Chapter 1
"Goddamn the white folks!" Jonelle thought.
She kept her thoughts to herself and her boyfriend. Her actions were another thing.
"Goddamn them." she mumbled into the damp sheet.
"Whatsat you say?" Hubey asked her, as he refocused his attention.
"I said 'Goddamn whitey'!" Jonelle said to him.
"Caint we have a nice afternoon of fucking without you coming on about the white folks at the end of it, and ruin everything?" he said to her exasperatedly.
"Not while my mama still has to cook their food and take their shit." Jonelle said with that doggedness of hers.
Hubey stared up at the ceiling. Jonelle began to smile.
"Well, it hasn't been ruined has it?" she asked him
"Say what?" Hubey turned his face to her luminous brown one.
"This! Our 'afternoon of fucking' hasn't been such a waste, has it?" Jonelle asked him as she stroked the small amount of tight tufted curls on his muscular chest.
Hubey rolled over on his side to face her. His mouthful of big, white teeth began to show.
Soon he was shooting out his nice, large smile at his girlfriend. Jonelle flashed her little animal passion smile.
"Well has it? Has it been a waste, Hubey?" Jonelle asked him, affecting a little pout.
"Nah. No more than usual." Hubey said to her, turning his face back toward the ceiling.
"You!" Jonelle began, folding her graceful arms across her small, pert breasts.
"Me what?" Hubey asked, pulling her arms away from the brown treasures.
Before she could utter another monosyllable, Hubey was massaging her titties with his powerful hands. Jonelle arched her head back onto the pillow.
"Oh, baby!" she gurgled from her throat. "That's nice, you know what I like."
"I know that, baby." Hubey said to her, as he ran his thumbs in circles over her nipples.
Hubey began to clamber on top of her. He rested his considerably larger weight on his forearms.
He slid his hard thighs between her lean, smooth ones. Jonelle opened her legs further apart.
She felt the slightly sweaty warmth of her man descend onto her. She sighed with pleasure.
"Whatchoo sighing for, girl? I ain't started yet." Hubey said to her.
Jonelle laughed and her taut little stomach jiggled up against her boyfriend's pubic hair. Hubey pressed his advantage.
Jonelle bent her knees up slightly. She rubbed them against her lover's firm buns.
Hubey lowered his crotch to her barely haired mound. Jonelle felt the different sensation of his cock skin against her.
As almost always, his black dick was hard and ready for action. But, the skin that covered its surface was like velvety rubber.
Jonelle moved her hand down for a quick feel of the thing, before it entered her. She so much enjoyed the texture of it.
She also loved the pulsating strength it had. Hubey moved his pelvis slightly up to let his girlfriend feel him.
He was familiar with this appetite of hers. They had been meeting on her free afternoons for three years already.
He smiled slightly, with his lips closed as Jonelle moved her slender hand from the ring of his cock, back to the root. Then, she moved her hand gently out to the head.
She let her fingertip rest a moment on the hole, to see if any come had bubbled up there yet. But, as always, Hubey was in total command of his organ.
So, he was in total command of her, Jonelle thought. Almost total command, she amended her stream of consciousness.
Jonelle valued the reciprocities of their relationship. She could talk freely to him, and she could tease him.
But, once he was on top of her, she let herself go totally to him. Of course, at the end, once he had exercised enough control to get her on the smooth way to satisfaction, he let himself go totally to her, too.
Jonelle gave one last delicate squeeze around the shaft of Hubey's cock. Then, she let her hand travel lightly up the gradually lessening curliness of his lower abdomen.
Hubey felt her hand move up to his sculpted chest. He felt it linger appreciatively around his solar plexus.
He let her admire, let her hand admire his torso for a moment longer. Then, he pulled her hand up behind his strong neck.
Jonelle let him guide her hand to his nape. Then, with an upsurge of the warm feelings she felt for him, she hugged him affectionately around the neck.
That was a tender sight. For, she was so delicate, and he was so big and strong, that a neck hug from her to him was childlike and nicely balanced, rather than menacing.
Jonelle's slender arms wrapped around his football playing neck. She drew her head up to the side of his left cheek.
Hubey placed his big hands gently on Jonelle's small back. He felt her cunt hair brush up his aroused waistline as she brought herself close to his head.
She was so much shorter than he. Hubey moved one hand to her firm, round little ass.
He patted her rear end as if it was a baby's. And, indeed, it was a smooth, and round as an infant's.
Hubey inhaled Jonelle's delicate, perfumed odor. He sometimes wondered where she got the money for such nice perfume.
He hadn't even seen perfume like that in the local drugstores or department stores. But, at times like this, he was too busy enjoying the fresh scent to wonder about its origin.
Jonelle rubbed her pussy against Hubey's navel. Hubey had an "outie", since his father had been the only one to assist in his mother's delivery.
And, since then, everything about Hubey had been out. Like his cock, which was stretching out toward the warm air below Jonelle's crotch.
Jonelle cuddled with Hubey a minute more, then she too began to feel an urgent desire to press her crotch against, and over his.
Hubey caught her silent signals. He could interpret minute changes in her hand pressure and her eye positioning.
He helped her slide her small body down the wrinkled, dampish length of the bed clothes. Jonelle felt the white cotton scrape softly against her smooth brown back.
Farther up, and on one side, she felt her boyfriend's firm hands guiding her down to ground zero. Hubey liked to call it that.
He had signed onto the army in a moment of stupidity after he graduated from high school. He had been disappointed that a football scholarship had not come through.
He had been the best player in his high school, but somehow, he had been overlooked by the big colleges. So he had enlisted.
He stayed in long enough to learn a little terminology, and to learn to hate the army with a passion. His Southern base had been rife with racism and the hierarchism of army ranking.
Finally, he got out early, due to a technical error in his enlistment papers. And, he returned to his seaside hometown to coach the local kids in sports, working his way through a technical school.
But, he didn't feel too bad about it. Because, when he returned to his hometown, he met Jonelle again.
He'd known her since she was a toddler, when her mother had rolled her around the town center in her stroller, on her day off. Nobody knew who the father was, but Jonelle's mother was so meek, that nobody wanted to bother her about it.
Not the black towns folks, at least. The white people, if they thought about her at all, probably assumed that her condition was just typical of the lax morals of colored folk.
In any case, when Hubey got back to town, rather than being the awkward pre pubescent that he had last seen, Jonelle had turned into a luscious young lady. And, she knew it, too.
She knew how to handle herself. Half the boys in town were after her, but she hardly gave them a second look.
Hubey, however began to interest her right away. He was the biggest, strongest, and best looking guy around.
And, after a few weeks of preliminary flirting, which Jonelle did with a lot of talent, they were lovers. By then, Hubey had earned enough to rent his own apartment. And, he and Jonelle could now have a place to meet, and do what they were doing. Hubey felt the tip of his cock touch Jonelle's pubic hollow.
He put his hands behind her ass, and pulled her into position under him. He adjusted his pelvis.
Jonelle fluttered her eyelids. Her dark brown pupils glistened with excitement.
Hubey gazed intensely down at her pretty, young face. He moved his hands up to the sides of her indented waist.
Jonelle spread her thighs farther apart. She brought her pelvis up further.
She could feel the blunt tip of Hubey's cock pressing into her dark recesses. She moved her slender fingers to his flexed buns.
She gave them one circular stroke, then she pulled him toward her. Hubey sighed.
He tightened his knees. Then, he began to move his cock into Jonelle's hole.
At first she let herself be relaxed. She made her cunt hole as loose as its youth would allow.
It was always somewhat of a shock, although a pleasurable one, to feel Hubey's massive organ begin to penetrate her. Hubey was bigger than even a black man had any natural right to be, one of his early girlfriends had claimed.
But, Jonelle liked him just the way he was. Once he was inside of her, and she adjusted her canal to his immense thickness and length, he gave her more pleasure than any man, black or anything, had any natural right to, she thought.
The huge dick began to make its way into her cunt canal. Jonelle spread her thighs as far apart as she could.
She strove to open herself totally. She pressed her parted cunt lips against Hubey's curly pubic tufts.
The tickling pressure against her exposed clitoris would have been enough to bring her to a thrashing orgasm. But, that positioning of her vulvas mound was just a side effect of the necessity to open herself for Hubey's dick.
The clitoral stimulation would not have been necessary to bring her to climax, but as it was there, it made the enormous amount of stimulation that Jonelle received, from her boyfriend's cock gather at a fever pitch. Within five thrusts of his male member, Jonelle was moaning with ecstasy.
And, Hubey had not even brought the full length of his cock inside of her. He saved that for later, when he would rub it outside of Jonelle's quivering womb.
For the moment, Hubey just stroked and stroked his thickness in and out of her. Jonelle was gulping for breath and groaning as each new wave of pleasure surged over her spinal column.
He still had a long time to go before he would break into climaxes of pleasure. But, he was enjoying himself along the way.
He got enjoyment from watching Jonelle express her physical ecstasy. And, he got a slowly but steadily building pleasure from the soft, wet stroking of her cunt around his pumping cock.
Jonelle clasped and unclasped her ankles above Hubey's buns. Every now and then her heels dug softly into his flanks, as if she were riding a race horse from the bottom.
But, he was far from fast, and his pace needed no guiding. Hubey knew exactly what to do to satisfy a woman.
If Jonelle had enough space in her consciousness at that point she would have been keenly aware of it. But, what she would have been aware of would be that he gave her so much pleasure, she had no space in her consciousness for anything else.
But, she thought about that plenty, when she was away from him, doing the dirty chores around the white folks' house, where she had been born. She thought a lot about Hubey.
For, these moments with him were the most important things in her life. There were a few other things she found important, liking getting out from under white men, and up in the world.
But, her main pleasure was Hubey. Hubey thrust himself deep into her.
Finally, Hubey's sensations were getting to be too much for him to control. The tightness of Jonelle's cunt, once she was used to his bulk, increased steadily.
After each flutter of orgasm, Jonelle would gulp, and tighten her cunt's grip around the man's member. And the next thrust would be slow and tight, and take Hubey's breath away.
Hubey's hands were now up around Jonelle's shoulders. He massaged them with his thumbs.
They were such narrow, pretty shoulders. Somewhere in his consciousness of the pleasure that their smoothness gave his hands.
But, most of his mind was taken up with the pleasure that Jonelle's tight, moist pussy was giving his cock.
He also enjoyed the brush of her warm back crotch against his balls. And, he was constantly aware of the wet deliciousness of her vulva against his pubic hair in front.
He could feel her crotch, and indeed, her entire body pulsating with the pleasure that he was giving her. It was like a boomerang of orgasm.
Hubey dug his entire, enormous prick deep inside of the girl. Jonelle felt it rub against the outside of her throbbing womb.
Jonelle began to flutter her mouth and cheeks. Strange sounds escaped from her throat and the top of her mouth.
Her young, childlike and at the same time, womanlike body trembled with joy. Her nipples pierced against Hubey's chest.
He smelled her pungent odor of arousal meld with her expensive perfume. Hubey closed his eyes half way.
He saw her brown, horizontally dancing body beneath his eyelashes, beneath him. He felt her warmth encase his pounding cock.
He pushed himself more quickly in and out of her. His breath began to come with difficulty and loud sounds.
He poured his frantic breath onto his girlfriend's forehead. She was already swooning with satiation.
Hubey pumped in and out. He felt his cock skin pulled tightly back and forth by the girl's snug cunt.
He pushed, and kept pushing. His stomach muscles tightened.
The back of his thighs began to feel hot and aching. Hubey pressed deeply into Jonelle.
Her tiny body rubbed against him. He felt its tantalizing delicacy underneath him.
He felt her smooth, narrow canal around his giant cock. He pumped and pumped.
He turned his head down. Jonelle felt his woolly hair rub against her upper face.
Then, Jonelle heard the groans from her boyfriend's core. He was lowing like a lovesick bull.
His animal sized cock filled up her tight pussy. It moved fast in and out.
Jonelle began to shout with the last, most intense climaxes of the intercourse. Hubey's pace began to slow.
Jonelle felt the jets spurt into her. After a few more, slower thrusts, Jonelle began to feel the hot come well up inside of her.
It squished as the man continued to pump in and out of her. Finally, a bit began to dribble out of the spaces left between her cunt hole and the head of his prick, when he was the farthest way out of her in his stroking.
Jonelle pressed her legs around the small of his back. Her throbbing clitoris pressed against a thick, rather matted tuft of pubic hair.
Jonelle opened her mouth wide and inhaled a big mouthful of cool air. Hubey made one last thrust all the way into her.
His balls would have entered her if her cunt had not been girlishly tiny. Then, finally, the moving was over.
Hubey began to pant with satiation. His cock softened slightly as it still lay deep inside of Jonelle.
Jonelle liked to have it inside of her as long as possible. It made her feel so fulfilled.
Hubey's large, strong body lay on top of her. After nearly an hour of consideration for her smallness, he let himself go.
He let himself lay all his weight onto her. Jonelle didn't mind.
She didn't think that she could take it for too long. But, it was just the quiet sort of sensation she needed after all that ecstasy.
She liked the pressure of his weight on her. It made her feel as big as he was.
She took the opportunity to smell all of his sexual odor. She loved the way he smelled.
She also loved the feel of his chest expanding and lowering with the pace of his breathing. He was panting after his performance.
Finally, Hubey rolled onto his side. His huge cock fell onto the side of his frontal thighs.
Jonelle gazed at the enormous organ with affection. He put her hand on it.
It was bigger than her hand. She molded her hand on top of it.
Hubey's cock began to grow bigger, and harder almost immediately after she touched it. Jonelle smiled ruefully.
Hubey. opened his eyes. He cleared his throat.
"You had enough?" he asked his girlfriend, pushing his enlarging pelvis forward.
"No, I never have enough of you. You know that." Jonelle said.
Hubey sighed as the girl gently stroked his almost totally erect member. He was tired, but apparently his cock wasn't.
The light sensations pleased Hubey. He continued to lay on his side and experience the gentle pleasure of Jonelle's little hand.
After a while, he put his hands to her titties again. Her pert titties that had been neglected for her other charms during the past hour.
Hubey pulled gently at her erect nipples. They were dark pink, and hardly wrinkled.
Hubey liked the tininess of Jonelle's breasts. She looked like a little girl.
But, her passion, and her intelligence were those of a full grown woman. Jonelle bit her lips.
She enjoyed the slightly painful pleasure of her tits being twirled. Hubey guessed that they were more sensitive because there was less of them.
Jonelle's nipples stood out rigidly. The tiny swell of each breast seemed to become even firmer.
Hubey bent down and put his teeth to her left nipple. He held it's erectness between his teeth.
Then, he rolled his pink tongue over the surface of it. Jonelle sighed with pleasure.
Meanwhile, his hands clasped her back. He felt the delicate hollows and shapeliness of her slender back.
Hubey moved his head. Now, his woolly scalp was rolling in the hollow between Jonelle's two tits.
Jonelle held his erect cock with one hand, and stroked his bushy head with the other. Hubey stuck his tongue out, and licked her salty skin.
Jonelle felt his cock jerk with excitement. She pulled his head up level to hers.
"I'm sorry, Hubey. But, I've got to get home. Mama will be waiting for me." she said to him.
Hubey made a disappointed face. Jonelle smiled ruefully.
"See it's already dark outside. You know how my mama worries about me."Jonelle said to him.
"Yeah, yeah. You just gonna leave me dangling here?"Hubey asked his girlfriend.
"Well, you're hardly dangling, are you?" Jonelle said with a meaningful look below.
Hubey chuckled, then he said, "Well, even worse then."
"Poor baby. Well, I guess I have a minute or two." Jonelle said to him.
She moved down off of the bed. She just rested her upper torso, including her pert, erect breasts against the sheet. Her legs dangled off the side of the bed.
She brought her head a half a foot from Hubey's cock. She held her arms forward.
She clasped his whopper with her two, small hands. She inhaled the mixed odor of their two genitals .around his cock.
Jonelle began to pull slowly and methodically at the man's prick. Hubey bent his legs, getting into a comfortable sitting position.
He looked down contentedly at his girlfriend. He liked to finish their afternoons with an orgasm that he didn't have to work at too much.
He watched Jonelle get to work. She didn't do anything too fancy.
She pulled delicately, expertly, and lovingly at his loose cock skin. He felt her warm palms and fingers massage him.
It was really getting dark outside. Jonelle increased her speed.
She cupped Hubey's tight balls with one palm, and gave them a gentle squeeze. Hubey moaned. Jonelle began to pull rather roughly at his cock. Hubey worked with her.
His breath became more frantic. He arched his dick forward.
Jonelle continued to pull at his member. She listened to Hubey's gasping.
Jonelle slid up and down his pole.
She pulled tighter and tighter. Faster and faster she went around his foreskin.
Finally, she spotted the dab of jism on the tip of his cock. She brought her face over it.
Jonelle opened her mouth, and breathed her warm, moist breath onto her boyfriend's dick. She pulled roughly at his enormous organ.
Then, Hubey began to groan. A shot of sperm hit Jonelle on the chin.
Jonelle, continued to pull at the cock, only more slowly, and gently. More come shot out of the cock.
Jonelle opened her mouth wide and caught most of it. She felt the greasy spray inside her mouth.
A very large amount of jism came out of Hubey's cock. He seemed to have an endless supply.
Jonelle took as much of it as she could catch. A few drops got into her ringletted hair, and a spray landed on her smooth shoulder.
She swallowed it along with some of her own saliva, as she gently let the spent cock fall onto Hubey's thigh. Then, she put her fingertip to the hole in his cock, and wiped off any leftovers.
Jonelle lifted her head. Then, she rolled off the bed and onto her feet.
Hubey just lay there contentedly satisfied and without saying even a single word he happily gazed at her naked body. She was short, but very well proportioned.
Her legs were overlong, like a young girl's, or a young horse's. Indeed, her entire body was that of a beautiful young girl.
Her breasts were hardly budded, but very attractive to many men. Her hips were only slightly swelled out.
Her ass was baby round. Her limbs were slender and smooth.
Her skin was brown, without a blemish. She radiated health and youth.
And, Jonelle's face was baby sweet, but, with a touch of womanly passion, perhaps even lasciviousness. To top it off, was a soft head of relaxed, black ringlets.
She looked like a slender black Shirley Temple. And, she had more beauty, and even more sexiness than the precocious early movie star.
Hubey was crazy about her looks. She looked more babyish, as well as more sexual than she did three years ago, when she was in her awkward, growing up stage.
Jonelle derived nearly as much pleasure from looking at her lover's strong body. He was like a Greek sculpture in onyx.
Hubey laughed, and pulled Jonelle over to him. She cuddled a moment, then pulled herself away.
"I really gotta get home, Hubey. Mama will be waiting." Jonelle said to her boyfriend, apologetically.
"I know that. I just wanna take this little bit of cream out of your hair. You don't want mama to see that, do you?" Hubey said to her.
He wiped the drop of come out of her ringlets. He showed his fingers to Jonelle.
"Oh, boy. It's a good thing we caught that." Jonelle said to him.
"Now, why don't you get dressed, and I'll drive you up to the mansion gate." Hubey said to her.
"Yeah. I hate when these afternoons have to end." Jonelle said to him.
"Well, they wouldn't have to if we got married." Hubey said to her.
"I told you before, I ain't getting married until I earn some money." Jonelle said to him.
"I'll soon be out of school and earning enough for the two of us. Plumbers earn a lot, you know." Hubey said to her.
"I want to make some myself. I owe it to mama. I'm getting out of that house with as much as they took from her." Jonelle said adamantly.
"Well, I don't know how you're gonna do that without getting into trouble. But, you seem set on the idea." Hubey said to her.
"And, I will succeed. And, when I do, I'll be your child bride. And, you can make all the rest of the money." Jonelle said to him.
Hubey patted his girlfriend on her round ass, and she went off to get dressed. But, first, she went to the bathroom to wash off her sex soaked crotch.
She let her washcloth, which she always kept at Hubey's house, linger at her cunt hair a second. She felt so good inside, she felt glowing all over, but she knew that things would feel different once she was back at the big house.
Jonelle sighed, and dried herself. Then, she put on her clothes.
She wore frilly pink panties. They were made of fine silk, and had an expensive lace trim.
She pulled them up her smooth thighs. Then, she put on her pink silk slip.
That, too, was decorated with lace trimmings. Her underwear was all very fine and expensive, and she had to wash it by hand, out of her mother's sight.
Her mother would want to know where she got it. Hubey, sometimes wondered about it, but he didn't press her with questions.
He liked to run his sports calloused fingers along the silk. And, he liked to finger, and look at the lace.
Over her underwear, Jonelle put on her plain, grey seersucker dress.
It was one of her three outfits that she had for outside the house. She wore two of them alternately on her days off.
The third was dressy, for Sunday's and special occasions. Her mama had saved up a lot of money, at least a lot in her eyes, for that dress.
Inside the house, Jonelle had to wear her uniform. She hated it,-but she took special care with it.
She needed to look very pretty in it. That wasn't difficult. Even in a plain grey dress, Jonelle looked lovely. She checked herself in the mirror.
Jonelle picked up her purse from where she had left it on the bathroom floor, as Hubey had pulled her up into their first embrace. She opened the cheap, vinyl thing up.
She looked inside of it. She found her comb and brush.
She cleaned out her brush with her comb, frowning as she found a straight, red hair. Then, she ran the brush through her curls.
She watched her head in the mirror as she did so. She wanted to be sure that there were no gobs of come in it.
Once, she was certain that she looked up to her mother's inspection, Jonelle went out of the bathroom. Hubey was already dressed, waiting for her.
He wore his high top sneakers, and his jeans and his tee-shirt. He had to go to coach the oldest boys basketball team in an hour.
Even in the summer, basketball was the most popular game in town. Hubey was a football player, but he could play all sports better than any man in town.
Jonelle slipped into her rubber thongs, and waited for Hubey to open the door for her. He was always a gentleman.
That was something that he had learned in the South, and in the army. Jonelle slipped out the door.
Hubey followed her out to the car. He liked the way she subtly swung her girlishly narrow hips as she walked.
He liked even better following her up stairs. Then, he could watch and pat her round little ass.
They got in the car, and drove out of the town. The big house where Jonelle had been born and had spent all of her life was on the outskirts of town.
Jonelle did not want her mother to know how far she was involved with Hubey. Jonelle's mother was very strict with her.
So, Hubey had to leave her off a few paces from the gate. And, Jonelle had to tell her mother that she had spent the afternoon with some of her girlfriends from school.
Jonelle also didn't want the white man who owned the place to know that she had a big, black boyfriend. She was saving that information for when it would be of use to her.
They had one passionate kiss goodbye. Then, the small young lady walked up to the gate of the big house where she was born in service, and remained in service.