Chrisanna was a coworker at the Tutoring Center. A short, deeply tanned girl with long black hair, a vegetarian partial to sun dresses. She was the very definition of "pear shaped," she used to joke that the good Lord hadn't given her much in the way of breasts but had made up for it by giving her way more ass than any one girl should handle. She was also a guitarist, so about twice a week during the summer I would come over to play with her, only to end up… well… playing with her.
The first time we had sex, she got all apologetic after ,explaining that she didn't want a relationship. I explained that I wasn't after one either, but did enjoy her company. "That doesn't mean we should stop fucking…" she laughed. "You're really good at it."
So our story opens with me deep inside Chrisanna, her on top of me riding, her bed shaking. She screamed as I worked in her -Chrisanna is, to this day, one of the loudest lays I've ever had. She slapped on the wall as she came. Soon after I finished as well, rolling out of bed and pulling my pants back on. "I'm going to have a smoke, I said. Laying face down on the bed, all she could do was give a thumbs up.