Cheating Piece of Shit Sluts

by Mick2016

Copyright© 2018 by Mick2016

Erotica Sex Story: The name says it all. She was, he was, she was.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   Fiction   Cheating   Swinging   Revenge   .

Deb opened the garage door and drove in. After closing the garage door, she came into the house. She was coming home late from work again and I was sitting in the kitchen in my bath robe having a sandwich and a beer. I was listening to smooth jazz on the whole home sound system.

“Mike, turn that down. It sounds like the sound track to a porno. We need to talk.”

“What do we need to talk about this time?”

“Please take this seriously. Come out here to the living room, sit down here and listen to me.”

I turned down the volume and went and sat on the couch to the spot where she pointed. I looked at her with my eyebrows raised and my eyes wide open, as she began to pace back and forth in our living room. She was building her courage to say something.

“I have been thinking about this for a while now and I have decided that I want us to have an open marriage.” She looked at me like she had just made a momentous announcement.

I sat there and looked at her, waiting for the rest of it.

“Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“I was waiting for you to finish. You know, to tell me that you are bored or to tell me that it is only sex or to tell me that you want to see what the size and shape of other men’s cocks are. You know the typical bullshit that a cheating piece of shit slut would say. So, I guess that means that you are not serious, or I interrupted you before you got to the bullshit part.”

She looked at me like I had two heads.

“You just called me a slut!”

“No! I did not. I asked if you were going to say the things that a cheating piece of shit slut would say. Did you want to say any of those?”

“No! But I want to spice up our sex life. We could come home and share stories and get all horny and then fuck like bunnies.”

“First, we would have to have a sex life to spice up. We haven’t made love or just fucked in almost three months. Second, you must think that I would get excited if I was with a cheating piece of shit?”

“It is not cheating if both parties agree, and I am not what you called me!”

“Oh! Ok, how does this work? Do you think of cheating on me and become a cheating piece of shit slut? Or do you cheat on me first and then become a cheating piece of shit slut after you do it. Or do you become a cheating piece of shit slut only when I don’t go along with it?”

“God damn it! Stop calling me names!”

“I never called you a name! I simply asked you when you WERE going to BECOME a cheating piece of shit slut. Well I guess you could also become a cheating piece of shit slut if you already went out and did fuck some other cheating piece of shit slut. Because I figure that if I was still married and went out to fuck someone else, then that person would have to be a cheating piece of shit slut for fucking a married man.”

“MICHAEL! Stop saying that!”

“What?”

“You are implying that if we open our marriage that I will become a cheating piece of shit slut!”

“No, I am saying that you would become a cheating piece of shit slut, if you fucked someone without my permission. Well, I also want to know at what point I would become a cheating piece of shit slut as well. Does it happen when I go out and intentionally break our marriage vows or is the intent to break them enough to make me a cheating piece of shit slut?”

“You would NOT be a cheating ANYTHING if I gave you permission!” She was shouting at the top of her lungs.

“Oh. Ok, calm down. Do I have it?”

“It? Do you have what? What is it?”

“The permission to fuck some cheating piece of shit slut.”

“Well if we open our marriage you would have permission to come with me to some of the swinger’s sessions and parties that my friends go to.”

“Oh! So, I would have to come with you? I couldn’t just go out a fuck some cheating piece of shit slut on my own?”

“We would join a swinger’s club and go together.” She was getting very impatient with me.

“But if I wanted to go off on my own, it would be ok because we would now be open to do what we wanted, right?”

“NO! We would go to the club parties together and swap with another couple.”

“A couple of cheating piece of shit sluts?”

“Stop saying that!”

“What if I don’t like them or if the guy is ugly?”

“The guy?”

“Well I figured if we were going for an open marriage I might as well open up all the way. I used to really like it when you stuck your dildo up my ass. I wonder what a man’s cock would feel like. Maybe he can ass fuck both of us, then we can compare notes and get horny and then fuck like bunnies.”

“You want to be fucked by a man?” Deb looked like she had been slapped.

“Aren’t you going to be fucked in the ass by a guy? I know you used to like it.”

“But I am a woman. You are a man.”

“Sherlock! You got it in one!”

“Mike, are you telling me that you might be gay?”

“No. Well I don’t know. I have never been with a man, but open is open, right?”

“No! I don’t want a man to have anal sex with you AND me!”

“So you want him to just be with me. I got it! I will be a male cheating piece of shit slut and you will be a female, just not with the same guy.”

“I guess that could happen.”

“What happens if there are no men for me? Or if I ass fuck all of the other male cheating piece of shit sluts? What will you do, sit around and eat pussy all night?”

“I don’t eat pussy?” Deb scrunched up her face.

“So you would be just better off not going and letting me do it on my own?”

“What? No, you are confusing me!”

“What is so confusing? We open our marriage and I get to fuck every man that you do.”

“No! I don’t want you to fuck other men!”

“Oh, good, I don’t want you fucking other men either. Hell, I could get and give you AIDS! I’m glad we cleared this up before we both made a really dangerous mistake.”

Just then her cell phone rang. She left the room and I followed after she left and listened to her end of the conversation.

_”Hello?”

“Yeah, I told him.”

“No, it did not go well.”

“I know you told me, but that is not what he said.”

“Robby, he said that he wants to fuck all of the men I do.”

“I’m serious. He says that if I fuck you, he gets to fuck you.”

“Oh, so you just want to fuck me again?”

“He doesn’t want to fuck your wife, he wants to fuck you! AND he wants me to eat her pussy! That’s disgusting.”

“No, I don’t want to eat her pussy.”

“Oh, you thought that you would be with her and me. Well you better count on fucking me while Mike fucks your ass. I think that is what HE sees as a three-way.”

“We better put this on hold.”

“Until I can figure out if my husband is really gay or bi-sexual.”

“My God, what if he has already been fucking men and I don’t know it? I need to get checked for AIDS!”

“Yes, AIDS! I might have infected you and your wife, and you may have infected all of the members of the club.”

“I did get checked a couple of months ago, but not for AIDS. Shit!”_ I coughed like I was coming into the room.

“Mike is coming I have to go.” I walked into the room and could see a change in her demeanor.

“So tell me about these guys I get to have sex with. I assume that since you have made the decision that you at least know them.”

“I know a couple of them.”

“Have you already fucked them? I mean now that our marriage is open, the least you can do is let me know who they are so I can scope them out before I go to bed with them. Maybe you can give me some pointers to help me get them off.” I opened my robe and started to stroke my cock.

“What are you doing?”

“Well you wanted to compare stories after, why not compare notes before? The idea IS getting me excited.” I kept stroking.

“I wanted us to tell our stories to get ourselves excited about our experiences.”

“Anyway, what all do I have to do?”

“First, you have to have a clean bill of health. The doctor needs to screen you for any STD’s.”

“Um, that doesn’t include AIDS or HIV screening does it?” I tried to look worried and stopped stroking myself.

“Why? Is there a problem?” Deb saw me soften.

“No, I don’t think so.” I paused.

“Mike, have you had sex with a guy before?”

“I was kind of wild when I was younger. I drank a lot and I’m told that I had sex with a lot of people that I don’t remember.”

“Could you have given me AIDS?” She sounded like she was about to freak out.

“I am sure if I had done that then you would have shown symptoms already. Besides I always used rubbers. Well mostly. Does this mean that I don’t get to fuck the guys?”

“Michael! Why don’t you just fuck the women that will be there?”

“I don’t want to fuck them. Deb, the only woman that I want to fuck, other than you, is my secretary. You know Clare. She has been after me for almost a year. She got divorced and thinks that I would be a good catch.”

“When did Clare get divorced?”

“A year ago, when she caught her husband going to swinger’s parties and fucking some cheating piece of shit slut. She always tells me that she needs a nice honest, loyal, and sexy guy like me. She askes me every Friday if this is the weekend I spend with her. I always laugh her off, but I guess I don’t have to do that anymore. I do have your permission, right?”

“No! She would have to be a member of the swinger’s club and we would have to be there together.”

“So, you would be interested in fucking her while I do her husband!” I started stroking my cock again.

“What? No, wait. You are confusing me again.”

“Are there a lot of clubs?” I changed the subject while I was playing with my dick.

“I don’t know. It doesn’t seem like there would be.” Deb stared at my erection.

“Clare said that her husband was still in a swinger’s club, but he just went to fuck other women. He doesn’t go with anyone. Hey! Maybe, I could bring her as a guest. Wow! I could line up her next to the guy fucking you and I could go back and forth and fuck his ass then hers and then his! And you could eat her pussy while she sucks a guy’s dick, while I fuck him in the ass. I bet she has a nice pussy.” My cock was as hard as it could be.

“Why do you say that?”

“Well she has those huge tits.”

“They are probably fake.”

“Nope they are real.”

“How do you know?”

“She showed me. Last week, on Friday, we were the last ones out of the office and when we got on the elevator, she turned to me and lifted her sweater and pulled up her bra. They are real and huge. She asked me what I thought of them. I told her they were very nice. She told me that I could have them anytime I wanted.”

“Did you feel her up?”

“No! I’m married.”

“But she obviously wanted you.”

“But I am obviously married. Of course, now that we are open, so I suppose I will get to.” I stoked myself a little faster.

“Well, I want to go to the club party tonight. Get dressed so you can come with me.”

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