She Deserves Bigger & Better!

Upstairs, Jess went to our room to check on the sleeping Nia and use our bathroom. I headed to the guest bathroom, mainly to avoid having to listen to Samuel boasting about how he was going to teach my wife to be a proper slut to black men. I needed to pee anyway, so, of course, I naturally just lowered my joggers and panties to my knees, sat, and was in full flow when the door opened, and he walked in, muttering about how he needed his bag brought up here. Seeing me sitting to pee and also seeing the beige boy short panties I still had on, he paused, looked again from my knees to my face, and then said,



"Well, now then, that explains a few things now; you're not just a Cuckold but a sissy one; it's why she cucks you because you are a sissy boy; Stand up and let's see what you got; come on, take the clothes off."



Looking up from where I'm sitting, at this giant standing there, he's about 6'2", got to be 14th, obviously spends time in the gym, his biceps measure like my thighs, not quite bodybuilder but very much in shape, he's intimidating.



"Come on, sissy, stand up and get them off; you don't want to keep me waiting again. Ah, Jess, now I know why you like us blacks so much; you're married to a fucking sissy-boy."



Jess, hearing his raised voice, came to try and intervene. She came to the open door and stood beside Sam, her face full of concern. She put her arms around his waist, lifted the front of his workout vest, and as his arm went around her shoulder, she said,



"I don't like blacks; I love blacks; I love everything about them—their bodies, their big, hard cocks, and the way they cum so much."



As Jess was saying that she was pushing the vest up higher, kissing his six-pack, then his nipples as they too came into sight, Sam took the vest off. Jess turned her head towards me and said,



"Go on, Pete, do as he said and strip off; we can compare what black and white look like, and he will know why I want his cock to fuck me tonight, so go on, Peter, quickly, darling."



Now feeling totally humiliated, I did as Jess told me to. I stood, pulled off my T-shirt, then sat again to undo the trainers, trying to drag it out. Jess, in the meantime, had taken off Sam's shoes and socks, undone his trousers, and held them so he could step out of them, leaving him wearing just a pair of tight white trucks that showed the large bulge of his thick cock laying to one side. She stood up beside him again, and seeing me sit there, she said,

"For fucks sake, Peter, stand up and pull your pants up; show Sam how big your bulge is compared to this; no, never mind, just do this; go on stand."



I stood up, pulled the shorts up, and turned to face them both. Sam had such a smirk on his face, trying not to laugh out loud, but Jess mouthed sorry as she repeated the instruction to

"Now, do this so we can see them both."

She then turned and knelt, hooking her two thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, lowering it about 5" to below his ball sack. She kissed each bollock, which seemed to hang more than 2" under the base of his dark, soft, almost black cock, hanging like 6" down.

I did the same. I lowered the front of my boy short pants by maybe 2", hooking it under my balls. In that position, my dick shrivelled up to like 3" max, and it did not hang at all. Now Sam started laughing, at the same time telling me to,

"Cover it up and keep the pants on to hide it. Come on, Jess, I've got this; let's give you a proper fucking with a real dick, and you Cucky, don't forget my bag, oh, and a drink too, for both of us."



They went to the next room and left the door open, so as I walked past, I saw the negligee cover on the floor just inside the doorway. They were passionately kissing. Jess was trying to lower his tight pants down one-handed, and the other was on his tight bum. I carried on down to the kitchen, where I heard Ejo crying. She was in the dark utility room. As I opened the door, light flooded in, and seeing me, she jumped into my arms, saying,

"I'm frightened, Peter. I heard him laugh. Don't let him take Jess to Bristol, but don't let him hurt you either."

But then we heard Sam shout about the bag, "Bring up the fucking bag!"

I picked up the glasses off the coffee table, put them on the drinks tray, and asked Ejo to make a coffee. I'll be back. I took the tray and his bloody bag up to the bedroom, and there I found them both naked, Sam on his back with Jess sucking on his hard cock. I dropped the bag on the floor at the foot of the bed, picked up the negligee cover from by the door, and Sam pushed Jess away and got off the bed to get and open the bag. Seeing me holding the cover I'd picked up, he told me to

"Put it on, sissy; you mustn't get cold. Why the fuck do you keep me waiting, cuck boy? You'd rather be with that fat lesbian down there than here beside your lovely wife. You should watch and learn. Being a sissy cuckold, you should come with this slut to Bristol tomorrow. You could both earn a lot of money this weekend. That alone is worth a fortune. I know a group of businessmen, five older men, who would pay big for both of you to put on a young couple's sex show where they all get free use of you afterwards. One, a village elder from our homeland, would love your virgin ass, and he has about 11" and he'd pay well."



All the time he was talking, Sam had gotten a little folded paper package, one of three that had an elastic band around them. He took one and opened it to carefully tip the contents out on the dressing table, then rolled the paper into a tube, sniffed white powder up his nose, and then offered the tube to Jess, but she shucked her head as she backed away. Sam, with a more stern look on his face, quietly said

"Do it; now you have to learn to do as you are told; never say no to me, bitch."



"She doesn't; we don't do drugs; we never have."

"That's not what I heard; I hear your little wife here gets very pliant on Hug Drug, but this is better, quicker too, so you need to compare, just like black or white, a tiny dicklet or a black cock, now which is better, this or Hug Drug? Simple, think about it—you didn't like black cock till you tried it, so try this."



"Don't, Jess, just fuck him; fuck his brains out, but leave the drugs; you don't need drugs to fuck."



"I've told you to watch and learn about Cucky, but do not interfere with her education.

Maybe you'd prefer to be a sissy. I should teach you first how to be a good sissy without the snow. Ah, sissy, is that what you'd like—a lesson on how to service black cocks before this bitch? Just go downstairs to your fat friend; she can teach you all about being queer. Go, fuck off.

See, your slut's eager for my cock."

Jess had knelt at his feet and had his cock at the back of her throat. Doing as he told me to, I left the room and went first to check on the still-asleep Nia, then headed back to get my jogging bottoms from where he made me leave them, and as I passed their open door, I paused to watch them. Both stood. Sam had his back to me. I see he has a broad, well-defined back that tapers down to a narrow waist, a tight bum, and muscular thighs. His unblemished skin is as dark as it could be, almost black. They are snogging. Jess has both hands clutching his bum.



"Oh, Sam, fuck me, please. I need you now. I need this cock."

I moved away to the bathroom, leaving the negligee cover on but not tied, pulled on my jogging bottoms, then headed downstairs. I had to pass the open door again. I glanced back in, and Jess was bent over the bedside cabinet. Sam had hold of her hips, thrusting forward. It went through my mind—omg, I hope that's not her arse—when I heard him say to her,

"That's it now, the other one; a bigger sniff this time; that's better; now you've got it."



Tears formed in my eyes as I began to believe that I'd lost her. I went downstairs and just sat on the sofa before I broke down, tears streaming. Ejo rushed to me to take me in her arms. She asked if Sam had hurt me, and I said,



"No, but right now he's killing me, because I'm lost without her, and I think he is winning."

Then, thinking about it, I'd put my joggers back on, but he wanted me in pants only, so I took them off again, and I was back to only panties and the white negligee cover.

Soon enough, Ejo began to hug me, then rock me and stroke my hair.

Even from downstairs on the sofa, we could hear Jess.

"Gasping, screaming for more, harder, then I'm Cumming, O Sam, I'm Cumming again; you fuck so good, Sam; god, I love your cock."

We got up and go to the kitchen. I put the mug of cold coffee in the microwave to reheat it, then sipped it by the sink. At least I can't still hear her cry out in here, but we both heard Sam shouting.

"Cucky, get up here; your wife needs you quick."



I rush up to the bedroom. I see Jess first, lying on the bed; she is holding his hand, her legs open wide, and her pussy gapes full of creamy white cum that is leaking out, heading south towards her tight bum hole. I see reddish marks around the pubic area—possible bruising. I also notice he has marked her neck with a couple of hickies, and just below one boob were two more.

He stands looking at me, naked, covered in a sweaty sheen, cock a good 8" or more, still hard. I can only admire the obvious strength in his well-muscled body, and he's handsome with it compared to me—well, I'm a 9st weakling at 5'7"—no contest. If he wasn't such an arrogant bastard, just then he said,

"You are going to look at me all night and keep me waiting again. Cucky, clean that mess up. I'll go take a leak; pour me a drink; better do one for her as well; rinse her dirty mouth out."

We heard the bathroom door shut just as Jess giggled.

"Yuck, quick, it's dribbling on my ass. Sh*t Pete, can you get it? There's so fucking much of it."



As I got between her open legs, she put her feet on my shoulders to lever her hips up to slow the flow of his spunk while I lapped at the surface amount. At the same time, Jess scooped up a couple of fingers full of his cum to suck off her fingers, then placed both hands on either side of my head, pushing it deeper. I found that lapping at that amount was too slow, so simply sucking it up like a hoover and swallowing it rapidly was the best way. I didn't get time to ask her if she was alright before Sam came back in. I didn't hear him because of her hands over my ears. I felt both his hands on my arse cheeks and him pulling my panties down to my knees. Jess let go of my head and moved her feet off me. Now I hear him say,

"Nice ass boy, a lovely virgin hole just begging for a big black to dick it; fuck it's tempting, and you'd love it, and just like the little girl you want to be, it only hurts at first."



At that, I scurried up Jess's body, trying to get away, but he followed, his body lying over mine with his hard cock resting on the crack of my ass. I started to cry again, saying,

"No, please, god, no."

Sam, in turn, said to me, "That's it, sissy-boy; beg me to break you in."

I feel his cock sliding up and down the crack of my bum, and then Jess told him off by saying,



"Sammy, Don't you fucking dare, that's worth money. You say a virgin ass, even a sissy one, is worth a lot of money to you and to me remember, besides, I need you to fuck me now. All this talk of taking this spineless, crying little wimp really turns me on, and I need you now, so fuck him off to his lesbian friend downstairs, and you and I will make love the rest of the night. I have a blue pill if you need it.



"You heard your bitch wife; she's learning to respect me now because I can give her what she needs, and right now she needs a line of snow and my beautiful hard black cock giving her some, so fuck off, I'll call you when we need you next."



As I fled the room, I heard him saying,

"Your learning bitch, now we'll stay here tomorrow as well; I'll keep you myself till then. Then down to Bristol and home Thursday evening; unfortunately, there, the other two will claim you, and I won't get a look in. Friday night, unless you can sneak into my bed for a quickie, you'll be rested because Saturday evening, both of you will have a very long night. Now, as you reckoned talking dirty turns you on; have a tube off there, and I'll tell you about earning your keep down there."

Because I'd stopped to listen, I got to hear him sniffing snow, and then he said,

"Go on slut, enjoy, it'll get you going again, that's the last one tonight, got to keep the rest for tomorrow, that's it my girl, now then Saturday night, you'll both be taken somewhere, I'm not sure where yet, might be a nightclub, where you'll dance with your punters, I say your punters because you have to encourage them to want you then, sometime after midnight when enough have paid up, I'm reckoning, say at least ten black men at £200, maybe £250 apiece, and that's 50-50 remember, you get gangbanged by them all as many times as they are able too, and your Cuckold husband gets to clean all your holes whenever he is told to, he may act as a fluffer and help some of them get it up again as well."



The next thing I heard was Jess, who was obviously masturbating while listening to him, I heard her say

"I'm an ass virgin like Peter; maybe tomorrow night's lessons could include taking mine, seeing as you can't have his valuable ass. (giggling) You can have mine, but you must teach him to suck cock to completion then as well." (giggling still) She whispers, "He loves the taste of cum; he's had pints of it out of me, but I don't think he's ever drank it neat, so you'll have to teach him how.

But now, my dear young stud, I need your lovely big, hard cock fucking my tight, little pussy again and probably again before your brothers ruin it on Thursday. Come on, and for the next 36 hours, I'm going to be your free-use fuck-slut and only your slut."



Stunned and brokenhearted, I plodded off down the stairs. Ejo had fallen asleep on the sofa, so I crept into the kitchen and made a coffee to take back upstairs. I checked in on Nia; she was awake. She asked where everyone was as she sipped my coffee, and I told her that I'd bring her up to date when I'd made more coffee. Then she threw off the duvet, and she was nude. She asked for help to the loo. When we got back, she could sit on the bed, leaving her sitting there naked. I again crept towards the stairs, but he heard me.

"Yo, sissy, get in here; she needs cleaning again."



Once again, I go into the bedroom, finding Jess sweating and breathing hard. I thought about how I wish I could do that just by fucking her, how I wish I had an 8 to 10" hard cock instead of a 4.5 to 5" dick, one that could stay hard to make her sweat, to make Jess call out my name as she orgasms for the 5-6-7th time in a row, but, the least I can do is to allow her this much pleasure and share this pleasure with her, and the pleasure I get from cleaning her afterwards, and strictly between you and me, I must admit, and I hate saying this, but Sam's cream, his massive loads of cum tastes better than his brothers, in fact, the best I've tasted from anyone yet!

My thoughts about that were broken by Sam's saying to me,

"Why must you keep me waiting around every time you do anything? I'm waiting to go again; she's waiting to go again, and she's a bloody mess. Get to it, cuck; we need it clean;
go on slut; tell the sissy you want more cock, my cock; tell him to clean you quickly, because you have needs."



Jess seemed to be dozing off but perked up when she heard my voice then said, 'Sorry, Samuel'

"Hello you, you should have stayed here, you should see this stud fuck, he can fuck me so good, so many fucking times, sh*t Peter, you fuck like for 3 minutes, cum like one tiny spoonful, that's it, you're done, this lovely man here,"
she takes his hand and kisses the back of, then continues to say,

"This beautiful black Adonis, with his always hard black cock, you know how many times I've cum, just tonight alone—seven, seven orgasms—and he's not finished, we've not finished, we're planning on only ten times tonight, and even more tomorrow, and guess what, my sissy husband, I've given him exclusive free-use rights until we get to Bristol, and that means my dearest Petrina, no hankiepandy, oh sh*t, get it out right, fuck it, I'm horny again clean up his cum crooky cause I need more now."



With that, she opened her legs again, and I cleaned quickly, hoovering up the tasty mess, and then finishing that job. Sam, Mr. Everhard, stroking his semi-hard cock, told me to get him hard again.
You bitches were talking so long that I went off the boil a bit. See, making me wait around for you again has consequences. Now, sissy slut, what did your wife call you just now, Patricia?"

Jess piped up. "Petrina, her name is Petrina."

"Well, Petrina, suck my black cock hard and ready for your horny slut wife; she needs it again."

Pushing it against my closed mouth, he got hold of both my ears, twisting them until I opened my mouth to yell out, and it slid in till his hair was against my nose.

"O, that's it, sissy, but don't bite. Ah yes, my sweet little sissy, you're enjoying that, I think. Yes, it's not your first time sucking cock; is it sissy? I bet you know all the gloryholes around here, don't you, sissy boy? Yo, Jessy, your sissy husband has been lying to you; he's a good cocksucker; he has sucked plenty; he doesn't need any training for this weekend."



Fucking strangely weird, I've never sucked a cock and never wanted to, but here is this arrogant young black man, who has belittled, humiliated, and insulted me from the first moment he met me in Bristol, who has taken and fucked my young wife, and who, I know, has plans to ruin both of us during the next few weeks, but who has just complimented me, making me feel pride in a skill I've never known about. As to me being a good cocksucker, I don't want to be; I hate the very idea.

But Samuel stroking my head with one hand, the other now on the back of my head, and him thrusting his cock to and fro, right to the back of my throat, me only gagging slightly about four times before the gagging oddly stopped, and then him saying,

"He's fucking good, Jess."


I felt a warm glow knowing I shared in pleasing this man that, for tonight, Jess needed, and when she leaned over towards us, pulling me away and off his cock, she looked at me, looking at his cock now rock hard, dribbling a drop of precum. Jess leaned in, pecked me on the lips as her one hand stroked my cheek, and said,

"You're a good boy, Pete, but that cock, that cum, is mine; you can have it later darling. Go check on the others; my stud is going to fuck me one more time. I decided to make it eleven times, maybe even a dozen, then she mouthed, I'm sorry, Pete."



I went to our bedroom, and Nia was still awake. "What happened to the coffee? I'm only teasing you, Pete. I know you were called away, but I'd still love one."

"Sorry, I'll get you one now; don't go anywhere."



Downstairs, Ejo is still asleep, so I left her there, made coffee, took it up, and joined Nia under the cover. Having removed my joggers earlier downstairs, she told me to take my knickers off too, but I explained Sam wanted me to wear them so he couldn't see my little 'dicklet', Nia said.

"Fuck him, I'm in the nude, so should you be in bed with me, how are you going to fuck me wearing them, 'eh? And before you say it, Jess knows, or will do, and Ejo wants you to fuck me, something about revenge on the brothers; she mentioned it several times last week.

Also, this will make you laugh. After a certain call with Jess last Friday or Saturday, I can't remember, Ejo talked about you being her first guy, and Jess spoke about your lack of size and then about you having good anal sex. Well, Peter, picture this. Ejo thinks it would be fun if she, then Jess and I all got into doggie position, that's with Jess in the middle and us two on either side of her, naked, face down, and bums in the air, and you took two strokes in each bum to see who got lucky. The winner then gets to sleep with you that night, and the losers go sleep in the spare room."

I wasn't in a smiling mood right now.



Nia apologised for sloping off to bed, but she had to get away from him, you know he's been given certain rights at home including free use of me anytime before Ervan gets home from work, but also I'm sent to his room sometimes at night, between him and Abam, poor Ejo has to clean my pussy and ass before I'm allowed back into my bed, so nowadays I service all three men in the house.

His Momma thinks I'm his paid whore, but they still expect me to party with whoever whenever, and that Mark Tully, with his fucking 11" dick, I became a favourite for several weeks, nobody cared about the damage.
I've not told Jess this yet, but I can't have ******** now, I'm twenty-four years old, planning to have two **** in my thirties, but Ervan got a kick out of seeing Mark shove his huge dick in me, a month ago I was in hospital being repaired.

Sh*t, when he spoke about Jess replacing me at the weekend, I thought we had to leave, but now he wants your Jess. No fucking way, I have to stop him."



I then started to relate to Nia and what had occurred and been spoken of since she had gone upstairs. I held back nothing.

"How he thought it funny he was teaching the teacher how to service and please black men, how Jess had enjoyed Sam's cock multiple times, able to orgasm several times this evening alone, how I've had to clean her many times tonight, fucked if I know how Sam can keep shooting so much, and also I told her how he coerced me into making him hard again for Jess, and she loved it."



Nia asked "About Jess, had Sam given her something? How did she seem, excitable, giggly, her eyes, were they dilated, is she slurring, anything different, odd?

I mean, I can understand her liking him; he's handsome, his great body, and his cock; it's just the right size; believe me, after Mark, Ervam, and Abam, his, Sam's, I mean, is perfect; the problem is he knows it, plus his brothers; in fact, his whole ******, the US side, and the African lot all believe women, black or white, are whores; on earth for men to use fuck, cook, entertain other men, have ******, that's a woman's lot!"



"You ask if Jess has been drugged at all, well."

I went on to tell Nia about the gym bag, the little white paper packages, and talk of'snow',



Nia cursed him, then said,

"Right, several things. One, Sam spoke of training; he is not training her; he is using'snow' to lure Jess into a life she doesn't want but does not know yet; it's all about money and sex.

I suppose he has mentioned earning a lot of money, yes? (I nodded.) Nia continued by saying, Somehow we have to get him out of this house, with his gym bag, preferably in their car that I drove up in, and then get the police to stop and search him somehow. Any ideas on how?"



"Yo, Cucky, you're needed again."



"Bugger, here I go again. Doesn't he ever sleep? That's over six hours since dinner, and you went to bed. Don't go away. I'll go and see how she is."

I got out of bed and quickly pulled on my knickers again, headed off down the landing to the guestroom. Sam stood by the open doorway, looking not so fresh and boastful but still nude, with that same hot, sweaty sheen that near black skin has had more than once tonight. Around the dark pubic hair and his genitals was an off-white mess, where both his and Jess's orgasmic juices had mixed and matted as both groins had ground together. The magnificently hard black cock that has jutted out proudly each time is no longer; it's now only semi-hard, hanging down over his bollocks and covered in his creamy mixed semen.

"Took you long enough, Cucky Boy; she needs your skillful tongue again."



By now I'm at the bedroom door, I can see Jess lying there but appears to be asleep, curled up in a foetal position, and Sam is partly blocking the way in, and I have to push past him. No way was I going to turn my back on him or offer my ass to be anywhere near his dick, so facing him to pass each other, we pause, our bodies just inches apart, his bare chest looking twice the size of mine, and we're looking into each other's eyes, for just a moment I thought he was going to kiss me, and I think how Jess could easily fall for this man as he really is handsome, and in a dominant way, anyone would be thrilled to be liked by him, even used by him, and it cannot be denied that Jess has been very well used by him tonight, and so had I.



"You got lucky tonight that Jess stopped me twice. Earlier, when I so damn near took your virgin ass, again as I fucked your throat, I'd have enjoyed being your first, Sissy Boy, but I have a question." Glancing at the sleeping Jess, then back at me, looking at my eyes directly,

"The truth now, is that the first time you sucked a cock; any cock, is it? Being a sissy boy, you've got to love sucking big cocks, but am I your first black?"

"Believe what you want, but I'm not gay, bi, or even a sissy boy, and I've never sucked a cock, any cock anywhere, until you forced me tonight."

"So why then, did she stop me from enjoying your ass and mouth earlier on?
Why do you think she stopped us?"



"Because she thinks you are bisexual, that you wanted me but she didn't want to share you, and she knows I'm not bi, she is also I believe, developing feelings for you a tad. I haven't ever seen my Jess want somebody quite as much as you; you seem almost perfect to her, what with a perfect body and a perfect size cock, and somehow manage to fuck her several times and not just once like me.

Also, of course, there's the fact she is submissive to you, and that turns her on; you could tell her to do almost anything and it would turn her on, and that's why I don't want her to go down to Bristol with you; you've told her you want her gangbanged this weekend in place of Nia; that will turn her on—and- that you've told her to, plus the challenge of her being better than Nia, other men wanting her more than Nia, all a big turn on—she wants to be a slut, and you can make her."



Again, Sam glances at the sleeping Jess and then back at me.
"I shall deny this if you repeat it, then beat you to a pulp.
When I was much younger, I was sent to ****** in America. Three years later, I was suspended from school, caught naked in the showers with an educator, a teacher; he was jailed, and I was sent to live with big brothers in Bristol. I was told to use any woman, even have free use of Nia, but I cannot even look at a guy.

Nia has been ruined and ended up in the hospital, and nobody in the ****** talks about why, and when I use Nia like that, I have to use her ass. When you two turned up in Bristol that time, the first time I saw Jess; I wanted her so bad; she is a goddess, with pure angelic looks, she's sex on legs.
When I got here with instructions to get her to replace Nia. Wow, once I saw her eyes and her smile, I knew I had maybe two days to enjoy her.
It took me only twenty minutes to find out she's a submissive, twenty-five to get her on her knees blowing me. I already knew you were submissive too, and then when I saw the knickers, I knew I'd have you both because I want you both. I daren't take your ass; it's worth too much to my big brother. I know I only have tomorrow to make the most of having you and your wife all to myself.
Now, I'm going for a shower; if you'd like, you can join me."

"The only shower is in our bathroom, where Nia is, so I won't; besides, there's Jess."



"Yes, you better go and help your Jess; she needs to clean up; she is done for now, but she'll want more in the morning after sleeping it off, and I'll need her fresh to start; then I'm going to take her out for lunch; I have a couple of tests to run."

I went to Jess; I didn't wake her up; I just cuddled her, but she was so restless that I got back up after hearing Sam go downstairs after his shower and went to our room to speak with Nia. I found Ejo in with her there; both asked after Jess and how she was and told them how restless she seemed, so Ejo went to her to sleep, and Nia and I talked the rest of the night.



The following morning, I must have dozed off because the first thing I knew of the morning was Jess breezing through to the bathroom. She had a pee, brushed her teeth, turned the shower on, bounced back into the bedroom, pecked Ejo on the lips, and said good morning again. Ejo headed down to make tea. Jess came over to the bed, leaned to peck my lips, then Nia, and asked how she was this lovely morning, how was the ankle, then said,

"Listen, I can't stop as I need a shower and wash my hair. I'm smelling a bit ripe. Omg, that man can fuck. He made me orgasm a dozen times. So must go."

Then she's singing in the shower, then blow drying her beautiful red hair to a silky shine, did her eyes up a bit, and Lippy too, slipped naked into a short thigh-length silky kimono, white with a green and red dragon on the back. The whole operation of getting ready usually takes half an hour, but this morning it took 15 minutes. She then sipped tea that Ejo had bought us all, drank maybe half the mug, then announced she better go check on our visitor. She literally bounced down the stairs, humming a tune.



Ten minutes later, I needed another drink, so I took everyone's mug down to make more tea and coffee for me. Part way down the stairs, I heard Jess gasp, and then, talking in a low voice, she said

"Fuck, I love your body, so hard. Not just your beautiful hard cock, but I love it all. I love the way you fuck me and make me cum. I wish you lived more locally, like Manchester, Liverpool, or somewhere; if you were nearer, we could have met up now and again, 'cus fuck, I'd love more of this."

"What you saying is, girl, you like my dick up you, fucking you hard like this, yeah?"

"Oh sh*t yes, I'm cumming, fuck me, you bastard, yes, fuck me. (then whispering) I love you, Sam, now fucking use me, cumming, ugmmmm."



I retreated back upstairs to talk to Nia again.

Half an hour later, they came upstairs. Jess went into our bathroom, and Sam collected his gym bag and went out. Jess, having used the loo, came in to get something to wear and said,

"He'd gone to meet some people and be back soon; meanwhile, he told me to shower again and be ready to go out. You too, Pete, he said to shower and shave; we're meeting someone for lunch."



After I'd shaved and showered and wrapped in a towel, I went through to the guest room where Jess sat wearing a white tennis skirt, topless and doing makeup, and Nia had hobbled in, sat on the bed talking to her, Nia shook her head slightly to tell me to go, so I dressed in my bedroom, pants, jeans, and a black shirt that has two pockets on the chest. Then I went down to the kitchen to find Ejo was putting bed sheets in the washer. She looked back at me and said, These were in a right mess, and this cover is as well. I see she's kneeling on one of the sofa cushions where Sam and Jess were shagging this morning when I'd overheard her as they again fucked. I nodded, then made us all coffee and tea for Nia, who rarely has coffee.

Ejo joined me at the table, kissed my forehead, took the drinks upstairs, returned a couple of minutes, asked if I was okay, took my hand, and said,

"She didn't mean any of it, you know, Jess loves you; what she was saying to him was her just babbling as she cum; you know how horny she gets and how exciting it is to be fucking someone new; he's a Dom; Jess is submissive therefore will say and do whatever is needed to get her fix; a hard cock fucking her pussy; you know it, you know she's all. Shush, here she is; come now; talk to her; I'll leave you alone."

"Thanks, but I fear you wrong, Ejo; I think she has fallen for him."

"Shss, talk to her."



"Hi, you want another coffee." Pete, I think I'm having one. Sam should be back soon, and it's nearly lunchtime. I hope this outfit is ok for wherever he's planning on taking me to eat. I meant us, taking us to eat. I'm a little surprised about that, actually. I mean taking you along with us. After what was said last night and what we talked about, you know about it because I told you in the bedroom how he has exclusive free use of me for the 36 hours before he takes me to Bristol.

And again this morning, I was saying something to him about him and me when he suddenly said, You were coming with us to lunch today; again tonight, when he takes me out, hopefully dancing in Manchester, you're to come as well, and I'm glad I persuaded him to take you to Bristol with us tomorrow; that way we still live together as a couple for the next ten weeks. Good, yeah."



"Listen, Jess, has Nia not spoken to you? She told you about life in Bristol and how."

"Yes, yes, I know about being shared by the other two, and it's not too bad; we'll get used to it, and it won't affect you anyway. It's the wrong hole for you, and Sam is better at it."


"Bloody hells fire, Jess, you are being taken to Bristol to replace Nia as a whore, a slut to be gangbanged by other men, mostly black men."


Jess jumps up, saying, "Sam's back; he'll tell you you're wrong; he wouldn't do that to me; he loves and cares for me; just wait."

Sam came in the front door. Jess threw her arms around him, kissed him twice, and started to tell him what I'd just said, and his hands pushed her to arm's length and said,

"You both ready. 'I can feel you are, Pete, you wearing what she told you to."

"Oh, sh*t Sam, I forgot to get them for him; shall I take him to put them on now? Sorry, do we have time to go and change now?"

"No, you go and get them; I need a word, and he can change here, go on, upstairs, and give us a couple of minutes, ok, Jess."

She kissed him again and then happily ran upstairs.



Sam then turned to me and said,

"What have you been telling her, you stupid sissy cuckold? If you've done or said anything to make it harder to get her working this Saturday, so help me. I'll make you a proper sissy. I'll rip your fucking balls off with my bare hands, and then I'll tell you what my brothers will do to me if that slut isn't with me In Bristol by Friday evening, so behave; you don't have to be there, but she thinks you're still a couple, and admittingly, you could be a very nice bonus to my brothers. Now shut it; she's coming back."



Jess came down carrying a pair of pink frilly lace knickers, a darker pink, six-strap suspender belt, and a pair of grey stockings, hold-ups that didn't need the belt. She kissed him on the lips, then chucking them on the sofa, and stretching up to put her arms around Sam's neck to begin kissing him again. It lifted the hem of her skirt high enough that I saw bare bum cheeks, so I'm guessing a thong. She kissed him, but he moved his head and told me, "To put them on, sissy, they'll suit you." They start making out, and he's cupping her ass over the skirt. In the meantime, I've taken off my jogging bottoms and panties. I also undid a couple of bottom buttons of my shirt.

"Take that off too; we want to see the true sissy effect, don't we, sweetheart? You have ever seen him in sussies too; I bet he looks as sexy as you will in black ones."

He turned her so she stood in front of him. Jess smirked as I pulled on the pants, giggling, and leaned back, half turning her head to face him as she said.

"Oh, lots of times, I've had him in panties, hold-ups, I've had him in the full works; he has heels and breast forms upstairs; the first time I made him up in full makeup, he cried; till I threatened him; we've been to the seaside; I take her; that's Petrina to dinner at our favourite restaurant and to the pub."

By now, the panties, belt, and stockings are on; I just need to fix them to the suspenders. Sam said, "Hurry up, sissy boy, or you'll miss lunch with my friends. What's the matter? You need momma here to help you get dressed, little sissy boy. Have you got any more sexy stories about him? Jess, I fully understand your need to cuckold the sissy with bigger things."

Jess is back facing me, and I know she's turned on and getting wet and horny, not helped by Sam humiliating me further by lifting her skirt to show me that Jess isn't wearing a thong. Two of his fingers are frigging her bare pussy, and I smell her arousal, and she is biting her bottom lip.

"Do you think your wifey here looks sexy dressed up? Because I do. I can't wait to see you, my sexy little minx, dressed like that, but not in sissy pink--sexy black ones. My friends and me on Saturday night, fuck sweetheart, they'll love you like I do."

With a look of delight on her face, Jess whizzed around, jumping up, arms around his neck, and her legs wrapped around his hips. She excitedly asked, "Do you, do you love me? Say it again, Sam, do you love me."

"Of course, I told you that last night and told you again this morning: What's not to love about you, Jess? You have the sexiest body around, and you like to show it off and make guys love you.
The guys we are going to meet this lunchtime will definitely love you, looking as sexy as you do now.
You know what? I think we better leave your sissy cuck here and just go. I cannot wait for my new business associates to see my pretty girl here in all her glory. Be cruel to take her there; they'd only laugh at her, and I only need my little sex goddess to help. Wash your face, dry your eyes, and stay just like that till we get back, ok? Come on, sweetheart, you can't be late now."



"Oh, okay, bye Pete," she pecked me quickly on the lips, barely touching them, and said, Fuck, you look so sweet and sexy right now; I wish we had time 'cus he made me so wet just now; see you later; love you; bye."



Taking his hand and smiling, they left. Nia and Ejo, who were on the stairs, found me sobbing on the sofa, and both of them tried to cuddle me. Then Ejo went to make a drink, and Nia tried to comfort me, telling me that.

"She'd be back. Jess loves you, Peter."

But all I could think of and say was,

"Why? Why can't she see what he's doing? I mean, can I understand her wanting him? He has the looks, the body, and knows how to please her with that damn big cock of his without hurting her, not like the brothers. I heard her talking of him moving more local after the ten weeks down in Bristol; she mentioned Manchester to him so she could meet up with him, stay over with him there, or come back here. I can't believe it's only been two days for fucks sake."



Nia told me, "I think Jess must be on something; I believe Sam has access to all sorts of stuff and has given her something, not to make her high enough to know but something to make her a bit pliant. I don't know what it is, but when Ervan started dating me over a year ago, it was E's that they used then, but I think it's more subtle now, and hug drug is only for their parties.

You know Jess isn't in love with him; she loves that he's tall, dark, and handsome, has a nice cock to give her everything in bed, and still has you lovingly comforting her, supporting her, and cleaning her used pussy ready for her next fuck."



The talk stopped as Ejo came in with the mugs, handing Nia her phone and mouthing 'Ervan'.
Nia took it, listened, then had a long talk in their language back and forth before throwing the phone away onto the coffee table.
"They're trying to reach Samuel, but he's not picking up, same with the messages; Jess's phone is off, and he is to call home asap. I think someone's been a naughty boy by the sounds of it."



Not knowing how long they would be gone and feeling tired, more drained really, we all took our drinks upstairs to lay down. Nia needed the loo. Ejo started kissing me and said,

"I know you're not in the mood just now; maybe tonight when Jess is back home, but you are turning me on in this underwear. I'd love to wear it for you because seeing you wearing my pants and belt makes me so wet, and I've been so wet for you since yesterday afternoon watching you with them on the other bed."

Just then Nia joined us on the bed, leaning down to kiss me on the lips, and said,

"Jess will be back; she loves you, so don't get too depressed at her having this fling; she needed fucking good; he fucks her good; and you get to have some fun with them, so nobody loses out, and she'll be back quite soon. Now if you need some more fun while we wait, take this: "

Nia held out one of the blue pills that Jess got for me. I picked it up and swallowed it with cold coffee, as Nia continued to say,

"Us black bitches need some fun too; if you want to play, then your girlfriend here wants to try anal, so soon you can fuck us both, side by side, and clean up your own mess!"



Twenty-five minutes later, I'm watching Ejo try out Jess's favourite vibrator, 'George', and finding it slightly too big she said, and Nia is kneeling on all fours and finding Mr. Brown. The huge 10" black one fits in quite nicely as she's 'tag-teamed' by me, but despite the blue pill, I didn't last a dozen strokes before firing off in her ass. Fortunately, Mr. Brown beat me to it, and Nia had orgasmed once just before I disappointed her. And before much else happened, the front door banged shut. I quickly put the pink panties back on as instructed by Sam before lunch and went downstairs.



Jess and Sam had returned earlier than expected as they'd only been gone two hours, Jess came to hug me, her hair, not as it was going out, looked now as if brushed with her fingers, lip-gloss, what was left of it smudged, and when she kissed me, I could smell then taste cum there, which of course meant she had been sucking cock at lunch, maybe for lunch, anyway she kissed me as though she meant it, and as we did I notice also the smell of sex, I knew then she had been fucked as well, Jess glanced outside into the back garden where Sam seemed to be having a heated conversation with someone, and said,
"We had better go upstairs and wait for him."

"Yes, good idea Jess, sorry, but you do need a shower."

"No, he wants to watch you clean me. Two, I know you're dying to ask but won't. It was two South Americans; they talked for a while; I'd been sent out to the garden, then called in. I was told to blow them, and I started sucking the one, maybe a 7-7.5, cock. When I throated it, the other guy told me to try his; it was about 9" but very thick, and I couldn't even get it in my mouth properly.
He called me a stupid slut. I had to suck the first one as thick guy fucked me, fucking forced it in, only using spit, bloody hurt for a while, he stopped so his mate could fuck me, and when he'd cum, I had to clean him including his balls. Mr. thick dick fucked me till he blew a load, sh*t Pete, it felt so good that I cum as well. The one I'd sucked clean did me again, and then we left.

Sam made me sit on a newspaper in the car because I leaked, then stopped down by the park over the road and made me suck him off. It only took about two minutes for him to cum, then he told me not to swallow but to kiss you first when we get in, but it had all dribbled down my throat by then.



Upstairs, Nia asked questions about who, where, and how many were at lunch, and Jess had just started to tell us all when the back door slammed closed. Sam angrily called Nia you fucking bitch, then he's in our bedroom. He took one look at us all lying or sat on the bed together. He told Nia and her sister to go down and make tea or coffee. He went to the bathroom. We heard him peeing, then he came back in and said,

"Change of plans, we're leaving tonight after midnight, you cucky boy will be driving down there, and your lovely wife can keep me company in the back, meanwhile you two need to pack light, a few bras, panties, usual undies, t-shirts, couple of dresses, skirts, whatever you need for washing, makeup, and dresses for a fortnight's holiday down south, you can buy more as needed, you sissy stay like that till I tell you otherwise, for now, go tell them two to fix a sandwich for now, you can send out for dinner later, o yeah and bring me a coffee up to this bedroom, two sugars, your little slut has a job to do. So chop, chop, sissy, and a job for you real soon too!"



I went downstairs to relay his instructions to the others. As soon as Nia saw me, she motioned me over to the utility room, closed the door behind us, and asked me, "Where is he? Which room's he in?"

I told her, "By now he was probably fucking my wife again, but he does want Jess and me to pack clothes for a fortnight afterwards; you two are to stay down here till he calls, and I'm to take his coffee with two sugars up to him; he is fucking her on our bed now; just more humiliation.
Like I have to remain dressed like this until he allows me to change."



"Did Jess say where he took her for lunch?"

"Not really, but she said there was a back garden to a council house in W******; it's about 40 minutes away by car. Why?"

"But you don't know the address or the names of the other two men?"

"A couple of months ago, Ejo heard the brothers talking one evening. Later the same night, Abam went off somewhere in a borrowed car. W****** was mentioned, I'm sure of it. Abam was back suppertime next night, and several phone calls were made. Ervan told me they were pricing up a job that way for Mark Tully, that's all. It would explain why he sent Sam up here so quickly. You'd better take his coffee up. Let's not make him any more mad."



"Why, for fucks sake, do you keep me waiting all the time? You've missed out on a really good treat. I couldn't wait any longer. I sent her to shower, and look, what's here in your sluts wardrobe? Does this belong to you or her? doesn't matter—put it on, and this as well; let's make you real pretty. He had thrown on the bed a very short pink'school uniform' plaited skirt and the wig Jess bought for me that I'd worn once."



I had to stand there in front of him, putting this skirt around my hips, fastening the buckle on the waistband, and the tiny one halfway" down its length, then putting on the brown wig that flicks around my jawline to help disguise my Adam's apple, another part of Petrina Jess tried out, looking at myself in the dressing mirror, topless, just glad he hasn't found the breast forms; they're in the dressing table drawer in front of me. I see the hem of the skirt is in line with my crotch, and I see my semi is spoiling the hang of it, so going to the loo, sitting with the panties pulled down a little, Jess stood drying herself and was wrapped in the towel. She smiled at me, then walked towards Sam sat on the bed, opening the bath sheet, saying as she did so,

"Just lay back, loverboy; I'm going to ride that big, beautiful weapon so it fills me up again."



I stood, turned away from him, and 'tucked', pulled the tight pink panties back into place, checked the stockings were straight, and walked back towards the bed.



Sam, looking at me, seemed to think of something and suddenly said,

"Sh*t! Go and fetch my bag up here; it's by the table. Quickly now, I need you to see this. See how your lovely wifey here rides a real man's cock—one thing she has never done with you, 'eh ladyboy?"



Once again, I do as I'm told and go down to fetch his bag for him. He makes me feel like his slave, a sissy slave at that. As soon as Nia saw me coming down the stairs, she waved me urgently back to the utility room, saying,

"Look, look what's in here; look at this lot."

The sisters have Sam's gym bag open on the floor; there are little zip bags with pills and tablets in them. Ejo lifts clothes up to show a bigger zip-lock bag containing what looks like flour in it.

"Sh*tting hell, have you touched any of that stuff? Have you touched anything at all?"

"No, I only just found it as you were coming down; is it what I think it is?"

"I don't know for sure, Nia, but most likely. Quick, wipe the handles clean. I have to take it up with him. Wipe them now, quickly."



"Took too long again, bitch. See, your hot wife here couldn't wait for my black meat to be back in, and there she goes off again. Missed one. This is number two."

As he said that to humiliate me, telling me how much better he was in comparison, it seemed Jess was joining in his game because she orgasmed hard right then, and if I was feeling sh*t then, well, within another couple of minutes not only was my Jess moaning about cumming again, but she's leaning down, holding his cheeks and kissing him, telling him how fucking good it was, as she continued to ride him, how fucking good lover he was, then she's cumming again even harder this time, and when Sam's orgasm blended in with hers, it was that--that triggered Jess to squirt.
When she had almost stopped shuddering, coming down from such a high, she was kissing him repeatedly, saying "I love you" over and over again.
As the tears started to roll, I walked out of our bedroom and into the guest room where my clothes had been put, hearing Sam shout,

"Come back here, bitch; come on back and clean this slut up."

I just ignored them, both of them, and stripped out of this ridiculous sissy stuff. In the drawer, I found a pair of old Y-fronts, pulled them on, a pair of jeans, and a T-shirt. Then, as I pulled a hoodie over my head, I'm going towards the stairs when Sam comes to the bedroom door, shouting for me to,

"Get back here, you fucking bitch; you hear me!"

"Peter, please, Pete, wait. Come back, Pete."

I paused just long enough to turn my head and look at them both and say,



"Fuck off. Both of you just fuck off."



I continued down and got my trainers on. I told the sisters Nia and Ejo in a hushed voice that,

"I'm off out for a while to clear my head, tell him he's fucking welcome to her, and tell her I need a private word with her before she leaves."



Nia whispered, "What about the bag, the stuff?" But I cut her off by telling her to

"Do nothing, say nothing; you don't know anything about the bag or what's in it, right? Not a thing!"



Getting my phone, laptop, and keys, I head to the front door. Jess is at the top of the stairs, coming down wrapped in the bath sheet she used in the seduction of Sam right there in front of me. She called out.

"Pete, wait, I'm sorry, Peter. I love.

I slammed the door behind me and drove away!



A couple of hours later, I parked up on the other side of the park where Jess had been 'naughty' as she put it with two old men. From here, I could watch the house, hoping Sam didn't leave with Jess before I had the chance to talk. I needed to try and warn her about her lover boy and his plans. More important than that, I must warn her about something else too, something I had to do and the reason I sat here waiting.



At nine-thirty, it's dark, and the front door opens. Out comes Sam with Jess holding his hand. He puts his gym bag in the boot of the car, says something to her, then drives off. I follow carefully until I figure he is heading back to W******, so taking a risk, I take a short cut to a road junction near a pub.

I knew he had to pass to get to the council housing estate around the next corner; thankfully, I was correct, and following him, I saw which house he parked outside of, drove past it, and returned to the pub, outside of which is still an old phone box. I knew this one actually worked; I'd used it only about four hours ago. I made another call, then drove home, not knowing what was left there for me.



I stopped the car out on the road, switched off, and sat there, not sure what I'd find there. Ejo would be pleased to see me and would take my side in any row. Nia, a long-term friend of Jess who has also been in the same place as her friend Jess, would take her side. Where did that leave me?

I'm in an FLR as far as sex goes; I am submissive to Jess and have to be with my shortcomings.

But earlier this morning, I had heard her whisper endearments to another man whilst she fucks him on our sofa, and again this afternoon, she goes even further by professing love, not only of this guy's cock but Sam himself, whilst again she's fucking him, this time on our marriage bed and with me standing right there beside them. Just what am I to do about that?



More to the point, just now, if Nia and her sister can't convince Jess not to go to Bristol with him, is it likely she will listen to me? Fucked if I know, I only know I love my wife and know I must try, so I let myself in.

Jess is upstairs. Nia was sitting at the dining table. Ejo's making a brew. She looked around, smiled, and mouthed, 'Coffee. I nodded yes, realising I'd not had anything to drink, hot or cold, since late lunch at about 2 o'clock. Nia also smiled and said, "Where did you go? You've been gone over 7 hours. Jess has been out of her mind, so worried you had 'gone', that she went upstairs crying when you came back but didn't come in. She did see you just sitting out there ages in the car.

She went on to tell me Sam went out over two hours ago, saying he'd be back at midnight, and Jess was to be ready and waiting for him. Ejo came through with a mug of coffee and two teas, giving one to Nia and saying,

"Taking this up with Jess unless you want to?"

I shook my head, not yet. Nia then went on to tell me that they, the two sisters, were not welcome in that house again, that Ervan had dumped Nia, and that any stuff they wanted brought out of the house to give Jess a list on the phone, and if she comes back, maybe in a couple of months, unless Jess decides not to, she'd bring the stuff with her.

It irritated me that Sam was so confident that Jess would end up loving the brothers and that lifestyle so much that I'd soon forget about it. I asked Nia,

"Any luck changing her mind about all this?"

"No, two things though: one, she is enjoying Sam too much; he's handsome; his cock is just right for her, and he does; even you have to admit, he does fuck her so well; him keeping her needy on whatever; and lunchtime with the other two; she was on the hug drug and still high when in your bed this afternoon.

Two, all she goes on about with this weekend, the next ten weeks, is about all the money she'll earn, more than enough to take you away on a proper honeymoon aboard somewhere, or even sell up here and move, using the earnings to live on for a while with you. Peter, it's all about you; yes, she's a bit besotted with Sam at the moment, but when he stops giving, and he will, and by 'he' I really mean them, all three brothers; cause they're like the three musketeers, all for one, etc.
Look what happened to me; first, I'm with one brother; within weeks, the two of them; six months in all three; then, just like that, out on my ear with next to nothing to show for it; as to all the money she can earn, twelve months in, and I've got a couple of grand in the bank; Ejo has maybe a couple of hundred."



Ejo came down and said, "Jess doesn't understand, won't listen to me, but as it's half past two, he said he'd be back at midnight and on the road by one. She assumes either something has happened to him or he has fucked off home already, and you and I know that Sam wouldn't go home without Jess if his brothers didn't hurt him; Mark Tully would most likely kill him; that's his stuff in the gym bag; Mark is the local drugs lord.

Anyway, she wants a drink. She's thirsty and would prefer a long beer; she also wants to see you Pete, see if you're okay or still angry, see that you've not been fighting or anything stupid, and also needs to tell you something herself."

"Beer is in the grey cupboard; marked 'power tools' in the corner; of the utility room; bring us all one please; take Jess one up; tell her to, no; ask her to freshen up; and if she'd like to join us down here; we'll have another beer and discuss what's next."



Jess came down some fifteen minutes later and sat opposite me at the table. I held her hand as we all first agreed that both Nia and Ejo would stay here for a couple of weeks using our guest room, allowing breathing space to sort their problems out.

Next was the fact that Jess needed to work out what the hell she wanted and who she wanted. Also, she needs to normalise her life here, like work, going back to school on Monday, getting back to her fitness routine, etc., and checking in on her mother too!





We listened to the local news at six a.m. on the TV. One item of interest was that the police arrested five men last night during a raid carried out on a house located on a council estate in W******. Police spokesmen said the house had been under surveillance for some time and acted now based on an anonymous tip-off, and a quantity of items were removed from the house.

Unconfirmed reports suggest at least two of the men arrested were foreign nationals, possibly South Americans, with links to a drugs cartel.



As for those of you who have followed my story (many thanks, btw.), it's been two weeks since all this happened. To be honest, I've not been in the right mind to write up my journal. I hope you understand.



Things are still a bit strained around here; Jess is at work, and the two girls have gone out somewhere. It's awkward to try and talk with Jess with the girls here, and I'm hoping to get some time alone with her over this weekend because I'd like to move on from this.