“That’s mean.”
“It’s directed. I have a plan and I intend to follow the plan. Hopefully, it works out well for everyone. That’s my goal, anyway. If she doesn’t like licking pussy, she can quit at any time. Just like you can. I’m not making you lick Sharon, but she might need to be nudged into trying it.”
We rolled up on her apartment and I helped her with her packages.
“Wear something sexy for Phillip tomorrow. I’ll see you tomorrow evening. You can let me know how he seems to be doing.”
She nodded and I laid a kiss on her before I left.
I knew the first part of my plan was now successful. The next part of it would require the Smith’s help. Perhaps in their attempts for Laura to get pregnant, or in Phillip researching his own desires, they would know of others like themselves; women who needed help getting pregnant, and submissive or cuckold leaning husbands I could work on. First, I needed to turn her into my cock loving slut and Phillip into a properly submissive cuckold who would willingly help me subvert others. Having sex with married women with the permission and support of their husband’s, took away the temptation of single women looking for a husband.
******
Sharon came by before work and I put the third largest plug in her, giving her a quick finger fucking in the process. I had two more plugs to go before I took her ass. I spent Friday packing up my things and made arrangements for some help getting it moved to Phillip’s home on Saturday morning. I didn’t have that much. I’d been living light before my marriage, and carried less out of it. I let my ex keep all the jewelry and whatever furniture I brought in. I’d moved in with her because she had a home and I’d had a small apartment. Big enough for a king size bed was enough for me. It was mostly clothes, with some electronics and some sex toys. Sex was an important part of my life, if you haven’t figured it out already. I also had some gym equipment at a storage unit.
I went out and bought some more sex toys, including another two sets of anal plugs since I was preparing three rectums for sex. I got a little bondage gear, but I’d test the waters cautiously before proceeding in that direction. I did want Laura willing to try different things for me and Phillip, that she’d never done before; to expand her sexual horizons past the three men she’d fucked already. I wanted her having sex with women, at least two men at once, and possibly three at the same time with Phillip’s agreement. Laura might be the most vanilla person I’d ever had sex with, but she’d be a willing participant in almost any kind of fucking before I was finished.
Both Becca and Sharon arrived at around the same time. Since I hadn’t fucked anyone yet today, we deferred supper until after our first sex. Before doing Becca, I gave her the set of plugs I’d purchased for her, putting the second smallest one in myself. I told her to put in a larger one every night. After reaching the largest size, she could stick that one in every two or three days, just to keep herself stretched and limber. Both women seemed to appreciate the stretching they received when wearing the plugs when I pushed inside their pussies.
We ordered from room service, and as we waited for the food to arrive, I questioned Becca about her day.
“How was Phillip?” I asked.
“He seemed better than he’s been all this past week, more at ease. It’s like he was weighted down with this huge decision he had to make, but now he’s made up his mind, he’s at peace. He didn’t say anything to me, nor did I say anything to him about what happened last night, even that he watched Sharon and I fucking.”
“I’m not surprised. It can’t be easy coming to a determination to let your wife be fucked and bred by another man. I’m sure it was weighing on him. Once the decision is made, there’s no more choice, only living with the results, results which he’d decided he could accept. Would you two like to come with me tomorrow and watch Laura begin her transition to a slut? Perhaps before her day is over, she’ll be licking one of your cunts. I’d be particularly interested if she licked yours, Becca, mostly because you work for Phillip.”
“It might be interesting to see,” Sharon said. “Would you ever turn me into a slut?”
“What makes you think I haven’t been?”
Sharon thought about that a few seconds. “Damn! I am a slut. I’m in your bed every day practically begging for your cock. I met strangers last night with no bra or panties and a translucent blouse, I’ve had sex with a woman, a threesome, had sex in front of two strangers, I’ve got a plug in my ass getting it stretched out so you can fuck my ass, all in the last week. I was even the one who told you to pick up another woman at the club Wednesday so I could practice licking a cunt.”
I shrugged. “Have you enjoyed it?”
“Hell, yes.”
“Then does it make any difference to you what you are?”
“I guess not.”
“Then why don’t you open the door as you are when our food comes?”
Sharon looked down at her nude body, a pretty nice one by all accounts, and grinned ruefully.
“Can it get any worse?”
“You could tip him with a blow job, although I don’t think you’ve quite reached the appropriate slut level yet. You need at least a fifth degree black belt in sluthood before you’ll do that.”
“How long do you think it will take?”
“At the rate you’re progressing, I’d say before you go back home. Of course, you’re only a traveling slut right now. You don’t reach a tenth degree black belt in slut, until you practice it at home. Almost no one knows you in Seattle. When you start doing it in front of your friends, then you’ll know you’ve mastered the material.”
“Nobody has ever fucked me at home the way you do.”
“They may not have a cock as large as mine, but they can be trained to fuck longer and better. Plus, there’s always women now you’ve seen how much you can enjoy a juicy cunt.”
“Damn, you’re right. I haven’t reached the point where I’d tip him with a blow job, but I have reached the point where I’ll put on a show,” Sharon said. “Fuck me, Brick. Sit on the edge of the bed and let me mount you. I want him or her to see me enjoying your thick prick when they bring our food. Becca, you let them in.”
That’s what we did. I put a wrapper on, sat on the edge of the bed and Sharon mounted my mast and I was helping her bounce up and down my prick when our food arrived. Becca answered the door, naked, invited him to wheel the food in and handed him a twenty. He watched Sharon and me fuck long enough for Sharon to climax, moaning like a bitch in heat, before he left. He was having problems with an erection as he walked out the door.
“Can you cum?” Sharon asked. “I don’t want to stop until you cum, but I don’t want our food to get cold.”
I laughed. “Sure.” I slammed into her four more times, then pulsed, emptying my sack into the condom, giving her another orgasm in the process.
“You two were so fucking hot,” Becca said. “That poor boy had a nasty hard-on when he left.”
After eating, we fucked two more times before falling asleep in a tangled web of arms and legs.