So, as promised, and as setup in Sister Frolics!, Sue came around last Monday at around 8pm to give her little sister (me!) a good spanking WHILE MY HUSBAND WATCHED!
PLUS, in keeping with our theme of “boundary pushing”, my sister sat there and watched, and teased, while she made my husband have his way with me…
Why was I doing this?!? I had to be absolutely crazy! She had spanked me once before, and the level of pain was ridiculous. Afterwards, I had no desire to repeat it at all. But over time, it started gnawing, gnawing, gnawing away at me. I, in equal measures, craved it and feared it. And the more I feared it, the more I craved it. Nut case! Eventually my stupid side won out, and I (BLUSH) asked her for another spanking…
There were no special instruction in advance this time. She just showed up soon after 8pm. She was dressed in designer jeans and T-shirt. But what she was wearing around her waist was what was most obvious. A thick wide leather belt!
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My immediate visceral reaction was literally my knees shaking when I saw it. Shaking in fear. Shaking in excitement. Well, either shaking, or me rubbing my thighs together as my pussy gushed a little. I hate being such a wanton slut. My pussy actually gushing a little at the sight of my sister with a freakin’ belt on!
“Nice belt!” said David, right on cue, simultaneously complimenting my sister and teasing me.
“Thanks,” said Sue, “I just bought it. You like?” As she said this, she turned around posing at various angles for David (and I). She looks fabulous in tight jeans. Her ass is amazing. As she posed, I had to imagine that belt coming off and strapping my bottom…
“I do!” he said, “Very practical choice, too.”
“I thought so as well,” replied Sue. “Cat got your tongue, Julie?”
I stood there and squirmed in embarrassment, fixated on the thick belt around her tiny waist.
“Oh My God!” she said, “are you rubbing your thighs together?” Oh shit, she saw it. And she said it like it was coming from a mean high-school senior chearleader about a new pledge in front of the whole cheerleading squad. This new pledge about to have her skirt lifted, her panties lowered and be bent way over for a paddling so the whole squad can see her wet pussy shame.
“She’s been looking forward to this,” said David.
“I can see that,” said Sue.
How humiliating this all was. To so obviously want your own spanking. I felt like I had to pee my pants. I felt like a silly little girl in the presence of her betters.
David suggested we head into the living room and asked if he could serve Sue a drink.
“Maybe later,” said Sue. “I think your wife needs to be taken care of first. Can’t leave her waiting. I mean, she just can’t seem to get enough, can she?”
“No, she’s quite frisky,” he replied with a smile. Frisky??
They went into the living room and I followed with a flock of butterflies in my tummy.
“I don’t mind spanking her at all,” said Sue to David. “I mean, seeing as she gets off on it. She’s always been a bit of a brat, besides. She escaped a lot of spankings from Mom and Dad that she truly deserved, if you ask me.”
“Hey!” I said.
“No complaining, or it gets worse,” she replied with menace in her voice. I zipped it!
“I understand you want me to stay and watch this time?” asked David of Sue.
“Yes, please. I don’t know if she told you, but last time she got a bit ‘frisky’, as you say, while straddling my knee.”
Oh Blush!
“Yes, I heard about that,” David said.
“Well, that’s more your department than mine,” said Sue. “I thought you should be here for my safety,” she said with a smile. “Let’s get on with it straight away. Why don’t you strip her for me now.”
What??? That was abrupt!
“My pleasure!” he said with a big grin on his face. He turned me to face my sister who by this time was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the couch. He was behind me. He reached around and started unbuttoning my blouse. He unbuttoned it all the way and removed it from me. That left me in my bra and skirt. He unfastened and unzipped my skirt, and let it drop to the floor. He had me step out of it as he took it away from under me. That left me in only my bra and panties. I blushed, feeling like a proper little whore. I was being undressed for my spanking!
“Go on, take her bra off,” Sue said.
David unclasped it from behind, and slowly unveiled me. I crossed my arms over my chest as soon as I could.
“Pull her arms behind her,” said Sue.
David takes my upper arms in his hands, and pulls them backwards. My breasts jut out. Oh no. She had threatened a breast whipping last time. Was this going to be it???
“Don’t cover up again,” she says to me, “we want to see you, beautiful.” Then to David, “go on, strip off her panties.”
No breast whipping? Phew! Nice that she called me beautiful. I mean, she’s the real beauty. But now I was going to lose even my panties. Clothing rights completely revoked. I was going to be made fully naked in front of my clothed sister and husband. Naughty little naked girl waiting for her spanking.
David let go of my arms, put his fingers into the waistband of my panties, and slowly pulled them down my legs. My bare waxed pussy came into view. She could have left me in my panties. Pulled them down a bit behind while over her lap if she really needed to smack my bare bum. But no, I had to be bare naked, pussy and tits on display to my lesbian sister and lustful husband. And then I would need to no doubt get across her knee, for a bare naked spanking in front of Daddy. Mommy not caring if Daddy could see his little girl’s bare bouncing breasts, pussy, bottom, and hole as she spanked. The kind of spanking a misbehaving teen has nightmares (and dreams) about.
He lowered my panties all the way to my ankles and helped me step out of them as well. My hands really wanted to cover my pussy, but I held them back. I was completely bare down there, like a little girl. I was feeling warm and excited, and wondered if my pussy lips showed it at all from where Sue was seated.
“Bring her to me,” she told David, patting her lap to let him know where she wants me. He walked me over to her and draped me across her knee. I was very comfy with my knees on the couch on one side of her, and my chest and head on the other. He went back to the far side of the room and had a seat. I was bare breasted and bare bottoms up across my own sister’s knee. My pussy was tingling like crazy. I couldn’t believe this was happening, again. I was acutely aware of my husband observing.
She began gently hand-spanking me. Hand spanks and rubs both. Some of the rubs dangerously close to my most intimate areas! Her hand spanks got harder and harder, but I was melting into them, writhing in pleasure across her lap, and moaning slightly. She built it up well.
She practically whispers to David, not wanting to break the mood, across the room, “have you got a smaller hairbrush? Will you please get it for me?”
Oh dear. The small hairbrush. I knew which one he would get. His. The one he uses for his hair.
He left the room, went to get it, came back and handed it to her, and then took his seat again. While he was gone she stroked my pussy between my legs (!). She definitely went deep enough to feel my excitement, which she casually rubbed onto my ass to clean her fingers. I moaned in pleasure as she played me like this. When he got back she stopped. Our little secret. My sister!
Sue rubbed the hairbrush across my bottom and then started popping me with it, all over my butt. As for her hand, she started lightly and increased the strength of the strokes as she went. The wood is a different sensation than her hand, but also had me squirming in a combination of pain and pleasure. I felt myself pushing my butt up higher to greet the next stroke, and the next, and the next. The whole spanking across her knee went on for quite some time, but still ended too soon.
“She looks a bit heated up,” said Sue. Not sure if she was referring to my warm pink backside, or my hot nasty pussy. “Why don’t you cool her down with you tongue?” she asked David. Yup, she meant my pussy! As she said this, she turned more sideways on the couch, and turned me so that my legs were off the couch and onto the floor, all while still keeping me over her thigh. “Spread your legs,” she told me, “let him get in there properly.”
Oh blushy, blush, blush, blush! I spread my ankles and knees and arched my back to better “present” for David. I buried my head in the back sofa corner in shame. I couldn’t believe my sister was holding me across her knee for a pussy licking. My husband knelt down right behind my legs, and started licking my pussy as Sue stroked my back and the back of my head. Ohhh!
David kept licking from behind and Sue returned to the hairbrush, popping it down on the top of my butt as David licked. I was getting hairbrush spanked by my sister and licked by my husband at the same time. I could barely feel the spanking as I became more and more excited, but knew I was being spanked, and knew the spanks were getting harder and harder, and that got me more and more excited. After a minute or two I felt my first orgasm coming on. Sue was rubbing my bare back and my head with one hand, while popping my ass with David’s hairbrush with the other. As I got closer I squeaked and moaned and breathed heavily, while sticking my ass up higher to allow his tongue better access to my clit. My ass up higher meant it garnered more and harder spanks from Sue as well.
I knew what sort of spectacle I was making of myself, but I couldn’t stop! I couldn’t stop shaming myself by sticking my pussy and ass higher in the air for him to lick and her to spank.
When I was super close, David did this “trick” he does with me. Showing off! He grabbed my cunt lips in his hand, held them tightly together, and pulled them down and back hard and painfully while jamming his tongue in there to intensely and directly flick my clit. Is this just me? Do any other woman go crazy with this? I swore and used our Lord’s Name in vain (as I ievitably am wont to do in such a situation) and came hard in a huge shuddering, twitching, screaming orgasm… across my sister’s knee..
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“Ha ha,” laughed Sue, “you’re just a little subby in the sack,” she said as she smacked my bum with her hand, referring to, I guess, my orgasming with the spanking and the cunt lip torture. “Now you pay the piper!” said Sue. She got me to stand unsteadily despite my shaky knees, walked me around to the arm of the sofa, and draped me down across it.
Oh no! The belt. I’ve just cum. No fair!
“Julie, look at me,” said Sue.
I turned my head to look over at her. She made a show of unfastening her belt and taking it off from around her waist. Oh dear!
“You know what you’re getting now, don’t you?” she asked.
“The strap?” I asked her.
“I call it the belt, but you can call it the strap if that pleases you,” she said. “Better hang on,” she warned.
There was nothing really to hang on to. I guess it was a figure of speech. Or maybe mentally I needed to hold on?
STRAP!
Youch! Crap! You can sort of tell which way a strapping is going from the first stroke. The belt was heavy leather, that much was obvious. It was well-aimed. It struck my butt just right. No wrap-around to the outside thigh, right at my spank spots. It was a hard stroke. She was clearly not going easy on me, and it would likely go harder yet.
STRAP! WHACK! STRAP! STRAP! STRAP! …
She kept at it. Stroke after stroke after stroke. Each well aimed and hard. At least a second or two between each. She also deliberately targeted my upper thighs. I could tell because she lined up on them, then drew back, then hit them hard. I screeched like a little banshee on those thigh strokes.
I must have absorbed, I don’t know, a good hundred strokes??? This time it felt endless! I was scared the strokes would go astray, and I was in severe butt and thigh pain the whole way. I was also very conscious that I was on the receiving end of a pretty brutal application of the strap by my sister. And I had already cum! This wasn’t fair!
“Twenty more,” she declared. She was a bit breathless.
I both love and hate when they say that. I love it because it means the end is in sight. I hate it because rather than just stopping, I know there are more coming. I also hate it because usually when somebody says that, they’re going to make each stroke significant, and make the last strokes the worst of all! Guess what? I was right.
She counted off the twenty herself. Each stroke was harder than any previous one. There was more time between each stroke. The last five were ridiculous. The last one was the absolute worst. Fuck she swung into that one!
After almost every stroke I let out a yelp of sorts. Towards the end, and especially the last twenty, there were definite tears in my eyes. I allowed myself to scream out on each one. I never considered safewording out for a second. I took my strapping like a good girl should!
“There we go,” said Sue, after she was done. “Like a stop sign!” she said as she rubbed my burning carmined ass cheeks.
“She looks sexy like that,” said David, referring to me bent over with a red, bruised bum.
“She does,” answered Sue. “She’s made for it, clearly. Would you like to fuck her?” she asked him.
What? Fuck me!?! I knew this was going to happen. I knew it!
“Yes, Ma’am,” he said.
“Well, take off your clothes then,” she told him. And then addressing me, “You, down on your chest and knees on the carpet, stick that ass up as if you want it.”
She addressed me as “you”. And said “as if I wanted it”. She knows I’m not a big intercourse girl. I had shared this with her. How demeaning. But worse was the oh blush that I was going to have to “present” and be made love to in the presence of my sister. Then a horrible thought occurred to me. Would it be my front hole or my back hole? She knew I was the kind of wife who took it up the butt on occasion. In fact, last time she had spanked me she had left me instructions to request this form of “lovemaking” from my husband immediately after. But she had asked him “would you like to fuck her?” That meant pussy, right? Not ass. She would have said “ass fucked” if she had meant that. Right? Please right?
I went to the carpet, knelt down, and bent over, awaiting whatever perverse sexual acts my sister had in store for me. I prayed it wasn’t going to be my ass. Anything but my ass.
David undressed and was soon totally naked. He had a raging hard on.
“Are you still on the pill?” she asked me.
“Yes Sue,” I responded. Oh thank God! Pussy fucked! You don’t take the pill for an ass fucking.
“Well stick it in her, then,” she told my husband. Stick it in me!?! Just like that?
David came behind me. I could hear him licking his hand and rubbing his cock to better lubricate it. I’m wet inside, but it doesn’t usually come out to my outer lips, so I appreciated the gesture. He knelt with one knee down and one knee up, and put the tip of his cock at my vagina. Oh shit. in front of my sister!
He gently pushed the head through (it’s always a bit of a painful stretch). Then he grabbed my hips and slowly sunk it in. I can feel it in my cervix at first when he goes deep like this. Oh fuck. My sister is watching me getting penetrated like a little whore. Then he grabbed onto me and began thrusting. I felt like a brood mare: fucked in public.
After a dozen or so thrusts, Sue tells him to stop thrusting but keep it stuck in me. I was surprised the boy lasted a whole dozen.
“She looks like a bit of a dead fish,” said Sue. Thanks! My butt and thighs were aching and I was exhausted from cumming so hard. What did she expect!?!
“Julie, show David how much you enjoy having sex with him. David, you don’t move, just keep it stuck in there. Julie, fuck him like you mean it, go ahead.”
Oh dear, now I had to start backing into him and fucking him.
Sue continued, “Show a little enthusiasm, sis. Show me those charming wifely skills. I’ll give you, let’s see now, one whole minute to get him off like that. If he doesn’t cum in a minute, I’ll make him finish in your ass, after another belting for you as punishment. I’m timing starting… now!”
Oh crap! There it was. Anal is way more painful and I always would prefer to avoid it. And I definitely needed to avoid another belting at all costs! I did as I was told.
I bucked back on my man like a total slut and gave him a real good fucking. I slowed to squeeze his cock and release with kegels. I squeezed and then made circles with my ass. IN FRONT OF MY SISTER!
“Oh FUCK you little slut!” said David as he slapped my wiggling red behind.
“That’a a girl,” said Sue. “See how you put that little wifely bum to work when you’re motivated?”
Great. You know what’s even more humiliating than being bent over and fucked by your man while your sister watches? Having to act like a total porn star slut while impaled on his cock while she watches!
“Lick your thumb,” said my sister to David. “Put it on her asshole. Let her fuck herself with it.”
David did not need to be told twice. I felt his wet thumb at the entrance to my exposed anus. As I writhed, bucked, and wriggled on his cock, he easily penetrated my ass with his thumb. Actually, I penetrated myself with his thumb! But I think he jammed it in there as well, because it sure got in deep!
Oh My God. He was balls deep up my cunt and thumbs deep up my asshole, right to the joint. And I still had to writhe like a whore to be sure to get him off within my allotted time or face worse!
Fortunately, this was way too much for him, and he splooged inside of me with a massive spasm, followed by a couple more. As he did this, he took his thumb out of my ass and reached in front and grabbed my tits with both hands. HARD. “OH YOU YOU FUCKING LITTLE WHORE!” he said as he released fully into me. That was uncalled for!
“Language, language,” said Sue. Then, with a laugh in her voice, “that’s something no sister should ever have to see! Did you enjoy her, David?” she asked him, rhetorically.
“I sure did!” said David enthusiastically. “You should join in next time,” he ventured. Hey! My sister!
“Ha! Never!” said Sue. “I don’t want to have sex with you or my sister. Yuck! Filthy pervert. Put your pants back on.”
Then she came to me, and helped me up to my feet. I felt a little gush of sperm down below and quickly put my hand down there to hold it in.
“Go to the bathroom and clean off,” she told me. “I’ll open that bottle of wine.”
I went up to clean myself up, and then came back down in a different outfit. I could barely believe that what had just happened had just happened! When I got back downstairs, Sue and David (now dressed again), were chattering away as if nothing at all had happened!
“Did that just happen, or did I dream it?” I asked them.
“Hmmm, I don’t know,” said David. “How does your butt feel?”
I reached behind to rub it for their amusement. “Fuck, it hurts like hell,” I said.
“Then I guess it did happen,” he said.
I went over to Sue and kissed her chastely on the cheek. I then went over to David and did the same thing. “Thank you, you two,” I said.
“My pleasure,” said Sue, “I love how kinky both of you are. And no retaliation for David,” she told me firmly. “He was just following my orders, and besides, he got his earlier, didn’t he, the poor leaky boy.” She said this referring to our last scene with Joyce and Bev. Ok. Fair enough. But “FUCKING LITTLE WHORE” Really? Give them an inch and they take a mile. I’d get him back in-line soon enough, though, make sure he knows who’s the real fucking little whore in the family, Sue or no Sue.
We had some wine and we chatted a bit more, about Sue’s work and mine, and the family, and our niece who just got married (we think she was a virgin). Then it was time for Sue to go home. We said our goodbyes, and more thank yous. What a night:
- Stripped.
- Hand-spanked and fondled.
- Hairbrush spanked.
- Pussy licked.
- Belt whipped.
- Publicly Fucked.
Just, just, Wow…
Source: Strict Julie
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