She Deserves Bigger & Better!

This, I think, is going to be the last published segment of my journal.

I shall, of course, continue to keep the journal private. I don't regret publishing it, which was done purely on a whim, late one night. I'm not a writer by any means; I've kept a journal and have done so since I was 19.

Jess has always known I write one, but it wasn't until in the new year that she found out I published some of it, and she wasn't too pleased about the way I portray her sometimes, in particular about her and Samuel.

I had thought of running a Poll on the subject but decided not to. I know there is some interest in my life's story, some good, some not so. And I wish I had the chance to answer 'Anonymous User, about ch18 & 20 etc.

But unless a few readers express real interest in my continuing, then it will end at this.

Thanks for taking the time to read and for all of the comments!

Pete.

Saturday Evening.

Having made sure I've dressed appropriately so as not to be refused entrance to a nightclub--t-shirt, shirt, jacket, trousers, shoes, socks, even plain unisex boy shorts--hopefully I won't be refused.

Ejo seemed to have not gotten into this clubbing vibe as far as dressing for it. Her little black dress was short for her, borrowed from Jess, it's mid-thigh, worn with dark tights and low heels; silver eyeshadow; long false lashes; neutral lip gloss gave her lips a wet look; white plastic hoop earrings; and a white clutch bag completed the look. Twice she asked me if she looked okay before leaving, again before going to the club.

Nia, what can I say about Nia's look other than that she's going to get shagged, possibly more than once?

She's wearing a metallic silver halter neck, bare-backed, and just long enough to cover her bum standing, and with no bra on her 34dd or 36c boobs, depending on which bra, but not able to wear one with that dress, a bit of side boob should keep all the guys hovering. Over-the-top eye makeup is in the same silver shade as her sister, but more of it, as well as silver lip gloss. Getting in the car, I saw she had a silver G-string or thong on to cover her bald pussy.

Jess too looks like she's out for a good time, she has on a white lacy mini skirt, a white lace halter-neck top, tied behind the neck in a bow, the lower straps going all around the back to the front, and ties under the bust. She too is braless and wears a white thong; it is easy to see her bare bum through the lacy skirt. Much more subtle eye makeup than the others, matte pink lip gloss; also, someone had braided two side bits of her hair near the front that then went around to the back of her head and joined together in Germanic style; and in 3" heels--to me, she looked stunning!

Jess wore flats to drive there in and changed to her heels in the carpark near the station. Good job we had coats or jackets; a bloody fair walk to the club, over 30 minutes of queue to get in, but in early at 1030 pm, we even got a table. It seems I ended up guarding the coats, drinks, and table again. Ejo stayed with me most of the time, dragged out onto the floor by one or the other now and again, but by midnight she hardly left my side.

At about half twelve, Jess told me to dance with her as it was now her birthday, and it was a slower one. We danced, her arms around my neck as we swayed and shuffled, and we kissed as it ended to return to the table. Some black dude was sitting beside Jess, his hand high on her thigh and her hand on his arm to ensure it didn't go higher. Ejo asked about Nia; where was she?

Jess said to this guy, "This is my husband coming to take me to dance."

He got up; boy, he was a tall guy, about 6'4, maybe 5", and he said,

"You shouldn't leave pretty ladies alone, especially your hot wife, and I think your friend Nia might still be with my pal Leon; I'll go and see."

Jess told us both that she had,

"I last saw her about half an hour ago dancing with Davu's mate."

"And who was that here with his hand up your skirt?"

"I just told you his name's Davu, and he didn't have his hand up my skirt, I wouldn't let him. Just because I let him touch my bum when we were dancing out there, here's Nia now."

Nia came and lent on the table, drank her Tia Maria and Coke, then Ejo's Vodka orange, then said,

"I need to go pee and clean up. Coming Jess?"

All three traipsed off to the ladies, and while they were gone, I twice saw Davu and a couple of other guys heading my way, then via away towards the gents and coming back. It was twenty minutes before the girls headed back, with Nia holding some guy by the hand. Jess paused just long enough to tell me to get the drinks in, she'd keep an eye on Nia, and Ejo sat down beside me.

I asked her to stay with the table, I'd pop to the gents and the bar, and she asked for just Fanta orange. When I got back, Ejo told me that her sister had been fucked by Leon and some other bloke, in a darkened corner, only one of them wore a condom. She was on about going back to Davu's pad and catching the train back in the morning, but Jess hopefully dissuaded her from that risk.

Ejo and I talked for a while, waiting for the other two to come back, about starting work on Monday, and also about how, for me, this 20th birthday today is really special and how she'd like a repeat of us together, but of course, she understood things as they are. With Jess and I making another go of it, she again mentioned Petrina and how she'd love time in bed with her too! but again understood.

At about that point, I excused myself, as it's been about 45 minutes since Nia and Jess disappeared into the crowds, hand in hand with two fellas on the packed dance floor. It took me some fifteen minutes to locate them, and I had expected to see them dancing.

When I spotted red hair with braids of Jess, she had her arm wrapped around the neck of a big black guy while sitting side-saddle on his lap, his one arm clear around the bare skin of her waist, she was laughing at something another guy beside them had said, as I moved closer I saw her other hand on the unseen arm till then, of the guy holding her, his hand up under her lace top, covering her whole tit, I did an about turn, moved through the dancing crowd, seeing several white girls with black fellas, some girls flouting dress codes and their charms on full display in sheer mesh tops or unbuttoned ones, I found a spot where I was still two couples in, and by leaning against an upright column, could watch and see what happens next, and it's now I can see Jess and Nia.

Nia is at the other end of the table, leaning forward, hands down beside her. Judging by her slow rise and fall movements, I suspect she is fucking the guy Davu, who was molesting Jess earlier, and I guess one of the other three sitting there is Leon, the one to her right facing me as he is talking to Jess has a couple of fingers hooked into the side of her lace top, pulling with little tugs, exposing more of her one boob. Realising that the knot under her bust was now undone, Jess quickly moved to cup and covered the boob and nipple on show. Trying to refasten the bottom, she stood up, the top bow now untied and threatening to drop forward, all at the table now laughing. Nia seemed to be egging Jess on to show more. Having lifted off his knee, the guy moved and pulled Jess back down. Only now do her legs straddle his, her short skirt above her bare bum at the back. Jess is now using both hands to retie the bow behind her neck, giving the black guy a free hand to move the top to the right, so her boobs are fully exposed to all at the table. Nia begins to orgasm. I see her mouth move to form, o fuck, cum cumming fuck fuckyes, before her head falls forward onto the table.

Again, two things happened together: the guy who had just fucked Nia lifted her by her hips to pass her to the next guy beside him; I guess it was his turn; and at the same time, the guy who has hold of Jess, one arm around and that hand up the front of her skirt, fingers under the thong, his other hand trying to unzip himself. Even I heard Nia say,

"Wait, stop a minute; we need to go and clean up again."

Jess is joining in with

"Yes, let me go check on them two."

then whispered something to the guy in her panties, he nodded, and then let go of her. She turned her head and snogged his face for a moment or two. Nia was now taking Jess's hand and pulling her up. I fucked off through the dancing crowd, beating them both to the table by a minute. The look of relief on Ejo's face was a picture, more so when I said,

They're both coming, and we're all leaving and going home."

Getting out of there, me handing Jess by the hand, we both pause for ten seconds, looking at a door marked 'Storeroom', then 'Staff Only'. We looked at the other two and said together, "In there." Then we're all outside, strolling back to the car. Nia had to pee and wipe up the cum that ran out of her before getting into the back seat with her sister, who had to give up her knickers to the older sister in a bid to prevent soiling the car seat.

By 3.15 am, we were passing the airport and heading towards the M6. Nia fell asleep before we left the city, and Ejo soon after, and now they were both sound asleep. It gave me a chance to ask Jess about things I'd seen and heard tonight in the club. I started by saying quietly that you said Nia needed a fucking; well, she managed that, but I think Ejo found her first clubbing experience a bit overwhelming, then asked,

"Did you enjoy yourself tonight?" Jess, I mean, you promised to behave tonight, that this was only for the girls back there, you know, for Nia, so, a bit boring for you tonight?"

"Peter, I never promised to behave; I merely promised not to fuck anyone but you tonight, and so, yes, I had fun; I've been just a little bit naughty tonight."

"How, doing what? Jess, other than that fella who sat at the table with us, the one you let check out your underwear, what else have you done, where, and with whom? Come on now, the truth."

"Oh, nothing really; Nia and I danced quite a bit, together and with others, mostly black guys, seeing how you like it so much, then."

"Hang it, I only saw you dance twice, one was a white bloke, and the other was him you brought back to our table to let him molest you."

"Remember Nia disappearing? Coming back later, we all went to the ladies to clean her up. Yeah?

Well, Ejo has probably told you that Nia got herself fucked twice. I think she took something soon after getting there. She dragged us both back over near these four guys' table, and we danced with all four before Davu got Nia going again.

Davu got Nia to straddle him, and she put his cock into place. She fucked him till they both finished. Meanwhile, this guy, Mo, got me to sit on his lap. He wanted me to straddle him like Nia, but I wouldn't. God, he could kiss though--a real good kisser--and boy, got me so wet. Another man there kept trying to get at my boobs. Mo undid this tie belt to get his hands on my bare skin. I had just tied it back up when Mo pulled the bow to make this top fall; I'd be topless then, not that I minded too much, except somehow I ended up straddling his legs. He pulled me back down, which I was more or less ok with.

Having my tits on display in public is a giggle, but Nia had stopped going off like a steam train. They try to pass her on so the next guy can fuck her. At the same time as Mo is working on getting ready to fuck me as well, Nia called a 'time out' to clean up and get a drink. I said I had to check in with you, but we'd be back, not to go away, but we did."

Jess went a bit quiet about then, and I said,

"So long as you both had fun, it's a long drive otherwise, for nowt,"

I smell arousal. I glance across as soon as traffic allows to see Jess lying back, legs apart, the fingers of one hand inside the thong, her top very loose now, with her other hand hidden from the drivers of other vehicles as she twiddles with her nipples. A couple more miles, she removes the thong altogether and a while later achieves her goal, an orgasm, a small one, then edged herself the rest of the way home at five a.m.

Jess helped me cook full English breakfasts for all. Ejo offered to do them despite it being her birthday today, but no way; she does breakfast most mornings, usually just toast, bagels, tea, and coffee.

Soon after everyone had eaten, they took Nia up to the guestroom and tucked her in while I had coffee and checked my emails. It wasn't too long before Jess and Ejo joined me at the table to tell me that Nia was out like a light and would be till well after lunch, then asked Ejo what she'd like to do for the rest of her birthday. her reply,

"Simple, sleep, and then go walk barefoot on the sand."

Jess took her hand and led her up to bed. As Ejo paused by the guestroom door to say goodnight, Jess said, Come in our bed with us, then headed to our room, They both used the bathroom first, and when I came out to get to bed, Jess took off the duvet to show that both were nude, and she had George resting across her mound, her legs slightly apart, and said,

"Come on, you're in the middle, and I never thought, but I should have given you that last blue one. You have two horny women that need some action so we can sleep."

I got in between them, both still wearing the grey boy shorts. They pulled the duvet over us. I turned to kiss Jess for a minute or two, she said.

"Don't leave the birthday girl alone; go kiss her as well."

Doing so by rolling on top of Ejo, her legs automatically opened, so I dropped between, our mounds rubbed and mashed as we kissed with some passion, then hearing George purr louder and Jess's leg hitting Ejo's, Ejo told me to,

"Go, make love to your wife, go down on her; make her happy; and I'll see you later, okay?"

Again, doing as I was told, I lent over to kiss Jess, then worked my way down to the bust, her hard nipples getting some attention, before eventually getting between her legs. I tried not to touch any part of Jess or the bed with my dick, still hidden in my panties, so as not to excite him too much and so as not to cum before Jess.

I'm on my knees, head down, more or less in the doggie position, sucking and licking around her lips, tasting her wetness, Ejo kissing Jess on her boobs, then her mound, feeling her hand on my shoulder, then moving up my spine to the waistband of my shorts, then inside them, tickling my bum, then onto the perineum, and back out. She moved around behind me and gently pulled my shorts down to my knees, tugged them to get me lifting one at a time, and then off to leave me as naked as both of them.

Eo is running a fingernail over my anal ring circling it, then down to tickle my taint to scratch so gently, my balls, one nail travels along the short length of my dick and slowly back down, she grabbed my ball sack and squeezed not so hard as to cause real pain but enough to stop me cumming soon, all the while planting little kisses on my bum cheeks, the I felt her move her head to somehow kiss each of my balls, then my perineum is licked, kissed licked again, just with the very tip of her tongue, next around the rim, I feel both her hands pulling the cheeks apart, her tongue trying to force it's way into arse, by this time I'd lost the rhythm of what I was supposed to be doing to Jess, I had stopped licking until her fingers pushed through my hair to the back of my head, pulling it further into her wet pussy, as she mutters about me being a good boy, that was when Jess starts to hump up to meet my mouth, and Ejo inserts first her tongue to be replaced by a long finger to smooth over my prostate, making my dick rock hard, another hand massage's my balls, then cups and squeezes them again to stop my orgasm, she did that twice even after Jess had an orgasm and had settled back onto the bed.

Jess interrupted the proceedings by getting out to nip into the loo. I lay on my side as Ejo kissed me, planting little nibbles on my lips, saying that when she's back, be a good boy and fuck your wife. I'll help you, darling; just be good. Jess returned to bed, saying that she was bushed and let's get some sleep.

I turned and kissed her, telling her that I loved her so very much, then ran my hand down over her mound to the puffy lips of her pussy, her legs automatically spreading. I rolled over her in between her legs, my lips finding her hard nipples once again. Jess sighed, grabbing my face in her hands. She kissed me, moved her mouth to my opposite ear away from Ejo, and whispered to me,

"Pete, I need you to fuck her. It's her birthday today, so make it special for her, she'd love you too. You made me cum; now do Ejo the same; go on, Pete, be a good boy; make her cum as well; I'll go down and make a cuppa, yeah?"

I think--this is novel, two people who care for me want me to screw the other one, but I agree with Jess, It is Ejo's birthday, and Jess getting up to head down to the kitchen seems to settle it, and so I cuddle the birthday girl as she now spreads her legs and said, ah, well, looks like it's you and me, so just go for it Peter, fuck me, fuck my cunt and don't stop, no matter what, okay just trust me, then I heard Mr Magic buzz into life, she used the little silver bullet the tickle my balls as her middle digit reentered my butt, at first slowly finger-fucking my arse, then she climbed aboard, inserting my little dick into her love hole, Ejo had removed the finger, and reaching round awkwardly trying to get the tip of 5"of magic, not that I needed it, and soon she began to move far more urgently letting go of the bullet, Ejo was pushing down, trying to keep contact between with her nub and my knob, the problem being I'm cumming, and cumming now-hard, she rides me till I'm done and softening, then in the scrabble of movement during which Ejo is saying,

"I'm sorry Pete, but I need you to. I've got to finish. Please, Peter, finish me off."

At that, she has, just like Jess often does, straddled my head, her wet pussy over my mouth and tongue, I plunge my tongue in as far as possible, my cum dribbling down my throat, I lick and then nibble and suck her clit, her nub, which I think is unusually long, like 3/4 of an inch, making it easy to suck, like to make her cum super fast, and this time twice before she falls sideways off me.

I went to the bathroom, and when I flushed and was washing my hands, Jess bought mugs of tea. The pair of them were sitting on the bed, Ejo looking flushed, I think, which is difficult to say for sure with her dark complexion, before going to the toilet herself. Jess then kissed me and mouthed a whisper in my ear.

''Good boy Peter, you did well, and she loved it. Thank you."

When Ejo came back in, it was ten to eight in the morning, which only gave us maybe 5 hours of sleep. Jess had to pop in and see her mother after lunch, and then Margret next door, who hadn't seen her all week, might have to put off walking barefoot on a sandy beach until next weekend.

For now, we all get into bed and try to sleep...