To recap, my wife Ann had become consumed by the need to be fucked by a big black cock. To satisfy her craving she had entered into an arrangement with Ray who would become her “bull”, and she became his “free use”, “all holes” slut. Over time she was so obsessed with Ray and his monster of a cock that she would do anything for him. This now included her fucking other black men of Ray’s choosing, and always bareback at hi...

Ally was on a night out with friends at a hotel in Belfast - she wasn't staying over but some friends were. It was a good night and they went to the disco. The girls new Ally loved black men and asked a black doorman to get a photo with her. She actually sent me the photo sitting on his knee - but I didn't know she cheated at this stage. Apparently a couple of hours and a few wines later she was coming back from the toile...

BBC One last time. Although things between us had dramatically improved, both in terms of our relationship and sexual gratification, we often talked about the old times and her love of black men, now in our 60’s we didn't think there would be anyone interested in my wife, we, well she, often brought the subject up, the possibility of one last time, as she blurted out’ I looked my wife straight into her eyes, yes, I Guess...

I sat in the dark alone in my office, the glow of the computer screen illuminating my face as I scrolled through the forums. The same ones I’d been frequenting for months now. Threads filled with guys like me, husbands with fantasies they were too ashamed to admit to anyone in real life. But here? Here, we talked openly. Here, we shared experiences, advice, and sometimes even connections. My wife Marie and I hadn’t had a...

The soft glow of the television flickered in the dimly lit living room as Rani sat curled up on the sofa, a cup of tea cooling on the side table. The house was quiet now—Amit was away on a business trip, and the kids were asleep upstairs. It was rare for her to have a moment to herself, and she had decided to indulge in a late-night show she’d heard about from a friend. The show was bold, unlike anything she usually watch...

Still reeling from my shock discovery, it would be several months before my wife finally brought the disk out, a bedtime treat she called it. She knew what could revive my ED cursed cock back to some kind of resemblance of a hard on. We both had a kinky passion for BBC sex, her taking it and me just helplessly forced to watch as they pleasured my wife in only a way I could only dream of, then making me clean up the spunky...

I don't know if I was ever meant to find this particular DVD or it was badly hidden by my wife knowing full well I'd at some point, inadvertently come across it. My wife would occasionally spend the night out with ‘friends’,sometimes male friends, where I'd be sent photo's on my mobile of her in various stages of being fucked, sometimes her ample tits covered in sperm to reinforce my humiliation and her dominance over me....

If you haven't already, please read the first part ' wife's infidelity exposed at barbecue' which should explain how we got into this situation in the first pace. --------------------------------------------- I didn't think this would continue, but it has, looking back, I think this was the excitement that was missing from our lives. Sally at this point had no idea of our past but would certainly reap the benefits from it...

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...

We looked at the text Errol had sent; it was quite lengthy and went into some detail as to what he expected from us. For me, this was a large jump from a soft swinging session; our last meeting unexpectedly went just a little further than everyone had anticipated. Jayne however read it in great detail, she didn't want to miss a thing contained within, the delight on her face was what I feared the most as she read every li...

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...

My wife and I married young, we'd been married 4 years and were saving for our first house together. My wife Jayne 24, a size 10 leggy blonde with a nice pair of 36c boobs, long blonde hair, in a word, ‘ beautiful’ myself, a reasonably fit young man , 24 and to coin the phrase ‘ the luckiest man alive’ with a beautiful sexy young wife like Jayne. However, my wife harboured a secret, a dark secret, that I would unwittingly...

Read Part 1 :https://www.swingingheaven.co.uk/stories/cuckold/notting-hill-carnival-2 Read Part 2 : https://www.swingingheaven.co.uk/stories/cuckold/notting-hill-carnival-part-2 Rani walked home in a daze, her thoughts consumed by what had just happened. The streets of London buzzed with life around her, but she barely noticed. All she could think about was the feeling of being taken, dominated, by Arron and Jaden. The ro...

Amit, 44, and Rani, 42, had been married for fifteen years, and in all that time, Rani had only ever been with Amit. Their life had settled into a comfortable routine, centered around their two children, who now spent most weekends with their grandparents. This particular weekend, with the kids away, Amit decided to take Rani out to the Notting Hill Carnival. It was rare for them to have time alone together, and they both...