Ebony And Ivory

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.