I could hear soft moans from our bedroom and for a split second thought that Lizzy might very well have company. Of the intimate kind. I cautiously opened the door a tad to see my delicious younger wife alone and on her back in the buff. Her slender pins were wide open, her eyes were closed, and her lips were parted seductively.
The afternoon sun filtered through the net curtains and shady stripes made her slim body seem to be two-toned. I could see her pussy was damp, and a slight oozing crept down the split between her nether cheeks. I had trouble getting it up these days but for some odd reason, I always felt aroused watching Lizzy masturbate or make out with others. I was her number-one fan. Instinctively my hand went to my groin as my dick began to twitch in my pants.
Lizzy rolled her hips in a semblance of being fucked as I presumed she was imagining a man lying on top of her grinding in and out of the insatiable minx. With both hands, she rubbed her tits together and the nipples stood out in relief. Her stomach muscles clenched as she rotated her pelvis and fucked air. The hot summer sun was making her perspire slightly and I saw that the insides of her thighs were dappled with tiny spots.
That was when she reached out and I saw that she had her favourite vibrator by her side. She switched it on and it immediately began to emit a soft buzzing noise. She bit her lower lip as she eased the six-inch toy into her wet slit. It nestled nicely inside her cunt and the muted sound of its vibrations made Lizzy groan louder.
She twisted and writhed on her back and her excitement mounted as she screwed herself faster. Her legs came up and her knees went beside her ears. The vibe was clutched in both hands now as she seemed close to orgasm. Her bottom lifted and met the toy as she thrashed on the bed. Her feet kicked high up to get that extra thrill and she came in a series of grunts and violent jerks.
“That was fucking erotic,” I said as I entered the room.
Lizzy came out of her daze and saw that I had my boner in my fist and was wanking off frantically. She drew her legs open and raised her arms in invitation. I dropped my trousers and fell on top of my leggy wife and screwed her hard into the bed, coming inside her within two minutes.
x
It was a strange kind of arrangement, even from the beginning. Having discovered my insatiable younger wife had found sexual solace elsewhere, I had given Lizzy carte blanche to take lovers into her bed just so long as I was involved in some way. I consider myself to be an affectionate and considerate husband but now failed miserably to satisfy Lizzy’s rather pronounced carnal demands. To be honest, I had found I conquered my impotency and would become extremely stimulated when watching my voracious other half indulge herself.
It was a surprise to me when Lizzy suggested we have our picture taken by a professional photographer to put on invitation cards for our upcoming third-anniversary party. She surprised me even further when she informed me that she had a particular chap already booked. I narrowed my eyes as one or two suspicious thoughts entered my head.
“His name is Bill, and he comes with glowing reports from Sam who has had him before.”
Sam. Or, Samantha. Lady Darlington. An insatiable minx who I think had a revolving door in her bedroom. Despite there being a LORD Darlington.
“Right. Had him how exactly. In a studio? Or in a bed?”
“Oh, Charles. Really. She doesn’t spend all of her time on her back.”
“No? She’s had more pricks than a pin cushion. When she pops off this mortal coil she’ll be buried in a ‘Y’ shaped coffin.”
“How cruel. She likes you. Anyway, we sit for the portraits a week on Tuesday.”
x
After much discussion, we duly turned up on the day together. The receptionist of the five-story building directed us to the top floor and told us the photographic studio was at the end of the landing. We ventured inside the brightly lit room and I had to blink from the vivid white walls and ceiling. Lizzy was all big fringe, sensual looking, and possessing that desirable sexual magnetism.
Bill emerged from another part of the studio and rolled his shoulders up around his neck as he stretched. Had he been napping? He was powerfully built with prominent muscles and looked to be in his twenties. He had black hair that coiled at the nape of his neck. And his skin was as black as midnight. I turned to Lizzy to see that her eyes were filled with lust for the hunk. I guessed that Sam must have sent her pictures of the guy by text to give her an idea of what to expect. Lizzy mentally undressed him as she sized him up.
In her usual elegant manner, my stunning had chosen to wear a silk blouse in blue that was crisp and form-fitting. The shirt had been delightfully designed to show off her cleavage. Of the six white buttons she had three closed from the waist up and the top three open. Her necklace was the one that I gave her for her last birthday which was a string of pearls. To go with the shirt was a white skirt that tightly cinched her already slim waist and wrapped snugly around her rounded buns. With a high hem that showed off her shapely legs, she looked like the real Lady that she was with her hair piled up on her head.
“Lord and Lady Windermere. This is great. I’m going to give you just what you want.”
I checked out the rather amateurish studio with the requisite lighting equipment, camera accessories, and props. Two white sofas were at right angles to each other and a white rug was covering the wooden floor. Lizzy and I sat separately on the sofas and Bill immediately sat next to my wife.
“So, I’m going to take a few demo shots of the pair of you and then show them to you. Then, we can decide how to approach things.”
“Sounds wonderful, Bill.”
“Can I just say how amazing you look in that top and skirt?”
That made Lizzy feel good and she squeezed his chunky thigh in gratitude.
“Thank you, I hope the colours work.”
“It’ll work,” said he as he got up and fixed a light and fiddled with an SLR on a tripod. “I thought we could start with some pictures of you sitting and then standing arm in arm.”
I joined Lizzy and Bill began snapping away, pausing to check the results, before moving to another angle.
“Stay relaxed and look into each other’s eyes.”
I narrowed my eyes as I thought that Bill was taking numerous shots of Lizzy only. And especially of her bosom in the silk blouse.
“Fantastic,” he said when he’d finally finished. “Lizzy, you photograph really well. The camera loves you, you’re a natural.”
“You hear that, Charles? I enjoyed that.”
“You were like a proper model,” I said honestly, “You seemed to really get into it.”
“He put me at ease,” she said as she watched him load up another camera and fit a filter over the lens.
“Right. Now I’ll have you standing side by side in front of the white backdrop.”
Lizzy and I linked arms as he shot off a load of pictures in the space of five minutes.
“Hi, Bill. Hope I’m not too early.”
My jaw nearly hit the floor when a sleek black girl waltzed into the studio and plonked herself down onto one of the two sofas. Clearly a model, the twenty-something was stunning and I could not take my eyes off the ebony beauty in front of us. She was wearing a sheer dress which did little to hide her dark body that lay beneath. Her tits were unfettered and her erect nipples were visible through the flimsy material. The hem at the bottom of her dress covered just enough of her pussy mound to leave something to the imagination as she sat opposite Lizzy and I.
“Oh, Latrice. Shit, I wasn’t expecting you for another hour, hon.”
“Well, sorry to be a pain, but I got stuff to do, feel me?”
“What about Stephanie? We were supposed to have her too.”
“You know Stef. She’s always late, the bitch.”
Bill turned to me and spread his hands in apology.
“We’re going to take some erotic pictures today, but I had planned this for later.”
Lizzy did not look at me but just squeezed my knee. I saw that gleam in her eye and nodded.
“We have time, go ahead and shoot Latrice. We can wait. It might be fun to watch.”
Bill shrugged and pointed to the black girl.
“Okay, let’s take some pictures.”
As the photographer moved behind the camera, adjusting the tripod head to frame the unexpected model, my wife and I were all eyes. Latrice took her place in front of the big white screen and threw shapes.
“Okay, baby, if you can turn to your left and place one foot in front of the other. Keep that other leg bent at the knee. And hold that…got it.”
Latrice was no novice and knew just how to pose seductively. There was something of the feline about her, a sort of jungle cat who had a confidant and untamed sensuality. Gradually, the poses became more daring, as she pushed out her bubble butt and pushed her tits together. She kept flicking her long straight hair up as she peered into the lens with pouting lips.
“Right, now for something racier.”
I raised a brow when the girl unzipped her dress and let the front drop below her bosom. She proudly showed off her perky breasts which now had nipples that could probably cut glass!
“I think it looks better if your hair is a bit wilder.”
Latrice fluffed her midnight black hair and let it fall down the left side of her face, covering her tit as it fell. She put her hands on her hips and humped the air as if fucking. She pushed her chest out, showing off her firm breasts to the cameraman. It was at that moment that she unzipped her dress and stepped out of it to reveal all her naked glory.
The ebony-skinned young woman was a vision of beauty with flawless skin, a tight figure, and a jelly roll backside that was plump and high. Her firm breasts had pointy nipples that were erect and surrounded by mocha-coloured areolas. Between her thighs sat her prominent pussy mound that rose out from a visible V that ran from her narrow hipbones to the bottom of her trimmed pubic area. Her lush, rounded bottom had dimpled clefts above both cheeks which lifted up and out. If I was able to I would have had a boner that could drill holes in walls if it wasn’t for my debilitating condition. Lizzy was fascinated by this turn of events as Bill put down his camera and set up a 4K video camcorder to face the white screen. He then stripped off and came over to where we were seated and apologized.
“Sorry for this, My Lord. But I will try to get done as soon as I can. I can’t lose this contract. It’s for an American publication, you understand.”
Lizzy eyed up the bull of a man and I swallowed hard at his unashamed display of nudity. His undoubted masculinity was evident in his semi-erection, and his acute manly aroma assailed our nostrils. This was a turn-up and no mistake. He pulled out a sofa and Latrice sat down on it with her knees bent and legs out. From our point of view, Lizzy and I were able to see the girl’s smooth pussy with the labia forming a soft pink line separating them. As he bent over her, Bill was probably unaware of my amorous spouse thrusting a hand between her legs as he drank in his nakedness.
He was heavily built in the raw, and he had an abundance of body hair. Not just on his chest but around his groin and upper thighs. His dick was longer than average, extremely thick, and with a large tapered head. He stood to attention as Latrice reached out and gripped his tight rear. As they peered into the video camera, they both posed accordingly. He took her breasts in his hands to fondle and caress them, tweaking her nipples between his fat finger and thumb which made Lizzy shudder next to me.
“Good heavens!” she exclaimed when the black girl bore down on his stiff dick and curled her full lips around the swollen helmet.
With flared nostrils and with drool trickling down his midnight black shaft, she sank down onto him with relish. She reared back and exhaled audibly and then dove back down once more. Bill put his hands on her head as he raised his hips to meet her bobbing head.
“You okay there, folks? Drink maybe?”
Bill looked entirely relaxed beside his nine-inch pecker being spit-polished by the unfazed girl. I shook my head in silence but noted his eyes linger on Lizzy who by now had drawn the hem of her skirt right up her shapely thighs to give some air to her heated muff. Bill sat on the sofa, and Latrice ran her slender hands up the outside of his meaty thighs as she wiggled her bum at the camera recorder. His throbbing organ jutted straight up in the air, and the girl gripped him at the root as she turned to us and winked.
Latrice started to swivel her hips and lift her bubble butt up high which even I found most erotic. I crossed my legs as I felt a stirring in my trouser department. Beside me, Lizzy had drawn her panties off and was now sliding her middle digit up and down her moistening gash. My wife gazed at them both excitedly and used her free hand to stroke my bulge. Bless. Bill looked over at us watching avidly and he motioned to Lizzy to join him and the girl.
“Lady Windermere. You look as if you’re enjoying yourself. If His Lordship doesn’t mind, we could use an extra hand. If you’ll pardon the pun.”
Lizzy looked at me and smiled. It had been as clear as day that my ingenious wife had amorous designs on the man since she had set eyes on him, and her decidedly bisexual tastes included the tawny female model as well.
“Oh, Charles doesn’t mind in the slightest. Do you, darling?”
I shrugged and watched Latrice move to one side to make room for my wife. She was presumably substituting for the missing Stephanie as she completed the planned threesome. Lizzy ran a hand up and down his bulk, feeling his darker skin and his solid muscles. She cocked her head to one side so that she could stroke his stomach in full view of the camera. Clever girl. Her hand wandered further down, her fingers feeling his wiry pubic hair.
He grinned as she took his erect cock in her hand and placed her mouth just over the big head. He groaned with pleasure as she licked him with her tongue and lips. I knew how he felt as she forced more of him into her mouth, making her jaw open wide. She sucked on him with her eyes closed for a full minute and then slowly let him free, leaving the head of his cock wet and glistening with her saliva. She licked her lips suggestively and stood up.
“Shall I strip?” she asked, already unbuttoning her top.
“Please do.
Lizzy let her silk blouse fall from her shoulders and then she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it as it puddled around her heels. Already bereft of underwear, my stunning wife was now as naked as the day she was born. Bill got up, his dick pointing out at a jaunty angle and he made Lizzy face the camcorder.
He came behind her and he began to use his fingers to probe her pussy. It was highly suggestive to see his hand appear through her legs from behind. He rubbed his middle finger up and down the crack between her lips and she teetered on her heels as he frigged her. I had my hard cock out in a flash as I watched my wife being diddled by the black hunk. She opened her legs wider when he pushed two fingers inside her cunt hole, and Lizzy rocked her hips and cupped her tits in delight.
“My goodness!”
Latrice had not been idle and tipped a bottle of baby oil on the palms of her hands and made her entire body shiny and slick. Bill turned Lizzy sideways and the ebony beauty applied the oil to my wife’s body.
“This oil will make your skin glow, and form little droplets for a dramatic camera effect. You and Latrice will appear to be hot and aroused for the lens.”
“But I AM hot and aroused.”
Bill laughed as Latrice finished off oiling up Lizzy, applying the stuff to her shoulders, perky breasts, and flat stomach. She shivered with the frisson of a thrill as she posed in the buff for the camcorder, displaying the small droplets on her glistening skin. She looked fabulous and I wanked my cock frantically.
“Let’s start then,” he said to the two girls.
Lizzy and Latrice stood on either side of the well-hung stud as he kissed first one and then the other hard on the mouth. Both of them stroked his hard-on as they smooched for the video. Lizzy had no qualms about having her face filmed, presumably thinking those in our exclusive social circle would never see this.
“Oh, my days. You’re simply huge, aren’t you? I must have you inside me.”
“Are you okay with us getting some more intimate shots, My Lord?”
Bill raised a brow as he saw me jerking my carrot furiously. “Right, gotcha.”
Lizzy was already on her back, lounging horizontally on the sofa. Bill moved up and posed over her with his long black log close, but not quite touching her pussy mound. Ever the enthusiastic amateur, Lizzy lay right back with her legs out wide to see her expectant rogering clearly. With consummate timing and a yearning to be speared on such a dark dick, Lizzy dug her heels in the small of Bill’s back to urge him forward.
“Fuck me, babes.”
Bill’s fat helmet was all pushy at her entrance as he snorted and concentrated. He pushed his cock in halfway and Lizzy grit her teeth. He gave her another two inches and stopped. She looked over at me with big eyes and I swallowed hard at the incredible sight of her with such a packed stud on top of her. He began working more of his dick inside her and she started rising up to meet his thrusts. He made sure his entire length was visible for that superb moment he entered her. In her cock hunger, Lizzy pushed her hips up to meet him, her back arching slightly on the sofa. I bent forward to see how her pussy was stretched beyond the limit as the black snake of a dick continued its inevitable penetration.
“How is it, My Lady?”
“Fucking huge, and I want more.”
Her oiled-up form glistened divinely as Bill moved deeper inside her until he was half-buried inside her. He began to shunt in and out sending exquisite sensations through Lizzy’s slender body. He built up a steady rhythm, moving back and forth, and each time pulling almost out of her before smoothly pushing back in. Latrice came behind him and made a gesture for the camera of pushing his taut bum to and fro as if he needed guidance as he fucked my groaning lover faster. He squeezed the tit closer to the camcorder and then bit down hard on her erect nipple.
“Hang on.”
Bill effortlessly lifted her lithe legs up and placed them over his sturdy shoulders. This new position let him press down into Lizzy more firmly which pleased her greatly as she exhaled over and over from the deeper strokes. The black stud continued to make strong thrusts into her lightweight frame and I watched spellbound as his enormous cock disappeared inside her with each push. On and on he fucked her and her heels pointed up to the ceiling as she took him all in.
“My gosh!”
Lizzy yelped in surprise when Bill gathered her up like a doll and sat back in the chair with her still impaled on his colossal cock. She happily sank herself onto his hose and began bouncing on him with relish.
“Feels…so good…in…inside me!” she moaned.
I was in total agreement as I watched her bottom smash into his groin and judder as he went fully inside her. Bill grabbed her narrow hips and assisted her in riding his heavy bone. I heard her make pussy farts and I recognized she was on the verge of an orgasm. As she froze in her climax on his lap, her juices coated his cock. My wife dipped her head lower and he lifted her up and off of his veiny dick.
“I do, me do!” cried Latrice as she moved onto her hands and knees on the floor, inviting Bill to mount her from behind.
He swiftly came behind her with his cock in his fist. He plunged into the oiled-up ebony babe and vigorously pumped her hard. The girl took it all in her stride as he pistoned in and out of her snatch for a few minutes. His hips slapped against her bubble bum with each stroke. I took a second to glance at Lizzy who had gathered her wits and was intently viewing the shag while cupping her well fucked pussy.
“Can you crawl under her and eat her pussy while I fuck her?” suggested Bill.
Lizzy giggled and lay on her back beneath the rutting black couple. She positioned her face directly under the stuffed pussy of the girl and poked out her tongue. As Bill drove in and out of Latrice, Lizzy swiped at his generously sized shaft. Her thumb strummed the girl’s clit at the same time and the look on the face of the ebony babe was one of utter joy. Each time Bill pulled back I could see Lizzy strain up to catch his dick on the backstroke. He slipped out completely on one particular energetic shunt and Lizzy grabbed onto his big organ and painted it with languid swipes. He seemed impressed by this and allowed my slut of a wife to blow him upside down.
“Fucking hell!”
He drove in and Lizzy sucked on him as her hair hung down and her head tilted back with her chin up. Latrice moved away and looked between Lizzy’s open legs. She plunged two fingers into my wife’s twat and Lizzy squirmed under her touch. Bill pulled out of Lizzy’s mouth as Latrice’s mouth made contact with her sodden cunt. Her mouth and chin were smeared with Lizzy’s juices and both of them moaned for the camcorder which still filmed the proceedings.
“I want to be on top,” said Lizzy in an authoritative manner.
Bill got up, his mammoth dick pointing the way, and repositioned the camcorder to film from a sideways point of view.
He then sat himself down and held out a hand to my wife who fluffed up her hair as she sat in his lap. She let out a sharp gasp as she dropped onto his upright black pole. Lizzy adjusted her position slightly, lifting half an inch, and then placing the palms of her hands on his hairy chest. She rolled her hips and her tight pussy slid back and forth over the flared helmet and fat shaft. Within moments, she was jumping up and down on him and jerking and shrieking in delight. The curve of her back was sublime to look at as her slender form undulated and rippled. I was won over by her oily body and the way her tits and stomach glistened in the lights as her body shifted. She rode the man quickly, locking onto his cock with superb control. Her tits were bouncing, and her slim body was an erotic wonder to behold.
“Oh, I’m going to…going to…cum!”
Her body snapped forward, and her hands grabbed onto Bill’s shoulders as she slammed down on him all the way. dropping to my chest. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream as she shook over and over.
“Are you ready to get fucked? Fill me with that white cock.
I looked up in mute silence as the little minx that was Latrice straddled me and with one swift motion, she impaled herself on my not too modest erection. The dark-skinned model was either feeling sorry for me or just needing a shagging as she rode me cowgirl style. She bounced on my cock, her tight pussy firmly clenching my shaft, as I watched her chocolate ass jiggle each time she slammed down. I grabbed her narrow hips and assisted her in riding my throbbing dick. I looked into her doe-like brown eyes as I realized this was the first black girl I had ever fucked.
Her hips slapped against me with each stroke, and I became aware of that familiar tingle that signalled the imminent arrival of my orgasm. I took a glance at Lizzy who was busy blowing Bill and smiled. Latrice had a pussy that felt like a silk purse, as I rammed my cock deep inside her a few more times before she hopped off and wanked me to climax. I erupted in her fist, and she pumped my shaft hard to coax every drop from my pulsating member. She winked at me and waltzed off to the dressing room as I saw Lizzy totter over to where I was seated. She had Bill’s cum all over her chin and heaving tits. The result presumably of blowing him to ejaculation. She cocked her head as she saw me cradling my spent member.
“I’m guessing you enjoyed watching your slut of a wife fucking a black fellow.”
She pointed to my drooping dick and I nodded smugly. If only she knew!
END
