Chapter 1

DJ was between jobs again and invited himself to stay with his brother Tom and his new wife Sherri for a week or two. He didn’t exactly mention that he was between jobs, they’d figure it out soon enough.

“I’m torn, honey. I know we have a Christian duty to help others, particularly our family, but DJ can be lazy and really mean.”

“That seems strange. DJ has always been nice to me.”

Tom thought to himself, “probably because he thinks he might get a chance to fuck you.” But he dismissed this thought just as quickly. He knew his wife Sherri was committed to him and would never sleep with another man, especially not his brother.

“You’re right. As usual. I’m sure I’m just letting things from long ago influence my thinking.”

In truth, it wasn’t that long ago that DJ fucked several of Tom’s girlfriends. But Tom realized that Sherri was different. Unlike his previous girlfriends, Sherri was a devout Christian. Tom hadn’t been particularly religious, but he found himself very attracted to a woman who was serious about marriage. Sherri insisted on saving herself for marriage. Obviously, she wouldn’t cheat just because Tom’s entitled brother was staying with them.

Sherri worked from home, but Tom was required to go into the office. After picking DJ up from the airport, Tom dropped him at the house before heading to the office. Sherri has worked from home since the pandemic and would be with DJ all the time.

Sherri prepared sandwiches for both herself and DJ at lunch.

DJ took one bite from his sandwich and playfully smacked Sherri’s butt.

“You put mayo on my sandwich. I hate mayo.”

It wasn’t out of the ordinary for DJ to flirt with Sherri a little, but this was the first time that DJ had touched her. Sherri didn’t think about the potential consequences when she pushed things forward.

“Typical of your family. The men have no idea what it means to act like a real man.”

Tom had never discussed with his wife how much of a bully his older brother had been. Sherri mistakenly assumed that they were similar.

“Excuse me!”

Sherri hadn’t been completely open about her family either. She, and the other females in her family, had been spanked frequently and severely. Her dad spanked her mom and her sisters. Her brother had started spanking her when he turned 15. Even her brother-in-law spanked her. She would have never claimed that she liked being spanked. But a man seemed rather weak to her, maybe even a little less than a man, when he didn’t know what proper discipline was. She loved Tom. But Tom would never take charge the way she believed a man should. He was a caring man, but not a leader of the family.

“A real man would know how to properly spank a woman instead of a silly love tap.”

“That isn’t going to be an issue. Unlike your wimpy husband, I know exactly what to do. But you wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

“Bet me!”, Sherri responded without thinking about the consequences.

“Take off those yoga pants and the panties you are wearing under them.”

Sherri hesitated as she realized what she had just set in motion. DJ was pulling his belt from his pants.

“Do you want extra swats for stalling?”

Sherri pulled down her yoga pants, revealing a very modest pair of black panties. She slid the panties down her legs and stepped out of them.

“Straddle the arm of that chair and lean forward.”

DJ pointed to a living room chair with very wide armrests. Sherri had been spanked many times, but never in a position like this. She imagined how exposed she must be as her thighs spread to either side of the armrest. She may have been even more exposed than she realized. Her exposed pussy lips parted her bushy pubic hairs. One knee rested on the seat of the chair while the other hung in space.

SMACK!

The belt left a satisfying line across Sherri’s ass. She quickly realized that DJ knew exactly what he was doing.

WHACK!

Sherri had tried encouraging her husband to be a little more aggressive during foreplay or sex. Most of the time, she thrived with his caring, sensitive nature. She thought that was exactly what she needed in a man. But her body had different ideas. Kind and gentle didn’t make her pussy wet the way the humiliation and pain of this spanking from her husband’s brother was.

SMACK! DJ admired Sherri’s petite body as he spanked her. Her thin legs and narrow hips made her look even younger than her small tits did. Her hairy cunt was the only thing that made her look like an adult. Perhaps he would have a chance to do something about that.

WHACK!

Maybe it was his imagination, but Sherri seemed to be rubbing her clit against the armrest. Her pussy lips seemed to be swelling and parting. DJ wondered if his little brother had any idea that his sweet little church-going wife had a kinky streak.

SMACK!

Tom probably had no idea. DJ was determined to exploit it to the fullest extent possible.

CRACK!

Sherri felt the sting on her ass, but she also felt a burning deep in her pussy. She recalled the first time she noticed that being spanked did something to her body other than the pain on her bottom. She had recently turned 13 and her Dad spanked her while her older brother had friends at the house. Even though he was four years older, she had a crush on one of her brother’s friends. It was one of the rare times she didn’t get spanked on the bare bottom. The boys probably didn’t even see her panties. She was so embarrassed that she was being spanked, but it also made her girl parts tingle. She rubbed herself that night as she imagined being spanked by her brother’s friend.

SMACK!

DJ noticed Sherri’s pussy getting damp. Her lips were glistening.

WHACK!

Sherri also recalled how confused and guilty she felt because spankings from her sister’s husband Ted aroused her. Sandy and Ted married when Sherri was 14. Ted used a switch on her bare bottom during a picnic a couple of months later. The spanking was hard enough that Sherri could still see switch marks days later, but it fed her fantasies for even longer.

CRACK!

Sandy invited Sherri over on a regular basis. Most visits included at least one bare-bottom spanking from Ted. It never seemed odd to Sherri since she was used to being spanked at home on a regular basis. Thinking back on it now, her sister seemed to enjoy watching her get spanked.

SMACK!

Sherri realized she hadn’t been spanked since her wedding day. After the pictures of the bride and bridal party, but before she walked down the aisle, her father, brother, and brother-in-law took turns spanking her in her wedding dress. It was a symbolic farewell from the family, with the intention that the new husband would start the marriage with a spanking in the honeymoon suite. Tom never gave her that spanking.

DJ started filming with his cell phone as he slammed 2 fingers into Sherri’s wet cunt.

“You are such a naughty slut. Tell your husband that you want a real man to show him how to please you.”

“Please spank me and fuck me hard in front of my wimpy husband. He deserves to see how my body responds to a real man.”

Sherri came hard on DJ’s fingers seconds later.

“I’m sending that video to my brother. He can think about it the rest of the day while he tries to work.”

Sherri wasn’t very convincing when she asked him not to send it.

DJ included a note to his brother. “Did any of your girlfriends fuck you after I had them? Since you married Sherri, I promise you will have at least one more chance to fuck her after me.”

Watching the video of his brother’s finger fucking his wife was more arousing than Tom wanted to admit, even to himself. Still, he couldn’t avoid thinking about the girlfriends his brother had fucked. Tom was fairly sure that his brother had fucked at least six, which was impressive since Tom had only fucked one. Surely Sherri wouldn’t leave him. She could certainly see that DJ was an abusive jerk who only cared about his own pleasure.

DJ returned to addressing Sherri. “All that hair is disgusting. Get rid of it before your husband gets home.”

“Please, I’m not sure I would feel like a woman without it.”

“I don’t care how you feel. I find it disgusting. Did you have special lingerie for your wedding night?”

“Of course I did.”

“You will wear that, and nothing else, when my brother arrives home.”

Shaving off her pussy hair was particularly difficult for Sherri. She had been the last girl in her grade to reach puberty. Her breasts and pubic hair didn’t start growing until she was 14. Her friends had all started several years earlier.