Framed!

This story tells you about how I got completely out of my depth as a result of my own stupid fantasy. I am 41 and my wife, Amanda, is 37. We have been married for 14 happy years. We?ve had a few bad times in our relationship but they were nothing compared to most people we know and our marriage has been more stable than most could ever hope for. I also know that I?m fortunate because my wife is not only intelligent and loyal but she?s a real good-looking woman. Amanda is 5?7? with dark hair and a figure and ass that is the result of regular exercise. In addition to this she has a fantastic pair of tits that make me hard just looking at them. I must admit that for many years I?ve had the fantasy that many comfortably married men have had about their wives, where their wife is being nailed by another guy but I always imagined Amanda in sexy underwear as another man screwed her. I never wanted this to happen for real but I guess it came from being in a steady, monogamous relationship and it was just a way to spice things up for me occasionally. I would never have risked telling Amanda because I knew that she would be furious about me having such thoughts. Sure, I know that she must have her own little fantasies but who wouldn?t after so many years of marriage. However, I knew that she wouldn?t be the type of wife to get turned on by sharing such scenarios despite my dream to get some photos of her in teasing poses, especially with another man. Just over a year ago our sex life went a bit stale and after a while I finally decided to take my chance. I approached my wife and covered the whole thing up in a request to generally spice up our sex life, including getting some porn films and watching them together. I also lavished her with compliments, telling her how much it would turn me on to have some glamorous photos of her in sexy underwear, uniforms and stockings. I was surprised when she said ?okay Jim, I know sex hasn?t been good or regular for a while and I guess we?ve gone off each other a bit so I suppose anything?s worth a try.? I was amazed at her response because I was really expecting a hard time or some real harsh words from her. Anyway, we discussed the subject in more detail and started laughing like a couple of school kids as we went through the photo scenarios I wanted. I?m a stockings and sexy lingerie lover (if you hadn?t guessed!) and I really wanted to see my Amanda in various poses and in uniforms such as the secretary and the nurse. During the conversation she regularly teased me about being a pervert. ?We could hire the nurse uniform and I could use one of my business suits to play the secretary but you know it?s going to cost you to get me lots of stockings and sexy lingerie, Jim. You know I don?t have too much sexy stuff?, she said laughing. I was so happy to be getting at least a part of my fantasy that I willingly agreed to pay up for whatever she wanted. The next weekend Amanda went into the city and spent the entire day shopping while I agonized over whether to ask her to be in the photos with another man aside from me. When Amanda returned she told me that I would be happy with the results of her day shopping. At that point she cheekily said to me, ?are we in these photographs together or are you just going to be photographer and voyeur?? ?Well, babe, I know that you will look amazing in these photos on your own but it would be really great if we could get another man in, a professional model of course, to make things a bit sexier.? I can barely explain the response I got from Amanda. She exploded and I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me because she was so mad. However, to my utter shock (and absolute joy), she angrily said ?okay Jim, you can have your pathetic little fantasy but you will owe me big time for this. Don?t forget it either.? I knew Amanda was pretty disgusted with me but I couldn?t refuse the chance of a lifetime so I hastily arranged a photographer and a model for the shoot. I had been given a couple of contacts by an old buddy of mine who told me that I could get what I was looking for from these agencies, so I went ahead and booked this up before Amanda changed her mind. On the morning of the shoot Amanda was out getting ready for the day?s events and I was at home waiting for the photographer and model to arrive. When the doorbell rang I was as excited as a kid until I opened the door. Standing in front of me was the photographer, Michael and an elderly black man. He introduced himself as Sam and said he was the model. This guy wasn?t muscle bound but was fairly big . However, he was old enough to be Amanda?s father and I specifically asked for a white guy under 35 years-old. This definitely wasn?t what I ordered. I knew it was too late to do anything about it so I let them in and decided to call the agency later to demand a refund or reduction in the fee. I sat the guys down, explaining to them both what I wanted and making it very clear where the boundaries were during this photo shoot. When Amanda returned home she was looking really hot. She?d had a makeover and even had her hair styled. She was still dressed in jeans and t-shirt but she looked damn good. I thought that after finally getting her to agree to this she would go crazy when she saw the 63 year-old ?model? who was waiting for her in the lounge. I was so surprised and relieved when I introduced her to Sam and the photographer. Sam was a perfect gentleman and gave her a kiss on the cheek after saying hello. If Amanda was mad or disappointed then she did a good job of hiding it. It was at this point that things began to slip out of my control. ?I don?t want you to feel nervous, Amanda,? Sam said. ?I?ve done this many times before. We can go at any pace you wish and you can take the lead throughout, unless you?d like me to do that.? Sam gave a friendly laugh as he said this but it was my wife?s response that got me worried. ?Okay Sam, I?m happy for you to be the boss. My husband has been dictating things up to now and I?ve been damn good to let it get this far so maybe you should take control. No offence, Sam, but I?m not happy about doing this at all. My husband wants this so much though that I just decided to do it, so let?s just get on with it.? I tried to interrupt by telling them about the photo scenes I wanted but Sam calmly and firmly shut me up. ?You?ll get your photos, Jim, but Amanda is a smart woman. She knows I can control this much better than you, so be a good man and take a step back.? I felt pretty small at that point but just did as I was told out of shock, I guess. Amanda smiled at us and went off to the bedroom to get changed as Sam told her. As she was leaving Sam said to her, ?I think you should start by being my secretary, young lady.? I was beginning to get angry at Sam?s confidence but knew that I?d paid him to be here so I just continued to sit there quietly. Sam waited patiently as I was beginning to feel seriously uneasy about starting this whole thing off and began to doubt whether this was all a bit too real for me. All my fears came true when Amanda appeared at the lounge door looking hotter than I had ever witnessed. She had obviously listened to her new ?boss? and was doing as she was told. She was standing there in a white blouse with a short grey skirt over black stockings and a pair of sexy business type high heels. She was clearly wearing a push-up bra, too. I couldn?t believe my eyes and I don?t think Sam could either. However, he soon regained his swagger. ?Come over here and sit on my lap, secretary.? My wife seemed to relax a little and did as Sam ordered. At that point Sam pulled Amanda toward him and started kissing her as one of his big black hands slowly slid up her leg to reveal a black stocking top against my wife?s beautiful white thigh. The photographer immediately started snapping away but Amanda pulled back and took Sam?s hand from her thigh. I was so relieved, knowing for sure that she was going to stop this. I was so upset when she said ?look Sam, I?m still only doing this for my husband but I?ll go with it if you take things a little slower please?. ?That?s please, BOSS?, Sam replied. ?Okay. Please, boss? Amanda said, laughing. I was distraught. The photographer was busy and for the next ten minutes I had to watch my beautiful wife being slowly stripped down to her stockings, garter belt, panties and push-up bra while they engaged in long kissing sessions like a pair of lovers. My wife was being slowly dominated and stripped by this black stranger while her pathetic husband watched in frustration. I was stunned when Amanda then went to unclip her bra for him. ?No baby, we agreed not to go any further than your underwear, remember? I pleaded, but Sam cut in strongly. ?Look, I?ve told you, I?M IN CONTROL HERE and your wife is happy that way so you need to be quiet while I give the orders!? Amanda was a bit shocked and looked at me for a response but I felt too weak to answer. At that point Sam lightened things up by giving my wife a playful slap on her ass and told her to continue where she left off. She reached for her bra and jokingly said ?How can I refuse my big black boss.? Within seconds her bra was slipped off and Sam had moved behind her, putting his big arms around her and cupping her gorgeous breasts in his hands. My wife turned her head and they kissed again as the photographer snapped away. I seemed to be in a daze as I watched Sam start taking his clothes off and talking dirty to my wife. ?You are a little prick tease but you are mine right now. Your husband?s just a cuckold. I?m in charge here. You need to be taken by a real man.? Sam then made my wife get on her knees and slide down his pants to reveal a cock that you only see in porn films. It must have been 10 inches long and so thick it was scary. My wife looked stunned but said, ?Don?t worry, honey, this is still just a photo shoot, nothing more.? Sam just shot me a mocking smile before ordering my wife into the bedroom. Without questioning Sam, the photographer started moving toward the bedroom with them. ?No way? I shouted as I leapt up. ?You know the rules, this is far enough.? Sam stepped away from my wife and looked me square in the eyes. ?You know, Jim, you have a strange way of behaving for a man who?s paying good money for this.? Sam wasn?t angry but was clearly being too cool and calculating for me and I was no match for him in my messed up state. ?Your lovely wife has sacrificed so much for your fantasy and you are really disrespecting her by behaving in this way. I think it would be better for us all if you left here and came back at the end of the day. After all, this is for you. What do you think, Amanda?? ?He does have a point, sweetheart. The more you interrupt us the longer this will take. Just think, if you don?t watch us as we pose then you?ll be in for a treat when you see the photos. Do as Sam says, baby.? I didn?t have an answer. I was afraid for my wife with this menacing black man but she seemed to trust him, partly because it was a photo shoot and also because of the fact that it was me who invited him into our home. I obediently made my way to the front door. Just as I opened the door to leave I heard Sam say to Amanda, ?Okay, gorgeous, Sam owns you for the rest of the day. Get into that bedroom and show the camera how much you want me!? My legs nearly buckled as I heard my wife giggle and say ?Okay, husband, don?t be too rough and I might just treat you to a striptease from my nurse's uniform.? I spent the next six hours walking around, wrestling with the fearful thoughts of my stocking-clad wife submitting to that big black thug and being penetrated by his monstrous, unprotected cock. Later I crept into the house and found Amanda in the lounge, wearing jeans and t-shirt and watching tv. She smiled, kissed me and asked me where I?d been as if nothing had happened. She told me that they had got some great photos for me and that Sam only left 30 minutes ago. I thanked her profusely for doing this and promised her that I?d never put her through anything like this again. I felt quite reassured at the relaxed scene I had walked back into and was beginning to feel good again about arranging all this. I casually asked Amanda if she was okay and sat stunned as she told me. ?Well I suppose I was okay while you were here, even if Sam was bossing you around. After you left we went into the bedroom and he told me to put my push-up bra on again because it made him horny. I was standing there in my stockings and sexy underwear when he said to me ?now kneel down and suck your new husband?s dick!? I tried to walk away but he was too strong and threw me onto the bed. I struggled to get away but I had no chance under that huge man. Before I knew it he had torn my panties off me and was slowly pushing that huge weapon of his into my pussy.? My mouth went dry and I felt the blood drain from my face. ?I begged him to stop but he laughed as he relentlessly pounded me, telling me how you were never going to stop him and how good it was to be nailing a gorgeous white wife. He then ordered me to wrap my stocking-clad legs around his back and tell him how much I loved him as he came heavily into me.? I sat helpless as Amanda continued. ?The photographer was snapping away happily as all this went on and Sam made me change into several uniforms and different types of underwear before burying his cock into me again and again. You?ve definitely got some good photos coming your way, Jim!? ?What!? I spluttered. ?You?ve been raped by this black bastard. You don?t seem too bothered. We need to do something about this now.? ?He did force me at first and I have done something. I?ve arranged to see Sam next week for more! When I knew that I had no escape I gave in to that black beast but after the first time I began to get amazingly turned on by the whole experience. I was being dominated by a real man and a huge black one at that. I couldn?t wait to slip into different uniforms and pairs of stockings and panties just so that I could be attacked by that monstrous cock again and again. It was the best sex I have ever had! You remember I told you that you owed me big time for doing this. Well I?ve decided that ?big time? means one more evening with Sam, being dominated and filled with that big black man's seed. Then I?m all yours again, sweetheart. Now, what would you like for dinner?? 7020 1.62/512345