0 comments/ 444020 views/ 106 favorites Lamar's Game Pt. 01 By: suewatcher Chap. 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 employees 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 your 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. Chap.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's 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's 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." "Your 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 your 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 mezmorized by Cris dark eye's 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 your giving your first class." Cris's dark brown eye's inadvertently gave 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 eye's. "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 guy's 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 harbored 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 cotrary it was her friend who took every oppertunity 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 disapointed 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, lets 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. Your 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's 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's 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. Laying 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's 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's 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. Chap. 2 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 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's 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's legs. Cris's slit was still wet from the shower and Steve' met little resistance as his fingers spread the fo;ds of her cunt lips. "What's got into you mister?" Steve already deeply involved in his fantasy, could only moan, as he took Cris's nipple in his mouth. In Steve's mind it was Lamar sucking on Cris's nipple now. Steve could feel his penis getting hard as Cris responded to his sucking. Cris's 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's 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 know 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's 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's 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's 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. Lamar's Game Pt. 01 Amanda was Cris's 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. chap. 3 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 know 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'c 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 eye's 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 cuming 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 picked her up from school, by force, 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. Chap.4 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's 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. Chap. 5 "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." Chap 6 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's 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's 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." Lamar's Game Pt. 01 "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's 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." "Your 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's 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. Chap. 7 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 abd Steve watched his wife undress. "What no hello." "I'm sorry I just want to get out of these gym cloths and shower." Cris's 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's 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." Chap 8 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." "Your 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 the previous question, 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." Chap 9 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 tight's 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's 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. Lamar's Game Pt. 01 "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's tanned thighs. ON screen the black man had lifted the blond'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 were into heavy kissing and unlike the cable movies, genuinely appeared to be getting into each other. Steve placed his hand on Cris's 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's 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's 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's 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'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's 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 cuming. 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 ws cuming 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's 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. Chap.10 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." Chap.9 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's womanhood filled the air. Steve's dick became hard. Gently, Steve began shaving off the neatly trimmed bush. Steve gently moved Cris's labia from side to side as he trimmed around her thick cunt lips. Moisture rapidly collected around the opening to Cris's vagina. A sigh escaped Cris's lips as Steve let his fingers brush across her clit. Steve wiped the rest of the foam away, all the while massaging Cris's clit. Cris leaned forward and placing her hands on the bach of Steve's head, urging him closer to her pussy. Steve moved closer noting the gathering moisture on Cris's pussy. then he let his tongue flick out so that he barely Brushed Cris's 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. Chap.11 On the drive over to the club Cris shifted in her seat. Although she had tried to remove the wetness between her legs, Cris's 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's 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 harding 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 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's 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 gracfully 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, ther was something about him that was diffrent. Julian smiled at her again and raised a glass in a toast like manned. Caught stairing Cris quikly 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." Lamar's Game Pt. 01 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's 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 your 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 her's 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's 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's 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's 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. Chap.12 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's 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's 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's 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's nipples. They protruded more than half an inch and were very thick. Lamar loved thick nipples. Pressing his cock against Cris's 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." "Your 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 arm's. 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's 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's 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 cuming 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's 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's eye's as he drove another two inches into Cris's 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's 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's pussy was tight and lamar could feel her muscles contracting around his cock, the feeling was fantastic. Cris's 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 cuming, 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's 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's 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's 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's 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's 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... Lamar's Game Pt. 02 Chap 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's 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 were 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 laying 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's 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's cum soaked pussy, his thumb still rubbing Cris's 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. Your 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 gona 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's 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 knee's 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's white hands were pressing up against his chest for support. The contrast of her hand's 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's eye's 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's 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 cuming in her again, brought another orgasm. "Oh Lamar I'm cuming 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, oh fuck me hard, that is 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's 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 arm's 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. Chap. 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's 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 husbands 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 boxer's. 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 eye's 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. Chap. 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. Chap. 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. Lamar's Game Pt. 02 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's 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's ear. The kiss sent shock waves coursing through Cris's 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's cunt was awash with her lubricant as Lamar massaged her clit. When Lamar positioned himself between Cris's 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's 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. "Dam 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 cuming. "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's 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 breast's. 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 , froze 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 write out." Cris felt nude in front of Julian. The big black man had disrobed her with his eye's. 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. Chap. 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 breast's. 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 eye's 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. Chap. 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 husbands 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 fantasized 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. Chap 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." "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." Lamar's Game Pt. 02 "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 help 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's 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 eye's 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. Chap 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's 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's mind raced with thoughts of Lamar. What if she were already pregnant with his child, it was a possibility, though remote. Steve hand's 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's 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's magnificent body. Steve lets go to the room."Cris wanted to feel her husbands 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's parted legs and found her slit wet and ready, with little ceremony Steve mounted her. Steve's dick easily slid into Cris's 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's 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's 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 cuming. 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's pussy to the brim. Cris had felt Steve accelerate his pumping motion, a precursor to his cuming. 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's 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's 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's 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 condom's 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. Chap 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's protests and let his hands move up to cup her breast's. 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's 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's 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's 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 tit's 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's 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. Lamar's Game Pt. 02 "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's 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's 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's 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's saturated cunt. Meeting little resistance Lamar pushed his cock partially into Cris's 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's 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 harding 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's 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's 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's 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 lovers 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's 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's 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 cuming again Lamar, so hard, oh baby please don't ever stop." "I'm cuming too baby, cum with me." Lamar exploded again in Cris well lubricated pussy. Cris's 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 cuming 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's 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 sa 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. Chap 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's 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's 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's 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. Chap 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's 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 have 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 eye's. The humiliation, Cris's 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's Game Pt. 02 "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?" Chap 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 breast's. "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 eye's and was gently rocking his hips to her stroking. Cris was gratified to the point of cuming, 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's 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... Lamar's Game Pt. 03 Lamar had just received one of the best blow jobs of his life. "Dam girl that was hot." Lamar stood Cris up, and pulled her on to the bed. "Take your cloths off girl." "You want more Lamar?" "Oh yeah." "I take it your not in a hurry to get to the Key's." Cris pulled her blouse over her head. "The Key's can wait, first I have to have me some of that fine pussy of yours." Cris rolled over on her back and lifting her legs squirmed out of her jeans. Quickly removing her panties, she rolled over on her side and gently began stroking Lamar's cock and balls. "Lamar I can't believe this, everything has happened so fast. Just a few weeks ago I was a happily married woman and now look at me." "Baby you just thought you were happily married, cause you never had a black man before." "Really, you mean any black man could satisfy me just like you do." Cris started laughing. "No and don't you get no idea's, I just mean any black man would have been better than that husband of yours, by the way what happened today. You talked with Steve, what happened." "Nothing that I want to talk about, that's ancient history now." "Okay, so are you two finished." "Yes, does that scare you, I'm free now, any second thoughts?" "No." Lamar admired Cris's body as he gently cupped her breast and rolled her thick brown nipple between his fingers. Cris was his now, suddenly, and Lamar thought about that. Now that the chase was over, the game done, some of the excitement was diminished. Cris was still beautiful, a great conquest, yet something was missing now. As if she could read his thoughts Cris asked. "Lamar do you love me?" "Yes." "You sure." "Girl you insecure." "Well lets see, just left my husband, I might be pregnant and no place to live, did I leave anything out?" "Cris I told you not to worry, you can stay here. Besides girl, you have a checking account don't you, savings too?' "Yes." Lamar let his hand drift down to Cris pubic mound. Slowly he let his finger drift over Cris's budding clitoris. Cris shuddered and opened her legs inviting Lamar to touch her further. "How much do you think you have?" Cris had reached down to grasp Lamar's cock and his touch was making it difficult to think. "A thousand or two in checking. Almost thirty-five thousand in savings, why." "I'll tell you later." Lamar kissed Cris and pushed two fingers deep into her wet pussy. Lamar found himself getting hard again. Great he thought, enough money to pay the big fucker and then some. Then he pulled Cris on top as he rolled on to his back. Instinctively Cris reached between her legs and guided Lamar's cock into her wet slit. Cris reveled in the pleasure she received by rubbing Lamar's big cock head between the folds of her pussy lips. Between Lamar's pre-cum and her wetness his cock slipped into place easily. Cris had learned to relax with Lamar, she had gotten comfortable with his size and now couldn't get enough it seemed. Pushing down with her weight in a rapid succession of strokes, she had managed to bury his big black cock to the hilt. The fit was perfect and slowly she began grinding her cunt against his abdomen. With each rocking of her hips she could feel Lamar's cock head rubbing up against the nub of her cervix. "You like this black cock don't you?" "Oh yes baby." "You want me to cum in you don't you?" "Yes if you want to Lamar, I want you to." Cris was his, Lamar knew it. Eye's closed, biting her lip, Cris was very sexy. Lamar enjoyed the snug feel of Cris"s pussy and pondered a permanent relationship. What would it be like, just one woman, maybe kids. Lamar found himself in something of a conundrum. One part of him deeply cared for Cris, the other, warned him not to become to involved, that life would become mundane, ordinary. Cris's gushing orgasm brought him back to reality. Lamar's balls and abdomen were suddenly wet with Cris's cum. Dam he had never met a woman who would get so wet. Reaching around Cris's ass, Lamar wet his finger with her lubricant and then inserted his index finger in Cris's tight little butt. Cris was already in the throws of an explosive orgasm when Lamar began finger fucking her ass. The pleasure was exquisite. Cris could hardly contain herself as Lamar started talking to her. "Girl you like that don't you, you like my finger up your ass. I bet you'd like me to fuck you in the ass. Tell me is that what you want." Cris had never really given it much thought until Lamar had mentioned it. Cris found she loved the sensation. Lamar began working a second finger into her rectum. Cris felt the second penetration and immediately came. "Oh god I don't know what feels better. Fuck me baby, fuck my pussy, fuck my ass." "Cris I'm not wearing a rubber." "I know,"Cris said breathlessly. Cris was past caring. Lamar was amazed at how easily his finger's slid in and out of Cris's ass. Burying both fingers as deeply as possible Lamar began pulling up on Cris's ass with each stroking of his cock. The effect on Cris was predictable as she moaned with pleasure. "I'm getting close girl, so fucking close. I want you to turn over baby I want to fuck your ass." Cris stopped moving, unsure about Lamar's request. Lamar's two fingers were one thing, his cock another. Rolling over on her stomach, Cris offered up her ass to Lamar. "Go easy baby, I'm never done this before." Lamar's cock was coated with Cris's lubricant. Spitting on his hand Lamar worked his two fingers back into Cris's tight little rectum then with a reaming motion pumped two fingers in and out several times in order to prepare Cris for his cock. Lamar then removed his fingers and placed his cock head into the gaping hole created by his fingers. "Oh Lamar easy, easy." "Relax girl just relax." Cris began to relax and as she did Lamar's cock head slipped past the tight ring of her rectum. the penetration was like nothing she had ever experienced. Cris's entire body convulsed as Lamar drove his cock deep into her ass. Cris moved her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit furiously. Lamar was taking her places that quite frankly she had never imagined in her wildest fantasy. Lamar was taking measured strokes slowly driving his cock deeper with each movement. The tightness of her anus was driving Lamar wild as he tried to hold back his orgasm. Lamar realized then that he had created a bit of a sex monster. The innocent little wife he had met at the gym just weeks before was now using every orifice on her body to please him and herself. "God I love your cock Lamar, it feels so fucking good. Oh that is so good fuck me harder baby, fuck my ass. I'm cuming Lamar ,ohhhhhhhh god." "I'm cuming too, Fuck god dam." Lamar exploded deep in Cris bowels. Forcing himself deeper with every ejaculation. Lamar could feel the contractions of Cris's rectum as she spasmed in orgasm. Finally Lamar, spent, rolled over and pulled out of Cris, leaving a gaping whole filled with sperm. "Dam girl, that was some good booty." "You liked that?" "Yeah girl, how about you?" "That was my first time and yes I liked it, I liked it a lot honey." Cris was still deep in the afterglow of the multiple orgasms she had just experienced. Cris rubbed her fingers across Lamar's nipples. No one had ever made Cris feel like that. "Cris you need to get that money out of your bank and to a safe place." "What?" "I'm assuming Steve threw you out of the house. Next he will take your money girl, get real, you better put it in a safe place. "I guess I could open a new account and put half in there." "Right and then Steve's lawyers would get a court order and freeze your money, then guess what no house, no money. that's the way it works." "What do you think I should do?" "I know what you should do, listen." By the time the couple were on the way to the Key's, Lamar convinced Cris that it was in her best interest to withdraw all the money and place it in his checking account for safe keeping. Thirty-two thousand dollars and change less than half of what Lamar needed, a start. Glancing over at Cris he watched her. Cris was basking in the sun that was coming through the sunroof, wind blowing her long dark hair. Lamar justified taking Cris's money, though this time it felt different. With Ann he felt he disserved it, the bitch had gotten what she wanted and at the end she had become more demanding. Ann changed almost overnight from a meek innocent white woman, to a woman who wanted things her way or fuck you. Cris was different, hell they were starting a family. Later that afternoon Steve woke with a splitting headache. Bits and pieces of the events of the previous days began filtering back into his mind. Fuck what have i done he wondered as he went to the front door and cracked it open. The heat and bright son causing him to squint as he looked out on the front yard. Cris cloths were gone. Fuck. Closing the door Steve walked back to the bedroom and checked Cris things. Much of her clothing was missing and so was her jewelry. Cris had been home. Steve then checked the bathroom, dam even her bath stuff was missing. Steve showered and drove over to Lamar's home. What exactly he would do was undetermined, the main thing was to get Cris back, no matter what that entailed. Arriving at Lamar's, Steve rang the bell, then banged on the door. With no answer, Steve walked around to the garage and peered through the window. Cris's car was parked inside, the Porsche missing. Cris was with Lamar, fuck. Steve called work, Lamar would be out for a week. Steve didn't know what to do so he drove back to Lamar's and waited out front. Steve waited the best part of the day for his wife and Lamar to return. For sure Steve was still angry with Cris, but that anger had softened considerably. Now that the idea he might loose his soul mate for good was beginning to sink in, he realized her new found lover was just as much his fault if not more. So Steve decided to wait in front of Lamar's no matter how long it took. Lamar had never been to the Key's before, the beach wasn't really his thing. Still it was hard not to argue that the car ride was like a sea cruse. With bridge after bridge, it was after all island hoping. The four hour ride in the Porsche passed quickly. Off season, the couple found a charming little cottage with it's own garden for the next few days and settled in. The couple didn't even wait to unpack before making love. It was in the shower after that first session that Cris noticed the small trickle of blood. The weight of the world seemed to have been lifted off her shoulders, her period had begun. Jumping on the bed, with nothing but a towel rapped around her Cris was beaming. "Lamar honey guess what, my friend paid me a visit." "What are you talking about girl?" "My period, it just started." Cris thought Lamar would be happy but the serious look he gave said otherwise. "Lamar , you are not happy, why?" "I was getting use to the idea I was going to be a father." Lamar was really thinking that this put Steve back in the game, things would have been easier if she were pregnant. "Oh baby, I didn't realize, but it really is better this way, no pressure." "Of course your right Cris." "At first I thought you were upset because we wouldn't be able to make love for the next five days." "Well now that you mention it." "Lamar baby, there are other places you can put it in remember." Lamar smiled. "That's my girl, get over here and get rid of the towel." The couple spent the next four days in the Key's. Cris was getting more and more comfortable with Lamar. Lamar was smart, a bit serious, but extremely sexy, Cris couldn't help falling for him. Cris also grew to like the attention the couple caused when they walked into a room. Cris knew she was attractive, but now it seemed as if every man in the room was admiring her. Cris noticed the women staring too, was it envy, Cris wasn't sure, but she liked those looks too. Then there was the sex, god the sex was good. Cris found she liked sucking Lamar's cock so much she would literally cum at the taste of Lamar's sperm. Plus if some one would have told Cris one month ago she would love anal sex, she would have thought them crazy. Lamar over the next five days would repeatedly fuck Cris in the ass and she loved it. During that time Cris wondered on several occasions about how Steve was doing. Steve had been calling her cell phone hourly. Lamar had told her not to listen to his ranting, but Cris outside Lamar's presence did listen to her husbands pleas. Half the time he would yell obscenities the rest of the time beg her to come home. Cris's anger had subsided with the passage of time and now Cris found she missed her husband's conversation and his ability to make her laugh. At the same time she was sure that Steve was still angry and that the best thing for both of them was to spend some time apart. The couple returned home on the fifth day. Pulling up in front of his home Lamar and Cris found Steve waiting in his car. "Lamar stay in the car, I need to talk to him." "Cris let me call the police." Lamar picked up his cell phone. "Lamar please don't, let me talk to him for just a minute. Believe me everything will be alright." Cris got out of the car the same time that Steve did. Cris couldn't believe Steve appearance. Steve hadn't shaved in a week and looked as if he'd been sleeping in his cloth for a couple of days. Steve's face was drawn and he had definitely lost some weight. Cris heart went out to him. Cris was about to tell him how sorry she was when Steve exploded. "Were the fuck have you been, I've been waiting here for you, for days, why don't you answer the fucking phone huh, to busy fucking your nigger." "Steve closed the distance between them so fast it surprised Cris. Steve grabbed Cris's wrist and began pulling her to his car. "Steve wait what are you doing." "Taking you the fuck home," Steve roared. Cris started pulling back against Steve when suddenly Lamar streaked into her view striking Steve viciously in the back of his head. Steve instantly released his grip and went face down into the driveway. The fall causing more damage than the punch. "Go inside Cris." "Lamar don't , please don't," but before Cris could finish her sentence Lamar kicked Steve in the ribs as Steve was trying to get up. Steve collapsed on the lawn. Cris was going to Steve's assistance when Lamar took her into his arms. Cris struggled to get free. "Lamar let me go, he's hurt." "Cris stop, stop right now. The guy is crazy Cris, I didn't hurt him, I was afraid for you now lets go inside. Cris was about to protest when a police car came screeching to a stop in front of the house. "You alright lady," the police officer asked as he jumped out of the car. "Yes." Lamar quickly explained as the second officer attended to Steve. Steve was in a daze and bleeding from the nose and mouth. The officer started handcuffing Steve when Cris protested. Finally Cris was able to persuade Lamar not to press charges for trespassing and assault. The police released Steve, but not before warning Steve to stay away from Cris and Lamar. Cris watched Steve drive away, holding his t-shirt to his bloody nose and mouth. Steve gave Cris a look of dejection and resignation. Lamar pulled Cris away from the door and took her into his arms. "Don't worry baby everything will be alright." Lamar could feel Cris chest heave against his as she broke down in tears. "Lamar I've hurt him so bad, I never meant to hurt him like that." Cris couldn't see Lamar smiling as he squeezed her tight. "Don't worry girl I'm right here with you and I'm not going anywhere." Once inside Cris thanked Lamar for not having Steve arrested. "He was so crazy Lamar, what have I done, Steve hates me, my family, everyone hates me." "Baby don't say that, I love you and your family will come around." "You think so." "Sure they will and soon." Lamar held Cris close, stroking her back. "Lamar my period is over, make love to me please, I need you so bad." "Girl all you have to do is ask." Lying on her back, cum trickling from her open slit, Cris promised herself she would go home and retrieve her diaphragm. Cris still wanted a child, her biological clock was ticking and she felt it's overwhelming urges, but now was not the time. Steve drove home packed a bag and jumped into his car. Stopping at an ATM Steve tried to withdraw some money but the account balance was less than fifty dollars. Steve then stopped at the bank to check on the savings account, it too had been ransacked. Cris evidently had made her decision, broken Steve decided the best thing for him to do was visit his younger brother in Gainesville. "Andrew it's Steve you mind if I come up to stay for awhile. No she won't be with me. Long story. Bro those Gator coeds, they back on campus. Great man. I'll see you in a couple." It was three days later when Julian surprised Lamar in the parking lot, just as Lamar got out of his car to go to his office. Pinning him against the garage wall, Lamar was helpless. "Hey mother fucker, how come you didn't call me." "I,"was all Lamar managed to say, before Julian banged Lamar's head against the concrete. Lamar dizzy would have fallen but for Julian holding him up by his lapels. "You aren't fucking with me are you, cause I don't like it when people fuck with me, now were is my fucking money." Lamar could hardly talk. "I got a check right here man, a check for thirty." "You fucken think I'm a dumb fuck don't you." Julian tightened his grip on Lamar's coat, at the same time lifting Lamar on to his toes. "Wait, wait, I'll get you cash I have thirty now and I'll get the rest for you, but I need time." "That's what I like to see cooperation. Were is the money?" "The bank." "Good lets take my car, that way you don't get lost on the way." Since returning from the Key's Cris had made several calls to Steve, left messages and even went by the house. Steve was gone. Steve's work didn't know were he was and could only relay the fact that he was on an extended leave of absence. Cris even called Steve's brother Andrew, who informed Cris not to call back, because Steve didn't want to talk to her. Cris thought about driving up to Gainesville to see Steve, but was afraid to tell Lamar. Lamar had checked her cell phone history and when he discovered she had been calling Steve he went ballistic. "When Cris called her parents she found out that Steve's sister had already called. Jane, the bitch had given her mother all the sordid details. For twenty minutes she tried to explain, but her parents would hear nothing of her explanation. "Call Steve, tell him you made a mistake, for god sake beg him, you've lost your mind." How could she tell her parents her husband was in the attic jerking off while she was fucking her black lover. Needless to say the conversation was a disaster. Cris was also getting pressure from Lamar to avoid all contact with Steve. "How can you love me and call that pervert Cris. Look," Lamar said "when you thought you were pregnant, oh boy, you couldn't get enough of me, now the story is changing. If you talk with Steve then just get your shit and get out." Cris was devastated by Lamar's attitude. Cris remembered how she felt when she thought she was pregnant. Lamar had said he would stand by her no matter what happened. Lamar had been true to his word at least Cris thought so. Now it seemed she was hurting the one person who had been there for her. In any event on the same day Lamar made his trip to the bank with Julian, Cris was served with divorce papers. Steve was making Cris's choice easy. Late that afternoon Lamar's secretary informed him that there was a Ann Wiles waiting to see him. Learning Ann was alone Lamar agreed to see her. Lamar's Game Pt. 03 "Hello Lamar how are you." Ann was wearing a white sun dress, cut low in front and showing lot's of cleavage. A lot more than Lamar remembered. "Ann I saw your boy this morning, I should have the rest of your money in a week or two. So what do you want." "Do you need more time Lamar?" Lamar looked Ann over again, the woman looked better than ever. Tanned and very fit, very fuckable. Ann caught Lamar's look and gave him a Sharon Stone leg crossing. "Ann I can't believe you, first you send that nigger after me, then you come in here like nothing has happened." "I miss you Lamar, that's all." Ann caught Lamar completely off guard. Lamar had wondered if she still had feelings for him. Maybe he could play Ann into giving him more time. "I'm sorry Ann things turned out like they did." "You mean the part were you left me or the part were you took off with my money." "Ann I really did mean to call you." Ann uncrossed and crossed her legs again. "Right." Ann tried to sound indignant. Lamar loved the game and he felt himself getting hard. "Seriously, some shit happened and I had to spend some of the money, gambling. I'm sorry, but after that I figured you would be pissed and well I didn't call." "Lamar you should of know I could never be angry with you. Lamar I love you." What did she ever see in Lamar, Ann couldn't believe the ego Lamar was sporting. Ann continued the play, Lamar she could see was biting hook, line, and sinker. Lamar couldn't believe his good fortune, maybe there was a way to get out of paying Ann off completely. "You mean you could forgive me Ann." Lamar stood up and walked around to the back of Ann's chair. "Lamar you should of called me." Lamar placed his hands on Ann's shoulders. Gently he began massaging Ann. "God Ann I forgot how beautiful you are." Leaning over Lamar whispered in Ann's ear. "You know for what it's worth I really did miss you and all those good times we had." For a moment Ann had to remind herself what the bastard had put her through. One thing for sure Lamar hadn't lost his touch. "You mean that Lamar." Lamar let his hands slide down to the top of Ann's dress. Not meeting resistance Lamar slipped his hands between Ann's dress and cupped her large tits. Ann let out a sigh of total surrender as Lamar pinched and pulled her fat hard nipples. "I like your tits Ann, their beautiful." Acting as if she were about to cum, Ann just moaned. "Open your legs for me Ann and pull your skirt back." Fuck she was as hot for him as ever, thought Lamar as he watched Ann pull back her dress. Ann's vulva was almost black against her olive skin. Ann's pussy was perfectly bare and beads of moisture flashed in the light as she spread her legs wide. Instinctively Ann slid her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit. "You always did know what I liked girl." Ann had to admit she missed Lamar. "Your not worried some one might come in." "Your right, let me lock the door." When Lamar turned around to face Ann again, she had moved. Ann was sitting on the edge of his desk, legs spread wide. Ann's face was twisted in a grimace as she rubbed her clit furiously. "Come here Lamar, I want you to fuck me, it's been a long time." One thing about Ann she had definitely learned how to push Lamar's buttons. Lamar wasted little time dropping his trousers in front of Ann's open legs. Taking his long black cock Lamar started rubbing the head of his cock against Ann's slit. "Ohh that feels good Mr, it's been a long time. Have you missed my pussy sugar." Ann's southern accent always seemed strange to Lamar given the fact Ann was Jewish. Lamar had worked the head of his cock into Ann's super saturated cunt. Slowly he pushed his cock in deeper. "What cat got your tongue." "This sweet pussy of your's has got me baby." "That's what I like to hear my black man say, you are my black man aren't you sugar." Lamar could feel Ann's cunt muscles expertly milking his cock, the feeling was prodigiously good. "Oh yeah that feels so good." "Then fuck me Lamar, fuck me with that big cock of yours honey." "Shhhhh girl not so loud." "Then fuck me harder Lamar, fuck me." Then Ann let loose with a loud scream as she came. "Oh yeah I'm cuming sugar. Yes, yes, yes, harder. Ann began to buck as papers fell off of Lamar's desk. Ann wanted to stress Lamar and her vocalization was having the desired effect. Lamar came hard in spite of the fact that everyone in the office had heard Ann's orgasm. At the same time Lamar pumped his cock in and out of Ann's gash at a torrid pace. Sperm filling her vagina to capacity. Ann pulled Lamar's face to hers and they kissed. The intercom buzzed and Lamar signaled Ann to remain quite. Lamar's secretary was just checking with Lamar to make sure everything was alright. Hell Lamar was already the talk of the office, with what had happened with Steve and Cris, now this. Turning to Ann who was straitening her dress he asked, "So were are you staying Ann?" Testing the water Ann said,"with you sugar." "Ann you can't, I mean now is not a good time." Ann could see Lamar was uncomfortable. Ann knew why, but she wanted Lamar to squirm. "Don't tell me you've fallen in love with someone Lamar, not you." "I am involved Ann." "Really, I thought you told me you missed me. You living with some one." "Sort of." "Does she know about you Lamar, about your past." "What are you getting at Ann?" Ann retrieved a handkerchief from her purse and lifting her skirt placed it against her sopping slit. "God it's a good thing I'm on birth control sugar, I forgot just how much you cum. That girl, Cris is her name right? She moved in with you already. Her poor, poor, husband. She got a taste of black cock and now he's history, huh?" Lamar realized Ann had been talking with Julian. Smiling at Ann's perceptiveness Lamar answered, "I guess you could say so." "This girl Cris, I hear she's quite attractive." "Yes, Ann she is." "When can I meet her." Lamar didn't want to fuck things up with Ann, he was sure given a little time he could talk her out of the money. At the same time he didn't want to jeopardize his relationship with Cris. "I'm not sure." "Sugar, Julian told you about those awful check forging allegations my awful husband wants to bring. I hope to goodness it don't cost you this job and that woman of yours." Losing his temper for the first time Lamar fumed. "Ann you know that's a bunch of shit." "I know that sugar, I know. remember that little blonde co-ed from Duke you seduced, remember how much fun we had with her. Let's put all this awful money stuff behind us Lamar. I just want to spend some time with you sugar even if it means sharing." Ann was running her long nails up and down Lamar's neck eliciting goose bumps as she spoke. Lamar often thought about that young blonde Karen. The nights the three of them had spent together had been electrifying. Lamar's cock started to stir again. Perhaps there was a way Lamar could have Cris and Ann's money, after all Ann could teach Cris a few things. "Ann you know I really did miss you." Lamar slid his hand up between Ann's legs and watched her close her eye's as he dipped two fingers in her cum soaked pussy. Satisfied he could control Ann, they made plans for Cris's seduction. "Amanda you mean your husband knows about Rodney." Cris hadn't spoke to Amanda in some time and wanted to catch up on things. "Yes and he's not to happy, but fuck the bastard." "Christ Amanda what are you going to do?" "Good question girlfriend, Rodney is great in bed, but currently out of work. That apartment of his is temporary at best. How about you and Lamar, things good?" "Things have been happening so fast, you know I thought I was pregnant for awhile. Lamar was the best, very supportive. You know Lamar was genuinely upset when I gave him the news that I wasn't pregnant. He really wants to start a family." "Wow I didn't realize you guys were so serious. Cris I saw Steve last night at Ric's, he was with someone. They were going at it pretty good. Steve saw me, but didn't say hello." "Who was it Amanda?" Cris for the first time in her life felt the sting of jealously. "That girl from the gym Debbie. Honestly I don't know what he sees in her, just another bottle blond bimbo." "Well I hope he's happy." Cris really didn't mean it, but what else could she say. "So what are you doing tonight." "I don't know. Lamar called and told me an old friend of his came into town and needs a place to stay for a couple of days. Anyway don't stay a stranger, lets go out soon." Hanging up Cris began straighten the guest room for Lamar's friend. When Lamar walked in from the garage Cris was sure the surprise had registered on her face. There before her stood a beautiful woman, Mediterranean in looks, who spoke with a bit of a Southern draw. Lamar introduced the women and indicated that Ann would be staying for a few days. That evening the three of them went to dinner and had a few drinks. Cris had been apprehensive at first, Ann was very beautiful. Cris had wondered if Lamar and Ann had some type of history, but Lamar assured her that was not the case. According to Lamar and later confirmed by Ann, Ann had married a dear friend of Lamar's who had died in a car wreck several months before. Ann was now looking for work and a place to stay. The next morning Lamar went to work leaving the two women home alone. Cris an early riser was surprised to find Ann already up and brewing coffee. The two had hit it off the previous night. The two women even stayed up after Lamar had gone to bed and had a couple of glasses of wine. Unfortunately Cris was a little hung over as a result of the liquor. "Good morning Cris, how about some coffee." "That's sweet, but I don't know if it will help." "What's a matter sugar a little hung over." "Oh yeah." "I saw some tomato juice, do you have any vodka." "Oh no Ann not this early." "Why not, you told me last night you don't work and you have nothing planned for the day. Honey Let Ann make you one of her famous Bloody Mary's and I promise you'll feel lots better." "Alright you talked me into it. I think Lamar keeps the liquor in that cabinet over there." Cris watched Ann move around the kitchen as she made the drinks. Cris hadn't noticed Ann's body last night. Ann had dressed in a rather conservative pant suit. Now walking around in nothing but a workout t-shirt and panties Cris couldn't help but notice how beautiful and well maintained Ann's body was. Catching Cris's look Ann asked coyly, "something wrong sugar?" "You work out a lot?" "A little." "Your in great shape Ann. Easy on that vodka girlfriend." "Thank you. That's what makes my Mary's so good. What do you say we go out by the pool, it's beautiful out." Grabbing their drinks the two women went out by the pool. Cris had on one of Lamar's basketball jerseys on and a pair of his boxers. Sitting down Ann returned the compliment. "I see you hit the gym a lot. That figures, Lamar loves to work out, is that were you two met." "I do and your right on the second count." The conversation between the two women came easy. Cris felt as thought Ann were an old best friend. Half way through the third drink Ann stood up exclaiming that it was getting warm. Ann then preceded to pull her t-shirt over her head. Shaking out her long hair, Ann looked at Cris. "You don't mind do you, it's so beautiful out, isn't it." "Yes it is," Cris answered trying not to stare at Ann's large breast's. Cris had noticed Ann's nipples before, it was hard to miss those finger thick protrusions through the thin cotton of the ratty t. Now exposed to the cool air of late morning, they looked even bigger. "Cris do you have any sun tan lotion." "Yes I'll get it for you." When Cris stood she felt a little woozy. Two and a half drinks and Cris was starting to feel them. Cris promised herself she would slow down. Upon her return Cris found Ann lying face down on the chase, completely nude. Ann heard Cris approaching and purposely turned over giving Cris a good look at her body. Ann always became aroused during situations like this. Ann wondered if Cris could smell the scent of Ann's womanhood. God Ann loved the chase, especially if her prey was a first timer and Ann was fairly sure Cris was inexperienced with women. Ann reached out and took the oil from Cris. "Thanks sugar, this old skin of mine needs all the help it can get." Ann placed some oil on her hand and sitting up began rubbing the oil on to her long legs. Ann purposely took her time as she started at her feet and worked her way up her legs. Teasing Cris with glimpses of her pussy. "Your skin looks great Ann." Cris picked up her drink and finished it. Ann's skin was tanned to a dark olive color and looked absolutely flawless. "Why thank you. Sugar you ever been to Europe, it's such a nice place. The people are so open and the beaches, cloths are optional you know. Sugar you going to join me," Ann reached out and tugged on Cris's jersey. Not wanting to seem like a prude Cris slipped the jersey over her head. "No we were planning on going this summer, but then all this stuff happened." Ann felt herself become more aroused, Cris was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Cris tell me about your husband, but first let me make you a drink." "Boxers too Cris." Slipping her boxers off Cris laughed, "you know I never do this, ly out nude, it's fun." Cris took a sip of her new drink. "Hmm this taste strong." Cris glanced over at Ann, who at the moment was sitting facing her. Ann parted her legs giving Cris a good look at her hairless pussy. Was Ann doing it on purpose, Cris wondered. Ann took in Cris's body now that she was completely nude. Cris breast's were about the same size as Ann's, but completely natural. their nipple's were strikingly similar, very dark thick and long. The only difference was Cris's areola's were smaller than a silver dollar and Ann'e were a good two inches in diameter. Ann also noticed that while Cris's hair was dark brown, the small patch on her pubic mound was almost black. What intrigued Ann the most though was Cris's vulva. Cris's cunt lips extended about three-quarters of an inch and the skin color was very dark almost black, much darker than her skin. Ann attributed the color to Cris's latin background. "Well I have just the thing to go with that drink." Ann pulled out a fat joint. "You smoke?' "No." "Good another first. Sugar in Europe all the beaches are topless and plenty are totally nude. Now you tell me about your X." Ann lit the joint took a toke and passed it to Cris. "Go on sugar it won't bite." "Cris inhaled the pungent weed and proceed to cough a little. "I don't know about this Ann." Cris handed the joint back to Ann, then proceed to tell Ann all about Steve and what had happened. Cris was starting to get quite high. "You know Cris if you ask me what type of man I would like to settle down with I probably would prefer a Lamar type over a Steve type." "What do you mean by that Ann?" "Sugar, men can be broken down into three basic type's, You have your boring straight religious kind, then you have your Lamar type and your Steve type. By your account Steve was into you having sex with another man while he watched, and really that's good. Let's face it I wish my husband had been nice enough to let me have sex with other men." "Lamar." "I don't have any personal knowledge regarding Lamar, but I venture to say he likes all kinds of sex and when it comes to threesomes, well, my bet is he likes the other two to be women." Ann gave Cris a wink. "Oh that I know, I haven't grown up as a complete prude Ann, any woman knows men have this thing for women having sex together." "Have you." "What." "Been in a threesome, with another woman." "Heavens no, have you." Ann gave Cris a wicked smile, passed her the joint, at the same time taking Cris's empty drink into her hand. "Ann I can't, I'm already drunk." Ann ignored Cris's plea and proceeded to make her an even stronger drink. When Ann returned Cris was lying on her chase half passed out, the joint still smoldering between her fingers. Putting the drinks down, Ann took the joint from Cris hand. "You really have gotten drunk haven't you, that's too bad." "This pot really hit me. I feel all tingly." "Turn over Cris and let me put some oil on you." Cris complied with Ann's request, then surprised Ann with her next question. "You never gave me an answer before, have you been in a threesome with another woman?" Ann squeezed oil on to Cris's legs. As she answered the question Ann watched the slow moving rivulets of oil disappear between Cris's thighs. "If I answer yes will it shock you?" "No." Cris felt Ann's warm hands spreading the oil along her thighs. It seemed like all morning the women had been talking about sex. Cris felt so relaxed around Ann, the liquor and pot made her feel completely uninhibited. Cris felt Ann's hands dip between her legs scooping up the excess oil, brushing up against her inter thigh.Beyond caring Cris parted her legs a little to allow Ann to continue. "First you tell me, Cris. "When I was a girl my parents sent me off to camp one summer. there was a girl there, a little older and we use to pretend we were kissing boys." Cris had never told that story to anyone else, yet she felt totally at ease with Ann as she continued. "We kissed and did a little petting, is that bad?" Ann was rubbing oil on the upper parts of Cris thighs, letting her thumbs massage the oil into Cris's tight ass buns. "Did it excite you to kiss her Cris?" Ann picked up the bottle of oil and poured more oil on to Cris's ass and back. This time the oil dripped down between Cris's ass checks and onto her vulva. Cris was so buzzed she barely noticed. "I guess so Ann, it was a long time a go. You never answered me, how about you?" "What do you want to know, if I've been in a threesome or with other women?" Ann who had been sitting on her chase as she rubbed oil on Cris, got up and sat on Cris's lounge. Cris could feel Ann's skin against hers. "Ann you've done both?" "Yes, now my turn again, do you ever fantasize about that time at camp.?" Ann was patient, she didn't want to rush Cris, Ann had moved her massage up to Cris's neck and shoulder's. "No." "Not even a little curious." Cris wasn't naive, but the liquor and pot had loosed her up considerably. "I guess a little." "Turn over." "What?" "Turn over, you know what they say, if you have an inch you should scratch it." Cris rolled over on her back and looked up into Ann's eye's. Ann's arms were straddling Cris and as she lowered herself down to kiss Cris, Ann's breast touched Cris's. Cris knew what was coming, but in that moment of indecision Ann's lips covered hers. Moist and soft, Ann's lips seemed flavored as Cris felt Ann's tongue dart into her mouth. Ann's right hand was busy too. Softly Ann had caressed Cris's breast and then gently taking Cris's nipple between her thumb and index finger she gently squeezed. The oil on her hand aiding the tender pinching and pulling drove Cris to the brink of an orgasm. Ann felt Cris inhale deeply, her breathing becoming more rapid. The kiss was so unlike anything Cris had ever experienced, it was perfect. Cris was rapidly becoming aroused and any thought of stopping was gone. Cris knew it was wrong, but didn't care. Cris reached around Ann with her arm's bringing Ann's body closer to hers. Ann broke the kiss and took Cris's hand. Placing Cris's hand between her legs, Ann said, "look how wet you've made me sugar. See how wet my pussy is." Cris felt her knees go weak, as her finger began rubbing Ann protruding clit. Lamar's Game Pt. 03 "Oh that feels good honey, keep doing that." Cris didn't have to be persuaded, she was trembling with pleasure. "Sugar I think we should go inside." Cris looked long into Ann's eye's, before standing. Cris knew she could call things off. Part of Cris said, "this is wrong," while another part, the part awakened by Lamar said, "go for it girl." Ann sensed Cris's hesitation. Not wanting Cris to change her mind she took Cris by the waist and drew her near, breasts touching. "Feels nice doesn't it?" Brushing her nipple against Ann's large firm tits felt so erotic to Cris. "Hmm yes." Cris closed her eye's as Ann kissed her again. Ann then ran her hand along the curve of Cris back and down her crack. The oil providing lubricant as Ann continued her exploration. Finding her swollen vulva, Ann let her oil coated fingers penetrate into Cris's wet pussy. Cris began to tremble with excitement. Ann broke the kiss, Cris was conflicted, Ann felt certain of that. Not wanting to give Cris time to think, Ann moved her hand so that she could now message Cris's neglected clit. Expertly she brought Cris to a mind numbing orgasm. "Uhhhh, god that felt so good." Cris couldn't think as her own hands instinctively began roaming over Ann's body. Cris closed her eye's and sought Ann's mouth for another kiss, at the same time Cris cupped Ann's ass with both hands and pulled her closer. the decision for Cris was made, she wanted Ann and everything that experience would bring. Finishing the kiss it was Cris who led Ann to the bedroom. "Jesus, I always wondered what this would be like," Cris said to Ann as she pulled Ann down on the bed with her. "I'm glad I'm your first, now let me show you something." Ann climbed on top of Cris, their legs intertwined as they kissed. Then Ann began kissing and licking her way down Cris's body. Pausing at Cris's breasts, she tenderly took the thick dark nipple between her teeth and gave it a little bite. Looking back up at Cris, Ann playfully bit her nipple a second time eliciting a little squeal of pleasure from Cris. "I love how thick and hard your nipples get Cris, your breasts are so beautiful." Not waiting for a response Ann worked her way further down Cris's body. The scent of Cris's cum was light and mixed with the smell of coconut oil aroused Ann even more. Ann spread Cris's legs, stopping to admire Cris's protruding vulva. Separating Cris's cunt lips Ann began flicking her tongue over Cris's clit. The effect on Cris was immediate. Cris began jerking in anticipation of each stroke of Ann's tongue. "You like that don't you sugar." Peering up between Cris's legs, Ann could see the effect of her tongue lashing on Cris. Cris's eye's were smoldering with lust. Cris looked down at Ann and reached behind Ann's head urging her on. "Don't talk Ann, just keep kissing me, it feels so, so good." "Good sugar I'm glad you like it." Ann then inserted two fingers into Cris's saturated pussy. Pleased with how well lubricated Cris was, she then inserted a third finger. Cris was flush with excitement as Ann worked her fingers in and out of Cris's inflamed cunt. Ann could not believe how wet Cris was. Normally she would have used KY jelly, but that wasn't necessary with Cris. Ann pushed all four fingers into Cris's pussy and began fucking Cris with her hand, all the while kissing and licking Cris protruding clit. Lamar paused at the door and watched Ann bring Cris off. The two women were so in to each other that they were oblivious to his presence. Ann had called him earlier to tell him Cris's seduction was eminent. Lamar had to hand it to Ann, she worked faster than Lamar thought possible. "Oh god fuck my pussy Ann, that's so good." Ann began working her thumb into Cris's pussy. Ann couldn't believe it, her hand was coated with Cris's cum. Cris's pussy was very tight, but slowly Ann worked her small hand into Cris's cunt. "I've never fist fucked anyone before sugar, your the first. You want me to fist fuck you don't you sugar. God you are such a slut." "Oh yes, I'm cumming again Ann, I feel you so deep. Indeed, Ann could feel her fingers brushing up against the nub of Cris cervix as she buried her entire hand in Cris vagina. Ann felt Cris orgasm again, which in turn caused Ann to cum. Ann continued tonguing Cris's clit her fingers covered with Cris's cum. Ann gloried in the flavor of Cris gushing pussy. "How come no one invited me." Lamar announced as he strolled into the bedroom, while removing his cloths at the same time. Cris tried to pull the sheet up to cover herself, but Lamar pulled the sheet away leaving her nude on top of the bed. "It's okay Cris, relax girl, I'm glad you two got together." "What did I tell you Cris, I just knew Lamar was the type of man who would appreciate two women making love." Ann tried to hide her disappointment. Ann had not expected to seduce Cris without Lamar's help. Now she wished she had Cris to herself. Ann slipped her hand out from Cris's pussy. Cris was still uncomfortable as she watched Lamar remove the rest of his cloths. Lamar's cock was already semi-hard. The tip of the black cock oozing pre-cum. Lamar got into bed next to Cris, leaving Ann on her other side. Cris nipples were still fully extended and very hard. Grabbing a handful of Cris's tit Lamar leaned over and kissed Cris. At the same time Ann returned to diddling Cris clit with her fingers. Cris never skipped a beat as her hand immediately began stroking Lamar's manhood. The three lovers kissed and touched each other for a while and it was only when Lamar tried to mount Cris that she protested. "Lamar I really should put my diaphragm in." Cris got out of bed on shaky legs and walked into the bathroom. Ann decided to stir things up. Ann wanted to see how Cris would react to Lamar taking an interest in another woman. Ann reached out and took Lamar's cock in her hand. "Did you like the show sugar?" Lamar slid over next to Ann. "Woman you are a piece of work you know that." Ann ran her well manicured nails lightly on the underside of Lamar's balls. "I guess I know what you like Lamar." Ann pulled Lamar on top of her and spread her legs. Lamar's cock head brushed up against the slit. Ann then reached down and guided His cock into her wet pussy. Ann couldn't wait to see Cris expression when she saw Lamar fucking her. Lamar was very excited and in moments Ann had Lamar buried to the hilt in her wet pussy. Ann waited until she saw Cris appear at the door. "Lamar wait what about Cris." "What?" Cris stopped at the door taking n the sight before her. Lamar was on top of Ann, fucking Ann. Cris was immediately overcome with jealousy, something Cris had never experienced. Lamar's cock was buried deep in Ann's pussy. Then much to her relief she saw Ann push Lamar off of her. "Oh sugar come here and get in bed." "Cris what's a matter." Lamar could see the expression on Cris face and immediately realized she was jealous. "Come here girl I'm sorry, I just got a little carried away." Lamar held out his hand to Cris. "Besides girl when I came in you didn't seem to have a problem with being with Ann, don't tell me I'm the problem." "No it's not like that." Cris didn't want to say she was jealous and didn't want to share Lamar. "Good then kiss me girl and take care of this." Lamar grabbed his cock and waged it at Cris. Cris still in a daze from the liquor and pot took Lamar's hand and slid into bed. Lamar pulled her close giving her a hug. At the same time Lamar gave Ann a look that said, what the fuck are you up to. Ann just shrugged and went back to stroking Cris. Lamar momentarily wondered if Ann had wanted to cause this little riff with Cris, but tossed it off as nothing more than petty jealousy. Lamar was hard and needed relief. Kissing Cris Lamar rolled her over on top of him. "Lamar I'm not sure this is a good idea." Ann kept silent, knowing she had planted the seeds of jealousy. "Cris I don't want to hear that now, spread your legs." Cris did as Lamar requested, but that wasn't enough. "That's it girl now put my cock in." Cris reached down between her legs and grasped Lamar's cock and placed it at the opening of her wet slit. Seeing Lamar's black cock poised at the entrance to her wet cunt was to much for Cris and Cris started humping up and down on Lamar's black shaft while Ann watched. Then Ann sat up in a kneeling position next to Cris. "Does his cock feel good sweetie?" Ann then cupped Cris's tit and leaned over licking her nipple hard. Ann could feel Cris's nipple stiffen. Then Ann reached down between Cris's legs and began rubbing her Clit. Gently at first, but as Cris began picking up speed Ann rubbed harder. The harder Ann rubbed the faster Cris would pump up and down on Lamar. Ann pressed hard on Cris's clit, almost masochistically until she saw Cris grimace with a mixture of pain and pleasure. "Easy girl, slow down." Lamar was hot. Watching Ann caress Cris tits would give a corpse an orgasm. Lamar had been in several threesomes in the past. Thinking about it now he recalled they had always been with Ann. Watching Ann driving Cris wild only served to heighten his own excitement. Lamar could feel his cum boiling up inside him as Ann brought Cris off several times in a matter of moments. Cris didn't know what she was pushing against, it didn't matter. The finger on her clit was rubbing impossibly hard, Lamar's massive cock was pounding her upper most reaches and she wanted it harder still. "Oh fuck yes, fuck my pussy, rub my clit hard, god I'm cumming so hard." "Lamar you have yourself a wild one here sugar. Where in the world did you find her." Ann was now playing with her clit while she manipulated Cris's. "God dam I'm gonna cum baby." "Oh Lamar cum in me baby I want to feel you shoot your cum in me." Cris was rocked with an orgasm as Lamar shot his load of sperm in to her waiting pussy. Cris's previous thoughts of jealousy had subsided now that both Lamar and Ann were paying exclusive attention to her. Lamar rolled off of her as Ann continued to massage her clit. Ann was rubbing the mixture of Lamar's cum and Cris's cum on to her fingers and using it to massage Cris's clit. The soft massage continued even after Lamar got up to go to the bathroom. "Cris I'm sorry about that thing with Lamar, it just happened so fast. Believe me honey I'm not interested in your man. I hope you know that." Ann continued the seductive massage. "You like that don't you?" Cris was already close to another orgasm. Ann's touch seemed magical. Cris wanted to tell Ann that she had been jealous, but it seemed unimportant now. "Yes that feels so good." Ann was on her side and lifted up so that she was almost on top of Cris. Cris touch my nipples sugar, I'm so horny they ache." Cris reached up and tweaked Ann's nipple. "Yes, oh harder I like it when you pinch them hard." Cris pinched Ann's nipple harder just as she was told. Cris was really excited now and couldn't stop looking at Ann's nipple as it thickened and lengthened with each hard pinch. Ann saw the look on Cris face, she had seen that look on other women, women she had dominated. Ann decided to press on with Cris's seduction. Lamar once again stood by the door and watched. Lamar never ceased to be amazed at how quickly Ann could seduce an otherwise straight woman into having sex with her. Lamar stroked his hardening cock. "Cris do you think my tities are to big?" "No, not at all." Ann repositioned herself so that her tit was directly over Cris's face. "Honey suck my titie." Ann lowered her tit so that her nipple brushed Cris's lips. Cris hungrily took Ann's nipple into her mouth and began sucking hard on it. "Ohh that's good honey suck it, that's my girl. Suck them harder, harder." Cris had the most compelling urge to please Ann and yet for the life of her she didn't know why. Ann had given Cris so much pleasure. Until meeting Ann nothing had come close to the pleasure Lamar had given her. Ann was now showing her that there was another side to her sexuality that Cris was unaware of. Ann pulled her nipple from Cris forceful sucking. Ann rolled over on her back and pulled Cris on top of her. "That was nice see how hard you made my nipple." Cris's eye's were still glazed over with the effects of the pot and booze. Cris looked at Ann's breast as Ann cupped it to demonstrate her elongated nipple. "Suck on it some more. Good now I want you to kiss my pussy it's so wet Cris. I want you to lick it now." Ann pushed Cris down between her legs and looked over at Lamar standing in the doorway. Ann gave Lamar a wink and smiled as Cris tongue found her protruding clit. Cris was a fast learner as she licked and sucked on Ann's pussy. Cris loved the taste of Ann's cunt and eagerly worked at pleasing Ann. "My little slut, that feels so good. I want you to stick your fingers in my cunt and fuck me with them." Cris immediately did Ann's bidding. "I'm cumming, can you taste it?" Cris nodded never removing her mouth from Ann's gaping cunt. Cris was possessed with lust and Ann's dirty talk only made her hotter. Lamar walked up behind Cris, his cock rock hard again. Cris was on her knee's, with her ass in the air. Climbing on the bed behind Cris. Cris feeling his weight started to pull up , but Ann would not hear of it. Taking Cris's hair into her hands she drove Cris's face bach into her saturated cunt. "I didn't say stop sugar I want to cum again." Cris noted the commanding tone of Ann voice. The sweet seductiveness that Ann had exhibited earlier was gone, now Ann was demanding Cris please her. The thing was Cris liked it, Cris liked the other woman's forceful style. "Lamar is just going to fuck you honey, so you just keep doing what your doing and enjoy the ride." All three enjoyed the ride for the next several days. Gradually Ann seemed to cast a spell on Cris. Cris had never met a woman like Ann. Beautiful, smart, and so sure of herself. Cris who was an emotional wreck was like putty to Ann and easily manipulated. During this time Lamar was exceedingly happy. Not only did he have Cris but now he didn't have to pay Ann. Plus there was the added benefit of having and in house threesome when ever he wanted. Of course Lamar and Ann got together whenever Cris wasn't around. Still, Lamar was disappointed that Cris was so jealous, which meant that he couldn't fuck Ann whenever he pleased. Lamar was certain that it was only a matter of time before that would change. Ann said she was working on those issues with Cris and he had no reason to think that wasn't true. Over the next few days Lamar had noticed that Cris seemed to hang on every word that Ann uttered. That Ann and Cris seemed to be inseparable. Shopping together, hitting the gym together, going everywhere together. Still Lamar never saw Ann's real motive for wanting to be around the two of them. Lamar mistakenly believed Ann was totally in love with him. Ann worked her game to perfection although she was blessed with good luck. Shortly after seducing Cris, Ann and Cris had gone to the gym to get a work out. Cris's hadn't been to the gym in about two weeks when she saw her best friend Amanda. Cris had called Amanda several times but they never hooked up. "Amanda, hi." "Hi Cris." "How is Rodney doing?" Amanda seemed distant, almost as if she didn't want to talk. "Rodney and I split up." "What happened." Cris had to follow Amanda as she went to another work out station. "Long story. Short story is I caught him with that slut Alain." "Alain Rodgers, your kidding she married with three kids." "Honey since when does being married stop a girl, or do I have to remind you." "I guess, but Alain Rodgers I would never in my wildest imaginings thought she would leave Dave. Dam she told me just a month or so ago she and Dave wanted more kids." "Well that fucker was fucking her at the same time he was telling me he was in love with me. Then he gets Alain pregnant and tells me he wants to do the right thing, what a dick." "Amanda I'm sorry." "It's alright, Cris I guess this is as good a time as any to tell you." "What Amanda." "Steve, I'm seeing him." Cris thought she misunderstood Amanda. "I'm sorry what did you say." "A couple of weeks ago when I found out about Rodney and Alain I bumped into Steve. We started talking and one thing led to another and well we're seeing each other. Please don't be angry. I figured you have Lamar now." Cris didn't know what to say. "No I'm happy for you Amanda, really I am." "Cris give me a call some time maybe we can get together for lunch. I've got to run." Cris knew that would never happen and said goodbye. A few minutes later she wondered if Amanda was now living with Steve. Living in her old home. A deep pain racked her inside as she thought about the happy times with Steve. When Ann joined Cris later she was quick to pick up on Cris's distress. "Hey sugar what's a matter." Cris explained how she was upset to learn that her best friend was now fucking her X. Cris said she wasn't envious of Amanda, but Ann could tell otherwise. "All men are the same sweetie, there only out after one thing and you know what that is." "Ann I hope that not true, I'm just looking for some stability in my life. I want a family and I need a good man for that." "Lamar." "I do love him, but sometimes I think he keeps things from me. Another thing, at first I thought he wanted kids, but now I'm not so sure." "You know I think the world of Lamar, but sugar I have to tell you he's not a one woman man. That's my opinion and you can take it for what it's worth." "I sure hope your wrong Ann." The next day Ann arranged to have lunch with Lamar. When Lamar showed up he was pleasantly surprised to find Ann deeply engrossed in conversation with a dark latin beauty. "Hello Ann who is this?" "Lamar this is Evona." "Nice to meet you Evona, Ann I believe her eye's are greener than yours." The dick, so predictable, not even thirty seconds have gone by and he's hitting on her thought Ann. "They are beautiful, but hands off Lamar she married." Lamar glanced down at Evona's hand and noted the wedding band. "Evona is a real estate agent who is showing me some properties around South Beach." "Have a card?" "No I left it in my other purse." Evona's eye's never left Lamar's. "But I could give you my cell phone number." Evona pulled out a pin and started writing down her number on a napkin, something she had plenty of experience doing. Ann marveled how easy it was to set up Lamar. Lamar's ego was so big he bought the real estate business hook line and sinker. The fake ring set the hook. "Lamar behave yourself. Evona you better watch him. Now would you two please excuse me I have to find the ladies room." Ann waited an appropriate time and returned to the table. Evona gave Ann a little wink, indicating that the trapp had been successfully sprung. Now Ann only had to implement phase two. That evening Lamar called Cris and informed her he would be late working and not to wait up. When Ann got home she told Cris that she had found a place to live and that the three of them should go out and celebrate. Cris told Ann about Lamar having to work, but that they could make it a twosome. Ann opened a bottle of wine and the girls got ready to go out. By the time the girls were ready to leave the house, they were half way done with a second bottle of wine and Cris was feeling no pain. Ann had talked Cris into wearing a tight fitting black dress. The dress was quite short and was squared low across the top, accenting her beautiful breasts. "Ann you don't think I need a bra?" "No way sugar and one more thing." Cris was looking at herself in the mirror as Ann walked up behind her. Ann reached up and pinched Cris's nipples through the thin material of the dress. Lamar's Game Pt. 03 Cris inhaled deeply as she felt Ann's hot breath on her neck. "What else Ann?" Ann dropped her hand to the hem of Cris's dress and moved her hand up between Cris's legs. Ann deftly slipped her finger between the elastic band of Cris's panties and began rubbing Cris's clit. "Take off your panties." "Let's not go anywhere Ann." Cris was on the verge of cuming. "Take them off Cris." Cris lifted her hem and pulled her thong down and stepped out of it. "Good girl now let's go." Ann stopped touching Cris abruptly. "Ann you can't leave me in this condition, lets stay home." Pulling Cris to her, Ann gave Cris a long deep kiss. Honey this is just the start of the evening. I want you wet all night long." The two women stopped at a club not far from Lamar's home. Cris had been there before with Lamar. Outside in the parking lot Ann made a brief call, then they entered. Lamar never saw them. "Cris let's go." Ann took Cris's arm and started pulling her to the door. "Why Ann what's wrong." Ann nodded with her head toward the corner. There in the corner was Lamar laughing and talking with another woman. Cris stood frozen in place. Cris couldn't believe her eye's as the woman pulled Lamar to her and gave him a long deep kiss, her hand working it's way to Lamar's lap. Cris felt as if she had been kicked in the stomach. Cris pulled at Ann's arm in an attempt to confront Lamar. "Cris lets go sugar there's no point in making a scene, talk to him later." "No Ann, please you don't understand I gave up everything for him, how could he." "Cris forget him now come with me." Ann nearly had to drag Cris from the club. Evona had been so good at distracting Lamar he never saw Cris and Ann in the place at all. In the car Cris was hysterical. Cris was so upset that Ann was afraid her plan would not succeed. Ann drove Cris to another bar were she got Ann a couple of drinks and gave her a tranquilizer. The tranq wasn't all that strong but in combination with the liquor it had the desired effect. Cris was soon calm and quite intoxicated. Ann tried to console Cris all the while giving her plenty to drink. Ann decided to implement the second part of her plan. The second stop was a place Cris had never been to before. "Ann this is a gay bar." "Yes how observant." Ann ordered drinks from the bartender, a woman wearing a t-shirt, vest and jeans. Hair combed back and very butchie, the bartender gave Cris more than a look over. Ann ordered Grey Goose on the rocks and the bartender made them doubles. The music was loud and as Cris's eyes adjusted to the light she could make out a couple kissing in a corner booth. Cris and Ann took a table near the dance floor. "How's the drink." Cris took a sip, the vodka was straight but smooth. "Strong. I need it after what I just saw." Cris eye's were half closed as she sipped her drink. "That's right Cris forget about that asshole sugar. Now what do you say to us having some fun." "I'm up for anything." Just then the bartender walked up with Ann's change. "You've got some change coming." "Thank you, what's your name? I'm Ann and this is my friend Cris. Cris has never been to a place like this." "That so, my name is Jo, pleasure to meet you." Jo shook Ann's hand then Cris's, her grip was strong and forceful. "Here's your tip, and thanks." "I tried a woman like that, she was fantastic in bed." "God Ann is there anything you haven't done." Cris was beginning to slur her words even more. "Lot's of things turn me on sugar, now finish that drink." Cris finished her drink, smooth, she didn't realize how strong it was. Cris was people watching when Ann walked up with another woman. This woman was a lot like Jo the bartender, but older, bigger, Cris estimated around fifty. Heavy the woman wore her hair short, no make up, the look severe. "Betty this is Cris, the woman I told you about." Betty was looking Cris over and hardly seemed to pay attention to Ann. Without invitation she sat down, then in a remarkably deep voice told Ann she wanted a beer. Ann walked back to the bar, leaving Cris alone with Betty. Unexplainably nervous Cris took another big swallow of vodka. Ann had been right, Cris was beautiful. When Ann first came to Betty with this proposition Betty had been apprehensive for several reasons. First's Cris was a little old, Betty usually prayed on young teenagers, runaways, girls that were vulnerable. Second and most important, unlike a runaway Cris could have a boyfriend, husband or just friend come looking for her if she went missing. Ann assured her no one would come looking for Cris. Now Betty was glad she decided to at least have a look. Cris was definitely worth the risk. "So what you drinking Cris." "Grey something." The two just sat there in silence for sometime before Ann returned with a beer and another drink for Cris. Ann gave the beer to Betty then the drink to Cris, just as Cris finished her second vodka. Betty took the glass from Cris and looked at Ann with a stern look. "I think she's had enough, I don't want her puking all over my house. You got a car." This last statement was directed to Ann. "Yes." "Then you follow us Ann and get your friend over there. I want you two out of my house as soon as you get your pictures." Betty took Cris's hand and began leading her out the door. Cris followed on unsteady legs as they navigated through the tables. "Were are we going," Cris said as Betty half dragged her out of the bar. "We're going to my house for a party." "Good I like parties," Cris said with a giggle. Betty led Cris to an old Nissan pickup with faded orange paint. Opening the door Betty helped Cris into the cramped seat. As Cris slid in her dress rose up revealing her pantiless pussy. Cris parted her legs even further as she collapsed in the seat. Cris pussy was perfect and Betty couldn't resist the temptation. Betty crudely licked her fingers and forced them between Cris's legs. "Hey don't" Cris futilely tried to force her legs together but was unable to stop Betty's powerful thrust. Betty pushed her two fingers all the way into Cris pussy, at the same time rubbing Cris's clit with her thumb. "I'm testing out my new pussy, my little slut." Betty removed her fingers and put them to her lips. "Nice and wet, Your friend was right. Very nice." "I don't want to go with you, were is Ann?" Cris tried to climb out of the truck. Betty easily pushed her back into her seat and closed the door. "Just sit still, you'll see your friend in a minute." Cris was still fumbling with the door when Betty climbed into the drivers seat. "Hey I said relax, now stop fucking around before you piss me off." Betty's loud voice startled Cris and she stopped trying to open the door. Minutes later Cris passed out on the drive to Betty's. Picking up her cell phone Ann placed a call. "Hello." "We are on our way, we should be there in five minutes." "About fucking time I've been waiting here for a fucking hour." Ann hung up the phone. What a prick she thought as she followed the beat up Nissan. pulling up to the house Ann watched as Betty pulled Cris out of the car and placing an arm around Cris's waist begin to walk her inside. Betty had been right, Cris was seriously drunk maybe to drunk for the plan. Just then she heard a car door slam. "I hope you don't expect me to fuck that dike." "No Rodney, it's the other one." Rodney couldn't make the woman out in the low light. Rodney had been approached by a big black man regarding some easy money. The man had given him Ann's number and told him she would provide the details. When Ann told him he could make five hundred dollars fucking a good looking white woman his decision was easy. Now in the dark of night he wasn't so sure. Rodney and Ann followed the big dike into her bedroom, which had the over head light on making the lighting conditions harsh. Betty let Cris's limp body fall onto the bed. Then rolling her over on her stomach she unzipped Cris's dress and pulled it off. Rodney felt his cock growing hard with anticipation. The woman lying on the bed was good, very good. Betty rolled her over on her back and only then did Rodney recognize her. "Fuck that's Lamar's woman, I don't know about this shit. Lamar can be a bad fucker when he's mad." "Listen I don't know nothing about no Lamar. I want you two to do what you came here to do and get out of my house. I need my rest." Betty really didn't care what they did as long as they did it soon. Betty had plans for Cris. "Okay Betty, okay. Leave us please." Betty left the room. "Rodney, look if you don't want to do it I'll just get some one else sugar. Lamar isn't going to find out, unless you tell him." "I don't know about this shit." Ann sat on the bed next to Cris and licking her finger, rubbed it across Cris's slit. Cris began to stir. 'Look at this pussy sugar, you know if the shoe was on the other foot Lamar would already be fucking her, but it's your decision." Rodney looked on as Ann spread Cris dark pussy lips, revealing the pink folds of her glistening vagina. Rodney started getting out of his cloths. Cris was only vaguely aware that some one was touching her, but it felt good. Then Cris could hear Ann's soothing voice. "Does that feel good honey?" Cris nodded, her eye's still closed, as Rodney climbed into bed on the opposite side of Ann. Rodney immediately began feeling Cris's tits as Ann kept rubbing Cris's clit. Cris's hips began undulating slowly as Ann brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Rodney could hardly wait to fuck Cris. Climbing on top of Cris he displaced Ann and started pushing his cock into Cris's unprotected pussy. Ann climbed out of bed and walked back to her purse and pulled out a small digital camcorder. "Where are you going, there's enough for both of you." Rodney was so engrossed in working his swollen cock into Cris he didn't see Ann taking pictures. "I'm not part of the deal sugar. You just fuck her good." Ann smiled as she zoomed in on Rodney's cock sliding in and out of Cris wet pussy. Cris was definitely getting into it now as her legs had instinctively come up to allow Rodney greater access. "How do you like this black cock baby?" Cris arms had now come up to pull Rodney closer. Cris didn't know and didn't care in her drunken stooper who was fucking her. Animal lust and liquor were driving her now. Ann's pussy began to itch as she watched Rodney pumping away. Rodney began pumping harder and faster and Ann could tell he was getting close to coming. Ann wondered if Rodney would inseminate her. "She wants your baby Rodney give her your baby, cum in her, give her your black baby Rodney. Your man enough aren't you. Show her Rodney. Show me your man enough." Ann's comments were like hitting a stallion with a cattle prod. Rodney began bucking even harder, pushing his eight inches as deep as it would go. "Oh I'm fucking man enough, she wants a black baby I'll give her a little bastard to remember me by." Beads os sweat started forming on Rodney's back. Ann had indeed spurred him on and she continued. "Rodney show me how good you fuck sugar, show Lamar." Rodney had no idea Ann was filming. Getting up on his hands in the push up position he pummeled Cris. Cris fingers were digging into Rodney's ass pulling him ever deeper. Cris eye's were glassed over and she was fucking on pure instinct. When Cris felt Rodney's cock begin to expand her cunt muscles began to contract in anticipation. Then Rodney's cock plunged all the way into Cris's cunt, the tip of his cock head fitting perfectly against the opening of her cervix. Rodney groaned as his cock discharged directly into Cris's fertile womb. "Fuck yeah, oh fuck I'm fucking cuming so hard. Here's that black baby you wanted ho." "Cris was whimpering with pleasure as her body involuntarily came hard. In moments Rodney had flood Cris's womb with his potent seed. Cris was unknowingly in the height of her fertility and insemination was almost instantaneous. Rodney laid there a while breathing deeply. When he turned to speak with Ann she was gone. Moments later Betty reappeared, this time she was even more unpleasant and insisted he leave immediately. Rodney would have like to spend the night with Cris, but there was something about the dike that was scary. Getting dressed he picked up the envelope Ann had placed on the dresser and left. Locking the door behind Rodney Betty returned to the bedroom were she found Cris trying to stand up. "Were do you think your going?" Betty walked over to the bed and pushed Cris back on to the bed. "I feel so sick, I need to go home." "You are home, now be still and I'll give you something that will make you feel better. Opening the drawer on the night stand, Betty pulled out a syringe she had prepared earlier. "Roll over. Hurry up I don't have all night." With her free hand she forced Cris onto her stomach. Betty then stuck the needle of the syringe into Cris ass and injected the heroin subcutaneously into Cris muscle. The effect would come on slow, but ultimately with the same effect. "Ouch, what are you doing, that hurt." "Shut the fuck up and stand up." Betty grabbed Cris long brown hair and pulled her to her feet. Betty then dragged Cris to the shower and turned on the cold water. Betty then proceed to sit her on the shower bench and began scrubbing Cris's body. "The last thing I want to do is feel or smell that nigger bastard on you. You belong to me now." Slowly Cris began feeling a warm glow come over her. A glow that left her uncaring how ruff Betty was while washing her body. Drying her off Betty half carried Cris back to the bed. Then betty undressed. Cris tried to focus as she watched the older woman remove her bra and then her jockey shorts. When Betty kissed her she found herself responding. the older woman's breasts were flabby and wrinkled, her nipples were like weathered leather and yet when the older woman commanded that she suck on them she did so happily. The rest of the night was like a dream to Cris as the old dike repeatedly used her. Betty got up early the next morning , brewed some coffee and walked back into the bedroom. Cris was lying nude on her bed. To bad she hadn't made arrangements to keep that Ann woman here too. That might have been fun. Still what ever the reason Betty was glad for the thousand dollars she had received from Ann to keep Cris for a few days. Hell she would have done it for nothing. As for a few days well that could turn out to be weeks or months depending on how cooperative Cris became. Cris woke to the sudden pain of another injection. Rolling over Cris looked up and saw Betty looking down on her. "Where am I." "How many fucking times you going to ask that bitch. I'm not going to say it again, your home and my name is Betty. Got that." Cris felt weak, she wanted to get up and run. Then thoughts of Lamar and Ann ran through her mind. The sex from the night before seemed like a distant memory. Cris looked down at her body and noticed her breasts were covered with small red bite marks, some bites showing signs of bruising. Cris watched Betty getting dressed, unable to think clearly or for that matter move. Cris eye's became heavy and she nodded off. Four hours later Betty administered another shot. "In a couple of days my little slut you'll do anything for one of these." This time Betty had tied a rubber strap around Cris's arm and injected the heroin directly into the vein. Cris's eye lids fluttered and her eye's rolled back into her head as she felt the powerful rush of heroin hit her nervous system. That morning Lamar had received an e-mail from Ann. Attached was a video showing his friend fucking his woman. Lamar was insane with anger. Not only was the woman he loved fucking someone else, what made it worse was that it was with his friend Rodney. What put Lamar over the top was knowing that the whole thing had been orchestrated by Ann. Ann's message was particularly infuriating: Dear Lamar attached please find a video of your precious Cris fucking your friend Rodney's eye's out. Can you imagined someone else satisfying her more than you. Rodney can. I'm sure you will forgive her since it was just a one night stand and a woman needs satisfaction too. Oh did I mention she forgot her diaphragm, but look at the bright side that shouldn't be a problem, the baby will be black and you all look alike. By the way I'll be sending my man by for the rest of my money. LOVE YA Ann Rodney walked into the gym at his usual time, the day after fucking Cris, he never saw Lamar. Lamar was waiting for Rodney in the locker room with an aluminum bat from home. The first blow to the back of Rodney's head almost killed him. Fortunately for Rodney an off duty policeman saw what was happening and stopped Lamar before Rodney was more seriously injured. The attack and subsequent arrest hit the news and Lamar was immediately fired from his job. Julian was having his daily cup of Cuban coffee and toasted bread with butter, as he read the Herald. The account was brief and he wondered if what had happened to Rodney had anything to do with Ann's request to speak with him. That evening Evona, Ann and Julian were suppose to get together and he promised himself he would ask. Ann and Evona were already celebrating at Tantra's when Julian walked in. The restaurant was dark and exotic. Julian found the women in a quite corner in a plush booth dinning on Foie Gras for starters and sipping Crystal. "Our man is here at last. Julian sugar, come sit between us and have some Champaign. Tonight we celebrate victory." "Why what happened?" Ann filled in all the details, about how she used Rodney and Cris to get back at Lamar. Julian noted Ann was absolutely besides herself with joy as she described Lamar's arrest and subsequent firing. Julian just listened and sipped the expensive Champaign. It was later that night back in the room with the two women that Julian learned Cris's fate. Evona made an off hand remark about Cris. Evona was stroking Julian's cock at the time. "I bet that innocent puta wishes she could get her hands on this big cock now. From now on all she get is old man pussy." "Girl what you talking about?" "Lamar's girl friend, Ann left her with this old dike. She one nasty bitch I hear." "Ann what's she talking about." Ann was about to wave it off as nothing when Evona continued. "Nasty and mean too. She gets girls hooked on horse and when she finishes with them she sells them to pimps. I hear the girls not worth much when she done." "Ann that true?" Ann just shrugged her shoulders. "Who's the woman Ann?" "Julian sugar if I didn't know any better I'd swear your actually a little concerned for that little slut." Normally there wasn't much Julian was concerned about, especially other peoples bad luck, but Julian's mother had died of a heroin overdose shortly after his tenth birth day. Julian remembered what his mother had gone through and wouldn't wish that life on a dog. Julian's meeting with Cris had been brief, but he had like her, she hadn't done anything to any one. 'Who's the woman Ann." Julian got up and started getting dressed, his appetite for sex gone. "Christ Julian she just another little slut. Were are you going." "Ann what's the woman's name, now." Julian was getting angry. Ann suddenly grew frightened. Julian was showing a side she had never seen before. "Her name is Betty that's all I know." "Where does she live." "I don't know Julian." Buckling his belt Julian took a step towards Ann. "Okay, okay, some were in the Grove, I've only been there once, but Jo her friend who bartends at the Cactus downtown knows were she lives." Cris heard Betty enter the bedroom. Cris pulled her left arm out from under the sheets and offered it up to Betty. Lamar's Game Pt. 03 "Just four days and the bitch is ready for another hit. You want another fix baby?" It had been over six hours since her last injection and Cris was feeling anxious and now her joints were hurting a little. The truth of the matter was the last four days for Cris were like a dream. Cris had no idea how long she had been in Betty house. Betty had been injecting Cris every four hours. More than anything Betty wanted Cris quite and compliant. The drugs had worked better than expected. Betty surmised correctly that Cris had gone through a lot emotionally, making her even more susceptible to the drugs. "Yes.' "Yes what?" "Yes please Betty." "Before I give you your shot I want you to do something for me, you know what that is don't you?" "Cris zombie like sat up on the edge of the bed in front of Betty. Then without direction began unbuttoning Betty's shirt. Suddenly there was a loud crashing sound which came from the living room. Betty pulled away from Cris and started heading to the living room. Betty walked into the living room to find a huge blackman searching the house. Picking up a lamp off a table Betty attacked Julian, slamming the lamp into his head. "You mother fucker I'll teach you to break into my house." Most men would have gone down, but Julian was only dazed. Betty pressed on with her attack, kicking with all her might at Julian's exposed groin area. Half out of it Julian managed to partially block the kick with his hand. Still the pain was severe. Betty relentless with her attack went for Julian's eye's with her fingers. Julian parried her hands away with a sweep of his left arm as his right hand shot out crushing Betty's larynx and driving her into a wall. "Were is the fucking girl?" Betty flailed away, trying to escape the grip which had cut off her air. Betty eye's began to bulge as the futility of her resistance became apparent. Gesturing with her eye's to the hall way and back bedrooms, she felt Julian's grip slacken. Betty was planning another attack but never had the chance. Julian punched her hard with a left hook which left her in a heap on the floor unconscious and with a broken nose. When the door bell rang Steve looked at the clock and wondered who in the world could be at the door at four in the morning. Amanda stirred, rolled over and went back to sleep as Steve got up. Steve went to the door and turned on the porch light. Looking out the side window he saw a black man holding a half naked woman in his arms. The black man kicked at the door with his feet. "Open the door." Steve hesitated and then in the light noticed that the woman was Cris. "Jesus what happened," Steve exclaimed as he opened the door. "You going to help her or do I take her some place else." "No come in, come in. Put her on the couch." As soon as Julian placed Cris on the couch Steve dropped to his knees and attended to Cris. Cris was conscious but barely, at the same time she was very agitated. "She's going to be alright, she just needs some food and a bath." Steve didn't look up, all he could do was look at Cris. "Cris honey don't worry I'm here now, I'll take care of you baby. Hey mister what happened?" Steve didn't get an answer. When he turned the stranger was gone. Steve heard a car start and drive off. "What's she doing here. I hope you don't think she's staying here at our house." "Amanda this is my house." "Well I'm not staying here with her." Steve brushed the hair back from Cris's face. "I agree with you, get out. I'll bring you your things later. Now just go please." Over the next couple of days Steve stayed at Cris's side every minute. Fortunately, Cris suffered little withdraw, good food and rest attended her physical needs. Mentally she was a wreck, her ordeal with Betty had been traumatic to say the least. The days went by and little by little Cris became more able to do things for herself. Steve returned to work and returning home one afternoon found Cris had prepared dinner. The couple ate in silence and after putting away the dishes retired to the bedroom. Facing each other Steve leaned over and kissed Cris. "You know I love you Cris, I've never stopped and I never will." "I love you Steve, I'm sorry." "Don't say that again, this wasn't your fault." The couple made love that night, the first time in a long while. The following days were wonderful for Steve and Cris. When Cris missed her period she was certain Steve was the father. Cris had no recollection of her seduction by Ann and Rodney. How Steve and Cris's marriage survived the birth of a coal black baby boy was a testament to the strength of there love for each other. Between Steve's suspicions and thes it had been a rough road. Of course Cris believed the child belonged to Lamar. At first Steve felt Cris had met up with Lamar after the reconciliation. Cris had to point out to Steve that Lamar was in jail during this time and that the pregnancy must have occurred in spite of the diaphragm. It had taken a while but soon Steve grew to accept the child and the situation. It was six months after the birth of the baby that Cris bumped into Alain Rodgers at the mall. "Cris, Cris Harris is that you?" Cris wheeled round the baby carriage and came face to face with Alain, who was also pushing a baby carriage. Alain's eye's trained immediately to the blue-black baby in Cris carriage. At the same time Cris too noticed the black child in Alain's carriage. It seemed like a life time ago but Cris remembered her conversation with Amanda. Alain's baby belonged to Lamar's friend Rodney. "Hello Alain how are you." "Busy Cris, this little boy keeps me plenty busy. How about you?" "The same. How old is your baby Alain?" "Rodney just turned six months." "William will be six months in two weeks." "Cris I don't mean to meddle, but I noticed your wedding ring, are you still married to Steve?" "Yes." "Wow you must have had to do some serious explaining. Of course I know about that." Cris tried to smile, but didn't think Alain comment was all that funny. "Oh Cris I want you to meet my husband Rodney. Rodney this is my friend Cris." Rodney knew Cris the moment he walked up to her, how could he forget Cris after that night. "Cris, I believe we've met before. Lamar, Ann." Just then Alain who had bent over to look at William exclaimed. "Look, William has a birth mark on his left calf just like Little Rodney." Rodney realized that Cris's baby was his son immediately. Rodney could hear Ann just like it was yesterday urging him to cum in her white pussy, to make her pregnant, to give her a black baby. For Cris seeing Rodney and hearing Ann's name brought back minor flash backs. The club and Lamar with that woman. The bartender dike, the drinks and god, Ann and someone else. Then like a light switch the memory of Rodney looking down at her, fucking her and Cris wanting him to fuck her. "Alain why don't you take the kid to the car and I'll meet you there. Cris and I need to talk." Alain gave Rodney a dirty look, but didn't argue and did as she was told. Cris began to feel herself tremble. "Come with me Cris." Cris pushing the baby followed Rodney into a quite corner of the store. "Your husband know about me being the father?" Cris nodded no. Rodney reached put to touch Cris waste and she backed up against the wall. "Don't." "Don't what touch you or don't tell your husband." Cris froze, the ramifications of the question readily apparent. "That's better," Rodney said as he let his finger rub the button of Cris's nipple through her blouse. "That's nice, see how hard your nipple is getting, I bet that pussy of yours is already getting wet thinking about this black cock." Rodney took Cris hand and placed it on his swollen member. Cris was in a panic she didn't know what to do. "Excuse me sir, I believe your wife is waiting for you." A store clerk said with a rather disgusted look on her face. Rodney removed his hand and so did Cris. 'Thank you, would you mind telling her I'll be right along. The clerk didn't move. "What's your address Cris?" Cris knew she had no choice, Rodney would get the address sooner or later. Giving him the address, Cris added, "My husband is out of town, why don't you come by today." "I'll be there in one hour." Cris was shaking as she watched Rodney walk away. "Ms I think you better leave, right now please." Cris tried to gather her composure, embarrassed and humiliated she left the store. Julian sipped his coffee as he read the Harold. "Senior your bread." "Thank you Juana." The older cuban woman had been bringing him Cuban bread and Cafe con Leche for the last year. Julian had developed a serious liking for the traditional Cuban breakfast. Now he found it hard to begin his day with out it. Dunking his bread he looked down on the article again. Cris Harris, could it be. Julian often wondered what happened to the beauty. This Cris Harris had just shot and killed an intruder. The police were investigating, but it looked like self defense. Maybe one day he would look in on her. Savoring the coffee soaked bread, Julian turned to the sport section.