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Lamar's Game
by Suewatcher (susanfernandez265@hotmail.com)

***

Husband's co-worker seduces his wife into a new life. 
(MF, wife, cheat, voy, reluc, intr, cuck, preg)

***

Chapter 1

"You must be Steve Harris, My name is Lamar DuBois I 
work in computer engineering."

"Nice to meet you Lamar, I don't know what happened the 
dam thing froze up and I can't get it to work."

"No problem my man, that your wife?"

"Yes."

"She is beautiful, if you don't mind me saying."

"No I don't mind and thanks."

Lamar liked the picture. The woman in the picture had 
on hiking boots, cut off jeans and a crop top. The 
shorts revealed a set of firm tanned legs. The crop 
top, a flat stomach and large tits. Lamar had a thing 
for white women and the one in the picture was 
exceptional. The woman had long brown hair tied in a 
pony tail and she was beautiful. When he returned to 
his office Lamar was going to do a little research.

"There you go; it's working fine now if you have 
anymore problems give me a call."

"Thanks Lamar, see you."

When Lamar returned to his office he immediately Opened 
Steve's personnel file. Finding out about people and 
using that information to his advantage and enjoyment 
was his game. Lamar took notes as he read through the 
file. College degree, 49, married, wife 32, Catholic, 
no kids. Then on a hunch, Lamar checked Steve's company 
access code. This code is contained in the employee's 
personal file so that if something happens to the 
employee, the company can access business files.

Lamar had Steve's e-mail address, pulled it up and then 
tried the company code. Sure enough Steve used the same 
code. Steve you're a dumb ass thought Lamar. Now that 
Lamar had access to Steve's e-mail account, next a 
little research on internet history. Lamar couldn't 
believe the treasure trove of knowledge he picked up 
there.


Chapter 2


The next day Steve bumped into Lamar in the parking 
lot, it was only the second time Steve had met Lamar. 
Steve felt the guy was pretty nondescript. A little 
taller than Steve maybe 5'11", skinny and black. Nice 
enough, so Steve remembered his name. 

"Hey Steve how are you doing."

"Lamar right, I'm doing fine thanks, how about you."

Steve was opening the trunk to his car when Lamar asked 
about him about playing racquetball.

"Where do you play Steve?"

"Down at my gym, they have courts."

"I'm new here and need a place to work out, your gym 
near by."

"Yeah it's pretty close; I'm on my way over right now."

"Mind if I follow you over."

"No not at all."

Steve hit the gym three times a week, were he play 
racquetball with a friend. Steve's wife Cris was a 
fitness freak and took aerobics classes and weight 
lifted at the same place. When Steve and Lamar got to 
the gym Steve proceeded to show Lamar around. Lamar 
liked the place and signed up right away.

While Lamar was talking to management, Steve changed 
into his workout cloths. After changing, Steve went to 
the aerobics area of the gym looking for Cris. Chris 
had just finished a session and her cloths were soaked 
with sweat. Cris had on short black bike shorts that 
accented her long legs. Cris' top was also black and 
cut semi-low showing just a little of her breast's. 
While the top was double padded it did little to hide 
her thick protruding nipples. Steve never ceased to be 
amazed at how beautiful his wife was. Cris' long brown 
hair was pulled back in a pony tail.

"I like the outfit sugar."

"Steve I wear it all the time, now you notice?"

"I noticed your nippers babe, cold in here?"

"I'll never wear this top again."

"Oh do wear it again, I love it."

"You're incorrigible."

Just then a trainer named Debbie walked up with Lamar. 
Lamar had changed and now looked completely different. 
Still thin, but incredibly well muscled. Lamar was 
wearing a t-shirt which was cut short and showed a six 
pack of abs. Lamar's shorts were lycra tights and did 
little to hide what looked like a thick snake running 
down his leg.

"Cris this is Lamar, he just signed up and guess what?" 
Debbie was the bubbly type and clearly Lamar made her 
bubble .Before Cris could respond to Debbie's question. 
Lamar commented.

"Steve my friend, you weren't lying when you said your 
wife was beautiful, in fact that was a huge 
understatement. My pleasure to meet you Cris. I 
understand from talking with Debbie that you're 
interested in Tybo. I'm an instructor and in exchange 
for teaching some classes, the management is going to 
forgo dues. Can I count on you to join my class? Lamar 
was mesmerized by Cris' dark eyes and smile.

Steve didn't recall saying anything of the sort, but he 
wasn't about to say something different and insult the 
wife. "Honey Lamar works with me."

"Nice to meet you Lamar. Tybo, great. I've always 
wanted to take Tybo; I hear it makes for a great 
workout. From what I see from here it's a great 
workout. Let me know when you're giving your first 
class." Cris' dark brown eye's inadvertently giving 
Lamar the once over. Cris admired a person who worked 
out a lot and Lamar's physique wasn't lost on her. Plus 
the way he looked at her like a predator with his food. 
Cris averted her eyes. 

"Thanks, I'll let you know. Steve I guess I'll hit the 
weights while you play racquetball. Either of you 
ladies need a workout partner?"

"I wish I could, but unfortunately I have to work, how 
about a rain check," said Debbie, by demeanor clearly 
suggesting the possibility of more than a workout in 
the future.

Dismissing Debbie off hand, Lamar asked Cris. "Well 
Cris that leaves you."

"Sure it will be fun, see you at home sweetie."

"Bye," Steve said as he watched Lamar and Cris head for 
the weight room. Steve was not the jealous type, in 
fact, one could say Steve was one of those guys who 
enjoyed it when men would stare or flirt with Cris. So 
the fact that Lamar was coming on to his wife didn't 
bother Steve at all. Actually entering the court to 
play his first game Steve found himself becoming 
aroused at the prospect that Lamar would hit on Cris.

Lamar followed Cris into the weight room. Dam this girl 
was hot Lamar though. Outrageous good looks, smart, 
perfect ass, great tits, and what a pair of legs. Lamar 
had to remind himself to remain a little distant and 
mysterious. Cris liked to workout, well he planed on 
giving her a good one. 

They were on their third set of bench press and Lamar 
was really pushing Cris hard. Cris welcomed the 
challenge, at the same time there was something about 
Lamar she couldn't put her finger on. Earlier he had 
openly flirted with her, now that they were working out 
he had become aloof almost distant. Which for the 
moment was just as well because Lamar's crotch was mere 
inches from her face. Lamar was pushing her to finish 
the set, but it was hard to concentrate.

Cris wasn't a prude and she admired a good looking man 
as much as the next woman. Cris had never felt any kind 
of attraction to black men nor did she harbor a secret 
fantasy. In college a couple of her friends had gone 
out with black guy's. In fact one of her roommates had 
gotten involved with a married black professor. Cris 
spent the entire semester hearing her roommate's 
orgasms every time the Prof came over. Cris had tried 
to talk her friend out of this doomed relationship, 
after all the guy was married, but to no avail. 

On the contrary it was her friend who took every 
opportunity to tell her how good her black lover was. 
At one point she even got Cris a date with one of the 
professors friends, but he stood her up. Cris thought 
back how disappointed she had been when the guy failed 
to show. Hearing the two lovers have sex every night 
had peaked her curiosity. The very next semester her 
roommate got an apartment by herself so the Prof could 
have his privacy ending those thoughts.

"Come on Cris you have one more in you, now push."

Cris found herself staring up at Lamar as she powered 
the last rep. While Lamar helped position the weights 
Cris stole a glance at his crotch. Earlier Cris thought 
that maybe Lamar had actually stuffed his shorts. Now 
mere inches from her face, Cris could make out the 
unmistakable out line of Lamar's cock head. Cris had 
had two lovers before she married. Every man in her 
life had been about the same size. Lamar's cock was 
easily 2 inches longer, much thicker, and god she 
realized, Lamar wasn't even excited.

"Cris you ready to move on to another exercise?"

Cris lost in thoughts about Lamar's cock looked up and 
realized that Lamar had caught her staring. Lamar 
wasn't smiling or anything, but Cris felt herself 
blush. "Yeah I'm ready, let's do shoulders." Oh god, 
Cris thought, I just meet the guy and he catches me 
staring at his cock.

"That's my point and game Steve. You're not playing 
well today."

"Work, lots of issues. I'll get you in the next one 
Tommy."

Steve was wondering what Cris was up to and was having 
difficulty concentrating on the game. Steve often 
fantasized about Cris getting it on with another man. 
Now the fact that Steve fantasized about his wife 
having sex with another man didn't mean Steve wanted it 
to happen. Steve always recognized it as a fantasy and 
nothing more. 

Steve had never discussed it with Cris or in anyway 
suggested it to her. Steve was sure that there was just 
no way Cris would do something like that. Cris was 
pretty conservative when it came to sex. Cris had only 
two lovers before they were married. Before Steve, Cris 
had neither received or performed oral sex. 

During the honeymoon and the six years of marriage that 
followed Cris had blossomed sexually. Steve was much 
more experienced than Cris' prior lovers and introduced 
her to oral sex and new positions. Everything that 
occurred with in the confines of their marital sex life 
was fine with Cris. Sex for both Steve and Cris was 
good and occurred often

Only once had Steve suggested a little variety in their 
life. The couple had been watching a movie were the man 
had blind folded the woman and introduced a third 
party. Steve joking around that evening suggested they 
try something like that. Cris became furious, claiming 
that only a pervert would want to share his wife. So 
Steve learned to keep his fantasy to himself.

Steve didn't view Lamar as a threat to his relation 
with Cris, yet there was something of the predator in 
Lamar, something he hadn't noticed before. Perhaps the 
reason that Steve didn't become jealous was that he 
felt their was no way Cris could be unfaithful. Over 
the years secretly playing out his fantasy Steve had 
had a chance to observe Cris' reaction to other men.

Several years ago the couple had gone down to Key West 
for a week long stay. In March the key's are jamming. 
The third day there Steve and Cris had taken a rent car 
to Bahia Honda State Park. Steve had heard from a guy 
at the hotel that the park had an area were cloths were 
optional. buying a couple of bottles of wine, Steve 
decided to surprise Cris and check out her reaction.

Parking the car, it wasn't long before they came across 
a couple in the buff.

"Steve that couple we just passed, the woman was 
topless."

"Yeah and."

"I can't believe it, what about the police, is it 
legal."

"Sure it's no big deal babe, it's the Key's." 

Walking a little further Steve put down the cooler and 
blanket in a relatively quiet part of the beach. There 
were only a few other couples on the beach and at a 
distance. Lying out in the sun and drinking wine was 
very relaxing and Steve dosed off. Waking 15 minutes 
later, Steve was shocked to see Cris walking up from 
the waters edge topless.

"Nice, what got into you." Cris' body was golden brown, 
the water beading up on her body looked like little 
diamonds in the sun light. For Steve, Cris had the 
perfect set of breasts. Large, perfectly proportioned 
tits, with dark thick nipples that were permanently at 
attention. The coolness of the water accenting her 
nipples even more.

"Listen mister I'm not dumb, you brought me out here on 
purpose. So I figured I'd give you a taste of what you 
wanted. I just hope no one comes walking by."

"Well what kind of fun is that?"

"Steven sometimes I wonder about you. Are you saying 
it's okay for me to go topless in front of strangers."

"Exactly. Cris it's not like we are going to see them 
again."

"Steve be quiet and pass the wine."

That night the couple walked down Duval St. and hit all 
the spots. Cris was wearing a crème colored silk blouse 
and matching slacks, that clung to her body. After much 
coaxing and more wine Steve had gotten Cris to leave 
her bra and panties at the hotel. The net result was 
that Cris' nipples were clearly out lined against the 
thin material of her blouse. 

In every bar they stopped for drinks, Cris seemed to 
get more than her shares of looks. Some men were 
cautious in their approach with Cris waiting for Steve 
to get up to use the restroom or buy drinks. Others 
were bold, walking right up and asking Cris if she 
would like to dance. In one case Steve was returning 
from the men's room at Captain Tony's when he saw a 
tall black man talking to Cris. The man was clearly 
hitting on Cris and she seemed to enjoy it.

Steve waited to see what developed, not exactly sure 
what he wanted to see. Steve saw Cris nod no and the 
man left shortly there after. Steve was almost 
disappointed, but wasn't sure why. The same scenario 
was repeated several times on the trip, always with the 
same result. Cris always turned the advances away. 
Steve even encouraged Cris to dance with strangers on 
several occasions. When Cris would agree to a dance 
with a stranger it was usually a fast number and 
usually limited to one dance.

Those evenings in the Key's were really the start for 
Steve's fantasy life. Returning to the room he found 
himself incredibly excited. Inevitably he would have 
sex with Cris, imagining all the while that it was some 
stranger seducing his wife.

For Cris the Key's were a new experience. Fairly 
conservative, Cris found the Key's strangely 
intoxicating. There was an air of unrestrained 
naturalness. With the passing of the first days Cris 
felt less inhibited, spontaneous. When Steve wanted her 
to dress more provocatively or to dance with strangers 
she assumed it was the Key's performing their magic on 
Steve. Frankly, she liked the way Steve emboldened her 
to try new things.  

Cris also liked the attention she received while on the 
trip. On several occasions she thought that Steve 
actually liked it when men hit on her. The idea though, 
that her husband harbored a fantasy were he would like 
to see her make love to a stranger, never entered her 
mind.


Chapter 3 


During a break Steve walked over to the weight area to 
look in on Cris. Lamar was spotting Cris while she 
worked the bench press. Cris was lying down on the 
bench and Lamar was standing over her as she performed 
reps. Lamar was giving Steve's wife a good look at his 
hardware. Steve felt a familiar stirring in his shorts, 
when he was interrupted by his friend Tom.

"Steve you ready to start another game."

"Yeah," Steve said.

"Who's the guy with Cris?"

"Lamar, I recently met him. Works at the company. Seems 
like a nice guy."

"I don't know about that, but he sure looks interested 
in Cris."

"Man, Tommy your imaging things."

"Steve come on, your wife is gorgeous man. Any red 
blooded man would like a little time in the sack with 
her."

"You included."

"Steve we're friends, but you can bet your ass if we 
weren't, well."

"Good I'll pass that on to Cris."

"You dick, always kidding. Okay just remember I warned 
you."

"Cris finished her work out before Steve and beat him 
home. Cris was just getting out of the shower when 
Steve got home. "How was your workout babe?"

"Great."

"What did you think of Lamar?"

"He's very nice; god is that guy in shape."

"Yeah I noticed too and those shorts." Bating Cris, 
Steve went on. "Is he hung or what."

Cris was drying herself off and Steve was sitting there 
amazed at how beautiful she looked. Steve felt his dick 
getting hard.

"Boy your not kidding, at first I thought he stuffed 
his shorts with something."

"What do you mean at first, how did you know he 
didn't."

"Cause later I could tell." Cris rapped the towel 
around herself and walked toward Steve with a little 
smile on her face. "Steve your not jealous are you?"

"No I'm not jealous, but don't change the subject. How 
did you know he wasn't stuffing his shorts? Did you cop 
a feel or something?"

"Right I felt him up while he was doing squats." Cris 
was almost through drying off and was rapping the towel 
around herself.

"I didn't know you had a thing for black guys."

"I don't and you know that you jerk, but if I was going 
to date a black man Lamar would be a good starting 
point."

"Really."

"Well he seems very nice and is very intelligent."

"So it wasn't his good looks and great body that you 
find attractive."

With the most devilish of grin's Cris walked toward 
Steve. "I wouldn't say that. Lamar is easy on the eyes, 
but you don't have to worry Mr. cause I only love you."

Steve's mind started thinking about Lamar's black 
hand's touching Cris' tits and his dick got harder. 
Reaching out Steve pulled Cris to him, at the same time 
removing the towel. Steve's hands quickly worked their 
way between Cris' legs. Cris' slit was still wet from 
the shower and Steve' met little resistance as his 
fingers spread the folds of her cunt lips.

"What's got into you mister?"

Steve already deeply involved in his fantasy, could 
only moan, as he took Cris' nipple in his mouth. In 
Steve's mind it was Lamar sucking on Cris' nipple now. 
Steve could feel his penis getting hard as Cris 
responded to his sucking. Cris' pussy always became 
very wet when he fingered her. Tonight was no 
exception.

"Oh Steve, that feels so good honey, don't stop."

Steve worked two fingers into Cris' tight pussy. God 
she was wet, thought Steve. Steve wanted to ask Cris if 
she was thinking of Lamar's big cock, but couldn't. 
Instead Steve fantasized that Cris was reacting to 
Lamar's fingers.

At that moment Lamar was but a distant memory for Cris, 
as Steve brought her to her first orgasm. Cris though 
conservative was highly excitable. Cuming had never 
been a problem for Cris. Cris loved sex and had lost 
her virginity to her high school sweetheart in her 
junior year. Kids, they were both naive and Cris was 
lucky she didn't get pregnant.

"Steve harder baby, harder." Cris loved it when Cris 
fucked her with his fingers. Truth be known she liked 
it more than when he fucked her with his dick. "Stick 
them in deeper baby, that's right, that's the spot."

Steve felt Cris shudder with her first orgasm and felt 
Cris' pussy gush more lubricant. There wasn't anything 
Steve didn't love about Cris. Cris was Steve's fantasy 
girl. Rolling over on top of Cris he removed his 
fingers and with little effort sank his six inch dick 
to the hilt. Steve's dick already ached with pleasure 
and he rapidly started pumping in and out of Cris. The 
frenzy of his movement elicited groans of pleasure from 
Cris.

"Easy honey, slow down a bit, I want this to last." 
Cris had wanted Steve to bring her off again with his 
fingers, but now she would have to be satisfied with 
Steve's penis. Not a problem if Steve just slowed down.

Cris' sudden urgings distracted Steve from his fantasy, 
then the phone rang, suddenly he felt his dick start to 
go soft. 

"Don't worry about the phone baby, don't stop."

Steve's mind fought to reestablish the fantasy and not 
to worry about his softening dick. Dam it Steve thought 
why did she have to say anything, why did the phone 
ring. Maintaining a hard on was impossible and Steve's 
penis slipped out of Cris' pussy. In frustration Steve 
rolled off of Cris on to his back.

"Steve are you okay honey."

"Sorry I guess I'm a little tired after the game 
tonight."

"Honey Amanda says her husband has been trying a new 
pill. She says he's like an 18 year old again."

"Cris I just got through telling you, I'm just tired, 
good night."

Cris didn't respond. Tonight wasn't the first time 
Steve had been unable to perform. This had been the 
first time she had brought it up and now she wished she 
hadn't. Steve was clearly very sensitive about the 
issue. Steve had also changed in the last few years how 
he made love. Recently Steve had become strangely quiet 
when ever they made love. To Cris Steve seemed distant 
as if he were thinking of something else.

Amanda was Cris' only real girl friend and like Cris 
very conservative. They had discussed Steve's situation 
and Amanda had suggested telling Steve about Viagra or 
an alternative. that idea hadn't worked. Amanda had 
also suggested that Steve was fantasying, but about 
what neither woman had a clue. Cris made up her mind 
she would ask Steve if he was fantasying and about 
what, just not now.

Steve was frustrated; this was the third straight time 
this had happened. The first time, he blamed the dog 
for a barking fit which distracted him. At the time it 
was no big deal. The second time, Steve blamed it on to 
much drink. Now this, instead of pleasure, Steve was 
beginning to associate sex with deep anxiety.


Chapter 4


Lamar had spent most of the night researching Steve's 
e-mail and internet history. Lamar had checked things 
as innocuous as the books and music the couple had 
ordered. Evidently Cris had her own e-mail account and 
Lamar found the address in Steve's contacts list.

Steve's internet history revealed a broad range of 
interests. Sports, news, and trade information made up 
the bulk of his queries. More interesting was one site 
Steve went to every morning and several he visited in 
the last couple of weeks.

Steve's internet history indicated he arrived early to 
work every day. Steve would light up his computer then 
click to an erotic story site. The site contained 
stories about men who liked to watch their wives 
fucking other men. Lamar had never entertained a 
fantasy like that and thought Steve's interest bizarre. 
In fact Lamar wasn't sure Steve's interest was of any 
significance at all, except that if Steve wanted his 
wife fucked by another man, Lamar was his guy.

The second area dealt with impotence. Steve had been 
researching things like causes and treatments. To Lamar 
this was gold. Lamar felt he had his opening, now all 
that was left was to exploit it. After the workout 
session with Cris, Lamar was completely taken with her. 
Cris was exquisite. Lamar wanted Cris and he would have 
her, no matter what the cost.

Lamar knew he was different at an early age. School 
came easy to Lamar. The truth be known Lamar found 
school boring, though his academic record was 
impeccable. Lamar knew he was different and not just 
because of his intelligence.

One of Lamar's first experiences in middle school was 
in the boys locker room. Lamar had entered the shower 
area when one of the guys yelled out, "look at that 
horse dick." At first Lamar looked around thinking they 
were talking about someone else, but it soon became 
apparent it was Lamar who was causing the fuss. What 
started out as ridicule soon became envy. Lamar's 
uncircumcised cock was 8 inches long, very thick and 
that was when he was flaccid. Excited Lamar's penis 
swelled to an incredible 11 inches of rock hard cock.

When word got out around school that Lamar was shall we 
say gifted, the girls came easily. At first it was just 
the slutty curious girls' there were plenty of those. 
Later as he got older there were other women, nice 
girls, cheerleaders, class officers and all black.

In college Lamar discovered the game. Lamar's roommate 
Gary was dating a beautiful blonde, named Cathy. Cathy 
was a spoiled southern debutant from Atlanta, who just 
happened to be the most beautiful girl in school. Gary 
and Cathy were high school sweet hearts and engaged. 
Lamar found Cathy extremely attractive, but it seemed 
like every time the three of them got together Cathy 
ignored him.

One night after a party Lamar brought home a black 
soccer player by the name of Tanya. Neither Lamar or 
Tanya were aware that Cathy had snuck into the room to 
surprise Gary. Tanya had been after Lamar ever since 
her teammate Nora had reported back what a great lover 
Lamar was.

In the room Lamar wasted little time with conversation. 
Lamar pulled his t-shirt off and Tanya followed suit. 
The two lovers were nude in moments. Turning on the 
lamp by his bed Lamar caught a glimpse of movement from 
the corner of his eye. Then Lamar noticed the wisp of 
blonde hair lying on the pillow and leading under the 
covers. Lamar was about to say something when Tanya 
grabbed his cock.

"Oh my what have we here? The girls weren't lying, 
that's just got to be the biggest cock I've ever seen. 
Ly on your back sugar so I can suck this beautiful 
monster."

Lamar was suddenly excited by the prospect that Cathy 
would be present while Tanya sucked him off. Lamar 
decide then, that by the time he was through with 
Tanya, Cathy would want some of his cock too. Lamar 
turned over on his back and kicked off the sheets.

Tanya wasted little time going down on Lamar. Tanya 
cupped his large balls with one hand and stroked 
Lamar's cock with the other as slurping sounds came 
from her cock filled mouth. In the low light he glanced 
over at Gary's bed and saw a small slit in the covers. 
Lamar felt his cock harden, Cathy was watching.

Taking a breath, Tanya stopped long enough to comment 
to Lamar. "Baby I can't hardly wait to feel this cock 
in me." 

"Don't wait then girl, get up here on top." Lamar then 
positioned himself below Tanya so that he would provide 
Cathy the best view of the action.

Tanya straddled Lamar's hips with her knee's and with a 
free hand guided the large cock head into her wet slit. 
Tanya was thin but very athletic from years of playing 
soccer. Tanya's tits were A cup with dark black 
nipples. Already Tanya's body had a thin sheen of 
perspiration as she tried to work the massive cock into 
her cunt.

"Touch yourself baby I want to see you play with that 
pussy." Tanya did as she was told although Lamar's 
comments were made more for Cathy's benefit. Lamar 
couldn't be sure, but now Cathy was watching more 
openly. Glancing over Lamar's eyes met Cathy's.

"Play with your cunt; I want you good and hot."

Tanya not realizing what was going on responded with 
the best orgasm she ever had. "Oh sugar I am hot, I'm 
hotter than I've ever been and I'm cumming now. God 
that so fucking good Lamar, oh baby just keep fucking 
me." Tanya came repeatedly, becoming more vocal with 
each orgasm.

"Quite baby, your going to wake the dorm." Lamar looked 
over at Cathy. Cathy was now openly looking at the two 
lovers and Lamar couldn't be sure, but thought that 
Cathy had her hand between her legs.

"Oh Lamar I can't help it what you do to me, oh you are 
so sweet baby, cum in me baby, cum please."

Lamar could hold back no longer as his cock exploded in 
Tanya's hot pussy. The mixture of Lamar's cum and 
Tanya's pussy filled the room with a sweet musk. Jet 
after jet of Lamar's sperm filled Tanya's cunt to 
capacity. Soon cum dripped out of her slit. Tanya 
completely exhausted collapsed on top of Lamar.

"That was great baby, but I think you better get 
dressed my roommate can be home any minute."

"No, please sugar let me spend the night. I don't care 
if he comes home; I want some more of what you got down 
there." Tanya reached down and caressed Lamar's semi 
hard cock.

"No girl, time to go." Tanya barely had time to put her 
cloths on as Lamar rushed her out of the room. Closing 
the door behind him Lamar walked over to Gary's bed. 
Lifting the covers Lamar slid into the bed next to 
Cathy.

"Lamar what are you doing, this is crazy, Gary might 
come in any minute."

"Gary is spending the night with Carl, see I told him I 
was bringing Tanya home. so don't worry he won't be 
coming home. Lamar let his leg slid between Cathy's as 
he turned to get closer. Cathy, but for panties was 
nude. Facing her, Lamar let his hand drift up the side 
of her waist to voluptuous breasts.

"Lamar I really need to get going we can't do this."

Lamar's hand cupped her soft tit and with his thumb and 
index finger he rolled her nipple until she whimpered.

"Why didn't you say something when I was making love to 
Tanya? I saw you watching Cathy and I know you want 
me."

"Lamar please," Cathy managed as Lamar smothered her 
mouth with his. Cathy's tongue responded immediately. 
Cathy was Lamar's first white girl. Lamar was Cathy's 
first black. Cathy reached down and grasped Lamar's 
cock, which was ridged once again. With in moments 
Lamar removed Cathy's panties and was buried to the 
hilt in the hot coed.

"Lamar that feels so good, oh Lamar no one can find out 
about this. Gary would die and so would my parents."

"No one is going to find out girl now tell me, does it 
feel good?" Lamar was fucking her in the missionary 
position. Arm's locked out; he looked down on Cathy's 
alabaster skin. Cathy's pink areola's were large and 
her small nipples pert with excitement. Lamar noted 
that Cathy was looking down between her legs at Lamar's 
cock pumping in and out of her. Lamar too found the 
contrast of their union exciting.

Cathy had been making love to Gary since their senior 
year in high school. That night Cathy experienced her 
first orgasm. Cathy bucked like a bitch in heat as 
Lamar drove his cock deep into her pussy. Only when 
Cathy felt Lamar's cock swell and his tempo increase 
did she warn him to pull put.

"Lamar don't cum in me, Gary always pulls out, just 
pull out."

Lamar was to far gone for that. With a powerful thrust 
Lamar pressed his cock head against Cathy's widening 
cervix. Lamar's entire body contracted with the most 
powerful orgasm of his life. The knowledge that Cathy 
belonged to a white man and was now his was the most 
exciting thing he had ever experienced. The fact that 
she might become pregnant with his child only 
heightened the experience.

Cathy made a feeble attempt at pushing Lamar off, but 
soon gave up as the contractions of Lamar's cock and 
his pulsing cum brought her to another orgasm. Primal 
instinct took over Cathy's body and she dug her well 
manicured fingers into Lamar's ass forcing him to 
thrust even deeper into her womb. Over and over again 
Lamar pushed his cock deep into Cathy's pussy. Lamar's 
powerful thrusts coincided with each pulse of his 
potent seed, neither realizing impregnation was 
inevitable.

***

Over the next few weeks Lamar fell in love with Cathy 
and she with him. The two college kids spent every 
minute they could together. They even talked about 
marriage and starting a family. Lamar and Cathy even 
planned on telling Gary who was completely unaware the 
two were seeing one another.

Unfortunately when Cathy missed her period she confided 
her dilemma with the wrong friend. Cathy's friend told 
Gary, who in turn told Cathy's parents. Cathy's 
parents, by force picked her up from school the very 
next day. Lamar not knowing what happened went to 
Cathy's apartment were he was surprise by Gary and two 
friends. The beating was severe, and Lamar spent 
several days in bed recuperating. 

Lamar tried to contact Cathy after the beating, but 
never heard from her again. Bitter, Lamar promised 
himself never to fall for a woman again and to cause as 
many others, preferably white couples, the same pain he 
had experienced. This would become Lamar's game.  


Chapter 5


The next morning Lamar arrived at the office early. 
Turned on his computer, then through the network, 
checked to see if Steve was at work. Sure enough Steve 
had beat Lamar to work by minutes and was already on 
his computer. Lamar through the network was able to see 
the very screen that Steve was looking at. Steve had 
started off with the local paper's sports section.

Next Steve read some financials, then true to form he 
went to his story site. Lamar had visited the site the 
previous evening, there he noted that the stories were 
categorized. Lamar was amazed by the number of 
different categories. Steve seemed to focus on stories 
involving the wife's infidelity. Lamar then did some 
independent searches and found a lot of other sites 
with erotic stories. One such site contained 
interracial slut wife stories. Lamar waited a few 
minutes then launched his plan.

Steve was sipping his coffee and reading his morning 
story. Steve's dick was hard, the woman in the story 
had just been seduced by her husbands boss. Steve's 
right hand was rubbing his penis through his pants. 
Steve was close to coming, when his computer alerted 
him that he had mail. Dam he thought, minimizing his 
screen he opened his mail. reading it, Steve realized 
it was junk. Closing the window he reopened the story.

Steve immediately realized the page had changed. "What 
the fuck?" Steve said to himself. Steve was about to 
close the window when the story line caught his eye. 
The title of the story was; The Casting Couch. A brief 
reading revealed the story was about a young wife who 
is seduced by a black actor.

Steve began reading the story. In the story an 
ambitious would be actress is cleverly seduced by a 
handsome well endowed black man. Steve read the entire 
story, his penis aching for release. Closing the 
window, Steve went to the men's room were he relieved 
himself. Returning to his office Steve read part II.

Later that morning, Lamar grinned to himself when he 
looked in on Steve's computer. The guy was on part III 
now and evidently thoroughly engrossed in the story. 
Lamar waited awhile and walked over to Steve's office. 
Steve's door was closed, so Lamar knocked lightly on 
the door and entered quickly.

"Hi Steve hate to bother you, but Cris wanted me to 
give her a call with the times for the Tybo class. Can 
you give me her phone number?" Lamar found Steve's 
attempt to close the window humorous. I'm the one that 
turned you on to the story stupid, why hide it, but you 
wouldn't know would you, thought Lamar.

Steve tried to compose himself. "Hi Lamar, yeah Cris' 
number at work is 977-9990, her cell is 428-6767."

"Got a pencil so I can write that down. By the way you 
work out Monday, Wednesday and Friday. My classes are 
Tuesday's Thursday's and Saturdays mornings, Is that 
bad for you. Lamar noted Steve was still nervous about 
being discovered.

"No, no, not at all. Saturday's I play golf, so I don't 
usually get home till after 1 o'clock."

Good, well then with your permission I'll give your 
wife a call. See you at the gym later."

That was a close call thought Steve. Steve was so 
enthralled by the story he almost hadn't noticed Lamar 
come in. Steve had never really read a story like 
Casting Couch and he found it really excited him. Steve 
went back to the site and finished the third part. 
Steve wondered if all the myths he had heard about 
black men as lovers was true. Steve promised himself he 
would read more tomorrow.

 Steve for the first time tried to get some work done. 
Pausing Steve thought about Lamar, was Lamar anything 
like the black guy in the story. Physically they were 
similar, Lamar was obviously well endowed. However, 
Steve dismissed the idea that Lamar was a cunning 
predator like the guy in the story. 

 Steve felt Lamar would probably make a pass at Cris, 
what man wouldn't, but he would fail. No way Cris would 
be unfaithful. Steve wasn't sure he really wanted that 
anyway, what if she liked Lamar, fell in love with him. 
Steve reminded himself it was just fantasy. Reading the 
stories on the internet and fantasying with Cris was 
enough and would do.


Chapter 6


"Cris this is Lamar, how you doing."

"Fine, how did you get my number."

"Steve, I tried to give him the Tybo information, but 
he insisted I call you. Is this a bad time?"

"No I was just stepping out for some lunch."

"I can call you back Cris."

"No that's okay, my girl friend Amanda and I are going 
for sushi."

"Cris you like sushi, that's my favorite, were do you 
go?"

"Actually it's a little place called Mobishi, really is 
good."

"Oh that place is close, I've been wondering about it. 
Why don't you let me buy you and your friend lunch. 
Maybe I can sign her up for the class, if you don't 
mind."

"No that's fine, in fact I just got through telling 
Amanda about your class. Can you meet us in 15 
minutes?"

"I'll see you there Cris."

At lunch Lamar was all business and persuaded Amanda to 
try the class for free. Lamar found Amanda attractive, 
5'4", blonde with blue eye's and a trim figure. 
Normally Lamar would have been all over her, but he had 
his sights set on Cris. Lamar finished his lunch 
quickly and excused himself due to an appointment. On 
his way out he noticed Amanda checking him out. Lamar 
had seen the look before. Amanda was curious like so 
many white women he met. Perhaps he could use that to 
advantage. Lamar decided to call an old friend.

"Amanda I think your gong to like this class. Lamar is 
in super shape and knows his stuff."

"Super shape huh?"

"Amanda wait till you see him in workout cloths, what a 
body. He's big down there too."

"And how would you know that Cris."

"Cause I worked out with him last night and he had on 
these tights. God is he big."

"Be careful Cris."

"Why?"

"Because Cris I believe you have an admirer."

"Amanda don't be silly."

"No really girlfriend, the way that guy looked at you. 
He has the hots for you."

"Really you think so?"

"I don't know it's just there's something dangerous 
about him. I can't put my finger on it, but I 
definitely think he's interested. Do you like him 
Cris?"

"He's cute and all, but please Amanda, I'm married."

"Famous last words."


Chapter 7


Cris went to the class wondering if Amanda was right 
about Lamar. Was he really attracted to her, and more 
important why did she like that idea. Other men had 
made passes at Cris, there was nothing new in that. The 
only thing different was Lamar was black. Cris had 
never fantasized about black men, so why did she find 
herself thinking about Lamar. 

Other than the comments Lamar had made at their initial 
meeting, there hadn't been an overt suggestion of his 
attraction to her. Yet Amanda said Lamar was interested 
in her. Entering the gym Cris felt like a school girl 
who recently found out someone liked her. Cris was 
excited for no other apparent reason than the fact 
someone was showing an interest.

During the class though Cris' excitement was replaced 
by another feeling she couldn't put her finger on. All 
during the class Debbie the trainer used every 
opportunity to flirt with Lamar. Cris found herself 
irritated with Debbie's constant babbling. 

Lamar had brought a friend of his to the class called 
Rodney. Black like Lamar it seemed every time they took 
a break Rodney was talking to Amanda. Rodney appeared 
to be Lamar's age, 30 or so and like Lamar very fit. 
Cris noted that Amanda seemed to enjoy the attention. 

The workout was hard and only Cris was able to keep up 
with Lamar. After the class was over, Cris was going to 
go up to Lamar and thank him for a great work out. 
Unfortunately Debbie immediately cornered Lamar, so 
Cris decided to see if she could catch up with Amanda, 
who had left earlier. 

"Cris, do you want to meet me there or should we drive 
together." That was Lamar and it caught Cris off guard.

Cris turned to see Lamar approaching her with Debbie in 
tow.

"I was just telling Debbie that we already had plans to 
get some food after class."

The way Lamar rolled his eye's left little doubt Lamar 
was pleading for rescue from Debbie. Playing along Cris 
said, "What ever you want to do."

"Great I have the black Porsche parked out front wait 
for me there, I'll be right along."

Cris waited a few minutes by the gleaming sports car. 
Not bad she thought, single guy, it figures.

"Cris your a life saver, Debbie is nice and all but not 
my type. So were do you want to go eat?"

"Lamar I really should be getting home."

"Cris I'm not taking no for an answer. Now call Steve 
and tell him we're going for a quick bite, I'm sure he 
won't mind."

"I really tired Lamar you killed us."

Lamar flipped open his phone and speed dialed Cris' 
home phone. "Hold on Cris let me make this call." 

Cris really wasn't all that tired, she just felt 
uncomfortable going someplace with someone other than 
her husband.

"Steve, this is Lamar. I'm here at the gym were your 
wife just saved me from that man eater Debbie. Would 
you mind if I took your wife out for a quick bite. I 
promise to have her home by midnight. Okay, great, now 
tell Cris." Lamar handed the phone to Cris, who was 
totally surprised by the call."

"Steve?"

"Yeah babe, go ahead and have fun, I'm surfing on the 
net any way."

"You sure you don't mind."

"No I insist, I'll talk to you later, now go." Steve 
hung up abruptly and Cris handed the phone back to 
Lamar.

"Alright it's your idea, so were are you taking me Mr. 
Dubois."

"I know just the place Mrs. Harris, jump in."

The restaurant was Italian, Cris' favorite. Small and 
casual, with great atmosphere, the meal was perfect. 
Over the course of the evening the couple spoke about 
everything from art work to music. To Cris it seemed 
that Lamar's interest paralleled her own, the same 
books, sports, even dancing. Time flew as she spoke 
with Lamar and before Cris knew it the restaurant was 
closing.

"God it's 11 o'clock Lamar I really need to get going."

"You're right, sorry it's just your so easy to talk to. 
I really enjoyed tonight. Steve is a very lucky man. 
Would you mind if we stopped by Rodney's on the way to 
the gym I need to pick up his application."

"That's fine, but I really can't stay long."

"Oh, you won't have to get out of the car," said Lamar. 
Not for what I have in mine, thought Lamar.

Pulling up to Rodney's house Lamar left the motor 
running and walked up to the front door. At first Cris 
wasn't paying attention, then she noticed the white 
Mercedes parked in the drive way, Amanda's Mercedes. 
Glancing over at Lamar she saw him standing by the 
front door. Then after a few moments Lamar turned away 
from the door with a smile on his face. Shaking his 
head as he approached the car, Cris lowered her window.

"Is everything all right."

"For Rodney it is." Lamar climbed into the Porsche.

"What do you mean Lamar?"

"Rodney appears to be entertaining if you know what I 
mean. Based on the sounds coming from inside, I thought 
it best to wait till later to get the application."

Cris didn't mention that the white car belonged to 
Amanda. In fact Cris was speechless. Amanda her best 
friend was inside having sex with a man she just met, 
she just didn't know what to say.

Pulling out Lamar decided to push the situation. Lamar 
knew Rodney was successful in taking Amanda home. After 
all Rodney had called him during dinner per plan.

"Cris isn't that your friend's car, Amanda."

"Yes."

"That's what I thought, is she married?"

"Yes."

"Interesting, do you know if Rodney is her first black 
lover?"

"I don't know," Cris answered, stunned with the recent 
turn of events.

"Please don't think I'm egotistical, but I knew Amanda 
was interested in black men the first time I met her. 
As a black man it's a thing you learn about white 
women." Lamar gave Cris a penetrating gaze as if to 
say, your interested too."

Cris was tempted to ask if she fell in that category, 
but at the last minute thought better of it. "I don't 
believe that for a second Lamar. How in the world can 
you say that."

"Look I'm sorry, I told you what I felt when I met 
Amanda. I told you what I heard at Rodney's door. At 
least with Amanda I was right. Will you give me that."

Cris didn't answer. Lamar had a slight smile on his 
face, and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction 
of an affirmation.

Pulling up to Cris' car, Lamar said, "Cris one more 
thing, and please don't take offense."

"What is it Lamar?" 

"I really had a nice time this evening, I hope we can 
talk again."

Again Cris didn't know what to say. Cris reached for 
the door handle when Lamar tapped her shoulder. Turning 
towards Lamar Cris was totally surprised when Lamar 
kissed her. Lamar had taken her face gently in his hand 
and gave her a slow, soft kiss.

"Good night Cris."

Speechless Lamar looked into her eye's and kissed her 
again. This time his tongue gently entered her mouth. 
Cris felt her tongue intertwine with Lamar's. Breaking 
the kiss quickly Cris tried to gain her composure.

"Lamar I can't, don't ever do that again." Cris quickly 
got out of the car and almost ran to hers. Cris was 
trembling all over, making it difficult to place the 
key in the ignition. Never in all of her years of 
marriage had anything like that happened. Starting the 
car, Cris drove away without looking back at Lamar. 
Halfway home Cris realized her panties were soaked with 
excitement.

Things were working perfectly for Lamar. the fact that 
Rodney had seduced Amanda was a stroke of luck. No 
doubt, Amanda would be singing the praises of 
interracial sex loud and clear tomorrow. While Lamar 
didn't know Amanda's husband, if he was anything like 
Steve Harris he would be unable to compete with Rodney.

Watching Cris drive off, Lamar reached down and grabbed 
his cock. Stiff with excitement, Lamar savored the 
moment. Yes he thought the chase was everything. Cris 
Harris was a fine trophy, one he would relish taking.


Chapter 8


Steve had visited several sites on the internet waiting 
up for Cris. Now that Lamar had come into the picture, 
Steve became fascinated with interracial sites that 
featured pictures and movies. Steve found that for a 
small fee he had unlimited access to all kinds of 
material. Perhaps what surprised Steve the most was the 
prolific amount of material dealing with white married 
women having sex with black men. Steve jerked off twice 
waiting for Cris. On both occasions he fantasized it 
was Cris who was getting fucked by the well hung Black 
guy. Hearing the garage door, Steve quickly shut down 
the computer.

Cris walked into the bathroom and quickly started 
undressing. The door was partially open and Steve 
watched his wife undress. 

"What no hello."

"I'm sorry I just want to get out of these gym cloths 
and shower."

Cris' dark nipples were thick and always at attention. 
Even though Steve had jerked off twice earlier, he felt 
his dick hardening.

"So did Lamar flirt with you?"

There was a long silence as Cris seemed to ignore the 
question, while turning on the shower. "No, why do you 
say that?" Cris knew she had nothing to hide, knew she 
should tell Steve what happened, but for what ever 
reason kept the kiss to herself.

"Lamar has quite the reputation at the office as a 
ladies man." Steve didn't know if Lamar had a 
reputation or not. Wanting to stir things up he lied.

"Really." Cris said, entering the shower. Cris wanted 
Steve to stop asking questions. Hoping the shower would 
silence him, Cris relaxed under the hot water.

Steve walked into the bathroom and decided to stir 
things up further. "Yeah all the girls at the office 
are after him. After seeing him at the gym it's 
understandable."

Cris was soaping her slit. The moisture between her 
legs was real, she thought, as her finger slipped 
inside her pussy. God just one kiss and he had gotten 
her so wet. Cris heard only part of what Steve was 
saying.

"What did you say, Steve."

Poking his head into the shower, he caught Cris with 
her hand between her legs.

"Need some help honey?"

"No, what were you saying." Cris tried to act as if she 
was just soaping herself.

"I saw Lamar at the gym, You wouldn't believe how big 
that guy is." Steve lied again, he never saw Lamar 
nude, but wanted to see Cris' reaction.

"I don't know if all black guys are that big but Lamar 
lives up to the myth. He's huge."

Cris couldn't believe the conversation she was having 
with her husband. Here she was feeling guilty about 
what had happened earlier with Lamar and now her 
husband was telling her how desirable Lamar was.

"Steve why are you telling me this." Cris was genuinely 
puzzled by Steve's comments.

"No reason sweetheart just curious to see if he flirted 
with you. You are beautiful after all and any man would 
like a chance with you even a guy like Lamar."

"Thank you honey, but wouldn't you be jealous if Lamar 
flirted with me?"

"No not really, for some reason it excites me to know 
you are desired by other men."

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but no flirting." Cris was 
happy when Steve closed the shower door, ending the 
conversation. Cris hand drifted between her legs again. 
Closing her eye's she tasted Lamar's kiss again.

Steve's dick shrank as he left the bathroom. It was as 
if Cris had dowsed him with cold water, Lamar 
apparently was a dud. Dam Steve thought, surly Lamar 
must of come on to Cris, over dinner. Steve resigned 
himself that in the future, he would have to find a way 
to encourage Lamar without being obvious.

When Cris got into bed Steve was already asleep and 
snoring. Cris laid there for sometime, unable to sleep. 
Cris decided that the best thing for everyone involved 
was for her to avoid Lamar. That met no more Tybo 
classes and for now even the gym. Looking over at Steve 
sleeping Cris knew she was making the right decision. 

Cris was startled from her thoughts by the phone 
ringing.

"Hi Cris this is Jeff, sorry to bother you but I was 
getting worried about Amanda. Do you know were she's 
at."

"Jeff I just left her at the restaurant, she should be 
getting home soon."

"It's just that she didn't answer her cell, okay, I'll 
try again thanks."

Cris got up quietly and dialed Amanda's cell. Several 
rings later Amanda answered. "Amanda, Jeff just called 
I told him I left you at the restaurant. You better get 
home girl."

"Thanks Cris I owe you one, wait till I tell you what 
happened."

"Amanda I have a pretty good idea, now get home."


Chapter 9


The next day at work Lamar decided to test the water 
with Steve. Lamar wanted to know what Cris had said to 
Steve. Lamar lit his computer and networked into 
Steve's. Amazing, Lamar thought, how can the guy get 
anything done, Steve was on another interracial site. 
Lamar closed the window and walked over to Steve's 
office.

Entering Steve's office quietly he caught Steve looking 
at some interracial picks.

'Hi Steve, I see you got a thing for interracial 
picks."

Steve turned three different shades of red, as he 
quickly closed the window.

"Hi Lamar I didn't hear you come in."

"You know Steve you could get in some serious trouble 
if management found out about your surfing."

"Oh I was just playing around."

"Hey you don't have to worry about me Steve. by the way 
have you ever tried the Literotica site. they have some 
great stories." Lamar knew that Steve had been visiting 
the site.

"No is it good?"

"Very good they have all kinds of stories, interracial 
and slut wife stories. I of course like the interracial 
stories the most. I have this thing for white women, if 
you know what I mean. How about you, what are your 
favorites?"

"I don't know, I'll have to read some and see." Steve 
was becoming exceedingly uncomfortable with the 
conversation.

Lamar sensed Steve's discomfort, and quickly moved to 
allay his feelings. "Steve I have to tell you, you are 
one lucky man. That wife of yours is a beautiful woman. 
I'll tell you if it was anyone else's wife I would have 
been all over her. Any chance you two swing like in the 
stories?"

"No."

"Wow man sorry, I didn't mean to make you up tight. I 
didn't realize you were so sensitive on the issue, it's 
just the stories and all I thought you were hip." Lamar 
plead his innocence with all his skill and it worked.

"No Lamar I'm not angry man, it's just I never had this 
conversation with anyone before. Besides Cris would 
never go for something like that."

"Oh I see, the wife is the conservative one. Without 
prying Steve, is she hot in bed, I mean sometimes the 
pretty one's are cold." Lamar had gained Steve's 
confidence and now intended to exploit it. 

"No that's not the problem."

"What then?"

"Well you know things just get boring if you know what 
I mean."

"Oh, I got you now, well maybe you should try to spice 
things up, change things."

"Lamar, your single, it's easier said then done."

"Well why not try some of the things those guy's do in 
the stories."

"No way Cris would go for any of those idea's."

Sensing he would get no further with Steve, Lamar 
decided to withdraw. "Yeah, well I got to get back to 
work, I'll see you later."

After Lamar left Steve decided to check the Literotica 
site. Lamar wasn't a bad guy at all, Steve thought, as 
he clicked around the site. Steve quickly settled into 
the loving wives stories. 

Lamar smiled, boy that didn't take long as he checked 
Steve's computer. This game was rapidly becoming great 
fun.

Earlier, Cris woke that morning as Steve was leaving to 
the office. Cris grabbed a cup of coffee, before taking 
her shower. Turning on the hot water, the phone rang, 
it was Amanda.

"Hello Cris is Steve home?"

"No , left for work."

"Cris how did you know?"

"Duh, Amanda your car was in parked in his driveway and 
Lamar could hear you all the way outside."

"I'm surprised the whole neighborhood didn't hear me. 
My god what that man did to me. Cris everything they 
say about black men at least were Rodney is concerned 
is true. Oh, and don't believe that old stories about 
size doesn't matter. Believe me size does matter."

"Amanda I don't believe you, your married. How the heck 
did you end up at his place."

"Cris it happened so fast. During the class we spoke, 
Rodney is very nice and handsome, well you saw him. 
Anyway after class he invited me to join him with a 
couple of other people for a drink. Jeff had to work 
late so I figured why not. One drink led to another, 
then he invited me over to his house. I said yes, I 
don't know what came over me."

"So you went to his house just like that?"

"Sort of, once we got to his place we didn't make it to 
the bedroom. He kissed me and the next thing I knew we 
were naked. Cris he's twice as big as Jeff and talk 
about hard. I came so many times I lost count."

"Your not going to see him again are you?"

"This afternoon."

"You're kidding right."

"Cris are you not listening, this was the best sexual 
experience of my life. I'm not satisfied with just 
once, besides what were you doing with Lamar?"

"Nothing we just got something to eat and we were on 
our way home, when he stopped by Rodney's."

"I told you he was interested and nothing happened 
right?"

"No not really."

"Cris your not giving me the whole story, this is your 
friend , now come clean girl friend."

"Amanda if you say anything I'll kill you."

"My lips are sealed."

"We kissed."

"And."

"And, nothing. We kissed is all."

"Is he a good kisser?"

"Yes."

"Does he have a big cock."

"Amanda I just got through telling you we just kissed. 
I didn't feel him up. From what I've seen in the gym 
though he is pretty big." Cris didn't mention her 
conversation with her husband regarding Lamar's huge 
cock.

"Well if it's anything like Rodney's your in for a big 
treat."

"Amanda no way, I'm married and plan to stay married."

"Okay but you don't know what your missing. I've got to 
run, by the way in case Jeff ever asks we had lunch 
right."

"Yes, I really don't believe you. What happened to Mrs. 
Righteous?"

"She's found a new toy is all, bye."

Cris was about to get in the shower when the phone rang 
again.

"Amanda what now."

"Cris it's Lamar."

Caught completely off guard all Cris could manage was a 
hi.

"Look about last night, I want to apologize I shouldn't 
have kissed you. My behavior was out of line, I don't 
know what came over me, I mean I do know, but promise 
never to do it again."

Cris was surprised by Lamar's apology and felt that 
perhaps she had led him on. "Lamar it wasn't all your 
fault, I'm as much to blame as you, but it can never 
happen again."

"It's just, one minute I'm looking into your eye's and 
the next thing I knew I had to kiss you."

There was complete silence as Cris tried to figure out 
what to say. Cris wanted to say that that's exactly 
what happened to her. At the same time Cris didn't want 
to provoke Lamar. Before she could answer though Lamar 
added.

"You going to the gym tonight?"

Relieved she didn't have to answer Cris answered, 
"Yes."

"Good then I'll see you tonight."

After Lamar hung up Cris felt strange. Cris had tried 
to put an end to the flirtation and Lamar seemed 
sincere, yet in her heart she knew it wasn't. Getting 
into the shower she started thinking about what Amanda 
had said. Closing her eye's she imagined what it would 
be like to have sex with a really big cock. A black 
cock. Cris felt her pussy moisten as she brought 
herself off.

Later that afternoon Lamar walked into Steve's office. 
Steve was sitting at his desk when Lamar placed a DVD 
on his desk. "Steve I just burned this over lunch. 
Enjoy, but please don't tell Cris were you got it. I 
would be embarrassed. Tell Cris you burned it okay."

"Lamar what is it?"

"You wanted a little spice in your sex life this will 
do it. X rated clip of some hot sex scenes, the blond 
actress is incredible."

"Really. Cris and I have never seen one of these. I 
guess I never had the courage to go into an adult video 
store and rent one. Cris might not go for it."

"Steve it's easy. Tonight after gym open a bottle of 
wine, lights low. romantic, then tell her you have a 
surprise. I guarantee a good result." 

"Thanks Lamar, I believe I'll give it a try."

Good Lamar thought and your wife will get a good look 
at some large black cock. Lamar didn't bother to tell 
Steve it was an interracial DVD. "Got to run see you at 
the gym."


Chapter 10


Cris showed up at the gym just as Steve got there. 

"Hi babe, I have a surprise for us tonight."

"What is it Steve?"

"You'll have to wait and see, got to change see you 
later." Steve had the DVD in his bag, but hadn't 
previewed it yet. Steve was excited at the prospect of 
showing the X-rated movie to his wife and could hardly 
wait. On the way home from the gym he promised himself 
he would stop and buy some wine.

Lamar was already in the weight room when Cris entered. 
Cris spotted him right away. Lamar was dressed in a 
muscle shirt and tights. Lamar was talking to Debbie. 
Debbie was wearing her a halter top which showed a lot 
of cleavage. Debbie's tights were short and accented 
her well sculptured thighs. Lamar and Debbie were 
engrossed in conversation and hadn't noticed Cris much 
to her chagrin.

Lamar had spotted Cris at the door and purposely 
ignored her. Openly flirting with Debbie he wanted to 
make Cris jealous. Debbie looked good tonight and Lamar 
decided he would fuck her tonight. After all Debbie had 
been after him for awhile. While Debbie wasn't really 
his type, she would suit his needs. Lamar waited and 
followed Cris' movements in the mirror.

Cris did one set of bench press and tried to play it 
cool, but when neither Lamar or Debbie noticed her she 
decided to walk over to them. "HI Debbie, Lamar what's 
up."

Debbie gave Cris the can't you see I'm busy butt out 
look before graciously answering. "Oh hi Cris, Lamar 
was showing me some knew exercises. What are you 
doing?" Lamar didn't say anything.

"Same old stuff, how are you Lamar."

"Okay Cris just trying to get a workout in." 

The silence that followed Lamar's comment made Cris 
feel like a third cog and she mumbled something and 
went back to her routine. Cris tried to ignore the 
pair, but found it impossible to do so. Cris again was 
angry with Debbie and now with Lamar. How could he like 
that bimbo Cris thought. Catching herself, Cris had to 
remind herself that she was married. I'm acting like a 
school girl. Lamar and I have talked, it's time to move 
on and forget about him. Cris promised herself she 
would try.

Cris hurried through her work out and met Steve on the 
way out.

"Cris, I'm going to make a quick stop for some wine, 
how about you put something sexy on."

Totally unexpected it was just the thing Cris needed 
for her flagging spirit's. "Really so your feeling a 
little sexy. Something tells me you really don't need 
the wine handsome."

"I have a surprise you, see you at home."

At home Cris showered and put on a silk top and nothing 
else. When Steve got home he brought in the wine and 
the DVD. Then he proceeded to the shower. Upon exiting 
the shower Cris handed him a glass of wine.

"So what on the DVD?"

"You'll see but first a little wine, while I get things 
ready."

"Were did you get it?"

"Internet, now get in bed and relax."

Cris was anxious to see what was on the disc, but Steve 
played it cool. The couple finished one glass of wine, 
before actually starting the movie. Steve hit the 
remote and waited. The opening scene started with the a 
young wife kissing her husband good bye as he left for 
work. Moments later a tall black man knocked on the 
door. A repair man he wasted little time making a move 
on the semi reluctant wife. The blonde appeared half 
the size of the black guy as he took her in her arms 
and kissed her.

Steve looked over at Cris who seemed mesmerized by the 
screen action. Cris was sitting cross legged on the 
bed, her blouse barely covering her slit. Steve's dick 
stiffened as he let his gaze drift down to Cris' tanned 
thighs.

ON screen the black man had lifted the blonde's t-shirt 
and was pawing her tits with large black hands. Cris 
and Steve had seen their share of late night cable 
movies, but this was different. The blonde had dropped 
her hand down to the man's pants and was fumbling with 
his button. Cris shifted her body as her pussy became 
damp.

The couple on screen was into heavy kissing and unlike 
the cable movies genuinely appeared to be getting into 
each other. Steve placed his hand on Cris' firm thigh. 
Steve noted that Cris was so enthralled in the movie 
she didn't notice. The blonde had unfastened the black 
man's pants and he was now down to boxers. The blonde 
had removed her t-shirt and short and was sporting a 
white thong which accented her ass nicely. Steve 
slipped his hand closer to Cris' slit.

Cris was completely engrossed in the movie and was 
finding it difficulty to sit still. The blonde had 
dropped to her knee's before the Black man who was now 
sitting on the couch. Then the blonde began pulling 
down the man's pants. A huge black cock sprung from the 
black man's boxer's as the girl pulled them down. Cris 
couldn't believe her eye's and said as much.

"That's fake right."

"I don't think so Cris, it's big isn't it?"

"God yes."

Steve let his finger trail down the edge of Cris' pussy 
lips. Moisture was already forming there. Cris was 
turned on by the interracial sex scene and this in turn 
excited Steve, who continued to push the issue.

"No wonder they say once a woman goes black she can't 
go back."

Cris didn't answer Steve. The blonde was starting to 
lick the black studs cock and his cock head was wet 
with her saliva. The girl was stroking his cock with 
both hands and continually looked up at the black man 
for approval. 

Steve rubbed his finger across Cris' inflamed clitoris 
causing her to part her legs even further.

"You know I think Lamar is even bigger than that guy, 
can you believe it." Steve didn't know why he blurted 
that out. 

"What."

"I mean I've never seen Lamar excited but believe me 
even soft he's almost as big as that guy."

The blonde had moved up on the couch and was straddling 
the black man's cock. The blonde then took the huge 
cock in her hand and began rubbing the head up and down 
her slit. Little by little she worked the black pole 
into her cunt.

Cris was having a hard time concentrating, Steve's 
fingers were rapidly bringing her to the point of 
orgasm. Further, Steve's last statement hadn't escaped 
Cris. Cris looked on at the screen and wondered what it 
would be like to have a large black cock like Lamar's 
cock buried in her saturated pussy. The blondes 
demeanor changed as the she enveloped the black shaft 
completely with her wet cunt.

"Some one sure like this movie," Steve said as he felt 
Cris tremble with an orgasm. Cris was leaning back 
against the pillows and her knees were up, her legs 
wide apart. Steve parted the dark hair of her trimmed 
bush as he worked his middle finger into her wet slit. 
Cris' eye's were riveted on the on screen action.

The blonde was crying out with pleasure as she began 
humping more furiously. Cris was sure the blonde wasn't 
faking an orgasm as the black man shouted that he too 
was cumming. Quickly the blonde dismounted and took the 
shinny black cock into her mouth. 

Cris was now stroking Steve's dick and as the blonde 
pumped more furiously so did she. The blonde pumped 
hard with both hands, strings of saliva appeared 
between her mouth and the bulbous head each time she 
stroked.

"I believe your hooked on black cock girl," the black 
actor said.

Suddenly Cris felt Steve dick start to spurt. Steve too 
had been watching the action and imagining it was Cris 
with the black man, finding it to difficult to control 
himself, he came.

"Oh Steve, dam, not yet." Cris didn't mean to offend 
Steve, it was just that she wanted so to make love and 
here he was cumming so quickly.

Steve felt like he had been slapped in the face. "I'm 
sorry babe it's just that the movie was so hot. Don't 
worry though it's not over. Just watch the movie and 
I'll be hard in no time."

Cris was still pumping Steve's dick when the black man 
bellowed like a bull.

"I'm going to cum baby, you want me to cum in your 
mouth don't you baby." the blonde in response opened 
her mouth wide as jet after jet of cum irrupted from 
the massive black cock.

Cris diverted her attention from the screen to her 
husbands limp dick. Cris compared the black actors cock 
and was stunned by the differences in size. The blonde 
was drenched in cum. Large gobs of cum dripped off her 
lips and on to her breasts. Looking down at her hand 
she saw the small drops of cum on her hand and her 
husband's spent dick, god what a difference she 
thought.

Steve continued touching Cris and now began kissing her 
sensitive tits. Working his way down between Cris leg's 
Steve continued kissing and licking Cris. Taking her 
cit between his lips he felt Cris shudder with 
pleasure.

The screen changed and now a different black man 
knocked on another door, this time an oriental woman 
answered. Cris' put her hands on the back of Steve's 
head and pulled him even closer. Cris all the while 
continued watching the action on the screen.

The couple wasted little time taking off their cloths. 
Steve's tongue and finger felt good and the combination 
of the movie and Steve brought Cris off again. Steve 
unfortunately didn't become hard again leaving Cris 
unfulfilled. Steve finally gave up trying to get hard 
mumbled something, turned over and went to sleep. Cris 
continued watching the movie. Cris for the first time 
in many years let her hand drift between her legs. 
Masturbating Cris found herself wondering if Lamar was 
as well hung as the actor. Experiencing her best orgasm 
of the night Cris turned off the TV and went to sleep, 
thinking of Lamar.


Chapter 11
 

The next morning Lamar walked into Steve's office. "So 
Steve how did it go, did you enjoy the DVD?"

With a sheepish grin Steve nodded yes.

"Okay and how about Cris did she like it?"

"Yeah."

"Alright so did you guys have sex or what," Lamar said 
trying to sound as white as possible. Lamar knew Steve 
was uncomfortable talking about sex with his wife. For 
Lamar's game to work though he knew he would have to 
gain Steve's confidence so he continued forcing the 
issue.

"Yes we had sex, okay."

"So Cris liked the disk."

"Yes."

"Steve you know I've been thinking about what you said 
the other day about your wife never going for a 
threesome, I think your right."

Loosing up Steve said, "No kidding."

I've also been thinking that if you wanted to see her 
with another guy there is only one way it could ever 
happen. A threesome might not work, but the right guy 
might be able to seduce Cris with your help." Lamar was 
already pretty sure he could seduce Cris, the fun would 
be getting Steve to help. Steve fell for the bait.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well it seems to me there is danger for you in letting 
Cris hook up with a stranger."

"Lamar this conversation is pointless."

"Hear me out Steve. Look it's better if you know the 
guy. First you don't have to worry about the guy 
getting weird with your wife, you know hurting her. 
Then there's disease, and you don't want your wife 
falling for the guy, right."

"Next your going to tell me your the man for the job. 
Your crazier than I thought, you know that." Steve was 
finding the conversation rather amusing now. 

"Laugh if you want, but you just got through telling me 
your wife liked the movie and I do think I could seduce 
her, but you got to help."

"You are so full of shit, Cris and you, no way man, 
even if I went along."

"Steve all you have to do is give me some space. Like 
if I ask her to lunch or the beach or anything, you 
give it the okay."

"Right." Steve was listening now and Lamar continued 
pressing forward.

"Okay forget I brought it up, but if you change your 
mind and want to live out your fantasy, let me know. 
Tonight a couple of my friends are getting together, 
why don't you and Cris meet up with us. Let me dance 
with her and flirt a little, we'll see were it goes. 
You might like it Steve and you will be in control."

Steve was silent for awhile. Steve didn't really know 
what to say. "Were are you guy's going to meet?"

Lamar forced himself not to smile and gave Steve 
directions to the club. Leaving the office Lamar told 
Steve, "oh, why don't you stop off for some wine on the 
way home. Get Cris a little high and get her to wear 
something sexy."


Chapter 12


That afternoon Steve called Cris and told her he wanted 
to get together with Lamar and some of his friends for 
drinks. Cris didn't sound to enthusiastic, but Steve 
prevailed upon her. Cris for her part felt 
uncomfortable with seeing Lamar. The night before 
watching the movie she repeatedly found herself 
thinking about Lamar. Now Steve wanted to go out with 
Lamar.

Steve had a glass of wine waiting for Cris when she got 
home. Cris usually a light drinker was half way through 
her second glass by the time she exited the shower.

That evening even though Steve had insisted she ware 
something sexy, she had decided on a rather 
conservative skirt and matching top. Cris was brushing 
her hair when Steve asked her to change again.

"I thought you were going to wear something hot for me 
babe."

"Steve I feel funny wearing something like that in 
front of your friends besides, I work out with Lamar I 
don't want him getting the wrong idea."

"Jesus, I'm not asking you to go naked, but I do like 
to show you off, it turns me on, you know that."

Steve was talking about the Key's, Cris was sure. Steve 
really liked it when she wore provocative cloths she 
remembered. "I really don't have anything else," Cris 
lied.

"Well then at least ditch the grandma bra and panties."

"Grandma bra, what are you saying."

"Just that you can see the out line of that old fashion 
bra and those big panties. They look old fashion and 
aren't very flattering, that's all."

Looking in the mirror Cris had a hard time disagreeing 
with Steve. Unfortunately she had little else she could 
ware underneath and the shear material of the pale 
cream outfit might be to revealing. "So I take it you 
would prefer I wear nothing at all."

Moving close Steve placed his hands around Cris waist 
and let his hands down to caress her firm ass. "Now 
that's my girl, take them off it will be our little 
secret and when we get home I'll ravage you."

"Your not concerned with what your friends might 
think?"

"I'm sure the club will be dark, besides were all grown 
ups, it's not a big deal. Please for me."

"Your crazy you know that. All right lets see what it 
looks like." Cris pulled the top of and then begin 
unhooking the bra. Letting the c-cup bra fall away, 
Cris revealed her perfectly shaped breasts to her 
husband. Her dark brown nipples at attention as usual.

"God I love those tits."

"Steve."

Slipping the blouse back on Cris looked in the mirror. 
Cris breast's didn't have a hint of sag and her dark 
nipples were clearly visible through the sheer 
material. "No way Steve I can wear this."

"Yes way, you look great honey please , now the 
panties." Steve felt his dick go bone hard. The idea 
that he was getting his wife to dress like this was 
almost as big a turn on as watching Lamar flirt with 
her.

That lost puppy look Steve gave her and the wine broke 
down her last inhibition. "Alright buster you asked for 
it don't complain later."

"Complain no way, your looking at one happy man." Steve 
watched as Cris remove her panties, then slipped on her 
slacks. The dark outline of her one inch patch of 
neatly trimmed hair was clearly visible. Even for Steve 
it was a little much. Cris also noticed and immediately 
started removing her slacks again. Steve figured she 
was going to put her panties back on, when Cris 
disappeared into the bathroom. Cris returned with a 
razor and shaving cream.

"Would you do the honors sir?" Cris sat down on the 
edge of the bed and handed the razor to Steve. Spraying 
some jell foam in her hand, she massaged the foam into 
her small bush. Finishing she leaned back and spread 
her legs.

"So Steve what are you waiting for."

Steve was momentarily memorized. Never during the 
course of his marriage had Cris done anything so 
brazen. Kneeling down before Cris, Steve gently parted 
her legs. The sweet sent of soap and Cris' womanhood 
filled the air. Steve's dick became hard. Gently, Steve 
began shaving off the neatly trimmed bush. Steve gently 
moved Cris' labia from side to side as he trimmed 
around her thick cunt lips. Moisture rapidly collected 
around the opening to Cris' vagina.

A sigh escaped Cris' lips as Steve let his fingers 
brush across her clit. Steve wiped the rest of the foam 
away, all the while massaging Cris' clit. Cris leaned 
forward and placing her hands on the back of Steve's 
head, urging him closer to her pussy.

Steve moved closer noting the gathering moisture on 
Cris' pussy. then he let his tongue flick out so that 
he barely Brushed Cris' clit with it. Cris moaned. With 
both hands Steve parted her cunt lips and let tongued 
her entire slit. Cris began to tremble. Steve continued 
this action and just before she came Steve abruptly 
stopped.

"Steve please, what are you doing, don't stop."

"Sorry babe, but it's late, when we get back I'll 
finish the job."

"Job, I don't care if were late, come back here."

"No, I want you good and hot all night. I'm going to 
tease you all night. Now hurry and get dressed."

Cris reluctantly put on her cloths. Cris had been so 
close to orgasm, she was completely frustrated. On the 
other hand she liked the way Steve was teasing her. For 
what ever reason Steve seemed different and Cris found 
it exciting. Steve for his part was only acting out 
based on some story he had read . In the story the 
husband wanted his wife to have sex with another man, 
so he purposely would bring his wife to the brink of 
orgasm, then leave her unfulfilled. The idea being the 
wife would more easily succumb to temptation. To Steve 
it was an innocent game.


Chapter 13


On the drive over to the club Cris shifted in her seat. 
Although she had tried to remove the wetness between 
her legs, Cris' slit was impossibly wet. The 
combination of wine and Steve's teasing had left Cris 
hot.

Steve too was excited, so far the night had gone 
perfectly. Steve really didn't know what to expect at 
the club, it was as if he was being swept head long 
into his fantasy. The lines were blurred and the three 
glass of wine only made the situation more obscure.

The club was all the way across town and when the 
couple arrived they hesitated before entering. The 
neighborhood was predominately black and there were a 
couple of large black men standing at the door.

"I don't know about this Steve you sure this is the 
place."

"These were the directions Lamar gave us, I guess we 
should go on in."

The couple were exiting the car when Lamar walked up.

"Hi there, glad I walked up when I did. Steve Amanda is 
inside."

"Is Gary here too."

"Lamar gave Cris a look, like, do I have to spell it 
out to him. Cris answered for Lamar.

"I think Amanda is here with someone else." The look 
she gave Steve said it all.

"Steve you won't say anything to Gary will you."

"No, my lips are sealed."

Cris was a little surprised. Steve didn't seem the 
least bit bothered with the fact that her best friend 
was stepping out on her husband. Cris wondered how 
Steve would handle things when he learned that Amanda's 
new man was Black.

"Hey long time no see woman, what no hug hello for your 
work out buddy." Before Cris could react Lamar scooped 
her up in his arms and gave her a good squeeze. Cris 
gave a friendly hug back.

Looking over Cris' shoulder at Steve Lamar gave him a 
wink. Then pressing his manhood against Cris said, 
"Steve you are one lucky guy." All the while holding 
Cris against him.

Cris could feel Lamar's rock hard pecks pressing up 
against her hardening nipples through the sheer 
material of her blouse. Lamar's body seemed to melt 
against her. This was more than a friendly huge and it 
was right in front of Steve. Flushed, Cris let her 
arm's drop to her sides signaling an end to the 
embrace.

Keeping his arm around Cris waist, Lamar lead the 
couple to a large both were Rodney and Amanda were 
sitting. Amanda was clearly upset that Steve had 
witnessed her association with Rodney. 

Cris watched for Steve's reaction and was surprised at 
how cool he was. Steve gave Amanda a peck hello and 
complemented her on the way she looked. Turning to 
Rodney Steve said it was a pleasure to meet him and 
that he had heard good things about him at work. Steve 
couldn't have made Amanda feel more comfortable. With 
in minutes every one at the booth was laughing and 
having a good time.

Looking around the club Cris realized There were few 
white persons save for several women who were there 
with black men. Steve was the only white male in the 
whole club. The booth they were sitting in was small 
and rather dark. Horse shoe shaped Steve was between 
Amanda and Cris. Lamar sat to Cris' left on the end. 
Lamar left to order drinks when a huge black man 
approached the sitting couple and asked Cris to dance.

"She'd love to," Steve said, nudging Cris out of the 
both.

Giving Steve a dirty look Cris reluctantly stood up and 
joined the man for a dance. The dance floor was small 
and crowded. A fast number Cris necessarily had to 
dance close to the man. The man leaned over and 
introduced himself as Julian. Julian was at least 6'6" 
and 250 pounds Cris estimated. The first thing she 
noticed about Julian was his beautiful green eye's, 
which held Cris with a long stair. Dancing with Julian 
Cris noted that he moved gracefully for such a big man 
and his smile was intoxicating. 

After the song was over Julian thanked Cris and she 
returned to the table. On the way back to the table 
Cris looked back over her shoulder at Julian, there was 
something about him that was different. Julian smiled 
at her again and raised a glass in a toast like manned. 
Caught staring Cris quickly turned around and ran into 
a man standing by the bar, who putting his arm out 
blocked her path.

"How about a drink sweetness."

"I'm sorry but I already have one back at the table," 
Cris said indicating the booth with Steve sitting in 
it.

"Now I know you'd rather be having a drink with me than 
that skinny peckerwood, would you baby."

Before Cris could respond Lamar came to her rescue.

"Hey man who you calling a peckerwood."

"Shit brother I thought she was with the white dude, 
sorry I should of know. Sorry miss."

Taking Cris by the arm Lamar escorted her back to the 
table.

"Maybe having you and Steve meet us here was a bad idea 
Cris. Most of the white women who come here are looking 
for black guys and he thought you were on the prowl."

"But he thought I was with Steve and still hit up on 
me."

"He probably thought you were one of these white 
couples were the husband likes to watch."

Cris kinda of waited for the punch line but it finally 
sunk in that Lamar was serious. Sliding in by Steve, 
Cris found a drink and a tequila shooter waiting. Lamar 
proposed a toast but before they drank Cris asked him 
what he meant.

Drink your shooter and dance with me and I'll explain.

Every one did there shooters. "Steve you mind if I take 
your lady for a dance."

"By all means, Rodney and I are just getting 
acquainted."

Lamar took Cris' hand and led her to the dance floor. 
the song was a slow one. Lamar took Cris into his arms 
and drew her firmly against him. Once again Cris could 
feel Lamar's chest against her Braless breasts. almost 
reading her mind Lamar commented.

"If you were my wife I would always want you braless, 
you are absolutely magnificent."

"Lamar, remember just friends. Now tell me the truth, 
white couples come in here looking for sex. I don't 
believe it."

"It doesn't happen all the time, but your not going to 
tell me you never read were a lot of men fantasize 
about watching there wives with other men?"

"No you're kidding right."

Cris could feel the warmth of the tequila and Lamar's 
body. Cris felt Lamar squeeze her tighter, his leg now 
rubbing up between hers and the unmistakably large cock 
head pressing up against her mound.

"No I'm not kidding, it's more common than you think, 
I'll send you some sites and you can read about it on 
the net. By the way your perfume is wonderful," Lamar 
said as he nuzzled Cris' ear.

Cris felt goose bumps as Lamar's warm breath brushed 
her ear. As the song progressed she felt herself 
pressing up against his cock. Cris found herself 
rapidly becoming excited, her pussy again becoming wet.

Lamar felt Cris tighten her grip around his neck. 
Lamar's cock grew harder with the satisfaction of 
knowing Cris would soon be his. For Lamar the fact that 
Steve was helping with the seduction was icing on the 
cake. The dumb bastard didn't realize what he was 
doing. Once Cris got a taste of his black cock, she'd 
forget about the idiot forever.

The song ended and the two dancers returned to the 
table. Steve was talking away with Rodney much to 
Amanda's chagrin. Fresh drinks were on the table and 
this time it was Steve that offered the toast. Amanda 
was already buzzed and the shot of tequila soon had her 
slurring her words.

The drinks kept coming, Steve had wandered off and was 
talking to a guy at the bar leaving her alone with 
Lamar.

Meanwhile Amanda seemed to have lost all inhibitions 
regarding Steve's presence. Upon returning to the booth 
Rodney and Amanda began kissing and it was rapidly 
turning into more than a make out session.

Cris could not help but watch as Rodney, let his black 
hand slip between Amanda's legs. Amanda was wearing a 
dress which was rather short. At first Rodney's hand 
lingered on her thigh, but as the kissing continued 
Rodney's hand began drifting towards Amanda's slit. 
Then Amanda uncrossed her legs giving Rodney access to 
her pussy. Cris was right next to the hot couple and 
found herself turned on by the spectacle.

"Isn't the contrast of their skins hot," Lamar 
whispered into Cris' ear. Once again Cris felt 
goosebumps coarse over her body. Cris knew she should 
turn away but couldn't. Then Cris felt Lamar's hand on 
her leg. Cris glanced over to the bar, Steve was still 
talking to the stranger.

Turning towards Lamar, Cris reached down and took hold 
of Lamar's hand. "Please Lamar, Steve is right there."

"Cris, Steve is oblivious, if he doesn't want this to 
happen he shouldn't leave you alone. You are the most 
exciting women I've ever met. I would never leave you 
alone. Look what you do to me."

In a moment Lamar had taken Cris' hand and placed it on 
his blood engorged cock. Cris tried to move her hand 
but he held Lamar held it firmly in place.

"No Cris feel what you've done to me." 

Cris let her hand squeeze Lamar's magnificent cock. 

"See how hard you make me Cris."

Cris knew she should stop but couldn't. Cris had never 
felt a cock remotely that size and now her hand was 
drifting up and down the length of Lamar's cock. Cris 
pussy was saturated and she squeezed her legs together 
hoping her wetness wouldn't soak her pants.

"Lamar."

"Shhhhh, don't stop, now look." 

Cris glanced back towards Amanda who now had her legs 
parted wide. Rodney's black fingers had slid the 
material of her panties aside and were now sliding in 
and out of Amanda's well lubricated cunt. Cris felt 
Lamar's hand return to her leg, this time she didn't 
protest. Cris looked over towards Steve again. Steve 
was still talking at the bar, his back to them.

Steve from his position at the bar could see the booth 
in the mirror across the bar from him. Steve couldn't 
see the details of what was happening, but he was sure 
Cris was getting an eye full of Amanda and Rodney. 
Steve had seen Cris and Lamar dancing, it had made his 
dick hard. Steve didn't know that Lamar's hand had 
drifted up between his wife's legs, if he had, maybe he 
would have stopped Lamar. For Steve it was just a 
harmless game.

Cris didn't know what to do. Steve was mere feet away 
and here she was rubbing Lamar's huge cock. Cris didn't 
want to be unfaithful, but she had never been with 
anyone like Lamar. Glancing back at Amanda, Cris found 
she was envious. Envious that she couldn't kiss Lamar. 
Cris felt Lamar's fingers expertly brush across her 
clitoris. Involuntarily Cris spread her legs to allow 
Lamar greater access. 

Sensing Cris seduction near Lamar decided it was time 
to change venues.

"Rodney lets head to your place, okay."

Rodney broke his kiss and agreed they should leave.

"Cris you drive with me."

"What about Steve," Cris slurred, she was quite drunk.

"Don't worry, I told you any man that would leave you 
alone simply doesn't care."

"But."

"Cris just follow my lead."

Steve was still talking up at the bar when the couples 
approached.

  "Steve we're going over to Rodney's, Cris is coming 
with me, why don't you stop and get something for us to 
drink." Lamar gave Steve a wink.

"Sure, okay, what's the Rod's address."

Lamar gave Steve the wrong address and quickly left 
with Cris.


Chapter 14


Stopping at a light Lamar put his Arm around Cris and 
kissed her. Lamar's left hand moved up her waist and 
caressed her breast. Cris' nipple was hard and extended 
as he pinched it roughly. Cris moaned with pleasure at 
Lamar's touch.

Arriving at Rodney's Lamar and Cris found Rodney and 
Amanda had already retreated to the bedroom.

"I thought we were going to have drinks."

"Oh I'm sure they'll come out after awhile, mean while 
I want to show you something." Lamar led Cris back 
towards the bedrooms. Rodney had left the bedroom door 
ajar.

 Approaching the door Lamar placed his hand over his 
lips signaling Cris to be quiet. The sounds coming from 
the bedroom left little to the imagination.

"Rodney that feels so good baby, I love you so much." 
Lamar guided Cris in front of him giving Cris an 
unobstructed view of Rodney and Amanda. All the lights 
were on, Rodney was on his back and Amanda was on her 
knees straddling his cock. Cris' first instinct was to 
turn and go, but when she attempted to move Lamar held 
her firmly in place.

Whispering in her ear Lamar said, "It's alright, lets 
watch for a second."

Cris stood motionless before the crack in the door. As 
the erotic scene unfolded, Cris felt a strange 
exhilaration. A thrill coursed through her body at the 
thought that Rodney and Amanda were unaware of her 
presence. Cris had never done anything like this before 
and she felt deviously wicked. Cris could see Rodney's 
cock gliding in and out of Amanda's well lubricated 
cunt. The big thick cock was wet from Amanda's cum and 
very black.

After the first hesitation Lamar felt Cris body relax. 
Cris was watching now and Lamar sought to press his 
advantage. Slowly he brought his hands up from Cris' 
waist to her breast's. Cupping her large braless tits 
in his hand's Lamar pulled her back against his cock.

"Now isn't it nice to watch," Lamar breathed into her 
ear.

Cris squeezed her legs together and nodded 
affirmatively. Cris was soaked, her pussy completely 
drenched. Never in her entire life had Cris experienced 
anything this hot. Cris could feel Lamar's massive cock 
against the crease of her ass. His hand's felt hot 
against her skin, her nipple's were on fire. 

Lamar for his part felt his cock grow stiff as he 
pinched Cris' nipples. They protruded more than half an 
inch and were very thick. Lamar loved thick nipples. 
Pressing his cock against Cris' firm ass only 
heightened his anticipation of what was surely going to 
be a great fuck. Lamar literally had to pull Cris away 
from the door. 

  Lamar led Cris to the spare bedroom. Wasting little 
time Lamar then took off his shirt and started undoing 
his pants.

"Lamar what are you doing, Steve could be here any 
minute now."

Lamar let his trousers fall to the floor leaving him in 
boxers. Once again Lamar pulled Cris to him so she 
could feel his hardness. "Some how I think Steve is 
going to get a little lost, I gave him the wrong 
address." 

"You're so bad." Then Lamar kissed Cris.

Cris knew she should stop Lamar, but between the liquor 
and sex show she simply melted in Lamar's arms. Cris 
did not resist as Lamar pulled her blouse over her 
head. Then both lovers in a rush removed the rest of 
their cloths. Cris was wild with lust as she grasped 
Lamar's cock. 

Lamar for his part was stunned. Sure he had expected 
Cris' body to be nice, Lamar had seen her in tights, 
but every thing about the woman was perfect. Pressing 
up against her Lamar marveled at the firmness of her 
breast's, the narrowness of her waist, the perfection 
of her hips.

"Woman you have me so hard, let's get in bed."

"Lamar do you have a condom?'

Pulling back the covers, Lamar climbed into bed before 
answering. Then beckoning with his hand Lamar said, "No 
and I don't use them."

Looking at Lamar lying naked against the white sheets 
only served to confuse things for Cris. Cris was 
incredibly horny. Steve hadn't satisfied her in some 
time and now this beautiful man was lying nude before 
her. Cris took Lamar's hand and joined him in bed. They 
kissed as Lamar's fingers found there way between Cris' 
legs.

Cris for her part had taken hold of Lamar's cock and 
was stroking it. To Cris Lamar's cock was surreal. Long 
and very thick Cris estimated it was twice as big as 
Steve's. Looking down at the head of the blue-black 
cock Cris couldn't imagine how it could fit in any 
woman. 

"Lamar can you ask Rodney if he has one."

"Baby I can't interrupt him now, besides did you see 
him using one."

"Your right, but I'm not on the pill or anything." Cris 
tried to catch her breath, Lamar was expertly rubbing 
her clit, bringing her to the brink of orgasm.

Lamar could sense Cris was close to coming and bringing 
her right to the point of orgasm, stopped. "Should we 
stop Cris?"

"No," Cris whimpered as Lamar once again began rubbing 
her clit. Cris meant to say don't stop rubbing my clit, 
but any thought of stopping anything was lost with the 
wave of pleasure she experienced when she came.

"I'm cumming so hard Lamar, oh baby that feels so 
good."

Lying on his side Lamar watched Cris shake with a 
powerful orgasm. this women was hot and Lamar had to 
remind himself not to get involved. Cris pussy was 
sopping wet and Lamar knew she was ready for cock. 
Positioning himself over her Lamar placed the tip of 
his swollen cock against Cris' slit. Lamar began 
sliding his cock head up and down her wet slit. The 
lubrication helping to ease his cock into her hot cunt. 
Looking down at Cris he could see she was biting her 
lip.

"You okay," Lamar said tenderly as the massive cock 
head entered her vagina.

"Yes."

"You want me to stop Cris."

"No."

Lamar could see the conflict in Cris' eye's as he drove 
another two inches into Cris' pussy. Momentarily Lamar 
had second thoughts, she really was a nice woman, but 
as he drove the remaining five inches of his cock deep 
into Cris' pussy all thoughts of stopping disappeared.

"Oh, easy Lamar, god your so big, so good," Cris 
moaned. Cris had had second thoughts, she worried about 
Steve, about getting pregnant. All those concerns were 
rapidly becoming distant worries as Lamar penetrated 
deeper into her love starved pussy. The liquor and lust 
combined to justify her actions. Certainly Steve should 
have know this would happen, he must of wanted it to 
happen, Cris rationalized. The rationalizations eased 
her conscience and that made the orgasms even more 
powerful.

Lamar could sense the change in Cris. Cris had started 
out as a passive lover, but that had changed. Now Lamar 
could feel the strength in her legs as Cris tighten 
them around his body. Lamar felt as if his cock had 
found the perfect fit. Cris' pussy was tight and Lamar 
could feel her muscles contracting around his cock, the 
feeling was fantastic. Cris' pussy also accommodated 
his length perfectly. Every time Lamar buried his cock 
to the hilt he could feel the bud of her cervix press 
up against the head of his cock. No woman had ever made 
Lamar feel this good, not even Cathy.

"Lamar, oh Lamar what are you doing to me? I can't 
believe this is happening. You make me feel so good. 
never in my life. Oh Lamar I'm cumming, harder, harder. 
Oh please, deeper." Cris was now working hard to have 
Lamar's cock penetrate even deeper. Lamar's balls were 
making a slapping sound against Cris' ass. Cris had 
grabbed both of Lamar's ass cheeks and was pulling him 
into her with all the force she could muster.

"Dam woman, god dam. You are so sweet." Lamar was now 
covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Cris too had worked 
up a sweat, the contact of their hot skins against each 
other overwhelming. Lamar found Cris' pussy the perfect 
fit.

Cris for the first time in her life knew what it was 
like to be completely filled. the tip of Lamar's cock 
was sending shock waves deep in Cris vagina. More 
importantly Lamar's incredible girth had her wet slit 
stretched to it's limits. Cris could feel every vein, 
every ridge on Lamar's thick member.

Lamar buried his cock to the hilt, trying to hold back 
the powerful orgasm that was building in his balls. 
Slowly Lamar began a circular motion with his cock. 
Lamar didn't pull out more than an inch of his swollen 
cock as he continued the deep probing of Cris' pussy. 
Arm's fully extended Lamar looked down on Cris and 
marveled at her beauty.

"I'm so close, god girl you are something."

Gazing up at Lamar, Cris was speechless. Lamar was like 
a black Adonis, towering over her. Filling every bit of 
her with pleasure. Cris had lost count of the number of 
times she had cum, not to mention the incredible 
intensity of those orgasms. Now Cris could feel Lamar's 
cock begin to expand. Cris knew Lamar was going to cum, 
Cris knew she might get pregnant, but that was 
something she would deal with latter. Right now she 
wanted to please this man like he had pleased her. 

"Cum I want you to cum baby, cum hard, cum in me now." 

Lamar was already close and Cris words caused him to 
erupt. "Oh fuck, do you feel it girl do you feel my 
cum?"

"Yes fuck me, Lamar fuck me hard."

Lamar was pumping hard now, forcing his cock even 
deeper. Cris winced with a mixture of pain and pleasure 
as Lamar's cock contracted with each rush of sperm. 
Then Cris felt her body convulse and shake as she was 
over taken with an unbelievable orgasm.

"Oh my god, that is so good, Oh Lamar baby your so 
good, please yes, oh baby cum, cum, cum." Cris' last 
words were garbled as her body was racked with 
pleasure. Lamar too felt extraordinary as the last jets 
of his fertile sperm were deposited deep in Cris' womb.

Lamar collapsed on top of Cris completely spent. 
Neither lover wanted to move as they basked in the 
afterglow of their love making. Cris could not believe 
how Lamar's cock still filled her up even after he 
came. Cris could also feel the rivulets of cum now 
flowing out of her pussy. the realization of what had 
transpired was just starting to sink in, when there was 
a knock on the door.

"Cris, Cris, your phone honey, it keeps ringing. I 
think you better answer it.

"I'll be right there Amanda."


To be continued...

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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