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.