Chapter 5: In Our Bedroom

... With that, the bedroom door opens, and the three absentees walk in. Mistress Vicky and I separate and allow Erica and Harry to climb into the middle.

Harry looks embarrassed to be in a baby doll nighty. But unbelievably, his little 4 in. cock is already back at half-mast.

Mistress Vicky instructs Harry to lie on his side, facing away from her and toward Erica. She reaches around and grabs his tiny dick. Erica takes her cue and lies on her side, facing Harry.

The naughty little minx then backs her plump bottom into my groin...

So I smacked her bottom. “Take care of your husband, you little slut!” I instructed her. “Use your mouth, and there had better not be even one drop spilt, or it will be more than my open palm on your ass!”

Erica immediately went down on Harry. She swallowed all of his 4 inches down to the back of Mistress Vicky’s hand. She cupped Harry’s balls and slid her index finger along his perineum before rimming his rosebud.

I was a little surprised at how quickly Harry lost his load again until I noticed Mistress Vicky whispering in his ear and tweaking his nipples. Erica, as told, gulped down every drop, though I’m not sure Harry had much left to give!

Whilst Erica was sucking Harry off, she constantly thrust her hips back at me. She moaned, almost begging me to stick my dick in her. I kept fending her off with slaps to her ass, but this only seemed to inflame her passions more.

By the time Harry had shot what he could into her mouth Erica was writhing and groaning and had started to finger herself.

Pushing Erica onto her back, I instructed Harry, “Your turn, my little bitch! Take care of your wife! Or, would you like me to do the job for you? I promise you, after I stick this in her,” indicating my cock, “she will hardly feel you at all for the next couple of days!”

Looking down at his flaccid dick Harry gave a defeated sigh “I don’t think I can,” he mumbled embarrassedly.

“Oh, FFS!” I say sternly. “You have a tongue and fingers, don’t you? Unless you want to watch your wife fucked with a real dick, not a cocktail sausage?”

Harry immediately clambered between Erica’s thighs and licked her feverishly but with more enthusiasm than skill. However, it soon became evident that he still had no real idea how to use his tongue and fingers to please a woman.

I looked down to the end of the bed, where Anna had taken her usual sleeping position lying crossways along the bottom of the bed, and said, “Come up here and show this clueless worm how to properly please a woman’s cunt!”

Anna quickly joined Harry between Erica’s thighs causing Erica to have to throw a leg over each of their outer shoulders. Anna inverted her hand so that her left hand and fingers were pointing back toward herself. Putting her forefinger and thumb on either side of Erica’s slit, Anna lewdly separated Erica’s sex, exposing her small stiff clitoris.

Flattening her tongue over the whole area, Anna ran her tongue firmly up and down Erica’s clit several times. Then, making her tongue into an almost point, she flicked Erica’s clit followed by three or four quick circles around the outside edges.

Flattening her tongue again, Anna ran it wetly and firmly down the middle of Erica’s labia. Next, she lapped at the entrance to her vulva before repeating the process.

Erica’s head was pushed as far back as she could stretch it and her hips almost levitated off the mattress. She had taken each of her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of both hands and was pulling and twisting on them and moaning gutturally.

I looked over at Mistress Vicky and saw a look of amazement that I’m sure was mirrored on my own, on her face. “What a slut!” I mouthed at Mistress Vicky. Mistress Vicky nodded in agreement, and we both turned back to the action.

“Your turn,” Anna told Harry.

Harry did his best to imitate what Anna had shown him. He seemed to mostly succeed as Erica’s groans never let up.

Anna pushed her right hand underneath her body, up between her breasts, close to Erica’s thrusting hips and pussy. Then, resting most of her weight on her elbow and forearm, Anna slid the first two fingers of her right hand into Erica’s hot wet pussy. This forced Harry to concentrate on circling, flicking and lapping Erica’s clit.

Anna pushed Harry’s head aside with her left hand, “Just watch,” she told him.

Anna placed her lips around Erica’s clitoris and gently sucked it into her mouth before releasing and lapping at it, then circling it, before repeating the sucking motion.

At the same time, Anna hooked her fingers, still inside Erica’s cunt, up and back a little. Then, finding Erica’s G-spot and stimulating it, Anna circled and lapped at Erica’s clit and regularly repeated the sucking action.

Erica’s moans quickly became faster and higher-pitched. It was obvious the little tart was about to pop another orgasm again. Just as Erica was about to blow, Anna withdrew her fingers and removed her mouth from Erica’s clit. A frustrated groan of disappointment emanated from Erica.

Once again, amazed, I touched Mistress Vicky’s arm. We looked at each other and shook our heads in wonder.

“Now you,” Anna said to Harry and got up on her knees.

Harry took the middle position between Erica’s spread thighs. Erica immediately wrapped her lush thighs around Harry’s head and guided his head onto her eagerly waiting pussy.

Harry rested on his elbows and forearms, copying what he had seen Anna do. This allowed him to spread her sex with one hand, as Anna had done, and slip two fingers of his other hand into Erica’s grasping cunt.

It was pretty close to what Anna had taught him, but Erica wasn’t quite reacting as fervently as she had with Anna doing it. Finally, Anna touched Harry’s shoulder. When he looked at her, she showed him her first two fingers and indicated that he should hook them up and back a little as she had done.

Harry did as shown and soon found that slightly rough spot on the inside front of Erica’s vulva that indicated her Gspot and rubbed across it with the tips of his 2 fingers.

A deep, guttural, prolonged moan immediately poured out of Erica’s mouth. Encouraged, Harry sucked Erica’s clit into his mouth and gently nipped down on it before pulling back slightly.

This proved to be enough for Erica. Almost squealing, she held Harry’s head tight to her pussy and, bucking like a rodeo horse, came hard, shuddered, and came again. Cumming for the first time from oral sex by her husband.

Harry sat up, looking immensely proud of himself.

“Have you two finally had enough?” I demanded. “Can we get some sleep now?”

I then became aware of more low moans echoing in the chamber. Anna had slipped over between Mistress Vicky’s thighs and, kneeling with her cute ass up in the air, was busily giving an encore performance on Mistress Vicky’s pussy.

“What?” Mistress Vicky asked me between moaning and thrusting up at Anna’s eagerly lapping tongue. “Watching them made me horny! And this slut,” indicating Anna, “is always happy to help out!”

FFS! Now I was hard again too!

So I got up on my hands and knees behind Anna’s gently swaying ass. Spitting on my hand, I rubbed the moisture onto my cockhead. Pulling Anna’s ass cheeks apart, I let more spit dribble out onto the cleft of her ass. I spread that around the entrance to her rosebud and positioned my cock at her starfish. Then, I took a firm grasp of Anna’s hips and forcefully drove my entire length deep into her bowel in one savage stroke.

Anna’s head dropped to the bed, and an explosive grunt spat from her mouth. I was a little worried that I had hurt her, but I should have known better.

Anna lifted her head, turned to look at me, and groaned, “Fuck this slut’s dirt hole, Master. Fill it up with your seed, please?”

Then went back to bringing Mistress Vicky to a crescendo.

I pumped my length in and out of her dark hole, watching and waiting for Mistress Vicky to climax. It didn’t take long. Mistress Vicky clenched her thighs tightly around Anna’s head and bucked up against Anna’s eagerly licking tongue with a shuddering moan and exploded into another mind-boggling orgasm.

Seeing and feeling this and with a firm, strong voice, I demanded, “Cum for me now, my little cum queen!”

This is one of Anna’s ‘trigger’ phrases, the ones I used to train her to ‘come on demand’. Anna instantly dissolved into a ground-shaking orgasm, her sphincter squeezing down at my invading cock.

Feeling this, I grabbed Anna’s hips, pinched down on the flesh hard, and pounded into her anal fuck hole as firmly as possible before pumping whatever I had left into her. Groaning, I let my deflating penis drop out of Anna’s ass.

Being a good, well-trained slut, Anna swung immediately around and took my now flaccid cock into her mouth. She cleaned all traces of my cum off it. Grateful, I’m sure, that I insist she douches before any sexual activity.

With everyone finally satiated, we all drifted off to sleep. The last thing I saw before drifting off to sleep was Erica cuddling up to Harry smiling, stroking his head and kissing him.

Anna, as usual, beat everyone up the next morning. Saturday had dawned clear and bright.

It was about 8.30 when Anna opened our bedroom door. She entered, carefully carrying a large tray with four plates of bacon, eggs, hash browns and toast, four cups of black coffee, a small jug of milk and a bowl of sugar.

Handing Mistress Vicky (MsV) the plate with the gluten-free toast and distributing cutlery. Anna momentarily disappeared before coming back in with another plate for herself.

There wasn’t much conversation as we all tucked into some breakfast. I wondered how to politely send Harry and Erica home when my ears were pricked by a conversation between MsV and Anna.

“You’ll have to take Harriet back to your bedroom to make her up suitable for a ‘girl’s day’ at the shops,” MsV said. “You’re probably a little bigger-bodied than Harriet. But I’m close enough, so he can borrow one of my sundresses until we can purchase him some outfits. Your shoes will have to do for now, as well. He’s lucky as women’s shoe sizes will fit him readily.”

Harry, feeling rested and basking in his newfound ability to orally please his wife, got out of bed and tried to ‘butch up’.

“I will not be dressing in anybody’s clothes but mine!” He tried to assert forcefully. “In fact, I will be taking this off,” indicating the baby doll nightie he was still wearing, “and escorting my wife home!”

I was about to crush him when Erica intervened.

She spoke quietly but vehemently, “You will do as Mistress Vicky says and dress in whatever she says. You will not take off your nightie until Mistress says you can, and you will not escort me anywhere! Or I will email photos to your bosses, Pastor, sisters, and mother. Do I make myself clear?”

Harry crumpled, almost in tears. He sniffled. “You wouldn’t, Erica, would you?”

Erica assumed the same pose she had seen MsV use on him. Arms crossed under her full luscious breasts, as she was still completely starkers, it was quite an impressive sight. Erica placed one foot slightly ahead of the other and tapped that foot on the ground at the same time as tapping her forefinger on her arm just to the side of her elbow.
“I would
, and I will! This is the price we pay to open up our sex lives and fix our love life. We agree to submit to Sir and Mistress Vicky, doing everything they wish. They agree to teach us all about sex. How to fuck and be fucked, how to please and be pleased and how to become our true authentic selves. I’m willing to pay the price, and, so help me God, one way or another, you will too! Otherwise, your Mother will be the first to see the photos!”

Inwardly a little shocked at Erica’s insistence and vehemence, I looked across at MsV.

She raised an eyebrow and said, “I think our little slut,” indicating Erica, “may have some ‘switch’ tendencies!” And laughed.