The White Girl Moving In

Author's Note: It is highly recommended that before you read this installment that you review the first chapter of THE WHITE GIRL to better understand the characters, their situation and the surprise ending.

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Finishing their transaction at the grocery store the committed pair paid for their cigarettes and quickly exited the establishment. Heading back to Johnny's rental car they hopped into their transportation and he revved up his engine and screeched the tires of his late model Pontiac Firebird accelerating his departure out of the parking lot.

Having had to proceed through the store's Self-Check, Self-Service isle, Butch and Paul were slightly delayed in their departure from the retail grocery. By the time that they reached the parking lot Johnny and Karen were just pulling out onto the main street traffic headed for the closest Interstate Expressway entrance ramp.

Inside their car Karen told Johnny to head to her workplace at the Metropolitan Jail downtown so that she could fill out the paperwork for harassment charges against the troublesome duo who were following them. Her criminal justice job as a jailer gave Karen the ability to have local authorities investigate her old tormentors in order to prevent them from making her life miserable again.

Butch and Paul ran to their muscle car in the parking lot and threw their beverages and accessories into the back seat. Paul got into the passenger side of the Ford Thunderbird and Butch jumped behind the wheel.

The tenacious pair of road warriors fired up their vehicle and directly gave chase to the automobile occupied by Johnny and Karen. Paul said to Butch, "Hurry up man, that cat is getting away with our old girl."

Butch and Paul were derelicts and deadbeats who had never grown out of living a wild and crazy street life, partying, getting high and chasing after women. They had several scraps with the law and had not amounted to very much in their lives but grown-up versions of their teenaged selves.

They wanted to catch up with Karen because they knew that they had fun with her many years earlier and they figured they could just pick right back up in her life where they had left off. They were also jealous of Johnny and wanted a confrontation with him in order to try to push him out of Karen's life and take his place.

Karen and Johnny by this point now had turned out onto Interstate I-71 and were rapidly making their way to the downtown Metropolitan Jail building. Karen said to Johnny, "I can't believe those jerks, I haven't seen them in my neighborhood in years and the very minute that I take some time out in my own personal life to develop a new loving relationship they show up out of nowhere to try to spoil it!"

"Why do they have to re-appear in my life just when we were getting so comfortable and satisfied with each other?" she asked. Expressing her frustrations caused Johnny to glance over at her sitting in his passenger seat and to notice that she was wearing a very short, mini skirt dress with a tight, low-cut blouse ensemble as its accompaniment.

This wardrobe selection caught Johnny's intense brown eyes and caused him to take a longer glance at the physical loveliness seated beside him as he was navigating the traffic driving into Karen's job. Her image caused him to realize that Karen had a pair of the loveliest thighs and titties that he had viewed in any passenger seat that he was driving in a very long time.

He marveled at her beauty and the fact that she was just sitting within arm's reach of his grasp and his enjoyment. He suggestively looked into her eyes to search for a sensual connection as the pair were in the midst of a surreal car chase.

Butch and Paul for their part were determined to catch up with Johnny's rental and they too accelerated their speed in their late model coupe to maneuver their way onto the expressway to catch up with their fleeing rival. Butch, as the driver of his stylish, red, speedy roadster had had many occasions where he was engaged in a high speed chase with other motorists. Growing up in the inner-city ghetto he usually was on the fleeing end of these pursuits rather than on the pursuing end.

He and Paul had gone to high school together and had both dropped out when the demands of academic accountability had heightened and the calls of the streets became too exciting.

By now, Johnny and Karen had settled back into their seats while he drove at a comfortable pace which allowed them to relax and enjoy each other's company. Not concerned with his adversaries in his rear, Johnny mischievously and eagerly extended his muscular right arm and octopus-like fingers onto Karen's smooth, tanned, desirous, bare and exposed thighs.

As she felt his touch on her bare, naked skin she reached down to join his caress as she guided his huge masculine hand and groping fingers on a physical massage of her lower extremities and her inner thigh regions. They immediately locked into a visual connection which conveyed the recognition that she was available for his indulgence.

The result of this mutual embrace caused Johnny to veer slightly out of his lane on the expressway and Karen quickly instructed him to get into the upcoming exit lane as the Metropolitan Jail was rapidly approaching. Glancing out of her rear view mirror she could see that the auto driven by Butch on the tail of her vehicle was gaining ground and coming up fast.

This excitement only caused Johnny to throw his relative reluctance to the side and he pressed his tantalizing and hungry, searching fingers higher up Karen's open legs only to realize that her juicy, wet kitty-cat was totally exposed, and that she was not wearing any panties at all. He nearly freaked out with the thought that she had come out of her house so scantily dressed and so suggestive of her true wants, needs and desires!

He caused her to shriek with recognition when she realized that he was thrusting and inserting his fat, stubby, swollen fingers sensually inside her warm, wet, pussy lips just as she was also being aroused by the speedy highway chase that she was being turned on by. She escalated the situation by throwing her legs as wide open as the car's bucket seat arrangement would allow her thighs to split apart.

With this Johnny plunged his whole several grasping fingers as deeply inside her wide receiver as his twisting, muscular arm would allow him to reach. This caused Karen to spread her arms across the seated space between the door and the stick shift to brace herself as she lifted her ass off of the seat to allow Johnny as deep a penetration in her pussy as he desired to stroke.

This extracurricular activity in a rushing automobile in the middle of the Interstate expressway, careening off onto the rampway exit, caused Johnny to inadvertently mash the accelerator of his car accidently and for the pair inside to be catapulted headlong into the curve of Exit #1 leading off into the downtown government corridor. The upshot being that Butch and Paul were still continuing their close pursuit of Karen as they pushed their car faster to gain a closer vision inside of Johnny's windows.

As the two autos rushed into the downtown area off of the expressway, the huge Metropolitan Jail jumped up quickly onto the driver's front view of the city and it was clear that Johnny and Karen were headed directly for its Prisoner Admission Gate. This development forced an immediate recognition by Johnny that he needed to gain better control of his vehicle and to start slowing down. It also instinctively forced him to pull his gigantic hand and throbbing fingers out from within their embedded exploration deep within the womb of Karen's sopping wet pussy.

Their arrival also caused Butch and Paul to also realize exactly where they were in terms of the law enforcement surroundings and they swerved off onto a short side street of the expressway in order to beat a hasty escape from their continued pursuit of their old high school sex toy. It had finally dawned on the dastardly pair that Karen was leading them to the criminal justice center and they did not want to be found anywhere in that vicinity.

Having dodged the marauding desperadoes of her delinquent past, Karen executed a major exhale of emotional arousal following Johnny's stroking of her sexual libido in the front seat of his auto and the stimulating auto chase from her neighborhood grocery store, up and down the expressway, to the very doors of her place of employment in the law enforcement center of the town. She now lay back in her front seat for a few deflating moments and collected her faculties and straightened out her clothing before entering into her regular, everyday workplace.

Karen was going back into her office on Valentine's Day because she wanted to try to put a stop to the menace of Butch and Paul for once and for all. Her plan was to execute an A.P.B. {All-Points Bulletin} that would go out to cruising squad cars in the Sheriff's Department to be on the lookout for these two threats to female innocence all around the city.

It was her hope that other young, teen-aged and adult females would not have to fear the possibility of encountering this pair of exploiters of feminine gullibility for their own personal and sexual gratification like they had done with her. She was compelled by the fact that she now realized that she had been vulnerable to street hoodlums who took advantage of her when all that she really wanted to do was to have some fun.

Alerting her supervisor to the fact that Butch and Paul had harassed her before and were guilty of the day's high speed chasing despite her resistance to their desires she requested that the pair be apprehended and incarcerated. She swore out a slew of charges against them right then and there in her personal work facility.

On the darling couples' drive back to her house Johnny spied out an outlet of the world famous PLAYBOY CLUB novelty shops right there off of the I-71 Interstate Highway and told Karen that he'd like for them to go up to the shop and get her to model some of their erotic sleepwear for Valentine's Day. Entering into the shop Johnny identified various T-Shirts, Chemise Gowns, Slip Dresses, Teddies, Camisoles, Corsets, G-Strings and Baby Dolls for her to style.

Once inside the pair indulged in Karen trying on several of the different stylings and fashions. Johnny's throbbing, pulsating dick became particularly aroused when his sex partner tried on the skimpiest, most revealing and hot designs in the store and they ended up purchasing several sets. The merry pair also purchased various lubricants, gels, lotions, spanking paddles, whips and masks for their carnal enjoyment.

After completing a morning of the unglamorous work of law enforcement Karen and Johnny retired back to her house to continue and extend the good times that they had been enjoying both in her home and in his car. Now equipped with the extra esthetic and physical equipment for lovemaking the romantic playmates eagerly proceeded to pick-up where they had left off earlier that morning.

Johnny once again snuck up behind Karen inside the house and lifted her mini-skirt up to her waist revealing her bare, naked-ass cheeks and pretty pink pussy. He spun her around to face him and proceeded to plant a lustful kiss on her thin, pursed, tight lips with his full, thick, Black, succulent facial sponges.

The temperature in Karen's house immediately began to climb to volcanic levels as the pair wrestled and squeezed and sucked on each other's face. Spontaneously she slid her hand and fingers inside the elastic waistband of Johnny's gym shorts and hungrily went searching for his long, Black, hanging, monstrous, boa constrictor.

Seizing it she slowly began to stroke and slide and massage her warm and moist palm up and down the full length of his expanding cock's trunk. These actions jump started Johnny's adrenalin flow as his breathing and his Mandingo-sized dick enlarged rapidly to reach its optimal magnificence.

He in turn cupped her voluptuous, swaying, tits with both his giant sized, weight-lifter's hands while the couple locked in on a visual eye connection that confirmed that the lovers were aroused, passionate, yearning and freakin out! He bent slightly to devour her inflamed, swollen nipple stubs in the wetness of his thick, Negroid lips, tongue and nipping white, polished teeth.

She squealed in delight as he sucked and slurped on each pulsating tingle of her engorged breasts with his big lips, teething on her nipples, swelling them to their fattest and plumpest size. All the while he was stroking his expansively broad, open, left, Black palm along the length of her exposed, drooling, wet, gapping pussy down between her thighs while he licked and sucked her tits.

Whispering 'Sweet Nothings' into her closest ear he breathed his deep, sexy, athletic, voice down the left side of her face telling her, "Your Pussy Is So Damn Wet, You Are Soaking My Fingers." Karen spontaneously pushed Johnny backwards onto one of her livingroom couches as his tight, sculpted Black ass fell gingerly onto a pile of cushions which feathered his impact.

She next pushed him to the back of the merger of couch and drywall while she briskly pulled off his gym shorts and jockey underwear. Reaching inside the shopping bag brought in from their shopping spree at the Playboy Shop, Karen pulled out the tube of strawberry fellatio gel and snapped open the lid and proceeded to apply globs and globs of penis flavored oral jelly all over Johnny's dick-head and trunk.

As their eye contact became more and more intense, Karen dipped her face immediately down to the head of Johnny's enlarged monster dick and passionately began to gulp and swallow and lick and nibble all over his massive manhood's girth. This caused Johnny to yelp in psychic delirium as his eyes rolled backwards in his head the deeper and the faster Karen's tongue swirled around his swollen, purple cock knob.

Johnny B. Goode was a stout, muscular man. He had a well-defined upper chest cavity, extremely tight abs, very muscular, weight-lifter's arms, a firm ass and very strong thighs and calf muscles. He stood approximately 6 ft. tall and weighed around 200 lbs. He had been a former Jock in high school and maintained his physical stamina by jogging and running in marathons.

When Karen went down on his long, Black, striated, penis Johnny lost all physical control of his body. She sucked and sucked his member so hard and so often that he could feel the tingling from his toes, up his legs to his testicles.

When she knew that she had his full attention she increased her rhythm and she also took her free right hand and cupped and fondled Johnny's giant, walnut sized ball sac. Caressing and stroking and coaxing his sexy semen from deep in his loins up higher and higher towards an explosion.

She bobbed and dipped and swallowed on his long, Black, snake in and out of her mouth, throat and windpipe. As Johnny's eyes began to buck from the sensation of the pressure rising towards an ejaculation from the tip of his dick-head Karen intensified her sucking and licking faster and faster even still.

Perceptible moans and groans began to be heard coming from Johnny's mouth as his head was cocked back on the couch, twisting and turning with Karen's suction. As the gunk inside his ball sac drew closer and closer to erupting from his swollen pole, Johnny's muscles began to tighten in anticipation of a convulsive climax.

"Goddamn It Karen," he exclaimed, "You're about to drain my nut bucket!"

With that final pronouncement Johnny violently grabbed the embedded cushions on Karen's livingroom couch and held on for dear life as glob after glob after glob of white gooey gunk jumped to the head of his overspent cock only to be sucked and swallowed and gulped right down the gullet of Karen's hungry, expectant and awaiting mouth.

She rode his bucking cock like a seasoned bull fighter! She held her grasp of his pulsating penis and twisted and rose to meet every gyration and lunge and thrust until each and every drop of his sticky, love juice was pulled off his fat dick-head and down the long slide of her gullet. When she finally came up for a breath she took the backside of her right hand to wipe away any residue of his baby seed around her mouth that she might have missed with her tongue and lips.

Spent, exhausted and depleted Johnny could only slump backwards on the couch and suck up all the available oxygen rushing up into his enlarged and flaring nostrils. The sounds in Karen's livingroom were mute as she had the biggest smile and look of accomplishment on her face standing up over her love partner like the champion of a heavyweight knockout.

By the time that Johnny had regained his composure and mental faculties Karen was just coming out of her bathroom after completing another cleansing shower having checked out all of the various erotic undergarments that Johnny had selected for her at the sex & novelty store. Picking himself up and getting back into the conversation Johnny told Karen that as it was Valentine's Day and a day of love that he wanted her to walk around her home for the rest of the day in one of the X-rated outfits which they had purchased that morning to stimulate their passions.

Immediately she chose the royal blue chemise dress which rode high on her hips and exposed all of her luscious ass cheeks and thick thighs. Recognizing the pace of activities that the couple had been involved in the past 24 hours Johnny suggested that the pair climb into Karen's queen-sized bed and indulge in what he characterized as 'Pillow Talk'.

Pillow Talk was a special period of time, usually reserved for the evening hours, where Johnny liked to recline and kick-back and relax with the special woman in his life about the reasons, the causes, the needs, the desires and the joys of loving and being in love with his heartthrob. This period could be over the telephone, in a special room of a house, but usually it took place in the bedroom, lying in bed.

In this case Johnny wanted to talk with Karen about their chemistry, their sex life, their professional life and the future ahead of them. The first topic that he wanted to broach was the very physical attraction that the new couple held for each other. He started out by saying, "Karen, I think that it is quite apparent that we have a very special physical connection with each other that is magnetic." "I think that from the very first time that we'd laid eyes on one another at the Pink Lobster restaurant we have had an animal lust and desire for each other."

Johnny was referencing the first time that he had laid eyes on Karen when he noticed how big her ass was. From that moment till the present he was committed to kissing that ass, palming that ass and fucking that ass. He wanted to let her know how horny she made him just thinking about her pale, White, naked ass.

For her part Karen was telling Johnny how handsome that she thought that he was with his intense, blazing brown eyes and his white teeth. She noted how much she liked his strong, Black, male, sexual prowess. She particularly liked his bullet-proof pectoral muscles, his large, masculine hands, his potent stiff, Black cock and his powerful walnut-sized testicles.

Johnny next mentioned his job as a college professor where he worked an hour's drive away from Karen. Johnny was an educator at the Ohio State University and he had been commuting down from his campus to meet with and be with Karen each of the weekends since their first date. He wanted her to know that he was smitten by their meeting and that he wanted to be closer to her than he currently was.

Karen on the other hand was an Ohio State Deputy Sheriff working in the Metropolitan Jail and she was considering retiring in a few years in the southern part of the country. She was considering marrying for a third and final time before she retired so that her and her spouse could travel the world together, enjoy their retirement and engage in Church missionary work.