Not Again!

"Chris we need to talk about this." I said holding my hand up to keep an arm's length between us.

"What's to talk about? You've wanted me too. I want some more of that sweet pussy." Chris replied smiling impishly before effectively swinging around me and engulfing me in his arms.

He smelled of cologne. It was a scent I had always found sexy, and with his arms wrapped around me I was being overwhelmed by it.

"Come on baby, I want to put my tongue in your pussy and hear you scream with pleasure." he whispered near my ear. Each sultry word furthered the transformation of my legs to pillars of liquid fire. My pussy was throbbing and dripping down my thighs beneath my terry robe. I closed my eyes, feeling his cock press into my ass cheeks.

I wanted him. I wanted him so bad it felt like pain. Not only did I want him to suck my pussy like he had described but I wanted him to do all the dirty things I had fantasized about in my most private mind. Against my better judgment, I began to cave. Chris was kissing my collarbone as he slowly removed my robe.

As it slipped to the floor he applied pressure to the small of my back indicating he wanted to take me from behind again. I know I wouldn't resist him. I needed that cock. I bent over and grabbed my ankles spreading my feet wide for balance. I looked up at my pussy and the hard cock that was lightly teasing those puffy lips.

Then he hit me. Oh it stung! I nearly straightened out of shock. My ass was hot and I felt that warmth spread downward to my pussy. I must of sighed.

"You like that?" Chris growled, his voice was deep and throaty. There was no meanness in it, merely pure delight in having found something we both enjoyed. I bobbed my head, now between my knees again, as I reached up and slid a finger over my clit. He spanked me again this time on the other cheek. The breath hissed inward over my teeth. I felt him grab one hip and I readied myself for another stinging blow but received something better.

Chris rammed his cock home in my juicy cunt. I moaned and rolled my hips around him. He growled gratefully and began roughly thrusting into me. It was deep and hard, pressing into my very core. Every so often he would punctuate his thrusts was another slap on my ass. My moans were turning into sobs of need. He didn't slow as my orgasm built but I felt his seed fill me before I reached the brink. He laughed to himself leaning back against the wall as he caught his breath. I felt frustrated and weak kneed. And more than a bit guilty was screwing Roxie's man.

I looked up at him. Chris was stroking himself and staring at me. I felt my skin heat under his gaze and I decided it would be a good time to retreat. I knew I had started the proverbial ball.