We left Sheri on her knees, naked outside Jenny’s house, in public view, crying to be let in. Meanwhile, Steve-O is on the way to help with Sheri’s present.

After fifteen of the most embarrassing minutes of Sheri’s life, Jenny finally opened the door. In a very demanding voice, Jenny said, “Crawl on your hands and knees and come on in slut.”

~~~Sheri~~~

“Oh, Mistress, I’ve missed you so much. Can I please have a hug and kiss?”  

 “Of course, you can, dear, as long as you lick my pussy first,” Mistress Jenny replied.

I dove in and feasted. I’d had some bush back home in Kentucky, but nothing tasted as sweet as Mistress Jenny. Her lips were plump, and her clit was something I craved all the time. Looking back over the last few months, I simply couldn’t believe the changes Jenny pushed me through. Oh, how I loved it!

After devouring her pussy, I shared her juices with her in an erotic make-out session for the next ten minutes or so. We finally broke apart, both flushed and breathing hard. She offered me a glass of wine which I graciously accepted, and then we sat together in her Papa-son chair. I crawled up in her arms, purring like a kitten.

Jenny then said, “Baby, as part of your graduation present, Steve-O is on his way. I just spent two days with him, and damn girl, you’re in for a treat!” 

“Oh, that man has magic hands. I can’t wait for one of his over-the-top massages.”

Jenny chuckled and said, “That’s not the only magical thing he has, sweet cheeks. Don’t you remember that fabulous cock he has? I’m getting wet just thinking about it. Brad let me have a couple of days of really rough sex with him last week, and you’re in for the best fuck of your life, sweetheart.”

~~~ Steve­-O ~~~

Oh, my God! Here I am driving up HWY1 from Marathon to Key Largo with both a smile and a boner. I know that Jenny said that we couldn’t fool around since her husband only gave her permission to fuck her for the twenty-four hours I had her at my brother’s place, but damn, she’s so hot. She has a world-class ass, and I do plan to have it again. I have a feeling that, with this accent, I can talk her into almost anything.

Finally, I find myself pulling into her circular driveway. I pulled my rollaboard from the trunk, walked to the door, and rang the bell. After a minute, I saw the door open and found Sheri on her hands and knees with her ass pointing right up in the air. Oh, this was going to be a fun visit.

After batting her eyes at me, she crawled back inside, wiggling her cute little ass the whole way. She sure looked good in that sheer negligée. Was it my imagination, or had she become so much more brazen in such a short time?

I told her how sexy she looked then barked out some commands.

“Sheri, stand up and slowly strip that sexy little thing off of you. Then grab a towel, lie face down on this sheet I put down here on the floor, and cover up your ass with the towel.”

She obeyed like the needy little slut we’d turned her into. It was so hot!

I continued, “Now start thinking about young me and my buddies’ hands roaming all over your body for the next ten minutes. After that, try spreading your legs one inch and hold them as long as you dare. After you snap your legs back shut, which I'm sure you will, I remember how shy you are; you may rest and breathe.”

Sheri wasn’t as shy as she’d been when I’d seen her last, but she was still very obedient.
“Now repeat the five more times. I’m getting you prepared for your graduation present.”

~~~ Sheri ~~~

I complied with what Steve-O ordered me to do, of course. But I find it funny that he thinks I’m still shy. Hell, I won’t be shutting my legs and none of the one-inch business. I’m going to be flaring my legs as wide as I could while winking my needy little pussy at him.

Then I heard Steve-O say, “If your confidence kicks in, try doing your exercises without the towel covering your ass. If it helps, with the towel off, you can imagine me massaging your glutes. Or, if you prefer, kissing or licking your lovely ass. Yup, I've done that a few times in the past. Given the right woman, a good shower, and the right mood, I thoroughly love it.”

Oh, God! Was he serious? I slammed my legs closed so damn quickly. It sounded like a trap shutting!

Then I heard him say, “Oh, sweet Sheri, don’t be so shy. I’m going to pull this towel off now.” And as he did, I smiled like the Cheshire Cat.

What came next was an incredible delight, one I’d never had before.

After he pulled off that little towel, he poured some of his buttered rum massage oil down the crack of my ass and over both cheeks. His magic hands started massaging my glutes deeply and erotically. Oh, he was even better than I remembered. His next instruction was to open my legs an inch, but I opened them quite a bit wider.

Steve-O asked, “Does this feel good, Sheri?”

All I could manage was to squeak out, “Mmm-hmm.”

Then it started; he grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, then ran his ring finger up my crack and played with my needy little rosebud. I squirmed. Then OMG, I felt his tongue sliding right up the crack of my ass. Was he really going to do this? He took forever, and it was torture, but finally, I felt his tongue licking my asshole.

He pushed his tongue into a point and forced it inside my hole, then licked all around again, then actually started to suck. I was so close to cumming; I just started to moan. The next thing I knew, he slid his thumb inside my pussy while using two fingers to slowly play with my clit. Then he simply began to eat out my ass simultaneously, and I went off like a rocket.

He then commanded me to get on my knees and stick my ass up in the air. I did that immediately and was rewarded with his nice hard cock slamming into my pussy. He just fucked my brains out for what seemed like forever. I could tell he was getting close to cumming when he pulled out and swung around to my face and said, “Take me in your mouth, Sweet Thing!”

Just as I took his enormous cock in my mouth, there was a knock, and the front door blew open in a swish.  A second later, a literal tall, dark, and handsome man flew in with a dish in hand, yelling, “Jenny, it’s Shane from down the street, just dropping off the casserole dish, but I can’t st-a-y…”

As he sat the dish on the table, Shane saw me kneeling with Steve-O’s cock in my mouth, and it kind of knocked the wind out of him.

“Well, maybe I can stay.” He smirked and held out his hands, looking at Steve-O as if asking, Hey, dude, can I join in?

Steve put his hand on my head and pushed me down onto his rock-hard prick, “You’re supposed to be sucking slut.”

“Hey, Mate, join me. She’s a friend's sub we are just playing with this weekend. And she is nice and juicy on the other end.”

I heard Shane drop his athletic shorts and drop to his knees. He grabbed my hips with no illusion of tenderness, and he plowed his dick deep into my wet cunt with no resistance. He growled, and I tried to moan over the flesh that filled my mouth.

I sucked Steve with everything I had. I felt his balls, and they were so full. I had a lot to look forward to. Then he just exploded in my mouth. He yelled, “Don’t swallow; I want to see my cum in your mouth.”

I did my best, but there was so much it started running out the side of my mouth. Finally, I felt Steve-O stop squirting his delicious cream and slid off his cock.

At the same time, Shane was jamming so deep into my pussy I thought he might cum up through my mouth. I wanted to scream, but I now had a mouth full of cum. I could feel Shane tense as he reared back and slammed into me one more time. Steve yelled, “Don’t swallow.”  We both erupted hot cream all over each other. My cunt walls wrapped tightly around him as he pumped over and over through my orgasm. All the while, I am trying not to swallow the load already deposited in my mouth.

I looked into Steve’s eyes, opened my mouth with his cum dribbling down.  “That’s a very good little slut. You can swallow now.”  Finally, I swallowed all of his sweet nectar.

By then, Shane had his shorts back on and was walking out the door, saying, “Thanks all!”

~~~Jenny~~~

As I watched what was going on with my little sub and Steve-O, my jaw dropped. I’d never seen a woman cum so much or so hard. I was dripping wet. I so wanted to feel his tongue on my ass. No man has ever done that to me, and it looked so damn hot.

Smiling at Sheri, I said, “Well, my little slut, enjoying yourself so far?”

She replied, “Oh Mistress, you have no idea. I know you got to experience his magic hands during our massage in Kentucky, but you never got his full treatment. I am one sexually satisfied woman!”

“Oh, my little sub, I had two full days of that beast this week at his brother's place in Marathon. Do you see all my little love scratches and red marks? They are from him. I never got the treatment you got to your ass, though. I could hardly breathe when I watched him lick your ass. Did that feel as good as it looked?”

Sheri just smiled. I thought to myself, I’ve got to feel that myself! Then it dawned on me what a red line I’d be crossing with Brad. I shook my head and told myself, fuck no, I’m not going there.

I looked over at Steve-O and couldn’t believe my eyes. This bastard was getting hard again, already. Shit, I’m in trouble.

I then said to Steve-O, “Hey bud, you like those nice big tits my sister-in-law has?”

He just smirked and nodded his head yes.

“You know those babies are a 44DD, right? Don’t you think you’d enjoy sliding your cock between those big sexy hooters?” I suggested.

Then I turned to my sister-in-law. “What about you, Sheri? You want that nice hard cock sliding between your tits, or have you had enough cock?”

“There’s no such thing, Mistress. You taught me that, and I’m so grateful.”

“How grateful, Sheri? Enough to enjoy some pussy at the same time?”

“Oh, yes; if it’s your pussy, anytime, anyplace, Mistress.”

I took that as my moment. Steve-O had lubed up his cock and Sheri’s breasts and was sliding that nice prick of his up and down between Sheri’s tits with her mouth open and was licking her lips. I took the opportunity to swing my pussy over her mouth and sat down.

Sheri’s attention to my pussy felt good, but my eyes were glued to Steve-O’s hard cock. I wanted it so badly. Finally, I took my left hand, wrapped it behind his neck, and brought his mouth to mine. Oh, his mouth was so incredible! While doing a magnificent waltz with our tongues, I felt my resolve slipping away as my right hand very slowly started to reach for cock. A second before I reached his manhood, I heard the door open, and then my heart sank.

Brad was pissed! “What the fuck is this shit? Are you going behind my back, bitch?”

His hand grabbed my hair and yanked me off of Sheri and away from Steve-O. He slapped me across the face with such a deep hurt in his eyes.

~~~ Brad ~~~

I couldn’t fucking believe what I saw when I got home early. There was my wife sitting on my sister’s face while swallowing this Steve-O’s tongue down her throat. Worse than that, I saw her slowly moving her right hand down toward his dick. If I had got home fifteen or twenty minutes later, she would have been fucking him. Or, at the very least, jerking him off.

I grabbed her off my sister and told her to shut the fuck up. Then I grabbed Steve-O, shoved him out the door, naked, and threw his clothes out the far window.

Jenny cried, “Honey, we were just getting Sheri’s surprise going. All I was doing was kissing him.”

“Bullshit!” I replied. “I watched your hand reaching for his dick. What I just witnessed is not at all what I agreed to. I allowed you two days with him despite your lack of judgment. You already crossed a line by giving him your phone number without my permission, remember? But I was a good sport about you wanting that Australian cock. But this? Uh-uh!”

I could see Jenny understand that I was angry, but I needed to teach her a lesson.

“Go into the closet and get the ping paddle with holes drilled through it,” I demanded.

She started crying and said, “Oh please, baby, I just got a little carried away; I’m so very, very sorry. Please, I don’t want to have to sit on an air cushion for a week again. Please, Brad.”

She hung her head and cried a few more tears. I just said, “Go!”

~~~Jenny~~~

Brad was so pissed when he saw me reaching for Steve-O’s cock. But I was angry at how he embarrassed me in front of Sheri. Still, I knew the rules, and I went and got the paddle with the holes. Brad knows it’s my least favorite because it hurts like hell.

I was mortified as Sheri watched her Mistress forced back into being submissive. I hoped it wouldn’t diminish her view of me as her Mistress. But I had to obey Brad.

I was about to lean over the chair to receive my spanking when Brad said, “Not yet.”

He reached into his pocket and grabbed a pair of nipple clamps. He pulled on my left nipple and twisted it, making it as hard as a pencil eraser before capturing between the jaws of the clamp. He did the same thing with my right nipple and hooked a chain to them. Then he grinned wickedly and yanked on the chain.

“Oh, fuck!” I cried out.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” Brad said cruelly. “Bend over the chair first and let me show my sister how I spank her Mistress when she misbehaves.”

Sheri, to her credit, said nothing. She sat there, wide-eyed and trembling just a little.

As I bent over, with my ass in the air, Brad told me to spread my legs. I did so without question. All I wanted was to get back in his good graces. If it meant being punished, so be it.

Brad looked at his sister and said, “Observe, sis, while I turn my wife’s ass bright pink. This is what happens to sluts who misbehave.”

Then he rubbed his hand slowly over my bare bottom and said, “Count each stroke, loud enough for me to hear, or I start over from one.”

The first two blows came one right after the other, each cheek getting a good, hard swat.

Spank! Spank!

“One! Two!” I cried out.

Spank! Spank!

“Three! Four!”

“Good girl,” Brad cooed seductively. “Now, Sheri, get over here and position yourself on the chair so that Jenny can eat your sweet little cunt while I finish her punishment.”

Sheri hurried over to the chair and presented me with her juicy pussy.

“Now, tell your Mistress to eat your cunt like a hungry little whore,” Brad instructed.

Sheri’s eyes became as large as saucers, and she looked at me for direction. I nodded my approval.

“Mistress Jenny, eat my cunt like a hungry little whore,” Sheri said, her lips quivering.

I did as I was told, which wasn’t a hardship since I enjoy the taste of Sheri’s nectar. But it was the fact that Brad had given my sub permission to treat me as if she were the dominant one that made me unhappy.

Brad continued until the count reached fifty, and my crimson ass felt like it was on fire. Then reached under me and yanked on the chain between my breasts, causing the nipple clamps to bite down harder.

I cried out, and Brad laughed. “Oh, does that hurt? Wait till my cock opens up your tight little ass, slut!”

He pulled my cheeks apart and spat on my puckered star. Then he slid his cock into my pussy to lube it up before pushing it into my tight back door.

“Oh, mmmf mmf!” My words were muffled by the fact that my mouth was busy devouring Sheri’s honey.

Brad spanked me hard while he pumped deep into my ass. My pussy dripped as it ached for attention, but I knew my current task was to make my husband and his sister both cum.

I flicked Sheri’s clit feverishly while Brad jackhammered my rear end. Within seconds they cried out simultaneously, with Sheri squirting her juices into my mouth and Brad filling my ass with his seed.

The fact that I didn’t cum wasn’t lost on Brad. He was hell-bent on teaching me a lesson. What I didn’t realize was that he wasn’t finished humiliating me in front of Sheri.

~~~Brad~~~

After I shot my load in Jenny’s ass, I pulled out, turned her around, and wiped my dick on her face. But I wasn’t done reminding her that I’m in charge.

I grabbed my cell phone and made a call, all the while staring at Jenny. I watched her eyes widen with disbelief when she realized what I was up to.

“Hi, Maria, it’s Brad from across the street. I was hoping you could come over,” I said. “I’ve got a little problem I need your help fixing.”

Maria giggled and agreed to come over. When the doorbell rang, I felt my cock stir. It was time to finally experience the hot Latina minx while making my wife and my sister watch.

~~~Jenny~~~

When our neighbor, Maria, walked in the front door, Brad greeted her warmly. She took one look at Sheri and me, both naked, and she smiled decadently.

“Oh, Brad! I always suspected you and Jenny were up to something over here,” Maria said, grinning. “I hope you invited me over to play!”

“That is exactly what I had in mind. My wife sometimes forgets that she needs to ask permission when she wants to be with other guys. I caught her about to help herself to a big Australian cock when I specifically told her no.”

Maria tilted her head seductively. “Well, that’s not very polite of her,” she said to Brad. “What are you going to do about your naughty wife?”

I wasn’t crazy about how Maria spoke about me as if I weren’t in the room. I never expected Brad to invite someone else over without us discussing it first. But I didn’t dare say a word. If he hadn’t walked in when he did, I probably would have been sucking Steve-O’s impressive cock. Getting a taste of my own medicine hurt, but I couldn't argue that I’d earned a punishment.

Brad looked directly at me and said, “I’m going to show her how it feels. I’m going to make her stand in the corner like a bad girl. But instead of facing the wall, she’s going to face us and watch while I fuck your hot, tight pussy.”

Maria laughed wickedly. “Oh, Brad! I’ve wanted to feel your cock in me from the moment I moved in across the street. I’m between boyfriends at the moment, and my pussy is feeling very needy. So, I am happy to help you teach your naughty wife a lesson.”

“Fabulous!” Brad said. Then he tightened my nipple clamps, swatting my butt, and sent me to stand in the corner.

Maria stripped off her clothes and paraded around my living room like a sassy little tart. She had a stomach you could bounce quarters off of and perfect, hand-sized, perky tits. I was jealous just looking at her, let alone knowing that my husband’s cock was going to be pounding a pussy probably ten years younger than mine.

Sheri looked up and had the courtesy to look forlorn for me. At least this hadn’t diminished me in her eyes; I was still her strict Mistress. If anything, I think she viewed this as what can happen when a submissive doesn’t follow the rules.

“Maria, do you like to be fucked slow and sweet? Or do you prefer hard, fast, and deep?” Brad asked as he got behind her, bent her over the couch, and pushed the head of his rock-hard shaft into her tight, wet hole.

“Mmm, start slowly, Brad, so I can savor the feeling of your thick meat opening me up. Then, eventually, pound into me like you’re trying to break me,” Maria replied.

Sheri looked at me and whispered, “Mistress, may I play with my pussy while I watch Brad use Maria?”

I nodded my approval. God knew I wished I could do the same, but the look on Brad’s face told me that it might be a while before I was allowed to have another orgasm.

I watched Maria’s eyes become as large as saucers as Brad entered her. “Holy fuck, Brad! Yours is the biggest dick that I’ve ever had inside me!”

I knew that Brad’s ego would enjoy that. I was pretty proud of my man at the moment. Then his response to her took the wind right out of my sails.

“Oh, fuck, Maria! You’ve got the tightest pussy I’ve ever fucked! It’s squeezing my rod almost as tight as Jenny’s ass!”

If turning green with envy were a real thing, I would be several shades darker than the Hulk. It hurt my feelings how he carried on about how amazing she was and how much he enjoyed fucking her. At one point, I couldn’t stand it anymore, and I looked away.

Brad scolded me. “Jenny, your attention needs to be right here where the action is, where I’m impaling our sexy little neighbor instead of you. This is what you get when you disobey me, my slutty little wife.”

He grabbed her hips and plowed into her as if he were a man possessed. She screamed as she came several times, which triggered Sheri’s orgasm as she sat on the couch masturbating furiously. As much as it pissed me off to see my husband’s cock in our neighbor’s cunt, my own pussy was dripping like crazy.

“Please, Brad, may I play with myself and get some relief? I’m so turned on! I need to cum so badly!”

“Well, that’s unfortunate because I have no intention of letting you touch yourself. I want that pussy to ache for release,” Brad grunted as he thrust into Maria like a rutting bull.

I watched his eyes glaze over, and I knew it was only a matter of time before his balls would tighten, and his seed would erupt like a volcano. Would he come in Maria’s pussy? What if she wasn’t on the pill? I felt my anger and frustration building. I didn’t care if he punished me again for speaking out of turn.

“If you cum in her pussy, we are over, Brad,” I shouted as tears rolled down my cheeks. But Brad was too far gone to hear a word I said.

I shouldn’t have worried; Brad wasn’t an idiot. He pulled out and practically howled as he shot rope after rope of sticky hot cum all over Maria’s ass.

Relief washed over me, and I allowed the tears to fall now. Brad looked at me and then at Sheri. “Well, Sheri, what are you sitting there for? Your Mistress needs to cum. Show me what you’ve learned, sister dear.”

Sheri scrambled over and kneeled in front of me. She held onto my thighs and lapped up the nectar that had escaped before devouring my cunt. It took less than a minute for me to erupt in her mouth. I fell back against the wall, looked over at Brad, and said, “Thank you.”

So... should we have chapter five?