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Fans: Last installment ended with Eva eye-witnessing her 18-year old daughter, Erin, get plundered and freaked by Tyree and Bridget, at his house.
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CHAPTER 1
The night before…
Erin gingerly made her way to the front steps of her house. Ten minutes earlier, she had lain on her back and watched, submissively, as Bridget tenderly cleaned all of Tyree's cum out of her battered and gaping cunt. She had assisted by squeezing dollops of cream onto her agile tongue. Bridget continued swirling her tongue through her soggy pussy causing her to orgasm one last time. As she hurriedly got dressed, the last sight she saw was an insatiably horny Bridget sucking, licking and cleaning Tyree's cum-splattered long, thick dick as he lie back on the bed 'eyeing' her with a slight smug smile. She had to look away from his eyes. She knew what that look meant. She knew that he knew her craving for him had just begun. His look told her, 'Bitch, you will give me that pussy when and where and how I say'. In her heart and in the dull yet pleasurable ache between her thighs, she knew she would acquiesce.
As she walked across Tyree and then her parent's large yard, she realized that she was walking slightly agape and bow-legged. Tyree had made sure that she wouldn't sit down without discomfort for at least a few more hours. Her pussy ached from the thickness of his dick and her womb was numb from the pummeling it had taken from his lengthy cock. 'Is this how my mother felt after the first time she fucked Tyree?' she mused as she entered the house.
After reaching her home and closing the door, she made her way into the living room… the kitchen… the sitting room… but, she did not see her mother. She was hoping she was still out because she was not in the mood for a deep conversation. She needed to get her ass in the bathtub and soak her swollen genital region. Though her pussy continued to throb, she enjoyed the sensation. She felt like a wanton whore who had just been conquered by the biggest, blackest dick she had ever seen or heard of. As she made her way up the curved staircase, a smile began to play on her lips. She realized that she had had the proverbial 'shit fucked out of her' this evening.
Limping her sore ass to the bathroom, she opened the door to a room full of lit scented candles. She was about to back out of the room, thinking her mother must have set this up for herself… but there was a note attached to the bathroom mirror. Slowly, Erin made her way to the sink to read…
Dear Erin,
Hello, my dearest daughter. I went over to Tyree's tonight to ask him if he had seen you only to find you getting, shall I say, 'tutored'. I am not mad at you. I'm proud of you, to be truthful. I can't explain what I saw and how it made me feel no more than you can when you 'spied' me last night with Tyree. All I can say is that the 'ache' goes away after a while. I figured you'd need a warm, relaxing bath after being prodded by that THING, for what seems like hours. Hell, I know I did. LOL. Bathe, sleep…and we'll talk later…only if you want to. I love you
Mom
P.S. I added some vinegar and lemon juice to your water to help with the 'stretched' feeling you probably have.
A mix of emotions crossed Erin's mind and face in a matter of seconds, culminating in tears dropping from her eyes. She was glad that her mother hadn't thought of her as a hypocrite for looking down on her for screwing a black man. Less than 24 hours ago, she had sat in judgment of her mother getting hell fucked out of her by a Black man. Then she goes and gets her plumbing rearranged by the same guy, same magnificent cock, same multiorgasmic experience, and left his home with the same goofy look on her face as her mother.
She wondered what her mother saw her doing. Did she see when Tyree first entered her pussy making her cry out and orgasm wetly all over him and the bed or was it when her pussy had begun to loudly fart and squelch on each in-stroke of his thick, pussy-juice lathered club… or was it when Bridget had slid under her and gave her clitoris the teasing of a lifetime while Tyree slowly and laboriously worked his 'pussy spreader' deep into her cunt from her behind causing her to orgasm so strongly and frequently, she lost count?
Erin undressed and entered the steaming waters of the bathtub. She laid her head back on a bath pillow and raised her feet to either side of the tub, allowing the warm waters of the tub to enter her still gaping cunt, soothing the inner lining. She smiled as she wondered how many women before her had fucked Tyree and ended up in a vinegar and lemon juice bath as a result. As she ran her fingers over her almost painfully sensitive nipples, she pondered the next time she would have Tyree's dick inside of her and when.
CHAPTER 2
The Next Morning
Tyree had been sexing three women for the better part of a year, now…
Bridget was 5'5", 36c-23-36. 29 years old. Long blonde hair that flowed to the middle of her back. Full lips, perky nose, and gleaming white teeth. She usually had to wear a padded bra to hide her ever-hard nipples as they were very sensitive. Hourglass figure that men lusted after. Smooth curvy legs. She was a cut well above average and she knew it! Bridget was what the pimp game would call his, 'bottom bitch'. She had been the first woman he had met when he got to town. Second, she gave incredible head. Third, she was down to seduce other women into his bed. Number four didn't matter because number three was the BOMB!
Eva was a beautiful woman in her own right. Black hair. Cobalt blue eyes. 135 lbs. Soft-featured face. Nice, upturned nose….sexy, suckable, medium sized lips. Her breasts were 38C's. Narrow waist… flat stomach. You could see the flair of her hips from the front, so anyone with eyes knew she was packing a nice ass on her. She was 40 years old. She could have passed for a young Liz Taylor. She wasn't in love with him because she had just separated from her cheating husband after many years of a suck ass marriage. He realized that she was using him to catch up on all of the dick she had turned down over the years while she played the role of the faithful housewife. Unfortunately, her husband had cheated on her with several different women over the years. Since her husband had stopped 'taking' the pussy from her not long after they were married, Tyree provided that much-needed experience for her. She needed someone to submit her body to and fuck her like she was a farm animal. Over the last few weeks, Tyree had put more mileage on her pussy than all her years of marriage had achieved, and she loved every wet, slimy stroke.
And last, but certainly not least, was Erin, Eva's daughter. She was into him because he was her first big dick. Her body was bootylicious! Beyonce could sit her ass down next to her. Exquisite, full breasts, which were, capped off with ever-erect pink nipples...flat stomach...full, rounded hips...nice, onion-like ass and supple yet thick thighs. If she decided to move to Atlanta or Las Vegas, she'd make plenty of money stripping. Her body exuded sexuality in a major way. Before him, she had dealt with boys who had no idea how to pleasure her. Tyree had raised her sexual IQ by 1000 points in the span of one sex session. She was hooked on his dick. That much was obvious. Her body was young, tight, pliable, and she was more than willing to experiment with her body, mouth, pussy, and ass. Tyree knew that is was a matter of time before she found new interests and moved on. She was young and that was what she was supposed to do.
As he worked out on his elliptical that morning, he mused that life was going pretty good for him. He had never imagined that he'd be in a new city banging three shapely, comely white women. Truth be told, he'd have to admit that he had never been a Black man that chased after white women or was myopically focused on bedding one… like some he knew. He understood that, historically, white women had held a privileged position in society and were able to take advantage of that fact… compared to Black and other women. Some of them had in their heads that it was a privilege for a Black man to talk with them. The reality was that once they got into a one-on-one conversation with a Black man they found attractive, the built-up anxiety/desire towards Black men in general caused them to follow through on their historical fascination with Big, Black Dick and offer it up. Was it a myth? At this point, it didn't matter… Big, Black Dick had been branded on White America's brain for so long; they might as well consider it part of the damn culture. A National Museum of Black Dick was his suggestion.
Tyree mused that he should find a new challenge to keep his dick juices bubbling. He made well over 200K as the director of human resources of an international healthcare conglomerate. He lived in a four-bedroom brick mini-mansion and driving a black 2009 Mercedes E300. He was getting all the sex he wanted from three stacked white women. By all accounts, his life was safe, secure, and getting better.