Sex, Lies and Digital Cameras Ch. 02byMag58©
Sex, Lies and Digital Cameras PT.2
Over the next couple of months I used my digi-cam to spy on my wife whenever I worked away from home. I was lucky several times, if I overhear her making arrangements, with her lover, I set the recorder accordingly.
On these occasions, I filmed Linzi and her lover, Barry, fucking and sucking for hours on end.
Their behaviour became predictable, on most visits. Linzi would answer the door, dressed in sexy underwear. Within seconds of entering the living room she would have his cock out of his pants and halfway down her throat. Sometimes, if he was in a hurry (coming home from work or the gym), he would be satisfied with a blowjob – always splashing his come on her face.
More often, than not, she would suck him or deep-throat him for 5 or 6 minutes, then he would fuck her pussy, finish in her arse, and she would lick his dick clean. The ‘action’ never lasted more than an hour. He would have a beer or a cup of coffee, then go home. At first I was relieved that she was only using him for sex, and wasn’t actually in love with him, but the longer it went on, the more I realised that she was hooked on him, like a drug addict.
Occasionally he would be in a hurry and be satisfied with a blowjob, when he would blow his wad in her mouth, which she would gratefully swallow.
On other occasions, I set the camera up in the hope that Barry would arrive. Several times, all I recorded was my wife watching TV. It would be obvious by the way that she was dressed, that nothing was planned, so I would stop the tape after 10 or 12 minutes.
One day, just as I was about to switch the tape off, I heard the doorbell ring. Dressed in her work clothes, Linzi looked puzzled as she left the room. Out of curiosity, I continued to watch. Looking a little bit confused, Linzi re-entered, followed by Barry’s brother, Stu. He looked a bit drunk.
The tape sound wasn’t great, as the TV was still playing, so it was difficult to hear what they were saying.
Stu flopped onto the sofa, while Linzi nervously stood in the middle of the room. It became evident that he was clumsily asking for sex. Linzi didn’t seem interested. Stu became agitated and stood up. He threw his jacket on the floor, unfastened his combat pants and pulled his swollen cock out of his boxers, waving it at her. Linzi seemed to be telling him to put it away and leave.
After a few minutes, he seemed to get the message, and started to pull his combats up. His head dropped and he began to get very upset, apologising and on the verge of tears.
Linzi took pity on him, moved towards him and placed her arms around his shoulders. She planted a soft kiss on his cheek, then whispered something. He cheered up instantly.
Removing one of her hands, she placed it on his soft penis, gently tugging on it. A huge smile lit up his face, as her tugging started to take effect.
Sliding down his young body, Linzi’s face was in front of the now, very hard black cock.
The bitch just couldn’t resist, could she?
Like the expert that she was, she enveloped the fat head with her lips. Stu rested his hands on her shoulders and slowly moved his hips back and forth, fucking my wife’s mouth.
She tapped him on the thigh, and motioned him to lie down, on the sheepskin rug. They ended up in a 69- type position. Her mouth was clamped around half of his cock as she lifted her skirt and pulled at the elastic of her tights. He got the message and pulled them and her knickers off her legs. Her sucking was becoming faster, and the boy was getting closer to the edge, when she opened her legs for him. Stu knew exactly what to do, and buried his face in her cunt, lapping at her like a puppy. He must have found her clitoris very quickly as she began to crush his head in her vice-like grip. Her body shook like she’d had an electric shock, when she orgasmed. It was all too much for the boy, his cock fell from her mouth and he sprayed jets of white spunk all over her face and hair.
Not wanting to let it go to waste, Linzi tried her best to catch some in her mouth, but there was too much and it was coming out too quickly.
Five minutes later, as Linzi recovered, lying on her back with her legs wide open, Stu stood up, fastened his combats, appeared to say ‘thanks’, and left.
One of my other ‘lucky captures’ was on a Friday night, when I had to attend an exhibition in London. Expecting her to go clubbing and return with Barry, I set the timer for 1am.
Sure enough, at 1.10, the house lights went on, but instead of Barry, a very drunk Linzi arrived holding hands with two guys in suits. One black (of course!), and one white. They both looked about 40 and could have been sales reps or something similar. The black guy was about 5ft. 10, well groomed, with a goatee beard, and his friend was shorter and slimmer.
Linzi staggered across the room to put a CD (Macy Gray) on the hi-fi.
After dropping her jacket on a chair, she began to drunkenly dance with the black guy, sloppily kissing him at the same time.
His hands went straight to her cute arse (partly to keep her from falling over). When he met no resistance, he pulled her dress up and over her hips, just as Barry had done some months ago, exposing her fleshy arse, pink g-string and stockings to his friend.
The white guy joined them, by pressing himself against her back, grinding his hips into her exposed buttocks.
Linzi let her head fall against the second guys chest, as the black one stroked and kissed her tits. She was in ecstasy as they pulled her dress up and over her head, leaving her in matching pink underwear. Her Wonderbra made her tits look huge. The black guy obviously agreed as he buried his head in her ample cleavage, licking and kissing her sweaty breasts. Number two had taken his jacket and shirt off, by now and was kicking his shoes into the corner.
He turned Linzi to face him, and sunk his tongue into her mouth, she responded instantly, by unclipping his belt and pulling his zip down. When she placed her hands on his bulge, his trousers dropped to his ankles. Very deftly he stepped out of them as Linzi released his throbbing cock from his pants. She broke from her kiss to look at it. Smaller than her black lovers, she wasn’t disappointed; it must have been 6 or 7 inches long and quite thick (again, bigger than mine). She turned her eyes back to his and raised her eyebrows, to express her pleasure.
Number 1 was now naked and standing behind her. Slightly dipping his knees, he moved forward and pressed his cock between her legs. Linzi jumped with shock, and moved away from them. Laughing at her reaction, Number 1 placed his hands on his hips, breathed in and waved his cock at her.
If she was happy with Number 2, she was positively overjoyed with Number 1. It looked every inch as big as Barry’s cock.
Linzi unclipped her bra, tweaked her nipples and fell to her knees, between the two men. Her hands immediately went to their dicks. Nature took over and she began sucking on the large black cock, as she wanked the white one. Both men played with her tits as she alternated sucking them. The white guy said something to his friend, who nodded agreement. He then helped Linzi stand up. Her face was covered in a drunken, sloppy, grin as she lay on the sofa.
Number 2 knelt between her legs, stroking her inner thighs, as Number 2 fed his cock into her mouth.
The white guy was running his fingers up and down her crack, making her squirm and wriggle with anticipation. Number 1’s eyes were a picture as he eased more and more of his black snake into her mouth and down her throat.
Number 2 had lifted her up to remove her soaking panties, which he threw on top of the TV.
Linzi couldn’t have spread her legs any further, as one was on the floor while the other ankle was hooked over the back of the sofa. Number 2 must have felt like a gynaecologist as he stroked and fingered her neatly trimmed pussy, while his friend was getting the deep-throat treatment at the other end.
As the black guy was gently fucking her throat his friend asked him and Linzi something. Number 1; just grinned and nodded, Linzi raised her eyebrows. With this, he moved his position until his cock was at her entrance. With his hands holding her legs in place, he slid in to her cunt.
Linzi’s body seemed to tense up for a moment, then she relaxed, and continued fucking the big black cock with her mouth, as the white guy fucked her pussy. When they realised that Linzi was really enjoying this, both men began to increase their speed, especially the guy fucking her. My wife was now wide eyed with excitement, her lower body was trying to meet his thrusts, but her position made that too difficult. Unsure what she wanted, Number 2 leant forward, grabbed one of her tits and pushed her left leg forward until her ankle was touching her shoulder.
She was now struggling to keep up with them, but they seemed oblivious to any distress, as the white guy started to really buck his hips, forcing his friend to cradle her head as he, himself was now increasing his own speed. In a flurry of bodies Number 2 flung his body back, gritting his teeth as he flooded her womb with his juices, which set his buddy off. The black guy was twitching so much; he pulled his cock out of Linzi’s mouth so quickly, spunk was flying in all directions, landing on her face, the sofa and his pal. Linzi straightened her body out, as Number 2 pumped his last few drops into her.
Number 1 slid to the carpet and held my wife’s hand. The white guy pulled out, and was still quite stiff. Not wanting to miss a once in a lifetime opportunity he moved in front of Linzi and asked her to lick him clean, which she did with pleasure.
When she had finished, Linzi appeared very drowsy. A brief conversation ensued, ending with one of them using our phone, to call a taxi. She made herself comfortable and fell in and out of sleep as the guys got dressed. 15 minutes later the guys picked up their jackets, and gently kissed her on the cheek and left, leaving her asleep on the sofa.
Our sex life soon became non-existent, as I was disgusted with both Linzi and myself. Just as she appeared to be hooked on sex with her black boyfriends, I was, also, hooked on watching her, and sniffing her soiled panties, at every opportunity.
As the year came to an end, I knew that our marriage couldn’t last, but I wasn’t prepared for the final chapter in our charade.
‘Ring, ring, ring’, I heard the phone, as I walked past the living room. I stopped and listened at the door. In hushed tones, I heard Linzi’s one- sided conversation.
“Hi….yes, busy in his room…..What do you think….I’m as horny as fuck….you told me that I had to wait….God, yes…..I need to fuck you now! I don’t think that I can wait until Thursday….Oh! Fuck, Barry! That sounds great…I’ll do it in the morning…he doesn’t look down there anymore, anyway….shit! I can’t wait to see the look on their faces when I answer the door…. (Laughter)…let me use the dildo….please….please….Fuck off!…You’d better be first through that door, because I’m going to fuck the first thing that moves! See you, Thursday. Love you.”
Nothing shocked me anymore. All I could think of was setting my camera up, for Thursday night.
The next few days were spent in the normal routine. We went through the motions, but even some friends had noticed the change in our relationship.
I rushed back from the airport on Friday lunchtime, to find the camera in it’s usual place, and as the tape rewound in the VCR, I checked the wash basket for her underwear. I was disappointed. All I could find were a pair of hold up stockings.
Returning to the living room with some Kleenex and a can of beer, I pressed ‘start’.
The room was empty, but I could hear music (Bob Marley). A couple of minutes passed, then Linzi appeared, wearing her bathrobe, carrying 10 or 12 cans of beer. She set them on the coffee table, and lit a cigarette. Nervously she looked at her watch.
It was apparent that they were creatures of habit. He always arrived between 7.15 and 7.30, and left at 9.30. I guessed that he, too, was married.
Over the sound of the music, I heard the doorbell ring. Smiling, Linzi took her robe off, and threw it behind a chair.
She was naked, apart from her stockings and high-heels!
As she walked towards the door, I spotted that she had shaved and shaped her bright red pubes, into a diamond.
Moments later, three, laughing, black men entered the room. Linzi followed with Barry and Stu.
The two guys that sat on the sofa were in their mid twenties. Like Barry, they had shaved heads, tattoos and covered in gold chains and rings. Their t-shirts emphasised the muscles on their arms and chests. The other man was much older (late thirties), stockier and shorter. He looked just like Joe Frazier, the boxer.
She virtually skipped across the room, making her swollen tits bounce, when Barry asked for a beer. Deliberately keeping her legs together, and with a stiff back, she bent over to get some cans. The men cheered and ‘high-fived’, each other, as she passed them around.
Barry held onto her, by the waist, as he swigged from his can. Linzi was rubbing herself against his leg, like a bitch on heat. Apart from playing with a breast and tugging at a nipple, he ignored her while he talked to his pals.
Linzi couldn’t wait any longer, as she continued rubbing her crotch against him; she slipped a hand down his joggers, to feel his cock. Barry was in his element, pretending to be Mr. Cool as my white, sex craved wife played with his cock.
He let go of her waist and playfully spanked her arse, as she pulled his long, soft, dick out. She looked up for his approval before she began sucking on that enormous weapon. He nodded, so she fell to her knees, and began slobbering on the knob and veined shaft.
Stu and the others sat staring in amazement as Linzi licked and sucked Barry for their entertainment. It grew before their eyes as she pumped more and more blood into the shaft.
Barry steadied her tilted head with his hands, and slowly fed his cock into her mouth and down her throat. I was still amazed at her prowess at ‘deep-throat’, especially considering the size of that thing.
As she gently rocked on her knees, sliding 4 or 5 inches in and out at a time, Barry said something to the others. In an instant they were on their feet and clothing was quickly discarded.
As soon as he had withdrawn, ‘Joe Frazier’ immediately replaced him in her mouth, with the thickest cock that I had ever seen, as Linzi was surrounded, by four, new, rampant black cocks. Feverishly she gobbled on it as she jerked the others to hardness. Laughing and joking they pushed each other out of their way as they, each, forced their fat cocks into her waiting mouth.
Grabbing her head, and pushing it back, the short guy, looked at Barry, who nodded. Within seconds he was firing his spunk all over her face. Strands were going in her eyes and up her nose. She never budged. As he squeezed his last drops onto her tongue, Stu took over.
His hand was a blur, as he, too, exploded into her mouth. There was so much spunk, bubbles formed as she gasped for air, and it ran down her chin, onto her tits.
Linzi’s hands began rubbing it in to the skin of her soft breasts. I’d never seen her nipples look so hard or so long.
Now laughing hysterically, the other two pushed Stu away and placed their knobs together on her lips. As one, they spilled their hot, white goo, into her mouth and across her face.
Watching them wipe their used cocks on her face, I spontaneously ejaculated in my pants.
Barry spoke, at last, and his friends moved back. Grinning, Linzi sat back, onto her calves. Facing Barry, she licked her fingers clean as she wiped the excess love-juice into her mouth.
Her lover helped her to her feet. When she stood up he placed his massive hand between her parted legs. After he whispered something into her ear, she moved to the sofa.
With her arse on the edge, Barry took her ankles, and spread her legs as far as his arms would allow. The camera angle wasn’t terrific, but I could, just, make out her shaven pussy glistening for him. His cock looked enormous as it entered her.
Linzi let out a howl as he sank all 10 inches in. With her legs held apart by his arms, Barry proceeded to give her a ‘Helluva’ fucking. Linzi pulled his face into her shaking breasts as he hammered her bald cunt; for all that he was worth.
Stu and the others stood as close as they could, drinking beer and discussing the action like connoisseurs.
Barry, slowed down, and raised his head. Linzi relaxed her grip on him. His shiny black sword looked even bigger as it slid out.
Still holding her legs apart by the ankles, he said something to her. My wife vigorously nodded her head. Making sure that his friends were getting a good view, he nudged her ‘starfish’ with the tip of his cock. As usual it slid in with no resistance. The two, tall guys, jaws dropped, like in a cartoon, when Barry’s full 10 inches disappeared into her arse.
I could hear my wife screaming “Yes, yes, yes! OOOOHHHH! Fucking Hell! Yes, yes, yes!” as he increased his speed. Linzi was now bent double, resting on her shoulders, as he rammed her arse, “Ohhhhh! Barry! Barry! Fucking Hell! Barry!” she kept screaming. Biting his lip, he pulled out of her hole, dropped her legs and his shit stained cock erupted into her mouth. My wife clamped her lips around the shaft, so as not to spill a drop. After jerking his last few drops onto her face, Barry moved away, to get a beer.
Stu replaced his brother, in my wife’s pussy, while one of the tall ones knelt by her head, for her to eagerly suck him.
Barry and the others stood close by, naked, drinking beer, as Linzi looked in Heaven as the two men fucked her from both ends.
Stu was still ‘banging away’ when his pal spunked all over her face, for the second time.
Linzi rested her spunk-covered head on the arm of the sofa, as Stu raised her legs in the air.
Stu withdrew from her shaved pussy, and quickly pushed his cock into her arsehole, like his brother had done.
‘Joe Frazier’ and Barry were laughing out loud at my wife’s discomfort, as Stu fucked her arse, making her grunt like a pig. Stu turned to face his brother, as he sent more cum up her backside.
Linzi was panting for air as Stu slipped his cock out of her stretched hole.
Moving towards her, ‘Joe Frazier’ tugged at his gruesome cock. “Get on all fours!” I heard him growl. Linzi obeyed, immediately, facing the camera.
He knelt behind her, grabbed her by the waist and roughly rammed his cock into her. Linzi grimaced, as his fat cock stretched her arsehole. ‘Smokin’ Joe’ had an evil grin on his face as he fucked her. “Aaaaggghh! Oh, yesssss!” I could hear her moan, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” she kept repeating, as she became acclimatised to his roughness.
“Do you like that?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, yes.” She replied, through gritted teeth.
“So you like it Doggy style? Do you?” He continued as he abused my wife.
“Yes, yes, it’s fucking great! I love it.” She hissed.
“If you like it Doggy style, then bark like a dog!” He growled as the others, including Barry, laughed.
Linzi shook her head.
Fucking her so hard, now, she was struggling to stay on all fours, he shouted, “Never mind that, bitch! I said bark! Come on, bark like a fucking dog!”
“Woof, woof, WOOF!” Linzi complied.
All five men were laughing at Linzi’s humiliation.
“Right, you dirty bitch, that’s enough of that. You can suck me off now.” He told her as he pulled out.
Sitting back on his haunches ‘Frazier’ waved his cock at her. Linzi turned to face him, giving me a perfect view of her hideously over-stretched arsehole, when she bent forward.
Without touching my cock, I ejaculated for a second time, as Linzi proceeded to lick and suck his shit covered cock.