Ch. 01 She loves it!
I met my beautiful wife, Jess, a little over 2 years ago, and we've been married for 14 months. Jess was a 21-year-old virgin when we began dating. We first slept together four months later, going away for a weekend in Snowdonia and finally sharing a bed. Still, it was only on the 3rd such weekend away to the Lake District a couple of months later, whilst making love to Jess, that I was able to give her her first orgasm, one not by her hand, as she later told me when we lay in each other's arms.
First, I need to describe Jess to you: she’s a 23-year-old, 5'5" Redhead with a 34c-26-36 firm body that is kept trimmed doing aerobics and kickboxing twice weekly. She swims 30/40 lengths at least once a week! She works at a local senior school, and I imagine she is the fantasy of most of the male students in her class. She dresses down for work wearing longer skirts, baggie tops, etc., and even wears glasses rather than contacts. All this is in sharp contrast to her going out attire, as she is, I believe, a bit of an exhibitionist, preferring others to notice her trim figure by wearing shorter skirts, tighter tops, and crop tops with short shorts in the summer!
I'm 27 years old, 5'7, and work in the tourism industry. I'm of medium build, weighing in at just 9 stone, and for the last 6 years I have had to wear tinted glasses at all times. Jess says that I'm good-looking and that before wearing glasses, I'd been compared to a younger Omar Sharif! But then, I'm sure he doesn't have my little problem!
You see, I have a little dick. It's only 5" on a good day, and I also suffer from the embarrassment of shooting my load in under 4 minutes, usually only 3 minutes. I'm too small and too quick to make Jess cum by fucking her, but I always get her off once or twice by going down on her using my fingers and tongue. I've also just recently been a toy!
The only time we came close to achieving a perfect love-making session was when, as a joke, I bought Jess one of those 7soft-skinned cock-like vibrators that we called Toy George. I'd got to go abroad for a couple of weeks for work, and I jokingly gave her George and said, “This is to keep you company in bed whilst I am away!” We used it that night only briefly, as Jess reckoned she much preferred the real thing.
As things go, sometimes a trip gets extended, and I'm away for up to 22 days altogether, with 3 or 4 days off at home after my return. The first night back, we went out for a meal and a couple of drinks. During dinner, Jess informed me that she missed me and was eager to get home and go to bed. I teased her, asking, “Didn't you use Toy George while I was gone?”
“Yes, once, the night you phoned, saying you would be away for another week.”
That night in bed, we kissed and cuddled, and to my surprise, I discovered that Jess had shaved between her legs. She had always kept it trimmed before, but I'd mentioned a couple of times about stray hairs trying to choke me! She told me she'd done it last week as a surprise homecoming gift, and then she'd done it again this morning when I'd called to say I'd docked! To show my gratitude, I went down on her and took George with me, and while licking her lovely bald cunt, I used 2 or 3 inches of the vibrator until she said, “Get up here and fuck me; please just fuck me!”
O-Shit, Balls and bollocks, I came in under two minutes and immediately went back down and used my tongue and George again. Jess started to buck, lifting her hips and fucking George back until finally taking control of George and forcing it deeper into her. She orgasmed, and boy did she orgasm hard! As she lay there, catching her breath, my head resting on her mound, I could feel the little ripples of aftershocks. Slowly returning to normal, Jess let George slip out of her bed, removing it from the bed. I heard it fall to the floor, so I thought we'd finished and began to move back up next to her when Jess stopped me from holding my head down there, and then I heard her whisper, "Again, please, Pete, again!"
My fingers and tongue went back to it one more time. Laying together afterward, she said, "I missed you so much. I love you." and fell asleep.
Something I failed to mention in my description of Jess was her love of dancing. She always has music playing in the house and in the car, and sometimes when I get home from work, I'll find her either marking schoolwork with music playing loudly or doing aerobics, dancing in the kitchen while cooking dinner.
I had only discovered in late August how much Jess loves her music, how good a dancer she is, and how she can move to all sorts of sounds. It was on the last night of a short break in Turkey that we took just before school returned in September. During that week, we spent time sunning topless on the beach, swimming, snorkeling, shopping, sightseeing, and all the usual tourist things. Our evenings were spent dining out and going for walks around the port, stopping for a drink in a bar or two. Midweek, one place had a lively dance floor, and Jess danced for 30 minutes or so before we returned to the hotel. A similar thing happened the next night, but in a different bar, again a fairly lively place, and Jess danced for about an hour with a couple of English girls, who were on holiday, until they both hooked up with a couple of lads. We left to stroll back.
I said, “You're a bloody good dancer, you know? You look so damn sexy out there. You should have stayed longer.”
Jess replied, “Not on my own!”
I told her, “You wouldn't have been alone for long before someone dared to ask; no time at all, several guys were eyeing you up!”
“I did notice," Jess said, "but I don’t need another partner; I’m married to you, remember?”
“Yep, but you know I've got two left feet and no sense of rhythm, and you should dance with whomever you want, male or female. I'll watch and enjoy it as much as you!”
“And you won’t mind other men dancing with me?”
“Not if you’re enjoying yourself and I can watch; it’s fine!”
“In that case, it's our last night here tomorrow, so we should go back here tomorrow night.”
So our last night in Turkey, we went clubbing. Jess danced for 3 hours with girls, boys, and men, returning to me now and then to check if I was still ok with watching her and to have a long, cool drink before she was off again. And the boy was dancing like there's no tomorrow. It was the first time I'd ever seen Jess let go and enjoy getting lost in her movement. And boy, was she horny back in our room at 3 a.m.?
Our next chance to go clubbing was the half-term at the end of October, when we drove over to Manchester on a Friday night. We had two nights booked at a hotel. Saturday was shopping until early afternoon and then back to the hotel for a fashion show, with Jess trying on all the things she'd bought in various shops, including that night's outfit. I said, "Wow, so sexy!" Having gotten a little horny, we both stripped and got into bed for a 69 session, where Jess could control me from finishing too quickly, and not until I made her cum, then she would finish me off and swallow. We rolled over so Jess was on her back for me to continue to tongue her to a second orgasm before sleeping for a few hours.
It's 6:30 pm. Quickly dressing for dinner locally, then back to the room for a couple of drinks and a change of outfits. Jess showered first; getting ready didn't take her long. She chose a white half-cup bra and thong set, a white shirt that was tied at the front just under her bra, and a blue pleated miniskirt that rested on her hips. It looks a bit like a tennis skirt! White low-heeled shoes that lace up around her ankles and shins. A minimum amount of makeup is needed. Jess looks a bit like Jennifer Lawrence with red hair, aged about 23.
We went down to reception to wait for a taxi, and then, after a wee bit of a queue, we got in and were having drinks at the bar. We then found a place where we could rest our drinks, and more importantly, I could see the dance floor. Jess pointed out to me several who could move well: a couple here, a girl there, and then a guy!
“Now he can move!” she said. I did wonder if Jess was just testing my reaction, but I agreed with her!
After a while, Jess went off to the ladies, then it was my turn to go to the guys. After getting long drinks for us both from the bar, I returned to Jess. She quickly pointed out yet another guy to me, saying, "Now he can dance! Watch him. He's got the beat and knows how to move with it." Surprisingly, he was a big 6'+ black fella with his shirt open halfway, tight trousers, and was good-looking. I thought, just for a moment, he was dancing alone, but then soon realized he was dancing with two girls.
“You should go ask him to dance.”
She said, “No, I can't do that. You'd let me? You wouldn't mind me dancing with other men, strangers?”
“I told you, just because I can’t dance doesn't mean you can't. Just go and enjoy yourself!”
“But what will people think? I'm married to you and dancing with other men—a black man! Wouldn't it bother you if I were to go dance with a black man?”
“No, it wouldn't, and you're wasting dance time!”
There was a quick drink, a peck on the lips, and a silent 'I love you' and she was off! She danced alongside a girl and talked to her for a while, then danced alone, but soon she was dancing with some guy who thought he could dance, but Jess outperformed him and then suddenly broke away for some reason. Jess often seemed to be in some sort of trance, totally lost in the music! She was last time in Turkey, and again here also. About 30 minutes later, she's checking in with me for a quick drink and away! This went on for the next hour. When she came back, she watched our table while I nipped to the loo and bar, and then she nipped off to the ladies in turn. She sat with me for a while, cooling down and having a drink!
I asked, “Who was the guy that upset you?”
“He was ***** and tried to cop a feel. I told him to piss off.”
“I also saw you ask your 'Big Black Man' to dance.”
“No, I didn’t ask him. He took the *****'s place for that one dance!”
Another 20 minutes to cool off, and Jess was off to dance again. 10 minutes later, I was distracted by a young lady passing by who had ***** too much. Her top was open with no bra on! When I looked back, I'd lost sight of Jess altogether, but then I spotted her dancing with the big fella again. He was behind her, holding her hips and pulling her towards him. Jess, meanwhile, looked as if she were 'twerking' back against his groin. Then I saw his one hand come around to her bare belly, and it seemed to me that his thumb may have been touching the underside of her bra. The music changed, and they were soon facing each other again. 20 minutes later, she came back for a quick drink and checked if I was still okay with her dancing with him. I assured her I was! She didn't ask me again. She told me it was all good and that she enjoyed dancing with him. Then she was off again, soon joined by Kofi (Jess told me his name later), and I watched them together for the best part of an hour.
They looked very much in tune with each other, matching move for move. On slow dances, Jess sometimes had to stretch up to put her arms around Kofi's neck; doing so squashed her tits together, pushing them against his open shirt and bare chest, and he in turn placed his arms around her bare back. Several times I saw his hands drift down to her skirt; at least twice he cupped her bum until she told him off. During another slow dance, as they danced their arms around each other in the same way, Kofi bent down and whispered something in her ear. Whatever it was made her laugh, and Jess turned back to say something in his ear. As they turned, I noticed Kofi's big hands cupping both of Jess's bum cheeks, and it was maybe 10–15 seconds before she told him off this time. They had been turned away from me for a couple of minutes or more, so I had no idea how long he'd cupped them, but for some reason, as the jealousy started to rise, so did my dick!
Anyway, that was the night nearly over. We'd arrived a little after 10 p.m., and it was nearly 3 a.m. As one last slow dance came to an end, they hugged, Kofi cupped her bum again, and Jess kissed him on the cheek, both smiling as they parted. He seemed reluctant to let go of her hand as she was coming towards me. Jess kissed me, finished her drink, and put her coat on, and we went out to find a taxi back to the hotel.
While waiting, we started chatting about the evening (that's when I found out Kofi's name). I teased Jess about how much she seemed to enjoy his company and how she'd spent all night with another man, a black man to boot! Jess got quite apologetic at this point, thinking I was mad at her. She went on about what a brilliant mover he was and how funny he was, a real charmer!
I teased again, "Yeah, you had some good moves on you too! I saw how you were grinding back on his big cock as he humped you. Do you realize your skirt lifted as you did that? Even I saw your bare bum as you danced."
"Omg, you couldn't, could you?"
"And how you allowed him to cup your bum a few times and also let him nibble your ears!" By this time, we were both laughing aloud, and she had decided that I was teasing her!
Back in our room, Jess wanted a shower, saying how sweaty she was, but I made her wait, saying as I stripped off, "How bloody horny I was watching her flaunt herself with her Big Black Cock friend all night!"
Jess said, "OMG, did you see the size of it?!"
“No, but you sure enjoyed it!”
“When he was behind me, I could feel it. It felt gigantic, like between my cheeks and almost up to my bra! Later, he kept trying to pull me close so I could feel that he was hard. When I put my hand between us to move his hand away from my tits and adjust my bra, I felt the tip of it with a finger just underneath! Fuck, that would kill me! Split me in two!”
“Would you like him to try?”
“God no, but now I want you to make love to me!”
With that, we got into bed. Jess had pulled her thong off, so the first thing I did was go down on her. She tried to stop me because she was all sweaty. She wanted to fuck first, but I was already down there smelling her arousal, and boy was she wet!! After a couple of deep licks, Jess was pulling me up by the hair, mumbling, “I'm ready, so ready, fuck me, Peter, please fuck me!”
Of course, all this got me so hot. Jess is so horny, so wet, begging me to fuck her! Almost as soon as I was in, a couple of strokes, and it's 'Shit-Shit-Bollocks'. I've cum-shot my load! Jess is trying to pull me in harder, saying, "Nearly there... so so near... make me cum; please make me cum."
I quickly dropped down to tongue her very wet cunt, ramming fingers into her 1 and 2 together, tasting both her juices and my cum. Jess grabbed my hair and pushed my head closer, humping her body up to push my fingers deeper! Suddenly she's muttering, "I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm going to cum—I'm cumming!" then she starts becoming louder, saying, "Oh god, I'm coming again, shit! Coming!" Then, for the first time, to my knowledge, Jess Squirted, spraying her cum all over my face, up my nose; it's in my one eye, over my fingers and hand; I'm trying to swallow a lot of this sweet-tasting honey juice!
My face is covered in her cum. Jess humped against my tongue and fingers, back arching to push against my face, her orgasm going on and on! As she bit her hand to stop herself from crying out, as Jess lay trembling and slowly calming down, I continued to lap it up. Again, Jess pulled me closer by the hair so I could lick her more deeply, and then I licked her around her clitoral area to clean her up!
She said, "Yes, just there, omg, god—yes, I'm going to cum again."
She was humping my tongue, then suddenly stopped. Jess released her grip on my hair, lying there for 2 to 3 minutes, her breathing slowing. I again started to lick around her sweet, hairless cunt, trying to clean it. Jess held my head there as I licked her juices from near her anus star up to her hard nub and back down between her outer lips, tonguing her as deeply as I could. Jess twitched as I again moved lower, spreading her legs wider, bending her knees up, and opening herself up as never before.
I managed to lick up the mixed cum that had leaked out of her and ran down around her anal star, having cleaned the area, but Jess still lay there. I tried pressing the tip of my tongue hard against her to get the tip inside, but couldn't as it was too tight. Seconds later, she moved to make me return to her cunt, where my tongue traveled over her lips and up to her hard but stubby clitoral area, and then back down to deeply lick into her cunt, collecting a bit more of her cum. These actions continued until she came for the fourth time!
We cuddled, and I said, “I’d never seen you so horny.”
“You too, and you’ve never done that before; you know, licked my bum like that; don't you not find it dirty?”
“Nope," I replied, "you had 3 showers before going out.”
“Three?”
“Yeah, morning when we got up, after shopping, and before going out last night. Didn’t you enjoy me doing that?"
“Yeah, a bit weird to start with, strange but sexy feelings, but then, I didn’t want that feeling to stop, and I wanted to cum again!”
As I started to say I’d do it more now that we knew she liked it, I realized Jess was already asleep, but sleep didn't come to me; I kept having visions. Visions of Jess smiling while dancing with Kofi, of her arms stretched up around his neck, smiling up at him as Kofi's big hands rummaged around under her skirt, cupping her naked bum! Visions of Kofi bending down to kiss Jess on the neck and marking her, of her kissing Kofi back passionately. Visions of Jess jumping up to put her legs around Kofi as he held her bare bum. She allowed Kofi, as they kissed deeply, to slip one big hand under her bra to play with a hard nipple. Visions of Jess pulling back her head to say something to him and him nodding then kissing her, of him letting go of her so she would slide down his body, her short skirt hooking Kofi's belt, raising the hem, exposing her thong.
Visions of Jess holding his hand and pulling him toward me while the other hand pulled her bra back down to cover her exposed breast as she smiled at me, then him turning to face me as he put his hands around her waist. Visions of Jesus saying, "Pete, this is Kofi." We shake hands! In this vision, I realize that I can see a lump in his tight trousers that ran up crutch to above his belt, only hidden by the half-open shirt that had a damp patch, about where I think the lump ends. I tried not to stare at it, as I wondered if the slightly wet marks on the shirt were from holding Jess up while they kissed, because it seemed just about where her cunt would be pushing against the tip of it!
Then I noticed Jess shaking my shoulder, trying to tell me something—that Kofi's car was outside and the driver was waiting. "Kofi's giving us a lift back to the hotel now if you're ready. If not, the driver will come back for you!"
"Pete, I want him to stay with us tonight. I want him to spend the night with me. And I want him to fuck me! again and again!" All the while rubbing her hand over the very large lump in his pants. I got hard again at the thought of all this happening—so damn hard! My imagination ran away with me, and the visions of fantasy continued for some time. I remember a vision of Jess getting in the back with Kofi; somehow I'm in the front with the driver! Next, I'm looking back and watching Jess with the tip of this 10" black cock in her mouth, in the car, in front of me! Visions of seeing Jess naked on the bed, trying to deep-throat it, Jess crying out, "Yes, fuck me just like that, yes, harder, yes, I'm Cumming, yes, yes, OMG, yes!"
I also seem to remember a vision of waking up still sitting on the sofa bed and hearing Jess begging for him to fuck her harder and calling out, almost screaming that she was cumming again! The vision of Jess shutting the bedroom door as Kofi was leaving said, "I'll call you!" before coming to wake me and telling me, "Come to bed; I need you. Come on, get into bed." In my dream state, I did, and Jess straddled my head and lowered herself to cover my mouth.
My tongue slipped into her open, raw-looking cunt gash as big dollops of cum dropped into my mouth. "Yes, that's it, sweetheart. Thank you. I needed that Big Cock so badly, and now I need You to make me cum too!"
I wake up, and Jess is astride me, putting my morning wood to use. She leans down and kisses me. "Morning, my love; you certainly slept well, totally oblivious that I was still awake at dawn before nodding off. It's 10:30. I've had a shower, so I'm nice and clean for you again! We did get a little sweaty together last night.” She started to rock back and forth, but as usual, I fired off immediately, causing her to giggle.
She said, "My turn!" and moved up to straddle my head, allowing me to lick her clean again. Then, for the first time, she started to rub herself back and forth so my probing tongue went from her clitoral area through her gash, past her taint to her anus star, and back again, where she would pause and grind, pushing down, then making a slight move so my tongue pushed up into her sweet-tasting love box, getting a little more of my cum out. She pushed down, trying to get my tongue deeper, and a bit more dribbled into my mouth—another little movement so my tongue was against her star. Jess paused for a moment, feeling me move my tongue around her opening before centering the tip hard against it. Then she pushed down, so the tip of my tongue entered her tight hole. I heard her say, "OMG, yes!" She tried to buck. I was trying to force the tip deeper, but she couldn't relax enough. She moved to let me breathe and lick her clitoral area until she came!
Because of checkout time, I showered while Jess packed everything, then we checked out. As we drove the 2 hours home, we talked a lot about the weekend. I wanted to talk about Kofi, how Jess felt about dancing with a black guy, hoping to bring it around to the visions that I'd had, and how turned on I was watching her flaunt her body to Kofi in real-time and in my visions.
Jess was so intent on discussing the sex we'd had and how horny we had both gotten at turning each other on. She talked about how she had for the first time experienced new sensations, me making her cum so strong she'd soaked the sheet! When I tried to clean up after she made all that mess and tongued her bum, she said how it was a shame we couldn't carry on, how it didn't go in because the sensations were mind-blowing, and asked if I was trying to get my tongue in her bum.
I told her, “Tonight, we'll have a couple of drinks to relax before I do it properly. All you have to do, love, is learn to relax, relax, and enjoy it, because hopefully tonight I intend to go even further; I'm planning to take that cherry Jess!"
Is this story worth going on with? Your comments are most welcome, good or bad. I’d love to know.
First, I need to describe Jess to you: she’s a 23-year-old, 5'5" Redhead with a 34c-26-36 firm body that is kept trimmed doing aerobics and kickboxing twice weekly. She swims 30/40 lengths at least once a week! She works at a local senior school, and I imagine she is the fantasy of most of the male students in her class. She dresses down for work wearing longer skirts, baggie tops, etc., and even wears glasses rather than contacts. All this is in sharp contrast to her going out attire, as she is, I believe, a bit of an exhibitionist, preferring others to notice her trim figure by wearing shorter skirts, tighter tops, and crop tops with short shorts in the summer!
I'm 27 years old, 5'7, and work in the tourism industry. I'm of medium build, weighing in at just 9 stone, and for the last 6 years I have had to wear tinted glasses at all times. Jess says that I'm good-looking and that before wearing glasses, I'd been compared to a younger Omar Sharif! But then, I'm sure he doesn't have my little problem!
You see, I have a little dick. It's only 5" on a good day, and I also suffer from the embarrassment of shooting my load in under 4 minutes, usually only 3 minutes. I'm too small and too quick to make Jess cum by fucking her, but I always get her off once or twice by going down on her using my fingers and tongue. I've also just recently been a toy!
The only time we came close to achieving a perfect love-making session was when, as a joke, I bought Jess one of those 7soft-skinned cock-like vibrators that we called Toy George. I'd got to go abroad for a couple of weeks for work, and I jokingly gave her George and said, “This is to keep you company in bed whilst I am away!” We used it that night only briefly, as Jess reckoned she much preferred the real thing.
As things go, sometimes a trip gets extended, and I'm away for up to 22 days altogether, with 3 or 4 days off at home after my return. The first night back, we went out for a meal and a couple of drinks. During dinner, Jess informed me that she missed me and was eager to get home and go to bed. I teased her, asking, “Didn't you use Toy George while I was gone?”
“Yes, once, the night you phoned, saying you would be away for another week.”
That night in bed, we kissed and cuddled, and to my surprise, I discovered that Jess had shaved between her legs. She had always kept it trimmed before, but I'd mentioned a couple of times about stray hairs trying to choke me! She told me she'd done it last week as a surprise homecoming gift, and then she'd done it again this morning when I'd called to say I'd docked! To show my gratitude, I went down on her and took George with me, and while licking her lovely bald cunt, I used 2 or 3 inches of the vibrator until she said, “Get up here and fuck me; please just fuck me!”
O-Shit, Balls and bollocks, I came in under two minutes and immediately went back down and used my tongue and George again. Jess started to buck, lifting her hips and fucking George back until finally taking control of George and forcing it deeper into her. She orgasmed, and boy did she orgasm hard! As she lay there, catching her breath, my head resting on her mound, I could feel the little ripples of aftershocks. Slowly returning to normal, Jess let George slip out of her bed, removing it from the bed. I heard it fall to the floor, so I thought we'd finished and began to move back up next to her when Jess stopped me from holding my head down there, and then I heard her whisper, "Again, please, Pete, again!"
My fingers and tongue went back to it one more time. Laying together afterward, she said, "I missed you so much. I love you." and fell asleep.
Something I failed to mention in my description of Jess was her love of dancing. She always has music playing in the house and in the car, and sometimes when I get home from work, I'll find her either marking schoolwork with music playing loudly or doing aerobics, dancing in the kitchen while cooking dinner.
I had only discovered in late August how much Jess loves her music, how good a dancer she is, and how she can move to all sorts of sounds. It was on the last night of a short break in Turkey that we took just before school returned in September. During that week, we spent time sunning topless on the beach, swimming, snorkeling, shopping, sightseeing, and all the usual tourist things. Our evenings were spent dining out and going for walks around the port, stopping for a drink in a bar or two. Midweek, one place had a lively dance floor, and Jess danced for 30 minutes or so before we returned to the hotel. A similar thing happened the next night, but in a different bar, again a fairly lively place, and Jess danced for about an hour with a couple of English girls, who were on holiday, until they both hooked up with a couple of lads. We left to stroll back.
I said, “You're a bloody good dancer, you know? You look so damn sexy out there. You should have stayed longer.”
Jess replied, “Not on my own!”
I told her, “You wouldn't have been alone for long before someone dared to ask; no time at all, several guys were eyeing you up!”
“I did notice," Jess said, "but I don’t need another partner; I’m married to you, remember?”
“Yep, but you know I've got two left feet and no sense of rhythm, and you should dance with whomever you want, male or female. I'll watch and enjoy it as much as you!”
“And you won’t mind other men dancing with me?”
“Not if you’re enjoying yourself and I can watch; it’s fine!”
“In that case, it's our last night here tomorrow, so we should go back here tomorrow night.”
So our last night in Turkey, we went clubbing. Jess danced for 3 hours with girls, boys, and men, returning to me now and then to check if I was still ok with watching her and to have a long, cool drink before she was off again. And the boy was dancing like there's no tomorrow. It was the first time I'd ever seen Jess let go and enjoy getting lost in her movement. And boy, was she horny back in our room at 3 a.m.?
Our next chance to go clubbing was the half-term at the end of October, when we drove over to Manchester on a Friday night. We had two nights booked at a hotel. Saturday was shopping until early afternoon and then back to the hotel for a fashion show, with Jess trying on all the things she'd bought in various shops, including that night's outfit. I said, "Wow, so sexy!" Having gotten a little horny, we both stripped and got into bed for a 69 session, where Jess could control me from finishing too quickly, and not until I made her cum, then she would finish me off and swallow. We rolled over so Jess was on her back for me to continue to tongue her to a second orgasm before sleeping for a few hours.
It's 6:30 pm. Quickly dressing for dinner locally, then back to the room for a couple of drinks and a change of outfits. Jess showered first; getting ready didn't take her long. She chose a white half-cup bra and thong set, a white shirt that was tied at the front just under her bra, and a blue pleated miniskirt that rested on her hips. It looks a bit like a tennis skirt! White low-heeled shoes that lace up around her ankles and shins. A minimum amount of makeup is needed. Jess looks a bit like Jennifer Lawrence with red hair, aged about 23.
We went down to reception to wait for a taxi, and then, after a wee bit of a queue, we got in and were having drinks at the bar. We then found a place where we could rest our drinks, and more importantly, I could see the dance floor. Jess pointed out to me several who could move well: a couple here, a girl there, and then a guy!
“Now he can move!” she said. I did wonder if Jess was just testing my reaction, but I agreed with her!
After a while, Jess went off to the ladies, then it was my turn to go to the guys. After getting long drinks for us both from the bar, I returned to Jess. She quickly pointed out yet another guy to me, saying, "Now he can dance! Watch him. He's got the beat and knows how to move with it." Surprisingly, he was a big 6'+ black fella with his shirt open halfway, tight trousers, and was good-looking. I thought, just for a moment, he was dancing alone, but then soon realized he was dancing with two girls.
“You should go ask him to dance.”
She said, “No, I can't do that. You'd let me? You wouldn't mind me dancing with other men, strangers?”
“I told you, just because I can’t dance doesn't mean you can't. Just go and enjoy yourself!”
“But what will people think? I'm married to you and dancing with other men—a black man! Wouldn't it bother you if I were to go dance with a black man?”
“No, it wouldn't, and you're wasting dance time!”
There was a quick drink, a peck on the lips, and a silent 'I love you' and she was off! She danced alongside a girl and talked to her for a while, then danced alone, but soon she was dancing with some guy who thought he could dance, but Jess outperformed him and then suddenly broke away for some reason. Jess often seemed to be in some sort of trance, totally lost in the music! She was last time in Turkey, and again here also. About 30 minutes later, she's checking in with me for a quick drink and away! This went on for the next hour. When she came back, she watched our table while I nipped to the loo and bar, and then she nipped off to the ladies in turn. She sat with me for a while, cooling down and having a drink!
I asked, “Who was the guy that upset you?”
“He was ***** and tried to cop a feel. I told him to piss off.”
“I also saw you ask your 'Big Black Man' to dance.”
“No, I didn’t ask him. He took the *****'s place for that one dance!”
Another 20 minutes to cool off, and Jess was off to dance again. 10 minutes later, I was distracted by a young lady passing by who had ***** too much. Her top was open with no bra on! When I looked back, I'd lost sight of Jess altogether, but then I spotted her dancing with the big fella again. He was behind her, holding her hips and pulling her towards him. Jess, meanwhile, looked as if she were 'twerking' back against his groin. Then I saw his one hand come around to her bare belly, and it seemed to me that his thumb may have been touching the underside of her bra. The music changed, and they were soon facing each other again. 20 minutes later, she came back for a quick drink and checked if I was still okay with her dancing with him. I assured her I was! She didn't ask me again. She told me it was all good and that she enjoyed dancing with him. Then she was off again, soon joined by Kofi (Jess told me his name later), and I watched them together for the best part of an hour.
They looked very much in tune with each other, matching move for move. On slow dances, Jess sometimes had to stretch up to put her arms around Kofi's neck; doing so squashed her tits together, pushing them against his open shirt and bare chest, and he in turn placed his arms around her bare back. Several times I saw his hands drift down to her skirt; at least twice he cupped her bum until she told him off. During another slow dance, as they danced their arms around each other in the same way, Kofi bent down and whispered something in her ear. Whatever it was made her laugh, and Jess turned back to say something in his ear. As they turned, I noticed Kofi's big hands cupping both of Jess's bum cheeks, and it was maybe 10–15 seconds before she told him off this time. They had been turned away from me for a couple of minutes or more, so I had no idea how long he'd cupped them, but for some reason, as the jealousy started to rise, so did my dick!
Anyway, that was the night nearly over. We'd arrived a little after 10 p.m., and it was nearly 3 a.m. As one last slow dance came to an end, they hugged, Kofi cupped her bum again, and Jess kissed him on the cheek, both smiling as they parted. He seemed reluctant to let go of her hand as she was coming towards me. Jess kissed me, finished her drink, and put her coat on, and we went out to find a taxi back to the hotel.
While waiting, we started chatting about the evening (that's when I found out Kofi's name). I teased Jess about how much she seemed to enjoy his company and how she'd spent all night with another man, a black man to boot! Jess got quite apologetic at this point, thinking I was mad at her. She went on about what a brilliant mover he was and how funny he was, a real charmer!
I teased again, "Yeah, you had some good moves on you too! I saw how you were grinding back on his big cock as he humped you. Do you realize your skirt lifted as you did that? Even I saw your bare bum as you danced."
"Omg, you couldn't, could you?"
"And how you allowed him to cup your bum a few times and also let him nibble your ears!" By this time, we were both laughing aloud, and she had decided that I was teasing her!
Back in our room, Jess wanted a shower, saying how sweaty she was, but I made her wait, saying as I stripped off, "How bloody horny I was watching her flaunt herself with her Big Black Cock friend all night!"
Jess said, "OMG, did you see the size of it?!"
“No, but you sure enjoyed it!”
“When he was behind me, I could feel it. It felt gigantic, like between my cheeks and almost up to my bra! Later, he kept trying to pull me close so I could feel that he was hard. When I put my hand between us to move his hand away from my tits and adjust my bra, I felt the tip of it with a finger just underneath! Fuck, that would kill me! Split me in two!”
“Would you like him to try?”
“God no, but now I want you to make love to me!”
With that, we got into bed. Jess had pulled her thong off, so the first thing I did was go down on her. She tried to stop me because she was all sweaty. She wanted to fuck first, but I was already down there smelling her arousal, and boy was she wet!! After a couple of deep licks, Jess was pulling me up by the hair, mumbling, “I'm ready, so ready, fuck me, Peter, please fuck me!”
Of course, all this got me so hot. Jess is so horny, so wet, begging me to fuck her! Almost as soon as I was in, a couple of strokes, and it's 'Shit-Shit-Bollocks'. I've cum-shot my load! Jess is trying to pull me in harder, saying, "Nearly there... so so near... make me cum; please make me cum."
I quickly dropped down to tongue her very wet cunt, ramming fingers into her 1 and 2 together, tasting both her juices and my cum. Jess grabbed my hair and pushed my head closer, humping her body up to push my fingers deeper! Suddenly she's muttering, "I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm going to cum—I'm cumming!" then she starts becoming louder, saying, "Oh god, I'm coming again, shit! Coming!" Then, for the first time, to my knowledge, Jess Squirted, spraying her cum all over my face, up my nose; it's in my one eye, over my fingers and hand; I'm trying to swallow a lot of this sweet-tasting honey juice!
My face is covered in her cum. Jess humped against my tongue and fingers, back arching to push against my face, her orgasm going on and on! As she bit her hand to stop herself from crying out, as Jess lay trembling and slowly calming down, I continued to lap it up. Again, Jess pulled me closer by the hair so I could lick her more deeply, and then I licked her around her clitoral area to clean her up!
She said, "Yes, just there, omg, god—yes, I'm going to cum again."
She was humping my tongue, then suddenly stopped. Jess released her grip on my hair, lying there for 2 to 3 minutes, her breathing slowing. I again started to lick around her sweet, hairless cunt, trying to clean it. Jess held my head there as I licked her juices from near her anus star up to her hard nub and back down between her outer lips, tonguing her as deeply as I could. Jess twitched as I again moved lower, spreading her legs wider, bending her knees up, and opening herself up as never before.
I managed to lick up the mixed cum that had leaked out of her and ran down around her anal star, having cleaned the area, but Jess still lay there. I tried pressing the tip of my tongue hard against her to get the tip inside, but couldn't as it was too tight. Seconds later, she moved to make me return to her cunt, where my tongue traveled over her lips and up to her hard but stubby clitoral area, and then back down to deeply lick into her cunt, collecting a bit more of her cum. These actions continued until she came for the fourth time!
We cuddled, and I said, “I’d never seen you so horny.”
“You too, and you’ve never done that before; you know, licked my bum like that; don't you not find it dirty?”
“Nope," I replied, "you had 3 showers before going out.”
“Three?”
“Yeah, morning when we got up, after shopping, and before going out last night. Didn’t you enjoy me doing that?"
“Yeah, a bit weird to start with, strange but sexy feelings, but then, I didn’t want that feeling to stop, and I wanted to cum again!”
As I started to say I’d do it more now that we knew she liked it, I realized Jess was already asleep, but sleep didn't come to me; I kept having visions. Visions of Jess smiling while dancing with Kofi, of her arms stretched up around his neck, smiling up at him as Kofi's big hands rummaged around under her skirt, cupping her naked bum! Visions of Kofi bending down to kiss Jess on the neck and marking her, of her kissing Kofi back passionately. Visions of Jess jumping up to put her legs around Kofi as he held her bare bum. She allowed Kofi, as they kissed deeply, to slip one big hand under her bra to play with a hard nipple. Visions of Jess pulling back her head to say something to him and him nodding then kissing her, of him letting go of her so she would slide down his body, her short skirt hooking Kofi's belt, raising the hem, exposing her thong.
Visions of Jess holding his hand and pulling him toward me while the other hand pulled her bra back down to cover her exposed breast as she smiled at me, then him turning to face me as he put his hands around her waist. Visions of Jesus saying, "Pete, this is Kofi." We shake hands! In this vision, I realize that I can see a lump in his tight trousers that ran up crutch to above his belt, only hidden by the half-open shirt that had a damp patch, about where I think the lump ends. I tried not to stare at it, as I wondered if the slightly wet marks on the shirt were from holding Jess up while they kissed, because it seemed just about where her cunt would be pushing against the tip of it!
Then I noticed Jess shaking my shoulder, trying to tell me something—that Kofi's car was outside and the driver was waiting. "Kofi's giving us a lift back to the hotel now if you're ready. If not, the driver will come back for you!"
"Pete, I want him to stay with us tonight. I want him to spend the night with me. And I want him to fuck me! again and again!" All the while rubbing her hand over the very large lump in his pants. I got hard again at the thought of all this happening—so damn hard! My imagination ran away with me, and the visions of fantasy continued for some time. I remember a vision of Jess getting in the back with Kofi; somehow I'm in the front with the driver! Next, I'm looking back and watching Jess with the tip of this 10" black cock in her mouth, in the car, in front of me! Visions of seeing Jess naked on the bed, trying to deep-throat it, Jess crying out, "Yes, fuck me just like that, yes, harder, yes, I'm Cumming, yes, yes, OMG, yes!"
I also seem to remember a vision of waking up still sitting on the sofa bed and hearing Jess begging for him to fuck her harder and calling out, almost screaming that she was cumming again! The vision of Jess shutting the bedroom door as Kofi was leaving said, "I'll call you!" before coming to wake me and telling me, "Come to bed; I need you. Come on, get into bed." In my dream state, I did, and Jess straddled my head and lowered herself to cover my mouth.
My tongue slipped into her open, raw-looking cunt gash as big dollops of cum dropped into my mouth. "Yes, that's it, sweetheart. Thank you. I needed that Big Cock so badly, and now I need You to make me cum too!"
I wake up, and Jess is astride me, putting my morning wood to use. She leans down and kisses me. "Morning, my love; you certainly slept well, totally oblivious that I was still awake at dawn before nodding off. It's 10:30. I've had a shower, so I'm nice and clean for you again! We did get a little sweaty together last night.” She started to rock back and forth, but as usual, I fired off immediately, causing her to giggle.
She said, "My turn!" and moved up to straddle my head, allowing me to lick her clean again. Then, for the first time, she started to rub herself back and forth so my probing tongue went from her clitoral area through her gash, past her taint to her anus star, and back again, where she would pause and grind, pushing down, then making a slight move so my tongue pushed up into her sweet-tasting love box, getting a little more of my cum out. She pushed down, trying to get my tongue deeper, and a bit more dribbled into my mouth—another little movement so my tongue was against her star. Jess paused for a moment, feeling me move my tongue around her opening before centering the tip hard against it. Then she pushed down, so the tip of my tongue entered her tight hole. I heard her say, "OMG, yes!" She tried to buck. I was trying to force the tip deeper, but she couldn't relax enough. She moved to let me breathe and lick her clitoral area until she came!
Because of checkout time, I showered while Jess packed everything, then we checked out. As we drove the 2 hours home, we talked a lot about the weekend. I wanted to talk about Kofi, how Jess felt about dancing with a black guy, hoping to bring it around to the visions that I'd had, and how turned on I was watching her flaunt her body to Kofi in real-time and in my visions.
Jess was so intent on discussing the sex we'd had and how horny we had both gotten at turning each other on. She talked about how she had for the first time experienced new sensations, me making her cum so strong she'd soaked the sheet! When I tried to clean up after she made all that mess and tongued her bum, she said how it was a shame we couldn't carry on, how it didn't go in because the sensations were mind-blowing, and asked if I was trying to get my tongue in her bum.
I told her, “Tonight, we'll have a couple of drinks to relax before I do it properly. All you have to do, love, is learn to relax, relax, and enjoy it, because hopefully tonight I intend to go even further; I'm planning to take that cherry Jess!"
Is this story worth going on with? Your comments are most welcome, good or bad. I’d love to know.
