Chapter 1

Stella was 43 years old, five foot 10 inches tall around 180 lbs, not slim by any means and often joked the bulk of her weight was in her 38C breasts especially after raising her two sons, John and Jamie. She was married to Jim a 45 year old loving man, five foot four tall and with an extra few lbs, he called his love handles. Jim's one draw back was his sexual equipment only five and a half inches when erect to the max. Oh of course Stella never complained but secretly she fantasised often of a much larger prick, filling her cunt with strange desires and sensations. Despite this they had been together for 25 years and married for 23 of them; sure she was no virgin when she married him and unbeknown to Jim she had been out with several men whilst initially going out with him. She had committed to him because of the security he offered for her future and she genuinely believed in the beginning that size did not matter, how wrong she had been there!

Since both John and Jamie had left home; John three years ago at 18 and Jamie two years later at 19, she had begun to despise his lack of manhood. Never deliberately putting him down but little things like trying to avoid sex altogether with him for lately he had never managed to give her an orgasm; in fact if truth be known it was over seventeen years ago he had come home with a hard on and for whatever reason caused it he had not managed to excite himself enough to cum in his usual speedy way so he had fucked her for three quarters of an hour and she actually came, without faking it. For if they gave Oscars for faked orgasms Stella would be an international superstar with gong after gong.

The large five bed roomed house seemed so empty and desolate without her two boys, so she agreed when Jim suggested taking in a lodger, he even told her where they could fins such a lodger at the London University. Secretly he hoped she would pick a female student for feminine company, also he hoped that a young female may rekindle her passion for sex, for he had noticed the little excuses coming out lately which meant he was usually asleep when she came up to bed. In his heart of hearts he secretly wished she would pick a stunning looking blonde student who may just occasionally leave her bed room door ajar whilst changing or even better the bathroom door open whilst bathing.

So imagine his surprise when he returned home some three weeks later and there sat beside his wife on the settee was a large black man. Now Jim had no problems with black men nut he never thought his wife would entertain the idea of having one in her home let alone sat so close to her on the settee. He was just about to storm in and demand to know what was going on when Stella suddenly saw him and introduced Jed, as our new lodger.

Jim managed to stammer his way through a sort of introduction and welcome, all the time he was trying to catch his wife's eye to get her to excuse herself so he could ask her why. Eventually he discovered that as she had left the student halls after registering her home as a possible student accommodation, she had bumped into Jed literally as he tried to catch the housing officer before she disappeared. Apparently he had been refused accommodation at his last house because of his colour. Well one thing led to another and Stella instantly decided that she had no such problem and offered him their available room.

Although appearing quite calm, Stella's mind was all over the place, for she desperately wanted to ask Jed if the rumours were true that black men were incredibly well hung, but her modesty forbade her coming straight out and asking, instead she hoped to discover for herself by accidentally barging into his room on some pretence or other whilst he was naked.

Jed eventually retired to his room after the evening meal and at last Jim managed to chat to his wife. He hinted he had always assumed that she would prefer a female student for feminine company and she just laughed at him and said in the afternoon she had spent with Jed, she had found herself feeling younger and livelier than ever before. As if to prove a point she suggested they did something they had never done before, play a sex role play game. Jim's attention peaked instantly as he asked who would pick the scenario. Stella replied they would toss a coin for it and the winner chose the roles.

Closing the living room door, Jim agreed and after the coin was tossed, Stella announced that he should remove all his clothes whilst she fetched a few things. Alone in the living room as he undressed Jim could not help but wonder what had come over his normally sedate wife. Not that he was complaining if she was going to instigate these sexual treats for him. Suddenly the door opened and in walked Stella, a bundle of clothes over her arm.

Placing the clothes on the settee, she ordered Jim to put them on. He looked through the items and realised it was the French maid's uniform he had bought her for Valentines day three and a half years ago, which she had never wore. He started to say something and Stella reminded him of the rules he had agreed to. The winner of the toss was in complete charge until role playing was over. She handed him the bra and as he put it on she took two large oranges and tucked them into the cups. Now she handed him the self supporting stockings, bright red fish net ones. When he had these put on, his cock began to show signs of life and Stella said, "oh no, can't have little things like this spoiling the appearance!" she took a length of string and tied around Jim's waist before attaching a slip noose around his cock head and passing the string between his legs and up the crack of his arse, she pulled the string tight. Jim winced as his cock was dragged between his legs and almost appeared to disappear. Fastening this to the string round his waist stopped his cock showing but just as importantly stopped him from having a hard erection for as it hardened it caused him to wince as it tried to pull back to the front and tightened the noose tighter.

Stella tossed the white frilly knickers to Jim and told him to put these on before finally slipping the French maid's uniform over his head and finishing it off with the frilly cap and apron. Then she made him sit on a stool whilst she applied bright red lipstick to his lips and green eye shadow to his eye lids, then mascara to his eye lashes and finally pink blusher to his cheeks. The sight before her looked really strange for this grey haired man painted up like a cheap whore and wearing a French maid's uniform looked like a reject from a transvestite convention.

Then as she sat watching him he had to flick a feather duster over a few items as if carrying out the duties of a maid. She criticised his efforts and finally snapped demanding he remove his panties for a spanking. Jim was amazed at the newly displayed sexual aggressiveness his wife was showing, but at the same time he loved every second of it. He meekly bent over the arm of the settee when told to presenting his arse for the spanking she promised him. After six of the best, he was about to get up when she told him to stay where he was and open his legs a little more for she had not finished with him just yet.

Jim waited there for what seemed like hours but after twenty minutes, Stella returned and suddenly when stood beside him she raised her skirt to reveal a toy, Jim had never seen before, although Stella had been using it on herself for more than a year. It was a large black strap on dildo; she had got it as a prize at an Ann Summers sex party a friend had dragged her off to. She now made Jim suck the black rubber cock and told him to make sure he coated the end in his saliva as this was the only lubrication he was going to get.

Jim almost thought about refusing but there was something hypnotic about the cock as he opened his mouth without even thinking about it and was soon slavering all over the rubber. Then the cock was gone and he suddenly felt a large pressure against his anal ring. It felt like someone was forcing a baseball bat up his arse, the pain tinged with pleasure was indescribable, but was soon over taken by the wonderful natural feeling of his servitude to his wife and mistress. She began to fuck his arse and at the same time berate his poor little cock as being totally useless in satisfying her needs.

Suddenly they both spun round to the door as they heard, "Well you should try this then!" Jed declared as he stood by the doorway waving his cock three times the size of Jim's. Purposefully he strode over to the settee and told Stella to continue fucking the little wimp. Stella instantly resumed fucking her husbands arse without taking her eyes off Jed's magnificent cock; she licked her lips as she thought of feeling that member up her cunt.