Donna led Jukie into and through the main room of the party. He could feel the eyes of some of these white boys on him, as he and Donna walked boldly toward the stairs. Bet they thinking what's this black cat got that we ain't? Bet they pissed that I'm gonna’ plank one of their gals. Well, fuck 'em! I am!
As they started to climb the stairs, Jukie's thoughts took an altogether different turn. Say, how come she knows the way here so well? Could she be one of Bill's honeys. She didn't seem Bill's type, though. He liked them real blond — not this strawberry-type blond — and with model-like bodies and… real young! This Donna, she wasn't none of those things. Jukie figured her to be in her mid-twenties just like him. Must be a grad student or something, maybe even one of them horny junior faculty mommas he heard about from some of the brothers down the City. Utsie had told him stories about some w-i-i-i-ld parties at his pad with some of them young assistant profs, who dug “big black bucks” and who were experienced enough to be into all kinds of sex and young enough to still look good doing it. But seems like he would of heard her name before if that was it.
Once in the room, Donna carefully pushed the door closed with her foot, wheeled around all of a sudden-like, kicked off her shoes, and dropped onto her back on the large bed that almost filled the room. Jukie barely had time to catch his breath from that routine when Donna's next move completely blew him away. She spread her legs wide, her skirt sliding up her outer thighs, showing a generous mass of perfectly white inner-thigh leading up to her totally naked crotch — a crotch like none he'd ever seen before! At first, he thought it was shaved, so clearly could he make out the white skin of her pubic area and outer lips. But, on looking closer, he realized that her skin was covered by hair — nearly transparent, fine, reddish-blond hair. Oh, baby! What had he been missing all these years? No more curly black bushes for him! This was what he wanted — white pussy he could see through a haze of lightly-colored pubic hair.
"C'mon man, do me!" he heard a throaty voice plead. It was Donna, lying before him, rocking her hips slowly from side to side. Her hands were now at her cunt, parting the lips, showing him the inner labia and her throbbing clit, just waiting for the touch of his tongue.
"All right, baby! Here I come!" Jukie exclaimed, tossing his jacket off to the side and falling softly to his knees in front of her. For a moment he just stared at this vision of white and pink flesh. He hardly knew where to begin, but Donna let him know real quick.
"Here!" she gasped, fingering herself roughly. "Here!"
So he did. The instant the tip of his tongue touched her clit, she went wild. Her body arched up, pushing her crotch up powerfully against his mouth, and she cried out, "Ohhhhh!"
Whoa! This was gonna’ be something else! Jukie’s bone felt as hard and thick as it could get and Donna was going nuts from just his first lick! "Gotta’ slow it down," he thought. But, it didn't seem to be anything he could control.
Now, Donna was thrusting her pelvis rhythmically against his face and panting, "Do me, Jukie! Do me! Do all of me!"
So Jukie did. He started by sucking on her swollen thing. This seemed to put her into an even higher gear, if that was possible. He slipped his hands under her butt, inserting his left thumb into her dripping cunt, as the forefinger of his right hand began to probe for the location of her bung-hole.
"Yes! Yes! Do all of me!" Donna cried out, as his tongue and fingers did their job. Shit, Jukie thought, they all gonna’ hear this downstairs! Well, so what? Yeah, so the fuck what?
Donna sucked in her breath sharply. Jukie had found her asshole — a little tight, but wouldn't be for long! He pulled one hand out quickly from under her and, temporarily removing his mouth from her twat, inserted his middle finger in his mouth, until it was dripping with saliva. Then he returned to licking and sucking Donna's stiff little clit and her juicy inner lips. Mmmm! He loved the smell and taste of pussy. Donna's seemed especially flavorful to him at this moment. Meanwhile, his spit-lubricated right middle finger was prepared to do its thang.
Jukie rolled Donna slightly to the side, so he could reach around behind her without losing the wetness on his finger. Once again, he probed with his index finger, while holding his wet middle finger ready. Found it! O.K., here goes, Momma! As he hit her sphincter, it tightened, as he figured it would. But, now he forced his way past that powerful little muscle, moving his finger slightly from side to side, causing it to penetrate her anus slowly… but surely.
"Oh!" Donna gasped.
Was he hurting her? Maybe, but she seemed to want it even so. "Yes!" she cried, gritting her teeth. "Further! Further!"
Jukie obeyed, penetrating as far as he could reach. With her anus closed tight around his finger, he alternated pressing forward and releasing his press. From the sounds she was making, Donna seemed to like this. Jukie lifted his head from her crotch to see the expression on her face; it was a mix of pleasure and pain.
With his middle finger still stuck as far up her ass as it would go, Jukie inserted the thumb of his same hand into her vagina. Running it along the common wall between anus and vagina, he could clearly feel his middle finger on the other side of the wall. Whoa! Ain’t never felt nothing like that before!
Donna just seemed to be enjoying the whole thing, saying over and over again shit like: "Ohh, yes! Mmmmm, yes."
Jukie kept up this double-hole massage for quite some time, during which Donna moaned softly. Meanwhile, though, he was feeling more and more uncomfortable with his clothes on. His dick wanted out! It was thick, hard, and throbbing in his confining jeans and jockey shorts. He hated to break the spell, but he was finding it less and less pleasurable.
"Hey baby," he said removing his mouth from Donna's dripping twat. "How 'bout I join you?"
"Hmmm?" Donna asked from what seemed like somewheres far away.
Jukie didn't bother answering. Instead, he began carefully to pull his fingers out. His thumb slipped easily from Donna's cunt. Then, rocking his middle finger back and forth, he eased it out of the anus that was grasping it so tightly.
"Ahhhh!" Donna sighed, as his finger slid out and her sphincter closed-up again. Now Jukie stood up, looking down at the partially clad figure lying spread-eagle before him on the bed. Oh, man, he thought, ain't this sumpthin’?
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As they started to climb the stairs, Jukie's thoughts took an altogether different turn. Say, how come she knows the way here so well? Could she be one of Bill's honeys. She didn't seem Bill's type, though. He liked them real blond — not this strawberry-type blond — and with model-like bodies and… real young! This Donna, she wasn't none of those things. Jukie figured her to be in her mid-twenties just like him. Must be a grad student or something, maybe even one of them horny junior faculty mommas he heard about from some of the brothers down the City. Utsie had told him stories about some w-i-i-i-ld parties at his pad with some of them young assistant profs, who dug “big black bucks” and who were experienced enough to be into all kinds of sex and young enough to still look good doing it. But seems like he would of heard her name before if that was it.
Once in the room, Donna carefully pushed the door closed with her foot, wheeled around all of a sudden-like, kicked off her shoes, and dropped onto her back on the large bed that almost filled the room. Jukie barely had time to catch his breath from that routine when Donna's next move completely blew him away. She spread her legs wide, her skirt sliding up her outer thighs, showing a generous mass of perfectly white inner-thigh leading up to her totally naked crotch — a crotch like none he'd ever seen before! At first, he thought it was shaved, so clearly could he make out the white skin of her pubic area and outer lips. But, on looking closer, he realized that her skin was covered by hair — nearly transparent, fine, reddish-blond hair. Oh, baby! What had he been missing all these years? No more curly black bushes for him! This was what he wanted — white pussy he could see through a haze of lightly-colored pubic hair.
"C'mon man, do me!" he heard a throaty voice plead. It was Donna, lying before him, rocking her hips slowly from side to side. Her hands were now at her cunt, parting the lips, showing him the inner labia and her throbbing clit, just waiting for the touch of his tongue.
"All right, baby! Here I come!" Jukie exclaimed, tossing his jacket off to the side and falling softly to his knees in front of her. For a moment he just stared at this vision of white and pink flesh. He hardly knew where to begin, but Donna let him know real quick.
"Here!" she gasped, fingering herself roughly. "Here!"
So he did. The instant the tip of his tongue touched her clit, she went wild. Her body arched up, pushing her crotch up powerfully against his mouth, and she cried out, "Ohhhhh!"
Whoa! This was gonna’ be something else! Jukie’s bone felt as hard and thick as it could get and Donna was going nuts from just his first lick! "Gotta’ slow it down," he thought. But, it didn't seem to be anything he could control.
Now, Donna was thrusting her pelvis rhythmically against his face and panting, "Do me, Jukie! Do me! Do all of me!"
So Jukie did. He started by sucking on her swollen thing. This seemed to put her into an even higher gear, if that was possible. He slipped his hands under her butt, inserting his left thumb into her dripping cunt, as the forefinger of his right hand began to probe for the location of her bung-hole.
"Yes! Yes! Do all of me!" Donna cried out, as his tongue and fingers did their job. Shit, Jukie thought, they all gonna’ hear this downstairs! Well, so what? Yeah, so the fuck what?
Donna sucked in her breath sharply. Jukie had found her asshole — a little tight, but wouldn't be for long! He pulled one hand out quickly from under her and, temporarily removing his mouth from her twat, inserted his middle finger in his mouth, until it was dripping with saliva. Then he returned to licking and sucking Donna's stiff little clit and her juicy inner lips. Mmmm! He loved the smell and taste of pussy. Donna's seemed especially flavorful to him at this moment. Meanwhile, his spit-lubricated right middle finger was prepared to do its thang.
Jukie rolled Donna slightly to the side, so he could reach around behind her without losing the wetness on his finger. Once again, he probed with his index finger, while holding his wet middle finger ready. Found it! O.K., here goes, Momma! As he hit her sphincter, it tightened, as he figured it would. But, now he forced his way past that powerful little muscle, moving his finger slightly from side to side, causing it to penetrate her anus slowly… but surely.
"Oh!" Donna gasped.
Was he hurting her? Maybe, but she seemed to want it even so. "Yes!" she cried, gritting her teeth. "Further! Further!"
Jukie obeyed, penetrating as far as he could reach. With her anus closed tight around his finger, he alternated pressing forward and releasing his press. From the sounds she was making, Donna seemed to like this. Jukie lifted his head from her crotch to see the expression on her face; it was a mix of pleasure and pain.
With his middle finger still stuck as far up her ass as it would go, Jukie inserted the thumb of his same hand into her vagina. Running it along the common wall between anus and vagina, he could clearly feel his middle finger on the other side of the wall. Whoa! Ain’t never felt nothing like that before!
Donna just seemed to be enjoying the whole thing, saying over and over again shit like: "Ohh, yes! Mmmmm, yes."
Jukie kept up this double-hole massage for quite some time, during which Donna moaned softly. Meanwhile, though, he was feeling more and more uncomfortable with his clothes on. His dick wanted out! It was thick, hard, and throbbing in his confining jeans and jockey shorts. He hated to break the spell, but he was finding it less and less pleasurable.
"Hey baby," he said removing his mouth from Donna's dripping twat. "How 'bout I join you?"
"Hmmm?" Donna asked from what seemed like somewheres far away.
Jukie didn't bother answering. Instead, he began carefully to pull his fingers out. His thumb slipped easily from Donna's cunt. Then, rocking his middle finger back and forth, he eased it out of the anus that was grasping it so tightly.
"Ahhhh!" Donna sighed, as his finger slid out and her sphincter closed-up again. Now Jukie stood up, looking down at the partially clad figure lying spread-eagle before him on the bed. Oh, man, he thought, ain't this sumpthin’?
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