Were You Hit with a Slut Ray? Ch. 01-06

For now, though, I held Mireya tight to my chest and stroked her cheek and hair while reassuring her that she was mine again and that everything would be quite alright after all. I let her cry on my shoulder and shed all of the tears of sorrow, regret, embarrassment, and all other demons now being exorcised by the slut ray. At least she would never feel jealousy or guilt again. Why would she? She was safe in my bosom at last.

Mireya felt so safe, in fact, that she never even reacted as Chrissy spread her cheeks to rim her ass and Jon began cleaning her sweet Latin twat with her tongue. He lapped that cunt as if it were going out of style and I couldn't help but stiffen again as he eagerly ate the creampie inside. Well, that deserved a reward, didn't it?

"Mireya, you're my slut now. You'll learn to share and so will we all. There's no more of this fidelity nonsense anymore. Ernie, Chrissy, Rafael, and yes, Jon here, will all be part of the plan. Everyone here will fuck everyone else, and we'll start by having Jon fuck you now. Jon, do me proud. Fuck my ex-girlfriend into next century," I ordered Jon with a very big grin, even as I began shoving my cock in Chrissy's yummy slit yet again.

Well, the night was still young, wasn't it?

Chapter 4

"Oh, fuck me harder, Jon! Damn, oh, fuck ... Dan, Jon's really fucking me good, but I want another turn with you when he's done, please!" Mireya urged us both, even as I rammed Chrissy harder than ever from behind.

"I think that she wants a baby, too, don't you?" Chrissy teased Mireya a little, even winking at her, but Mireya never denied it ... she was far too busy taking it deeper from Jon.

"Fuck, yes ... take me! I don't care if you knock me up, or if Ernie does, or Jon does ... or my boss does, or even Rafi does! I want to get pregnant! Over and over ... repeatedly pregnant! I'm gonna start bending over for every man who answers the door, papi! Every man! I can't help it! Thanks to that ... damn ... ray ... gun ... I'm a fucking slut now! You understand, right?" Mireya confessed, hoping that I wouldn't get upset.

"Mireya, I had you zapped for a reason! I want you to be a slut ... for me and others! I want you to fuck anyone who wants you! You're immune from disease now and you'll no longer worry about how many partners your partners have, will you? Jealousy is the past for you ... you won't get jealous anymore! Deep down, this is what you want, anyway, isn't it? That's why you're wearing that skirt with the zipper in the back, right? Just remember to stop long enough to eat this pizza with us, of course," I encouraged Mireya, even as Jon came inside her and I spent myself yet again inside Chrissy.

"Yes, we want to eat the pizza before it gets too cold, right? And, yes ... I've wanted this for ages, deep down, but ... I wanted to be included in your first time with Rafi and his with you. I felt betrayed by both of you, because it was ... different. It was supposed to be something that we did together, namely, you, me, and Rafi, but instead the two of you did it. I felt betrayed by him, because he was family and he was supposed to understand my feelings somehow. Not sure how, but he was. I felt betrayed by you, because this was something different, unique, if you will.

"I didn't care if you bedded a hundred married women or single moms or kissing cousins or whatever ... or coeds or co-workers ... but Rafi would have been your first man, as far as I could tell, your first drag queen, and your first of my relatives. It was so juicy, so sinful, so taboo, and so special, at least to me. It was going to be our wicked conspiracy, you, me, and him, and so I wanted to be in on that. That's what upset me so much that I burned your bridges with my family and damaged your relationship with your parents.

"I'm very sorry for that, by the way. I hope that you can forgive me. I was wrong about that. I should have given you a chance to explain yourself, especially since I never expected fidelity or asked for it ... or gave it, for that matter. I fooled around, too, even then. Especially with my ex-boyfriend, Delbert. Other exes, too, mainly. I could resist, mostly, with others, at least in the past, but not with my exes.

"Also, I worried that you might be gay and leave me for him ... for Rafi. I guess that I caused myself to lose you, anyway, so that was counterproductive. Now, though, I get you back, don't I? I just gotta share you, which I planned to do, anyway. So, it's settled. We're all your sluts now, aren't we? Your personal fucktoys, your concubines, your harem, if you will. I mean, yes, we're sluts, anyway, due to the ray gun, but each of us, so far, has a personal motive to be yours as well, I believe," Mireya enticed me as she took a slice off the Canadian bacon pizza that was my personal preference in the order.

"I would agree with that. I'm hooked on this kind of sex now, addicted to it, and I don't want free from the addiction, either. Being fucked by so many partners, it's pretty sweet, and damn, Dan is the kind of guy that makes me want to bend over and just take it in whichever hole he likes! I hope that he knocks me up, in fact. I think that Jon hopes that as well, or am I way off-base there? I suspect that he's sterile and that he would love to see me swell up with another man's spawn, wouldn't you, dear?" Chrissy teased her husband, who was now very much enthralled to me as well as she was.

"Well, that was the ... catalyst here. The more I realized that I could be infertile, the more the idea of you getting pregnant by another man excited me and the more the idea of you cheating on me turned me on ... I didn't even think in terms of open marriage or polyamory back then. Not at first, though I began to discover this notion a bit more through the internet, of course. It was just the idea of you having a secret, adulterous affair with another man ... or men, and then the idea of you growing new life in your womb as a result of this illicit congress, if you will.

"Now, of course, I have a whole new perspective and range of experiences open to me, but the most important change is that I'm honest and open with myself. I ... love sharing my wife and I love playing with other people myself, of course, of both sexes. I'm bisexual, if you will. I'm submissive. I'm kinky. I love the idea of ... eating other men's cum out of Chrissy's ... and yes, Mireya's holes. Both of them. I love the idea of a snowball. I want badly to be bent over and fucked repeatedly in the ass by men and women alike.

"I want to try out a lot of things, but, yes, the idea of living with another, more dominant man as his boy-toy while he has his way with my wife, another woman, and the other woman's husband, that's just ... damn, that's sexy! I would love to lick a woman's breasts clean of another man's spunk as well ... and suck her tits afterward. I want to suck cocks, eat pussy, rim both male and female ass, and be pegged by Chrissy and other ladies. I want to be strapped in and bound, gagged, even, while people just have their way with me, too!

"A lot of these are relatively new fantasies, but that's how I feel, if you will. I want to be collared and leashed, maybe even made to wear a ball harness and a butt-plug at times. I want women to sit on my face while doing whatever they feel like doing right then, enjoying my tongue down there while virtually ignoring me and any needs or wants that I might have for that moment. They can take care of my needs later and I hope that they do. I want to be forced to wear women's clothes at times and I want to be disciplined whenever I disobey my wife, other women, and especially our new Master, namely Dan.

"In short, I want to be put in my place and kept there by others, including my wife, who I must admit is far out of my league, at least in the beauty department. I don't like chastity or orgasm denial, however, nor do I enjoy more extreme forms of pain and torture, such as cock and ball torture. I want to submit to Chrissy, to Mireya, maybe even to Ernie, Rafi, and Delbert, but particularly to Dan. I want to be your slut boi hubby, Chrissy. Do with me as you will. The slut ray gun has set the true Jon free at last," Jon admitted with a blush as he ate his spinach and sausage pizza.

"So, in essence, you want to be my pretty boy and her plaything, her stud, her boy-toy, if you will, in a wife-led marriage. Am I right? She'd be your hot wife, but you wouldn't be the chaste cuckold type, just a wittol, if you catch my drift, the distinction between the two. Perhaps we should look into drawing up some contracts, as well as planning out our future seductions, right, guys?" I encouraged Jon.

"Yes, of course ... Master," Jon grinned now, "and please call me Jonny, not Jon. It reflects my junior status better, I think, being less dignified."

Chapter 5

"So, they're probably missing me at work by now. I think that I need to go back and face the music. Hopefully, they won't fire me for this. Then again, maybe you guys can tag along with me and zap the boss. Then I won't get fired. Perhaps I can just quit, since I'll be living with you guys, anyway. Or should we wait until the morning. You paid by credit card, so they'll get paid, one way or the other," Mireya wondered aloud while fondling Jonny's groin a bit.

"Yeah, just wait until the morning, querida. As for jobs, I run my own business now, so I can get you a spot there. Mind you, it's good to have a back-up plan, such as the webcam and amateur porn stuff. My business is ... well, it's a travel agency, one that Mom owned, which Dad turned over to me when she died. Damn pills killed her, I will say to my dying day. Fucking opioids! Dad died of rather suspicious causes six weeks later. Some say suicide, others drug overdose, but he clearly got lonely after thirty years of marriage. They were really two peas in a pod, in both good ways and bad.

"My big brother Chet and his wife Mindy got the family home, part of the money, and the realty office, which Chet used to sell me a new house from my share of the cash. This house, of course. Well, pretty soon, with this whole deal, I'll be a lot richer than him, won't I? To be fair, he got into real estate right out of high school and learned the trade at Dad's feet, so he was very much Dad's favorite. He was also Mom's, in fact. I was never more than the spare. You honestly didn't damage the relationship as much as you thought, Mireya. I loved my parents, but I didn't always like them that much.

"Anyway, one of my staff badly wants to retire soon, so you would be very welcome to take his job, I think. The other employee, well, in the past I despaired of changing her ways, but now I don't have to, do I? She's very religious, just as Mom and Dad were in their own way, but she's very efficient and a solid worker, so I've kept things very professional between us and let her do her thing. The slut ray gun changes things considerably, of course, as with your boss at your old job, whether you stay there or not," I noted as I caressed Mireya's buns with my left hand and Chrissy's with my right.

"What about ... you know, your sister?" Jonny asked aloud.

"Oh, She Who Must Not Be Named? The girl made her own choices, Mom and Dad vigorously disapproved, and she got cut off, disowned, etc. She never even showed up at the funeral or anything. She was the baby of the family, so was Mom's favorite until later. She took a turn that few expected, I suppose, marrying a black man and an activist, community organizer type. Mom and Dad were convinced that she was a real Communist or a Black Panther or a Muslim or something like that. Maybe so, maybe not. Brenda Brown, that's her name the last time I checked, still married to Lamar Brown. I got nieces and nephews that I haven't met yet, because she won't come anywhere close to this neck of the world. Who knows? Maybe she and I can reconcile now, who knows?" I chuckled.

"So that you can fuck sweet sis and lure her hubby into bed with us?" Chrissy licked her lips now.

"Something like that. Same deal with Chet and Mindy, of course. Hard to say what she'll do, that sister of mine, same with my brother, other than fuck a lot under the influence of the ray gun. The results of the slut ray seem to customize a lot with each person so far. Speaking of which, what about seducing Ernie, Delbert, and Rafi, babe?" I turned to Mireya, who kissed my neck in response.

"Yes, please!" Mireya whispered hungrily in my ear.

"Let's not forget Mona and Trista Chadwicke!" Chrissy mentioned the Aussie sisters that I told them about earlier.

"Of course, babe. And Kylie Minogue," I reminded them.

"And Pastor Jensen, I think, along with her husband as well as the whole congregation. Imagine an entire church full of people affected by the slut ray. We could start a new fucking church of our own! The Church of Wanton Debauchery or something like that," Jonny quipped half-seriously.

"There are worse ideas, to be sure. In any case, let's invite your Ernie over first, maybe Rafi and Delbert next, see what happens there," I proposed, knowing roughly what would happen, of course.

"Ooh, yes, my sweet hubby is in for a real shocker!" Mireya snickered now.

Then Mireya sent Ernie a few picture messages of herself, me, Chrissy, and Jonny all naked as jaybirds, with the caption, "me and my new lovers. Wanna cum?"

"Why are you cheating on me?" Ernie replied, obviously upset for now, though he didn't know that wouldn't be his reaction for long.

"I'll explain if you cum along," Mireya continued to spell that word that way, of course, adding the address for my place.

"Deal. This had better be a good explanation, dear. I'm not happy about you cheating, and I already knew about Delbert. I was prepared to confront you about that as it was. Who are these guys?" Ernie demanded.

"I'll introduce you when you cum," Mireya giggled as she left the latest message, telling me in an aside, "I feel a little bad for him at the moment, but not too much, because I know that he'll be fine when he shows up and you zap him. Then he'll be a lot better off and free of his jealousy and other such hangups. A little butthurt is more than worthwhile if it helps him in the long run, right?"

"Exactly!" I told her as I slapped her fine booty and Chrissy did the same to Jonny, "now, bend over, so I can bugger you while we wait for Ernie. Jonny, I want you to fuck her face. Chrissy, tongue her pussy and good while I use her fantastic culo. I want Mireya to be completely fucked when Ernie sees her in the act. Just wait until I get a strap-on dildo for you ladies to use, too."

I began sodomizing Mireya in earnest, taking her tight anal passage for what it was worth, knowing that she reveled in everything that I did to her. Far from griping that it hurt or something, my sweet Cuban lady pushed back fiercely at me and took as much of my dick as she could in her amazing butt. She didn't hesitate to take my cock for a second, nor was it even slightly unclear how she felt about buggery at my hands. My Latin cutie welcomed every stroke deeper inside her hot bottom.

The further I probed Mireya inside her asshole, the tighter and hotter it got. She also became more frantic to cum and make me cum with every stroke as I ravaged her rump. My hands smacked her buttocks and she reacted to this with obvious delight, using her hips and buns to draw me in deeper on each thrust. It was abundantly clear that she had a freaky, pain slut side to her sexuality that emerged a lot more freely as she did her best to pleasure both of us and embrace the rough anal sex.

This was the scene that went on as the doorbell rang and Chrissy rose to let Ernie inside the house. He was definitely pissed, to say the least, and was about to assault me when Chrissy took some initiative and zapped him with the ray gun. He stood in shock for a second and then grabbed Chrissy to make out with her. Far from resisting Mireya's husband, my neighbor simply unzipped his pants, freed his prick, and got on her back with her legs high to invite him to fuck her soaking wet snatch. Ernie was hard, but not difficult, as he slid into Chrissy's twat from above and got busy humping her on the hardwood floor.

That was too much for Mireya and she creamed herself, just as Jonny came down her throat. I spilled my own load up her ass and we rose together, Mireya kissing each of us on the lips with a good amount of tongue. All of us naked, but briefly sated (or drained, as satisfaction didn't come as easily as we did these days), we watched Chrissy commit adultery yet again. This time it was with another woman's husband, but neither Jonny nor Mireya minded at all anymore. This was the new way of life and there would be a lot more swinging, swapping, and other forms of sharing in our future.

It was very brief as trysts went, hot, heavy, and very intense, as Ernie struggled not to cum yet and Chrissy didn't give him much of an escape from that fate. She had her legs in the air and soon on his shoulders, pulling him deeper into her sloppy cunt, letting him feel all of our loads on his cock as he fucked my happily married neighbor. Ernie soon gave up all pretense of self-restraint, unable to fight the powerful urges that continued to take control of him. His libido was in overdrive and even he could sense this by now.

Now humping Chrissy with abandon, Ernie was egged on by the catcalls and cheering from the three members of his audience, namely Jonny, me, and his own wife, Mireya. Chrissy's feverish kissing of his face, neck, and chest made it even more urgent for him to cum and soon, while she creamed herself on his dick and removed yet another reason to wait. Ernie erupted inside Chrissy and pulled out of Jonny's wife's dripping wet slit.

"Welcome, Ernie Cadiz, both to my humble home and to the wild, wet, warm, wonderful world of wanton, wicked women and men. Sorry, couldn't resist trying to slip as many 'W's into that sentence as possible. I do enjoy a bit of bawdy banter and wordplay. Your steamy, slutty, sexy, sultry, sweet spouse here is ready to help continue your initiation by riding you and taking Chrissy's sloppy seconds while you take ours. See, there I go again. I'm Daniel Shaw. These are Jonny and Chrissy Fairfax, my neighbors and soon-to-be roommates, as are Mireya and yourself.

"Yes, that's what Mireya wanted to explain to you and she can certainly help, but it's high time to read you the Riot Act, given your obvious intent to assault me prior to Chrissy's quick action. Thank you, Chrissy baby, for that. As you can see, your world is changing and will continue to change as your body and mind react to the alterations made to your biochemistry by that zap that you just received from that ray gun. It's a slut ray, presumably of extraterrestrial origin, my friend. Yes, that's right. Aliens. I would credit Uncle Sam, but we both know that our government is run by hypocrites and prudes, not enlightened minds such as invented this device.

"Monogamy, fidelity, jealousy, hypocrisy, possessiveness, obsession, stalking, etc. All of this is the past. It's passe now and this will become increasingly clear as everyone zapped by this ray gun sheds not only clothing, but also all inhibitions about sex and becomes immune to STDs. I fully intend to zap as many folks as I can and the sooner, the better. In fact, it just occurred to me the best course of action here, though I won't say just yet. You'll all see, soon enough.

"In any case, come sit down, eat some pizza that I bought from your wife's workplace, by the way, I think that she's quitting that job in the morning, in case you wondered, drink some booze, and prepare to get caught up in a clusterfuck once everyone is ready to fuck again. We got plans and schemes and we want you in on the whole shebang, pun intended. It's time to rock and roll, buddy! Oh, and don't worry about Delbert, Rafi, or the others who are going to join us. We're all going to be lovers soon ... all of us. It's time to embrace your destiny just as we've accepted ours," I encouraged Ernie, whose difficulty in going soft again spoke volumes about his feelings on our new lifestyle.