, knowing that Ashley could
see her little, white panties that way. She wanted
the white girl to see her panties, for she wanted to
let the girl know that she was willing to give her any
kind of company she desired on this lazy, summer
morning.
"How did you sleep last night, Misty?"
Ashleyd asked, sipping her tea.
"Oh, just fine, Ashley," the black woman
said with a grin. "I always sleep just fine because I
work real hard to make sure my conscience is
clean."
You mean you never do anything wrong?
Ashley asked with a quick smile.
"I mean, I never do anything that I am
ashamed of."
And Misty smiled too.
"You know no shame?" Ashley asked.
"I only know that I've see too much in my
life to let anything stand in the way of whatever
happiness I can find." the black woman said, " and
anything that I do that brings me enjoyment is good
for me - and good for the other person involved
too."
"Very interesting," Ashley said, sipping again
on her hit tea, feeling the heat run through her body
and knowing that the heat didn't just come from the
tea. "Very interesting philosophy that you have ,
Misty."
The black woman laughed.
"I guess you could say that I "m just a
hedonist," Misty said, "but I enjoy it and I don't hurt
anyone. So the lifestyle is right for me.
Ashley set her cup on the table beside the
bed.
"I agree with you, Misty," she said, "I guess
that must make me a hedonist too."
The two smiled at each other, both realizing
they were at an awkward moment. Each yearned for
that first touch, but each hesitated in case they were
wrong. Finally Ashley moved, reaching out with a
trembling hand and touching Misty's firm breast.
The black woman smiled and reached out and touch
the white girl's breast.
"I've been wanting to do that since the
beginning of the semester, " Misty said softly.
"You are magical, Misty," Ashley said in a
husky, sexy voice as she squeezed the dark breast.
"Magical?"
"Yes, magical. I've never done anything like
this before in my life, yet at this moment it seems so
right."
Misty's reply was only an increase in her
smile.
"I want to see you naked." Ashley said
excitedly.
"I want to see you naked too, Ashley..."
Misty pulled to white girl into her arms and
kissed her softy on the lips. Then the kiss became
harder and more passionate. Ashley put her arms
around Misty's body as the two opened their mouths
and let their tongues run from mouth to mouth.
Back and forth in feverish and anxious lesbian
desire.
Ashley felt Misty's magic move into her
body. The white girl gave up her body to the black
woman, offering it as a sacrifice to lust. She
wanted only to please Misty and in turn to be
pleased by her. Somehow, deep in her soul, Ashley
knew that this was what she had been yearning for,
the dark forbidden love that would bring her
fulfillment as none of the boys back home had done.
Misty took her lips from the white girl's
mouth and kissed her soft skin, licked her white face
with her cool red tongue and gave the girl a new
feeling that she had never experienced before.
"Oh, Misty," Ashley moaned.
"Lets get naked so I can love you," the
ebony nurse suggested.
"Yes, oh yes," the white girl murmured in
agreement. "Lets get naked and do it. Love me
good, and slow...and nice."
"Nice"
"Nice"
Ashley was wearing a light nightgown that
hung from her body by a pair of shoulder straps
made of light, flimsy material. Misty brushed those
straps from the white girl's shoulders and let the
nightgown move down Ashley's soft, young skin.
Her firm, white breasts with the pink nipples were
soon exposed to the black girl's passionate eyes.
Ashley's tits were full and sweet and Misty
ran her lips down them slowly, letting the white girl
wait a bit before Misty got to the ultimate place of
nourishment, to the little pink nipples that were
already beginning to turn bumpy and hard with
excitement.
Finally, Misty kissed one of those nipples.
Ashley sighed and lifted her tit up with her hands so
that the black woman could more easily suck on the
pinkness that was there, waiting for her lips.
Misty stuck out her tongue and ran it
around the pinkness of the nipple. Then she put her
lips on that pink circle and closed them tightly
around the good spot and began to suck with
ecstasy and excitement.
Misty had made love with other women
before, white, black, yellow and brown. She had
always been open for any experience in life. But she
had never made love to a young girl who seemed to
want it as badly as Ashley did. Misty sensed as she
sucked the nipple that Ashley was trying to turn this
little morning love feast into something special in her
soul, something that she could forever cherish. If so,
Misty was more than happy to help.
As Misty sucked on the nipple, Ashley
reached out and ran her sift hands over the woman's
head and down her back. She wanted to see her
lover naked. She wanted to see that black, satin
skin, shining in the morning sun, shining with sweat
and lust and human and animal excitement all mixed
up in the blackness that was Misty.
She wanted to see it all.
Gently, Ashley pushed Misty back and the
black woman let the nipple escape from her lips as
she moved back. She knew the white girl wanted
something a little different now.
She sat back on the bed and let Ashley run
her hands up and down her body, felling her skin
while it was still covered by her blouse and skirt.
Then Ashley slowly undid the small buttons that ran
down the front of the blouse with her trembling
fingers and watched in ecstasy as each piece of
exposed black flesh came into view.
"Oh Misty," she sighed when she reached the
next to last button. "You are so sexy."
"You are sexy too, Ashley" Misty said as she
looked at the white girl's exposed breasts . "very
sexy and very beautiful."
Finally all the buttons were done, and with a
quick zip the skirt followed Misty's blouse on the
floor. Ashley now had a clear look at Misty's body,
covered only by her white lacy bra and even lacier
white panties. She too a couple of deep breaths
when she saw that body and then she touched the
soft black skin with her white hands, touched her
ribs and stomach, feeling the magic grow in her own
flesh, the magic and the fever of young , female lust.
Ashley put her hands on Misty's shoulders
and brought the sexy, black woman forward for one
more kiss.
This kiss wasn't soft. If was hard and filled
with passion - passion that came from both mouths,
from both souls, both black and white. As they
kissed, Misty cupped Ashley's bare breasts in her
hands and felt them softly as they heaved there with
the white girl's heavy breathing, with her lust.
As they kissed, Ashley put her arms around
Misty and felt the little snap in the back of her bra.
She fingered the bra and loosened the stay there
easily, so easily that the black woman hardly knew
what was happening. When the two females broke
apart, the bra came off and Misty's breasts, firm, full
and peaked by sweet, black, silver dollar sized
crowns captured Ashley's view.
The older black woman had sucked her tits.
Now it was Ashley's turn at those black fountains of
delight. Like Misty, she started by kissing the
shoulders and running her tongue up the girl's neck,
capturing the little beads of sweat that hung there.
Then she kissed and licked her way down, taking her
time, although she was anxious to find out what if
black tits tasted like those in he dreams.
But Ashley took her time and waited for a
few seconds before she finally kissed one of the
ebony nipples that stood there, beckoning her like a
searchlight in the fog.
The nipple tasted sweet and natural and a bit
musty, like something she would find in the woods
back home. Like something that had been put there
just for her benefit. Ashley ran her tongue around
the nipple and closed her lips around it, kissing it
and sucking on it with pleasure and desire.
And Misty was filled with pleasure too. As
her young white lover sucked on her nipple, she ran
her hands through the girl's long blonde hair and
moved them down Ashley's bare back, letting her
fingers run lightly over the girl's tingling spine and
feeling that same tingle invade her own body.
But then it was Misty's turn to move away
and stop the sucking of her tittie. Ashley gave into
her willingly, knowing that the black and white
pleasure had just begun.
Misty stood up beside the bed and moved
her white panties down her firm, black legs. Moving
them slowly as to tease the white girl who lay there
so anxious to see her black bush.
But Ashley was willing to wait, and in a few
seconds saw that bush, that beautiful tightly cropped
hair, and that little slit that was between Misty's legs.
She licked her lips in anticipation, bringing a smile
once more to Misty. She was sure the girl had never
eaten pussy before, but she knew know she would
have no problem guiding Ashley's mouth to her
already wet black pussy. In fact she didn't even have
to guide it, Ashley couldn't wait to taste the dark
sweetness of Missy's cunt.
Misty sat naked on the bed and spoke softly
but cheerfully to the white girl.
"Now you." she said.
Ashley jumped up and let the nightgown fall
off her body to the floor. Her legs were firm too,
and tanned by the summer sun. She was still
wearing a pair of little, pink bunny panties that
came with the nightgown. She turned for a moment
and wiggled her ass at Misty. Misty giggled at the
sight and Ashley looked over her bare shoulder and
giggled too as she slipped the panties down her legs.
Her back was still turned to Misty and the first thing
that the black woman saw was the crack in her little
lover's ass. That round little ass looked so juicy, like
freshly baked bread. And it was also tanned. Misty
knew that Ashley must spent a lot of time
sunbathing in the nude to her buns so dark this early
in the summer.
The while girl stepped out of the panties and
threw them back over her shoulder at Misty. The
dark woman caught them and out them to her nose,
smelling the sweet cunt wetness that was there.
Then she stuck out her tongue and licked the juices,
letting Ashley know that she too was hot to make
her new white lover the morning entree.
Ashley turned and spread her legs
triumphantly, moving her white, trembling hands
down the length of her sexy body. She moved two
fingers into the folds of her cunt and moaned as she
felt the heavy wetness there.
Misty watched her lover and as she watched
leaned back on the bed and spread her own black
legs, moving her own red tipped fingers into her
dark hole. Matching Ashley's motions, she soon
matched her moans.
The went on for a few moments, both happy
with their own mastubatory revels to passion. Both
grew even more excited because they knew that they
were together in this lust, this finger-fucking fun.
Then, cued as if by some unseen director,
both girls pulled their fingers from their now soaking
cunts. They looked at each other and grinned.
Ashley stepped forward , moving toward the bed
and the lover she had wanted for so long. Misty
kept her legs spread, welcoming the white girl into
her body.
Ashley put her arms out in front of her and
fell into the bed, catching herself on her hands and
hanging there over Misty's black and sexy body.
The white girl's tits hung down low and rubbed
against Misty's darker breasts. Misty cupped those
tits in her hands and pushed them up so she could
bury her face in the softness that was Ashley's full
breasts.
Then the white girl eased herself onto the
black woman's body and Misty lifted her legs high,
keeping them open. She wrapped her legs around
Ashley's back and held the girl firmly in her grasp.
The two women started to hump each other, to feel
their clits hardening and battling each other in a
pleasurable way. As they moved together, Ashley lay
her head next to Misty's and her long blonde hair fell
across the black woman's face. Misty smelled that
hair and loved it, it was fresh like the morning.
They started to sweat as they hunched each
other so furiously and they started to moan too,
feeling their pussies get wetter and wetter with the
fever of the moment. They were both flooded with
the fires of lesbian desire. Misty pursed her lips and
kissed the hair. She stuck out her tongue and licked
the blonde stands that fell over her mouth. Ashley
put her arms to her black lover's neck and kissed the
side of Misty's face, blowing in her ear. She ran her
tongue into that ear, letting it follow the little swirls
there, licking the droplets of sweat that collected
behind it.
Then with Ashley tight between her legs,
Misty began to turn her body, moving slowing until
she was on top. When she was, she loosened her
hold on Ashley's waist and the white girl lifted her
legs and put them around Misty's firm, black body.
The humping then continued with the sound of wet
cunts beating each other with joy, and the sounds of
moaning and pleasant whimpering.
The two women moved with each other,
playing with each other's bodies, running their hands
over black and white skin. And the difference in
color did matter. It mattered to both of them,
especially Ashley, who now realized she had wanted
to taste black female skin for years. And her passion
for Misty's blackness made the black girl more
passionate too. Misty linked her passion with the
sight of Ashley's sweating, white body that was
churning under hers with so much anxious love.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, they
broke apart and Misty rolled off Ashley's heaving
body. They moved on the bed, to the center and lay
next to each other, kissing and touching each other's
bodies until one of them thought of what they could
do next.
It was Misty, with a lifetimes experience,
who had the lusty thought. She started to work her
way down Ashley's body, kissing it and licking the
perspiration that was there, knowing that it was her
perspiration too, her black skin had been that close
to the white skin of her lover. She sucked on the
small pink nipples for a few seconds, then she licked
and kissed her way across the tanned stomach as
Ashley lay there moaning and thrashing about,
knowing in her soul what Misty was going to do,
where she was headed.
Her ebony lover paused again to run her
tongue into Ashley's little navel, and as she licked
that special place, she put her dark finger in another
special place, moving it easily into Ashley's cunt.
The cunt that had known cocks but had never
known anything this, like this pleasure that it had
received at the touch of a black woman - a pleasure
that would only grow.
Misty worked the finger deeply unto the soft
pink pussy, moving the finger around and around.
Feeling both Ashley's dampness and her heat, Misty
began to move it quickly , like a cock, fucking
Ashley in a wonderful way. Then Misty took her
tongue from Ashley's navel and ran it through the
light hair above the girls pussy, licking that hair and
blowing on it. Making it damp and cool, even
though the girl's pussy was hot and ready to explode
with passion.
When Misty was ready, she moved quickly
on the bed, putting her face between Ashley's legs as
she stretched those legs out and held them out with
her hands. Then she moved her red and quick
tongue across the folds of her pussy. She felt
Ashley shiver with delight and lust.
"Yes, Misty, eat me," Ashley moaned. "Lick
my white pussy."
Ashley reached down with her own hands
and spread the pussy lips apart. Without hesitation,
Misty dove in. She lapped at the young and sweet
thing, moving her tongue quickly and deeply into
Ashley. Then she brought the tongue up and hit the
clit, causing sparks to fly through Ashley's shaking
body.
Misty ran her tongue against Ashley's clit,
striking it with a feverish feeling that made Ashley
feverish too. Feverish with desire for more from this
black woman's tongue. And Misty was willing to
give more, for she knew that Ashley would soon be
between her own legs, returning the favor with her
own soft tongue.
Misty took the hardening clit between her
lips and sucked on it. She sucked and chewed and
bit on the piece of flesh and felt Ashley's body
respond to each touch. She knew she was driving
the white girl insane with orgasmic feelings.
Looking up she studied Ashley as she sucked.
Ashley was feeling her own breasts as she moaned,
tossing her head back and forth on the bed.
Then in a burst of fire, Ashley came with
sighs and squeals. As she came she took her hands
off her tits and put them on the back of Misty's head,
pressing her head deep into her pussy, telling her
dark skinned lover not to stop until she had come
with all her fury.
And then it was over. Ashley relaxed and lay
on the bed in a twilight state of dreamy fulfillment.
Misty lifted her lips from the clit and licked her lips,
savoring one last time the sweetness of her new
lover.
She smiled up at the white girl. Ashley
opened up her eyes and smiled down at Misty.
"Now you," she said in a whisper of love.
"Now I want to eat you."
"Yes...." Misty purred. "I want you to do
that"
Misty crawled back up the bed like a lithe
panther. Laying beside her young white lover, she
took Ashley in her arms and kissed her again. Their
mouths opened and their tongues ran together.
Ashley could taste the sweetness of her own cum
within her black lover's mouth. For long minutes
they kissed lazily, savoring each other.
Misty knew that the lust would grow into
fire again when Ashley began to eat her black pussy.
And Ashley couldn't wait to eat out the black
woman.
The white girl had never tasted another
woman's cunt before, but she was anxious to taste
Misty's. To run her tongue deep into the dark folds
and taste the most essential part of her lover. And
to Ashley, it meant a great deal that her first woman
would be a sexy black woman.
Ashley kissed her ebony prize one last time
before starting her journey down Misty's chocolate
form. She felt very young again, like an innocent
and trusting girl . She hadn't ever trusted any other
lover, but she trusted Misty to make this experience
good for her. She knew Misty's magic would work
wonders on her own spirit and passion. Ashley
knew she had never and would never come with a
man as she had just done with this beautiful black
woman. This was the feeling that had been missing
from her life for so long.
"I love you...." Ashley said as she paused on
her downward journey. "I just want you to know
that. I don't know how I can ever repay what you've
given me."
"There's an easy way you can thank me."
Misty replied.
Ashley looked puzzled for a moment.
The older woman spread her legs wide and
pointed to her open pussy and giggled.
Ashley had to giggled too. She had almost
forgotten.
"I will thank you in that special way," She
assured Misty, " and I will make it very special for
you"
"I'm sure you will."
Then Ashley began to move down Misty's
hard, dark body, kissing and licking the tits and
smelling the oily freshness of the black skin.
Following Misty's example she tongued out the little
black navel. She moved her finger into Misty's other
black hole that was so sweet, so wet and so inviting.
She fingered that hole with a mighty
movement of her hand, touching all the parts of the
black woman's cunt. And then she moved to the cunt
and lowered her face to the pussy, kissing it for the
first time.
The aroma of sex and the taste of fulfillment
almost made her pass out with joy. Ashley spread
the dark lips apart and moved her tongue into the
deep cavern. The warmth of her mouth filled its
hollow.
She heard Misty moan and felt fingers
running through her long hair. She was in heaven.
No matter what came in the future, this would
always be the moment she would look back upon as
when she found the one true happiness of her life.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Priorities ....
A hundred years from now....
It won't matter how much money I had....
What kind of house I lived in ....
Or what kind of car I drove...
What will matter is that the world might be a better place...
Because I was important in the life of a child.
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