Date: Tue, 25 Nov 2003 14:34:45 -0600
From: Wise Fool <thewisefoolknows@hotmail.com>
Subject: Her Slut Side III

***The following is a original, fictional story about a woman who takes over
the sexual lives of a married couple, eventually getting them both to
experience bisexuality.

*Thanks for all the positive feedback and constructive criticism. Anybody
know an erotic story editor? (Kidding)

*It's my first story, and your feedback is appreciated.
thewisefoolknows@hotmail.com.

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editing. Any other use is strictly prohibited.

If it's illegal for you to be reading this, then don't. If you're under 18,
go read something that's going to better your mind instead. If you have a
moral issue with this, then just go away. Thanks.***



Her Slut Side (Part III)

by Wisefool



After Jessica and Mary left, I went upstairs to get more clothes on, then I
went right back down and made myself a quick dinner. I sat back down in
front of the TV with my meal and then it struck me as to just how foolish it
was to sit here and act like nothing happened. My wife just walked out with
Jessica who was taking great pleasure in making a slut out of Mary.

It sucked; being so angry about all of this and yet so turned on. I was
thinking about jacking off at one moment and going out to hunt them down the
next. Instead I pushed the food I made around my plate and drank a beer in
front of the TV, uncertain of anything. I took only my second mouthful of
food and then I felt like I was hit again.

I had came home *early* from work. Jessica was here with Mary and that
fucking strap-on while I wasn't expected. She came here to fuck Mary alone,
without me.

"Fuck her!" I said out loud. I've had plenty of women and satisfying, freaky
sex in my past. She's just a bitch, I thought. I was suddenly raging. I
slammed my hand down on the coffee table, making everything jump and I got
up. I paced around the room, smoking and reflecting back on everything that
happened in the past two days. Without a doubt these were the most intense
sexual experiences I ever had in my life, and when I thought about it, I
didn't really have any regrets.

Finally frustrated to the point I couldn't think, I flopped myself down on
the couch and sighed. I needed to stop and rest my mind for a bit, or I was
going to drive myself nuts. Picking up the remote I channel-surfed through
two hundred stations of bullshit. I gave up and went to do the dishes
instead.

While I was putting some things away the phone rang. It made my stomach
turn. I was already afraid of what this conversation could be.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver.

I was answered with the sound of a woman moaning loudly. It was Mary. She
was having sex! She was begging someone to fuck her, telling them to fill
her pussy and fuck her hard. Then suddenly her moans changed, it sounded
like she was being muffled. I instantly visualized someone pushing their
cock into her mouth.

"Hi David." It was Jessica now, sounding bright and pleasant as ever. She
must have been holding up the receiver so I could hear.

"I just wanted to let you know I introduced Mary to some friends of mine and
we're taking *real* good care of her." She said, I could still hear the
fucking in the background.

"Jessica! Let me talk to Mary!" I yelled.

"Oh," She said in mock sympathy, "I'm sorry honey, but she's really busy." I
could hear her pull the phone away as she and some guy laughed.

"Jessica. Stop fucking around and let me talk to Mary." I was now trying to
keep myself calm. I didn't want to play into her game.

"Tell me you liked sucking my dick last night." She said.

"What?" I was shocked.

"You heard me, slut." Jessica replied, "Tell me you *liked* sucking my big
dick, and I'll let you talk to Mary."

I rolled my eyes. If she wanted to think she was in control of me too, I
might as well let her.

"Fine. I liked sucking your big dick." I said.

There was a pause, with Mary still moaning and begging in the background.

"Are you going to suck it again?" She asked.

It was my turn to pause.

"Fine." I said.

"And another thing honey," Jessica continued, "I want you to call in sick
for tomorrow."

"I can't." I replied.

"Oh, you can. And you will." She said, "You already told them you weren't
feeling well today, they'll just think you're still sick. So call them!"

I paused for a moment, "Fine." I said again. "Now put Mary on!"

"Mary and I are going to be back tomorrow about noon. See you then." And
then she held up the phone again so I could get a good earful of Mary.

"Oh yes! My ass! Oh god please yes!" was the last thing I heard as the phone
hung up.

I know Mary. She wouldn't be doing this as any kind of joke. She was out
there fucking around with Jessica and being a...

I didn't want to think the word. Few guys ever want to think that about
their own wives. Jessica was making it clear that I was inadequet, and
Mary's actions seemed to back her claim up.

The phone call left me in such a state of shock I simply went upstairs to
bed, although it was not even nine yet, and got ready for sleep. As I played
back the sound of Mary in my head, I decided that I was a little horny from
it and jerked myself until I came and finally passed out.

I woke the next morning and called in to work. I told them that I still
wasn't feeling well and that another day of rest should get me back on my
feet. They sounded more indifferent than anything else. Instead of getting
up, I rolled back over and went back to sleep.

I woke around mid-morning. I got out of bed, took a shower and dressed. I
needed something to occupy myself and so I went downstairs and did some
minor housecleaning. It passed the time pretty quickly and before I knew it,
it was almost noon. I realized I had not eaten yet and so headed to the
kitchen to fix a sandwich. I sat down at the kitchen table and ate slowly.
My stomach had been in knots all morning and I didn't want to get sick. I
didn't hear Mary enter and so I was very surprised when she slowly walked
into the kitchen. She was wearing the same outfit from last night, although
her makeup appeared to be fresh.

I didn't want to fight. I surprised myself by suddenly realizing that I was
not mad at Mary for any of this.

"Hi." I said quietly.

"Hi." Mary replied, and then sat down across from me.

We sat in silence for a moment. I couldn't look at her, I was so torn
between jealousy and anger and love. I *did* love Mary. There were hundreds
of reasons I married her, least of all being she's a beautiful woman. But
after the last two days I wasn't certain she felt the same about
me.

"What's going on Mary?" I asked. "What are you doing?"

"I'm doing what
I want to do." Mary said meekly, "I'm loving it, and I don't want to go back
to the way things were."

"What's that mean?" I was getting angry. "What the
fuck happened that changed *you* so much?"

Jessica, right on cue, slowly
walked into the kitchen. I heard her high heels on the floor before she came
in to view. I spun around to face her. She was breathtaking. She was wearing
a pleated black skirt that came down to mid-thigh. She also wore a loose
white blouse that was unbuttoned to her cleavage. It was a light material
and if I looked closely I could see the dark areas of her nipples through
it. Jessica strolled her way around the table looking at me and smiling
until she stood directly behind Mary.  I knew immediately I was in
trouble.

"Mary hasn't changed David, she's now the person she *wants* to
be, who she always was inside. She's finally fulfilling the things she
*wants* to do, not what you or anyone else want of her."

She then leaned
forward and put a hand right down the front of Mary's shirt, reaching for
her right tit. I could see her squeezing it through the material. Mary let
out a quiet gasp. She played with it while continuing to talk to me.

"She's
a slut, David. Most people are, but they hide it and deny it because of
social pressure, moral or religious B.S. or whatever. But now Mary knows
that she can be a real slut and enjoy it, no matter what people think. Mary,
now tell him. You really like being a slut, don't you?"

"Yes." Mary replied
quietly.

"You like getting lots of cock in your pussy and ass,
right?"

"Yes."

"You like having your body used by men and
women?"

"Yes."

I was suddenly the back of my neck was hot. I was
pissed.

"This is bullshit!" I said. "You're controlling her! She's just
saying what you want her to."

"You want control?" asked Jessica "I'll show
you fucking control."

Jessica let go of Mary's breast. She then reached
down and pulled her skirt up her thighs, nearly exposing her crotch.

"Mary,
lick me." She said.

Without hesitation Mary turned in her chair and put her
head so she could nuzzle her way under Jessica's skirt. Jessica pulled it
higher, exposing her shaved cunt for just a moment, and Mary opened her
mouth to latch on to her tiny bare slit. It was all I saw because Jessica
suddenly pulled her skirt over Mary's head, hiding her from my view. She put
one foot on the seat of the chair next to Mary, I guessed to give Mary
better access, and then put both hands behind Mary's head. She started to
lewdly grind her pussy into Mary's face. I could hear Mary as she sucked and
licked away at Jessica. Jessica looked up at me and gave me an evil smile.
My cock was aching in my jeans before I even noticed it was hard. This was
the single most erotic thing I had ever witnessed. It was killing me not to
be able to watch what Mary was doing under there, but I was loving it
nonetheless. It was exquisite torture.

Jessica looked down on Mary and
spoke through clenched teeth.

"Oh, right there slut. Yes. Suck it. Hmmm,
yeah like that." She said.

She stopped grinding and instead started moving
Mary's head around under her skirt, pulling her hard into her cunt. She
looked up at me again, and then began to bounce Mary's face off of her
crotch. It made it seem like Mary was giving her a blow-job instead from my
view.

"Oh your wife is good at this too." She teased, "I could ride her
face all fucking day. She's got such a talented mouth!"

Jessica lowered her
foot and took a step back, which pulled the skirt off of Mary's head. Mary's
face glistened with Jessica's juices. A drip of it formed between her nose
and upper lip, and she licked it into her mouth.

Jessica stepped up to the
table again and put both hands on the surface. She leaned over slightly,
pushing her ass out. Mary responded by getting off her chair and on to her
knees behind Jessica. She raised the back of Jessica's skirt and pulled it
over her head again. All I could see of Mary were her arms as she obviously
spread Jessica's ass cheeks. Her head moved under the skirt, and I could
tell she was licking the crack from top to bottom. Jessica sighed and moaned
quietly, looking at me and smiling all the while. With my hand I started to
squeeze my hardon through my jeans. Jessica eyes were half closed and
dreamy, she was biting on her tongue. She reached back behind her and
grabbed Mary's head and shoved it hard into her ass.

"C'mon baby. Get it
*in* there." Jessica hissed.

It was too much. My wife on her knees tongue
fucking this beautiful bitch's asshole. I squeezed my dick one more time and
suddenly I was coming. I came in my pants. I had never been so turned on in
my life.

I was still sitting there watching, but none of it was registering
with me. I was completely entranced from my orgasm. Jessica's voice snapped
me out of it.

"Did you just come?" Jessica exclaimed. "Stand up. Show
me."

I hesitated and then slowly stood up. The small wet patch on the front
of my jeans was clearly visible. I looked down at it while Jessica laughed.
I blushed.

"Pathetic." She smirked. "If this is all too much for you David,
I, uhm - I suggest you leave, because this is just the beginning."

Jessica
sighed in pleasure from Mary's work.

"See, Mary not only loves being a slut, she's a good one too!" She
said.

Jessica gave another sigh and moved her other hand down to her pussy,
rubbing it with long, hard strokes. She closed her eyes and started to
breathe heavily. I watched as Jessica built her moans to a fevered pitch,
louder and louder until she yelled and came. She let go of Mary's head and
Mary sat back on her calves, pulling herself free from Jessica's dress. She
looked well used, her lips were red and puffy and her makeup a little
smeared. Jessica removed her hand from her pussy. She turned to Mary and
offered her wet fingers to her. Mary opened her mouth and sucked on them. As
she slowly pumped the fingers in and out of Mary's mouth Jessica turned to
face me.

"So I take it then you're not really interested in me, just Mary."
I said.

"Oh, well I do fuck plenty of *men*," she quipped, then leaned over
the table, so our faces were closer and whispered, "I'm just not into little
boys, David. No offense."

Jessica removed her fingers from Mary's sucking
mouth and stroked her hair like a pet.

"Well, if we're going to do this, I
think I want to have other partners as well." I said. "This just doesn't
feel fair."

I couldn't believe how much I sounded like a *child*, but it
was the jealousy rising in me. Jessica paused and then slowly grinned.

"I
think we can agree to that, can't we Mary?" She said.

Mary simply nodded her head, not looking at anyone. I couldn't believe she
was really happy being Jessica's sex slave. Suddenly Jessica's face
brightened into a smile.

"In fact, we'll throw a party tonight! I'll make
sure there's plenty for *both* of you."


FIN part III.

(How's that for a fucking cliffhanger? LOL)