A Fantasy Taken Too Far

The television was turned on, the sound turned up high and even though I was staring at the screen I couldn't say what the hell I was watching. I felt numb and unable to think clearly... you see my wife had sent me through amessage and it wasn't what I expected...

I'll start from the beginning...

I'd just got in from work when the first message came through...

'Hi babe... I'm naked and he's here with me... want to know what I'm going to do to him? xxx'

It's at this point I need to explain something. Treena and I had been married eight years and in that time we'd sort of fallen out of lust... It was after a lad's night out and speaking to my mate Olly about how he resurrected his failing sex life that I plucked up courage and spoke to Treena.

At first, she wasn't keen on the idea of openly discussing sex and our desires, but over the following weeks we were discussing more and more and delving into the realms of our deepest fantasies, which led to some of the best sex we'd ever had. This then led to us exchanging suggestive text messages which were becoming very graphic... and happening more frequently. Even though it was just a game, it was very erotic and got both of us in the mood for some great sex.

So... back to her initial text message where she said she was naked and what she was about to do to her fictitious lover...

Whilst waiting for more messages I poured myself a drink and went into the lounge. Ten minutes passed which was unusual as once she started sending me saucy texts the messages came through thick and fast. I poured another drink and then turned on the television, that was when the second message came through. I eagerly grabbed my phone and opened the message. As I focused on the screen the blood drained from my face... it wasn't a message, it was a picture... In front of me was an image that didn't seem real. Treena was looking up at the camera, her lips slightly pursed, her sparkling eyes focused, her hand outstretched, her fingers wrapped around a very large erect black cock. I shook my head trying to work out how she'd managed to take the picture... was it photoshopped... maybe AI? The phone dinged again... another message...

'Want me to suck him?'

My mind raced... she'd certainly taken our sexy exchanges to a whole new level and somehow managed to create this fake image... I typed a reply...

'Wow how have you managed to make it look so real?' Before I could send the reply another message came through... this time the picture had a caption underneath.

'He tastes so GOOOOOOD.'

I stared at the picture... It looked so real... Treena's lips were wrapped around the thick cock, her jaw almost fully extended, saliva dripping from her chin... her eyes watering, which was probably due to the amount of cock she had in her mouth. My eyes narrowed, heart now pounding in my chest... I took a large gulp of whisky... and then another, which drained the glass. Looking away from the phone I stared at the television which was just a blur as my mind couldn't clear the image of my wife sucking that huge cock.

I heavily sighed and turned my phone over and placed it on the arm of the chair. Surely this couldn't be real. I'd heard artificial intelligence was good, but was it really this realistic?

I was confused as the pictures looked very real and I was now thinking Treena might actually be having sex with a man in real life. I thought back to our previous sexy exchanges and we'd role played this very scenario a few times. Suggestive messages where she described how turned on she was whilst sucking an imaginary cock, but thinking about it just lately she'd been more descriptive and had mentioned pleasuring a big black cock.

But this time our sextual exchanges had taken a new turn and she'd really upped her game by adding pictures. I then had a thought, maybe the woman wasn't Treena, maybe a lookalike. I focused on the image... if it wasn't Treena then it was someone who looked very much like her. I shook my head... It had to be AI. I'd seen a program about an app that could alter images, add speech and even create a video from just a simple photograph of someone.

For the first time since the messages started to come through, I smiled. I thought back to our last sexy conversation, it was while we were eating dinner. She spoke about having sex with a black man and how much she liked seeing a black cock all wet, slippery and glistening.

I poured another drink and just screwed the top back on the bottle when my phone dinged again... I took a sip of my drink before looking at the message... My shoulders sagged... The screen was filled with a picture of Treena straddling the black man... she was holding the large cock upright and in line with her pussy... the caption below was...

'I'm going to come so HARDDDDD.'

I grinned and nodded as I knew just how much she would actually enjoy lowering down on cock like that.

Another picture message came through...

She'd lowered down... her pussy was stretched to the maximum... Thoughts raced through my mind, I was glad that wasn't was real, as she'd never want to fuck me again. I took another sip of my drink whilst trying to ignore the horrid feeling growing inside me that the images might actually be real.

Grabbing the bottle of whisky I brimmed the glass and gulped half of it down... I shut my eyes as the strong alcohol burnt its way down into my stomach. I had to clear my mind and get a grip. Taking a deep breath, I went back to convincing myself this was AI... after all we'd agreed this was just fantasy and mind fuel to better our sex life.

I looked around the room and couldn't work out when it had become dark... the flickering changing scenes from the television were bouncing off the walls... it was at that moment in time I realised something... About two weeks ago after Treena and I had finished having sex we snuggled up and continued to talk about our fantasies. It wasn't the first time we'd touched on the subject of who out of our friends we'd like to have sex with, but this time was different in that she asked me what I would actually do if I managed to get my hands on one of her friends... I felt awkward about describing how I would want to fuck her best friend Yvette, but Treena kept on and wanted me to be more graphic... By the way she was playing with my cock I could tell she liked how I was describing fucking her friend. I could also tell she was eager to have sex for the second time that night. Anyway, when I finished my fantasy she started telling me who out of my friends she'd want to fuck... I must admit I wasn't paying attention as I was focused on what her hands were doing... one was massaging my balls while the other was slowly stroking my cock, of course I was returning the favour and was lightly fingering her wet slippery pussy.

I wasn't sure she'd finished telling me her fantasy when I eased my body between her wide spread legs... she was as eager to fuck again, as I was... but as I thought back to when I was just about to slide my cock into her she asked me a question. it was a question that was now greatly troubling me... all I could remember of the conversation was just a few words...

"So... would you agree to it?" She asked.

Now perhaps I should have asked her what I was agreeing to, but I was distracted as my cock had just slid into her. "Yeah of course." I said not knowing what the hell I was agreeing to.

She wrapped her arms around me... "Thank you... I love you so much." She said.

At the time I thought it was strange as she'd never done that before, well not at that moment. I made a mental note to ask her what I'd agreed to... After a bout of frenzied fucking... I forgot to ask her.

My phone dinged again... I reluctantly picked it up and turned it over... Funnily enough the image didn't shock me... I'd sort of been expecting to see the large black cock, balls deep inside her. It was that expectation that made me again think it was Ai as the images were following a pattern... blow job, close up of pussy and cock, cock just entering pussy, cock all the way in pussy... I'd seen the same sequence of pictures many times on porn web sites. It was if it the images she was sending me conformed to the sequenced standards of eroticism.

Another message came through... then another. It must have taken her hours to compile all these images... but then a video came through. I stabbed at the phone starting the video... I then froze... my blood ran cold... I stopped the video and rewound it and stopped it again. I held the phone closer and stared at the image. I'd been right... There on her left check was a small birth mark... the same one as Treena actually had. Surely Ai wasn't that bloody detailed... I now had a bad feeling about this. I took more gulps of whisky... Then another video came through... My hands were shaking as I stabbed at the screen... as soon as it started to play I knew this wasn't Ai... Treena was riding the huge cock and with each movement she was edging to an orgasm... Seeing her body succumb to pleasure was surreal... her thigh muscles trembled, her stomach tightened, her fists clenched, it seemed her orgasm was lasting forever... Strangely I was holding my breath whilst she was in the midst of climax... As she collapsed onto the man's chest, I gasped for air. The video ended. I stared at my phone trying to make sense of what I was witnessing. It then dawned on me I hadn't seen the guys face, just his huge cock, firm balls and muscular thighs. He must have had control of Treena's phone taking great delight in sending me the images.

I let the phone drop from my hand... I drained the last of the whisky from the glass and then shut my eyes... My mind, body and soul was filled with regret... I now wished I'd never had that conversation with my mate Olly about how talking about sexual fantasies saved his marriage, and I certainly shouldn't have mentioned it to Treena.

The phone dinged again... As much as I didn't want to look, I knew I had to... I leant over and picked the phone up. Treena was looking at the camera, a wide smile on her face, her cheeks, mouth and chin splattered with cum.

I poured yet another drink even though I knew getting pissed wasn't going to help... It was then I heard something... I sat still trying to listen... The stairs creaked... someone one was coming down from upstairs. I froze and looked towards the lounge door. My senses were heightened and I was sure I heard the front door open and then close...

Then... the lounge door slowly opened... light from the hallway flooded into the lounge. Treena appeared, she was wearing a dressing gown which was gaping open... her body barely covered.

"Hi." She said.

I looked at her face... a face that was splattered with cum just like in that last picture.

"Hi." I replied.

"Looks like you enjoyed it?" She said whilst looking into my lap.

I looked down... my pants gaping, my flaccid cock lying in a pool of cum. I slowly looked back at her... I shook my head... "Was that real?" I asked.

She looked confused. "Yes... it was real."

"Who was that guy?" I asked.

"It was Olly." She replied...

"Olly..." I repeated loudly. "You mean that was my best mate Olly?"

She nodded... "Yes... remember I asked you if you'd wanted to see pictures of me actually fucking him, and you said... and I quote, 'Yeah of course'."