Teresa and I had been dating for two years the first time I was incarcerated while I was with her, and after that I kept spoiling our relationship by being careless and getting re-arrested, leaving her to look for someone to show her affection while I was inside. When a person’s incarcerated they’re out of sight and out of mind, and things that were “off limits” when the person was free are up for grabs.

I couldn’t blame guys for wanting to stick their finger in Teresa’s pie. She’s not quite five feet tall and has an incredible figure, with firm, perky 34Ds that go perfect with her 24 waist and 38 hips. I expected her to be approached by guys everywhere she went. I didn’t expect someone so close to us to try his luck. I was furious when I caught wind of it.

While I was incarcerated Teresa decided to do a little investigation on me. She was mad because I always found out everything she did as far as dirt but she could never catch me out. She thought she could, and almost did, when a so-called friend of mine named Willie got hold of her cell phone number and gave her a call. He pretended to her to care to find out how I was doing, but he knew perfectly well my situation and conditions — not to mention he could have got to me directly if he had truly wanted to know.

But he got into her head and convinced her to come over to his house so they could talk. She thought it was going to be about me, and at first it was. Willie was an African-American friend that I knew for quite some time. He was a year older than Teresa and really well built. When we all hung out those two never spoke but I saw him openly sizing her up, and when she wasn’t around he said little indirects indicating he would fuck her if he had a chance. But I paid no mind and took it as compliments, not thinking that one day he would actually try his luck!

Teresa wore scandalous outfits that revealed a little too much skin, but the way I heard it (and I always did hear!), when she pulled up to Willie’s house that night in skintight sweat pants and a belly shirt with her curly hair up in a tight bun, he greeted her in just a towel wrapped around his waist and water trickling down his glossy body. She tried her best not to stare at his muscular torso or get caught looking at the huge bulge in his towel when he let her in. He directed her to his room where she sat on a computer chair by the side of his twin-size bed and waited, feeling awkward, for him to start what she thought was just a conversation.

As she watched him, he sat on his bed still dripping wet, with the towel wrapped around him, and began to massage the bulge in it. “So what’s up?” he finally said. “You’re looking sexy!”

“What!” she blurted out, thinking that the reason for her being there wasn’t to be complimented.

“Nah!” he said. “I’m just trying to tell you that a sexy girl such as yourself should not be going through what you go through with your boyfriend.” She asked what he meant. He said, “That he keeps getting locked up and leaving you lonely and with needs and a girl like you shouldn’t be with a dude like him or be faithful to him when he doesn’t care about you and isn’t faithful himself.”

His words caught her off guard. She remembered the first time she cheated on me with a guy who told her the same thing. She thought if this is the second time someone noticed the flaws in her relationship, they must be right, but what was she suppose to do about it?

“Don’t get me wrong!” Willie went on. “I don’t think you should break up with him. You should just do what you need to when you feel lonely and in need.”

When she finally found her voice, she said, “I’ve always noticed that you’re very observant and seem to know exactly what’s going on. But I don’t know if I could cheat on him again, especially with his friend.”

“Yes you can!” he said, getting up and stepping in front of her. “I won’t say anything.” He untied his towel and let it drop. Her eyes shot open at his cock springing out right before her eyes. It had to be a foot long and thick as a baseball bat, with a plump helmet-shaped head. He pulled her to him and she felt his boner press into her front. She looked up at him, speechless. He said, “Grab hold and jerk it off!”

Her heart was racing. She hesitated, but he took her hands and one by one set them on his cock. She felt how long and thick it was. He guided her hands to stroke it, saying, “I fucked a lot of Spanish girls, but none as sexy as you.”

When he started undressing her she knew it was wrong but inside she felt such desire that she couldn’t stop him. After he tugged her shirt off and unhooked her bra and began sucking hard on her breasts, she lost it, moaning, “Oh Papi, I’m yours, take it,” while caressing the back of his head.

He yanked her sweatpants down, and she kicked them off. He tore her black lace thong off, eager to caress her bare body while he kept sucking her breasts and she jerked him off with both hands. She was so horny, she didn’t care what he did to her as long as he did her. His hand found its way between her legs and his fingers worked magic in her love hole. “Damn, you’re tight!” he growled.

Willie stopped to guide Teresa to the bed and lay her down on her back. She propped herself up on her elbows and watched as he spread her legs and held her by her ankles with his cock pointing at her entrance. As he slowly pushed his way in, she felt her tight love hole tear open and expand more than ever before. She cried and gasped for air while wiggling around trying to adjust to his size.

Once he started pumping, she went insane. He was only pumping halfway in and out, but she thrashed about, groaning, “God no, I can’t take it all!”

In no time he was in her balls-deep. She lost all self-control, screaming at the top of her lungs until she shook violently and came. When she finally calmed down a bit, he began grinding his whole cock inside her, then started pumping slowly all the way in and out of her.

“Take it, Teresa!” he growled. “Your pussy is mad wet and tight!”

She watched gasping for air as his cock appeared, then disappeared inside her. He took long deep strokes in and out, reaching rare places within her that maybe one other guy has reached before and it wasn’t me.

Suddenly he pulled out of her and said, “Turn over!”

She obeyed, and almost instantly Willie moved her into a doggie-style position. He grabbed her hips and placed his cockhead at her swollen entrance, then thrust in. Half of his cock disappeared, and she tensed up and squealed. He began to fuck like a madman, pulling her hips back and forth as he rammed his cock entirely in and out of her, causing her ass to jiggle and ripple as it slammed against his pelvis repeatedly.

She wailed and gasped for air, then eventually said, “Hold on, stop!” She wiggled out of his grip and slid him out of her. He shot her a look like she was the crazy one. “You were killing me in that position!” she said.

He didn’t say anything but got the idea it was hurting her so he left it alone and laid on the bed on his back. She took it upon herself to mount him. With his hands on her hips, he guided her down till his cockhead entered her. He kept a gentle but steady downward tug on her hips and slid in inch by inch until her labia were pressed against his pelvis.

She ground her hips in circles, moaning. He started to lift her by her hips up and down on his cock, and she placed her hands on his chest to brace herself. He caressed and squeezed her breasts while she rode him.

“Teresa,” he moaned, “Oh baby, take that dick!” She was wet and horny and slid rapidly up and down on his cock until finally orgasm swept over.

“Damn!” he grunted. “I’m about to come! Jump off so I don’t come in you!”

But she said she didn’t want to jump off, so he went ahead and blasted his nut deep in her. She snatched his hands off her hips and laid them on her breasts. He lifted her up off his cock, and his jism began to ooze out of her. She hurried to get dressed and left, forgetting her black lace thong that he had tore off her — and which I found there the first time I went to Willie’s place when I got out.