We were broke, very, very broke. Overdrafted to the eyeballs, credit cards to their limit and the mortgage three months behind. We were at the stage where we were wondering how we had got into this mess and where the next weeks groceries were going to come from. There did not seem to be any end of the tunnel and a light was out of the question.
This is why I looked at the email, even though I knew it was just spam. The subject line promised a thousand pounds for one hours work. When I opened it I was not totally surprised by the content, I had seen others like it but had just deleted them. That was before and this was a very poor now.
"Would you watch you wife get fucked for a thousand pound?" it asked. A thousand pounds would sort out our most pressing problems, and for a moment I considered the question.
I was just about to hit the delete button when Alex looked over my shoulder and said "A thousand pounds!, wow, we could do with that."
The delete button never got pushed. "Would you even consider it?" I asked.
"For a thousand pounds I'd watch you get fucked!" she replied.
"Are you sure?" I asked, and suddenly we were not joking.
"See what it says." Alex suggested and I clicked on the link button at the bottom of the email.
In short, the email came from a company in London that had taken the idea from America. The set up was that they would pay our travelling expenses and overnight accommodation in London, and pay us one thousand pounds. For which Alex would be filmed for one hour during which time she would have to perform what ever sexual acts that were asked of her. The film would then be put on the internet and folk would pay the company to see it. During the filming I would be required to sit in the room and watch. Apparently, half of the appeal of this kind of film was seeing my reactions.
We gave it a lot of thought and talked a lot about it. In the end we decided to give it a go. A thousand pounds is a lot of money, and we got a free trip to London out of it. I contacted the company, made the arrangements and a few weeks late we were on our way. We were both nervous and a bit excited by the prospect.
We eventually found the place. It was a down a little alleyway just off Soho, where else! We were met by a receptionist who took us into a waiting room. A tall woman, perhaps in her fifty's came in to greet us. She introduced herself as Jenny and went over the details of what was expected of us. My part was easy. Sit in the corner and watch. Alex had to do all of the work. It was explained that a male model would be supplied and that he would be working with Alex under the direction of the Jenny herself. In answer to our questions she assured us that Alex would not be expected to participate in anything that would cause her pain. Also, Alex or myself could bring the proceeding to an immediate halt at anytime, but if we did we would not receive any payment. We looked at each other for a moment, Alex took a deep breath and said "OK, lets do it."
And so we found ourselves in a large room that was sparsely furnished as a bedroom, with the addition of a few studio lights and a bench that held a number of cameras. A young man dressed casually was at the bench, readying the cameras. I was sat in an easy chair in a corner and we were set. Jenny left us alone for a moment. I took the opportunity to ask Alex if she was really sure about this. She replied that "it was too late to turn back now!"
Jenny reappeared with a tall, elegantly dressed and very black man. He was introduced as Michael. He was to be Alex's partner for the film. As it happens neither of us has any real racial prejudices so his colour was not a problem. But he was a big man. I though 'if he's as big in parts as he his all over then Alex may be in for a treat!' Michael chatted to us for a few minutes. I had the distinct feeling that he was trying to put us at ease. Given the circumstances, it was quite a job.
Perhaps the time has come to describe Alex. She is quite a bit younger than I am. She is 5 feet 4 inches tall. She has long blonde hair and a figure that manages to combine slim with curves in all the right places. For the day she was dressed in a plain white blouse, with nothing underneath; a knee length, black skirt and soft shoes. Under the skirt I knew that there were self supporting stockings and a pair of lacy black briefs.
The time had come. Alex was instructed to stand at the end of the bed and face Michael. A clock was started and the filming began.
Michael lifted Alex's chin, bent slightly and kissed her. Somehow I was not prepared for this. I had envisaged lots of sexual action and had braced myself not to react. But somehow this one kiss brought home to me the reality of what was happening. I bit my tongue and sat back.
Alex seemed to relax a little as Michael continued to kiss her mouth. His hands began to wander, followed by the camera. He reached behind her and cupped her bottom in his hands and began to massage her cheeks. Then his hands worked their way up and forwards, over her belly and came to rest upon her breasts. The flimsy material of her blouse offered no obstacle to his caresses. All this time they had been locked mouth to mouth. Michael broke off and whispered to Alex "Take your top off." Alex hesitated for a moment, but then she committed herself and began to unbutton her blouse.
Michael stepped back and in the time that Alex took to open the front of her blouse Michael shed all of his clothes. He was magnificent. Beautifully muscled. And projecting from his loins a penis to be proud of. As Alex finally cast aside her blouse Michael dropped to one knee in front of her and took both of her breasts into his hands. He caressed them, lightly at first but with increasing vigour. He brushed over her nipples causing them to grow. Alex just stood there letting this stranger feel her breasts.
Michael lent forward and took a nipple into his mouth. For the camera, Michael teased Alex's nipples, flicking them with his tongue. Alex put her head back and seemed to begin to enjoy the sensation. As Michael's mouth worked on Alex's breasts his hands found the zip and the back of her skirt. He undid it and the skirt dropped to the floor. The camera panned down and out to get a good view of Alex standing in her stockings, the little briefs barely concealing her pubic hair.
Michael abandoned Alex's breasts and began licking and nibbling his way down, over her belly until he reached the briefs. Deftly he pulled them down in one easy movement. Still kneeling he put his hands on her hips and pushed her gently backwards. Alex sat back on to the end of the bed, her feet still on the floor. Michael reached higher, pushed her a little more until she got the message. Alex lay back on the bed and as Michael moved forward, opened her legs to allow him to kneel between them.
The camera moved in close as Michael lent forward and gently kissed Alex between her legs. I could not see the detail but it required very little imagination to know that Michael's tongue was working its way around and into Alex's love hole. Michael's head bobbed for a few minutes between Alex's thighs. Alex lay back and seemed to enjoy it. I noted that she began to grab the bedclothes and squeeze her hands. Yes, I was quite sure that she was getting into the action.
Jenny, the director, interrupted with "that's enough down there, move on Michael."
Michael stood up, still between Alex's thighs and told Alex to sit up. She did so and was presented with Michael's now rampant cock in front of her. It was clear what was expected of her. Both Alex and the camera looked towards me. I just nodded. Alex closed her eyes and took Michael's cock into her mouth, just a little at first. I saw her cheeks go inwards as she began to suck. She took a little more of him into her mouth, and then a little more. I would guess that she managed to get about three quarters of Michael's cock into her mouth before she had to stop,
Alex settled into giving Michael a blowjob. Sucking him in and then releasing him to lick her way up and down the length of his throbbing penis. Michael put his hands on her head and began to set the rhythm that he wanted. I was impressed, after a minute or two of that I would have been coming. But Michael held off. There was still nearly 45 minutes to go!
Jenny must have been concerned as well as she instructed "not yet Michael, get in to her."
Michael obediently let Alex's head go, dropped down and picked up Alex's feet. He pushed her a little further back onto the bed and stood right by the foot of the bed. He put Alex's legs over his shoulders and began to position himself so that he could enter her. Once again the camera moved in close to witness the bulbous head of Michael's cock approaching Alex's hole. Alex groaned and I surmised that contact had been made. Michael moved his hips forward slowly and entered Alex, the camera capturing ever disappearing millimetre. I am sure that Michael's cock was the biggest that Alex had ever taken. And take it she did, nearly all of it! As Michael began his first withdrawal Alex gave a low moan. He re-entered her, a little faster this time and Alex cried out "Oh yesss!"
Jenny chipped in, "That's good Alex, sing out."
Michael fucked Alex slowly. I suspect that for him the position was not very comfortable but he kept going, five minutes or more. Until Jenny instructed, "Alex, turn over now, go onto your hands and knees."
Alex obeyed. Still at the end of the bed with her feet hanging over the edge. With her bottom that much higher Michael, who was still standing on the floor, was presented with a much more comfortable position. Alex looked straight at me as Michael re-entered her from behind. From the enquiring look that she gave me I could tell that she was wondering how I was coping with the situation. The camera move around, close to me, following Alex's look the camera was turned on me. I decided to brazen it out. "Are you enjoying yourself darling?" I asked.
The camera flicked back to Alex. "Umm yes, it's lovely" she replied.
By this time Michael was deeply into Alex, fucking her with more vigour this time. She closed her eyes and went with the flow. The camera went down, beneath Alex's arms to get the view down the underside of her body to where Michael was thrusting into her. This position was definitely one for the camera. The cameraman seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He needed no direction from Jenny as he moved around, recording for prosperity Alex's rocking breasts before he returned to her rear end where the action was concentrated.
Michael had settled into a steady rhythm, he seemed to be able to go on indefinitely. Alex was grunting out her pleasure as the beautiful black man repeated embedded his big cock into her willing pussy.
I glanced at my watch. Half an hour had now passed. I wondered what would come next. Finally Jenny commanded "OK, now Alex, on the bed, on your back."
