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CAUTION: This story is not politically correct. It includes the humiliation and degradation of willing and maybe not so willing black women. The "n" word is used liberally.
by Neal
Sunday morning was always a good day to sleep in for Julia. She loved just laying in bed and letting her imagination wander. This particular morning found her reflecting back on the events of Saturday night.
It was hard for Julia to believe that she'd actually gone so far the previous evening now that the heat of the moment had passed. Answering the door dressed only in the tee shirt she slept in in order to show Danny her charms when he arrived delivering a pizza was pretty over the top for her.
However, when Julia bent over to get the money out of her robe, Danny may very well have gotten a good peek at the goods! She remembered feeling the breeze on her bare pussy so it was definitely exposed, if only to the air in the room. But, maybe it had been exposed to the white boy, too.
Julia wondered how she'd feel the next time she faced Danny. There hadn't been much opportunity to gauge his reaction to the little show she'd put on for him at the time. She was pretty confident he liked it, but what would he think of her now?
* * *
It was a little after noon when the phone rang. Julia was in her bedroom reading so Brenda answered it. A moment later her mother was knocking on her bedroom door.
"Julia?" said Brenda. "You got a phone call."
Nobody ever called her, thought Julia. She put her book down and opened the door.
"Who is it?" asked Julia.
"Somebody named Danny Schaefer," answered Brenda. "Sounds white. Who is he?"
Danny! All at once, Julia felt an electric tingle through her body.
"Just some kid at school," replied Julia, trying to appear calm. "He's in my history class."
Julia left her mother standing there and went to pick up the phone in the kitchen. Brenda followed and busied herself putting dishes away.
"Hello?" she said. "Danny?"
"Hi, Julia," Danny's voice replied. "I got your number off the pizza order. I hope it's cool to call you."
"It's cool," Julia assured him.
"Cool," said Danny. "I'm not workin' today an' I was wonderin' if you'd wanna hang out or somethin'."
Julia glanced over at Brenda as she put plates up in the cupboard. She thought about how her mother would react to being told she was going to go out to hang out with some boy. She wondered what would be a good reason to give to do it.
"Um, look, if you're thinkin' about what happened when I was droppin' you off the other day, don't worry," said Danny when Julia took a long time to respond. "I don't know what I was thinkin' of, doin' that when we hardly know each other. I'll be cool. I promise."
"It's really okay about that," said Julia, conscious that Brenda could hear what she was saying. "I just gotta check with my mother."
Julia covered the mouthpiece.
"Mama?" she said. "I want to go out this afternoon for a while. Is that okay?"
"With this Danny boy I don't know?" asked Brenda.
"Yes, Mama," replied Julia. "He's a nice guy. Really. I'd be back before dinner."
"Where are you going?" Brenda wanted to know.
Julia had no idea where they'd be going, but knew that was the wrong answer to give Brenda. She'd just have to make something up that would be acceptable. To the library to work on a school project? No, that wouldn't happen on such short notice. His house? She wouldn't go for that.
"The mall," Julia offered, thinking it might actually be true.
Brenda thought for a moment before replying.
"And you'll be back before dinner?" Brenda asked.
"Yes," answered Julia.
"All right," said Brenda.
"Danny?" Julia spoke into the phone.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"I can go," she said.
"Cool," said Danny. "I'll pick you up at that bus stop where I dropped you off. Okay?"
"Okay," said Julia.
"I'll be there in fifteen minutes," he said.
"Okay," she replied. "Bye."
"Bye," said Danny.
Julia hung the phone up. She could already feel butterflies in her stomach as she walked back to her room to get dressed.
Looking through her closet, Julia wondered what Danny would like to see her in. She knew he liked the school girl outfit, but it didn't seem like the right thing for the weekend. Being a guy, he'd like something skimpy, but her mother would never let her out the door in it.
Finally, Julia chose a long denim skirt and button up blouse. She wanted Danny to enjoy her charms so she didn't put on a bra. Remembering his hand going up her thigh in his car on Friday, she decided against wearing panties either. She chose a loose pullover sweater to hide the fact she was braless from Brenda.
Once she was dressed, Julia grabbed her coat and headed for the door.
"I'm going now," Julia called as she was about to leave.
"Let me have a look at you first, Julia," said her mother.
Brenda came out of the kitchen and gave her daughter a quick once over. Julia was glad she'd put on the sweater. Fortunately, she passed her mother's scrutiny.
"Have a good time, but be careful," said Brenda. "Call me if you're gonna be late or I'll worry."
"I will, Mama," Julia agreed. "Bye."
Julia made her way down the elevator, through the lobby, and out into the courtyard. She felt a little slutty as she walked down the sidewalk with her breasts bouncing and the cool outside air against her bare pussy.
Just as Julia was approaching the bus stop, Danny's yellow car pulled up to the curb. She opened the front door and climbed in. The longer skirt she was wearing failed to ride up her thighs the way the shorter one had the last time she sat in his car.
"Hey, Julia," said Danny. "How's it goin'?"
"Pretty good," she replied. "I was really surprised when you called."
"Well, I meant it when I said I wanted us to get to know each other better," he explained as he pulled into traffic. "There isn't much time after school, so the weekend is great. I'm glad you could get together now."
"So am I," said Julia.
"I couldn't believe it last night when you answered the door," Danny continued. "It was a total surprise. And, what you were wearing... I can't stop thinkin' about how hot you looked."
"I'm glad you liked it," blushed Julia. "I was hoping it would be you bringin' the pizza."
"I wish I coulda hung out longer," said Danny.
"Me, too," Julia responded. "I was kinda nervous, though. If my mother had seen what I was wearin' she would have freaked out. So there wasn't much time anyways."
"I bet," he replied. "Um..., I was thinking we could go a friend of mine's place. You know, just to hang out and talk. He makes pizzas at Tony's full time, so he's at work now. He said I could use the apartment today. Is that okay?"
So, he wanted to get her alone, thought Julia. She felt the butterflies again.
"Okay," she replied softly.
"You don't have to worry about me, either," he told her. "I know I got a little carried away the other day. I'm glad I didn't screw up too bad with you."
"I'm not worried, Danny," said Julia. "And, really, it's okay about the other day. It's not like you forced yourself on me or anything. If I wanted you to stop, I'm sure you would have."
"I hear what you're sayin'," Danny responded. "But, I've screwed up by comin' on too strong before. My ex-girlfriend seemed okay with me... doin' stuff like that with her. Then later she told me she really didn't like it and finally broke up with me. Maybe you know her. Robin Warner?"
"I know who she is, yes," answered Julia. "She's friends with my friend Laura Darling. Robin started havin' lunch with us last week. She told us she broke up with her boyfriend."
"Really?" asked Danny. "Oh, we're here."
Danny pulled the car into an apartment complex not far from Tony's Pizza and the high school. Julia had seen it from the bus every day she went to school. They got out of the car and walked into one of the buildings.
"Nick's place is upstairs," explained Danny.
Their footsteps on the wooden staircase echoed loudly in the hallway as they made their way up to the second floor. The barely muffled sounds of the tenants' televisions and stereos could be heard through the thin walls of the low rent apartment building.
"This is it," said Danny, putting a key in the door.
Nick's apartment wasn't much to look at, thought Julia. There was an old couch against one wall, with a blanket thrown over it, probably to cover torn upholstery. In front of that was what appeared to be a wooden cable spool that had been converted into a makeshift coffee table. A few metal folding chairs were scattered around the room, mostly facing an old television set.
There was a kitchenette along another wall. A dirty window looked out onto the parking lot. The walls were decorated with posters for rock bands and beer advertisements featuring scantily clad skinny white women. A hallway off to one side likely led to a bedroom.
"I know the place is a dump," said Danny. "Nick just graduated from high school last year and with the job at Tony's, this is all he can afford. Still, he has his own place, which is more than I can say."
"It's not that bad," said Julia.
Danny sat on the couch. Julia sat down next to him. At least the blanket seemed relatively clean, she thought.
"So, what did Robin say about me?" asked Danny, trying to act casual. "It couldn't have been too bad or you wouldn't have come here with me."
"Just a few things, that's all," answered Julia. "She thought some of the stuff you liked was a little weird. None of it seemed bad or anything."
"Like what?" Danny wanted to know.
"Well, she said you liked her to not kiss back when you kissed her," recounted Julia. "Stuff like that."
"I don't know what was so bad about that," said Danny. "She seemed okay with it... Then after I got kind of worked up about it, she told me I was using her and that she felt dirty doing it. I don't know what changed."
"Yes, she said that," Julia told him. "The other thing I remember was that you had her pose for you with her mouth open while you... touched her."
"Yeah, I guess that sounds pretty weird when you say it," allowed Danny. "But she was okay with that, too. But later she said she felt used again. I didn't hardly even do anything. I don't understand."
"I don't either," said Julia. "When Robin told us about it, I thought it sounded kinda... well... I kinda liked how it sounded."
"You did?" asked Danny. "Doin' stuff like that wouldn't make you feel used or dirty?"
This wasn't an easy question to answer, thought Julia. The real answer might change how Danny saw her. However, something made her believe that he wouldn't think less of her for it. After all, if he liked making a girl do things like that, he would understand how a girl might like doing them.
"Well...," Julia swallowed hard. "It would make me feel used... But, maybe... I'd... like how that feels... Does that make any sense?"
Danny looked into Julia's face, as if trying to read her.
"Yeah...," said Danny. "I mean I can imagine a girl likin' it... But, I'm not so sure girls like that really exist. Robin is a real nice girl and at first she seemed to get into doin' stuff like that. Maybe I got carried away and went too far, I don't know. To me, I didn't. I guess I can't tell. You may think you'd like it, but when it happened, you might change your mind. How do you know you wouldn't?"
Julia considered telling him of her own real life experience, but decided she wasn't ready to share those particular secrets yet. Besides, she figured that Danny would be better convinced by actions than words.
"I guess I don't know for sure," she admitted. "I've been thinking about it ever since Robin told Laura an' me about what you two did. I keep imagining what it would be like and it kinda turns me on."
Pulling her sweater off, Julia watched Danny's face. She saw his eyes widen and quickly dart down to her chest as her braless breasts jiggled under her light colored button up blouse. She put her hands behind the back of her head, taking on the pose that Robin had described. It was a position the colored girl was very familiar with already since it was one of Mister Stanley's favorites.
"Is this how you had her do it?" asked Julia. "Am I doing it the way you like?"
"Yeah...," replied Danny huskily, "just like that..."
Lowering her eyes, Julia kept her hands behind her head and her elbows back. The pose caused her to thrust her breasts out, her nipples forming little bumps under her blouse.
Danny stared openly at Julia's breasts for a long moment before bringing his eyes back up to her face. She could see him shifting uncomfortably where he sat. She was certain she'd given him an erection and felt a twinge of pride that she could elicit such a response from the white boy so fast.
"Fuck...," murmured Danny. "That is so fuckin' hot..."
"Thank you, Danny," replied Julia bashfully. "I'm glad you like it."
Julia smiled as Danny's eyes returned to her chest. She hadn't felt this way in months no matter how much she fantasized about the times with Mister Stanley.
His gaze wandering back up to her face, Danny looked into Julia's eyes for several seconds. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers and kissed her. The colored girl didn't return the white boy's kiss. Instead she simply remained in position, seated on the couch turned towards him with her hands behind her head.
Danny stared into Julia's dark brown eyes and glanced down at her thick full lips. He leaned forward and kissed her again. Again, she passively allowed him to kiss her without kissing him back. Robin was right, she thought, doing this did make a girl feel used. But, unlike the white girl, the negro teen was aroused by it.
When Danny kissed her a third time without a response, Julia felt his hand on her breast, cupping it. He continued to kiss her while squeezing her breast through her blouse. She made no move to stop him or even to move. Her passivity in response to his actions was driving the white boy into a frenzy.
Julia was getting more and more excited at having her body used by her teenaged classmate. It did take some effort on her part not to respond to Danny kissing her and fondling her sensitive breasts because it did feel good and it was definitely heating her up.
Danny was handling Julia's tits more and more roughly the more excited he got, but the negro girl didn't mind at all. In fact, the soreness of her breasts was turning into something she was taking in order to please him and that in itself was arousing to the colored teen.
After a few minutes of this, Danny started pulling Julia's blouse out of her skirt where it had been tucked in. She remained in position, hands behind her head, elbows back, even as he started unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her dark brown jugs. The fact that she didn't react to him baring her breasts excited the white boy even further. He began mauling her tits even more enthusiastically and pinching her nipples.
As Danny pushed Julia onto her back, her blouse just fell open. The soft material of the flannel shirt he was wearing brushed against her naked breasts. He kept kissing her unresponsive lips and started humping against her thigh. She could feel his erection through his jeans.
Julia's pussy was throbbing and aching for attention, but this was for Danny, not for her. She wanted to let him know that she was ready to do anything he wanted right now, but didn't want to intrude on his pleasure. Besides, she was definitely enjoying just letting him use her body as he pleased.
"Damn, Julia," he said breathlessly. "You've got me so fuckin' turned on! It feels like my dick is gonna bust! Would you touch it?"
"Okay," she said.
Danny rolled off of Julia and lay beside her. He fumbled with his belt buckle before getting it unfastened. He had no trouble with the button on his jeans and getting the zipper down. Lifting his ass off the couch, he pulled his jeans and shorts down to his knees. His cock sprung out at attention.
Julia rolled onto her side, facing him. She reached down and grabbed Danny's cock, squeezing it. He shuddered with pleasure in response. Reaching further down, she fondled his balls. She could feel the pre-cum on the head of his dick rubbing against her arm. Her hand moved back up and she wrapped her fingers around his shaft and started stroking him.
"Is this how you wanted it, Danny?" Julia asked sweetly. "Am I doin' it right? Does it feel good for you?"
"Fuck, yeah," gasped Danny.
By the way he was looking into her eyes as she stroked his cock, Julia got the idea that Danny was waiting for her to say something else.
"Do you like my lips, Danny?" she cooed. "Do you like kissing them?"
"Yeah," he panted.
Julia moved her head so that her lips were touching his. Danny kissed her while she remained unresponsive. He started humping against her hand as if he was fucking it. The negro girl felt a thrill knowing how much she was turning the white boy on.
"You ever kiss a black girl before?" asked Julia in a whisper. "You like kissing my thick lips, don't you? You can kiss them whenever you want, Danny. You can use me whenever you want. However you want. I like being used by you."
"Oh, fuck!" exclaimed Danny.
The white boy's dick exploded and Julia felt his cum splatter on her forearm and belly. She squeezed Danny's cock, milking the semen out of it. The colored teen kept holding it until she felt his hard on soften in her hand.
Danny got up off the couch and pulled up his jeans. Julia sat up, but left her blouse open, her bare tits hanging out, the white boy's seed running off her belly and soaking into the waistband of her denim skirt. He gazed at her exposed, cum spattered, brown flesh for a long few seconds before sitting down next to her.
"That was incredible," said Danny, still admiring his handiwork. "Sorry about gettin' jizz all over you. I never shot off so far before."
"It's okay, Danny," smiled Julia. "I don't mind at all."
"You're somethin' else, Julia," he told her. "I mean, I finally got Robin to touch it an' she got some on her hand off the tip and she was totally grossed out. It wasn't even real jizz, just that clear stuff. She got up and washed her hands right away. She never did it again."
"I'd never do that to you," she said. "I hope you don't think I'm too nasty, but I like having it on me. I'm happy I made you cum."
"What you were doin' just felt so good...," he told her. "And the stuff you were sayin'... It was drivin' me nuts! It was like you knew just what to say to really fire me up."
"I'm glad you liked it so much," she replied, basking in the praise.
"It's great you didn't wear a bra," he said, staring at her naked breasts.
"I know you liked seein' 'em through my tee shirt last night," she explained. "And, I thought it would get in the way today. So I didn't wear one."
"You wanted me to feel you up?" he asked.
"I wanted you to use me and enjoy me," she told him.
"You really meant it when you said you liked gettin' used," said Danny.
"Yes, I meant it," Julia responded. "I meant everything I said."
"I know you did," he said. "Robin just kinda went along with it for while, but you totally get into it... I probably shouldn't keep talkin' about her... Sorry..."
"Don't worry about it, Danny," Julia said. "It's okay if you talk about her or anything else with me. It helps me get to know you better."
"I guess you already figured out that I'm attracted to black girls," Danny started. "When you were talkin' to me an' asked if I ever kissed a black girl before it really fired me up because I always wanted to, but never did."
"I'm happy to be the first," smiled Julia.
"I tried to get with a black girl before...," Danny continued. "Yvonne Foster. She moved away and didn't come back this year. She was in my algebra class. She had nice big ass and always wore tight pants. I used to love walking behind her and watching her move. I once tried talking to her, but she got all stuck up an' told me she wasn't interested in talkin' to no white boys."
"That was pretty rude," said Julia.
"I guess she made me hesitate to approach other black girls," he went on. "I know that the black kids and white kids don't socialize much together. But, I figured if I actually made the first move it would be okay. I was wrong."
"I'd have been happy to talk to you," she said. "I'm glad I did when I saw you at Tony's."
"So am I," said Danny. "I wouldn't have said anything if you hadn't. And now... here we are."
Danny took a moment to glance down and have another look at Julia's bare breasts. She could tell it pleased the white boy greatly that she'd made no move to cover herself or even mop up his cum from her skin. He put his hand on her thigh and started rubbing on it. Her leg trembled as he moved it up under her skirt.
"I really like you, Julia," he said. "Nobody ever made me feel so good."
Julia parted her legs as Danny's hand ventured up her thigh. Encouraged by her reaction, the white boy slid his hand up even further. His arm was pushing her skirt up, too, and she could feel the breeze on her bare pussy. She gasped when his finger tips brushed across her sex.
Danny seemed surprised that Julia wasn't wearing panties and stopped his advance for a second. However, he quickly recovered and starting running his fingers along the black girl's pussy lips. He looked into her face for a reaction as he ran a finger down her slit. She cast her eyes down and opened her legs even wider.
"Fuck!," Danny exclaimed in a whisper. "No panties..."
"I like it when you touch me there, Danny," Julia replied softly.
"I still can't get over this," he told her. "Robin used to clamp her thighs shut when I touched her leg. I had to coax her to even let me touch her on her panties. You open right up without me sayin' anything and you even came here with nothin' on under your skirt. You're incredible, Julia."
"I want to make myself available to you," she explained. "It's all for you, Danny."
Twisting himself towards her, Danny put his free hand on Julia's bare breast and squeezed it. All the time he kept running his finger up and down her wet gash. She gasped as he pushed a finger into her vagina.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked.
"No, it feels good," she whimpered. "Really good."
Julia started bucking her hips a little and the sloppy sound of Danny's finger in her wet pussy was clearly audible. She was a little embarrassed by it, but it felt too good for her to stop. The aroma of her arousal became noticeable, causing a little more embarrassment, but she kept on gently humping the white boy's hand.
Danny rubbed on Julia's pussy a little longer, pushing his finger deep inside her a few times. After a bit he took his hand out from between her legs.
"I can't believe how turned on you are," he said. "You're so wet..."
"I like what you're doin' to me," she told him bashfully. "You make my pussy feel good."
"Um..., would you think I was a pervert if I wanted to... smell your pussy?" asked Danny. "It smells so good from here, I want to get closer."
"I wouldn't think nothin'," Julia assured him. "I'd jus' do it. I'll do whatever you want, Danny."
"Lay down and spread your legs," he told her.
Julia stretched out on the couch on her back as soon as Danny stood up. She spread her legs open with her knees bent and her feet on the couch cushion. Reaching down, she pulled up her skirt, exposing her sex. The white boy stared at her hairless pussy.
"You shave your pussy?" he asked, amazed. "You look so fuckin' hot like that. I love seein' your slit that way. It's like you're even more naked."
"I'm glad you like it," she smiled, blushing. "I like how it feels that way so I keep it nice and smooth."
Danny leaned over and put his face between Julia's splayed open thighs. The negro girl grew even hotter as the white boy examined her bare pussy. He inhaled deeply, enjoying her scent.
"You smell good, Julia," he said without looking up at her.
"Thank you, Danny," she replied.
His nose brushing against Julia's pussy lips, Danny breathed her musk in again. Standing up again, he looked down at the black teenager with her blouse open and breasts bared, her skirt flipped up revealing her naked vagina. Her pussy lips glistened and her pink clit peeked out from her slit. Not wanting to make him feel self conscious about staring at her intimate parts, she turned her head away.
"This must be pretty embarrassing for you...," said Danny.
"A little...," admitted Julia. "You can see everything I got. But, I like showin' it to you if you like lookin' at it."
"You'd really do anything I said, wouldn't you?" he asked seriously.
"Uh huh," she replied.
"I mean, would you really suck my cock?" he wanted to know.
"Yes," she said, turning her head to face him. "Do you want me on my knees on the floor or do you want to lay down?"
Julia looked at Danny, waiting for his instructions. She couldn't help but notice the tent his cock was making in his jeans. He'd just cum and he was already hard again. The black girl was pleased with herself for getting him excited again so fast.
"I didn't mean right now...," smiled Danny. "I was askin' if you would if I told you that's what I wanted."
"I'd suck it, Danny," said Julia. "Or anything else you wanted."
Danny remained standing over Julia, looking at her body that she was offering him the use of. He appeared to be thinking hard about what he was going to say next.
"Stand up," he ordered her finally.
Something in his voice had changed, Julia noted. Something that sent a thrill through her. Danny wasn't asking her now. He was telling her.
"Yes, sir," she said in a small voice.
She wasn't sure what made her call him "sir", but it felt natural to say it. Julia stood up in front of the couch, her blouse still open and her tits hanging out.
"Take off your clothes," Danny ordered.
Without a word, Julia shrugged the blouse off and unzipped the denim skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there before him, her head bowed respectfully, waiting for further instructions.
"Put your hands behind your head like before," he directed her.
Her heart pounding, Julia lifted her arms and laced her fingers together on the back of her head. Without being told, she slid her feet apart to open her legs wider.
Danny stepped up close to Julia and put his hand between her legs for a minute and played with her pussy. Taking his hand out, he reached up and put it under her chin and lifted her head until she was looking at him. She could smell her own musk on his hand.
"Open your mouth," he told her.
Letting her jaw drop, Julia did as he ordered. She felt completely exposed and vulnerable. She also felt very used in a way she never had with Mister Stanley even though Danny had yet to actually penetrate her vagina or even her mouth. She felt like a piece of meat and her pussy was buzzing.
"Stick your tongue out," instructed Danny. "That's it, just let it lay on your lip..."
Julia pushed her tongue out of her mouth and laid it flat on her lip. Danny was looking at her face, but not at her as a person. It felt to her the same as when he was staring at her tits. It was totally objectifying. All he was seeing was a sexual object. And, in this case, her face was just something else to be used for sex.
This was beyond embarrassing to let this white boy order her around this way. But, something had come over Danny and he'd completely taken charge of her and it excited her in a way she hadn't previously experienced.
Somewhere inside her, Julia wanted him to make her do even more embarrassing things. She didn't know why, but the idea of Danny making her humiliate herself was adding a new dimension to her arousal. She wanted him to see that there was no limit to her obedience.
"Get on your knees," Danny ordered.
"Yes, sir," said Julia submissively.
Lowering herself to her knees, the naked negro girl looked up into the white boy's face. His eyes gleamed as he looked down on her. Julia felt completely under Danny's power and it was as if an electric current was flowing through her body. He took a half step closer to her until his crotch was just inches from her face.
"Open that mouth up," he demanded.
Instantly, Julia opened her mouth and lay her tongue across her bottom lip as he'd directed her earlier. She'd felt Danny's order right between her legs. This was a side of him she didn't know was there. She was glad she'd managed to bring it out of him.
"You said you'd suck my cock," Danny told her, unzipping his jeans. "Now suck it."
Danny's erection sprung out and hit Julia on the forehead as he dropped his jeans to his knees. She leaned back a little so she could grab his cock and guide it into her waiting mouth. She could see the tip glistening with pre-cum, and felt it trace a wet line down her face.
Wrapping her hand around Danny's cock, Julia gave it a squeeze. She watched the drop of pre-cum on the tip grow larger before guiding his dick into her open mouth and wrapping her thick lips around it. From her knees, she looked up into the white boy's face, hoping to see a sign of approval from him.
Staring down at her, Danny's face was expressionless until Julia started gently sucking on his dick. His eyes closed a little and moaned with pleasure. Happy to see a positive reaction, she started bobbing her head on it at the same time she began stroking it with the hand she had wrapped around the base of the shaft.
Julia slurped noisily on Danny's cock while moving her head up and down on it. The sounds were embarrassing, but seeing how much the white boy was enjoying having his dick sucked made it more than worth it to the teenaged negro girl. With her free hand, she started fondling his balls.
"Oh, yeah," murmured Danny, his eyes closed. "Suck it good."
Slowly letting Danny's cock almost slide out from her lips, Julia reversed direction and took it back in. She wanted to take the entire length of his dick into her mouth. She gagged a little when the tip was almost touching her throat, but she kept going anyways.
After a few more long strokes in and out of her mouth, Julia could feel Danny's balls twitching. From her experience with Mister Stanley, she knew that meant he was about to cum. She took his cock in as deep as she could and braced herself.
"Ah!" cried Danny. "Fuck!"
The white boy's dick shot off into the colored girl's waiting mouth. Julia choked some when Danny's cum hit the back of her throat, but she kept sucking and stroking his cock without pausing. Even after he was drained and his erection softened, she kept it in her mouth. It would be up to him when to withdraw it.
About a minute passed before Danny finally took a step back and pulled up his jeans. Julia didn't move. Sitting back on the couch, the white boy just leaned back and admired the negro girl kneeling naked on the floor in front of him.
"Man, I'm spent...," he said. "You sure know how to suck dick, Julia. That was incredible."
"I'm glad you liked it," she replied bashfully. "I wanted to make you feel good."
"It felt great," he grinned. "How did it make you feel?"
"Used," she said simply. "Like a thing to make your cock feel good. I liked it a lot."
"You really do like it, don't you?" he wanted to be sure. "Gettin' used like that."
"I like gettin' used by you, Danny," she answered.
"You're somethin' else, Julia," he said after considering her words. "I really didn't think girls like you existed in real life. I never had a girl suck my cock before. I asked Robin, but she said no way. But you... I didn't even ask... I just told you to do it and you did. Man, that's so hot..."
Julia basked in Danny's praise. It made her happy to hear how much he liked her and what she'd done for him. She was even happier to have him take charge the way he did. The fact that he got off on ordering her to do nasty things as much as he enjoyed her doing them struck a chord with the colored girl. She was learning that she liked being ordered to do them as much as she liked just being taken and used.
The only problem was that her pussy was aching for relief. Julia hoped that Danny would want to touch it and play with it some more, but she didn't feel it was her place to ask for that kind of treatment. It was up to him to do what he wanted. She was there to serve him, not the other way around.
"You know it's almost five?" Danny asked suddenly. "I can't believe it! It feels like we just got here."
It looked like she'd be taking care of herself, thought Julia. They'd have to leave right now to keep her from being too late and getting in trouble with Brenda.
"My mother will freak if I'm not back soon," said Julia. "Kin you take me home now?"
"Yeah," agreed Danny. "I wish we had more time."
"Me, too," she told him. "Kin I get dressed now?"
"Go ahead," he answered. "I love how you ask, Julia. It's makin' my dick hard again!"
Julia rose and picked up her skirt. She put it on facing Danny so he could enjoy seeing her breasts jiggle and sway. She stole a quick glance his way and saw that he was taking good advantage of the opportunity and stared openly at her brown tits. She took a long time picking up her blouse and putting it on. Slowly, she buttoned it up before pulling the sweater on over her head.
"Let's go," said Danny.
They walked out and Julia waited while Danny locked the front door. Both were lost in thought as they walked down the stairs, barely hearing the cacophony of sounds coming from the other apartments.
"You wouldn't mind comin' back here sometime, would you?" asked Danny as they reached the main door.
"I'd like to come back here, Danny," Julia told him sweetly.
"Cool," he said.
Nothing more was said until they both got in the car and driving down the street towards Jefferson Heights.
"When I told you to stand up you said 'yes, sir'," Danny started. "I don't know why, but it made me feel really good. It was like you grabbed my dick and squeezed it."
"I'm glad you liked it," said Julia. "I didn't really think about it... it just came out. I guess it was the way you were talkin' to me. It was like you were givin' me orders an' it was really turnin' me on."
The traffic light up ahead turned red and Danny pulled up to stop. He turned to Julia and looked at her in a way that made the negro girl blush.
"Pull your skirt up," he said suddenly. "I want your bare ass touching the seat."
"Yes, sir," she said softly.
Grabbing the hem of her denim skirt, Julia pulled it up. She lifted herself up from the car seat and bunched the material around her waist. She could feel the vinyl against her bare flesh. After she was sitting all the way back down, she looked around to see if anybody in another car had seen her. She was relieved to see that no one seemed to notice.
"Open your legs wide," he ordered her.
Her face burning now, Julia spread her legs. She could feel the cold air on her exposed pussy. This was so nasty, she thought. Once again, the familiar scent of her musk filled her nostrils. It was embarrassing for her to know that Danny could smell it, too, and realize how aroused she was. But, that humiliation only served to turn her own more. Without touching her, the white boy was using her even now.
The light changed green and the car continued on down the street. Danny reached over and put his hand between Julia's legs and pushed his finger between her pussy lips and ran it up the length of her slit. She whimpered when he touched her swollen clit and began gently playing with it.
Looking out the car window, Julia could see people walking on the sidewalk and other cars driving by. All of them oblivious to the fact that the black girl they saw in the yellow car was having her bare pussy played with.
All too soon, they arrived at Jefferson Heights. The car reeked of the smell of Julia's pussy. It was like her room smelled after an especially intense masturbation session. Danny put his hand on Julia's bare thigh and looked at her.
"You're fantastic, Julia," he told her. "I never did anything like what we did today. Even the stuff I think about when I... you know... wasn't as hot as this was."
"I really liked it, too, Danny," she smiled back. "And I really like you."
"Me, too," he agreed.
The two teenagers looked at each other for a few more moments.
"I know I just broke up with Robin," Danny started to say, "but right now that seems like a really long time ago... Do you think you'd wanna be my girlfriend?"
"Uh huh," blushed Julia. "I'd like that, Danny."
"Cool!" grinned Danny.
Julia's heart pounded and she almost had forgotten that she was sitting in a car with her skirt up and her bare ass on the seat. Danny reminded her when he pushed his hand back between her legs.
"Lift your skirt so I can see your pussy," he instructed her.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
Bashfully, Julia lifted the front of her skirt up. She looked around to make sure no one could see what she was doing. Danny's attention was focused on her naked crotch. He slipped a finger into her vagina all the way to the knuckle on his hand. Being penetrated in public this way was incredibly nasty, she thought. It was embarrassing how much it turned her on.
After a few seconds, Danny pulled his hand out and put his finger in his mouth, tasting her. Julia blushed when she saw him do it. The use just went on and on. She never wanted it to stop. Too bad she had to go home.
"I'll see you in school tomorrow," he said.
"Uh huh," she responded. "See you there."
Julia opened the door and climbed out onto the sidewalk. She smiled as she closed the car door. Danny smiled back before putting the car in gear and pulling out onto the street and disappearing in traffic.
Her legs were a little wobbly as Julia walked across the courtyard and into the building. She rode up the elevator alone, using the time to try to collect herself so she could walk into the apartment as if nothing special had happened.
Brenda was cooking when Julia entered the apartment. She glanced back at her daughter when she heard her come into the kitchen.
"You have a good time?" asked Brenda.
"Yeah, it was okay," replied Julia.
"What did you all do?" her mother wanted to know.
"Oh, nothin' special," she answered. "Just hangin' out. Talkin' an' stuff."
"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes," said Brenda. "Get washed up."
"Yes, Mama," Julia said.
Unable to wait another minute, Julia headed into her bedroom. She lay down on the bed and flipped her skirt up. Spreading her legs, she started rubbing on her pussy; the same spot that Danny had been rubbing only a few minutes earlier.
Scenes from the afternoon's activities flashed through Julia's mind as she furiously masturbated, trying to get herself off quickly and relieve the sexual tension that had been building for hours.
"Open those legs up," Danny was ordering her in her imagination. "I'm going to use your pussy now."
"Yes, sir," she was saying back. "It's yours to use, sir. Use me."
Danny was relentlessly pounding into her. Julia rubbed her pussy even faster. She was close, but needed a little more to get over the top.
"I'm gonna cum," he was saying. "I'm gonna cum in your black pussy."
"Yes, sir," she whispered out loud. "Cum in my black pussy... It's yours, sir... Ohhh... Ohhh..."
Her orgasm wasn't overpowering as some had been, But it lasted a long time. Julia lay on her bed until she heard knocking on her door.
"Julia!" called Brenda. "What is takin' you so long, girl? Dinner's ready!"
"Coming, Mama," Julia called back.
Almost busted again, thought Julia. Digging through her dresser, she found a pair of panties and slipped them on. She also decided to put a bra on. No need to show up to the dinner table looking like a slut. It was enough that she felt like one.
* * *
That night Julia lay awake in bed replaying the day's events. She'd started off expecting a lazy Sunday at home and had been surprised by Danny's phone call.
The afternoon at Nick's apartment had been a reminder of some of the times with Mister Stanley, though Danny had a way of making her feel even more used than the older white man who'd lived upstairs ever had.
Now, she was Danny's girlfriend. But in her mind, she was already his slave.
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