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DISCLAIMER
This story contains scenes of an adult and sexually graphic nature. If you're
too young to smoke
or you're offended by stories involving sex then stop right now. This story is
not intended for you.

This story is real, though I've changed the names of people and places. The
events depicted
here happened not too long ago, but many things have changed since then. This
story is more
confession than anything else. I wanted to write everything I could remember so
that I could
begin to understand the changes that occured in me. This is the beginning then,
and it wouldn't
have happened unless I wanted it to.

Any comments are appreciated. Send them to:
Xuxan40@aol.com

I, SLUT: Part 3 of 5 Parts

by Sueann


 In the bedroom I turned on the TV and the VCR. I opened the box I had looked
at and
slid the tape into the VCR. The screen flickered from the evening news to the
beginning of the
video. After a moment a woman's breathless voice said "You can call me or any
of my friends for
hot fucking chat..." she stroked a pink dildo while she talked. I sat on the
edge of the bed. I took
off my shoes. That was about as comfortable as I wanted to get. I looked at
myself in the mirror. I
said "What the hell are you looking at?" to my reflection. I heard the water
shut off and the
shower curtain draw back. He walked into the bedroom still wet, with a towel
around his waist,
drying his thinning hair with another. He stopped and looked at the TV. "Get me
another drink
will you sugar..." he said, giving me his glass.

	Returning to the bedroom with our glasses I found him in the bed, sitting with
his back
against the headboard smoking a cigarette. "Thanks Suzi" he said as I gave him
his drink. "I
thought I told you to make yourself comfortable..." "I am...." I said. Sternly
he said "Suzi, you
know what I meant." I took off my jacket and sat next to the bed.

	"Stand up bitch!" he barked. I jumped to my feet.
	"Get up on the bed. Stand on it. Do it!" he commanded. I did as he said. "Now
come
here..." he ordered. I walked unsteadily on the soft mattress until I stood
next to him. "Closer..."
he said, "...step over me...there...now turn around...." I followed his
instructions. Looking down I
could see his legs between my feet. I felt his hands on my legs, caressing me
at the knees,
working their way up my thighs. I felt his fingers inside the waistband of my
pantihose. He began
to work them down over my bottom and my legs until they were taut between my
knees.
	"Bend over and take them off..." he said. When I bent over my butt was
directly level with
his face. I heard him inhaling deeply and felt his warm breath on my buttocks.
When I had pulled
off my pantihose he said "Stay just like that. I love the smell of your ass and
cunt." Looking down
I could see a large towel covered bulge on his midsection. It quivered like it
was alive. I felt a
thick finger lightly stroke my mound through my panties. The touch sent an
electric shiver up my
spine. "Ohh...you like that, huh?" he said. "When was the last time hubby gave
you a good
fucking?" he asked. "Two nights ago..." I said. He continued to touch me
lightly, feathery. It felt
good and it was making me respond. "I said a good fucking Suzi. Not the last
time he stuck his
dick in you and shot his wad." No one had ever talked to me like he was, but
his smutty words
made me feel even hotter. I wiggled my butt; his fingers were driving me crazy.
"The last time I
had a good fuck was....I don't remember..." He chuckled. "I thought so..." he
said. "Turn around
and take off your top. I want to see those titties."

	I pulled my top off and dropped it. One of the advantages of my size is that I
don't need
to wear a bra. My coffee colored nipples were crinkled hard and erect.
Unconsciously I rubbed
them and tweaked the tips with my fingers. "Very, very nice Suzi..." he said,
"...I love those pert
little buds. Do you like to have them sucked on and licked?" He reached between
my legs and
turned his palm up, forcing me to open my thighs a bit. A single wide finger
firmly petted my slit
through my moistening panties.  "Yes...I do..." I stammered. "Hmmmm...." he
said. "Turn around
again...watch a little TV..." he said. I turned again. I became aware of the
groans and murmurs of
the porno video. The music had a driving beat that was primitive and sexual. On
the screen an
enormous penis fucked a hairless vagina from behind. I felt his finger again.
"Looks pretty good
doesn't it Suzi?" I found myself rocking my hips to the beat, my fingers
caressing my breasts. "I
want you to rub your pussy while you watch. Go ahead sugar. It's OK." I
tentatively touched
myself over my panties. My fingers played along my mound. The fabric felt wet
and humid.
"Yeah, that's it. Get those panties wet for me sugar..." he said. I heard the
ice tinkle in his glass,
then I heard the snap of his lighter. He blew smoke between my legs. "Yeah
baby...I love it...get
it nice and juicy..." he said. On the screen the camera shifted and I saw the
woman sucking a
large penis while she was being fucked doggie style. Their bodies rocked
together as cocks
pistoned out of both of her ends.


	Boonie said "Let me have those panties Suzi sugar." I reached back and skinned
them
off and he took them from me. "Ahh...what a nice cunt sugar. I love those big
lips...there so
suckable." I felt so totally lewd, so wanton. I used my fingers to spread my
netherlips, raked a
nail lightly over my clit. I groaned. "God...there's nothing like the smell of
happy pussy baby." he
said. "Does hubby eat you Suzi?" he asked. "Sometimes..." I answered. The phone
rang. "Shit..."
he said, picking up. "Hell-o" he said. I wiggled my butt in his face and worked
a finger into my
vagina. He picked up the remote and muted the video sound. I could hear his
side of the
conversation, he could hear the soft squishy sounds my finger made as I worked
it in and out.

	"Hey Eddie...what's up?" he said, "how's Barb?"
	"No, not tonight...I'm busy..."
	"Yeah with this..." he held the mouthpiece between my legs. I placed another
finger
inside me and really whipped up a froth.
	"You got that right...she's a real fuck puppy alright."
	"Well maybe this weekend Eddie. I'll be ready for a good fuck by then. We'll
flip to see
who goes first...Barb always loves that.....yeah....well...just a minute..." He
slapped my ass.
	"Hey...you wanna say hi to this cocksucker?"
	"Well...sure...." I said. He gave me the phone. "Hi..." I said, and I swear I
giggled. A
breathless voice said, "Hey sweetheart...name's Eddie...I know you're kinda
busy, but listen...if
you wanna come over when Barb and I are there don't hesitate. OK?"
	"Yeah, OK. Bye Eddie." I handed the phone back.
	"See ya Ed. Give Barb a poke for me. Bye."
	"Who was that?" I asked. "Eddie and Barb. A couple I know. We have sex
parties. Barb's
a real slut. They come over and we pretty much spend the night fucking her
every way we can.
Everyone has a real ball."
	"Wow" was all I could say.
	"You want another drink?" he asked. "Sure, why not...but light, OK Boonie?"

	He slipped between my legs and walked out, the towel still wrapped around him.
	When he had gone I flopped onto the mattress, legs splayed, back propped up by
pillows. On the screen two women with balloon-sized breasts where locked in a
fervid 69. I
clicked off the mute button and lowered the volume until the music and their
lusty cries and
whispers provided an understated background to the scene I found myself in. I
found that my
right hand had floated between my moist lips and my knees had drawn up and
back. What was
happening to me? I told myself I was a married woman...well not the happiest of
marriages
perhaps...but who's was? I felt drawn, compelled to stay here for the next two
hours. Hell, I was
horny.

	"Hey bitch..." I heard Boonie say from the doorway. I opened my eyes and saw
him
standing there, the towel gone. One hand held a drink, the other fondled his
penis. I rolled over
and turned toward the foot of the bed.


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