Lamar's Game

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.