Slutty Stephanie
By The Pen Is Mightier
thepenismightier09@gmail.com
Stephanie was a prude. She hated to admit it, but deep down, she knew it was true, and right now it was the cause of all her woes.
It was their worst fight yet. Earlier that morning, Steph sat down at the computer while her husband was at work. She turned on the monitor and was shocked to find that Mike had apparently been surfing porn the night before, leaving open several incriminating tabs.
When he returned home that night, everything exploded. Steph started by chewing him out, reminding him of his vows and how filthy porn was. Mike had countered that he wouldn’t have to look at porn if she wasn’t a prude who never put out, despite her own wedding vows to have and to hold. In the end, Mike left to spend the night elsewhere, and Steph found herself home alone contemplating his words.
As her anger from the fight subsided, she had to admit that he had a point. The truth was that she and Mike were basically sexually incompatible. Mike loved sex. He would probably take it every night if Steph let him. Initially, she did just that. In the early days of their marriage she did her best to be willing and ready whenever he wanted. It seemed to work for a while and it was a lot of fun, at least for Mike.
The problem was that Steph just wasn’t into sex. She never had been. Even though she could enjoy herself and even orgasm from time to time with Mike, it just didn’t have a spark for her. She couldn’t recall ever having a sexual fantasy, and the idea of looking at pornography was foreign to her.
After a a few months of marriage, Steph found herself turning down sex more and more. Gradually the flow slowed from almost daily, to weekly, to monthly, and finally to a point where sex might happen on special occasions a handful of times in a year.
Six years into their marriage, Mike was clearly frustrated about this, but Steph argued that if she wasn’t interested, he should respect her enough to accept no for an answer. Inevitably, sex was the topic of just about every fight the couple ever had.
Steph really loved Mike though, and despite their differences, she knew she couldn’t stand to lose him. She milled about the house thinking about what he said. Inside, she knew that to save her marriage she’d probably have to give in to sex more often, even though she just didn’t have the drive for it.
That was when she saw it.
As she had been thinking, Steph inadvertently approached the computer, where she’d left open Mike’s porn tabs for proof. At the bottom of the page was a brightly colored advertisement. The ad read “slut pills” in big letters, and bragged about miracle pills to “boost her libido” with a money-back guarantee.
She knew it was probably just an herbal supplement or something, but if it did anything for her at all, maybe it could help keep her from losing Mike. ‘Why not?’ she reasoned to herself, clicking on the ad. A few moments later, the pills were ordered, and Steph was impressed to see that they even promised next-day delivery.
Sure enough, the following day a nondescript package came in the mail. Opening it up, the housewife discovered a pill bottle with one yellow pill inside, as well as a small, typed slip of paper. Steph frowned. “One pill?” she murmured. “What a ripoff.” Glancing at the slip of paper, she noted its horribly broken English, which she began reading to herself.
“Instruction—Step 1. Have she take pill. Step 2. For you wait. Disclaimer: not instant. Sometime take time to full effects. Warning: Careful to be. She become always big slut.”
Steph let out a laugh at the horrid instructions. She couldn’t believe how much of a fool she’d been for getting scammed by this hokey pill. Still, she paid for it, so she figured that she might as well take it. Who knew? Mike was coming back home tonight, and maybe it would help her accept makeup sex if he asked. Heading over to the sink, she grabbed a cup of water, popped the pill, and swallowed it down.
If anything was remarkable about the pill, she decided later that night, it was remarkably useless. She felt no different at all. She and Mike made amends, but there was no makeup sex, nor would she have agreed to it if Mike asked. The two went to bed, and Stephanie found herself forgetting about the pill altogether.
A couple mornings later, Stephanie awoke to something unusual. She was horny. Throughout the night, Stephanie had been dreaming of Mike. Not her normal vanilla dreams either. These dreams were all about sex. She pictured her husband fucking her in ways she’d never been fucked before. It had felt so real that when she woke up, Stephanie couldn’t shake off a sense of arousal that was stronger than anything she ever felt before.
Rolling over in bed, she realized that it was Thursday, and Mike had already left for work. Stephanie pouted, wishing he was still there. It had been months since the last time the couple had sex, and he’d have been thrilled for an impromptu morning romp. At first she was going to shrug it off and get out of bed, but then another idea hit her.
Stephanie had only masturbated a handful of times in her life, mostly as a teen, but this morning she decided it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun. Shedding her pajamas, she started running her hands up and down her body. Within moments, they began massaging her tits. For some reason, they felt so good this morning, especially as Stephanie rolled her nipples between her finger and thumb, causing her to let out a little moan.
Soon, her right hand made its way down to her pussy. She started slowly drawing her fingers up and down her pussy lips, occasionally slipping between her folds to pick up some of her wetness. As she grew hotter and wetter, her fingers landed on her clit and began working it. It all felt spectacular, and Stephanie found herself moaning loudly as she groped her tits and stroked herself faster and faster. Her body convulsed, and as the orgasm radiated through her body, Stephanie let out a long, deep groan.
Coming down from her orgasm, Stephanie wondered where that came from. Wherever it was, she mused, it was definitely a nice way to start her day. A few minutes later, she was in her closet picking out her wardrobe. She decided on her favorite pair of jeans along with a nice conservative blouse. Grabbing the first pair of panties and bra that she found, she got dressed and headed out the door to run errands on what turned out to be a pretty average day.
Friday morning started much the same as Thursday. After a night of steamy dreams and waking up alone, Stephanie got herself off again before getting up for the day. In her closet, she looked through her clothes and frowned. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but nothing in her closet seemed to match her mood. Stephanie felt like being super cute today, and nearly everything she had just felt so frumpy.
She finally found a pair of cutoff denim shorts that were okay, along with a tank top that she usually only wore to bed because of how tight and revealing it was. With her clothes picked out, she started picking through her underwear drawers, having the same problem. She found one thong in her panty drawer that was okay, but none of her bras really felt like the kind of cute she was going for. The closest thing she had was a lacy black bra that she reluctantly pulled out and put on.
Dressed for the day, Stephanie headed out to run her errands. On her way to the car, she spotted her neighbor Terry watering his flowers. She smiled and waved at him.
“Hi Terry! Watering those plants again?”
Terry looked up and did a double take at the typically conservatively-dressed wife’s outfit. Regaining his composure, he nodded and smiled. “You know it, Stepahnie! The flowers need a lot of water.”
“Well, she purred back at him, “you’re definitely an expert at making things wet.” She giggled again and strode to her car. Pulling her car door shut, she looked over to see Terry staring at her. She gave him a wink and blew him a kiss before backing out of her driveway and heading to the bank.
On her way, she caught herself reflecting on her flirtatious behavior with Terry. Part of her was worried that she’d gone too far. She normally wasn’t that forward with men other than her husband. Still, she reasoned, it wasn’t that big of a deal. She was in a great mood. Why shouldn’t she enjoy herself? She smiled, deciding that if she got a couple boys excited today, it was just a little harmless fun.
After making a withdrawal at the bank and flirting with the bank teller, Stephanie decided that she should hit the mall and pick out some new clothes. When she got there, she found a store that had just what she needed. She loaded up on all sorts of great clothes, from short shorts to tight midriff shirts that clung to her tits, and all sorts of other cute clothes. Satisfied with her new outfits, she checked the time and realized it was time to head home. The grocery store would have to wait til tomorrow.
That night at home, Stephanie couldn’t help but flirt with Mike. She decided to put on a little fashion show for him, having him sit on the living room sofa while she tried on different outfits in the bedroom and strutted out to show them off. At first he was shocked at Stephanie’s super sexy new outfits. “That’s not like you at all,” he objected. Stephanie replied by straddling him on the sofa and planting a deep kiss on his lips. He quickly decided that complaining wasn’t in his best interest.
At the end of her fashion show, Stephanie went back to the bedroom and called out to Mike.
“Hey baby!” She called through the closed door. “Come in here, there’s one more outfit I want you to see!” A few moments later Mike walked into the bedroom and froze. On their bed, Stephanie was waiting, completely naked and smiling seductively.
“Hey stud,” she purred. “I don’t know about you, but that little show got me all worked up. What do you say we go to bed early, and you spend a little time fucking my brains out?”
Mike smiled. “I have no idea what’s gotten into you,” he laughed as he pulled his shirt over his head and started unbuckling his pants. “But baby, I like it!”
Moments later, Stephanie was on top of Mike, guiding him into her sopping wet pussy. “Oh, yessss,” she groaned as she sank down on his shaft. This was definitely what she needed after the last couple days. Soon, Mike was groaning and grabbing her tits as she rode his cock harder than she ever had in her life. Over and over, the two fucked into the evening, Stephanie made it her goal for the night to take Mike’s cock in as many positions as possible. On top. On bottom. On all fours. Bent over the bed. Standing with her face pressed into the wall.
When he was finally too spent to go again, Stephanie decided to try something she’d never done before, and she lovingly licked and sucked him clean. She almost never sucked Mike’s cock, and she’d never tasted her juices before. Usually she found the idea so disgusting that she wouldn’t so much as kiss Mike after he went down on her. But today, it just felt right. She had to admit, she tasted pretty good.
The following morning, Stephanie’s dreams of being fucked by Mike, Terry, and the cute bank teller were interrupted by the sounds of her husband frantically stuffing his backpack. He had a weekend camping trip planned with a few of his friends, and after the intense night together, he’d accidentally slept in. Knowing exactly what she wanted, Stephanie smiled and flung off her blankets, revealing her sexy, naked body.
“Oh Mikey” she sang, reaching up to squeeze her tits. “Come back to bed baby. I want that yummy cock in me again.”
Mike stopped and stared at his wife. “Seriously hon, what’s gotten into you?”
“I don’t know babe,” she replied. “I’m just really super horny. Don’t you want to play with me?”
Mike frowned. “Babe, I want to, I really do. But I just don’t have time. Ian and Kev are already out there, and I’m the only one with keys to the cabin. I promise, when I get back Sunday night we can have more fun. I really loved it.”
Stephanie silently watched as Mike finished packing and headed out the door. She was so horny, and he just up and left. Part of her wondered if Mike was paying her back for the times she had done it to him. Another part of her just wanted to be fucked. Badly. She considered getting herself off, but all she really wanted was a cock.
Reluctantly, she sighed, dragged herself out of bed, and picked through her new clothes to assemble an outfit. She decided on a pair of shorts that didn’t even cover her whole ass, accompanied by a skimpy low cut top that was so thin it was almost sheer. The day before she had run out of time before she could buy new bras or panties, so Stephanie decided just to go without.
Strutting out of the house, Stephanie eyed Terry’s front door as she approached her car. In her mind, she pictured herself naked in Terry’s living room, sucking him off. It was so tempting to go over there and see if he was home, but ultimately Stephanie knew she had to get her shopping done, so she hopped in the car and sped toward the supermarket.
In the supermarket, Stephanie decided that this was the most fun she’d ever had while grocery shopping. As she went down the aisles pushing her cart, her generous tits swayed back and forth under the revealing top, her nipples clearly visible through the material. Every man in the store was checking her out, and it was only getting her more worked up.
Most of the women in the store were grumbling about her or chastising their husbands when they caught them looking, but Stephanie found that a few of them were checking her out as hungrily as the men were. She never had any interest in women before, but as she made eye contact with a cute blonde in produce, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to eat pussy.
By the time she’d reached the checkout counter, Stephanie had been hit on over a dozen times, flashed her tits at guys three times, and even let one guy feel her up. But by far, her favorite encounter during the shopping trip was back in the dairy department. As she was loading some yogurt into her cart, she noticed a guy near the milk checking her out. He was seriously good looking, so Stephanie decided to have a little fun. Swaying her hips, she strutted up to him and gave him a smile hot enough to melt steel.
“Hey stud,” she began. “I was going to buy a little cream, but I thought maybe you could help me instead.”
The stranger was caught off guard and sputtered out “Uh, er, oh really?” as Stephanie reached out and stroked up and down his muscular arm.
“Yes really” she purred back, giving him a sultry look. “I’ve never done this before, but you’re kinda cute, and I’m super horny right now. See those restrooms over there?” she asked as she nodded her head towards the restrooms at the back of the store. “I’m going back there, and if you come with me, I’m gonna rock your world.” Slowly dragging her fingers down his arm, she couldn’t help but notice a wedding band on his hand.
“Wha? I, um, I…” he started before Stephanie cut him off.
“I won’t make the offer again baby.” She practically whispered. “Come on, have a little fun if you want. You know where to find me.” Finishing her sentence she leaned in and gave the man a soft kiss on his lips before turning towards the bathrooms, heading there in slow, sexy paces.
About halfway there, she peeked over her shoulder and found to her delight that the stud from dairy was following her. Her heart pumped faster. This was so naughty. She’d never been with anyone other than Mike, and here she was, minutes from changing that. For the briefest of moments Stephanie wondered if she should be doing this, but she quickly decided that if Mike was going to leave her all alone for the weekend, she could have whatever kind of fun she wanted to have.
Slipping down the hallway at the back of the store, Stephanie ducked into the men’s room and waited. A few seconds later, the stranger from dairy entered as well.
“You did come” Stephanie smiled. “Or at least, you’re about to.” With that she wrapped her arms around the man and started kissing him passionately on his lips.
“Mhhh, oh, my, mhhhh, I really, oh,” he mumbled out between kisses. “Mhhh, I shouldn’t be, mhhh, I’m, oh my god.”
As she continued kissing him, Stephanie had managed to unbutton the man’s pants and reach in, stroking his cock through his underwear. Their tongues continued to duel, and she managed to slide his pants down followed by his underwear, causing his cock to spring out.
“Mhhh, look what we have here,” she said, breaking the kiss and sinking to her knees in front of him. “This looks yummy.”
The man just watched as Stephanie wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking him deeper and deeper into her mouth. When she’d taken him as far as she could, she slowly drew back until he came out of her mouth with a pop.
“Tell me stud,” Stephanie purred, looking him in the eyes, “When was the last time wifey went down on you?” Before he could answer, she plunged herself back on his cock, bobbing her head up and down while making groaning sounds.”
“Oh fuck. Yes.” was all the stranger could get out as Stephanie worked her mouth over his member again and again. While she blew him she worked her tits out of her top, letting them bounce as she gagged herself on his shaft.
As much fun as she was having, Stephanie wanted more. Pulling her lips off his cock one final time, she stood up and turned around, bending over the sink as she pulled down her shorts.
“Come on, stud,” she moaned. “I need your cock in me so bad.”
A second later, she felt the stranger’s shaft rubbing against her pussy lips. She reached down between her legs, taking hold of his cock and guiding it into her pussy. Inch by inch he slid deeper into her, until he was finally buried all the way in her dripping wet snatch. Grabbing the counter she was leaning over, he began pumping in and out, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed until he was jackhammering Stephanie.”
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Yes, fuck me!” Stephanie groaned as the man’s cock pounded her pussy.
“Yeah, oh yeah,” the man growled. “Oh fuck, I’m getting close. I’m gonna cum.”
Stephanie’s hips bucked against him and she let out a squeal. “Yes!” She shouted. “Cum in me!”
He bucked against her a few more times before letting out a groan and burying his shaft deep inside her as he came. Spurt after spurt of cum filled Stephanie’s pussy, triggering her own climax. As she moaned in pleasure, she felt more and more cum being pumped into her.
As the pair came down from their orgasms, the man slowly slipped out of Stephanie. She turned around and smiled before reaching out in an embrace.
That was only the Start of Stephanie’s weekend. When she got home from the store, she decided to go over to Terry’s house and give him the fucking that she’d imagined earlier. In the evening she went out to a bar and wound up going home with a couple.
That night, as the man slammed into her pussy while she ate out his wife, Stephanie reflected on her day. She couldn’t help but feel great about how much fun she’d had. Between the stranger at the store, Terry, and the couple she was fucking now, Stephanie felt like she finally knew who she truly was. The prude living in a faithful, sexless marriage was long gone. From now on, Stephanie was a slut.
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