I've shared the background to our first contact before this here and here.

When we'd finally decided to move ahead, neither of us had a timeline or idea in our head of how to proceed. This was before we knew about Reddit or heard of subreddits, and we live in a relatively conservative country. No one talks about this stuff openly.

So, no plans. We only wanted to explore how people would respond to her in a braless sleeveless top. She wanted to prove that no one would really want to engage with her body, with her body image issues. I wanted to prove that men would love to have a chance of partaking of her charms.

Of course, most of you would know what kind of responses we'd get. We didn't set it out to be a thirst trap, but many men did immediately respond that she had everything to be proud of, and that they would be pleased to know her better. We were well aware that many such responses would also include those who simply wanted a chance to get into her pants if that was available.

One guy in particular stood out though. At this point, we only knew that we wanted to explore something - big cock wasn't in the picture at all. Over DMs, he engaged her and charmed her. Before long, they were flirting over messages. We bought a throwaway mobile and a prepaid SIM card just for her to communicate with him, and before long, we were having a lot of sex because her cunt was always swamped from talking with him. He sent her photos of his cock, and after a particularly hot conversation, he showed her a photo of his half erect cock after he had to jack off in a washroom in the middle of the day.

She was hooked. I was hooked.

I don't recall how or when we finally met him. After all that messaging, it was impossible for her to pull back from wanting to be fucked by him, and so we invited him over to our home. We had a lot of conversation leading up to his arrival. We showered, and prepared tea. I helped her shave and dress for him - it was surreal! - though we made sure she didn't doll up. That's just not us. No makeup, simple clothes but no underwear.

What strikes my mind the most even now is how physically flushed she was. You could say it was a blush, but it seemed more like she had been lit on an erotic fire from the moment he stepped in. We live in a multiracial country and it helped that he wasn't of our race, lending an exotic feel to the whole encounter. As we chatted around our dining table, the conversation actually came to a standstill. The air though, was shimmering with heat and almost vibrating with the tension and intensity of which they were staring at each other.

It was time. So I told them to go into the bedroom and get ready - while I tried giving them a little time to get to know each other. I totally didn't know what to expect. I tried to tidy up the cups - and then I couldn't stand it any longer.

I opened the door and headed in. What I saw was beyond anything I could imagine.