As Mary gathered her luggage from the taxi, she continued to wonder why a black man was in her sister's neighborhood this early in the morning. There were a handful of blacks where her family lived and she hardly ever saw them. Her father had explicitly forbade her to socialize with any blacks, male or female.
"Could you blame him?" Mary thought. Every time you turned on the television, blacks were being accused or arrested for some crime they had committed. Everywhere they went, crime was sure to follow.
As Mary approached her sisters' building, an elderly white gentleman was exiting the building and he held the door for her as she entered (all the while staring lecherously at her well-developed body). She scanned the building register for her sisters' apartment number. Once she found it, she entered an elevator and proceeded up ten floors.
Mary approached her sister's door and knocked. No answer. She knocked again and again there was no answer. She tried the doorknob and found it to be unlocked!
"What the hell is my sister thinking leaving her apartment door unlocked when there are black guys just wondering around the community?" she asked herself.
As she entered the apartment and placed her luggage near the door, she noticed two wine goblets sitting on the table in the livingroom.
"Umm, sis must have had a long night with the doctor she's been dating," she laughed to herself. Her mother had mentioned that Bridget had begun dating a doctor and that she hoped that she would finally settle down and start a family as she was looking forward to becoming a grandmother.
Mary secretly harbored the wish that once she became acclimated to living in such a large city that her sister would introduce her to some of the doctor's friends so that she could meet a husband and she wouldn't have to return to rural life.
Mary began calling her sister's name.
"Bridget, are you up yet?" she called out.
Mary began walking towards the rear of the apartment. She opened a door to her left and saw that it was a spare bedroom. All the things she would need were on the bed. Sheets, bedspread, pillowcases, etc.... She closed the door and continued down the hall. She saw a door to her left and opened it.
"Oh my God!" she said to herself.
Her sister was naked and laying on her stomach. The sheets were on the floor. As Mary entered the room, it reeked of sex. She approached Bridget's bed and gasped. Her sisters asshole was gaping open with a puddle of cum in it. Her asshole was beet red and cum dripped down to the sheet beneath her. There were several cum spots on the sheet beneath her. The cheeks of her ass showed hand prints on it. Mary walked around the bed and gasped again. Her sister's face was covered in dried cum. It was around her lips, nose, and eyes. She thought she could see a smile on her sisters contented face as she slept.
"Unfuckingbelievable!" she said out loud.
Her sister was obviously dating a very horny doctor. And by the size of the gaping hole that used to be her asshole, he was obviously very well hung! Mary was no stranger to sex. In fact, it was her constant yearning for dick that gotten her into trouble with her parents. She had begun fucking two year's prior.
Mary had given her virginity to a boy she had been dating on and off for two years. The actual taking of her virginity went without fanfare. He was inexperienced and nervous and it showed. He bedded her several times after that but Mary soon grew bored with his lack of technique and sought other males to satisfy her newfound desire for sex. She had always been good at oral sex(having sucked off several young boys to prevent them from taking her virginity). Just before the problems started with her parents, she had been sucking and fucking a boy who had a 6-inch dick.
It had been the biggest dick she had had and she enjoyed it immensely. He had introduced her to pornography. One time, he had rented a tape that featured interracial sex on it. At first, she had berated him for getting off on "monkeys and gorillas" fucking good white women but when she had seen the dicks on these black men, she had sat there with her mouth open.
"Those dicks are fake, I know it! No one is born with that much meat..no one!" she remembered she had said and still believed. She reasoned that their appendages had to be prosthetics. They were very realistic looking, though.
Mary's sister looked like she had received the fucking of a lifetime. She decided that she would let her sleep off last night's fucking. She slowly exited the room and closed the door quietly behind her.
"Damn, why can't I get fucked like that? Bridget looks like she met head on with a train!" she laughed to herself. That doctor must be a hunk, she thought.
Later that morning, after Mary had finished unpacking her belongings, she sat in the livingroom watching the Jerry Springer show on television. She had gotten into the habit of calling the show "Blacks & Trailertrash" since that all she ever seemed to see on stage. As she continued watching, the telephone rang.
Mary answered on the first ring so that the noise would not awaken Bridget.. It was her mother calling to make sure she had arrived safely. She informed her mother that she had arrived safely and that Bridget was still sleeping. Her mother said a few other things then they hung up.
Minutes later, the phone rang again. Mary picked it up thinking it was her mother again.
"Hello?" she said.
"H-H-Hello? Bridget, is that you?" a voice asked.
"No, this is her sister Mary," she said.
"Oh, hi, I'm Dr. Stanley Clark. I was calling to invite your sister to lunch this afternoon. By chance, is she available?" he asked.
"Actually, doctor, she's resting from her long night. I would think you'd be a little tired also. You sure have a lot of energy," she said.
"Long night? Well, as a doctor you keep weird hours, ya know? I'm used to it, though. Please give her my message. I have to get back to the ER. It was nice talking with you Mary,"
"It was nice talking to you, too. I'll make sure to give her the message, doctor," she said.
The doctor hung up the phone and found himself to be befuddled by the conversation that had just taken place. He hadn't seen Bridget since their last date and she hadn't returned any of his calls all week long. He assumed that she had been working late.
Mary hung up the phone and smiled to herself. She thought the doctor must have been a helluva gentleman. First, he comes over and fucks her sister senseless, then calls to invite her out to lunch! She wished she could find a man who treated her like that. Fuck her like a slut, then treat her like a lady!
