She Deserves Bigger and Better! Chapter 17
Wow, what a week! It has been a while since my last update and I hope this catches up with some of you.
Monday morning, I found myself waking up to the sound of music coming from the kitchen. Upon hearing this, I assumed it was Jess getting ready for her morning run. Being the good husband that I am, I got up to make a cup of coffee. However, my plan was interrupted as I heard the front door open and close. Minutes later, Ejo entered our bedroom and her arms were around me in a split second.
Whispering into my ear, she said, "Good morning, Peter. I couldn't wait any longer."
I acknowledged her and said, "Give me a few minutes; let me finish brushing my teeth and hair, and get dressed. I'll join you downstairs."
She replied, "Jess told me to join you in bed instead. I don't think she knew you were up yet. I figured this would surprise you to find me in bed instead of her."
I didn't have the heart to tell Ejo that we were supposed to go shopping before she and her wife arrived. We were supposed to have dinner and some drinks to loosen up before heading to bed.
"But I thought you weren't coming until later," I said.
"Screw all that," she exclaimed. "I'm ready now and see you are too. So, two minutes, mister, to brush your teeth. I'll go and tell Jess to keep your coffee warm."
Ejo left the room and returned shortly after, carrying my cup of coffee. I noticed the spoon had a blue pill on it. Embarrassed, I asked her why.
"You won't need that just now," she said. "It will be useful later this evening if you're going to satisfy all three of us. But for now, just one quick fuck, my first with any man, and you won't hurt me. You're not the one who broke my heart. Nia was the one."
"I just hope I don't disappoint you," I said.
"You won't," she said. "Do you like my outfit? It was bought for this moment."
She entered our bedroom wearing an oatmeal-colored suit. I thought the bottom half of it was a maxi-length skirt but it turned out to be baggy trousers. She untied the top and unzipped and buttoned her waistband, revealing a white 1/2 cup bra and tiny thong set. Her nipples were hard, tenting the sheer mesh of the bra, and her hairless sexual area was wet through the thong. Seeing my lustful gaze, she said we should hurry as the others were waiting downstairs to make breakfast.
As she said this, Ejo pulled the bows on either side of the thong and lifted back the duvet to join me in bed. Kissing me, she whispered in my ear, "Let me do this my way. This will be quick. And don't worry--just cum when you're ready. This time, I just want to feel your orgasm with me."
At this, she reached between us and gripped my dick to help position it. Withdrawing her hand, she slid down and took me fully, then took a long pause before moving down, forcing her clitoris to rub against my hard dick. She kissed me and then sat upright, placing her hands behind her on my thighs. She pushed up slightly and dropped, then made a figure-eight movement with her hips before lifting, dropping, and repeating the movement several times. She was swaying her hips so much that her large puffy nipples pushed through the 1/2 cup sheer bra. Despite being wet, her vagina was so tight it gripped my dick so tightly that after only a few cycles, I had to concentrate to count backwards and think about the distance between our house and Ghent in Belgium, but ultimately failed to do anything but focus on the feeling of her tightness around me.
As I neared my climax, I announced it to her and Ejo urged me to cum. In under five minutes, I was cumming into her hot cunt, and she was milking me dry, saying yes, yes, oh my love, yes! repeatedly.
I quickly started to shrink and soften, causing her to halt the intense thrusting and instead rub her Fuba against my mound, attempting to keep my softer dick stimulating her clitoris to orgasm. We switched positions, allowing me to clean her up and provide her with the much-needed orgasm, but both heard Jess calling us down for breakfast and Ejo commenting,
"Great, I can keep your semen for a while longer. Hurry up, let's go downstairs before they discover we've already had intercourse and that you've transformed me into a woman, and later, I want to make love with the genuine you, Petrina."
We left the bed. I headed to the bathroom, and Ejo inquired if she could borrow a pair of underwear as her current ones wouldn't contain your semen. I replied, "Top drawer on the other side of the bed," and she selected a red thong that seemed snug on her as she has a wider waist than me. Then, she hastily got dressed again and went down, having flushed the toilet, rinsed her hands, and donned some light blue boxer briefs, tucking herself unconsciously, and wore one of Jess's short kimono coats.
After eating, Nia and Ejo were escorted to the area where everyone would be sleeping. Then, we all took showers and dressed. Jess and I wore athletic attire, the only difference being that Jess wore a sports bra with a T-shirt over it, and mine was masculine with a T-shirt. Ejo appeared as she had arrived earlier. Nia looked gorgeous in a flowy beige running skirt/short combination with a matching top over a white lacy bra, accentuating her 34b bust. We drove around town, pointing out landmarks, then made a brief stop for a coffee, and then stored food for an entire army at the supermarket.
Once the groceries were put away, Nia, who had driven up overnight with Ejo beside her, decided to rest for a few hours. Jess went to the guestroom with her, and Ejo questioned if we could take a break before applying Petrina's makeup, seeing that a table for four was booked for 7:30 pm at the Harvest Moon.
Jess and Nia retired immediately. Ejo and I took showers first, washing each other's hair. She took great care to clean my tiny penis before taking it fully into her mouth and draining my testicles. After wrapping her in a fluffy white towel and instructing her to go change into bed, I had a quick shave, and as I washed off, Jess entered, embraced me from behind, and informed me that both were sound asleep already, with Nia being too tired to even engage in sex.
She descended to prepare tea. I concluded my preparations and donned my jogging bottoms. I joined her in the kitchen. Jess had prepared a pot of tea, and after pouring it, we sat together on the sofa.
After taking a sip of her tea, Jess remarked,
"I presume, based on her grin this morning and her decision to wear your undergarments, that you had sex with Ejo this morning; she appeared pleased, and how was it for you, Pete?"
"Well, my dear, she is not you, but she is not as timid or inexperienced as you once were. Although you were different when we first started sleeping together, she is not timid or inexperienced. In fact, it seemed like someone gave her a script with instructions on what to do. I wonder who?"
"I merely provided a few suggestions and tips, a little guidance, really, so?"
"Well, following the initial greeting and welcome kiss, the innocent and shy lesbian younger sister ordered me back into bed, instructing me to do so within two minutes when she came down for my coffee. She also told me not to require the pill this morning but to take it this evening to satiate all three of us.
Then, standing in the center of the room, she removed her clothing, leaving her nearly naked undergarments, climbed on top of me, commanding me to do nothing as she would manage everything. When I was ready, she demanded that I ejaculate inside her, disregarding her condition, stating that she longed for my penis to fill her with semen. Then, she requested tight underwear to contain it for several hours, especially for the next day." She is, in no way, the slightest timid or naive, nor is she a lesbian.
The girl may be a little timid but not completely oblivious. She's seen what happened during their stay and what ensued, and in terms of being a lesbian, she's 19, had one unpleasant experience with a guy, conforted by Nia, they slept together a few times until you, similar to me and how I used to be. Then you came in and showed her a better approach. Now look at her, an unstoppable nymphomaniac, and by the end of the week, Ejo will be identical.
She wants to meet Petrina in person as well. She wants to assist with your makeup.
Yep, Jess, about Petrina, I agree. We've pleasured each other, will continue to do so privately. But why show her off in public? We initially practiced it at home, then you present me as Petrina publicly, followed by Nia and Ejo and maybe even both of you and Petrina visiting them in Bristol?
Jess, I adore you. I can be Petrina for you in private, but I'm not comfortable doing it in public, okay, love?
"Oh, Pete, I thought you enjoyed it all—everything you know—being Petrina, being feminine, making love as Petrina instead of a man? You're aware I adore you both in bed, right? And I believed you liked Petrina because you feel less inadequate when making love to me."
"So, Jess, it appears we've reached the truth: you think I'm inadequate as a man, and you prefer me as a husband, correct?"
"No, Pete, that's absolutely not the point. You always spoke of me having bigger and better, and I was thrilled with how you made love to me. I still am, as evidenced by our discovery of anal. The only exception is a huge black cock."
But it was you who instigated me to flirt with big men. You got aroused observing me, and it seemed like you were pressuring me to screw someone. The first one was Aiden with his massive black cock, and now I'm hooked on big guys. And I learned I'm submissive to alpha males. How much I crave being a slut to anyone with a sizable cock that desires to use me. Even the times Milo and Clive appeared at the hotel, I was extremely turned on and elated. Do you recall me being so quiet the next day? It was because I regretted not having intercourse with all of them the night before. I wish we had invited all of them to our room, but that would have only been with no anal. So anxious, I desired a gangbang, but without anal."
At that moment, we both heard the sounds of the bathroom in use. Jess whispered to me,
"I love you, Pete; we'll discuss this more soon, I promise; perhaps when they've departed. But I'm not losing you now. I need you."
We kissed, and Jess went to make the kettle, leaving me watching a stunning vision coming down the stairs.
Coming down the stairs was a pair of sisters who resembled opposing angels. The elder, Nia, is 24, of dark skin, has short dark hair, 34b-26-37 measured, dark erect 1/2"-long nipples situated directly above her centerline, a slim waist and tummy like Jess, hips wider than average, bare down below, gorgeous legs, radiant eyes, and a wonderful wicked grin.
Her sister, Ejo, is 19, has milder brown skin, long glossy black hair, around a 32b-28-38 frame, nipples tantalizingly pointing up, seeming perpetually erect and approaching 1" length, has a FUPA and a bigger derrière than Nia or Jess, has recently become bare, as when we were in Bristol, she had sparse hairless hair there, but I'm assuming it's been waxed now, and she also has shorter legs. But she's effortlessly engaging to talk to, and I appreciated her company and aid during our visit to Bristol when Jess surrendered herself to not only Mark but Nia's boyfriend Ervan and his sibling Abam, both of whom indulged in her this entire night with incredible endurance. It's phenomenal.
The two sisters were absolutely drool-worthy as they descended the stairs. Ejo had on a delicate white baby-dress and a white thong, while Nia wore a white thong not even remotely concealed by the almost transparent white batwing negligee, which fastened at the neck only, with a barely-there strip of faux fur around every edge. It looked stunning against her deep mahogany-hued skin. I caught a glimpse of her rearview; she was as bare as can be. I had to have sex with that sister before Friday, whether I got Jess's approval or not!
As we planned a table booking for 7:30 tonight, Ejo inquired if me or Petrina would accompany them to dinner. Fortunately, Jess spoke up before I announced my answer to say that Petrina no longer went out, following that incident where I feared I almost lost him. But tomorrow, after shopping at the mall and a lunch, we could likely organize an almost-slumber party for the girls in the afternoon, followed by them coming over on Thursday before you return home on Friday for an evening out with Pete acting as chauffeur.
Ejo appeared slightly discontented for a moment, before inquiring what we'd do until then. Nia proposed a jaunt around the pond we'd mentioned, this time during daylight.
Jess hemmed and hawed, gazing at me, and I casually shrugged, prompting Jess to say:
"It's too far to stroll, but if we get ready for dinner now, we could leave, travel in the same car, walk the loop, then drive to the restaurant, have a brief drink at a local pub, and ultimately return home for an early night. What do you all think?"
Jess and Nia went upstairs first to wash and dress, leaving Ejo straddling me on the sofa, her arms wrapped around my neck, kissing me passionately. Reflexively, I was sporting an erection, which she dry-humped for a while before we had to head up to prepare.
In the bathroom, Ejo showered while I shaved, and I showered while she touched up her makeup in the mirror after cleaning her teeth.
Once we returned to the bedroom, we found Jess and Nia both in bras and knickers. Ejo opted for a trouser suit she had been wearing, merely adding a pair of boy-short panties and omitting a bra.
With Jess providing me with a pair of lemonade blue lace panties and dark blue hold-ups, I donned them, securing myself. Both Nia and Ejo were curious about my method, and then Jess inquired:
" Jeans or trousers tonight?"
"I prefer jeans," I replied.
Designing trousers, we were all set to go; I took us to the tranquil country park, where we strolled around the pond. Returning to the vehicle, Jess narrated the events that transpired that night. Then, we made our way to the Chinese restaurant. At 9:15, we stopped at a nearby pub, while I was at the bar, the girls claimed a table and Jess discussed the young pool players she had teased in here. However, the pub was much quieter than usual, so we departed quickly. In the car, Nia and Jess made out, generating quite some heat. Ejo and I talked some about the various European locations I've visited because of my occupation. Overall, a beautiful evening, which was about to veer off course.
Once home, Jess instructed me to prepare a coffee and uncork the wine, with the girls returning shortly. Then, Ejo questioned me,
"Would I truly be comfortable with Jess sleeping with others, even like her sister, for example? And why do I have such a gorgeous wife like Jess when she's allowed to shag anyone she pleases?
Because if we were husband and wife, I wouldn't sleep with anyone else; I'd only want you, Pete. It's not the same for Jess – she's driven by the quest to experience different lovers. Jess directed me to immediately go to you this morning and take the pill she instructed me to provide to you. By the way, she informed me that you must take one with your coffee and no more booze for the evening; she believed you had a busy night ahead." Then, in a softer voice, Ejo divulged: "My sister yearns to try something smaller. Ervan's substantial cock still causes her distress even two years later."
I swallowed a blue pill with my morning coffee, and we relocated to the sofa. Ejo had removed her corporate attire, now only donning her brief boy-shorts panties. We exchanged numerous kisses and caresses as we discussed Jess and the deal where she sometimes engages in sex with larger penises. In this female-led relationship, Ejo is the one in charge during sex or any other aspect of our 95% equal partnership. She had already stripped off my shirt and jeans, and we were almost totally stretched out on the couch, me beneath her and one of her fingers sliding down the opening of my underwear.
"I adore how you can make it vanish completely, even your testicles," she murmured.
Just then, we heard the toilet flush, indicating they had concluded their activities for the moment and were preparing to descend. Thus, both of us rose from the sofa.
We heard Jess tittering about something Nia did or said, followed by a horrendous scream and the sound of someone tumbling down the steps. I bolted up the stairs, intending to find Nia, who had apparently fallen and was likely injured.
I found Nia weeping and clutching her leg. Jess urged her to stay put, then ordered me to phone for an ambulance urgently. The responding operator estimated that it would take at least one hour or more for them to arrive.
Jess and I traveled upstairs and dressed. Ejo donned her work clothing again while we adopted Nia and carried her out of the house to the vehicle. Due to how we positioned ourselves, I had Nia's head cushioned against me, while Jess maneuvered the driver's seat. The duration of the commute, I attempted to humor Nia in an effort to alleviate her distress, inquiring about her fantasy of joining me on the backseat while both of us were aroused. She asked if I was passionate about her and if I was aroused before her hand shifted just slightly to understand the situation.
"I took a pill almost an hour ago, but I'm in great pain and engorged," I said.
Nia responded by inquiring if she would address this situation once my medical condition was resolved. "I'll handle you, Peter, promise," she whispered.
We finally made it home by breakfast time. Jess assisted Nia upstairs to use the restroom and to transfer her to our bed for recuperation. Miraculously, nothing appeared to be fractured – but there was a sprained ankle, a badly bruised knee and hip, and on one arm.
With Jess and Ejo settled at the breakfast table, we discussed the following few days and the possibility of their return, given that Ejo cannot drive and Nia may not recover for a week or more. Ejo relayed that her father had phoned twice throughout the night to inquire about Nia's whereabouts and potential mishaps. Since Nia had left her phone in our house, he was suspicious of her activities.
After consuming our meal and a beverage, Ejo phoned home to update her father about Nia's condition and engaged in a five-minute conversation in their native tongue. Ten minutes later, her father called, seeking to speak with me. I had to confirm the events and validate that Nia was not with someone else. He rambled on about how Nia was supposed to return for a job this weekend since the previous guy, Mark Tully, was impressed with Jess, remarking that she's a fiery beauty who enjoys receiving more intense sex than just a vigorous screw; she delights in accepting all the dick I can supply throughout the night. I had to decline her availability for the weekend work, citing alternate plans.
Ejo returned after checking on her sister and suggested that we retire and take a brief nap. She intended to relax in the bedroom and call us if necessary.
Jess and I ascended to the guest room and disrobed. As I removed my underwear, my penis sprang upright. Jess commented, "Oh, I nearly forgot that you popped a blue pill last night, and it's working. That's good since I struggle to sleep during the day, so my dear little body allows both of us to climax and take a break."
I climbed into bed as Jess checked on Nia, and then she joined me, face-sitting me. She must've been really turned on because she made me cum rather quickly. Afterwards, she moved into the doggy position, indicating that she wanted anal. As I pushed my hard dick into her, Ejo entered the room to share some news – Ervan had contacted them, and Sam would be arriving soon by train. My instructions were to meet him at the station at 6:28 pm. While telling us this, Ejo stayed and watched as I penetrated Jess from behind. After a while, Jess said, "Come and sit here and let me please you," encouraging Ejo to take a seat on a pillow against the headboard, making it easier for Jess to lick Ejo's vagina until she reached a climax.
I awoke at 3:30 pm and found myself passing our bed, where I saw Jess in between Nia's thighs, her hand pushing firmly against Nia's mound as Nia moaned in pleasure. I went to the bathroom for a quick pee, wash, and toothbrushing. I then returned to my side of the bed to grab some clean underwear. Nia guided me towards her, kissed me, and thanked me for the incredible night – she was particularly thankful for what she and Jess had experienced together. She also kissed me briefly, and when they heard us talking, Jess looked at me with a smile on her face, prompting another brief kiss before leaving them alone. I went to the guest room, put on my beige boy-shorts and joggers, and prepared a cup of coffee.
When I entered the kitchen, Ejo greeted me, kissed me, and inquired if I preferred tea or coffee and if I wanted pancakes. I took a cup of tea and skipped the pancakes. She informed me that I needed to fetch Samual at 6:28 pm and mentioned that she wished he wasn't coming. Apparently, she considers him disrespectful toward women, as he previously mentioned that he should've had a chance with Jess before we even entered the scene. Additionally, their siblings' various comments about Jess's sexual prowess didn't help the situation – they claimed Jess couldn't get enough and Sam hadn't learned how to properly please a woman during sex.
Jess and Nia joined us in the kitchen for a meal, chatting over some tea and coffee. We all determined that they wouldn't be travelling back that night or even the next day. Instead, we'd wait until Thursday.
Before going to pick up Samual, I climbed the stairs and asked Ejo if she could accompany me, but suggested she wait behind as I wanted a private chat with him first. Ejo agreed, then kissed me fervently before I left. As I traveled to the nearest station to meet Sam, he approached my car, threw the back door open, and placed his gym bag inside, then commented on my tardiness, noting that the police had passed by twice and he had called our house to inform them of his whereabouts.
Having driven there, I arrived almost 20 minutes late. "Sorry, Sam, I got stuck behind an accident on my way here," I explained.
My name is Samuel, but only my family can call me Sam. I'm curious why you didn't bring your woman with you? She's missing out on this amazing experience! A few weeks ago, you left home early, and she never had a chance to enjoy this wonderful device with me. You just have casual relationships, while I teach them how to please a man. Don't you get it?
I'm certain she was upset that you left early, making her miss out on all of us.
Excuse me, Sam, but my wife isn't a slut, and she deserves respect. In my house, you must respect any boundaries she puts in place. If she says no, then it's no. Got it?
Man, you're not showing me respect now? You know that all white women crave black cock; you know she'll choose my large cock over your small white one tonight, wouldn't you? Did you know that even Ervan said your wife was tight, like a virgin on their first time together? It took him a few sessions to fully penetrate her. Abam said the same; it wasn't until the second time that he could fully enter her.
I understand that sometimes my wife prefers larger partners, but she seems to be enjoying female companionship right now. Between Nia and Ejo, and with me providing any required dick, they're all getting pleasure. When are you planning on returning to Bristol?
Ervan requested that I persuade her to come with us. Since Nia is injured and unable to work for a short time, he even suggested that I may leave her and the useless Ejo with you while he visits. Perhaps Jess would return to us at some point; maybe next week is her birthday.
Jess is not going anywhere with you, especially to Bristol. She is my wife, and she'll be back to work on Monday. Nia and Ejo are welcome to stay until she is healthy and can drive again. You didn't need to come all the way here.
Your ho needs to come here and work for us for a while. Trust me; she can easily earn over a grand in just one weekend if I teach her how to please black men. Consider having her try that. She'll thank you later!
During the drive, he never once asked about Nia's condition or asked how she was injured. He only cared that she didn't work that weekend.
He is only 20, and his birthday is coming up soon. He has the air of a young African dictator, similar to the one I've seen on TV, Idi Amin. I doubt Nia would fall for his smooth talking.
I'm astonished. Throughout the 35-minute drive, he didn't speak about Nia's health. His only concern was that she couldn't work that weekend.
He carries himself like an arrogant African dictator, as I witnessed on TV with Idi Amin.
I can't imagine Jess falling for his smooth talking. I wouldn't either.
As I pulled up behind Nia's car on the driveway, Sam jumped out before I could even turn off the engine. "I'm going to say hello; don't forget to bring my bag inside with you; I have some great weed and other stuff in there."
As I exited the car, I could see through the window into the living room and see the sofa with Nia and Ejo just getting up to greet me. Sam scowled at Nia, ignored Ejo entirely, and went straight to Jess in the kitchen. Although I couldn't see clearly due to his position, I assume his hands are now on her breasts. Jess turned away from him, and I saw her mouth say hello, Sam. He kissed her quickly, then more passionately, which she reciprocated for a moment before turning back to her cooking. I grabbed his bag from the back seat, locked the car, and entered the house.
I put his bag down on the table and inquired, "How was Nia feeling? Had her leg improved?" She wondered if I was alright and had Sam said anything. I responded by sharing his plan,
"Ervan wasn't going to leave you two here, but rather head back to Bristol to carry out his job for the weekend and temporarily replace you in bed until you could drive home again.
Sam probably wanted to persuade her to work down there, believing she would make a lot of money in just ten weeks–no joke, thousands. Then, if she wanted to return here, she could."
Nia mentioned that she had tried to call him at home but it directed her to voicemail. So, it seemed like his intent was to replace her with Jess, as he had mentioned my wife a few times since I left. Not only did he praise her for her skills in bed, but he'd also discussed how news of her talents was spreading through word of mouth via Mark Tully. He had also revealed that he'd spoken about wanting a white woman that wouldn't refuse him. Nia casually pointed toward the kitchen, revealing that Ervan had raped her twice over the table in both her holes before anyone else got home, Abam had likewise had sex with her in the shower, and then Ervan had intercourse with her in bed twice, coupled with deeper throat sex and more. She shook her head as he then awakened her before going to work. This continued, leading to her refusal. Angered, Ervan expressed his frustration that Jess wouldn't turn him down.
Nia requested that I go and grab them some wine, preferably a bottle. Ejo obediently rose and stepped next to Nia, so I announced, "I'll go," and headed into the kitchen. The sight of Jess kneeling with Sam's large, dark cock in her mouth, moving from deep-throat to the tip, shocked me. Sam caught my eye, beaming and extended his arm to position it around my neck, then informed me,
"She's a pro, your wife is an excellent cocksucker, and by morning, she'll be able to please me–as well as any black guy I instruct her to please. She loves my black cock, don't you ho? You need to kneel down and ask her if she adores my black cock filling her throat."
Wondering if Jess was okay or in fear, I complied and dropped to my knees. Yet, she wouldn't allow her gaze to meet mine, so whispering close to her ear without alerting Sam, I inquired,
"Are you all right? Did he force or threaten you into this? What's making you perform oral sex for him?"
As the dark cock, coated with her saliva, whose veins pulsated slightly, shifted from the skin behind its head to the hair near her nose, I posed the question a second time. However, even with my hand gripping the base of his erection, she withdrew just enough to speak, directing her statement toward me,
"Take a look at it! It's so dark and hard that I had to try it. Taste it, Pete–it's better than Ervan's semen. Go on, taste it; you prefer black semen, and soon he'll be blowing his load in your wife."
Sam moved his hand to grip the back of my head. Jess leaned in and kissed my lips, sharing Saliva from his cock with me. Sam then embraced my lips, as Jess reached for his dark shaft again. I recoiled yet Jess insisted,
"Finish him. I'll go prepare the dinner."
Sam ordered, "Cucky, you finish him, and then I'll have the main course."
Just as Sam said he was shooting, I glanced at Jess receiving her facial and ensuring that she swallowed the final discharges.
Upon leaving, Sam exclaimed, "Damn boy, you almost wasted that load; better not try wasting it again. I'm off to the bathroom, which way is it, upstairs?"
I directed Ejo to find the guest restroom.
Jess kissed me, and I returned her affection by licking her lips and cheek. We proceeded to serve the lasagna that Ejo had made while we were in bed.
Throughout dinner, the conversations remained hushed. Sam admonished Nia for being so messy and berated Ejo for his inability to care for his sister. After finishing, he told Nia, "Stop being so pointless; help Pete get the table cleared and washed." Looking in my direction, he added, "[...]"
It's best to bring Jess more wine since we have a lot of things to talk about tonight. However, please leave us alone for a while. I need to talk to her. Hurry up, would you?
Ejo couldn't carry the plates to the kitchen, she told me,
"Pete, if you do anything to upset him, he can easily hurt you. He's a bigger guy who lifts weights and fights, he injured a boy in school once, and he'd cause you a lot of harm. Also, he wants to have sex with Jess multiple times tonight. I'll be sleeping with Nia in your bed for safety. Quick, take this wine to them."
I went ahead and took two clean glasses, a bottle of wine, a bottle of vodka, and a small jug of orange to the table. They were now on the sofa, and Sam had his hand up on Jess's thigh. When I overheard him talking about making twelve grand in ten weeks and a grand by Sunday night, I gave Jess a glass of white wine. Then, when he asked me for a scotch, I informed him of the lack of that particular drink in our home, which led him to say,
"You're not being hospitable to your guests. You should have scotch for situations like these."
Jess asked what they were celebrating, and Sam replied,"You're a teacher, but tonight I'm the teacher, you're the student, and by tomorrow, the first part of your education will be over, and you'll be saying yes, begging me yes. Now, pour me a large vodka."
I went back to the kitchen, asking Ejo where Nia was. While she was using the bathroom and going to sleep, she mentioned that Nia wanted a cuddle from me if Jess wasn't there. But Ejo gave me a blue pill and coffee.
Sam called me again as Jess was halfway up the stairs,"She's gone to the bathroom, and he told her to wear something sexier than her joggers, part of the training. Let's see if she'd follow orders, yeah."
Sam then asked me to tell her to go back to Bristol with him because she's needed there. Since I didn't mind, he mentioned that Nia and George would look after things here. I approached Jess, who was now wearing a white thong and a white negligee tied only at the neck, like the one Nia wore the other night. Her beautiful red hair had been brushed out and she wore a bit of makeup on her eyes and pink lip gloss.
Sam just looked at the beauty in front of him and said,"Time for school, and you get to watch and learn. You also get to clean the bitch after each lesson. If you're a good boy, I might let you clean me up before we all sleep."
And that's when we both learned that having huge penises isn't necessarily the best.
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