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Lamar's Game - 2
by Suewatcher (susanfernandez265@hotmail.com)
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Wife goes bareback with husband's black co-worker. (MF,
wife, bi, voy, reluc, intr, preg)
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Chapter 12
To say Steve was pissed was magnificent understatement.
Steve had picked up some liquor and driven to the
address Lamar had given him, only to find a church.
Steve then tried calling Cris' cell but there had been
no answer. Steve didn't know what to think, had Lamar
intentionally given him the wrong address, had Lamar
lied, was he fucking Cris right now. Stranger still was
the fact that what angered Steve was not that he was
jealous. No, what angered Steve was that he might be
missing the action.
Earlier that night Steve had become quite excited. The
idea that Lamar was trying to seduce his wife got the
juices going, but it never occurred to Steve that Cris
might fall in love with Lamar. Cris would never fall
for another man. Sure Cris could be seduced, but she
was his wife and actually falling in love with another
man never entered his mind. Steve stopped at a phone
booth and attempted to look up Rodney's address, when
his cell rang. It was Cris.
"Hey, how come you didn't answer your phone Cris."
Cris noted Steve's tone. "Sorry I left it in the car,
and when you didn't show up I went and got it. Cris
felt terrible, she had never lied to Steve before.
Lamar was sitting right next to her in on the bed.
'Well, where is this place?"
"Hold on I'll hand you to Lamar."
"Steve, were are you?"
"I'm at 2771 3rd."
"Shit man we fucked up, the address is 2177, I guess
with the noise in the club and all.
"Well did you get anywhere."
"Not really, it's late so maybe we should meet you back
at your house."
"Not really, what do you mean by that?"
"Alright, we'll see you back at your house, oh we have
to drop off a friend of mine so we'll be there in about
an hour. Bye."
Cris had put on Lamar's shirt to retrieve her phone
following Amanda's knock. Now Cris began to gather her
cloths so she could change in the bathroom. Lamar was
lying on his side, watching Cris.
"And were do you think your going?"
"Home." Cris looked down at Lamar, who was now slowly
stroking his semi-hard cock. Lying there stroking
himself Lamar was quite possibly the most handsome man
Cris had ever seen. Lamar brimmed with confidence as he
patted the bed. Cris dropped her cloths and sat down on
the edge of the bed.
"Lamar you just told Steve we would be going home, we
should go."
Lamar reached over ignoring Cris' request and ran his
finger up and down her cum soaked slit. "You heard me,
we have an hour or so, now it's your turn to be on
top."
"Lamar this is playing with fire."
Lamar kept stroking Cris clit. "I told you I think your
husband is one of those guys that fantasies about
having his wife fuck other men."
"Lamar I meant protection and you are wrong about my
husband. If Steve finds out about this I don't know
what he will do."
Lamar pushed two fingers deep into Cris' cum soaked
pussy, his thumb still rubbing Cris' clit. "Does Steve
get turned on when other men flirt with you, does he
like you to wear sexy cloths?"
Cris could hardly answer, her mind clouding over with
an impending orgasm. "Yes, I think, I mean sometimes,
yes."
"I'm telling you the boy has a thing for you fucking
some one else baby. You're married to a sick pup."
Lamar removed his fingers as Cris came, then brought
them to her lips.
"Suck on them baby, suck on my fingers." Cris complied,
tasting her juices commingled with Lamar's cum.
"Taste my cum?"
"Hmmmm, yes."
"I think it's a little late to worry about protection
now. Climb on top here girl." With one swift motion
Lamar took Cris by the waist and had Cris straddle him.
"Lamar, really, we shouldn't."
"Put it in Cris, you are already filled up, a little
more ain't gonna change a thing girl."
Her judgment clouded, Lamar's rationalization made
sense. Cris grasped Lamar's cock and began rubbing it
against her cunt lips. The man's cock head was much
bigger than Steve's, in fact everything about Lamar's
cock was big and so was the pleasure she was receiving
from it now. Pressing down, Cris relaxed her thigh
muscles and sat down on the oversized cock head. Cris'
well lubricated pussy offered a little resistance
initially, but once the head of Lamar's cock enter her
vagina Cris started moving rhythmically.
"Slow down girl we have time." Lamar marveled at the
extraordinary women on top of him. What a physical
specimen. Cris in moments had buried Lamar's thick cock
to the hilt. In order to fully stroke his cock, Cris
had moved from her knees to a crouching position on the
balls of her feet. Cris slid effortlessly up and down
Lamar's black pole. Looking between her legs Cris
stared in wonder as her pussy swallowed the massive
shaft.
"Girl you really like that don't you?"
"Oh yeah, it feels so good, you fill me up so good."
"You know I'm going to spoil you, don't you?"
"Yes." Cris looked down on Lamar's black body. Cris'
white hands were pressing up against his chest for
support. The contrast of her hands against Lamar's skin
only heightened her lust. Then Cris thought of Steve,
but only momentarily and not in a flattering way. The
last time she tried this position with Steve he had
repeatedly slipped out of her and then he softened.
With Lamar, Cris knew that wasn't a possibility. His
beautiful cock fit so deep and tight in her wet pussy.
"Baby what are you thinking about?"
Cris' eyes were half closed as her whole body convulsed
with the most exquisite orgasm she had ever
experienced. Unable to respond Cris leaned over and
sucked Lamar's tongue into her mouth. Pumping even
harder now Cris wanted nothing but to please Lamar like
he had pleased her. Cris with all the force her well
conditioned body could produce began humping up and
down on top of Lamar, until her body was covered with a
thin sheen of moisture.
Lamar broke the kiss and pushed Cris back into a
sitting position. "God woman I felt you cum, you really
are something, you know that." Lamar admired the tiny
beads of sweat forming on Cris' body. God she could
fuck.
Cris nodded, she had worked up a sweat again and
could feel Lamar's cock expanding. This time there was
no hesitation. Cris wanted to feel Lamar cum again, she
wanted to feel his black seed deep in her pussy. The
thought of him cumming in her again, brought another
orgasm.
"Oh Lamar I'm cumming again, it feels so good, cum with
me, I want you to cum in my pussy."
"I like that, talk to me Cris, tell me, what do you
want me to do with this black cock."
"I want you to cum with your cock, cum, cum hard."
Lamar erupted hard as he watched the beautiful brunette
pounding away at him. "Oh baby you feel it don't you,
you feel me filling you up."
"Fuck yes! Fuck me hard! That's so fucking good." Cris
couldn't believe she was saying these things, then
again Cris couldn't believe she was actually fucking
this man. Driving down hard Cris could feel Lamar's
huge cock head make hard contact with her cervix. Sub-
consciously she started grinding down even harder with
each contraction of Lamar's cock, effectively forcing
more of his sperm deep into her womb.
Lamar on his own pushed as deeply as possible., for the
second time that night Lamar had cum very hard. Cris'
cunt fit him perfectly and her passion, Lamar was
unprepared for all of it.
Lying there listening to her rapid breathing, Lamar
felt strange, felt different. Lamar knew what he felt,
he was just afraid to admit it to himself, he was
rapidly falling in love with Cris. Lamar watched Cris
get up and start to dress.
"Lamar please, we really should get going."
Lamar wanted to stay now, suddenly he didn't want to
share Cris with Steve, with anyone. "Why are you so
anxious to go home to that loser. I mean I just don't
get it, what do you see in him."
Cris had felt she was nothing more than sex to Lamar
till right then. Cris knew from the onset she was
nothing more than another conquest for Lamar. Cris had
tried to resist Lamar and failed miserably. Now Lamar
was getting possessive and hateful about Steve.
"Lamar look I like you a lot, to much, but I'm married.
I'm sorry, this shouldn't have happened, lets forget it
happened, okay."
Lamar realized he had overstepped with Cris, degrading
Steve was stupid and self defeating. Standing up Lamar
put his arms around Cris. "I'm sorry about what I said
about Steve, it was out of place."
Cris broke the embrace. "Fine, now we really need to go
okay."
Lamar could feel the coolness, he fucked up. No matter,
he thought, Steve was such a loser, it was only a
matter of time before she would be crawling back.
Neither Cris or Lamar noticed the sedan parked across
the street or the man in it. The man smiled, Lamar
Dubois your still up to your old shit. Time to pay my
man, time to pay, he said to himself as he lit a cigar.
Chapter 13
Steve was besides himself pacing up and down in the
living room waiting for Lamar and Cris. When the car
pulled up outside he went to the window and peaked.
Lamar and Cris spoke for a while, then Cris leaned over
and gave Lamar a kiss on the cheek and got out of the
car and walked up to the house.
Opening the front door before Cris could use her key,
Steve watched Lamar pull away. "I thought Lamar was
going to come in for some drinks."
"No he said he was tired and needed to get home."
Actually it had been Cris' suggestion.
"Too bad I bought all this booze. Oh well let's have a
drink babe."
"Honey I've already had too much as it is, I need to
get to bed I'm exhausted."
"So did Lamar come on to you?"
"What?"
"Did Lamar make a pass at you?"
"No, why do you ask?" Cris said as she walked into the
bedroom. Cris didn't know what to do, she wanted to
shower, but that might make things to obvious. Cris
began removing her cloths.
"Cause he's a man, and you look so good babe, how could
any man not make a pass."
Having removed her blouse, Cris stepped out of her
pants. Cris felt Lamar's thick cum oozing down between
her legs.
"That's so sweet, you know honey all that dancing left
me sweaty, I think I'm going to take a quick shower."
"Cris wait, come here." Steve had become suspicious, a
shower now, had something happened. Surely Lamar had
come on to her, that was the plan. Cris had lied about
that, had something else happened. Steve's dick was
hard immediately. Steve admired Cris as she turned to
face him, nude, Cris kept her distance.
"Come here honey, you look so beautiful."
"But I feel icky, let me shower."
"Come here for just a second."
Hesitantly Cris walked over to her husband who was
sitting on the bed. Wild thoughts coursed through her
mind. Cris recalled her conversation with Lamar on the
drive home. Lamar had predicted Steve would want sex.
Lamar's exact words were "Steve is going to ask you if
something happened, then he's going to want sex, it's
his sick fantasy and you can't change that." Could
Lamar be right.
Steve reached for Cris and pulled him to her. Kissing
her stomach just below her belly button Cris flew into
a panic as Steve gradually worked his way down to her
pussy.
"Steve don't, I told you I really need a shower."
Steve had already smelled the strong scent of sex.
Lamar had told him nothing had happened and Steve
believed him, but in Steve's mind the fantasy raged.
Steve could feel Cris trying to pull away but he held
her fast. Steve pulled Cris closer and let his tongue
slid across her clit. Cris pussy had a strange salty
taste. The taste provocative, Steve worked his tongue
even harder.
"Steve." Surely Steve could taste Lamar, yet it only
seemed to make him more ravenous. Steve wasn't going to
stop and Cris found herself opening her legs to Steve's
tongue. Cris took Steve's head in her hands as she
watched her husband hungrily devour her cum soaked
pussy. Okay Steve if this is what you want, suddenly
Cris wasn't just a little turned on, she was on fire.
Lifting one leg up on to the bed, she mashed her cunt
on to her husband's mouth.
"Steve that feels good, lick me honey, lick me deeper."
Cris found herself really getting into this role
playing. Then again it wasn't really role playing was
it, she had just made love to another man and now her
husband was eating pussy. Slowly Cris began rocking her
hips faster and faster, harder and harder she rubbed
her cunt across Steve's gapping mouth.
Steve moaned in response to Cris directions and started
sticking his tongue even deeper into her cunt. God she
was wet, she had wanted to fuck Lamar Steve thought.
Lamar had gotten her hot, no doubt. Steve could only
imagine what had happened between Lamar and Cris. Had
they kissed, surely he had played with her tits, that
would explain why she was so wet. Wanting to gain
better access to her cunt, Steve pulled Cris on top of
him so that now she was straddling his face.
Cris was on her knees and began rubbing her pussy back
and forth across Steve's mouth. Subconsciously Cris
found herself squeezing her cunt muscles together,
hoping she would squeeze Lamar's cum into Steve's open
mouth.
"You like sucking my pussy, baby?"
"Mmmmmmmm." Steve could only mumble.
"Oh Steve honey that feels so good."
Steve had eaten Cris before, but not like this, Cris
liked it. Cris began grinding down hard with her cunt,
rubbing her slit back and forth across Steve's mouth
even harder than before. Steve could hardly catch his
breath. Cris was ready to cum, so she reached back and
slipped her hand into Steve's boxers. Steve's cock was
hard, but what immediately struck Cris was how much
smaller it was than Lamar's. Cris had been so close to
coming, but the realization that Steve could never
compare to Lamar was a disillusionment. When Steve
suddenly started spurting in her hand Cris was
relieved, at least the comparison would end there.
When Steve lifted up from her pussy his face was
streaked with a mixture of cum and saliva. Cris placed
her finger on her clit and finished bringing herself
off. Cris closed her eyes and the image of Lamar's cock
sliding in and out of her cunt filled her thoughts.
Racked by a powerful orgasm she shuddered with pleasure
as she furiously rubbed her clit. There was no denying
she had enjoyed her husbands tongue. More disturbing
for Cris was that she like Steve eating her out after
Lamar had filled her with his heavy sperm.
Steve too was disappointed that he had cum so fast, but
he had been so turned on. On the bright side at least
he had remained hard. Steve watched as Cris moved her
finger furiously over her clit.
"Dam Cris, sorry, I just got so excited eating you."
"It's okay honey, believe me, you got me very excited."
Cris didn't say she didn't cum again, which was exactly
what she was thinking. Later in the shower she thought
about all the things Lamar had told her. Lamar was
right about so many things. The last thing he told her
in the car was that sex with Steve would never be the
same. Dam him she thought, he was right about that too.
Chapter 14
"Good morning Lamar, so tell me what happened last
night." Steve took a chair in Lamar's office, without
invitation.
"Nothing Steve, I mean you may be right about Cris
being the faithful wife."
"Look don't bull shit me Lamar, if you fucked her tell
me it's alright man, but I need to know. Last night
after you dropped her off we. Look she was very
excited, I can tell something had her hot, what
happened. Just tell me." Steve was almost pleading.
"Alright I did come on to her, she didn't say
anything."
"No what happened?"
"Really nothing like I said, we kissed a little is
all."
"Well she didn't tell me that."
"No shit Steve what did you think she would say, by the
way Steve, Lamar is nice, we kissed for a while tonight
and I let him feel me up."
"You felt her up." Steve could feel his dick getting
hard.
"A little, but don't say anything, this is going to
take more time than I thought. More important, did you
get any last night, I hope I got her good and hot for
you."
"Did you touch her boobs, she has nice nipples doesn't
she?"
"Steve you didn't answer my question, did you get any?"
"Yes okay. So tell me how did it go down?"
Lamar proceeded to give Steve a fake story about what
transpired, that way if Steve went back to Cris, he
could deny it, saying Steve just guessed. Plus Lamar
didn't like the way things let off with Cris. Lamar
wanted Cris totally under his control if possible and
Steve a non-issue. Finishing the story Lamar couldn't
get over Steve's reaction, the guy was clearly turned
on by the story.
"Next time I want to watch Lamar."
"Steve how the hell do you propose we do that. I think
I'm going to need to spend a lot more time alone with
her, before we can arrange that."
"Okay I'll think on it, but man in the future I want to
know exactly what happened."
"No problem, at the same time I need to know from you
what happened when you got home. Did the two of you
make love?"
"No just some oral sex is all. We didn't make love, why
do you want to know?"
"Just to see if you could tell if she was turned on, by
me you know."
"Oh she was real wet when I ate her out."
Unbelievable, thought Lamar, the guy ate a pussy full
of cum, better, Cris let him. "Well that's a good sign,
maybe I got to her a little bit. I think it would be a
good idea not to give her any for a while Steve. Maybe
if Cris goes without for a while she'll get more horny.
I'll call you later I have an idea for the weekend."
"Okay but let me know soon, so I can start working on
Cris."
Dumb ass, Lamar said under his breath as Steve left his
office. Picking up the phone Lamar called Cris.
"Hello Cris how are you?"
Cris had been thinking about what happened the night
before all morning. While the rational part of Cris
knew nothing good could come of an affair, the wilder
side was totally infatuated with Lamar. Hearing his
voice caused her heart rate to quicken.
"Fine."
"So was I right about Steve did he want sex."
Cris was not willing to concede that Lamar had been
right. "No, he was asleep when I got home."
She was lying, good. "Really, then I was wrong about
your husband. I would have thought he would have gone
down on you at the very least."
"What?"
"Too blunt again, sorry, it's just that's there MO.
Cuckolds like to eat out the dominant males sperm."
"Lamar that's so crude."
"Sorry, any way I guess I was wrong. I really called to
say last night was really special. When can we see each
other again."
The sudden change of topic caught Cris off guard.
"Lamar I don't think we should see each other again.
Last night was really nice, really nice, but dangerous.
I'm married and then there is the pregnancy thing.
Having unprotected sex with you was crazy. How would I
ever explain a black baby."
"The sex was good, you know we are made for each other.
I fit so good in you, admit it."
Cris pressed her legs together, recalling the previous
evening was stirring her emotions. "Yes it was good."
"How about, I come over for lunch."
"Don't you dare, what will the neighbors say?"
"Alright then meet me at my place for lunch."
"Lamar I want to, but I can't." The line went dead,
Cris couldn't believe it Lamar had hung up on her. Cris
was upset, she really did want to see Lamar, now she
had made him angry. Oh well she thought, it's better
that it ends now.
Chapter 15
Julian Rodgers watched as Lamar climbed into the
Porsche, then followed at a discreet distance. When he
pulled up in front of the Harris house his suspicions
were confirmed, Lamar was up to his old shit. Julian
Rogers first became involved when a friend of a friend
told him some white dude needed to get some money back
from a brother. Julian had a good reputation when it
came to collections.
Julian watched Lamar ring the bell and the front door
open. The Harris woman opened the door and let Lamar in
the house. Julian recalled his dance with Cris, she was
a very beautiful woman. For sure Lamar had excellent
taste when it came to women. Lamar's last woman was
very nice, young attractive and her husband was
wealthy. Thomas and Ann Wiles were happily married till
Lamar came along. Then Lamar started fucking her, she
fell for him then transferred a lot of money to Lamar's
account with the promise that he would send for her
when he got settled. Lamar never called.
After meeting Thomas and Ann, it soon became apparent
to Julian that it wasn't Thomas who wanted the money
back. On the contrary, the old guy could of cared less.
No it was Ann who wanted her pound of flesh. Ann had
taken Julian aside and told him that she didn't want
Julian to hurt Lamar, merely to find him, then she
would tell him what to do. Julian took the work, the
money was good and the job easy.
Julian found Lamar in just two weeks. When he called
Thomas he found out the couple had separated and that
Thomas would no longer require Julian's services. So
now Julian found himself without work, but decided a
little freelancing might be in order. Julian was now
free to squeeze money out of Lamar and he wouldn't have
to share. Now it was just a question of when.
Cris was caught completely off guard by Lamar's
arrival. Dressed in a t-shirt and shorts she had been
cleaning the house.
"Lamar what are you doing here?"
"Are you going to ask me in?"
"Lamar I specifically asked you not to come over."
"Girl you look good you know that." Lamar took Cris by
the waist and pulled her close. Lamar could feel Cris'
body tremble at his touch.
"Lamar don't."
But Lamar knew Cris didn't mean it. "You don't want me
to stop, we're meant for each other. After last night
you know you belong to me."
Cris pulled away, she didn't care for the way Lamar was
talking to her. "Lamar I want you to leave now."
Cris had backed herself into the hallway leading to the
bedrooms. Lamar smiled and walked towards her. Lamar
softened his tone. "Baby I'm sorry, it's just that I'm
so crazy about you. Come on just let me hold you."
Lamar was close again. Cris didn't know what to do,
Lamar had frightened her. "Lamar please go."
This time Cris sounded less persuasive, less sure of
herself and Lamar moved closer. Reaching out he took
her arm and pulled her towards him. "If you want me to
go I will." Lamar said this in a whisper as he kissed
Cris' ear. The kiss sent shock waves coursing through
Cris' body. The next thing Cris knew Lamar had removed
her t-shirt and his hand had slipped into her shorts
were his fingers were busy on her slit. Cris had been
busy too. Cris had unfastened Lamar's belt and was
working feverishly on his trousers.
"Take me to your bed Cris."
"Without hesitation Cris pulled Lamar into her bedroom
and on to the bed. The couple were completely nude in
moments. Cris' cunt was awash with her lubricant as
Lamar massaged her clit. When Lamar positioned himself
between Cris' legs to insert his cock, Cris stopped
him. Then Cris leaned over and pulled out a condom from
the night stand. Lamar had already placed the head of
his cock into Cris wet slit.
"Lamar we need to use this."
Lamar response was to work more of his cock into Cris'
inflamed pussy. Lamar looked down between their legs
signaling Cris to also look. Cris involuntarily looked
as Lamar's black cock sunk ever deeper into her pussy.
Every time Lamar would withdraw his blue-black cock it
shinned wet with her juices. Cris cunt pulsed with the
movement of Lamar's cock, expanding and contracting
with each stroke.
"Damn Cris that feels so good doesn't it. See how good
we fit together." Lamar had no intention of putting a
rubber on, he wanted to plant more of his sperm in her
womb, he wanted Cris pregnant with his child.
Cris couldn't believe how good it felt to have Lamar
buried deep in her pussy. Cris could feel Lamar
penetrating deeper with each thrust. Cris let the
condom drop to the bed as she grab Lamar's ass and
pulled him deeper.
"God Lamar this feels so right."
"That's my girl, now tell me, you want me to cum don't
you. You want my black cock in you deep, when I cum
don't you."
"Yes, yes fuck me with your big cock."
Just the idea that he might impregnate Cris brought
Lamar to the brink of cumming. "Fuck, I'm going to cum
so hard." Lamar's cock began to expand.
Lamar's exclamation in turn brought Cris to a numbing
orgasm. "Cum Lamar baby, cum."
Lamar came hard, pounding his cock deep, forcing jet
after jet of his black seed into Cris. After the first
spurts of cum were released from his cock, Lamar
stopped pumping, content to keep his cock deep in Cris'
velvet sheath. Lamar kept pulsing cum deep into her
womb for a good two minute's after the first wave of
pleasure.
Lying beneath Lamar Cris could not believe that once
again she had succumbed to Lamar and the thrill of
unprotected sex. Cris could feel Lamar's cock gradually
softening and with it the cum oozing out of her slit.
What had she done, what if she were to have a black
baby. Would that really be so bad, it certainly would
mean the end of her marriage.
Reading her mind Lamar said, "Cris baby, don't worry,
no matter what happens I'll stick by you, you
understand." Lamar wondered were that came from, he had
fallen for this women, fallen hard.
"Lamar you won't be saying that if I end up pregnant."
Cris was testing now, unsure about Lamar's sincerity.
"I ain't going anywhere Cris."
"Lamar I..."
The lovers were startled by the door bell. "God who
could that be," said Cris, as she pushed Lamar off of
her. Lamar didn't move as Cris slipped on her shorts
and t-shirt.
Cris looked out the side light before opening the door.
A large familiar looking black man stood before her.
Without opening the door, Cris asked, "may I help you?"
"Yes, I'm looking for Lamar Dubois."
Christ thought Cris, what the hell do I do now. Just
then Lamar walked up in his boxer's.
"What's going on."
Whispering, "Lamar he's looking for you."
Lamar looked out the window and had a bad feeling,
though he didn't know why. Lamar's car was parked out
front so he was left little alternative but to answer.
"Cris tell him I'll be right along." Returning to the
room Lamar got dressed.
Cris opened the door, "Lamar will be right out." The
black man stepped in and looked Cris over, his eye's
lingering on her protruding nipples. Cris
subconsciously crossed her arms covering her breasts.
Something about the man was familiar, but she couldn't
place him.
"He should be right out, please sit down, can I get you
anything?"
"No Cris, I'm fine thanks, is Steve home."
Cris who was about to leave the room, frozen in her
tracks. "I'm sorry do I know you?"
"We met last night remember, we danced, my name is
Julian. I was sitting by your husband last night at the
bar, we talked." Julian had caught a good look at those
dark protruding nipples, very nice. Now the woman had
crossed her arms, which only served to accent the size
of her tits.
Panic was setting in, Cris didn't know what to think or
say. Then almost reading her thought's Julian said,
"don't worry I won't say anything." Julian gave her a
knowing smile.
Cris blushed. "Please make yourself comfortable, Lamar
will be right out." Cris felt nude in front of Julian.
The big black man had disrobed her with his eyes. There
was something strange and scary about him too, yet Cris
felt he was good looking, attractive in a dangerous
way.
Cris retired to her bedroom and passed Lamar in the
hall. Mouthing words to Lamar Cris asked who Julian
was, but Lamar just shrugged.
When Lamar walked up to Julian he extended his hand and
began to introduce himself. Julian uncoiled a blow to
Lamar's midsection like a cobra strike, lightning fast
and lethal. Lamar would have fallen to the ground
except Julian caught him in his bear like arms. Lamar
tried to talk, but the blow left him searching for air.
"That's all right Lamar, let me do the talking. Ann and
Tom send there regards. You know who I'm talking about
don't you?"
Lamar still trying to breath, nodded yes.
"Good. Hey I like that Porsche you drive. What do those
cost new, about seventy five thousand?"
Lamar appraised the situation. Tybo hadn't prepared him
for this. Obviously the man was insane and extremely
dangerous. "Yes," he answered.
"Now I'm going to let you go, your not going to try
something stupid like running."
"No."
Julian released Lamar who was still bent over in pain.
"Ann wants her money back Lamar, when can you give it
to me."
"I don't owe anyone any money."
"Ann and tom say you forced Ann to withdraw the money,
blackmail, understand."
"That's bullshit man."
"The way I se it is either you give me the money, nice
and easy or I kick your fucking ass and turn you over
to the police. What's it going to be."
"Fuck that shit man."
Julian stepped towards Lamar, it had the desired
affect.
"It will take me awhile to get it."
"When Lamar?"
"A couple of weeks."
"One week Lamar, it's all you get. You understand?"
"Yes."
"I'll be in touch. By the way, her husband know you
fucking his wife?"
"No."
"One week Lamar."
Lamar watched the massive man leave. Returning to the
bedroom Lamar was relieved to hear the shower running.
Good he thought, his nerves shattered, his body still
trembling, at least Cris hadn't over heard what had
just transpired. What a cunt that Ann was and her wimp
ass husband, one week, not much time he thought. Lamar
heard the water shut off, Cris appeared with a towel
wrapped around her.
"Jesus Lamar did you tell him to come here, he knows
Steve, and he knows about us."
"Don't worry baby, just a friend who recognized my car.
How does he know Steve?"
"They met last night at the club, you didn't see him."
"No or I would have introduced you. I've got to run,
I'll call you later."
Lamar knew he could get the money up but it would mean
selling a few things. He needed to buy a little time,
but how was the question. Maybe Cris was the answer,
maybe she had some money. One week was not much time.
Worse still, Lamar realized the man had been watching
him, fuck.
Chapter 16
Julian laid in the king size bed watching the news,
when the his cell phone rang.
"Hello."
"Julian it's Ann are you still in West Palm."
Ann was the last person Julian expected to here from.
"Yes."
"Any luck?"
"As in." Julian wasn't sure if he should tell Ann about
finding Lamar.
"Lamar, did you find him?"
"Your husband told me to stop looking, besides he owes
me some money."
"Julian I just came this morning, I'm staying at the
National down in South Beach, know were it's at?"
"Yes."
"Meet me at the hotel, say eight, dinners on me. We can
discuss your fee,"
"Eight, the National, I'll be there."
Seeing Mrs. Harris in that t-shirt had left Julian
horny, which brought up the dinner date with Ann.
Julian had caught Ann looking on more than one
occasion, now the invitation to dinner. Pussy and money
the trip to South Florida was getting better by the
minute.
Ann Wiles hung up, turning towards the mirror, she
checked herself out. The new bikini showed off her new
tits beautifully. Dr Williams was an artist. Ann didn't
look a day over thirty, at forty the years had been
kind, so had Dr. Williams. The new boob job had removed
any sag and her work ethic at the gym saw to the rest
of her body.
Ann was a slender 5'4" with olive complexion and green
eyes, a gift from her Jewish parents. Ann reached up
and caressed her new breasts. Julian Rodgers, now he
was a hunk and her X said he was dangerous. Julian
didn't seem dangerous, but so what if he was. That just
made him all the more interesting.
Ann reflected on the time she had spent with Lamar, the
fucker. Ann smiled, he was a good fuck actually, to
good. What a school girl she had been with Lamar. Lamar
had been her first black lover and she had become
deeply infatuated with the man and the open life style
he had introduced her to.
Ann met Lamar when he went to work for her husband
Thomas. That was a little more than a year ago. Boy
things had changed since then. Almost two years ago Ann
was a frumpy housewife of thirty -eight. Thomas was
making a lot of money and Ann had all the nice cloths
and jewelry a woman could want. Neither Thomas nor Ann
wanted children, so they traveled a bit, but Thomas was
less than exciting. After eleven years of marriage Ann
and Thomas rarely had sex and when they did, well there
were no fireworks. Enter Lamar.
Lamar started working as an intern for the same company
as Thomas. They met at a party and Thomas introduced
her to Lamar. Ann still remembered how Lamar had stared
at her the remainder of the party. Ann made the
decision that night she would change her life. The next
day Ann purchased a computer and called Lamar at work
and asked him if he could show her how to use it.
"I had a feeling you would call Mrs. Wiles."
"Please call me Ann. Lamar I've never done this
before."
"Computers? Just kidding, when would you like me to
come by?"
That Saturday while Thomas was playing golf Lamar was
fucking Ann in their marital bed. Once released from
her inhibitions Ann became a different woman. Ann was
willing to try anything and Lamar was just the guy to
show her. At first it started out straight sex, but
that changed. Ann's appetite for sex was voracious. Ann
had always had strong sexual fantasies, that is to say
she was curious about all kinds of sex. Ann's affair
with Lamar merely opened the flood gates.
Lamar too acted out many a fantasy with Ann. Ann was
willing to do anything. Once Lamar suggested that she
come to the office with out any underwear on, Ann
complied, then fucked Lamar at his desk with Thomas in
the next office. Ann too made suggestion. One weekend
Ann and Lamar snuck off to New York for a long weekend.
Thomas thought Ann was shopping. The very first night
the couple had hit one of the popular night spots. Ann
saw her first. Red hair, fair skinned, early twenties.
Attractive, but poorly dressed, the girl was staring at
Lamar.
Ann was the one that suggested Lamar pick the girl up.
The girl Emily, was new to the city. Lamar bought her
some drinks and had her quite drunk in a very short
time. Lamar introduced Ann to Emily claiming Ann was an
old friend. The two conspirators kept the booze coming,
then suggested they retire to the Plaza for some
additional drinks. For the first time in Ann's life she
knew what it felt like to be the predator, Ann loved
it.
Two drinks at the Oak Bar and Emily could hardly walk.
Retiring to the room, Ann helped Emily out of her
cloths. The poor child never realized what was
happening. Once in bed Lamar wasted little time. Going
down on Emily he had her squirming for cock in moments.
Spreading Emily's legs Ann guided his huge cock head
into position. Emily's eyes darted from Lamar to Ann
repeatedly, panic setting in as she sobered a little
bit. Sensing reluctance Ann in a soothing voice told
the young girl to relax.
Emily had had only one other man before that evening ,
her high school sweet heart, back in Boise, all that
was about to change. Rubbing Lamar's cock head across
Emily's wet cunt lips was a thrill for Ann. Ann loved
watching the girl wiggle and squirm as the huge cock
invaded her tight young pussy. Then Ann began playing
with Emily's budding clit, Emily's lush red hair
tangling in her fingers. Emily asked her to stop, that
things weren't right, but Ann wouldn't hear of it.
Rubbing her clit even faster Ann and Lamar brought
Emily her first orgasm.
"You've never cum before have you dear. You like that
don't you, you like black cock and you like me playing
with your pussy. Now do you want me to stop?"
"Noooooooooo, but please pull out, I'm not on any
thing."
"Before Lamar could answer, Ann lied, "your lucky day
honey my husband is fixed, you know a vasectomy, so
don't worry no babies."
Ann came hard, as Emily acquiesce to her touch, the
seduction almost better than the sex. Ann had never had
a bi-sexual experience, but having tried it, Ann loved
it. Ann thought about Emily her first, wondering if
Lamar had impregnated her.
Ann picked up the phone and made a call. Hanging up,
Ann was sure Julian would be pleasantly surprised.
Chapter 17
Steve walked into Lamar's office that afternoon. Steve
had been pondering the situation all day and felt like
he had arrived at a solution.
"Lamar I have an idea, this might work out perfect.
Cris and I have a place at the beach near Sarasota. I
could invite you there for the weekend. You could drive
up with Cris, I'll make up an excuse about work. I'll
come up later, that will give you all the privacy you
will need."
Lamar couldn't believe the guy. "You sure about this?"
"Yeah, not a problem, will work out the details later.
This way I'll be able to see if something happens.
Okay."
"Okay, I never turn down a weekend a the beach."
"When Steve walked out, Lamar picked up the phone and
called Cris. "Guess what, your husband just invited me
to your place at the beach for this weekend."
"Really."
"Yes, I'm telling you Cris, I think he really wants us
to get together, what a perv."
"No way Lamar and please stop saying that."
"Okay, but you know what my job is here right, computer
maintenance."
"Yes."
"Just between us, part of my job is to make sure the
employees don't spend all there time surfing the net."
"Okay, so."
"You can never say anything or it could mean my job."
"Alright."
Lamar then proceeded to explain to Cris how to network
into the office and her husband's computer. "If you go
to Steve's history it's all there for you to see, just
check. I've got to run, call you later." hanging up
Lamar was content with the way the game was going. The
only problem remaining was Julian and that really
wasn't much of a problem. Lamar didn't like the idea of
paying the money back, but the fact of the matter was
he had invested some of it and had done quite well.
Lamar decided he would pay the money back and put that
problem behind him. The answer of course was Cris, the
remaining question how much money could she get her
hands on.
Steve on the way back to his office congratulated
himself. No longer would he have to rely on Lamar for
the full story. Besides there was something about Lamar
he didn't feel right about. Yes he would have Lamar and
Cris drive to the beach together and yes he would fake
problems at work. What Steve didn't tell Lamar was that
he planed to spy on the couple by hiding in the loft
which provided unencumbered views of the living room as
well as the master bedroom. Steve couldn't wait, now he
would get the full story.
Closing the window Cris wondered how long Steve had
harbored these fantasies. Goodness, Cris would never
have guessed a man would actually fantasize about
watching his wife make love to another man. From the
number of sites visited by Steve he wasn't the only man
with similar thoughts. Cris couldn't help but notice
that a number of the sites Steve had recently visited
were interracial sites. Almost always the wife, white,
would fall into an intensely sexual relationship with a
well hung black man. Cris had no problem identifying
with those women, she couldn't stop thinking of Lamar.
The problem was Steve, Cris was at a complete loss as
to what to do about Steve. Maybe Steve already knew, if
he didn't know what would he do when he found out?
After thinking about it for sometime Cris realized that
not once had the thought of breaking it off with Lamar
entered her mind. The reason for that was simple Cris
believed she was already in love with Lamar.
Chapter 18
Julian arrived at the National a few minutes late and
found Ann waiting at the bar. Ann was wearing a plain
black dress and black heels. Deeply tanned she looked
different, no longer mousey, she looked good. The black
dress clung to her body, outlining every curve. Ann's
breast's spilled out of the top and the out line of her
nipples accented the fact she wore no bra.
"Good evening Ann how are you."
"Fine Julian, you look nice, glad you could come.
Please sit down sugar."
"My pleasure, so how can I help you?"
"Revenge."
"I do business, not revenge."
"Julian you found Lamar, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"I did very well in the divorce, so money is not the
issue and violence is so boorish. No I was thinking of
something that might damage that ego, I want to hurt
him some how. I need to know what he does, what he
likes, who he loves, if he's capable of that emotion
and your just the man for the job."
"Sounds like you would be better served with a private
investigator."
"But I like you Julian." Ann placed her hand on
Julian's thigh." And if I'm not mistaken, since you've
found Lamar, you've probably already spoken with him
about the money. So I'll tell you what, you help me and
you get to keep any money you recover from Lamar."
Just then a petite brunette walked up to Ann. Black
hair and green eye's she was quite attractive, exotic
actually thought Julian.
"I'm sorry Ann the hair drier broke." The girl had a
thick Latin accent.
"Julian this is Evona, she will be joining us for
dinner. I made reservations at the Blue Door, I hope
you don't mind. Just a short walk, next door actually."
Ann placed her arm around Evona's waist and drawing her
near kissed her on the lips, then glancing over at
Julian bit Evona's lower lip for emphasis. "Of course
there will be fringe benefits if you decide to help."
"Let's have dinner and I'll think about it Ann. I will
say, you certainly know how to make a business deal
attractive."
The next morning Julian woke to the smell of coffee and
the soft touch of an ocean breeze as Ann opened the
sliding glass door to the beach.
"Good morning, I ordered up some coffee and fruit.
Julian may I say you exceeded my expectations in every
way."
Julian's eye's adjusted to the light, Evona was still
asleep and lying next to him. The previous evening had
been memorable to say the least. Dinner, drinks, and
above all Ann. Julian wasn't sure but he thought he had
cum at least four or five times last night. Not since
getting out of prison, having served five years, had he
fucked like that. The Cuban, Evona was good. Looking
Evona's body over, he reconsidered the evaluation, she
was very good.
Julian was twenty-nine but had never experienced a
night like the one before. Julian's cock was hard from
the moment Ann kissed Evona and all through dinner.
When they returned to Ann's room the girls began to
undress, then things heated up. Evona's olive
complexion and deep tan contrasted heavily with Ann's
fair complexion. Ann's experience was apparent from the
start.
Ann and Evona helped undress Julian and both were quick
to comment on his physical statute as well as his
blessed gift as Ann phrased it. Evona was more subtle,
"now that's a big cock, I think I'm going to like
sucking this black popsicle," she said giggling. Suck
it she did and so did Ann. How many times, Julian found
it hard to recall.
Certainly the climax of the evening was watching the
two girls fuck each other. Julian had seen porn movies,
but those movies left him unprepared for the real
thing. Julian's mind played the scene over in his mind.
Julian was sitting up in bed as Evona gave him an
extraordinary blow job. Stroking his cock with both
hands Julian couldn't believe how much of his cock
Evona could swallow, the feeling was exquisite. What
really made Julian crazy was Ann. Ann was sitting in a
large arm chair nude, legs spread wide and rubbing her
clit madly as she watched Evona suck his cock. Ann
clearly knew what she wanted. As early as that first
night Julian realized that he was merely the woman's
tool.
Evona stirred and Julian effortlessly pulled her on top
of him. Barely awake, Evona reached between her legs
and guide Julian's cock head into position.
Ann stood by the door as Julian's cock penetrated into
Evona's hot slit. Julian, she observed, had a healthy
appetite for sex. Until last night she thought she
would never meet a man as well endowed as Lamar.
Julian's cock was deceptive. Julian was a big man and
Ann didn't realize how large a cock Julian had until
she took his pants off. In one word, incredible. A good
ten inches and very thick, thicker than Lamar's.
The couple were fucking harder now. Evona couldn't
accept all of Julian's cock, but that certainly didn't
stop her from trying. Cum from the previous night oozed
out the side of Evona's cunt lips as Julian pounded her
pussy.
"Papa you are so good, me negro, que bueno, so fucking
good, fuck me baby. I want you to cum with your cock in
my pussy."
"Ann felt a momentary pang of jealousy, then reminded
herself Evona was just a prostitute. To bad she wasn't
an innocent young woman, the key word being innocent.
For Ann bright and innocent was even better. Ann had
her game too, manipulating others for her sexual
gratification was her greatest pleasure.
"Hey can I get in on this."
"Baby, I'm sorry come over here and give me a kiss."
Evona purred as Julian helped slid up and down his
thick black cock.
Ann dropped her robe and climbed into bed. Licking he
finger till it was good and wet she placed her hand on
the crack of Evona's ass. Leaning over she kissed
Julian and pushed her middle finger deep into Evona's
ass. Evona's ass muscles contracted causing her tight
cunt muscles to contract on Julian's fat cock.
"Fucking, oh fucking good, mama fuck my ass," Evona
screamed as she came.
"Julian too came hard, sending a torrent of cum into
Evona's pussy. Ann broke the kiss and admired her handy
work, as both lovers collapsed exhausted.
"Baby you fucking good you know that," Evona purred as
she rolled off Julian.
"Ann were did you find this girl?"
"I hope she didn't make you too tired, cause now it's
my turn to get off. Evona honey I want you to eat my
pussy." With that Ann rolled over on top of Evona so
that her legs were straddling the lethal Cuban. Ann
then edged up so that her clit was poised directly over
Evona's mouth. Evona always ready to please flicked her
tongue across Ann's protruding clit.
Ann closed her eyes as Evona lapped at her pussy. then
as an after thought she said, "Julian there's coffee on
the table, Evona will have me ready in a few." Closing
her eye's again Ann pushed down hard as she came.
Chapter 19
Cris waited for the phone to ring. She couldn't believe
it Lamar had been right, her husband was heavy into
porn and his fantasy involved his wife fucking black
men. Had she been persuaded by him to fuck Lamar.
"Hello this is Lamar Dubois."
"Lamar it's Cris you were right, I can't believe it.
All those sights Steve has visited, he really does
fantasize about me being with you."
"I know, problem is what will he do if he finds out we
are actually having an affair? There's no telling what
a sick guy like that might do."
"Lamar, Steve would never hurt us."
"You sure about that, you didn't think he was a perv
either."
"Lamar I don't know what to think or do."
Lamar could sense Cris' conflicts of emotion and
vulnerability. Lamar had grown quite infatuated with
Cris and he wanted to make sure that in the future
Steve would be out of the picture. Lamar wanted Cris
for himself.
"Cris you know how I feel about you and I think you
feel the same way about me."
"Oh Lamar, this is so crazy, just two weeks ago I was
happily married, and now I just don't know."
Lamar took her response like a slap. Dam he had been so
sure that Cris would profess her love for him. Okay
thought Lamar , he would have to be more patient.
"Cris I wish I had answers for you, I'm not the one
married to Steve though. Look I'm sorry I've got to run
business, but if you need some one to talk to later
give me a call."
Cris hung up more confused than ever. Cris had come
very close to telling Lamar she loved him. The problem
was she wasn't sure if that was the way she truly felt.
Two weeks ago if some one would have told her she would
care for some one other than Steve she would have told
them they were insane.
When Steve got home that night he told Cris that he had
invited Lamar to the beach for the weekend. Steve said
that he told Lamar to bring a date. Cris felt a
momentary pang of jealously at the thought of Lamar
with someone else, but tried to hide her feelings. Cris
told Steve she was disappointed because she had hope to
spend some time a lone with him.
"We'll still have time alone Cris."
"Steve it's just getting close to that time of the
month, if you know what I mean."
"Period."
"No silly, by my calculations Monday will be the best
time to work on having a baby. So are the two days
before, so Saturday and Sunday, got it."
"Does that mean you are horny," Steve said as he
approached his wife.
Cris' mind raced with thoughts of Lamar. What if she
were already pregnant with his child, it was a
possibility, though remote. Steve hands on her waist
brought Cris back to reality.
"For you honey always." Cris whispered as their lips
touched. Unable to control her curiosity Cris asked,
"Who is Lamar bringing?"
"He didn't say, how about we start working on that kid
right now." Steve knew his wife well, but couldn't
determine if she was just curious or jealous. Steve
felt his cock harden at the prospect that his wife
might actually feel something for Lamar. Steve didn't
know if his excitement was spurred by his secret
participation in the seduction of his own wife, or just
the fact she might fuck another.
The reality of the situation for Steve was that he was
convincing himself that he wouldn't feel jealous even
if his wife was to fuck Lamar, after all he felt it
would be as much his doing as Lamar's. In Steve's mind
Cris could never love Lamar, it would only be a short
lived physical attraction for Cris, one that would only
lead to Steve's fulfillment of a long standing fantasy.
Though Cris had showered after Lamar left and washed,
still she was hesitant to make love with Steve. Cris
realized she was just being paranoid, but she couldn't
help it.
"Now, I told you our best chance is for tomorrow or
Sunday."
"Then lets just practice." Steve wrapped his arms
around Cris and gave her a long deep kiss. Steve could
feel Cris' nipples against his chest and imagined it
was Lamar who was kissing and fondling Cris.
Perhaps it was the session at noon with Lamar or just
that she was nearing her fertile time, in any event
Cris soon found herself responding to Steve's advances.
Instinctively she reached between his legs and
aggressively started to rub Steve's dick. Steve wasted
little time at pulling Cris t-shirt over her head.
"Sugar have I told you lately how beautiful you are."
Steve stepped back momentarily to get a better look at
his woman. Steve never tired of looking at Cris'
magnificent body.
Steve lets go to the room. "Cris wanted to feel her
husband's dick in her slit as her lust mounted. Steve
quickly led her by the hand into their bedroom. Husband
and wife quickly removed their remaining cloths and
jumped in bed. Steve reached between Cris' parted legs
and found her slit wet and ready, with little ceremony
Steve mounted her. Steve's dick easily slid into Cris'
slit and he began a steady pumping rhythm.
Cheek to cheek with her husband Cris was glad Steve
wasn't having any problems with his erection, yet she
felt as if something were lacking. Cris' mind wandered
to the hours before with Lamar, when she could feel
every undulation of his black cock every vein and bump.
Cris reached around with her hands and pulled Steve's
butt against her as hard as she could, thinking that
she could help her husband duplicate Lamar's
penetration.
Steve felt the urgency in Cris' arm's as she pulled him
into her. Steve's dick was hard and the thought of
Lamar fucking his wife made him even harder. Steve
imagined it was Lamar fucking Cris, that he was Lamar
and she was loving it. Both lovers role played with out
the others knowledge.
Cris gushed with lubricant which only made Steve's dick
slid in and out more easily. Steve was sliding in and
out rapidly now and Cris could tell he was getting
closer to cumming. Cris wanted to feel the explosive
rush of cum she had experienced with Lamar, so she
thought to encourage Steve.
"That's right baby fuck me hard, harder. I want you to
cum hard baby. I want you to fill my pussy with your
cum."
Steve imagined it was Lamar she was talking to with the
instantaneous effect of making him cum. Steve plunged
his dick into Cris with all his purpose. Steve
contracted his butt muscles and stiffened his legs as
he was rocked by an intense orgasm. Spurting cum into
his wife's vagina, Steve felt as if he had filled Cris'
pussy to the brim.
Cris had felt Steve accelerate his pumping motion, a
precursor to his cumming. Cris waited for Steve's dick
to expand and was surprised when Steve stopped pumping
and collapsed exhausted on top of her. Cris then felt
Steve's dick slip out of her slit as his hardness
subsided.
"God babe that was so good, could you feel how much I
came, if that didn't make a baby nothing will. Did you
cum?"
"Yes honey you were fantastic," Cris said as
persuasively as possible. Cris wasn't about to tell her
husband he had failed to bring her off, really it
wasn't even close. Now Cris began to wonder if sex with
Steve would ever excite her again after Lamar. Cris
tried to persuade herself that her feelings for Lamar
were nothing more than infatuation, yet it was
impossible to deny the fact that Lamar by far was a
superior lover. Cris knew the only answer to her
problem was abstinence, no more sex with Lamar. Lying
next to Steve she vowed to stay away from Lamar.
The next morning Steve and Cris made preparations to go
to the beach house when the phone rang and Steve
answered. After a brief conversation Steve hung up and
informed Cris that he would have to go into the office
and take care of a few matters. Steve suggested that
Cris pick up Lamar and take him to the beach and that
he would meet them there later. Cris protested saying
she would wait, but Steve would have nothing of it.
Steve gave Cris directions to Lamar's home and grabbing
his keys left for the office.
Driving over to Lamar's home Cris was frustrated. Cris
was trying to be the good wife, but it seemed as if
forces beyond her control were directing her life. When
Lamar got into the car , Cris informed him that Steve
had to go to the office. Little did Cris know that
Lamar was in on the scheme.
Lamar wanted more time alone with Cris and if her dumb
ass husband was willing to let him have that time, well
he would take it.
"Did Steve say how long he would be at the office?"
"Till late this afternoon."
Cris was wearing shorts and a light cotton blouse over
her bikini top. Lamar looked at her well toned legs and
his cock started getting hard. Lamar couldn't believe
his good fortune. The woman next to him was bright,
beautiful, and sexy. Cris was everything he had ever
wanted in a woman. What had started out as a game to
Lamar, had changed. Lamar Dubois was falling in love.
"Good that will give us some time together." Lamar
placed his black hand on Cris tanned thigh.
Cris looked down at Lamar's hand as he squeezed her
leg, goosebumps coursed over her skin. "Lamar we need
to talk, I mean this is going to far."
"What's going to far sugar, this." Lamar let his finger
drift into the opening of Cris shorts, so that his
finger was rubbing up against her bikini bottom. Then
deftly, Lamar moved the material aside and found her
clit. Cris clamped her legs together, but it was to
late. Cris reached down with her hand in an effort to
move Lamar's.
"Lamar please." Driving made it near impossible for
Cris, but she managed to move Lamar's hand.
"Hey what's a matter. You worried about Steve. I told
you I'm sure he wants this in his twisted little mind.
I bet he wanted me to be alone with you."
"That is so crazy." Lamar was gently rubbing Cris' leg
when he leaned over and nuzzled her neck, sending goose
bumps down her back.
"You read those stories, it's a white guy thing. One
thing for sure I won't share you." Lamar kissed Cris'
neck again and brought his hand up to caress her
breast.
"Lamar even if I wanted too, I can't, I'm really to
close to my time, I might get pregnant."
"Would that be so bad."
"Lamar think about it. The black baby part would be a
little hard to explain to Steve. Wouldn't you agree?"
"Dump Steve." There Lamar had said what he had been
thinking, now he waited for Cris' answer.
"Lamar I like you a lot, but I'm married to Steve."
For only the second time in his life Lamar felt the
sting of rejection. Silent in a search for words, he
made his decision.
"Cris stop at the Walgreen's please."
"What do you need?"
"You'll see, just a second okay."
Lamar purchased a package of condoms and some safety
pins. Opening the pack of safety pins he proceeded to
pierce the center of each condom wrapper with a pin.
the cashier a young man noticed.
"Hey buddy, those probably ain't going to work to good
now."
"Exactly," said Lamar as he left the remaining safety
pins on the counter and walked out. Getting into the
car with Cris he flashed the condoms.
"No excuses now, right." Lamar pocketed the condoms and
returned to stroking and kissing Cris. Cris could feel
the moisture building between her legs. Spreading her
legs to allow Lamar better access she contemplated why
she found the man so dam irresistible.
Chapter 20
Steve moved the duck aside giving him a clear view of
the bedroom through the vent. He had done the same
thing in the living room and was now settling in to
wait. Steve hadn't realized how warm it could get in
the attic, but what the hell he thought it was worth
it. Now all he had to do was wait.
An hour later Steve heard the car door and stationed
himself by the vent in the living room. When Cris and
Lamar walked in Cris immediately checked the answering
machine. Steve had left a message that he would be at
least 4 more hours. Cris was in the process of clearing
the machine when Lamar walked up behind her. Placing
his hand on her waist he pulled her ass into his crouch
and kissed her neck and ears.
"Lamar just cause you bought those things doesn't mean
anything is going to happen."
Lamar ignored Cris' protests and let his hands move up
to cup her breasts. Steve watching from above instantly
went hard. Steve wiped the sweat off his forehead and
began unbuttoning his pants.
"Listen mister I mean it, we can't do this." Cris had
good intentions but Lamar was rolling her fat nipples
between his fingers causing ripples of pleasure to
course through her body. Lamar continued to
aggressively pinch and pull on Cris' nipples. Pulling
Cris even closer he brought his hand up to her face and
turned her head so he could kiss her.
"Lamar wait," but Cris couldn't finish the sentence.
Lamar's tongue entered her mouth and mixed with hers.
Sucking her tongue into his mouth Cris felt herself
giving into to her lust for the man. Lamar's other hand
disappeared under her blouse and slipped her top of her
breast so that he could fondle her naked breast. Soon
Cris began rationalizing that protected sex with Lamar
just one more time would be harmless. God she was
excited and just like that she made her decision, she
would fuck him.
Cris' chest began heaving as Lamar continued his
ravishment, no doubt Lamar was making Cris very
excited. Steve couldn't believe it, Cris had tried to
resist but now it seemed as if Lamar might actually
succeed in seducing his wife. Steve pulled down his
pants past his knee's to gain better access to his
throbbing prick. Steve was trembling with excitement as
he watched Lamar remove his wife's shorts, Steve had to
purposely slow down the stroking of his dick to keep
from coming.
Gazing down at Cris' naked body Lamar found himself in
rapture. When had he fallen for this woman, when had he
fallen in love. Now it seemed as if Lamar's only goal
was to please Cris in ways she had never experienced.
Lamar kissed his way down to her tits and took the
nipple of her right breast into his mouth sucking
gently at first, then hard. Lamar bit her nipple
playfully and then moved to her left tit. Cris' nipples
had grown thicker and harder and Lamar found her pussy
seriously wet.
Cris was now turning to aggressor. For Cris there was
no more denying her feelings for Lamar. Cris fumbled
with Lamar's shorts spastically as she tried to help
him out of them.
"Easy girl, slow down I'll get them off." Lamar could
feel the urgency in Cris touch and smiled in
satisfaction.
Steve was sweating profusely now, the attic was hot.
Steve moved closer to the vent, first to see if he
could hear better, secondly to breath the cooler air.
Lamar was on his back now and with one swift motion had
removed his shorts. Almost instantly Cris' hand
encircled the ebony shaft and started stroking it. Dam
Steve though, she's done this before. Steve watched as
Cris started kissing her way down Lamar's chest. Cris'
white hand looked small against the huge black cock.
From the vent Steve watched as Cris with her head on
Lamar's stomach let her tongue swipe pre-cum off the
black shaft.
"Baby I like that."
"You do?"
"Oh yeah, suck it Cris, suck it for me baby."
"Hmmmmmm," was all Cris could get out as she tried to
swallow Lamar's cock.
Steve was stunned, and excited beyond belief. Nothing
in his life had prepared him for the rush of orgasm
when Cris lips encircled Lamar's cock. Steve came so
hard he became light headed and still he stroked his
dick. Cum had dribbled over his hand and on to his leg
and pants, but Steve didn't care. Steve just continued
watching and shaking his shriveling dick.
Lamar too was becoming very excited. Cris' mouth was
heaven and for a moment he thought he might just cum in
her mouth, but that wasn't his plan.
"Okay baby come up here." Lamar pulled Cris on top of
him and tried to insert his cock into her pussy.
"Lamar, no the condom's."
Lamar reluctantly slid out from under Cris and fished
the condoms out of his shorts.
"You sure this is necessary baby, I hate these things."
Cris almost hesitated, she liked Lamar a lot, to much,
but she knew it wasn't right, not while she was
married. "Lamar maybe we shouldn't do it at all."
"Lamar could see Cris was slipping away from his grasp
and acted quickly. Slipping the rubber over his swollen
cock head Lamar was surprised to find that the pin
holes were now the circumference of pencil erasers.
Lamar had made several holes and the top of the rubber
looked like a piece of swiss cheese. Hiding the damaged
condom from Cris he quickly rolled over on top of her.
Propping himself up with one arm, Lamar rubbed his cock
head against Cris' saturated cunt. Meeting little
resistance Lamar pushed his cock partially into Cris'
pussy and stopped.
"Tell me girl, how can you say we shouldn't do this.
Admit it, we were made for each other. Look how good we
fit together." As if to add emphasis Lamar raised up
giving Cris a look at his cock as he pushed it deeper.
Cris followed Lamar's lead and looked between her legs.
Lamar was so much bigger than Steve, it was hard not to
agree with Lamar. Cris was certainly infatuated with
Lamar and the sex was incredible. Cris' eye's glazed
over as she had her first orgasm. Lamar had repeatedly
told her in the past that they were made for each
other, right now she felt there was little doubt.
"So am I right?" Lamar started making small circles
with his hips and with each thrust he powered deeper.
Cris could not believe how good Lamar's cock felt
stuffed in her pussy. "Yes, yes your right, god fuck me
you feel so good."
Steve was getting dizzy with the heat, but he couldn't
leave with Lamar and Cris in the house. As the scene
unfolded below Steve prick was getting hard again, but
not with the same intensity as before. Steve pumped his
hardening dick faster. Steve was grateful that Lamar
was using a rubber, grateful that Cris had insisted. At
the same time Steve wasn't as excited as before and he
wasn't exactly prepared for what he was witnessing.
Cris apparently liked sex with Lamar, why hadn't he
seen that coming.
The plan had been to watch them and when they left the
house to walk to the beach he would leave the attic and
grab his car and return. That was impossible now, all
he could do is wait and watch.
"Baby you know I'm crazy about you. I'm going to cum so
hard. I wish I could cum in you." Lamar with a powerful
thrust buried his cock to the hilt, his large balls
slapping up against Cris' ass. Cris winced, but only
momentarily as the brief pain of Lamar's cock against
her cervix was replaced by surging pleasure.
Cris wanted to tell Lamar she wanted to feel him cum in
her too. Some primal instinct wanted to feel her
lover's cum deep in her womb, but she didn't voice her
desire. Cris just wanted more of Lamar and she told him
so.
"Lamar baby fuck me harder. That's it fuck me with your
big cock. God I love your cock, deeper baby, I want you
to cum."
Steve could hardly concentrate. What did Cris say, did
she say she loved him. Steve came again dribbling more
sperm down his leg, just as Lamar plunged his cock to
the hilt.
"I'm going to cum baby so hard, so fucking hard."
At first Cris felt Lamar's cock expand causing her to
cum again. Then she felt what seemed to be sperm
filling her pussy, but at this point she didn't care.
Cris spread her legs wider giving Lamar even greater
access. Cris felt as if she could feel every vein, knot
and protuberance on Lamar's perfect cock. Again as she
held Lamar's body close to hers, she wondered why she
had bothered fighting the feelings she had for Lamar.
Lamar looked down at Cris, their eye's meeting and
exchanging their feelings. Lamar kissed Cris sucking
the breath out of her.
The look on his wife's face said it all, Steve knew in
that instant that Cris had fallen in love with Lamar.
Steve's stomach churned with jealousy, how and when
this could have happened a mystery to him. Steve wanted
to go down and stop the two lovers. Betrayed by Lamar
he wanted to kill the son of a bitch. Unfortunately
their was nothing he could do but watch. What he saw
was no longer his fantasy.
Lamar began to tremble as his orgasm built deep in his
balls. The condom had long since ruptured completely
and was no more than a latex band around his cock. When
Lamar erupted in a massive orgasm there was nothing to
protect Cris' womb from his fertile seed.
Breaking the kiss, Lamar threw caution to the wind and
told Cris how he felt. "Cris god girl I love you so
much."
Cris heard the words but in the throws of an orgasm
could only pull Lamar's face back down to her for
another kiss. Confirmation that she too felt the same
way.
Lamar let out a guttural groan as he plunged his cock
into Cris' cunt and unloaded his sperm directly into
her expanded cervix. Cris felt Lamar cum, so different
from Steve even with a condom on. Cris attributed the
increased moisture to her orgasm, never realizing it
Was Lamar's cum she felt.
Lamar left his cock buried in Cris, not wanting the
pleasure to end. Slowly Lamar returned to the deep
penetrating circular motion he had used before with
Cris.
"Mr. don't you ever get tired."
"No baby not were your concerned. I want you on top
now." With one swift motion Lamar rolled Cris over so
that now she was on top. Cris sat up on top of Lamar
with her hands resting on his chest. Slowly she
continued a rocking motion, with each thrust of her
hips she could feel Lamar's cock getting harder.
For Steve the entire incident had turned into a
nightmare. Steve's harmless fantasy realized, was no
longer any fun. From his vantage point he witnessed the
two lover's orgasm together and now Lamar was fucking
his wife again.
Lamar's cock was shiny with the wetness of his wife's
juices and as Steve watched a strange feeling started
to come over him, it was as if he were watching two
strangers fucking. Steve's shriveled dick once again
began to harden. Another thing was strange, even though
it had become exceedingly hot Steve felt a shiver
course through his body, almost as if he were cold.
Lamar caressed Cris' tits as she closed her eyes and
let the sensations of what she considered the best love
making of her life course through her body. Lamar's
cock head was rubbing up against the bud of her cervix
and Cris was squeezing her cunt muscles around the base
of Lamar's cock as if to milk it.
"Lamar what am I going to do about you. I can't believe
this is happening. I'm married and I think I've fallen
in love with you."
"Cris there's nothing wrong with that girl, it was
meant to be."
Now Lamar's sperm and Cris' juices mixed to coat his
balls and abdomen.
"God Lamar I can't believe how wet you make me." Cris
was still unaware that the rubber had failed. Now as
she experienced another mind blowing orgasm she picked
up speed and began stroking up and down the entire
length of her lovers shaft.
"I'm cumming again Lamar, so hard, oh baby please don't
ever stop."
"I'm cumming too baby, cum with me."
Lamar exploded again in Cris well lubricated pussy.
Cris' pussy already filled to capacity started leaking
cum with every stroke of Lamar's pulsing cock. Even
from his vantage point Steve could see what was
happening. Steve's only concern was cumming with the
two lovers, so holding his breath he pumped his prick
harder.
Cris collapsed in a heap on top of Lamar, breathing
hard, her body covered in perspiration after the
exertion. Lamar too was breathing hard so neither one
heard the thump of Steve's body as he passed out from
the heat.
Cris tried to roll off of Lamar but he prevented her by
wrapping his arms around her and bringing his legs up
between hers.
"Lamar we have to get up, Steve is going to be coming
over soon." Then feeling the tremendous amount of
moisture between them Cris added, "What a mess you made
here Mr., if I didn't know better I'd swear the rubber
broke."
"Would that be so bad. After all didn't you just get
through telling me you loved me."
"Oh Lamar I know I did, but starting off pregnant, that
wouldn't be good."
Cris sat up and as she rolled off looked between her
legs. Lamar's cock was coated with cum and the only
remnants of the condom were a few taters of latex and
the rubber band like edge. As if to accent the
situation Lamar's sperm seemed to stream down her
thigh.
"Oh god Lamar the rubber broke."
Lamar playing dumb acted surprised. "Oh Christ, I
wonder when that happened."
"Lamar it doesn't matter when it happened, it happened,
I'm in my time, what if I get pregnant."
"You could always get an abortion." Lamar threw that in
but knew Cris' feelings on the subject.
"Lamar you don't understand, I couldn't do that. What
am I going to do." Getting up Cris ran into the shower
to wash. Lamar followed her in.
"Girl you know I'll stick by you no matter what. You
know that don't you? I love you Cris."
Cris was besides herself. Cris was already going over
the repercussions of what having Lamar's baby would
bring. Lamar's tenderness and support was exactly what
she needed.
"You mean that Lamar, please tell me you mean that."
"I do baby I do. Don't worry every thing will be fine."
After a quick shower Cris and Lamar downed their suits
and were headed to the beach when Cris decided to call
Steve. Lamar was the first one that heard Steve's phone
playing the Bond theme song. Faint and as if coming
from the bedroom. Both Cris and Lamar entered the room,
but the ringing stopped.
"Ringing stopped."
"Voicemail, I'll dial again."
The ringing started again and sounded as if it were
coming from the vent, when the ringing stopped again
Lamar asked Cris were the attic door was. When Lamar
entered the attic, he found Steve passed out with his
pants down by his knees. Steve's heart rate was rapid
and his skin clammy. Cris who followed Lamar up wasted
little time calling 911.
Chapter 21
Late that night the doctor came out of ER and told Cris
that Steve was going to be fine. Steve had suffered a
heat stroke and was on IV for hydration. Cris was told
she could see Steve but that he would have to spend the
night.
Walking into the room, Steve was the first to speak
when he saw her.
"What happened." Steve wasn't sure exactly what
happened and was hoping that he had worked his way down
from the attic. Steve remembered trying to put on his
pants and then things went black.
"We found you in the attic, don't you remember. Steve
you could have died."
Steve found the rebuke hypocritical, and lashed out.
"You certainly didn't seem to concerned when I last saw
you." There it was out and Steve waited for Cris to
answer.
Lamar was right. While they were waiting, Lamar told
her that when she spoke with Steve he would attempt to
shift the blame. "Cris," Lamar said, "He'll blame you
and he may even try to tell you that he and I conspired
together, but don't believe him. Steve will say
anything to try to explain away the pathetic condition
we found him in, pants down, cum all over him."
"Steve how dare you blame me, this is exactly what you
wanted. What did you think was going to happen, your
suggestions, your movies, your little arrangements so
that Lamar would be alone with me. What do you think
I'm naive."
"No after seeing you today naive isn't the word. How
long have you been fucking him. Did Mr. wonderful tell
you it was his idea."
"Steve do you realize how crazy you sound. Let's see, a
co -worker comes up to you and some how tricks you into
letting him make love to your wife. Steve your
delusional and need help."
"Fuck you Cris, I'm telling you that fucker was in on
it from the beginning."
Their voices raised Lamar heard the commotion and
entered the room.
"Speak of the fucker, Lamar go on and tell her the
truth how you knew I would be at work, how we planned
it all."
"Steve calm down, it's not good for you to be upset."
"Fuck you upset. Don't worry Steve you can trust me,
that's what he told me Cris. I swear to you."
"Steve Lamar is right, now is not the time to discuss
this."
"Right, wouldn't want to keep you from your black dick.
Were are you going to fuck him tonight?"
Just then a nurse walked in. "What's going on here,
this is a hospital."
"We're just leaving Ms." Lamar said in his voice of
reason. "Come on Cris lets go."
"Wait Cris you better not fucking leave with him or
we're through."
"Mr. Harris please calm down, or I will have to call
the doctor. Sir you and the lady should wait out side,
now go."
Lamar took Cris hand and led her towards the door.
"Cris please wait," Steve said, more in control.
Cris hesitated and started to turn back into the room.
Lamar from over her shoulder placed his hands on Cris'
hip's and gave Steve a wink that said I'll be fucking
her later.
"Fuck you." Steve shouted at Lamar.
Cris stopped dead in her tracks, then the nurse
insisted they leave.
Out side of the room Cris could hear the nurse trying
to calm her husband down.
"Lamar what am I going to do, I've never seen Steve
like this and I really can't blame him."
Lamar put his hands around Cris' waist, but she felt
distant.
"Cris you did nothing wrong, it was Steve that put us
together. What happened between us was meant to be.
Don't blame yourself, if anyone is to blame it's me for
falling in love with you. Look there's nothing we can
do here, let him calm down. Once he realizes what he
did, he'll call, now lets go home.
When Lamar dropped Cris off at home he talked her into
disconnecting the phone. "Look it's best if you don't
talk to him tonight, you both need your rest and I'll
call you in the morning." Lamar tried to kiss Cris good
night but she turned away.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow Lamar."
In the car Lamar tried Cris' home number, it was shut
off. Then dialing the hospital he called Steve's room
directly.
"Steve I thought I'd fill you in so you could jerk off
again. Cris and I just got through making love again.
Man I can't thank you enough, she's a great fuck. Oh,
by the way how do you feel about black babies."
"You mother fucker when I get out of here."
"You'll what, listen got to run, Cris is calling me."
The phone went dead. Steve tried his home again, but to
no avail. Climbing out of bed, he lot his balance and
collapsed on the floor in a heap bring the IV tree down
with him. The nurse secured him to the bed for the
remainder of the evening.
Chapter 22
Both Steve and Cris spent a restless night. Cris
feeling guilty about her infidelity, Steve for a
different reason. First the idea that he had been used
by Lamar irked him, but more importantly he was now
genuinely worried about losing Cris and of course
jealous. Steve called his home repeatedly but received
no answer, this only fueled his rage and imagination.
First thing in the morning, hydrated and feeling better
Steve got the doctor to release him. Steve grabbed a
cab immediately for the thirty minute drive.
Cris didn't know what to do , she loved Steve but was
seriously infatuated with Lamar. For Cris, she wasn't
sure if she could stop seeing Lamar and it wasn't just
the sex. Lamar had been right about many things, number
one Steve and his strange perversion and about their
feelings for each other. Part of Cris wanted Lamar, but
Cris' loyalty was with her husband. That morning Cris
dressed and left to get Steve at the hospital. One way
of the other she was determined to keep her marriage.
Had the hospital released Steve minutes earlier Steve
would have had caught Cris at home. Steve saw that Cris
's car was gone and assumed she had spent the night
with Lamar. Steve picked up the phone and called
Lamar's house.
"Lamar I need to speak with Cris."
Thinking fast Lamar said, "Look Steve, maybe now is not
the right time." Lamar got the desired response.
"Listen mother fucker get my wife on the fucking phone
now or else."
"Or else what Steve, your going to come over and hurt
me and Cris. Great I'll just call the police now. You
listen Steve Cris saw you in the addict, you were
pathetic man, passing out after you jerked off."
"Fuck you. Now let me talk to her." Steve heard the
phone click dead. Steve threw the phone across the
room. That fucking bitch I'm in the hospital and that
fucking whore is with her nigger lover. Steve went
ballistic, going to their bedroom he began pulling Cris
cloths out of the draws and closet, then carrying them
outside, threw them on the front lawn.
When Cris found out that Steve had been discharged from
the hospital she immediately called home.
"Steve it's me, you should have called me to say you
were being discharged."
Steve couldn't believe his ears. "Why, did I fuck up
your plans with lover boy. Have you given much thought
to how I'm doing or is fucking that mother fucker all
you care about. Come get your cloths whore want you out
of my house."
"Steve what are you talking about."
"Fuck you Cris." Then Cris heard dial tone.
When Cris pulled up to the house she couldn't believe
her eyes. The humiliation, Cris' cloths were thrown all
over the front yard. trying to compose herself she
pressed the garage door opener but nothing happened.
Parking the car she tried the front door, it was
locked. Cris didn't carry a key, the garage door was
always her way in. Cris rang the bell, no answer.
After several minutes Cris gave up and tried the back
door. Entering the house she found the house dark and
quiet. Cris called out Steve's name but didn't get a
response. Checking room by room Cris entered the study
upon seeing light emanating from the computer monitor.
Cris called out for Steve then entered the room. Cris
approached the computer, when she saw Steve, out cold.
At first Cris panicked, then she smelled the scotch and
saw the empty bottle on the carpet. Steve was in his
jockey's which were pulled down below his balls. Drying
drops of sperm were matted in his pubic hair and on the
screen was a picture. The picture was of a brunette
having sex with a well hung black man. Cris couldn't
believe it, the perverted asshole had wanted her from
the start to have sex with Lamar and now had humiliated
her in front of the entire neighborhood.
Cris left the room, picked up the phone and called
Lamar.
"Hey baby, how you doing this morning ? Did you talk
with Steve?"
"Lamar can you get off work for a few days?"
"What? Yeah sure what do you have in mind?"
"Have you ever been to Key West?"
Chapter 23
Julian was about to get out of the car when Cris pulled
up. Julian decided to talk to Lamar a day early, just
in case he decided to run. A precaution, but probably
not necessary since the guy owned the house and a nice
car. No Lamar would probably pay maybe even more than
he owed if their were delays.
Watching Cris get out of the car he admired the woman.
Long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail, no make up
and beautiful. Nice ass too, he remarked to himself as
he watched her pulling cloths haphazardly from the car.
Fuck was she moving in, complications, Julian hated
those. Reminding himself to be patient, Julian tried to
figure out what to do next.
Not once in the last few days had Ann mentioned getting
back her money from Lamar. She was only interested in
revenge, that was to be Julian's pay. Not bad when you
considered the fact that he was now spending all his
time with Ann. Ann was a fantastic fuck with great
taste in other women. Julian had given up trying to
figure out if Ann liked women more than men. Julian
didn't care, as long as he got his money and a little
trim on the side.
Cris appeared outside again this time with Lamar in
tow. they were getting some more cloths out of the car
when Julian approached them.
"Hi Lamar, your Cris right." Julian grinned at the
startled look on Lamar's face and his defensive stance.
"Hey what happening." Lamar said at a loss for words.
"Cris you remember me Julian."
Cris became conscious of Julian staring at her breasts.
"Yes, the other day at my house and at the club."
"Right, you guy's having a garage sale or something."
"Julian I thought you were going to come by a little
latter this week."
"I know Lamar, just came by to say hello, is this a bad
time."
"Yeah you could say that," Lamar indicating with his
head at the pile of cloths in the back seat.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later then, Cris always a
pleasure." Then Julian handed Lamar a card. "That's my
cell number give me a call tonight or tomorrow." More
of an order than a request, Julian walked back to his
car.
The big man still walking away as Cris turned to Lamar.
"Julian seems like a nice guy, but there's something
about him that's different. I hope I didn't ruin any
plans you might of had with him." Cris had said nothing
to Lamar about what had happened, only that she had
found her cloth all over the front yard. Emotionally
Cris was furious and disgusted with Steve. Thank god
Lamar true to his word was there for her.
"Just an old friend and no we didn't have any plans.
Now lets get the rest of your cloths inside." Lamar
waited till Julian drove off. Dam the man had nearly
fucked things up, just a few more days with Cris and
things would be perfect.
Lamar didn't know what had happened between Cris and
Steve. Clearly she had moved out, now he would have to
find the way to delicately ask her for some money.
"Lamar I want you to know this is only temporary, I'll
find a place as soon as we get back from the Key's."
Taking Cris in his Arm's, Lamar said, "not if I can
help it." Lamar kissed her and when Cris broke the
kiss, she started unfastening his jeans.
"Now that was the right thing to say Mr. Dubois." Cris
knelt down and took Lamar's semi hard cock into his
mouth. Slowly Cris stroked his cock hard, fascinated by
Lamar's hardness and size. Lovingly Cris tongued the
pre cum from the slit of his cock.
Lamar was looking down at Cris as she licked his cock.
the woman was a natural and beautiful to boot. Cris was
staring up at him smiling as her tongue flicked out to
tease him again.
"You like my chocolate cock."
"Hmmmmmm," Cris moaned as her mouth opened wide to
engulf Lamar's cock. Cris stroked Lamar's magnificent
cock with both hands, her pussy getting wetter with
every stroke. Looking up at Lamar he had closed his
eyes and was gently rocking his hips to her stroking.
Cris was gratified to the point of cumming, just with
the thought she was pleasing Lamar.
"Baby you keep that up and I'm going to cum."
Stopping for only a moment Cris caught Lamar's eye's
and said, "I want you to cum, I want to please you, I
want to please you like no woman has ever pleased you."
Then with a wicked grin Cris continued sucking Lamar's
cock.
Lamar felt the cum boiling up from his balls, as he
placed his hands behind Cris' head and pushed his cock
deeper into his mouth.
"That right baby, oh that feels good, very good. I'm
glad you like doing this cause I'm going to give you
plenty of practice. Oh here it comes, suck it baby, eat
me up, swallow it all."
Cris didn't need any encouragement, she wanted to savor
all the cum Lamar could pump , she wanted to do
everything in her power to show Lamar how much she
cared for him. As the first jets of sperm pulsed into
her mouth she hungrily swallowed every drop.
Lamar was racked with an intense orgasm, fuck this
woman could flat suck cock. Lamar could feel Cris hands
tighten on his shaft as she milked the remaining drops
of cum from his swollen prick. Licking the last drop
off the slit of his cock, Cris looked up.
"Good?"
"Oh yeah, you'll do." Lamar laughed, "baby you'll do
nicely."
"Ann this is Julian, I talked to our boy just now. No
he hasn't paid me yet but he will. On another note you
remember asking me about getting even. Well I think I
know the way."
To be continued...
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