The tremendous fucking that Tyree had given Bridget fundamentally changed her outlook on her life and beliefs. As she sat at her desk a few days after her tryst at Tyree's home, she reminisced that her family had always taught her to fear and degrade black people, black men in particular. She had blindly accepted their proclamations as truth and had spent her entire life looking past black men.
She realized in the middle of her mind blowing, soul-stirring sexual session with Tyree that her life had been a lie up until now. She had never felt so utterly wanton and submissive with a man until she had bedded Tyree. She realized that all the dicks she had had before him were meaningless and unmemorable. His dick had taken her to a place she had never been before: Nirvana. He had been so gentle yet forceful. She realized that she was going to have to figure out what to do with the good doctor she had been dating. Now that she had the dick that others would kill for, she wasn't about to give it up for no one...even the rich, little-dicked doctor.
Tyree sat in his office looking out over the city thinking about the excitement of the last weekend. He had not intended to sleep with Bridget. First of all, she was his employee and he had ethical concerns to consider. But, the way she had come back into his home, the things she had said, the way she had first looked and then touched his dick...well, he couldn't resist. She had given him a very nice blowjob followed by her taking all of his 12-inch monster inside of her pussy!
He smiled at the memory. She had cried tears of joy as he masterfully stroked her to multiple orgasms. She had stated that she would do anything he wanted from her, afterwards. He realized that yet again his dick had hypnotized a woman into shameless behavior. A beautiful big-titted, wide-hipped, underfucked white woman at that!! He reminded himself that he had better be careful with keeping this under wraps in the office as he was the boss and only black in the office. He didn't want to wind up fired when he had just recently started this position.
Over the next couple of days, Tyree barely left the confines of his office as he was kept pretty busy with the responsibilities of his new job. He had called Bridget and explained that if they wanted to continue their sexual relationship, they would have to keep it from everyone else in the office. Bridget readily agreed. She would do whatever Tyree suggested as long as he didn't stop filling her up on the regular with his big dick. She was hopelessly addickted to him and his dick. She enjoyed feeling like that. She had never felt this way about a man before. All the previous men in her life had chased her down till she gave in. She enjoyed being the chaser, for once.
One night later in the week, Bridget returned home to a phone message left by her father...
"Brig, this is your father. Your mother and I have had it up to here with your younger sister, Mary. We've tried to raise her properly, but she seems to be against anything your mother or I suggest. We wondered if you would be willing to let her stay with you for a few weeks. I think your positive presence would be a good thing for her to be around...call us back when you can," he said.
Bridget's younger sister, Mary, was 19 years old and a natural red head. Bridget could imagine the frustration her sister felt living in that small, rural community. She called her father back and made arrangements for her sister to come and visit with her two days later. She had meant to spend more time with her sister but work had kept her busy over the last few months. She had many things to tell and share with her sister. She wondered if her sister would recognize she had changed considerably since she started fucking Tyrell.
The evening before her sister was due to arrive, Bridget invited Tyrell over to her apartment. They hadn't been together since their first tryst and she had been horny all week long waiting for another chance to experience him and his beautiful dick. Tyrell had accepted and said that he would be there by 10pm.
Later that evening...
As Bridget climbed out of the bathtub, she realized that her pussy felt normal for the first time that week. All week, her pussy had been slightly sore from the pounding she had received over the weekend. The feeling had reminded of her when she had given up her virginity.
"Damn, I can't wait to have that dick in me," she said as she dried herself off.
As she continued to dry herself off, her mind flashed back to Tyrell's bedroom. He had her fully stuffed with all 12 inches of his dick and then he had eased his finger into her asshole. She had come immediately from the naughty sensation. She mused that she had never given any thought to her asshole being so sensitive and erogenous. She decided that if Tyrell wanted to take her asshole, tonight, she would willingly let him. She was his whore and she knew it.
Tyrell arrived at Bridget's apartment promptly at 10pm. As he walked toward the security door, a middle aged white woman exited. She gave a gasp as the door opened, and she came face to face with the biggest black man she had ever encountered. The frozen, surprised look on her face didn't stop her from allowing the door to close in his face.
As the woman haltingly walked in front of Tyrell, he looked past her as he searched for Bridget's last name on the building directory. He could feel the woman's stare on his back. He had learned a long time ago to ignore the stares and glances of whites because whenever he returned their looks, they either said nothing or rolled their eyes at him in a disdainful manner...as if that shit was supposed to affect him in some way. "Go away, little person," he said loud enough for her to hear. He instantly heard her stumble, mutter, and walk away.
Tyrell found Bridget's name, and pushed the buzzer. She buzzed him in. She wore a bright red camisole with matching V-cut panties. She draped a robe over her shoulders as she approached the door to let Tyrell in.
Tyree sucked in his breath as Bridget opened the door. Her robe did little to hide her feminine charms. The contrast between the red lingerie she had on and her blonde hair was extremely arousing. Her breasts strained against the camisole. He could detect her nipples under her robe and camisole. He could also smell the undeniable scent of a woman in heat. That was always a turn-on!
"Damn, you look good enough to eat, baby. Is all this for me?" he asked.
"All for you...only for you," she whispered sexily.
Tyrell stepped in to Bridget's apartment. She closed the door and turned around and held her arms open for him. Tyrell moved forward and embraced her. His hands immediately found the soft swell of her ass and squeezed. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled his head toward hers. They kissed long and slow. Her tongue struck first, circling his lips and grazing his teeth. She sucked on his bottom lip as he worked his hand under her underwear to cup her bare ass. She made whimpering noises as he squeezed and manipulated her ass.
"I love your hands on my ass, Tyree," she said.
"That's good to hear because I plan on squeezing this ass all night long", he said in reply.
"Can I offer you a drink?" she asked.
"Yeah, that would be nice," he said.
They unlocked their embrace as Bridget headed off to the kitchen to pour some wine. Tyree entered the living room and sat down on the couch. He noticed a photo album sitting under the coffee table and reached for it. He flipped through the pages and noticed a lot of family photos. Her father looked like the typical rural redneck. Tyree noticed that in all the pictures of her father, he didn't smile once. Her mother was short, like her. She seemed like she was probably attractive some years back. The pictures that drew his attention were of Bridget's younger sister. Her flaming red hair stood out in each photo she was in. Other than her hair, she seemed to look quite unexciting and normal.
Bridget returned from the kitchen with two glasses. She noticed Tyree flipping through her photo album. As she sat down next to him, she found him looking at a picture of her younger sister.
"That's my younger sister, Mary. Doesn't she look cute? She's coming to visit me for a few starting tomorrow. It's a shame that I haven't seen her in over a year. She's been having some troubles with my folks and they think it would be a good idea if she spent some time with me," she said.
