Errol had text’d some instructions for us, mine were simple, wear a pair of my wife's knickers but don't tell my wife and just do as you're told. Jaynes were also brief, come dressed like a housewife and leave like the whore you'll become. A couple of photos were attached of what he ment. They were a couple photos I took as part of a shoot. One of her in a long maxi dress with a deep cleavage and strappy back, how it held...

Since our, or rather Jaynes, encounter with Errol, there were subtle changes to our marriage, small things at first like her unwillingness to have sex with me as often as we used to, the way she changed her look, one day she asked me not to be angry when she showed me her new tattoo Errol told her to get, just above her ankle , the tattoo was of a black ace of spades with the letter Q in it, I was blindly unaware at that...

I'd highly recommend reading part 1 as this will start to make sense. It was now three weeks since we met Errol for the first time, there would be many more to come before the final conclusion but in the meantime it was just what I thought was an odd threesome, that being I would watch as he played with her. Ok I'll admit I did enjoy watching her with another man again and I enjoyed her being pleasured by him , the contra...

Ann and I were very much in love and our sex life was great. She would return to me after being with Ray, her bull, and tell me all the details of what Ray had done to her which turned me on enormously. I would then eagerly but gently have sex with her, as she was usually quite sore. But she was obsessed with him, and it was becoming apparent she would do anything to please him, so that he would give her what she craved....

I put my car for sale on Gumtree and got an aceptable offer from a guy who arranged to come for a test drive. He was about 100 miles away so he seemed keen. He arrived with a mate who was a beefy black guy which is one of my wifes fantasies. We chatted about the car over coffee, which my wife served on the patio, it was a hot sunny day and she was wearing short cut off jeans which showed off her leges well. She also had o...

A couple of months after the “last fling”, we were in bed watching the video I had taken and playing with each other as a precursor to a fucking session. She watched the black guy standing in front of her as she sucked him, she watched as he came in her mouth and as she turned to the camera with her mouth full of his cum. She watched as she almost gagged on his second load at the end of the evening. She watched the action...

After Ann had been fucked by the black guy, she had become obsessed with big black cock and had bought herself a realistic, large black dildo. A couple of times I came home to find her watching BBC porn, whilst ramming the dildo into her cunt. She made no attempt to hide the fact, and feely admitted that she had strong cravings to be fucked again by a BBC, and the dildo only went so far to alleviate the desire. We decided...

Probably six months after she met with her ex-boyfriend, Richard, and the revealing of her sexual past, and all its’ filthiness, I asked if she would like to meet him again. She replied that she would like to, but it would have to be the last time as she wanted to settle into married life and have children. I couldn’t see it being the last time, but I told her that if it was indeed to be the last time, then it needed to b...

This is part four and last of Martin calls So Martin told my husband to leave the hotel and go home wait for Martin to call him the next day to pick me up from the hotel. My husband begrudgingly left me with Martin leaving the hotel, he told me after he picked me up the next afternoon that as he left the hotel without me and walked through the reception area the guy from room service and another guy and woman were behind...

Please read parts ons and two first. As I bent over the bottom of the bed , Martin told my husband to strip and show him his little white cock and why I needed Martin’s black cock . Martin then told My husband to take his black cock and guide it between my cunt lips and stroke his cock head along my wonton pussy crack making me push back against it trying penetrate my vagina. My husband held the cock head at the entrance...

Probably six months after she met with her ex-boyfriend, Richard, and the revealing of her sexual past, and all its’ filthiness, I asked if she would like to meet him again. She replied that she would like to, but it would have to be the last time as she wanted to settle into married life and have children. I couldn’t see it being the last time, but I told her that if it was indeed to be the last time, then it needed to b...