Author's Note:
This story does include a wife that fucks other men and a husband that fucks other women.
You have been warned.
Any comments I don't like I will delete. I wrote this story back in 2010 and it appears that I never published here at Lit. Enjoy. This is a long story... 42,000+ words.
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- This is an original work by Zeb Carter and is protected under copyright by U.S. copyright law. It is only submitted at Literotica.Com and any submission to any other site has not been authorized by the Author.
~~~ Yes, I Married a Slut ~~~
Chapter 1
I married a slut. I know I married a slut. I know because I planned it that way. I knew back in high school that I was a voyeur. I liked to watch people having sex, not that I didn't like to participate, I just liked watching, it made the sex all the better. There's not much chance to do that in high school but sometime after graduation on one particular double date, I got my chance and found my sweet slut. Now don't get me wrong, I like sex just as much as the next person does. I just like to watch, before or during.
My buddy cheating on his girlfriend, who just happened to live next door to me, brought about this date. She was a petite blond with a knockout face and body. My buddy was nuts. He had a delightful little blond honey who simply adored him and he goes out and bangs some girlfriend of his sisters. Well anyway, Jane was knocking on my door and I didn't know at the time that's what he had done.
"Hey, what's going on Jane?"
"Would you like to take me to the drive-in?"
My jaw dropped at her request. I knew she was seeing my buddy but she was such a sexy and pretty girl. She is that girl next door that all guys dream about having live there.
"Sure, let me get my coat," I told her, ducking back inside.
I grabbed my coat and keys and out the door, I went. I was on autopilot. I opened her door, helping her in, then ran around to the driver's side and climbed in, backing out of the driveway and driving away.
"Do you mind if we double date with Janice and Brad?"
"No, not at all, where are we picking them up?"
"At Janice's house, go up three blocks and take a right then two blocks, fourth house on the left."
"Sure thing," I said.
We were there in three minutes. Janice and Brad were waiting on her front porch. I beeped the horn and they came running over to the car and climbed in the back seat on Jane's side. I had a two-door.
"One more stop and then we can go, is that okay?"
"Sure, no problem, where too?" I asked.
"Jimmy's."
My head buzzed and my heart started to pound as I put the car in gear and drove off. It was twenty of the most agonizing minutes, I ever spent in a car. Jane and Janice talked and carried on as if nothing was wrong. Brad sat silently as I drove to my buddy's house. As we pulled up Jane started to cry, his car was gone. Well, not his car, his mother's, we were out of high school but just barely. Everyone was over eighteen but had yet to start college or go out and get a real job. As the car stopped, Jane jumped out, ran up to the house, and knocked on the door. Jimmy's mom answered and let her in hugging her and holding her there in the doorway for a minute.
"He is so fucking screwed," Janice said.
"All right, what's going on?" I asked.
"You don't know? Jimmy is out with someone else tonight. He was supposed to go out with Jane but called her and said he wasn't feeling well. She didn't believe him, waited an hour and called back. His mom told Jane he had gone out, his mom thought to see Jane," Janice told me.
"Holy shit! Damn!" I beat the steering wheel as it sunk in. "What an asshole."
"That's what I thought too," Janice said.
Long story short, Jane came out her eyes red from crying. I asked her if she wanted to go home, and she said no. I drove to the drive-in.
"Park way in the back in the dark corner," Jane said smiling shyly at me.
Now I knew you only parked back there if you were going to be getting it on, so to speak. I shrugged my shoulders and slowly cruised down the last row of the lot. I found a spot almost to the end of the row where we would have an empty spot on either side of the car.
"Perfect," Jane said, which rather shocked me.
I grabbed the speaker and hung it on the partially rolled-down window. Jane moved over next to me, lifted my arm, and snuggled in next to me. The car had bench seats. I placed my hand on her arm and gave her a little squeeze.
"You know I think he's an ass for doing what he's doing to you," I whispered to her.
"Thank you for not trying to defend him, I know he's your best friend," she whispers back.
"You're more than welcome. I hope you know I care for you very much, more than him."
"That's why I asked you to take me here tonight. I knew you would treat me nicely and be a gentleman," she sighed as she placed her hand on my thigh.
I almost jumped out of my skin at her touch, but who was I to complain? We sat watching the movie, to this day, I don't even remember what it was, as kissing sounds and sighs were emanating from the backseat. I then felt Jane's hand move slowly up my thigh to my hardening cock.
"Are you sure?" I whispered as she caressed my member.
"Yes, just sit back, relax and enjoy. This will be the only time this will happen. Not because I don't like you but because I will never again do this until I get engaged or married."
The noise from the back seat was getting louder. I turned my head as I felt my zipper pulled down and my pants unbuttoned. What I saw in the back seat was a remarkable sight. Brad had Janice's blouse and bra off and was sucking on her tits. Janice was moaning as he did. Her eyes were open and she was looking right at me. She winked and licked her lips.
Jane's hand snaked in my pants and grabbed my hard cock. She pulled it out of my pants and stroked it as she examined the head.
"Jimmy's is smaller than yours," she giggled stroking my manhood.
"Yes, I know," I replied without thinking as I watched Janice getting her tits sucked.
"Oh, how do you know?"
"We had gym together we all showered naked. How do you think I knew?"
"I thought just maybe...never mind," Jane pulled on my cock reaching in my pants to cradle my balls in her other hand.
I moved my hand to her breast and gently caressed her. She sighed and resumed stroking my cock with her soft hand. The noise in the back seat was getting louder which drew my attention back to Janice and Brad. Looking in the back seat again, I saw that Brad had slipped Janice's shorts off and was between her thighs, his mouth pressed to her sex.
Janice was still staring at me as Brad ate her out. She was smiling the whole time I looked at her. I couldn't help myself I was getting so turned on watching her slouched down in the seat being eaten by Brad that my cock got harder if that was even possible.
My head swiveled back to look down at Jane as she lowered her mouth down onto my cock. I squeezed her breast harder as she took me down her throat. I thought to myself, 'Jimmy you are an asshole!' Jane slowly sucked me deep into her warm, sweet mouth.
"Jane, can I see your breasts?" I whispered.
She raised her head smiling. She let go of my cock and pulled her t-shirt over her head and off. She then reached back, undid her bra, and let it slip off her shoulders. Her breasts were as lovely as I had imagined. I leaned forward, took a hard pert nipple in my mouth, and gently sucked. Jane moaned and put her hands on my head.
"You are the first guy to ever do this to me," Jane whispered.
I was in awe as her words sunk into my brain. I was the first ever to suck her tits. She moaned and sighed as I gently sucked and nibbled on her nipples.
"I hope you don't expect to go all the way," Jane said.
"I don't expect anything sweetheart. You are such a special person in my life I just feel privileged to be with you. I will only do what you want me to do."