All persons entirely fictitous
“Hello darling, this is an unexpected surprise I thought you’d be entertaining your clients or something.” Said Jenny as soon as she recognised her husband’s caller ID and slid up the face of her phone with her manicured nails to answer it.
“Oh, well that sounds a little suspicious sweetie, it sounds like you’re up to no good, I haven’t caught you in the arms of your lover have I?” Said John with a jovial tone, which hid some wishful thinking, as well as a well conceived plan.
“John, you naughty man, why would you think such a thing, honestly…I don’t know whats got in to you.”
“Well, if I am honest, because we have always been open haven’t we my love, we never hide our feelings or thoughts from each other do we?”
“No of course not darling.” Jenny interjected.
“Well there is a real hint of suspicion in my words. Don’t be mad, but when I told you a couple of months ago that I would be in Greece on business, on your birthday, well erm I thought you’d be a bit more put out than you were, but if anything you seemed a little, well erm, pleased about it, if that’s the right word. And I have to confess, and I don’t know why, as I have never had cause to doubt you before, it made me wonder if that’s because you had a lover on the side, and it meant you could spend time with him when I was away. Irrational I know. I’m sorry.”
“Gosh John, well let me assure you that is not the case, I think pleased is a little over the top about you being away, but I guess I didn’t mind so much because, well I could have a few girly days to myself over my birthday, and have a pamper…a spa, some beauty treatment, a shop. I mean, I am sure you would have spoiled me and taken me somewhere nice, but if I am honest I was looking forward to some me time, doing what I like.”
“Oh, ok silly me, jumping to daft conclusions again heh?”
“Just a little bit yes.”
There was a long pause between them then, and Jenny could sense her husband had more to say, but was struggling with how to approach it. She knew him so well, so she thought.
“What is it John?”
“Sorry, what do you mean?”
“You clearly have something else on your mind, something you need to say.”
“Well, erm, actually…there is but I have to confess it’s a little awkward, even though we can tell each other anything…this is a little bit more, well erm, intimate shall I say.”
Jenny was a little bit uneasy with his comment, and wondered if it was actually him who was in the arms of a younger lover in his hotel room, but before she could speak John blew out his cheeks and plunged straight in to it.
“Ok, so I don’t know whats got into me lately, but once the idea that you might be seeing a lover behind my back popped in to my head…(pause)…I discovered I kind of liked the idea, it really turned me on…don’t say anything yet…let me finish and get it off my chest.”
“The closer it got to me leaving for Athens, the more I thought about it. The last two weeks have been utter torture darling, I just can’t stop thinking about you fucking some mysterious, handsome, well hung gentleman. It’s driving me insane.”
“Oh John…I erm don’t know what to say…how I am expected to respond to that. I noticed you used a crude term rather than say making love or something softer, so all I can say is this appears to be a sexual fantasy, and not a desire for me to have an affair, to fall in love with another man.”
“Oh no Jen darling, there is no emotional attachment with this…my desires, or fantasies as you say, are very explicit and erotic in nature…they involve you performing all kinds of sex acts on strange men, and them reciprocating…it involves you being fucked, hard, by well hung men in multiple locations, scenario’s and positions..it is the most base, animal, raw coupling there is.”
He heard Jen’s breathing down the phone, and realised it had become more shallow, almost panting.
“I have never heard you speak like this before…I have never heard you be so direct, so blunt. It’s a little scary…it’s giving me the shivers, I have goosebumps on my arms.”
“And maybe a little exciting Darling?” John probed. There was no reply from Jenny, so John continued his probing.
“Would you like to know what kind of things happen in my fantasies, or have you heard enough sweetie. I have to confess, I would like you to hear what I dream about when I stroke my cock at night…whats on my mind when I cum lying next to you in bed while you’re sleeping.”
Jen gasped. “I had no idea…oh John, that’s so naughty.” After another slight pause Jen decided she wanted to hear more.
“Go on then, tell me, what happens?” She whispered tentatively, almost naively.
“Well I won’t bother with scenarios, or locations…you know background stuff like how you meet these men, or where you fuck them and just stick to the sex stuff, as I don’t have much time I’m afraid. I am due to meet someone soon.”
“OK” muttered Jenny.
“Well basically you prepare yourself immaculately for your rendezvous escort with your lover, or even lovers, sometimes you meet more than one man (he heard Jenny moan softly at this). You dress to the nines, sexy lingerie, revealing clothing to complement your hot figure, your pert breasts, firm ass and long, smooth legs. All designed to enhance your own feelings of sexiness, but also to impress and entice the men you meet. To turn them on before they even touch you, to seduce them. Once you are alone with them, well him; for now lets just stick to a hotel room, and one man for ease, you either strip for him seductively, or he slowly unwraps you item by item, his hands exploring you after you’re naked, or as he undresses you, whichever applies. He gropes your tits in his capable hands, and then feasts on them, teasing your nipples with lips, tongue and teeth. He parts you, and finger fucks your pussy, making you gush, then when your pussy is good and wet, he goes down on you, and eats you out, his tongue lashing your bean making you orgasm. At some point, and none of this is in any particular order, you reach for his semi-erect long, thick cock and stroke it to life, to its full length and girth, and the men always have a massive cock darling, at least 10″ and as thick as a cucumber. When he is fully hard you lick it from balls, to hilt, to tip and then ultimately take him in your mouth, devouring his slab of meat. You work his cock with mouth and hand until he explodes inside your throat, forcing you to taste his salty seed, his baby batter, and swallow it all. But the best bit is when he enters you, it doesn’t matter what position, standing with your legs wrapped around his waist, or standing from behind, pinned against a wall, or doggy style, cowgirl, missionary, spoons whatever…the moment his shaft stretches your labia open and then slips inside your wetness, he takes your-breath away, you are unable to breathe as he sinks deeper inside you, and then as his hips retreat and reenters you, as his hips pick up pace and his thrusts become harder, when he is ploughing your cunt deep and you are having multiple orgasms on his cock, and your mouth is uttering pure filth in appreciation of his efforts…that’s when I cum. Most times, I don’t get to the part, where he uses your ass, and deflowers you.”
There was a good pause, so she knew John had finished for now.
“John, oh my, I am stunned…I just, I just can’t believe this is you speaking, it’s surreal.”
“Can I ask you something personal?” Said John in a very low, hushed tone.
“Well given what you have already come out with I can’t see any point in stopping you now so go ahead?”
“Are you wet? Are you turned on right now, are you horny and excited by what I told you? Touch yourself for me darling, and tell me how wet your pussy is right now.”
“Oh god John that’s is so naughty of you.”
John could hear the phone being moved around and some fumbling in the background. Then Jenny was back on the line.
“Ok darling, my fingers are circling my clit right now, and yes I am very wet and horny right now. Oh gosh, this is amazing, I feel so very dirty playing with myself for you.”
“Do you play with yourself when you have some alone time baby, like I do, do you fantasise darling, do you watch porn clips and think about what it would be like to be in that situation, do you ever wish it would happen to you for real?
“Mmmmm John, you are pushing a girl in to revealing her secrets. And a girl must have some secrets.”
“But I told you mine darling. And we are always honest with each other aren’t we?”
“Oh, that’s not fair…cheat…ok, ok, of course I fantasise baby, of course I do, and yes when I’m alone sometimes, like in the bath, I finger myself, I make myself cum.”
“So would I be right in assuming you don’t fantasise about us, about me, when you do this, that you would be thinking about sex with strange men, just like I think about you fucking them too?”
“Mmmm, oh you are a sneaky little bastard John…ok yes, I do…I have vivid, explicit dreams too of being taken by some hunky men…and I am gong to shock you now to get my own back, by confessing that I think about big, black cocks often. I have a thing about black guys…so there darling husband what do you think to that.”
“I think that sounds so fucking hot darling, I will make sure when I play with my cock later, that I imagine you being blacked. But one last question.”
He could hear her breathing become laboured, and it was obvious she was still fingering her wet pussy, flicking her bean as her arousal burned.
“Mmmm, what is it sweetie…oooohhh”
“If you had the opportunity, would you do it for real for me? Would you give yourself to another man for me, and would you send me proof? Would you dress up and meet a strange guy, and fuck him, do all the things I described, and more…and send me pics and video of you together with him? Would you?
“Oh my god…Jesus, John what are you doing to me…I’m going to cum, John, please stop teasing me, please…”
“Oh, escort bayan I am not teasing darling, I am deadly serious, what if I had arranged it for your birthday. Would you do it? Would you go, would you fuck him, be a slut, and message me proof…I need to know, I need to know right now.”
Jenny exploded. And as she did so, worked up into a state of frenzy, of severe arousal, she screamed out. “Yes, John, yes I would do it…oh my fucking god, I would yes…I’m so fucking horny right now, I need a cock inside me, arrghhhh, nnngh.”
John was bursting with relief and excitement in his room in Athens, his little plan might just have worked. So far so good.
“Hi Jen, you still there darling? I hoped you meant what you said, I hope you weren’t just role playing because, I have yet to give you your main birthday present and I would like to do that now before I have to go.”
“I’m here. What gift?”
“I have booked a suite in your name at the Glitz hotel in the city for two people. There is champagne and flowers waiting for you, and an open tab for whatever else you want on my card.”
“Oh John, that sounds fantastic darling thank you, but you said for two people, are you going to be home early, is that my surprise?” Said Jenny a bit stupidly.
John laughed. “No, no darling, I am very much in Athens…remember what we talked about, this is about you and another man having a wild, fun night together, and you keeping me informed.”
“Oh, yes of course, silly me, that was dumb of me wasn’t it….but who is the other man, do I have to pick one, or find one to go back to the room with, I am not sure I can do that darling.”
“All taken care of my love. look in my bedside table drawer, you will see a black and gold card with a name and number on it.”
She slid open the drawer and found the card which simply said.
PATRICK
PERSONAL SERVICES LTD
555 9990999
“Got it” said Jenny.
“Ok, now when we are done call Patrick, he is a high class male escort, and is expecting you. It’s up to you what arrangements you make with one caveat. You must be in the room for 2200 latest, as I am three hours ahead of you, and don’t want to be up all night waiting on your messages. So meet him early in the bar, go for a meal to get to know him; or don’t and just meet him at the room. I will leave it up to you.”
“But what if I had said no?”
“Well it’s just a gift like any other darling, you could have refused it and I would have got you something else, but…you didn’t.”
“It’s 4pm now your time isn’t it? So you have time to get ready and make yourself even sexier than you already are for Patrick before you go to the hotel, or you can go there now and get pampered and ready there, like I said, you have an open tab darling.”
“I must dash sweetie, got to be somewhere, I hope you love your present darling, I made sure to get what your heart desires by the way. Don’t worry about Patrick, he has been vetted and has incredible references from his clients…oh and darling, Patrick is a muscular, well hung, black bull. Don’t forget. Pictures and video, but incase you do, Patrick has been briefed and has my number. Chow bella.”
Jen was speechless. How did he know about her thing for black guys, hung black guys? Or was he just edging his bets and assumed all women had such desires? She would remember to ask later.
It was 22.16 UK time, 01.16 in Athens, and John hadn’t heard from Jenny. He was on edge, tenterhooks, waiting for his WhatsApp to ping with the first message. His cock was tingling in anticipation of what he would see when it finally arrived.
He paced, naked, across his hotel room…whispering under his breath. “Come on, come on, whats keeping them…”
At 01.18 his phone pinged. The message was from Patrick not Jenny, and it was clear why when he tapped on the image to enlarge it. She had her mouth wrapped around the end of Patricks monster, black, rod…Patrick had one hand behind her head, and the other holding on to a selfie stick no doubt.
Both were totally naked, except it seemed Jenny had kept her heels on and a little choker thing around her throat, which looked a little kinky.
He barely had time to take in the photo when his phone pinged again, this time with a video clip. He tapped on the image to make it play and was greeted with the sounds and sights of Jenny trying to swallow as much of Patricks shaft as she could, and managing about half of it.
“You like my black cock girl…does it taste good baby? Put on a show for John, show him how much you like your gift. Go on girl take that cock.”
She was licking and sucking and stroking that cock like her life depended on it, like it was a life saving drug. John had no idea how long she’d been at it when they sent the images over, but just before the clip ended, Patrick held his cock deep in her throat and shot his load on her tonsils. Jenny spluttered, and gagged but took the first main shot of cum, before he withdrew to pepper her face and lips with the small aftershocks of batter. The bayan escort clip ended as Jenny licked her lips, swiping more of his seed in to her mouth for consumption.
John was fisting his own rock hard 7 inches now, his excitement piqued by what he had just witnessed. She looked amazing taking that huge black cock in her mouth. 👄
He was desperate for more, urgently needing more images to fuel his own lust, wanting to come as he heard her reaction to being screwed by Patricks impressive member.
He didn’t have to wait long for more, but frustratingly for John there were more clips of foreplay, not fucking, though one clip in particular made his cock twitch bit more than the others. First were pictures of Patrick eating Jenny’s, now shaven he noticed, very wet 💦 pussy. Jenny’s head tilted in to the pillow, her back arched, her hips wiggling, as his tongue and lips plundered her wetness. Her moans…oh my god, the sounds of pleasure and joy she made as he worked her to orgasm were hypnotic.
Other still photos were sent of Patrick sucking her tits, of her sucking his balls from behind and rimming his asshole, of her fingering herself as she was force-fed his slab of meat again…but it was the still photo of Patricks cock at Jenny’s ass that made John’s cock swell like never before. It looked more like a teasing shot, like he was wiping the head of his dick across it to tease, rather than him actually starting to take her anus and deflower her. But he couldn’t be sure as no follow up image or video was sent with him near her ass.
Then came the video clips he wanted most.
He had a reason for wanting only video clips and photos, and not watching live by FaceTime or similar. He’d told Patrick, and asked him to tell Jenny also, that it made the experience more erotic for him, that the anticipation of waiting for the next set of images, and what they revealed, was more tantric, more deliciously agonising for him.
The first clip he opened was Patrick between Jenny’s legs, stretched wide around his waist. The camera stick lay at the foot of the bed to one side so it had the right angle to see Patrick position his thick, solid piston like cock at her labia and nudge them open, stretch her wide and then slowly sink deep inside her aching, eager white pussy.
He heard Jen say “Oooooo….fuck me, that feels so fucking good…thank you John for the best birthday ever…oooooh, fuck, yes, yes, fuck me hard Patrick, fuck me like a whore, I love your big black cock….harder…harder..I want your cum inside me you hear…fuck yes….fuuuckkkk.”
John instantly spilled his seed all over the hotel room carpet as he saw his wife taken by that impressive cock, and heard her words. It wasn’t long before he was hard again though.
10-15 second clips came through every few minutes or so for the next half an hour, of Jenny being royally fucked in every conceivable position, including being pressed up against the glass of the hotel room window and being taken from behind.
It was now almost 0300 in the morning in Athens, and John had something urgent to attend to himself before he needed to sleep, so he sent Patrick and Jenny one last message each.
To Jenny, he told her he was so pleased she enjoyed her birthday, and would see her very soon so she could tell him all about it, when she could show her appreciation to him for her special gift.
To Patrick, he asked for one more clip to be taken, but for it only to be sent on two conditions. One, if it went OK and Jenny took it well, and two it was only to be sent in the morning, as it would be too late.
“So, is that it now, can you finally pay me some attention.” Said John’s business partner Brian, who lay naked, face down in his bed. “I have been waiting patiently for hours for you to fuck me.”
“Sorry Brian. Now where were we, oh yes.”
John lay down on top of Brian, and spread his ass cheeks with his hard cock, and dry humped him until eventually the tip of his cock found Brian’s gaping ass and slipped inside him.
“I hope you’re ready for this, because I am raging fucking horny.” Said John.
The real reason why John didn’t want live streaming of Jenny and Patrick was it would be much harder to conceal his own secret infidelity…that he was bisexual and fucking his best friend, and long term business partner.
He could see himself coming out one day and admitting his secret to Jenny, but not quite yet. It would need a few more black cock experiences for her to soften the blow he thought.
The next day John awoke to an unread WhatsApp message from Patrick. It was a text message, with a few videos underneath.
“It took some time, and some lube, but she took it in the end…I think you have a convert. You’re welcome.”
He pressed play. It was clear that most of the “attempts” had been played out and these clips were the end game only, which was fine. But as the video came to life, he could see Patricks fat, long, python of a cock open up the bud of Jenny’s ass and stretch her, fill her and then fuck her. Jenny was delirious, her babbling and mumbling inaudible as her ass was fucked expertly by such a huge cock. When he withdrew occasionally between penetrating her again you good see how wide her asshole now gaped from his marauding rod.