She Deserves Bigger & Better!

Outside, looking for a taxi, Jess had tears in her eyes and mascara ran down her face. She was not speaking to me. We finally found a taxi to take us back. At the hotel Jess went into the bathroom and shut the door. I heard the taps running, so she was washing ruined make-up off. Two minutes later she came out nude but for the purple pants she'd taken off me in the club after being shagged by Aiden. He had filled her with Blackman's sperm, and there was a lot of it in her. She had fed me two large globs off her fingers. I licked another one from her while still there in the club and Jess had me give her my pants to stop even more running down her legs.

Seeing me sitting there on the bed, Jess came to me, placing her hands on my shoulders and looked at me with reddened eyes. She asked, "Why, Pete, why did you let that happen? I told you I wasn't ready for that. I mean, you shouldn't have made me go back. You shouldn't have told me to kiss Jaxon again. I did tell you how fucking horny they had made me, so why, Pete? You know that I just couldn't stop it - all of them kissing me, lusting for my body, feeling my boobs, both Aiden and Jaxon inside my thong at different times. You didn't stop him fingering me to orgasm sitting right next to you. you said nothing when you saw him putting his hand inside my blouse to tweak and pinch my nipples. And what the hell was going through your mind? When he got me laying under him as he ripped my thong and opened my blouse, then when he got his cock out and fucked my throat - damn near choking me. When he came I had to swallow to breathe. Now you need to reclaim what was only yours till they took it. They took my body and used it like I was their slut to use for their pleasure. You have to claim back the mouth they used, the cunt they used, and now, Pete. Do it now. Kiss me. Make me your slut again. It's your body to fuck."

She kissed me. A short hard kiss, then much harder while undoing my shirt and again when unzipping my fly.

She asked, "Am I still yours, Pete? Now that I've been a slut for other men, am I still your little slut wife? Are you going to fuck my slutty mouth? I bet you can still taste his cum in my mouth and my pussycat - it's still got Aiden's cum in it, and boy did he cum a load, like enough for three men! And I bet my bum still has a little bit of yours in the only place that is still truly yours now, Pete, isn't it?"

I kissed Jess hard on the mouth, our tongues fighting a duel. She broke away, moving down to take me into her mouth, feeling for my hands and placing them on either side of her head - moving them to fuck her mouth as she sucked my dick. I'm thinking about what she'd said - that I must reclaim her - so I fucked her mouth hard. I lost count how many times I drove my dick into her slutty mouth, making her swallow it all. I pulled Jess back up to look her in the eye and said to her, "Kiss me slut, like you kissed them, 'cause I love you and I'm claiming you back!"

She kissed me and I tasted the cum in there, and I told her so! Jess moved up to straddle my head. I see she has removed the purple pants. I also see her outer lips look puffy still, quite red - sore even, clear evidence of her sexual excitement. I can see that it's still got white, gloopy cum inside her. She lowers herself, rubs her hard, swollen nub against my nose, and quickly begins to masturbate on my face. As I extend my tongue to flick against her clitoris Jess starts to moan and says, "Yes, good, taste me. Taste his cum. Clean it all out and reclaim my pussy. Your pussy. claim your fucking slut's pussy back. At that she came, flooding my face. I'd swallowed Aiden's cum from her cunt, now I'm swallowing hers. Jess came twice and would have cum yet again except I couldn't breathe, so hard was she pushing down on my face.

She fell forward, her head near my pillow, face down, still on her knees. With her butt in the air I hear her still breathing heavily, saying, "Good boy. Now Pete I need you to fuck me, claim your slut's body back as well. Come on baby and fuck my ass, it's yours - only yours - no big black cock will ever fuck me there. Way too big. Only you Pete, you're small enough. Even Milo was too big, far too thick. Not in my bum ever, but you can, so fuck this horny slut's bum!"

Pulling off my shirt and jeans, I kneel up behind my wife's delicious butt. The way it's presented I can see her still puffy lips but they are clean now. I shuffle nearer and she waggles her rear end, offering it to my once again hard dick. I slip easily in, right up to the hilt. Jess gasped out. "Good boy, now fuck it. Fuck my slut ass, fuck! I'm Cumming already! Yes, go on. Oh, oh, good boy! Yessss!"

We came together and I didn't know that she had been jilling as I fucked her. When I collapsed beside her she cuddled up and kissed me, putting her hand down to hold my now sticky dick and my balls. Jess then said, "My little man's been a good boy tonight. Three times in under two hours! Claimed my mouth back and fucked me twice. Does this mean I'm forgiven for being such a slut? Can you forgive me? Can we go back to being a normal man and wife? Can you take us home in the morning, Peter?"

"I have nothing to forgive. You have done nothing wrong tonight, Jess. I love you. I've told you before, you deserve bigger and better than me. They were all bigger, so I can only hope you found them better than me."

"OMG Pete, I had the best time. I've had the best fuck of my life. A monster cock fucking me and making me cum twice, but before even that, four men! Not one, not my husband but four strangers we only met last night. Kissed me with tongues, mauled my tits, pinched, bit, and sucked my nipples, fingerfucked me even as I sat beside you. I handled a big, thick cock with my hands, sucked a huge black cock in public, under a table in a club with you watching, swallowed a massive load of thick, hot cum.

"I was talked into sucking another big cock, even bigger than the first black cock, and when you fucked me and came I was halfway to orgasm. I just had to let Aiden fuck me. Oh boy, so glad I did too. To feel that massive cock sliding up inside me, I felt all the ridges and veins. Oh, and the feeling of how deep and full that cock made me feel. He made me orgasm hard and the second one made me go so weak my legs gave way, but you both held me up. When I felt him shooting his hot cum, felt that amount of cum he was shooting, like a fire hose, it was truly mind blowing, the best sensation possible. It made me orgasm so hard that I squirted. I think I may have squirted on his trousers, and that's why he pissed off so quickly. That's why I had to take your pants off and use them.

"But I tell you, my darling husband, despite the bigger cocks I've had tonight, the huge amounts of cum I've swallowed - and you have too! - and having so many orgasms... lets think now, mmm fuck, I've cum 11 times just tonight. That's three here with you and eight with them at the club."

I replied, "Go home? You said to take you home but I've paid for two nights, this being our first. Did you think you wanted to go shopping? I thought you wanted to go back to that club again tonight. You did volunteer for us to blow the bouncers to get in for free, and I thought you'd go there looking to meet up with Milo and Clive. I saw you getting Milo's number earlier."

"Sweetheart, I'm very tired and fucking knackered. Let's sleep and talk later, but we're not going clubbing! Love you."

Jess pulled the duvet over us, and we automatically went into a spooning position, me behind Jess. I kissed her neck to say goodnight, and she mumbled about if I was going to do it again not to wake her up!

It was lunchtime when Jess wandered into the bathroom. I'd just finished my shower and was about to shave. She plonked herself on the toilet, mumbled good morning and said she needed a shower. She stood up then nudged me to move so she could brush her teeth. That done, she kissed me twice and I pointed out that yes, she needed a shower. She smelled of sex and sweat but she looked so good. I love it when her red hair looks like a bird nest. I hear the kettle boil, so I go to make her a tea, in fact, two teas. She showers then brushes the bird nest. It's now in two places. I notice her pussycat looks a lot less puffy and sore. I asked her how she felt this afternoon. One word, "Famished!"

We finished dressing and went back up the road to where we had eaten last night, and although there were a lot fewer people in there, we went upstairs and sat in the same place as last night to eat our brunch and talk. I started by asking how she felt today about last night. She answered by saying, "No, first, how do you feel about last night? More importantly, about me or us today? Do we still have a future together?"

"Whoa! So many questions, and before eating breakfast! Right, I'll try to answer in reverse order. I married you because I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. Nothing has yet happened to alter that idea, so yes, probably. I think that answered the second one as well, unless, of course, you getting the best fuck of your life from the biggest, blackest cock you've ever had makes you think to divorce me to marry a black man, or simply have one move in with us to fuck you every night. About last night, you surprised me. You have in the recent past told me of your desire to tease, to be even more of an exhibitionist, to drive me and others to lust after your body. An example of that was in that shop in the mall, the old man and ********, you stepping out in pants only then stepping out in a baby doll without the pants. You turning the girl on, even going down on her in the changing room with her father only feet away. That porn video with that girl molested publicly excited you. I sort of expected you to do something similar just to tease me. You know, the exposure, the getting felt up. But nope. You surprised me by going on to copy the entire video. The sucking of an enormous cock and even the fuck scene, slightly different but with the same result, all with me, your spouse, watching!

"How do I feel about it? I'm relieved. Because I know that in at least one department, I'm inadequate. I've said it before that you deserve better, to experience proper shagging from a bigger, better cock than mine. I'm relieved that you now have had that experience, that I was there to share the experience with you and that you didn't go behind my back, which, by the way, probably would end our marriage by destroying the trust we have. But I'm okay with all that happened, except, of course, volunteering to blow a man, possibly two men. To quote your words from last night, 'I'm not ready for that!'

She answered, "First I got to say this. I love you. Fifteen months ago I married the man who I intend to spend the rest of my life with, have two babies with, and who loves me and makes love to me in the most perfect of ways. I love my little man too. He doesn't hurt, make me sore, or make too much mess unless he makes me do so. I love that any mess is always cleaned up without me having to get out of bed. You, Pete, my husband, far from being inadequate, to me you're the complete package. When we fuck you make sure we enjoy it and you make sure that I'm completely satisfied. All those four wanted of me last night was to be a complete slut. I was just a tart to them. All they wanted was to fuck me, to gangbang me, use me purely as a cum dump. Not one of them cared whether I came or not. The fact is when Aiden was fucking me I came three times as he ploughed my cunt with his wonderful big hard cock, but he didn't care if I had cum or not. He didn't bother himself at all until I squirted over his trousers! Oh yes, and next time I must remember spare pants and maybe a lady's pad if you insist on picking big black men to fuck me because they sure do cum by the bucketful, which might be fine for both of us but it's messy till we get somewhere to get cleaned up! I meant to ask you earlier. By the way, you have always cleaned me up afterwards. You know if you make a mess, Pete, you clean up. Last night, I got messed up so I wiped some off with my hand and gave it to you. This morning in the hotel I gave you a pussycat to clean and you just did it! How did you feel about it?"

"I have always cleaned up the cum, the mess I've made - we've made. Last night, this morning, the way I see it we made a lot of mess and I cleaned you up. it's no real difference except it's thicker, saltier, and there's a hell of a lot more of it. You told me that they wanted all of us to go back to our hotel room to gangbang you. Just think how much there would be, even more so if it went to round two or even three! You'd need a rubber sheet under you!"

"No, you'd have been there. They'd have to wait for the second round. If not, then to save time, you'd have to lay under me so it drains directly out of me to you. I saw that done once on one of those porn films I watched when you were away. We'll have to wait and see, won't we? Haha, no, only kidding you!"

"But you are thinking of doing it again, Jess. You know, fucking big cocks? Going out somewhere, not too local, to find someone to give you what you need, big cocks to suck on, or to fuck you to orgasm a dozen times or more instead of once or twice. You are, aren't you, Jess? Because you know now. You know that feeling."

She said, "Would you mind, Pete? Would it bother you if now and then I were to have a little fun? To indulge sometimes? You cannot know how fucking turned on I got last night being so naughty. Being such a tease but being teased in return also. Having strange hands molesting my body, the contrasts of different skin tones. Clive's thick white cock in my hand to Jaxon's very black cock in my mouth. Milo's much lighter hands either tweaking my nipples on the dance floor or in my thong fingering both my pussy and my bum. All such a turn-on. When I kissed Jaxon at the table and he turned us over onto the seat and started making out, trying to finger me, I opened my legs so that he could. His hand inside ripped my thong and he undid the bow on my blouse again, like he did when we were dancing. He was going to bare my boobs to you all and I'm just loving it. I was so fucking turned on. It flashed through my mind: 'This is it. I'm going to be fucked right here and now!'

"That cock of Jaxon's was in my mouth and when I heard the bouncer saying that we had to take it elsewhere, just for a second I thought he meant our hotel. Then Jaxon put his hand on my head and pushed it down, made me gag, I had to swallow spit and precum. Doing that allowed his cock into my throat, cutting off my air supply and he pumped a load of cum right down my belly, I couldn't even taste it. Just as I knew that I was about to pass out he allowed me to lift my head enough to breathe again but still he pumped more cum onto my tongue. Then I could taste it, so much more thicker, slightly saltier even, and so different to yours Pete. Being forced and used like that, omg, I so fucking loved it!

"When we left the table in the club, heading towards the exit, I felt so disappointed. I thought we were leaving and I needed more. I wanted a lot more. It was such a high, being used like Jaxon just had. They had all hinted at a gangbang. They all lusted to use me as a slut, a cum dump, and I felt such a slut. I was okay with that. It was a great buzz. But Milo had gone after Clive. He'd gone off somewhere. When that storeroom door opened I knew I could get another big cock down my throat and another load of cum. I was so turned on right then, I knew I'd never last long enough for us all to get to our hotel room. No way! I knew that for now I'd have to settle on blowing Aiden's big cock and just maybe have one of them, or even that bloody bouncer would come and fuck my sopping pussy as I sucked his cock.

"That's when I told you to fuck me, ended up having to bloody order you to do it. I was so desperate then when you got there I knew I'd never feel you being so wet, I had to get you in my arse, it's tighter so I can feel your cock is in me. I needed fucking so bad that when you cum in like under two minutes and I was halfway to a massive orgasm I had to let Aiden fuck me too. When he put it in and my pussy stretched to get the head in, he didn't care. He just pushed 6" or 7" in and fuck! It hurt, but feeling that hard hot cock invading my pussy in one go like that took me to heaven. I started cumming hard and as I came down from the first one Aiden put another inch or more in driving me over the top again. I came again, my legs buckling under me, and you and Aiden lifted me, Aiden using only his cock to do so. He rammed it hard and higher up into me, at the same time pulling me back onto that great cock of his. He started pumping his load of hot cum and I felt something weird but his cum felt hot and there was lots of it, like five times your load.

"That was truly the fuck of my life, right there in a storeroom with you. Later, back in the hotel in the bathroom, you know I said I felt something weird. Well, when Aiden was fucking me, I felt the tip of his cock hard against my cervix and I'm certain that I had all ten inches inside of me. The fuck of my life was all down to you being such a good boy and letting me play at being a naughty little slut for you, because if you hadn't - if you were a stuffed shirt - I could not have experienced all that last night. So thank you, Peter. Just for being you!"

We flagged a taxi outside to drop us off at the Arndale. We just strolled about window shopping, during which we bought me a shirt, mainly because I thought I still could smell sex. Maybe all in the mind, but hey ho! Jess bought some make-up, saying it would bring out my eyes. Ten pairs of hold-up stockings in various shades of black, blue, smoky grey, and a red pair. Also a pack of five mixed boy shorts, similar to those she bought for me for work. I mentioned I had plenty but she said they're spares for her if she needs to change them next time, which is better than having to take mine like last night. We stopped for a coffee where she teased me rotten, first by undoing two more buttons of her blouse to show a lot of cleavage, then teasing me by referring to the guys taking double-takes of the view of her boobs almost to the areola. Men of all ages, describing some as cute, handsome, or hunks, or even way past it!

Off again, still no hurry, following signs for the taxi rank. Jess stopped suddenly, crossing over to the other row of shops, and we were outside a rather large charity shop. On display in the window is a short lace halter-neck dress in champagne color. We went in and Jess, after enquiring about the size, made a deal with the manager to purchase it today but it would take 30 minutes or so to be ready. We took a look around and ended up buying another shirt for me, a couple of blouses, a denim wraparound skirt, and a white tennis skirt that I thought too big for her, but she knows better, and eventually leaving the shop after a £50 donation!

Taxi back to the hotel and a cup of tea in the room. We talked about what to do that evening. Jess didn't want to go out, suggesting getting beer and a pizza, but supermarkets closed at 4 p.m. on Sundays. I said that because it's a weekend in the city we should go out to eat, have fun, and enjoy our week's holiday. Jess was not so enthusiastic, preferring to stay in bed and watch TV, try on our new clothes and maybe play with the new make-up, and make love. I get the feeling she wanted to avoid a repeat of last night's fun and games. She did say last night that she wasn't ready. We decided to go to a Chinese restaurant for dinner then back here for an early night. Maybe try on the stuff we've bought today!

Jess had me wear a pair of lovely soft lacy boy shorts in light blue and a pair of hold-ups I'd worn to travel up here in. She was dressed in the same boy shorts as me but in soft pink. Black stockings, a short pink skirt, a sheer bra, and then the sheer black blouse I bought today at the charity shop. She looked good. As I picked up the shirt to put on, she said, "It's a pity you couldn't wear halter-neck you bought. Maybe try it on when we get back later."

After getting help from reception we found a restaurant, got a taxi there, and had a pleasant time together. We had a good meal with a couple of glasses of wine each. We left there and walked just three doors down to an off-license to get a box of wine to take back but ended up buying three different wines in bottles as it was a good deal. Taxi back to the hotel feeling good, relaxed, and looking forward to trying clothes on for a giggle and a bit of fun before making love, but back at the hotel two people were waiting outside. Milo and Clive.

They had been into reception to ask after us but they wouldn't give them our room number or even confirm we were staying. They'd spotted my car parked up so they waited. They said that Jaxon and Aiden had enjoyed our company last night and wanted us to know if we were ever in Bristol to give them a call. Clive went on to say he was sorry to have left early but had to move the car before he got a ticket and that he and Milo did come back to the club looking for us. Obviously we had left by then so they missed all the fun, but had come to deliver the message and so did we want to go back to the club again? Jess was shivering. Finding that it was much colder tonight, she answered Clive by saying, "No, we'd planned an early night with a bottle of wine in bed."

Milo said that they had a bottle of tequila if we fancied doing some shots in bed. Jess told them to wait here in their car then took me by the hand in through reception, collected our room key, and headed towards the lift, waiting till the lift doors shut so we wouldn't be overheard. "You know why they're here, don't you Pete? They missed out last night so they have come here for me. Come for your wife. After last night they want to fucking use me as their slut for the night. You know that, don't you, Pete? If we let them up to do shots, I'm going to be fucked. Probably by both of them and probably all fucking night too! Talk to me, Pete, so what the hell are we going to do?"

"This, my darling, is entirely up to you. I'll go with whatever you say, but I will say just this. First, had you not wanted it to happen you would have told them to fuck off right away, which is why you're trying to leave it up to me now. Second, remember you saying when you held Clive's cock in your hand, how thick it was, you wanted to suck it? Would you regret not trying? Had he not gone to move the car, had Milo not gone looking for him, what do you think would have happened in that storeroom bearing in mind how fucking turned on you were? Had they not turned up here tonight, would you have gone home wondering? Maybe you wish you had tried to suck his cock at the club or had been fucked by all of them. Last thing, I go down and tell them not tonight. That we are having an early night and then we make love. You'd need George to get anywhere near orgasm, maybe even a second or third time. Tt's possible. Now tell me again. How many orgasms occurred last night, resulting in the best sex of your life?"

"Okay, okay, but if I change my mind and I want to stop it then it has to stop, right?"

By now, we're outside the door to our room and zapping the key for the green light. Jess opened the door, handing the key over, and suddenly hugged me tight to her. She kissed my ear and cheek then hard on the mouth, back to my ear, and said, "Oh fuck Pete, What are we doing? I love you, and I married you to be your wife. Last night shouldn't have happened, but it just did. It was teasing others to turn us both on. It got out of control. I got out of control and allowed myself to become such a slut, to be used as a slut should be, but not as your wife should be. This is different. This isn't out of control, this is us. You and me both choosing to accept that those two think I'm a slut, and you letting me be one. I'm your wife, not a slut, but thinking of being used by them... used just like the slut they think I am. Just thinking of you watching as their cocks make me cum! Go! Be a good boy and go get them before I change my mind!"

I turn to go fetch them both up, knowing I wanted this, wanted Jess to enjoy mind blowing sex with big cocks. I walked to the lift and pressed the button. Jess called out, "Pete, I love you so very much!"

"I love you too, Jess, whatever happens!"

I went down to their car and they both got out to meet me. I nodded Hi to Milo and said Hello to Clive, who I see is wearing a gym-style sleeveless vest with dark jogging bottoms and I couldn't avoid noticing the large bulge in the crotch area. I don't usually notice or even look at men but Jess was talking about him being very thick there, so I noticed. The problem was that Clive noticed too and put his hand there to hold it, showing me it is very thick. He said, "She told you then about this, and she wants it, yeah? Or you're looking because you want it? No problem, I do both if that's what you need."

By now Milo has walked around the car and is beside me, saying, "Yeah, he's good like that. Keeps hubby happy while I cuckold him fucking his wife. It's going to be great, man. What you say, are we doing this? Let's not keep the slut waiting, eh?"

Milo has his hand on my shoulder, facing the car, and his back to the hotel. He is also in joggers and a zipped hoodie. He hooked his hand in the waistband at the front and pushed it down, maybe nine inches or so, but then still had to lift his cock out. As he did that, showing me his cock, he was saying to me, "She needs this, Jess, so she wanted us all to fuck her last night. Damn, I nearly got her to go in the gents with me to party. Know it, man. That slut of yours loves to show her body. She knew I had it out to show her when she was lap-hopping to get back to Jaxon. She just had to sit on it, this cock hard between the cheeks of her ass. You know, if she'd done as I told her when we were dancing she'd let me finger her cunt. I told her that next time she goes to piss she should leave the pants off. I don't think it would have taken long. We all edged her to keep her horny."

I said, "Listen, guys, last night was my wife's first time doing anything like that. It was so out of character for her. Until last night Jess had only known me. She was a virgin when we met three years ago. She is an exhibitionist and loves to dance, but I can't, and what happened last night must have something to do with an interracial video showing a white girl dancing with black men who expose her and molest her. She sucks those huge black cocks and later gets fucked by one. She's become a little fixated about the size and by cumming on such a big black cock. You see guys, I'm smaller than you. Shit, I can't believe I'm telling you all this, but Jess has never orgasmed when we fuck. Only when I go down on her afterwards, like when we got back here after, well, you know? Aiden and I both fucked her at the club but I still had to, you know, go down. Aiden had cum loads and Jess did as well, but still, I had to. In fact, she sat on my face so that I could make her cum twice more!

"What I'm trying to say, guys, is that my wife is not a slut. Jess told me about holding your cock in her hand. I could not believe how impossibly thick it is, and she said she wanted to suck it then but was afraid too. She has never - we've never done - never seen her like this before. All I'm asking is that you please respect my wife. She needs to do this but if she changes her mind and says no, then no means no. If Jess calls a halt at any time, if she says go, then you go. Okay lads? This could be so wonderful for her. A black and white cock. Oh, one other thing: Strictly no anal. It's not on the menu! We had better go up or she'll think we've gone clubbing!"

Out of the lift on our floor. I asked them to wait there while go see if she's still ok with this. I went and opened the door. Jess was sitting looking in a mirror and as I shut the door behind me she jumped up, flung her arms around me, kissed me, and asked, "Have they gone?"

I said, "No, they're waiting by the lift out there. You want to call it off? Have a quiet night, just the two of us?"

"Oh I don't know, it seemed different somehow last night. I felt different. It was exciting. I was excited. I wanted to explain why I got so wet. I needed something to happen. I wanted them all to want me. Now this is different somehow. This feels like we're just having a few drinks with mates. Look, let them in. We can have a drink with them at least, and I've never tasted Tequila. Be a good boy and let them in."

Before opening the door to let them in I looked back at Jess and gave her a wink. She just smiled back and said "I love you!"

I saw she had taken her bra off and replaced the black, almost sheer blouse. To me she is so beautiful. I feel such pride!

Opening the door, Milo and Clive were both just outside and probably listening at the door. They both stepped in to say hello again to Jess. Milo, holding the tequila bottle up, asked, "Where's the glasses? Let's all have a drink and relax!"

Jess said "Shit, I hadn't thought of glasses. There's only two cups, oh, and a glass in the bathroom."

Jumping up and rushing into the bathroom, tipping the toothbrushes and toothpaste in the sink, she started to wash the glass out. Milo stepped up behind her saying, "Relax, girl, no worries. Go and sit, and I'll pour you a drink and start the party a bit."

Meanwhile Clive said to me, "Come on, we'll find at least one glass in the car but I need you to open the doors or reception won't let me in again." I told Jess where I was going, noting Milo had a hand on her shoulder already, both still by the bathroom hand basin.

In the lift going down Clive said, "Jess looks a bit stressed, a bit frightened tonight. Last night she was happy and smiley. Is she really ok with us being here?"

"As I said, this is all new to us. Last night she was different and was happy to go along with everything. Clubbing is fun. Tonight is not the same, we were planning a fun night just for the two of us, you know? So Jess isn't the same. Yes, she seems a little tenser. You two are here out of the blue! So it's possible after a drink with you she'll call it a night and ask you to leave. If she does, then maybe we could rearrange another club night, maybe with the brothers too?"

Out at the car Clive found a shot glass in the glove compartment, but only one. He told me that both Aiden and Jaxon disapproved of him, and he being bisexual, they only allow him to hang around because this is his car, their taxi. "They use me a bit like a servant, you know, like last night when I got them into the club. I fetched the drinks and I asked for them to use the staffroom with your wife. By the way, you used a storeroom. sorry about that. Also, they do use me to - well, sometimes to keep some husbands occupied while they fuck the wife or girlfriend. Yeah, even a wife and ******** once, that was in Wigan."

As he locked the car up again Jess and Milo came out. Jess had her jacket on and zipped up and she came over and hugged me, a quick kiss too, so I tasted booze on her breath. Milo lit up a reefer cigarette and handed it to Jess, who I know has never smoked. Neither of us have. Milo had to show her how, but it made her cough the first two tries. Then he said, "Try this. I'm going to blaze it with you, so just breathe in." With that Milo took a pull and kissed her, passing the joint to Clive, who took it and then offered it to me.

Clive whispered in my ear, "Need me to do the same for you?"

Still watching them I took a small drag and held it in my mouth, trying my best not to cough. I nearly did but managed not to. Jess and Milo parted, and then he took another hit and offered it again to Jess, who attempted another little drag, held it, then coughed again, so Milo blazed Jess yet again. They made out quite a while this time. Both Clive and I took a couple of hits and stood watching as Milo unzipped her jacket to feel her tits through the blouse. She didn't seem fazed, just smiled.
The weed was all smoked and Jess shivered. I see her nips are both hard to poke out. Jess is smiling at me. She says. "Let's go back in, I'm cold! I need to warm up and need a drink too."

I noted Milo put his arm around her shoulder and Jess put one around his waist, heading for the lift, snogging with him in the lift. Back in the room Clive poured us all tequila, handing Jess the bathroom glass. Milo and I had a room cup apiece, and he had the shot glass. He said, 'Neck it!' Both Jess and I sipped ours. Jess asked for wine and Milo took her glass into the bathroom, where they'd already opened a bottle before coming down outside. It seems Jess already had a couple of glasses. Anyway, Milo returned with her drink and the near-empty bottle. Jess, tasting the tequila/white wine mix, said it still tastes funny. Nice, but different.

Clive had sat on one chair by the TV, so I took to the chair nearest the window. Jess just plonked herself on the edge of the bed. Milo had by now taken his hoodie off, saying it's warm in here and also showing his ripped body. He obviously works out. Then he sat back against the headboard on the other side of the bed, facing Jess. She agreed it was getting warm and she took her jacket off and flung it to me with a little giggle, seemingly a lot more relaxed now.

It was just drinks with friends for a while - just as Jess wanted - chit-chatting about this and that, like Clive working part-time three days a week in a men's hair salon and Milo at the university doing biochemistry and also helping in the research department there. Jess told of her teacher training and hoping to qualify as a QTLS teacher in 18 months' time, both of us avoiding saying just where she was training or where we lived, nor did we mention that I was away so often. So nearly an hour later the conversation slowed down a bit. Clive sorted drinks for everyone again. Jess had laid back, resting on one elbow, one hand under her chin. The other stroked Milo's knee and just above, almost up to the lump in his joggers. He had a hand gently rubbing back of her neck.

Milo, suddenly changing the subject, said, "So you two have been shopping in the big city? Yeah, what are you buying, eh? Anything a bit sexy? Tell you what girl, go put something on. Give us a little fashion show, and let's see what you're spending all your money on!"

Jess, smiling, got up. She came to the carrier bags beside me, quickly kissed me, then held one bag open, putting a couple of items from our suitcase in. I didn't see what. She took the three carrier bags into the bathroom and closed the door. Clive mentioned that she was more relaxed now that she'd had a drink or two. I just nodded because I tried to make out what Milo was saying to him. I'd seen Milo's mouth moving in the dressing table mirror but couldn't make it out.

Soon the bathroom door opened. Jess stepped out wearing the tennis skirt and a different blouse and gave us a twirl. The skirt lifted to show her thong briefly, and then she went and changed back into the sheer black blouse from before but with only the bottom button done up, combined with the denim wraparound skirt. This time she came over to me and sat on my lap, put my one hand on her waist inside the blouse, then opening her legs to either side of my knees causing the skirt to split. Milo of course, sitting where he was, was getting the best view of her panties. She pecked me on the lips then turned towards Clive to get off my lap, allowing Clive to see her parted legs. He too smiled, muttered something not sure what, only sounding like 'Molly's friend?'

Jess had changed yet again, this time into the champagne halter-neck from the charity shop. Being a halter-neck she still had no bra on but as I thought at the time, it was a bit big on her. The bust was fine but nowhere else. Even Clive noticed, saying "Guess you didn't try it on first? Maybe take it back for a smaller size tomorrow?"

"It was not bought for me, but I just had to try it on for myself."

Jess was looking at me and saying that with a hint of a smile, but then she said, "Hang on, I have just one more outfit to show you both. Can someone pour me a drink, please, a large one?"

Back in the bathroom, door shut, Jess is singing her new favorite song quietly, 'Calm Down' that she heard on the radio recently, giggling as she fluffs a line then opening the door again and stepping out, stunning me. This is not my Jess. Can't be. My wife is now standing there wearing the sheer white baby doll negligee nightie, a lacy top that you can glimpse her areoles through, that lets her nipples, when sexually excited as she is now, poke through the lace pattern. Narrow spaghetti straps hidden by the short-sleeved cover, lace trim around the collar, around the sleeve edges, and around the bottom hem, the rest of it completely sheer. Under it we can see no bras, no pants, just a very naughty naked girl. It's even possible to see that her labia lips are beginning to puff up, swelling with excitement, and her face is alive all of a sudden.

Clive stood again to hand Jess the drink she'd asked for, and before taking the glass off him, she kissed him hard on the mouth. It was, I think, the first time this evening they had kissed. Breaking away she said, "I've been waiting over an hour to do that. Stand there just a minute."

Jess then chugged her drink - almost a cup full - then putting the cup down and extending her arms, placing her hands behind his neck, kissing him lightly on the lips, again harder, then tongues. I watched her sucking on his tongue just like she sucked on my dick. I was getting a hard on.

Milo said, "Hey girl, don't forget me." Jess, still making out with Clive, looked around at Milo and said, "We were kissing earlier. Remember? Bathroom then outside, so now wait your turn, there's something I gotta do first."

With that she lifted Clive's top off, kissed down his bare chest and belly, and hooking the waistband, she dropped his jogging bottoms down to his ankles. I then saw, for the first time, Clive's white knob. It's starting to rise and thicken. Jess kissed its head, taking hold and pulled back the foreskin. Bloody hell bells. It may only be seven or eight inches but it's impossibly thick. It really was like a coke can. As Jess kissed it again and tried to get her lips around it, an odd thought ran through my head. Did Jess bring the lube? She's going to need some shortly.

She stopped trying to use her mouth for now, telling Clive to take that lot off. Turning to Milo, taking hold of his laces in his trainers she undid one and pulled it off. Milo hurriedly pulled the other off without untying it, taking hold of his waistband and lifting his bum off the bed to help Jess to strip him naked. Bending over as she is I see her pussy puffed up, wet and ready. Clive finished stripping off, got up and moved towards her bum. I hope he's not planning mounting her now, she may be wet but he needs to lube up first. Nope, he knelt, parted her cheeks and plunged his tongue into her bum. Jess meanwhile had taken Milo in her mouth. He was about nine inches but thinner then Clive and shorter than Aiden.

When Clive surprised Jess by rimming her she'd jumped and moved forward, thereby taking in well over half of Milo's cock. He quickly held her head, pushing it down, saying, "That's it, slut. Take it, take it all. Deep throat it, you cunt, your black daddy's going to fill you up tonight! Oh that's it, slut. Down you go." Jess stopped struggling a moment. Clive had stood up. She started to struggle again and Milo let her up. Jess was gasping with tears in her eyes. She looked up at him, making eye contact. Milo said, "You like that bitch? You like black daddy's big black cock in your throat, yeah? Are you ready again, slut?"

Still looking him in the eye she says to Milo, "No, I don't like black daddy's big cock. I fucking love black daddy's big cock, and yes, do it again!"

With that she plunged her head down on his hard cock. He helped by holding her head in two hands, fingers behind her head and pushing it down. Jess is gargling, almost choking. Swallowing, then stopping, her nose buried in Milo's pubic hair. He says, "That's it, and again." He lets Jess lift a bit, his cock still in her mouth. I can hear her gasping and taking big breaths. Milo is telling her he's going to feed her his baby juice this time.

Clive has been fingering Jess using three or four fingers plus his thumb, until he pumps almost all his hand in and out quickly, her knees sagging towards the bed. Dipping his knees he appears to be rubbing the head of his cock along her lips while holding her hips with both hands. Clive turns his head to look at me. I looked from Jess sucking black cock to Clive, who was going to try and fuck my wife now, and he said, "Come on, Pete, help out here and line me up. I'm going to go easy but I must fuck this slut now. She is ready and needs this to happen." At that moment, I don't think she can hear Clive talking. Milo's hands are still clamped over her ears.

Like a zombie I stood and moved to the bed, putting my hand under Clive's bum, and felt his balls touch the palm of my open hand I found this thing like a bloody downpipe, moved it up then down, not certain just where the tip was. I moved my fingers up to the tip, found it lined up perfect for anal, so moved it away. Needing to see what I was doing I got so as I could kneel on the floor. Taking hold, I pulled the foreskin back a bit and lined it up with her sopping wet pussy. Her wetness running over the head onto my fingers let me lube up this thick monster, wanking it to smear Jess over as much of this cock as I could in the time I have because already the head is pushing up hard against her swollen labia.

Milo said, "Right bitch, supper time!" Pushing her head down, I felt her belly tighten as she heaved slightly, and then I'm sure I felt Jess relax. I thought she had passed out with all the booze she'd had but no, she had not passed out. There were several things happening at the same time.

Milo says, "That's it, slut. You drink it all, swallow it and don't waste any. Oh yeah!"

As that was said her legs tightened and straightened so she was holding herself as she pushed back, forcing that big head of Clive inside. I looked up to see the lips being dragged in by the head that's in her now. Clive held still to let Jess get used to the size and the pain she must be feeling. Then Jess was lifting off Milo's cock, licking and sucking to make sure of getting every last drop of his cum. I think I heard her say something about me. I know I heard my name, but nothing else.

I do know that it was Jess pushing back, making Clive sink in a little bit more before suddenly she's sinking back down onto the bed, saying, "Sorry no, not yet, just too big. No. Wait, Clive, please! Hang on. I have something we can use later. I need a drink first."

Clive stands. Jess moves to stand herself and sees me kneeling. She lays down to kiss me, saying, "Pete, did you see me? I deepthroated Milo's lovely big cock and swallowed pints of his cum. Don't worry, darling, your next. You can suck it all out when he fucks me after. I nearly got Clive's monster in! Did you see it, Pete? I want to deepthroat it next, but I need to pee and have a drink."

She stood, accepted the drink Clive offered, chugged it, and headed for the bathroom. Jess seems very excited by what's happening here tonight. She's gone from very reluctant to enthusiastic in about three hours. I know she's ***** a lot. I follow Jess into the bathroom to check on her. She is sitting on the loo, having just finished peeing, and saw it was me coming in. Did I see, just for a fleeting second, a hint of disappointment? Nah, can't have!

Jess says "I thought it might be Milo coming in. Now, where's my little man? Get him out. I've not seen him all night. I'll sort him out with a blowjob. You're having fun, Pete. Fuck, I'm horny."

She's standing up, still trying to get at my dick. She takes off the baby doll cover, puffing out and waving the cover as a fan. She says, "It's bloody warm in here. I wish they'd turn the heating down! Fuck, I need another drink. I want to deep-throat Clive's big cock. Milo is going to fuck me too. I wish Aiden and what's his name. erm, Jaxon, that's it! Fancy forgetting Jaxon's lovely cock. No, not cock, his lovely name! Shit, I'm pissed! Strange, but I don't feel *****. I'm not slurring, am I Pete? No, I just feel happy and horny. It would have been nice though if they hadn't gone home."

She starts to giggle, which becomes a laugh, then giggles again. Clive knocked, then opened the door still naked and his cock hard, and asked, "Is she ok?"

Jess, seeing Clive standing there with a thick, hard cock, said, "Oh, a hard cock! No, she's not ok. She needs a drink and a shag. I'm going to suck all of that one even if it kills me. This slut wants gangbanging now! Come on, everybody to bed!"

Pushing past Clive and pulling the nightie off, now nude, Jess began to drink from the cup. Clive tells Milo she's had enough of that. I've followed them back in, taking the cup off Jess, and drained it myself. It's that mix of tequila and white wine. I've been on wine only since tasting the tequila straight earlier. Jess lay down on the bed with her head hanging over the bottom edge, then grabbed behind her knees, pulling them up to her boobs but spreading them wide apart. She looks first at Milo and says quite plainly "Black daddy can fuck his slut now. I need daddy's big cock to flood my horny cunt!"

Lifting her eyes to Clive, who's standing just above her head, she continued "And you can fuck my throat and flood my mouth with your juice, but please, please be gentle. That is so fucking big and beautiful! Pete, I love you. Pete, where are you? I'm going to need you to clean me up soon, darling. They're all going to flood me!"

Milo slid his cock right in, not slowly either, talking to her about how black daddy is going to flood his slut. "Tell him, tell Pete who's slut you are. Go on, tell him how good this cock feels slut. Is it bigger than his, bigger than your husbands?"

Clive offered his cock to her lips. Jess giggled then kissed the knob, touching her nose with it and giggling.

"Yes, so much bigger. Pete, come here! No, down here! I want to ask you something."

I knelt beside her, putting my head beside hers. She kissed the end of Clive's cock and giggled again.

"We could nearly be kissing it together, couldn't we, Pete? Kiss me, Pete. Please just kiss me."

As I did Milo fucked Jess hard, making her body jerk in time with each hump, which made her head move as I kissed her. Her mouth moved up, Clive's cock first touched my cheek then her top lip, and Jess mouthed, "Kiss it, kiss his cock with me."

Then, seeing my reluctance, she said it out a bit louder. "Go on lover, help make it wet for my throat, please." Again seeing me pull a face, she said, "Do it for me, Pete. For fucks sake, Peter, just suck that fucking cock for me!"

Clive's Bi so he was very ok with me attempting to obey Jess. For the first time since the day we first met, Jess raised her voice. Not, I think, in anger. More with authority. Her authority! I don't know where it's coming from all of a sudden. I can't think about that anymore because right now I have the world's thickest cock pressed against my lips and my wife, who is cumming on black daddy's cock, keeps repeating near my ear. "He's going to flood my cunt for you. Now suck Clive's dick, fucking suck it! Make it flood you, oh shit I'm cumming daddy, fuck I'm flooding daddy's cock! Daddy's doing it Pete, making me cum! He's flooding me. He's shooting it! So hot, daddies hot cum. Shit I'm going to... he's making me cum again, Pete!"

Milo fell panting beside Jess. She rolled over and began kissing him. Then she's thanking black daddy for making his slut orgasm so many times. She moved down to grab Milo's now semi-hard cock and proceeded to lovingly lick, suck, and clean both his cock and his balls, which hang at least two inches under his cock. Jess took each one into her mouth, sort of rolling them with her tongue. This, of course, made the cock stand hard again. Jess sat up still stroking the cock, then said, "Thank you, daddy, I love your beautiful cock. I'll be back in a while."

Looking over her shoulder at me. I'm still kneeling on the floor. I've avoided sucking cock, but I have been slowly wanking it. I kissed its head twice, once to spit and lick around the head so the foreskin would slide easily. The second time Clive had cum leaking out the end, and he pulled back the foreskin and put the head against my lips, smearing it on my lips. I licked it off and kissed the head. Now Jess, seeing me not doing as I was told, said to me, "Peter, if you're not going to do that simple task I asked, I think you can lay on the bed just here. I have something you love, but you should at least take the shirt off or it will get so messed up."

Jess wanted me just so on the bed. Again, just like taking my shirt off, I do as I'm told and lay just there. She then straddled my head, facing my feet. Her very puffy labia lips were wide open. Even as she settled over me a huge dollop of creamy white spunk fell right into my open mouth. I swallowed a lot too, and that's before I even put my tongue to proper use. I thought to myself, 'Did one man alone shoot this much semen in only one fuck with my wife? It's more than I fire off in a week - maybe two!' I then feel someone else straddling my hips. Clive is now in position so that Jess, leaning slightly forward, can try to take more than just the head of his very thick cock. She does seem to want to deepthroat it. Of course a mission impossible!

As Jess leant forward trying to take more of Clive's cock, it forced more cum out and I still can't believe just how much. Eventually Jess is clean again. She drops onto her knees, still sucking Clive. I can't see what's going on elsewhere in the room as Jess blocks everywhere but her bum, the pillows, and the headboard.

Milo got up and went to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and I heard him offering to mix drinks. Clive said something about 'no more Molly for Jess. Pete's alright.' A bit of laughter between them, Milo saying, "He's working hard down there, and fuck me! After missing out last night and the Levitra tonight, I sure did flood her. Where are you going next? You know no woman's ever going to deepthroat that cock of yours, but I sure opened her up for you. Fuck, she was tight!"

I heard Clive saying to Jess, "It's ok now, sweetheart. I love what you are doing, but I need to fuck you now. No Jess, you can stop now. Lay back beside him. Let him watch me fuck you. Come on, you will love it. I am going to fuck you, Jess."

She gets up, heading naked to the bathroom. She doesn't even close the door. Despite Milo standing nearby, hearing her tinkle, he turns to watch. As she came out Jess stretched up to kiss him fully in the mouth. He cupped her bum and Jess cupped his cock. I hear her say, "I'll need this again soon, daddy!"

Jess grabbed a cup of something and began sipping it. Clive said, "That's Pete's. Yours is the glass, remember?" She handed me mine and kissed me. She mouthed 'You ok?' I nodded yes.

She drank her drink then came back over to where I was, turned away, flopped back beside me, legs wide apart, and said, "I'm ready." A little giggle, then "I'm ready to fuck! Clive, are you ready? I never managed the deep throat, but go slowly. No wait! Pete, get the lube. It's in the case with George. Go on, be a good boy. Get it for me."

Milo crossed the room before I could get off the bed, saying he'd get it, then opened the top of the case. In the net is George and the bottle of lube. He got both out and gave them to me, saying "He sure won't be needing that tonight, but you might later. All you need to do in a minute is, when Jess gets in position to take Clive, lube her up first, then him, then help out where needed. Ok? I think I'm going to sleep for a while. My slut there sure drained me. I need a quick rest. Give Levitra a chance to catch up."

Clive got Jess to lay back on the bed, feet on the floor, and told me to kneel over her head. "Maybe take the jeans off now? Get her to blow you while I'm working."

I said, "No, I'm ok at the moment." I certainly didn't want them to know about me wearing stockings and pants.

Jess giggles again. Clive then lifted her legs high over her hips and said, "Jess, grab hold behind your knees. That's it. Now pull them toward you, Pete. Just help her pull them a bit higher." He then gripped her hips to pull her until her bum was slightly overhanging the edge of the bed. Jess looked puzzled but Clive reassured her that he knew what he was doing. Then he said to me, "Pete, Lube her up now. There is plenty inside her. I know she's wet, but she needs a lot more. That's it. Now me, come round here and kneel." I did as I'm told. "Now run a bead from here to here. That's perfect for a beginner."

I realized then that Clive making me do this was him proving to me he was superior to me. He has two hands free, so why make me kneel and do this for him? "Now both hands, that's it there. Slight pressure. Slide them up. Stop. Good boy. Just pull the hood back."

As I do this using both hands, they just touch, fingertip to fingertip. As the skin rolls back, exposing the head, I kiss it. "Pete, bless the cock that is going to rock - kiss it again - your wife's world."

I look to Jess. She is watching me with her head raised. Watching my humiliation, smiling as she awaits her next big cock with her arms hooked behind her legs, her knees somehow up by her shoulders, hands holding her shins. Her pussy and bum so exposed, she looks totally deformed but strangely relaxed, and I know she loves me but wants this so much. How could I deny her?

After I'd smoothed it the lube gently over the head and used both hands to cover all of his very hard, very thick cock, Clive said "Just a bit more. Perfect. Put a touch more in Jess now, I don't want to hurt her too much. Good boy. Now go help hold her legs."

I moved up to the pillows and leaned down to kiss Jess. I said again that I loved her and asked her, "Are you ready?"

She nods and then looks towards Clive. He's moved towards her, stroking one hand smoothly from base to near tip, pushing the foreskin again to hide the tip. He then lays the cock on her pussy lips, pulling back the skin. The head shines with the lube, as do her puffed-up, wet lips. Lube seems to be leaking from Jess. The head pushes between her lips and Jess blows out a long 'pheeew!' I look down at her face. She glances up at me as I ask, "Alright?" She only nods, then looks back to watch as this huge knob head sort of 'pops' in, her lips stretched to absolute max. He waits. I looked at her face again, her eyes were closed. She's grimacing and biting her bottom lip She looked down and nodded. My eyes follow her look in time to see the head has gone from view, that a bit more followed it. He stops, easing back only half an inch, a pause. An inch in, wait, then maybe half an inch in, back out two, pause. Push the two back in, a bit more, maybe just a bit more, then wait. Jess, blowing out and grimacing still. Clive eases back till just the head is in.

Her eyes suddenly open wide as she says, "No, no, don't take it out! It fucking hurts, but I want it all. Please try again!"

I'm listening to my beautiful young wife begging for an impossibly thick cock to fuck her! It's hurting her and I'm certain if she hadn't practiced at home with Mr. Brown, she'd never have gotten this far. For some strange reason, I feel so proud of Jess right now as Clive pushes a couple of inches in. Jess nods. Another inch. She blows out, again nods to him, and he obliges her with another inch. She nods yet again and he inches in, then backs away two, then creeps back in slowly till another three inches go in, pausing again with over six, nearer seven, inches of very thick cock truly filling her up.

Clive really is taking his time. Like he said, he knows what he is doing. He's not hurting Jess. Yes, it's painful to be stretched that much but she hasn't stopped him yet.
Jess looked up at me and nodded to say she was alright, mouthing yet again, 'I love you'. Then we both look down and see Clive's belly so close to her. From my angle there was an inch at most still in sight. Jess looks at Clive, who says, "Nearly there now, Jess!", still making eye contact with each other. He pushes the last inch in, pausing for a few moments. He nods to Jess as he jerks hard against her pussycat as if to say that's everything I have. A big smile breaks out on her face and she too nods!

Clive pulls back. I see over three inches before they slowly sink back in. Twice it's done. Jess moans each time then lets go of her legs, wrapping her heels in the small of Clive's back, who then speeds up a bit. Now, of course, he's giving her all seven and a half inches. Jess begins to orgasm. She's moaning constantly now, saying, "So-so good!" then it's, "Oh, oh, I'm gonna cum, shit! I'm Cumming! Oh, fuck me, I'm coming."

Clive, pounding her hard, suddenly stiffens, holding in Jess as they both cum together. Clive collapses on top of her, her arms around his neck and his either side of her head, taking his weight off her. She pulls his head down and begins kissing him, saying, "I did it. I did it. Took it all. You've got it all in. Oh fuck! I love you!"

I get up and run to the bathroom. I sink to the floor, too stunned to even cry. My wife just told another man she loved him. The pain I'm feeling right now makes tears start to well up but I suppose it had to happen one day. He's bigger and better than me. She always said she deserved it and I must support her choice. I love Jess so much. She is my life, and now I must support her in her new life. With that in mind, I stand up, swill my face, and open the door again.

It seems that when I slammed the door coming into the bathroom I'd woken Milo, who is now sitting on one side of the bed. Clive and Jess's arms are wrapped around each other, her one leg resting over Clive's thigh, her one hand slowly playing with his soft cock. She looks up at me and smiles a big, beautiful smile that just melted my heart again. She rolls her leg off his thigh to lay flat, opening her leg wide to show that Clive had most certainly cum in her. Her pussy was once again flooded with a copious amount of creamy white sperm.

At the same time Milo also looked up at me and said, "All a bit much for you, cuck. You been tossing yourself off, have you? Well, you'd better clean your wife up because I'm ready to go again. We're going to keep her busy all night, I think, and you too, of course!"

Jess put her fingers in herself, scooped up a dollop of Clive's cum. Lifting it to her mouth and hooking it from between her fingers with her tongue. She smiled again, then said, "Peter, come on! I missed you and need your help, so come here, kiss me, then do as Milo asked, please!"

I knelt on the bed, then crawled over her nude body, pausing only to kiss her on her mound. Her raw looking cunt looks like a tunnel, still open and so full. Moving up I kiss between her boobs then under the chin. Shit, Jess has let him mark her. There are two bites on her neck. Jess put both her hands on the sides of my face to lift my eyes away from looking at the marks. She kisses me hard. I can taste the cum in there. Her tongue seeks mine. Then, lifting my face, she looked me straight in the eyes and said loud and clear, so no one in the room misunderstood. "Peter S, I love you with all my heart, and don't you ever forget that! This, all of this with Clive, with Milo and you, what you're doing to me fucking turns me on. The sex is best ever! And Pete, thank you for giving me this weekend. For letting me have such a wonderful time at the club and for being here now! I wish you could experience what I've just had and am going to have again soon, because I need both of them again before they have to leave. Then, my love, you get to reclaim me!"

Milo, slapping my leg, said, "You two lovebirds are going to talk all fucking night. I'm waiting to bone your slut again. Now fucking get down there and clean her up or I'll set Clive on you!"

Jess put her fingers back in to collect a bit more, saying to me, "I'll help you, Pete."

I started to lick and suck her pussycat and heard Milo tell Jess to blow him. "Get it good and hard. Levitra will do the rest! We'll fuck you good. Clive too, girl!"

Jess moved herself and said for me to lay on my back. She straddled my head, as is her usual practice nowadays. Cum immediately ran into my mouth. She pushed down to form a seal, her clitoral area in contact with my nose. I started to hoover up a huge amount of jism. If I hadn't witnessed it myself I'd believe she'd been gangbanged by many big cocks, not just the one! Jess, meanwhile, is giving Milo a blowjob. A couple of times she feels her tummy lurch as she gags, and he's making her deep-throat him again.

Clive straddles my hips, moving close to Jess's bare bottom. She moves ever so slightly forward, my tongue now rimming her, and she pushes onto my tongue. Clive's cock grows harder, touching her bum. Jess moves away from the hardening cock. I heard Jess telling him "Yuck, it's all cold and sticky. Give it to Pete to clean for you!"

She then lifted me off altogether and headed for the bathroom. Taking Milo's hand she said, "I need a shower. Are you coming?"

Shutting the door behind them, I hear Milo say something. Jess laughs, then the shower runs and I only hear laughter after.

Clive offers his knob end to me, and I lick it. Then along the underside. He lifted his ball sack up then dropped one into my mouth. I roll it around and push it out with my tongue. The other one is in now. I did it again. My nose is behind his nut sack. I breathe in the musky smell of a man. Clive lifts himself, lowers his anus onto my mouth, and I rim his ass for quite a few minutes. Clive, enjoying my efforts, lifts me altogether. His hand moves to my crotch. He feels that I'm hard and says, "I know now why you're doing all of this."

I said, squeezing my dick, that Jess needs fucking properly and this doesn't do it for her.

"How often do you let her have fun?"

"This is the first time it's gone this far. She usually just flirts a bit. Flashes some skin, you know, her boobs and thongs, but has never gotten this turned on!"

"And you? Turn you on too? I think you enjoy it too, but do you have fun? Have you had another man?"

"No, never thought of a man that way. Well, not till we met you lot yesterday. When I saw Jaxon's hard cock, so black, big, and hard, it shined as Jess sucked it. That was the first time it flashed into my mind. Then when Aiden fucked Jess, and he was only the second man to ever fuck her, shit, I was so hard when Jess was sucking him and I saw he was even bigger than Jaxon. When Jess told me to fuck her in her bum, I thought about it then. Earlier, when she ordered me to suck you off, I just couldn't. Your size is so thick, it's frightening!"

"Well Pete, I'd love to fuck you, just as I've fucked Jess with you watching her take it all. She's a rare one. Don't look so afraid, you couldn't take it. Very few men can, but I do want you to fuck me, and in front of Jess. In fact, you know she wants me to shag her again tonight. How about when she's taken it all and starts to cum, I'll pound her and you can help by pounding my arse!"

He is still holding my dick through my jeans. I'm still hard. Clive then asked me if I was wearing pants with my tights. "I saw them when you were under Jess and very nearly unzipped you then, but knew you hadn't gotten naked with the rest of us so as not to be found out. I take it Jess does know, yeah?"

"Yes, she started it. About three months ago I bought her a beautiful red negligee in Belgium lace, but she rejected it due to her red hair and told me to wear it. I did that night just to please her. You realize that by now I'll do anything to make her happy. Suddenly she left her pants out for me to wear at home in the evenings. Soon she's buying some of my own to wear at home. A week later she gave me a multipack of unisex boy shorts to wear to work. They're not tights, by the way. Stockings, hold-ups, then it's total body hair removal that progressed to bra, then body forms which I've not seen yet. The dress she showed you and said she'd bought for someone else. Me, I think!"

Clive said "If you want my opinion, Jess loves you. She cares about you a lot, wants you there in her life. Unfortunately, nature gave you this." again gripping my dick. We both listen, as in the bathroom the laughter has stopped, the talking too, but what we can hear is Jess obviously being fucked hard. Maybe in the shower that was still running or maybe she was bent over the wash basin. Either way, she was vocal about Milo fucking her harder. We heard him spanking her behind, Jess saying, "Yes, again! Harder!"

Clive continued. "Now, as nice a fella as you are and a good husband, you can't give her what she needs. Jess loves sex. Wild, carefree sex, as she proved last night. She also needs big cocks. It seems like BBC does it for her. I was just lucky when Jess was teasing me when dancing and put my hand up her skirt to feel how wet she was, then asked if that turned me on. I had her feel my cock and asked if that one turned her on and she brought me back to the table. You'd gone to take a piss with Aiden. Jess undid my trousers, caressed it, found she needed both hands to get it hard again and even dipped her head to look closely. I thought she was going to kiss it! Jaxon warned her you were coming back and she then continued to let Jaxon fingerfuck her beside you because the brothers love to tag team young wives, often cuckolding the husbands in front of them. They usually get the wife sucking one while the other fucks her pussy, swap over and she cleans and sucks one while the other fucks her in the bum. Their big finish is to tag-team her. Pussy and arse at the same time!

"I don't believe Jess is a slut. There's a certain reluctance about her. I think last night was down to the E Jess was given by the brothers. It's their way of getting their way, and again tonight Molly helped us to persuade Jess to become a slut. It has been drip-fed to her in drinks till I stopped Milo giving her more. You've had some too, but you've not had Tequila Mix. By the sounds of it Jess is cumming loudly, at least twice! Milo gave her an E after I stopped her drinking. He is still hoping to take her in the ass, as well as for us to tag-team her and then have you clean us all."

The bathroom door opens and Jess comes out giggling madly, holding onto Milo's arm as he half carries her. He drops her on her back and then throws one leg wide, which Jess finds fucking hilarious. Laughing loudly he says, "The bitch needs a good clean-up again, so hop to it. There are two loads in there! I'm going for a toke. I'm fucked. I'll sleep in the car till you're finished, man. Oh, get the slut's address too. We're going to pay her some visits, man!" He opened the door and was gone!

"Peter, come here. I need you again. I need you to kiss me, and my pussycat needs you too. Pete, reclaim your horny wife!"

"Clive, a question. Why do you hang with Milo, the brothers? You're different, and I don't mean they're black and you are white. I mean, the way you just talked to me, the way you talk of Jess. Why?"

"I'm not white. Pete may look a bit white but he's mixed race. Mom is white, *** is mixed race, and both sets of grandparents were mixed race. I'm black with white skin or I'm white with black blood. The point is I don't belong in either camp. Now add that I'm bisexual. It's about belonging. The brothers adopted me, but more like a servant with a car than ******. They let me fetch and carry, and as I told you, use me to keep some husbands happy. Last night Milo wanted his turn with Jess but the brothers vetoed that, as they planned on keeping your wife well fucked by the two of them and possibly two others, friends from the university who have a flat. They did that once before to a married couple. Drugged them, gangbanged the wife for two hours in front of him, he fucked off home, mad at her. She'd cum several times. She stayed 24 hours being shagged and loved it!

"Tonight Milo wants his own way. His plan was to get you both high, fuck Jess in all three holes and humiliate you by having you clean up Jess, him, and me. He intended fucking you so you'd be open to taking me. I told him that was impossible!"

"So why has he pissed off just now?"

Clive smiles at me and says, "Look at Jess. She's worn out but she did such a good job as a slut. She has also totally wiped him out too! She will sleep it off and sleep off the E's, Molly, and Tequila mix, and hopefully she will be very fine. Well, till next time she has our kind of fun."

"Sure you won't stay the night? She wanted you again, you know? She loves you, remember?"

"No, but thanks. Milo is waiting. Asleep but waiting. Pity really because I fancy you, Pete, and wanted you to fuck me, even though I knew it would not happen tonight. Listen, you two, sleep it off, then take Jess home!"

"Clive, you are a nice guy. Jess may want to get in touch, if only to use your cock again. I know you'll never be able to use my bum but I think... oh fuck it, wait there and write down your phone number. Back in a minute, ok?"

I go over to Jess and kiss her, and again harder. She groaned and rolled over away from me so I covered her up and headed into the bathroom. I shut the door, took a slash and then stripped off, leaving just pants and hold-ups on. Jess had thrown the baby doll nightie cover on the floor. I picked it up, put it on and tied the little bow at the bust, then opened the door and stepped out. Clive smiled and said, "Come here!" I walked to him. Clive reached up, taking my head in two hands, pulled my face towards him, and kissed me gently on my lips.

Clive pulled me onto his lap. My arm went around his shoulder to prevent me from slipping off. He took me in his arms and kissed me again. One hand went down towards my dick. Afraid of shooting off if he touched me, I stopped him.

"Other than Jess, nobody's ever seen this of me. This is private for the home only. I've never been with a man, never been kissed by one, sucked one, nothing. One day I'm going to have to share my wife's bed with another man. Jess will expect me to obey her wishes, like tonight when she ordered me to suck your cock. I want to obey my wife always. So may I suck your cock now, as she wanted?"

"You know you don't have to. Jess was drugged up and turned on by fucking when she said that. Besides, she's asleep!"

"Yes, I know, but I'm so fucking horny right now. If I could I'd let you fuck me. You said I should fuck you, but like Jess there, what you said about why she's fucking everybody this weekend, well, you too would be so disappointed. I'm very small. I'm far too quick. I'm so fucking nervous! But get on the bed with Jess. I want you to cum in my mouth, and when you cum I shall too, strange that I've not cum all night."

Jess rolled over, got out of bed, and went to pee. Then, coming back in, she saw Clive with his arm around my shoulder, saw how I was dressed. She came to us and kissed me. She then kissed Clive and me again and said, "Mmm. Good boy. Have you fucked him? Sucked him off? Kissed, even?"

"Yes Jess, we kissed. We did an awful lot of talking, but we kissed each other."

"Good, good boy. It appears I still need cleaning up from Milo. If you two get into bed now it won't take long before Clive can fuck me again. Come on. Bed."

"Sorry Jess, I can't stay long. Milo's in the car waiting."

"Fuck him. He's an animal. Please stay just a little while longer, Clive. I won't touch you if you can't stay till morning, but I do have one request. Finish this extraordinary weekend for both of us. I'd love it if Pete could cum in your ass. I want to see him fuck you. Please, Clive, will you?"

"Good job I hadn't dressed again."

Jess kissed me and said, "I love you but want this now." She was pulling my pants down as she said it. Clive got on the bed, sitting to one side. Jess, holding my hand, straddled Clive's knees and kissed him, saying 'Thank you for this.' Still kissing, she got both legs around his waist and his heels on the bed. From where I'm standing, watching them make out again, I see Clive's cock grow from soft to semi-hard. Jess slid off sideways, saying, "And now you, Pete, sit as I just did. I want to watch you snog him. go make out with Clive. He's a very good kisser!"

I did as she said, legs behind him, bum on his lap. We kissed, then we kissed a lot, making out properly. Clive's cock fully hard. Jess saw it, saw how I lifted away from it, and as it touched my rim, Jess leaned towards my ears and said, "Shall I get the bottle of lube and lube it up for you like you did for me?"

Damn, so bloody hot! I nearly shot it. 99 bottles of beer! Sometimes, she can be a real bitch, teasing!

Clive stopped kissing me and kissed Jess instead, rolling me off so I landed flat on my back. My little dick stands straight up. It's twitching as though shooting cum, but nothing was there, like it was dry cum! Jess sniggers behind her hand. Clive nudges her hard with one hand and she lands on her back beside me, still giggling, reaching her arms out to Clive to come to her, saying, "Fuck me, Clive."

A couple of nights later, in bed, I'm thinking again about this night and thinking what a sight this was for Clive, a bisexual man looking down on us two, a married couple. She is naked, with Milo's cum still in her pussy, drugs still working. Her husband lays beside her wearing black hold-ups and part of a white baby doll nightie, otherwise naked. A tiny five inch hard dick is twitching, now with the smallest drop of clear cum that might eventually run down. He's looking at us with a hard, thick cock, its foreskin beginning to roll back on its own. What a bloody sight to behold!

Anyhow, Clive kneels on the edge of the bed between her legs, then gets on top of Jess. Her hands hook behind his neck pulling him down to kiss his lips. Their lips meet and they kiss twice. He then lifts his head, saying "Wait Jess." He leans across to kiss me very briefly, then moves down our bodies. He's still laid over Jess, between her legs. Again he leant across to kiss the head of my dick, suddenly taking it all in, sucking it for seconds only and I'm shooting into his mouth. I swear I've never cum so much in one go. I've not cum all night watching Jess parading around near-nude, completely naked, sucking and fucking big men, black and white. Showering with one and also me for the first time exposing myself to a man in my undies. Me snogging him, all that over what, maybe five hours of sexual activities? That's my first orgasm!

Clive gets to Jess's well-filled cunt and begins to clean it. She tries to stop him, pushing on his head and saying, "No, Clive, Peter will do that for you. Make me clean for you to fuck again. Come on, kiss me. Kiss me. He'll do that!"

Taking no heed, Clive hoovered her pussy for under five minutes, then got up, gathered his clothes up, and went into the bathroom, shutting the door. We both heard him taking a leak, Jess told me.

"Quick now, finish cleaning me before he's back to fuck me. Quickly now, Pete!"

Maybe Clive's quick assessment is correct. I'm submissive to her. I quickly go back down on her and Jess is eager to be dominated by that fucking huge cock again! Right now, Jess is wet, slightly sticky, and muttering, "Good boy, Pete." ruffling my hair!

Jess began to arch her back. She was building towards an orgasm on my tongue. It goes through my mind. 'Yes, cum! It's only a warmup to your main desire, my love. A good fucking from Clive and his thick cock!'

Jess starts to have her orgasm, but then she moves, trying to get up as the room door closes, shouting "No!" She leapt from the bed, yanked open the door, and said "Come back!" as she ran towards the lift doors where Clive was waiting. I got up, following Jess to the door, and looked out to see them hugging, arms wrapped around each other, words I could not hear being spoken. The lift doors open and they kiss. Clive steps in and the doors close. Jess waited till the lift stopped at the floor below, then turned and slowly walked back to me, still naked!

We step back into our room, closing the door on the world. Jess goes to pee and I follow, taking off the nightie gown and peeling down my stockings. One was already partly down. Jess, finished peeing, stands up and hugs me tight, so tightly it hurts a bit, then kissing me several times in quick secession. Tears started in her eyes and she starts to say something but stops and pushes me away. Turning to look in the mirror she seems to just notice the three big hickies, two on one side of her neck, the third one on the top of her shoulder. That one seems to have teeth marks on one edge, but even twisting she couldn't see how bad it looks. Jess starts to cry properly now, mumbling on about "Fucking animal, cut his fucking dick off serves him right, bastard twat!"

I move and begin to wrap my arms around her to comfort her but Jess twists away, snapping, "Leave me the fuck alone," then darts onto the bed sobbing uncontrollably! I move to a chair to wait but her reaction to Clive leaving I just don't understand. I'm not sure what's going on. Despite some of what Clive had said earlier, things like Jess not being a slut, she sure acted the part this weekend. Not just then. What about the park by us last week, stripping naked before meeting three old perverts in a public place, another example of her being one. What Clive said about Jess putting his hand to her wet minge asking did it turn him on? She let Jaxon openly put his hand on her bare tits on a public dance floor with me watching her not five feet away, smiling at me before coming to her senses. Asking to leave but going back to kiss another man and blow him under the table, removing her thong doing so. Pulling me into a cupboard with a black fella to suck him off, ending up begging him to fuck her hard!

The naïve young wife I married under eighteen months ago, who was an innocent virgin twelve months before that, becomes whatever she is now. Fucked if I know!

Till I can talk to her about it, maybe tomorrow. For now, I need to research who or what Mandy or Molly are. I'm suspecting some sort of drug. E was mentioned, which I've heard of from the various media, but not this molly thing. Ok, I've been reading on my phone about Ecstasy, E's, and Mandy/Molly. It seems Jess, who has no prior experience of using recreational drugs, has been unknowingly given doses of Ecstasy, both at the club last night and here by, I suspect, Milo. Possibly in the Tequila/wine mixed drinks, Jess being the only one drinking it. That is until Clive stopped her drinking, then I drank a couple of them. Based on my reading it would explain a lot about her extremes of behavior and may also explain mine too. My exposure of underwear plus nightie to Clive, my desire to make out with him, wanting him to fuck me as he did Jess. All of that seems drug-induced.

I'm nodding off and feeling chilled. I got under the covers with Jess but avoided touching or disturbing her at all and fell asleep, awaking when the sun shone in through the chink in the curtains. Jess has turned over and is now in my arms, her head on my chest. Checking, I see the angry looking bite mark on her shoulder, but I presume Jess is still asleep. I soon again nod off.

I woke up again a bit later to the sounds of both the shower running and Jess cleaning her teeth. I was bursting for a pee. I sat on the loo just as she got under the shower, wetting her hair. She glanced toward me. We made eye contact for a few seconds before she turned away, lifted her face to the spray, and then started to apply shampoo.

I notice she has collected up all the clothes worn over this weekend and stuffed them in one of the carrier bags from shopping. The stockings I'd taken off earlier this morning in here were on top of the baby doll nightie. I see the sheer black blouse Jess had worn when she'd agreed to Clive and Milo coming up 'for a drink', everybody knowing exactly what that meant and why she'd removed her bra to wear just that sheer top!

Going back into the bedroom I saw Jess had folded our stuff into the suitcase, leaving out only my shaving bag. On a chair beside me were a pair of my jeans, my last clean shirt, socks, and underneath my trainers. On the other chair were her clothes. A bra, knickers, a denim skirt, a t-shirt, and a top shirt. It seems Jess is keen to check out of this place. The shower goes off and a couple of minutes later Jess comes out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath sheet and towel, drying her hair. I hear her say "Morning Pete. The bathroom's free if you're taking a shower or a shave. Checkout is in an hour!"

Picking up my shaving bag I headed to the shower, washed my hair, showered, and was shaving when I heard Jess say something, but only got 'coffee' and the room door closing. I nicked myself shaving. As I dress, I'm thinking of her last words to me last night. "Leave me the fuck alone!" and of her being short with me this morning. Something is on her mind and I have a bad feeling about what's coming.

Dressed, I had no idea where Jess was but I guessed she'd gone for coffee downstairs. I went looking for her but she was not in the tiny café or bar so I got a coffee from the machine and went outside, soon spotting her by some trees sipping coffee from the takeout cup. I went to her, saying as I got close, "I thought you'd left me!"

"Just trying to clear my head. I have a pounding headache. I was sick earlier. Too many Tequila's last night but I'll be ok when I've been for a good run when I get back. Can we go home now, please?"

Jess turns to go up and I follow, picking up my jacket. I close the suitcase and we check out.

It was the quietest drive other than the music off the radio playing low, which is unusual for Jess, who likes it loud to sing, hum, or just la-la-la to if she doesn't know the words. Very nearly home and her favorite song is played, 'calm down'. Jess quickly turned it off and spoke for the first time since leaving the hotel room. At the end of our street she said, "I want a divorce! You apply for one. I won't contest it!"

I slammed the brakes on!