Thugfucked

Tyson drove them home, eventually. After a stop at a local restaurant to eat some soul food, which Carrie paid for. Then visiting a couple of his friends, while Carrie waited in the car. Then for an hour, while Tyson visited one of the mothers of his children. That lasted a good hour, and Carrie stewed in jealousy while she waited. Finally, he returned.

"Okay, where you live, bitch?" he said.

"I have a condo off the Northeast Heights," Carrie said. Tyson whistled.

"Damn, bitch, never thought I'd be fucking a girl from there. Give me some road head while I drive." Carrie obediently unzipped his pants. He already kept them low, hanging almost off his ass. She pulled down his boxers, exposing his big black cock. He was huge, even soft. It smelled like pussy. Her nose wrinkled as she leaned down to start sucking on his balls. This bitch came everywhere on him, she thought.

"That's Alicia, she fathered my oldest," the 18 year old bull said simply. "Pull the foreskin back, bitch, suck on the head." Carrie complied, putting him in her mouth, cleaning Alicia off of him. Tyson placed one hand on the back of Carrie's head while he pulled out. Carrie moaned, feeling him get bigger.

"How's she taste, bitch?" Tyson taunted.

"Umm, she's growing on me," Carrie answered truthfully, cleaning every drop of black pussy off her new man's cock. Soon enough, he was hard again. That big, foot long dick was finally going to be hers. They arrived at Carrie's condo. Tyson kept the keys.

"You got my weed, bitch?" he said simply. Carrie reached into the bottom drawer of her dresser, pulling out the expensive hash.

"That's a good cunt. Prime stuff too, I might have to keep you." He sat down on Carrie's couch, lighting up the joint. He offered her a toke, and Carrie shook her head. Tyson frowned.

"If you're going to be my bitch, you're going to smoke weed with me," he ordered. She swallowed, taking a deep breath, and taking a toke of the weed. She coughed. It wasn't bad. He laughed at her, propping his feet up on her lower back.

"So why me?"

"Well, my ex-boyfriend -- not the last one, the one before that -- got me into big dick. He had a little 4.5 inch pee pee, but he hooked me up with my last boyfriend. And I learned I needed a big, hung, alpha male to serve," Carrie said, tucking her hair behind her ear. He nodded, then gestured over to the bedroom. It was time.

Carrie got on all fours, like a dog. Tyson moved behind her, pausing to take another drag off the joint. He took out an ashtray, placing it on her back, then rubbed his cock up and down her pussy.

"Beg, bitch."

"Please...Tyson ... Daddy ... please make this white bitch yours."

"What if I don't want you? What if I just want to knock this pussy up and go? You going to follow me? Sue my ass for child support?" Carrie shivered.

"No ... I'll be your baby mama and that's it ... just like Alicia," Carrie said, moaning as he pushed his cock inside her.

"Gonna find some bitch white boy like your ex to raise it?" Carrie grunted, as he pushed deeper than John had gotten.

"No ... no white boy would raise your baby. I'd raise it as a single mother ... raise it to be a strong black son or daughter." Tyson approved, pushed his cock deeper. He was in Carrie's womb. He held it there, letting her adjust to it. It was a long moment, him smoking the joint, her cunt spasming wildly on his rod.

"No white babies coming out of this pussy, got that bitch?" Carrie moaned, cumming as he started to fuck her proper.

"No white babies ... black owned pussy."

"Mmmm ... might sell this pussy when I'm done with it ... it ain't half bad." He pulled the ashtray off her back, and started to fuck her proper. That long, fat foot-long black cock, pushing in and out, thugfucking his new little white bitch.

"Oh God, Daddy ... fuck ... fuck, fuck fuck me, fucking cumming..." Carrie whined. It went out, just the loud sound of his heavy balls slapping her clit, his big cock resizing her pussy. She was ****, out of her mind, and then she felt it ... him cumming, right into her womb. No wonder he was so potent.

Afterwards, she smoked a joint with him in bed, wondering ... am I going to elevate him, or let him bring me down to the depths?