She Deserves Bigger & Better!

Waking up late, it's gone nine, Jess has gone to school a while ago. I headed to the bathroom, took off the red pants, had a pee, shower, and shave, in that order. Returning to the bedroom to dress for the day I see Jess has put out a pair of black lacy ones for me, slipping them on, together with jeans, a t-shirt, a check shirt, socks, and trainers.

Descending the stairs in time to hear the postman shovelling mainly junk mail in the letterbox, curious to see this 'hunky Akeem' both Jess and Margret speak of I opened the door and saw a nearly 6ft tall Arabic-looking fella with a startled look, obviously not expecting the door to open. He said a cheerful "Good Morning!" handing me the leaflet in his hand. I'm sure he looked over my shoulder, probably looking for Jess. Closing the door as the hunk walked away, I went through to make a coffee and then checked my email. After which I decided to pop into the office, paperwork in hand, put in an expenses sheet, and generally tidy up a bit from the Spanish trip. I'm really glad I did too!

My boss, Chris, called me into his office and said, "Shut the door, Pete, take a seat." me thinking, 'Shit, what have I done now?'

"Good trip? How would you like the week off? Before you say anything, before rumours start flying about, I've had to take Jeff Sanders off the road and George too, so with two off the available list, I need several jobs covered. I can shuffle people about other jobs, but I need a 22-day European job covered, so you and Alf fly to Paris a week on Sunday, meet the group there Monday, return them there 21 days later, then come back here 24 days in total. You are off till Monday anyway. To do this you need from Thursday 3 days off, so take the week. you're paid for the six days. just be here at 0800 hours on Sunday?"
That's what I love about this job: you never know what's around the corner, and wonder what Jess will say! I messaged her asking if we could meet briefly outside the school for lunch.
But it was nearly lunchtime for her reply, that she'd only have 25 minutes or so, meet in the local supermarket café at 12:45, get her a sandwich and coffee ready waiting!
She was only a couple of minutes late, not best pleased about the long trip but delighted about this next week, as it's half term so we'd be off together.
She mentioned going for a meal and a couple of drinks at a local football club some twenty miles away tonight, she'd find out where it is back at school. See you back home, quick kiss, then she'd gone! I called back to the office and told Chris I'd do the trip, giving me a rough itinerary. He'd email the full itinerary with a list of hotels, etc. over the weekend. I headed off home.

Jess got home before half past four, somewhat excited to be having a week off together, plus we are meeting up with her course mentor from the school and her husband at the club at 7:15 for a 7:45 booked table. I've met Christine a couple of times but not her husband Mark, but like Jess says, it should be a good night.

After checking just whereabouts we were heading on Google Maps, we went up to shower and decide what to wear, with Jess showering first while I shaved. Seeing me standing by the basin in just the black lacy pants that she'd left out for me, Jess said, "Hurry up and finish, then get in here, sexy, with me. I'll wash your hair for you."

I finished shaving and turned towards her, hooking my fingers into the waistband of the pants, but Jess stopped me. "Leave them on. you're so fucking cute in them!"

I got in the shower with Jess and she washed my hair. She then washed my body with her body cream, which lathers up very well and smells just as she does. delicious and subtly feminine. She even smoothed it around inside the pants. I got hard on the tease! She then got me to rinse off my hair and body, removing the pants as I did so. She then applied the conditioner, making sure to cover all my long hair.

"We just leave it a couple of minutes, then rinse. meanwhile, I'll just.." as she knelt, taking her little man into her mouth, letting me shoot off there on her tongue, then she stood and kissed me. Not only can I taste myself, but Jess pushes a fair bit of my cum into my mouth that we both then swallow together. She now rinses my hair off, gives me a rubdown with a towel, wraps my hair in another, and then leads me to her dressing table, having wrapped herself in a bath sheet.

Jess began drying my hair with her hairdryer, brushing as she did. I complained that it was getting way too long now, as it sits on my shirt collar. Jess disagreed, saying how lots of people would love to have such lovely, soft, fine hair. I look just like Austin Butler when he had long blonde hair! But maybe we'll get Jasmine my hairdresser, to trim it a bit. Maybe some blonde highlights too. Jasmine has done Jess's hair since we moved here. She also mentioned, on the subject of long hair, that she'd noticed a little stubble down there, and maybe tomorrow we could do a respray.

Jess started getting clothes out to wear tonight. She handed me a black lacy pair of pants, similar to what I wore earlier, as well as black hold-ups. I looked at her and said, "But we're going out with your friends for dinner."
"Please, Pete, with your socks on nobody else will see them, but I'll know and it'll keep me horny all night. Oh, and tuck yourself in, please. I love that!"

So I do as I'm told, tucking myself in, and the hold-ups too. Jeans, a lumber shirt, a suede Gillet, and slip-on suede hush puppies complete the look.
Jess looked just great too. A cream blouse over a white lacy bra, the white version of the pants I'm wearing, same with the hold-ups in black like mine, over them a denim blue wraparound skirt, 4" above her knees, off-white shoes that lace up around the ankles, her beautiful shining red hair brushed. Some light eye shadow with a hint of silver, blusher, a sort of orange-tinged lip gloss, and that thing she does. Sprays perfume into the air in front of her, then quickly walks through the mist. I often see her do it. Sometimes I wish I could!
I said I'd be the driver tonight so she could let her hair down if she wanted, the start of her half-term break. Getting in the car to go she pointed out she had no intentions of getting ***** because a certain cute somebody was on a promise tonight. No more practising alone this week!

Arriving at the football club, parked up and entering what seemingly is one huge room. The bar is off to the left, darts off to the right side, 8 round pub tables in between. Just inside the entrance doors left and right are 5 dining tables on each side, some to seat 4, others 6 people, tickets on them saying meals only before 10 p.m.
Christine spotted us first, got up came over and air kissed both Jess and me, saying "Hi Pete, nice seeing you again. we're over here." Leading us towards Mark, who stood on our approach, and taking Jess by the hand lightly kissed her cheek, saying "Nice to see you again!" and shaking my hand, said, "I'm Mark, Christine's other half, nice to meet you. The last time I met up with Jess, you were abroad somewhere!"

"Nice to meet you also. I only just returned from Spain and will be off again next week for 24 days, but, you know, it pays the bills."

All in all, it was a very pleasant evening with slightly older people but good company. Mark, I'd say mid-fifties, salt and pepper hair. Christine, mid to late forties. I felt she was a bit submissive to her husband but as I said, good company! At the end of the evening, Mark and I split the bill down the middle as agreed earlier, saying our goodbyes out in the parking lot.

Homeward bound, Jess, being naughty, undid her bra at the back, saying, "Phew, that's better. A bit tight in this!" 5 minutes later she's doing that thing women do: extracting her bra without undoing the blouse, bra on her lap. Jess ran both hands up under her bust, lifting both, then handling them as I wanted to, pinching her nips between fingers, making them hard. Letting them go folding the bra and putting it in her bag. Sitting upright again she pulled her blouse down tight, making her hard nipples stand out. Fucking tease, she's a driving hazard!

Despite her cruel efforts, we made it home safely in one piece. At one point, I did tell her I'd stop at a well-known dogging place. no one was there as we drove past. Back home Jess ran upstairs to the bathroom, calling back to me, "Bring the wine and two glasses up. I need the loo!"

Locking up downstairs, I got the box of Liebfraumilch wine from the fridge and the two glasses made my way up. Jess was just coming out of the bathroom, wearing just her white pants and black stockings. She took the glasses from me, allowing me to fit the pourer gadget into the box. She then said,

"I'll pour, you strip. I want you dressed just like me now! Then, my sexy little man, you're going to see how well I've been practising for the past ten days."

I went to the bathroom myself, removing my shoes, then socks, my jeans, and my shirt leaving them in the laundry basket. I'd left the Gillet downstairs. I turned the bathroom light off, pulled the t-shirt over my head, dropped it on my trainers, and walked into the bedroom, the light reduced to about 50%. Jess lay on the bed naked, and on the bedside unit was the lube.

Besides that, the magic man was standing on end beside the unit and her pillow, the dark brown of the 10" big one that Jess had referred to as 'Kofi', whenever we spoke by phone.
In her hand that was now gently rubbing up and down between her legs, slightly open, Jess held George, quietly buzzing away and barely audible. I watched as I drank my wine, then, pouring another, I topped her glass that was also on the unit. Then I walked around to my side and lay on the bed, my back against the headboard, so I could watch.

Jess started breathing a little harder, her legs a little wider, a couple of small humps against George, and a pause. A long slow sigh then a glance at me, a shy little smile, her eyes sparkled in the low light and using her other hand she turned George off.

After a minute or so Jess rolled towards me, which put her head on my panty-clad lap. Her mouth kissed where my dick should be, but at present, it was still tucked up as were my gonads.

"Don't move sexy knickers!"

She rolled back over, reaching up for the 10", then rolled back to face me, lifting one leg over me so she'd straddled my knees, sitting more upright. Jess then placed one end between my legs tight up to my crotch, so it stood up proud. Jess said,

"Oh la la, Monsieur Pete, quel monstre! What a monster!" giggling.

"Ha, I wish I looked more like Monsieur Brown than Pete, petit homme!"

"That's it, Mr. Brown," landing a peck on the tip sticking up, Jess says, "I have the Magic Man," kiss, "I have George," kiss and a lick, running her tongue around the head of it, and "I have Monsieur Brown, to suck," then opening her mouth real wide, the head completely in her mouth, and out, keeping eye contact with me, a hint of a smile.
"Should I suck Mr Brown's Cock? Would you like that, mon petit homme, to watch me suck a lovely big, hard cock?"

Taking the head back into her just a bit further and back out, dribbling spit on the tip, back in, this time 3", halfway back, dipping her head again, another half inch, adjusting her lips, her eyes start to water, another nearly an inch deeper. She heaves and withdraws it completely gasping a bit.
Jess spits again and back in it goes, 2", 3", slows, 4", a pause, slight dip another half. Another pause, a chug, another quarter inch. A heave and it's coming out again. Jess is gasping for breath now, her head down, resting on me, her breathing slowing, I'm stroking her hair, touching her ear, said to her.
"That's enough now, Jess, please."

"That's further than it's been before. Maybe only another half an inch. But not before now!"

She moves up to straddle my hips and knees then lifts herself, reaching over for the lube bottle. Then, sitting upright again, she begins smearing lube over Mr Brown's head, around the groove behind it, a little more down the shaft, maybe halfway, back up to the tip. She then squeezed some onto her fingertips again, putting that hand between her legs, between her lips, and handing me the lube bottle, adjusted her height, and holding the 10" dong, ran the tip along her lips, took a breath, blew out, then slowly sank onto the head.

I am truly stunned. I saw the head of this monster cock just disappear, a good one and a half inches, her outer lips stretched fully, tightly gripping this cock as she sank - taking more than another inch, lifting again-head stays just in, and down again as I watched Jess slowly taking it in Jess stops, waits - looking me in the eyes, a look of triumph as she sank another inch, she says,
"Hold this, hold him just there Peter. hold him still and don't let him move!"

My hand simply moved, automatically doing as she said. I took hold of the balls to hold it still, her hand above mine now close to her pussy.

She sank slowly another inch, saying quietly, under her breath, yes... more, then slightly louder "Yes!" and taking yet more!

"Oh fuck, Cumming, omygod, I'm Cumming, Peter, shit, I'm Cumming!"

Jess collapses forward to lay on my chest, panting, breathing heavily, and rolling off sideways, pulling clear of Mr. Brown.
I, in turn, move him out of the way. But I've also got to move-I'm in pain. My dick is hard but folded down, tucked under me inside the pants. And I think I'm Cumming too, but it's hurting, I pull the leg hole across, lift a knee, and my dick flicks out. The pain eases, the last dribble of clear cum ran down my dick and I breathe out.
Jess puts her hand there, gently rubs it, and says,
"Shit, Pete, did I hurt him? I'm sorry, forgot I was squashing him, sorry, got carried away. Twice in one night! Because you're here, first I sucked him deeper than in practice then I fucked him deeper.
I mean twice before I've gotten 5" or 6" in, but watching your face, just seeing the amazement on your face, I had to do it. Had to get the 7. And I did, didn't I? I've been fucked by 7", yes?"

"Oh yes, my darling Jess, you have been fucked and came hard sucking, fucking a whopping big, hard, cock!"
"You don't mind? You know, mind that I came actually fucking?"

"Why should I mind? I'm here. You didn't hide it. You fucked a big, hard black cock and came. Why should I mind?"

"Pete, It's not because it's big or black. It's because it stays--Sorry, Pete. It's because he stays hard in me long enough for me to cum. I'm sorry, but you never have.
Last time we practised with Kofi, as we were calling him then, but I like Mr. Brown better. So last time Mr. Brown and I practised he stayed hard and I came twice, twice without stopping, and fuck, did I sleep well then? I didn't even get up to go and pee. I just slept till the alarm!"

Talking of which, Jess got out of bed, gulped a glass of wine, went for a wee, looked in the mirror, and saw that mascara had run down her face after gagging on Mr Brown's cock and used a wet wipe before returning to bed and I also went to take a leak, removing both the pants that had cum in the gusset and the stockings too. I went back to bed, lights off and I cuddled Jess. After a short makeout session then spooning her, and she's soon asleep.

I lay awake for ages just thinking about how Jess, my once naïve little wife, who has only had my 5" little dick fucking her before now, 5" lasting sometimes under two minutes, a couple of times lasting super long. Maybe even 5 or 6 minutes if I'd cum earlier!

I bought her Mr. Brown and I encouraged her to practice with him. Tonight, not only can Jess suck 4" of that big cock in her mouth and enjoy doing it, but not just that she can take over 6". More like 7" inside her and cum too while doing so! Watching her, seeing the excitement and the lust for a big cock to go deeper than ever before, Jess can orgasm being fucked, but only by bigger and better than me!

Just thinking of Jess fucking herself tonight made me hard again. I'm still spooning her. My dick grew hard against her bum. the tip of my dick pushed against her rim. Jess, in her sleep, pushed back against me. The tip entered her bum. Jess pushed back even more. All of me slipped in. I froze, waited for her to scream out, to curse me a pervert but no, Jess sighed. I pumped forward slowly, back again quickly. Her hand came back to my hip, cupped as much of my bum as she could reach, pulling me in towards her. Jess was fucking herself on my dick, in her bum. 5 or 6 times she humped back and then paused as she felt me shooting. As soon as I stopped, Jess took her hand away from my hip, collected my hand in hers to take up between her boobs, muttered, "I love you. " and promptly fell back to sleep. It didn't take me long either!

The next morning Jess wakes me with a cup of tea, kissing me good morning. She smells divine with a mix of her shampoo and her new creamy body wash. Oh, so feminine. Somewhere in the house, I hear music playing. She stroked my hair then said, "Wake up, lover. you looked so cute asleep there, but we need you getting up and in the shower if we are to rid you of this stubble. It tickles when you fuck me. I felt it on my bum last night and it'll ruin your stockings!
I have to ask, Pete. Did you enjoy that night? It was the first time and hopefully a surprise, yes?"

"Jess, you were absolutely stunning last night. Watching you fuck to orgasm was breathtaking!"

"I didn't mean that, but I'm glad you thought so. I meant did you enjoy fucking me there, you know when you cuddled me? I just wanted to know if that way was good for you. Did it turn you on to being so naughty?"

"Oh yes, yes, I was turned on, Jess, but I didn't fuck you last night. If you remember, it was you, Jess. you fucked me! I cuddled up to you as you slept. I lay awake thinking about what you had shown me earlier. You had practised very well. Never in a million years did I think you'd ever be able to suck or fuck like you did last night. Thinking about it again I got hard. It poked you just there but it was you that pushed back onto him. You took him so easily, then you fucked me. You made me cum in your bum and yes, I loved it, Jess! But why ask about that one thing? Are you mad at me?"

"Bloody hell no, Pete, I loved it. it was a specially good fuck. It was our first time that way. I mean, have you ever done it that way in the past, a boy or girlfriend, on a one-night stand? Because it was my first. Well, almost my first. But you made me cum fucking the first time!"

"Whew, hold it, Jess, almost your first time? Who have you let shag you like that? Who, Jess, come on?"

"No, you silly little man, as Magic Man has shown me, it really did hurt at first. I've often wondered if you wanted it that way. You often spoon me at night. Sometimes my little man gets hard and pushes against my bum. And I've thought more than once to ask you to fuck me there, but I didn't want you to think me a sicko or weird. Then recently, you licked me there. You even pushed your tongue in a little, so I guess you don't think it's that dirty.
While you were away, I practised with all of them, enjoying the sensations of a magic man fucking me there, and decided that the first opportunity we would do it. I'm so glad we did because we both came and it was wonderful. We will be doing it like that again often. now get up. In the shower with you, we have an appointment at five past one with Jasmine. she's going to style your hair."

I do as I'm told. I stand in the shower and Jess sprays me from the neck down, sets a 3-minute timer on her phone, then goes down to make coffee. The timer buzzes, I rinse off and wash my hair, rinse the shampoo out, wrap a towel around me, and go and sit in her dressing gown. I think I hear Jess talking, but maybe singing! Eventually, she came up with the coffee.

She blowdries my hair, then gets me to stand and drop the towel. She checks for stubble, looking and running her fingers over me. She got me to turn around and pull my bum cheeks apart, kneeling and running her fingers in my bum crack. She then caught me completely by surprise after telling me to bend and lean forward herself, putting her face between my cheeks, and tonguing me there. For about ten short seconds, her tongue licked around or was in my bum, then pulled away, stating, "No stubble there!" I just looked at her, then sort of held my hands like I might have even mouthed, 'WTF'?

She answered, "I just wanted to know what's it like, if can I do it-Like, can I do that? Well, that must be yeah! Now we need to get dressed. your stuff's there!"

With that, Jess untied the belt on her dressing gown, shrugged it off, and picked up a pair of black knickers. As I picked up the purple panties, both of us stepped into them, drawing them up our smooth legs at the same time.

"Ooo, yeah, that reminds me. That part you ordered for the shredder arrived. I signed for it and I put it in the utility room.
It arriving today allowed Akeem to say goodbye, as he finishes here today, he's going to the Oldham sorting office. He seemed pleased not to have missed saying goodbye. Bless him!"

"He was only temporary, not been here for years. And you open the door dressed like that?"

Jess was dressing. She was wearing only a black bra and pant set and one leg of a pair of smoky grey stockings, so she said, "No silly, I was wearing my dressing gown, that white one there, I've just taken it off!"

"Yes, but Jess you just said that taking your dressing gown off reminded you about signing for my parcel, and that would make you naked talking to the bloody postman, so did you take it off for him? Did the hunk see your body naked?"

"Bloody Nora Pete, No, I did not take my dressing gown off. Yes, he saw my naked body. Well, sort of, a bit of. Look, let's carry on getting ready, and I'll tell you. While waiting for the kettle, I was listening to the radio and dancing, I made the coffee and was bringing it up. I heard the door, so I put the cups on the stairs and answered the door. Akeem's there, holding out a parcel for you. I instinctively reached out and took it off of him and turned to put it on the hall chair. Then I heard him say, "Sign, please.", so I did. I used my nail to sign that funny little electric box thingy!
It was only then that I realized my dressing gown belt had slipped. Do you know how I loosely tie that belt? Well, dancing about, making coffees, bending to put cups down, reaching to open the door, taking the parcel. It all took a toll on the belt grip. The gown has opened like 2" top to bottom. He can't see my nips. But It's cool standing there so they're like bullets, and Akeem can see I'm naked underneath! Not thinking clearly, I didn't immediately close the gap.

"He muttered something about being sorry for leaving here today. 'Lovely ladies here, Miss Johnson down the hill want fuck every morning, she opens the door naked too. Same, you want Akeem fuck you?' He unzipped his trousers and he goes commando, then lifted out an-I'm guessing, an 8" semi-hard, almost black cock, saying it must be quickly, he's leaving today. I told him, 'No, put it away,' that you're upstairs. he has offered to come back when you've gone mind!"

We are both nearly ready. As I was buttoning my shirt, I had to know, so I asked her,
"Had I not been here, say if I'd still been in Spain today, would you? Would you have let him fuck you? Remember, I've just watched you get excited about sucking and fucking a big cock in our bed, seen you orgasm on that big cock, then Akeem showed you what you guessed is about 8" of only semi-hard cock? Just think, Jess, how big is that cock? So, my horny little wife, would you have fucked his big 10" black cock had I not been here?"

"Look, we're going to be late. I'm not talking about this going out the door, so come on!"

After Jasmine trimmed my hair she raved on about how fine, soft, and glossy it was. Lots of her clients would be so jealous. Although her own hair was beautiful, shiny black hair in loads of braids of neat straight lines, she only tidied mine, making it an inch or so shorter, which she said was a modern unisex style, and no, I didn't have a manicure, just the trim.

Jess and I wandered around the shopping centre. We went into one boutique, Jess picked up a few items and headed into the changing room that had curtains to close. I sat beside an older black gentleman. I saw Jess had left an inch gap, stripped to her black panties only, then pulled up a short tartan skirt. She put on a crop top, the type that if one put arms straight out to the side at shoulder height it's clear that you'd show the lower curve of your bust.
The next changing room over the curtain was pulled aside. Standing there was a fairly busty teenager wearing a short sun dress in a multicoloured pattern. When she gave him a twirl, the hem rose level to hip, showing us both a white thong and a bare bum. The girl went back in, the guy said he was taking his ******** home to Ghana soon.

Before Jess opened the curtain fully she raised her arms above her head, her hard nipples prevented the top from falling again until she pulled it down, both of us getting an eyeful. Jess pulled the top off over her head, and put another one on. This one required tying under the bust, in a semi-sheer thin white cotton, and then she stepped out to show us. I of course knew just what Jess was doing, teasing us both. The curtain opened beside her, the girl stepped out this time, glanced at Jess, and saw she was in a see-through top. She nodded to Jess then turned side on to show this next sun dress was a halter neck and showed a lot of side boob. The guy nodded, and the girl smiled and went back in to change again. Jess did the same.

The guy asked me, "Your wife or girlfriend? Is a beauty, has a lovely body, and is proud to show us men."
"Your ********, too, has a lovely figure for such a young girl."

He answered by telling me that she was still learning. Learning to show what she can offer a man and learning how to please a man, and that "Your girl already knows how I think, yes?"
We are talking out here but I can also hear Jess talking, possibly the other girl too, not what was being said, of course, and giggling too, coming from the changing rooms.

I answered the old chap by saying, "Yes, Jess certainly knows how to please me, knows little tricks to turn me on." We're interrupted by Jess opening her curtain, several items over her arm. She darts next door, opening that curtain, and Jess wearing only her black pants and shoes. The girl burst into laughter seeing Jess there but did nothing to hide the fact she too was wearing only her white thong, showing her bare bum as she was stepping into another, what looked like a sundress again. They close the curtain again with lots of giggles.

The guy said, "Yes, your wife could please me with that body and fine big tits." He grabs hold of the large lump in his trousers, making it obvious it was a big cock getting hard. "Do you think this would please your young wife? I enjoy young, naked bodies. I, too, have a young wife. She and my ******** both please me by wearing little bikinis and short skirts, often topless around the home. Even when my friends visit.
You should come and meet my younger wife. The old one, that girl's mother, remains in the kitchen most of the time or in her room. Yes, I think you'd like my wife very much. She's white like you also, tell me your wife likes black men? She likes fine, big black cocks, yes?"

I don't know what came over me. I just got this stupid idea to brag about my wife's new skills, and so I said to him, "Oh yes, she loves BBC. Only last night she shared our bed with a huge black cock, sucking it, then taking most of it, and boy did she cum! Like a fucking train!"

He said, "My wife and ******** also like black cock. Last weekend we hosted a gangbang party. My wife loves all my friends. Only five last week, but many times maybe 12–15 men, and slowly I teach my ******** the same. She's used by me and my three best friends only as yet but has blown as many as 7 men."

As that was said the curtain opened again. Jess stepped out and then, reaching a hand back, the ******** reluctantly came out wearing a dress Jess had taken in to try on, a sheer shift dress, with only her white thong under it. She had young breasts, about 34b, her nipples high on the slightly turned-up boobs, and her body was quite lovely but she needs a bigger bum!
Jess had on a white baby doll outfit, a sheer white single bow at the bust, untied. She held open the cover to show a lace top part cupping her bust that then hung to her thighs completely sheer. She had removed the black pants she had been wearing, and both of them curtsied, then back into the changing room together giggling!

Soon the white nightie floated to the floor and then the sheer dress was hung on the curtain rail where there had been a gap. It went quiet in there, two pairs of feet facing close to one another, and then, I believe, the girl sat down on the bench along the back wall. Jess knelt between the girl's legs and from where we were sitting, we could see her bare bum. I'm sure Jess has gone down on the girl. Her father nudged me to indicate that an assistant was approaching. I called a warning to them by asking loudly, "Does that one fit her, Jess?"

Jess quickly got to her feet, pulled on her own dress stepped out, saying she'd be out in the last dress in a minute, and handed the assistant one of the sundresses. She said we'll take this. We went to the till, paid for the baby doll nightie set and left the shop, heading for the parking park.
Back in the car, Jess was very excited about how that had all gone, about leaving the gap in the curtain to tease, to show herself off to me.

"I'd shown you and the stranger sat beside you my bare tits, then that ridiculously short skirt and blouse, and when the girl came out showing her side boobs almost to her nipples the way she looked at me, my tits! The challenge to be naughty with you both was set.
We got talking and she mentioned he was her father. She was teasing her own father! Later, before we left, she and I were having a nice little make-out session. You know I went down on her don't you?"
I nodded. "Well, she was muttering about me being better than Daddy! And I think her daddy has been fucking his ******** would you believe?"

On the drive back I related to Jess what had been said in that shop by him, even how he said she would know just how to please black men and how he wanted to fuck Jess, and offered his young wife or the girl in a swap! Of course, only if she were interested.

"When we get home we will have to talk about several things. One is that it's Saturday afternoon. We are both off work tonight until next Saturday, 7 whole nights. What are we going to do? Let's have fun, but what, where, and when? Oh yeah, and forget any dirty thoughts of gangbangs, black cocks or wife-swapping! So home, cup of tea. Maybe something to eat. Maybe if you're a good boy, an early night and you then might get lucky and get to cum in my ass again!"

Placing a cup of tea in front of me, I was checking my email. Nothing really interesting. I looked into taking her to Belgium. Jess vetoed that idea. A bit too rushed, it needed a bit of planning. Maybe later in the year. Jess also opened her laptop, checked her email, and then started to look at more clothes. Something Jess didn't need, that's more clothes.
Even if she were to include me and what she wants me to wear, surely I've got enough underwear to wear around the house!

Meanwhile, I'd typed in Bristol next, looking again at nightclubs in the city, Jess saw and said something about having to chat with her friend Nia first and maybe she'd call her tomorrow.

As I still wanted an answer to a nagging question, I asked, "Jess, do you have any ideas for the week? But before you answer that, answer me this: earlier, I asked you if I had still been in Spain today, and bearing in mind Akeem's offer to fuck you, I asked you if you would have let him? Would you fuck him? I'm away for over three weeks next week. Would you like him to call round, or maybe even Big Daddy at the shop today? He offered to fuck you, even arrange a gangbang for you, and it's even easier if I'm not here?"

"Pete, I don't know where or why this is happening now, but the straight answer is not while you're away. Definitely not! I thought I'd explained this a couple of weeks ago.
That would be cheating, on you and us, our marriage! Look at this."
Jess turned her screen so as we both could see, on it paused was that scene. The one where that girl danced with the black guys, molested and exposed, she sucked his cock, later fucked by his big cock. All in front of her spouse who was turned on by watching her! She said
"This afternoon, in that shop with you watching the old man lusting for me. You enjoyed watching me. And It was such a turn-on. This," pointing to the screen, playing it.
"Now, that's a turn-on. It's me teasing you. Teasing you by teasing others, exposing myself to other people, turning them on and making them want me, is a turn-on for me. To have others lust after my body, even to molest me like her, in public with other people watching. You watching me being so naughty, fuck, I'm getting wet just thinking about your face watching me!"

Jess turned the screen away and froze it again. She got up to put the kettle on and started making coffee. She asked, "So what brought this on? Are you asking about me fucking other men? Are you trying to get rid of me? If I were to fuck somebody else, then you can blame me for breaking up our marriage. Is that what this is about?"

"Stop, Jess, stop!"

I got up, went to her, and flung my arms around her, saying, "No, Jess, I love you. I love what we do. I love it when you're naughty. Of course, I do. You cannot do any wrong by me. Watching you the other night in bed, that big, dark thing in your mouth made you gag, but you were enjoying it. I could see it in your eyes. I watched you suffer pain taking that big cock but you rode it, loving it fucking you to the point of Cumming so damn hard, seeing the look of sheer lust in your eyes as you took at least 7" of hard cock and Cumming all over it.
Something we've never done and I can never do to you, for you, make you cum like that. That hard! Oh, and then as a consolation, you fucked my little man, as you call it, my dick. You fucked my little dick with your bum because it's too small to even feel it, let alone hurt you! Do you want to know? I'll tell you, Jess. I love you and worship you, but you deserve to be fucked like that. Cum like that every time. I think you deserve a bigger, better cock. Even a big black cock, fucking you, making you cum every time. There, I've bloody well said it!"

"Shssss Pete. No, Pete, you're so wrong. You never will get a consolation fuck from me. We fucked like that because I wanted you to fuck me that way. I often get turned on when you're holding me, spooning me that way. Your cock was just there, and I so wanted it."

"It's not a cock. George is a cock. Kofi had a cock. Akeem has a cock. I have a little dick, a little dick that can't make his wife cum. I can't make you cum. Jess, I know I can't. The other night watching your joy, the look of triumph as you were actually fucking. Jess. that's a turn-on. It hurts me to say this, Jess, but you need fucking properly. By a man, or men with proper cocks that can make you orgasm! You deserve nothing less!"

"Listen, Pete, you are so wrong. I love you. You make me so happy. You can make me cum, sometimes little ones, sometimes damn hard, but I always cum. Omg, you've made me wet the fucking bed. Cumming so hard, 2 or 3 times! So don't you ever think you're inadequate, that you're too small whatever.
You have what you have but you use other ways to make up any shortfall. Excuse the pun. Also, Peter, let me tell you this. If what you're suggesting was ever to happen, and I'm not saying it will, but if something like that..." She points to her screen, still on pause, showing a black hand down the front of the girl's pants. Another black hand cupped on a bare boob, a hard nipple between two fingers, her one arm up around the back of her assailant's neck, smiling at him, and her spouse just looking on.
"If that ever happens, that I get so turned on and fucking horny that I needed to fuck him, needed to give another cock, another man, or men, blowjobs, make them cum so I can too, then you must be there. You must share my lust, my horniness. You have to feel lust for me at the same time! Got it, Peter? If I fuck, we fuck. If I'm covered in cum, so are you, and then you Peter, must always claim me back, always love me asap, and make love to me. Because sex without you would be like life without you, and I couldn't bear that!"

We both got up from the table, hugged each other and kissed with passion. Jess must have felt me getting hard because she pushed me away, closed her laptop, and headed towards the stairs, saying to me, "Nearly 6 and I'm famished. I bet you are too. We didn't get to lunch today, so order in or go out. If in, then you ring Harvest Moon for the usual. if we're going out, where to? Because I need to change. And are you taking me to dinner or to be fucked?"

A big smile and she stopped and turned to me. One hand cupped my balls and the smile became laughter. "I'm kidding!"

"Which would you sooner do, Jess? Eat here, then repeat last night? Let me watch you using George and Brown, then I fuck your arse, or go out and find somebody to tease, maybe even molest you, or something?"

"I don't know Pete. I mean, all this talk about sex and lust. Sucking some nice dark cock, teasing a couple of big black guys just to maybe cop a feel, could make a naughty girl like me hunger for more. Pity it's so late. we could maybe have gone clubbing in the city. it is Saturday night after all."

Jess continued upstairs to get ready. I looked online at hotel availability and booked two nights at the same place as last time in Manchester, then joined Jess upstairs and told her where we were going. Her eyes lit up. She kissed me then went into the bathroom to get ready, and I sat on the bed to ponder what the hell I had done!

Jess came out wearing just the black knickers she had on earlier. I moved to the bathroom while she was taking them off, and she bent over to get a different pair from the drawer. I think 'What a fucking tease my wife is!' I unzip and lower both my jeans and panties together, take a leak, decide to leave the purple ones on for tonight, take a quick wash, and then return to the bedroom. Jess had laid out black boy shorts, black hold-ups, and a tan-coloured shirt. I put the shirt on as Jess was putting her makeup bag, some clothes for tomorrow and what have you into an overnight case.

I threw the shorts and stockings in the case and went and got my shaving bag from the bathroom. Upon returning, I saw Jess putting the new baby doll nightie in. I smiled, thinking of her wearing it, and then when putting my shaving bag in I noticed the red one from Belgium was in as well.

Jess seems to be ready and heads downstairs, leaving me to put clothes on for tomorrow's shopping and evening clubbing. Putting that lot in, I see George has been packed as well. Taking the case down, Jess is on the phone, telling her mother that we're away for a couple of nights, and then shortly we're on our way. Nearing the booked hotel, we spotted one of the old cinemas that has now been converted into a pub that serves food. We decided to check in and then go there for dinner before having an early night. Tomorrow we go shopping again, and then later we'll go dancing and see what happens!

Entering the pub, it was fairly crowded and took a little while to find a table, eventually finding one up the stairs. The table on one side had half a dozen youngsters, two of whom didn't look of age to drink but obviously had to impress the girls. At least one of them was already well-oiled. The group of four on the other side were celebrating one guy's 19th birthday with steak and chips, washed down with shots and pints, and both sides were quite noisy. I did suggest going elsewhere but Jess said it was too late, and besides, she was hungry. So we stayed.

Having looked at the menu and decided on what to eat, I had to go back down to the bar to order our meals and two beers. I also took drinks back up with me. Of course, Jess had attracted the attention of the birthday group and was laughing at something one of them had said as I slid in opposite her. I noticed the other group getting ready to leave, and I overheard mentions of black guys always pouncing on pretty white girls, and then one boy touched my shoulder as he lowered his head to my ear, saying in a whisper to watch that lot, they'll try taking her off, mate, and then they'd gone.

Dinner arrived and Jess stopped answering questions from the next table for a while. The birthday boy and two others went off to the gents, leaving one to guard the table.

Jess told me quietly that it was one lad's 19th birthday, that they were eating here, then going on to a club before 10 p.m. She also mentioned that both the birthday boy and his brother were cute and very good-looking, that all four were at the university here, and that the two brothers were going home to Bristol tomorrow. When they all returned carrying a tray of drinks, I could see which two she meant. Both looked similar, very dark-skinned. The other was not so dark. The one who had remained was a white guy.

When we'd finished eating and just about finished our drinks, Jess popped to the ladies. The boys told me my girlfriend was very pretty. I pointed out that Jess was my wife, and that I agreed. Jess returned and then I went to the gents.

Coming back but still out of their sight, I see Jess standing, ready to go. So is the group of four.

The birthday boy has his arm draped over her shoulder. Jess didn't seem bothered, so I hovered just out of sight to watch the interaction between them. I was stunned to see Jess face him and kiss him. Just a peck on his lips. The brother said something to her, and Jess took a quick glance towards the gents, then turned back to him and kissed him properly. A full-contact kiss. Jess then broke away, saying something to them, then nodding in agreement. Not wanting to be away too long, I made my way back to them, saying to Jess, "Ready love? We need to get going!"

The brother said, "We are trying to get your wife to give Jaxon a birthday kiss but she is refusing until she asks you if it's ok, man. Then we are all going to a club to hear some reggae. I think your wife wants to go dancing. So you come with us, man?"

"Yes, if my wife is going dancing, so am I. Tell us where the place is. We'll meet you there!"

"No man, get a taxi and give this to the driver. He'll drop you at the right place, ok?"

Jess, standing beside the birthday guy, was looking at me and nodding yes so I agreed Smiling, Jess said, "Guess we'll see you there then, as soon as I've changed, yes?"

He said to her, "What about my birthday kiss, then?"

Jess said, "Go on with you. We'll see. Maybe later!"

We all went down and out to the car park. As we parted to head towards my car there were lots of calls to see you soon, girl, and that sort of thing. Jess waved, and 5 minutes later we were back at our hotel. On the way there, I asked Jess, "You seemed very flirty with them, considering we don't know them. What's all this about a kiss?"

"It's Jaxon's birthday today. When you went to the loo, Aiden, his older brother, told me the birthday boy had never been kissed by a girl and asked if I'd kiss him, if only to stop him moaning about it. Of course, it's just a chat-up line and I refused. They asked if we were going clubbing and I told him maybe tomorrow, but we're having an early night. Jaxon said something about how I was lucky because I was going to get laid. He can't even get a kiss on his birthday! So I gave him a quick kiss, saying happy birthday. Aiden said that wasn't a real kiss. Maybe, being married, I'd forgotten how. I just kept hoping you'd come back sooner. Both of them went on about it, so I kissed him slightly harder and told them, That's it! Then they harped on about going clubbing with them, even suggesting that I leave with them now before you get back! Aiden guaranteed I would be well taken care of, and they'd see me back to the hotel before breakfast. You came back and agreed to go. So we'll have to change and go, even if only for a couple of hours. Yeah, are you ok with that, Pete?"

"You wanted to go. You nodded yes quick enough, and you never know, one of them might even be able to dance and keep up with you!"

"Hey, there's four of them, so it's me who has got to try to keep up with them. I've never taken on four guys before. I'll be exhausted when we've finished!"

In the hotel room Jess opened our case and took out my spare shirts, then the red nightie, followed by the baby doll nightie we'd bought earlier today. When I mentioned her bringing two nighties with her, Jess said, "I bought the red one for you, but I was hoping you'd wear the white one for me tonight. Mmm, maybe I could wear the white one to the club. what do you think, Pete? Joking, you've not got anything to change into, so you're making coffee?"

Jess found her short, light blue skirt, a white lacy tie-top blouse, white bra, and white shoes, then she stripped to the black pants. She went into the bathroom with her makeup bag and came out 15 minutes later. Her eyes were made up, light blue shadow with some sparkle effect, mascara, and her usual lip gloss. She sipped on her coffee between dressing, removing her black ones to put on a white thong, the blue skirt, then her bra, pulling the blouse on. It has two small buttons sort of between the boobs and the bottom of the blouse finishes under the bust, with two ribbons from the corners that go around the body in opposite directions and end back at the front where it's tied in a small bow then tucked under so not seen. Back in the bathroom to brush her hair again, I heard 'Oh fuck it.' she comes back out undoing the blouse. Off it comes and the bra too, replacing the blouse. She goes back to look in the mirror.

"Jess says I forgot the bra straps show in this, here," she pointed to where the two buttons are, "and the underside as I move, I'll have to go like this, be okay, won't it, love?"

Having no bra on her, her nipples almost poke through the white lace. Her darker areola is visible and although her bust is firm, at 34c, they do have movement when unfettered, and the lace blouse offers no support at all. Jess put a jacket on, and we're ready to go. Taxi arrived promptly at 9:45 and dropped us outside just 2 minutes to ten.

All four were already there. Introductions were quickly made. Jess already knew their names. Jaxon, 19, the birthday boy. Aiden, his 21-year-old brother. Milo, 19, his friend. Lighter skinned than the brothers. The only white guy beside me was Clive, who was 21. he explained that his brother and a cousin both worked the door there. It's already organized for us all to get in the club tonight as a birthday bash and a tenner each!

Finding our reserved table overlooking the dancefloor, it could seat 8 to 10 people on the u-shaped covered bench seat around three sides. Jess took off her jacket before getting in to sit. There was a sharp intake of breath from both brothers who were standing closest to her when she did. She slid in first, followed rapidly by Jaxon, then Milo. I got on the opposite side, sliding down beside Jess. Doing so enabled me to see that her skirt had dragged up to show a flash of white thong. As soon as she'd stopped sliding along Jess lifted her bum to adjust the skirt.

Next to me sat Aiden, then Clive. As soon as we were all comfortable, Aiden said to us all that we should all chip in £20 for drinks for starters, and Clive would keep us all supplied as tonight's designated driver and would be sober enough to carry the drinks on the tray. Hopefully anyway! This is what we did, except for the birthday boy. I of course paid for Jess, giving the drink order to Clive to write down, and then Jaxon claimed the first dance with my wife. Jess stood, then had to shuttle along to get out. Jaxon, still holding her hand, led her down onto the dance floor.

I noted that actually for a young man, he wasn't too bad a dancer. We all three sat watching them from the table. Clive returned with the drinks. Jess stayed out for a couple more dances with Jaxon before Aiden said it was his turn and moved to swap places with his brother. The second dance was a slower one, allowing Aiden to hold Jess close, twice during which I lost sight of them, first turning to pick up my drink and Jaxon said something so I was distracted a moment or two. The second time they'd moved too far round for my eyes to follow, but Jess had her hands around his neck, but leaning away for him. I realized much later in the evening Jess dancing slower ones like that allowed the others to look down her blouse front at her tits. Aiden's hands at that time were on her bare hips, just where the skirt waistband was.

Eventually, Aiden brought her back to the table for Jess to have her first drink, but strangely Clive stood up so Aiden could get back in. Jess went back in the other direction to return to where she sat before, but Jess stepped over Milo's legs with him holding her hips to steady her, the same with Jaxon, before sitting back beside me with a quick peck on my lips. Her top lip and down between her boobs were sweaty and she drank more than half her beer before putting her glass down.

Banter flowed easily. Jess got up to dance many times over the next couple of hours, dancing with them all but mostly with the brothers. I went to the gents at one point and stood next to Aiden at the urinal. I had to be careful that he didn't see I had purple panties on, but Aiden had no worries about me seeing him shake the snake as he finished. Fuck, he's a big lad, soft but got to be 7"+, clearly much bigger than me when I'm hard!

Returning to the table I spot Jess dancing with Jaxon again. He is behind Jess, her one hand up behind his neck, their heads side by side. Jaxon has his right hand on her bare stomach, holding her body to his, and his left hand is across her boobs, holding her right boob. He sees me coming. He calmly moved his hand from her left to the right, then slid it back, this time inside her blouse, to again fully cup her right boob's bare skin. A grin appeared on his face as Jess did nothing to stop him. That is, till Jess saw me. She immediately broke away from his arms and came to me, taking my hand.

"We need to talk now. Come this way."

"Next time you're fucking off to the loo, tell me. I'll come with you. You know, every time you're not looking they're feeling me up! All of them are kissing me. Jaxon actually fingered me as we sat beside you. You were talking to Aiden. Fuck, what a fucking turn-on! I'm being fingerfucked less than two feet away from you. I'm so fucking wet. Aiden asked me if you're a cuckold, do I fuck men in front of you? I said no, I don't fuck other men only my husband. He said both he and his little brother want to change that and want to fuck me, either here in the guy's toilets or go back to the dorm and sneak in. Or, as Aiden has suggested, we all go back to our hotel, but that's a gangbang. All five of them.
I'm not ready for that. Pete, but I'm so fucking wet and horny. I want you to take me back to the hotel. I just need you and George fucking me because if we stay much longer with what they keep doing to me I won't be held responsible. Both brothers are huge, I'm talking at least 9", and Clive too. I've held his 7"+, very thick cock in my hand. I so wanted to try and suck it there at the table, but I knew I'd never get it in my mouth. It's as thick as a beer bottle!"

I just thought 'Oh fuck, listening to Jess I'm close. Don't let me cum now. Not in my pants. Please not now, not here! 2x2=4,3x2=6,6x12=72. Shit, that was close!'

"Peter, are you listening to me, Pete? If we stay here much longer and if they keep turning me on,
I'm going to get laid over that fucking table, you hear me? Pete, let's get out of here now. I'll go wait outside and find a taxi. You go and tell them I'm not feeling well. Oh, and get my jacket, please."

"That seems awfully rude of you, Jess. you should at the very least come back to say cheerio and thanks for a wonderful evening. You have had a good time, haven't you, Jess? I mean, you sure seemed to be laughing, joking, and mucking around. I can't remember the last time you had such a good laugh with people. Also, don't you owe someone another birthday kiss? Come on, Jess, just come on back and explain you're not feeling 100%, give Jaxon his birthday kiss, and we'll leave. Ok, love?"

"Alright, Pete, I'll kiss him, say thank you, and then we leave, ok? But don't you leave me alone for a second, because we need to get back and into fucking bed!"

So we head back to the table. I can't explain how I feel right now. I'm jealous of the fact that, as Jess has told me, these four men have gotten her really turned on. She's been kissing them all. She told me that she held another man's cock tonight when, I don't know, she even wanted to suck it but was scared to. I witnessed her allowing them to molest her body. I saw Jaxon holding her bare tits in his hand. If she hadn't spotted me, how far would she let him go?

This time when we got back to the table, Aiden and Clive shuffled along so I had to sit at this end, Jess of course climbed over Milo's lap, but this time kept her bum to the table and I think he had his hands up under her skirt. She got to Jaxon's legs and swung one of her legs over, he held her hips. Jess paused leaning down saying 'Happy birthday Jaxon!' then kissed him full contact, lasting a good minute. She broke the kiss but he reconnected, kissing her deeply, the way their mouths moved told me tongues were at work. Her legs started to buckle and she sank onto his lap. Jaxon starts to lean towards the space where Jess should be sitting, taking her with him. She landed on her back, and because she had been straddling him her legs were already open. Jaxon is now lying between them, the hem of her skirt up high enough that we could all see her white thong. Jess began to slide off the bench seat to sit on the floor, the back of the skirt up her back. As Jaxon lifted off I saw he had a hand inside the now loosened blouse from underneath, so as Jess ended up sitting bare-assed on the floor, his hand pinching her hardened nipple, Jess unzipped his fly. Jaxon quickly sat down so no one could see what was going on. Milo leaned on the table to block the view of anyone walking by.

Aiden had moved another few inches closer and sat at a strange angle. Clive got up to go speak to a bouncer. I looked under the table, and, omg, Jess was now kneeling up, hunched under the table skirt at the back, showing a completely naked bum. Her thong was now around one ankle. Aiden had his hand between her legs. I guess finger fucking her. but what truly shocked me was that Jess had Jaxon's black cock in her mouth, which is bobbing with difficulty due to what must be a hard 9" cock in a very restricted space!

The bouncer came over. Jaxon sat upright to cover what was happening and Aiden warned me, so I was also just sitting. The only one of our group missing was Jess, and she had a mouthful under the table. The bouncer is Clive's cousin and tells us that we need to move this somewhere else, offering us a storage room. Jaxon mouthed to him, 'Nearly there, 2 minutes!' then his hand went under the table, his breathing became somewhat erratic and his eyes closed. He stiffened, seconds later sagged, and 2 minutes later Jess knelt on my foot, trying to get from under the table. Standing, she retied her blouse at the front. Took my hand. Kissed me quickly with a hint of cum, the bouncer saying,
"This way, Follow me, folks."

It became obvious Clive had gone off somewhere. Milo said he'd go look for him. Jess, still holding my hand, said, "Get me out of here, Pete. we need to get back to our room sharpish."

The bouncer stopped outside a door that had Private! Keep out! written on it as he walked away, saying "Don't be all night."

Aiden opened the door. A quick glance told us that no way would we all even get in there. It was a narrow space. Jaxon hugged and kissed Jess fully in her mouth, saying "Thank you for making this birthday so special, but I've got to go find Clive. He'll get lost otherwise. Seriously, thank you."

Jess said "We've got to go too. We're tired now. We've got to find a taxi first. It's late."

Jess took one step when Aiden stopped her by holding her wrist, he whispered in her ear, but I could hear him saying to her that he'd been wanting to fuck her all night and he still wanted to come back to our room so she could ride his cock all night long. Jess was shaking her head, no, so Aiden said "You sucked Jax's off, so how about me baby? I'm so fucking hard. Feel it!"
He put her hand on the hard lump across the front of his trousers.

Jess got a sort of glazed look, then she looked at me. I'm not sure if she wants me to stop her or not. I just stood looking at her hand still gripping the big hard lump. Jess let go of the cock, put both hands to his chest and pushed him backwards into the store room, half turned grabbing my shirt and pulling me in with her. Aiden leaned back against the shelving and unzipped himself, lowering the pants down his thighs and a hard 10" of black cock, slightly curved upwards, greeted Jess. She looked back at me and said "Fuck me Pete!" then bent forward at the waist and took Aiden into her mouth.

Jess had told me to fuck her but I'm wearing purple pants. Being purple, they're impossible to pass off as male pants, So what the hell am I to do? Am I to refuse my wife when she told me to? I look at her, as she now has at least half his cock in her mouth. It was so erotic. It was incredibly hard. Probably harder than I've ever been, and I was totally surprised I hadn't cum!

I'm in awe of my wife's ability to take such a large cock so deep into her mouth, watching as it slid so smoothly in and out. As I watched Jess withdraw completely off, she half turned her head, looked at me, and said "Please, Pete, fuck me now. I need cock!"

Without any more hesitation, I unzipped myself, pulled my hard dick over the top of the pants, hooking them under my balls, and at the same time got closer to her bum in the hope that Aiden wouldn't see either my purple panties or my little dick. Jess was exceedingly wet. Having no thong on, the wetness was dribbling down her legs. As I tried to get the head in her pussy, Jess adjusted her stance and pushed back. I'm in her tight little bum hole. She humps twice. I take the hint and fuck her there. She takes Aiden back in her mouth and he holds her head and begins to fuck her mouth. I'm watching as that black cock goes a bit further at each stroke.
I start to cum. I ram my dick in hard, pushing Jess forward. Aiden pushes forward, his cock must be in her throat. I'm Cumming in her ass. Jess struggled, pulling back, coughing, breathing hard, and her eyes watering. She turned towards me and said, "I'm so sorry Peter. I did warn you that this might happen. Please hold me."

She turns and puts her hands on my shoulders as Aiden closes behind her. Jess shuffled back a little bending at the waist. Aiden flicked her skirt up onto her back and held his big black cock in his one hand to show me and to take aim. I'm looking at that 10" black monster sliding very easily into her sopping wet pussy, in one smooth stroke maybe 7" sank into my wife's cunt.
Jess gasps, moans 'Yesss!' Aiden starts to pound against her bum and Jess starts to shake. Her head on my chest slowly lowers as she cums, she's Cumming really hard, her legs buckling. Aiden holds Jess up as he's pounding her harder, and then Jess is Cumming again as Aiden shoves hard up against her bum and stops as he also starts to shoot his load, shooting it all inside of Jess.

I suddenly realize that Jess has taken all 10" and let him not only fuck her as I held her but also shot his full load into her! Jess sank to the floor. I went down with her, still hoping to hide the panties from Aiden, who was now pulling his zipper up. As I hugged Jess he stepped over us, saying thanks, he'd leave us to dress and go find the others. Then he's gone, closing the door behind him.

Jess started to cry, muttering words I couldn't understand with the sobbing, but managed to get sorry and take her home. Then she put a hand between her legs, wiped her fingers in the cum that was dripping out of her, holding up that hand and looking at the gob of creamy white cum sticking to her fingers, playing it between them, and said, "Look, Pete, he fucked me. There's a hell of a lot of cum in me. I'm sorry, Pete. I did warn you, but he shot masses of it."

I took her hand, kissed it, licked it, and then took all her fingers, one at a time, into my mouth to clean them. Jess, tears in her eyes still, smiled, then did it again, using her fingers to lift more cum up, offering me her cum-covered fingers. I cleaned them. Jess hugged me, then kissed me and then said, "There's just too much, but thank you.
Give me your pants. Somehow I've lost mine. We can clean up in the hotel."

So I took off my shoes, jeans, and pants. Putting my jeans back on. Jess found a bit of rag, used as a duster. She used it to wipe her legs down of her wetness, not his cum. Then, as she was about to step into the purple pants, the bouncer opened the door. He looked at Jess' blouse open, boobs on display, purple panties on one leg down at the ankle and a duster in her hand, and said to us,
"Nearly ready? And if you're thinking of coming tomorrow night, no jeans. I'll let you in through the staff room before 10 pm. There's the two of us tomorrow at the same price as the brothers, yeah? Unless you have time now?" He looked at me and said "Or you?. I don't mind who!"

Jess said to him, "Tomorrow. Before 10 pm, both of you, both of us, okay?"

He went back out, closing the door. Jess, lifting her skirt, said, "It's leaking out again. There's so much. Look!"

Running her fingers in again, I stepped forward and sank to my knees. Jess licked her own fingers this time, and then as she went to do it again, I stopped her hand, leaned in, and licked the bottom of her puffy lips up to her hard little nub. Jess gasped. I collected a large gob of cum on my tongue and swallowed. I did it again, licking through her lips. Jess put her hand on my head, pushing me harder into her cunt. I then heard Jess say "Good boy!" as I've heard her say to me before. The next lick I picked up even more of his cum on my tongue, thinking, 'How bloody much can one man cum?'

Anyhow, I stood up and kissed Jess, giving her a snowball. She tongues my mouth, searching for more, then says, "We'd better go. You can finish that after you've fucked me again, you and George. Fuck, you've made me so bloody horny tonight. You'll still be making me cum till dawn."

At dawn, I was shattered. Jess eventually slept till lunchtime.