What the Fuck? Ch. 04: Slut Conversion

"I'll get the coffee. Do you have any cinnamon buns?" I offer, hoping to give her a treat.

"Yes, above the fridge. You sure you don't want me to get everything? Kevin here might seduce me and have me bent over the table before you get back." Donna teases naughtily.

"Donna, you cut me to the core! Before AND after he gets back!" Kevin taunts back.

"Ooh, I like you already. Hurry up dear, or I really will be bent over. How do you keep your stomach so flat?" Donna already has her left arm around Kevin's back, pressing her left breast into his right side, as her right hand rubs his stomach, with clear intention of moving south, at least to cop a discreet feel of his bulge. Kevin's right arm has wrapped around her, as she drops her elbow, trapping his hand against her breast.

Kevin realizes if he doesn't react affectionately, it will unnecessarily delay things, and if he goes too far, it might do the same. But he has been around enough horny housewives to know the signals of a green light and the right play in response, so he gently cops a full feel of her big breast, as her hand goes from behind his back to pulling his head down to kiss her, as her right hand cops a feel of his big cock. Donna sighs as she realizes how big his cock really is, and starts thinking about how to get it inside her.

Jonathan takes Donna's coffee cup from the cabinet, fills it from the pot, leaving enough room for her sugar and cream, and the contents of the syringe. He uses his own cup, fills a guest cup for Kevin, and surrounds the cups on the tray with as many cinnamon rolls as it will carry.

Jonathan stops in the hallway to the cupola, seeing his mother in law getting her boobs seriously mashed by Kevin, while she is cooing and moaning, kissing Kevin hotly, rubbing both her hands on his cock through his pants. He clears his throat, and they break apart like two teenagers caught necking, smoothing their clothes, blushing and looking very sheepish.

"I was just trying to get Kevin's business card." Donna says, quickly trying to create a cover story.

"Yes, and the business card is always found directly under the zipper. I know what you were doing, Donna, and let's call it what it is – you were making out with Kevin." I say in a playful tone, as Kevin takes the tray to the table in the cupola.

"Please don't tell Jack. Please don't tell Jack. Please don't tell Debbie. Oh gawd, Jon-jon, have some mercy for your Mother-in-law!" Donna cries, as she rushes to hug me, then slides her hands down and cops a feel of my ass.

"What are you doing, Mother-In-Law?" I say as I refuse to let her go, and she really doesn't let go of my ass cheeks either.

"Well if I'm busted, which is always true, I might as well be as naughty as I feel, hoping you will cut me some slack." she moves her hand to my crotch, and starts rubbing.

"In that spirit, then." I unbutton her blouse, open the clasp on her bra, and start rubbing her nipples. Donna unzips me, sliding her hand into my pants to get a good hold of my cock and starts stroking it.

"I see your in-laws are very friendly, but we do have a schedule to keep." Kevin offers. So Donna re-clasps her bra, not bothering to button back up, and joins us at the small patio dinette set in the center of the cupola, where we drink our coffee, eat our rolls, and Kevin explains the benefits Jack and Donna are eligible for, now that Debbie works for LDJ&J, while I'm considering a long term Mother-in-Law with benefits program myself. We can see the dose taking effect, plus see her stiff nipples, backlit in the afternoon sun.

Kevin says "I'll be back in a few minutes. Don't start without me."

Donna looks at me, very attentive.

"Donna, let's play a game of twenty questions." I suggest.

"Ooh, I like games. I'm good at them." Donna says brightly.

"Donna, you enjoy sex with men. Especially well hung men like Kevin?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"Duh! I would ride his big fat cock anywhere he wanted me to do so." she smiles.

"Even in public?" I ask another question I already know the answer to, but I ask anyway.

"Oh, gawd yes!" Donna relies, adding "Sex in public makes my pussy so-o-o-o hot. To know people are watching is the best!"

"Like here in the cupola?" I can guess this one.

"That's why Jack built it onto the house. He used to bend me over this very table, day in and day out, until the night his boss helped him. Then he changed jobs and started going out on the road all the time. Debbie is gone, and I'm just lonely. Please don't think I'm a slut because I hit on Kevin." Donna confides.

"No, I know you're a slut. It runs in the family. Your daughter is a slut too, got it from you. Let me show you." I offer, opening my briefcase, pulling out the pictures of her and I with Dave at his doctor's office, leaving out the ones where I was sucking his cock.

"Oh my god, look at her fucking the both of you, sucking your cocks! Look at her cumming her brains out!" Donna says, red faced.

"You want to do that. You want to suck cocks, fuck cocks, and do it with multiple men at they same time?" I ask her.

"Yes, Gawd yes!". She says as I put down the pictures from the picnic, with the pictures of Debbie licking out Lilah while being fucked.

"You want to do that too. You want to lick pussies out, 69 with another woman?" I offer.

"Fuck yes. I always thought Lilah wanted to lick my pussy. There was one day that I knew she was going to kiss me, and I would have done anything with her, but Debbie interrupted. I will do anything to find out how she kisses, what her pussy tastes like, how many times she can make me cum!" Donna says, and I notice again her skirt is too tight, so she can't even cross her legs, but has to leave them open, but not open enough to be able to see if she is wearing panties.

"You will do this, go airtight, a cock in your mouth, your cunt, even your ass, three guys at the same time?" I offer, as I show her Debbie's gangbang from the picnic.

"Fuck me! On a picnic table out in the open where anybody could see! Jon-jon, I would do you and your friends right in front of Jack, or get him to join in. But from what I have seen, he would have to be the small guy in my ass, and he won't do that." Donna says sadly.

"Donna, you are too hot to be wasted like this. You are an incredibly hot woman, who wants multiple partners. You want to make love to women. You want to make love to men. I have young, well hung, long lasting men who want to make love to you, where everyone can see it. Young hot women, as hot as Debbie who want to lick your pussy all day long just like Lilah does. You can have twosomes, threesomes, moresomes, orgies. You will have a life of orgasm after orgasm, and you will never have another lonely or boring day unless you want it." I offer.

"I have this brochure you got with your mail today. They are recruiting (Mother's I'd Like to Fuck), or MILF's. You are my MILF. You know how hard you make my cock. So here is your chance to show everybody how hot you really are, how well you can suck, how well you can lick, and how well you can fuck. You will do this as we command, you will be protected, you will be paid well, and you will finally be able to compete with Debbie for all that attention and affection she is getting that belongs to you. Today, and whenever we want, you will give yourself to Kevin and I without reservation." I instruct her as Kevin arrives with the camera equipment.

"Sorry, had to set up living room, kitchen, bedroom, and bathrooms first. Thought once we got rolling, we should concentrate on making Donna cum until she can't anymore. Let me pop these tripods in here and we can get started. Have you got all her suggestions in yet?" Kevin asks hopefully.

"Not just yet. Let me complete her basic core, then we can get started." I suggest.

"Donna, focus on my voice. Sit up straight. Leave your legs spread a little, it is very suggestive. You want to be suggestive, you like being naughty. You want to be sexy. You want to be sexual. You want to have sex. You are never lonely anymore, you have lots of friends, and lots of friends with benefits. Whatever Keisha and Debbie tell you to do, you will do. Whatever Kevin or I tell you to do, you will do. Whenever you have a problem, or are worried, instead of going to the police or other law enforcement, you will come to see Debbie, myself, or Kevin. Kevin is giving you his business card. When you take his business card, you will feel an amazing rush of sexual energy. You have to have him, you will do anything to seduce him. When I give you my business card, you will feel an even more intense rush of sexual energy, cheating with your daughters husband. You will do whatever is required, anything to seduce me." I suggest.

"When Lilah gives you her business card, you will feel every single time you have wanted to be with a woman surge through you, and you will do anything to please her, you will crave her, you will do anything to seduce her. You will not seek medical help outside the company medical center, unless it is life threatening. You will not talk to other lawyers and will report them directly to us. You will know that you are in public, being a naughty slut that everybody will see, and you will feel glorious about it. You will be healthy, horny, happy, and have more orgasms than the number of stars in the sky. You will feel loved, cherished, celebrated, and erotic for the rest of your life. When anyone from LDJ&J says the phrase 'Umma-Gumma Professor Peanut' you will return to this deep trance state. You will take advantage of the counseling and hypnotherapy sessions at LDJ&J. You will be a famous porn star, and you will be happy. When I count backwards from ten, you will remain suggestive to what Kevin and I say, but you will act normally. 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1." I complete Donna's basic programming.

"Oh, Jon-jon, I'm so happy you came to see me today!" Donna exclaims as she wraps her arms around me, pulling me down into her massive cleavage. My face is the hotdog in her boob buns.

"I'm so happy to see you too! Now take a moment, get your makeup just perfect. You'll want to look presentable, like we are going out in public, but you will want to be right at that line that says you really want to stay here and fuck us both all day." I suggest.

"Why Jon-Jon," she says as her eyes rake over both Kevin and me, "what a wonderful fucking idea!" Donna says as she stands up, then pulls me back to her, soft lips opening, slipping me her tongue, grabbing my ass with both hands and squeezing the Charmin, then sliding her hands around to stroke my cock.

"I think somebody likes me. But do you love me, Jon-jon? Do you love me enough to give this poor old lonely MILF what she needs, and keep giving it to her? Are you generous enough in your heart to share me with Kevin? Do you love me that much, Jon-jon?" Donna taunts me as her hands slowly stroke my shaft through my pants.

"Yes I do. I most assuredly love you that much." I agree between full court press kisses, her wicked bow shaped mouth rubbing all over my mouth as her tongue flicks wickedly inside to tease my tongue which is never quick enough to catch it.

Sauntering over to Kevin, she kisses him, grabbing his ass hard, really digging her claws into him, forcing him to thrust into her as she pulls his head down to kiss her, tongue deep in his mouth, as her hands reach down to unzip his pants and fist his thick cock. She is in full "take me home" and "fuck me all night" mode. Then she releases him in mid stroke, sauntering down the hallway towards the bathroom, swaying her tight ass, as she pauses and turns to check and see if we are watching.

"Guys, I'm not the only one who needs to fix my makeup." Donna taunts as her swinging hips turn to slowly parade her magnificent ass down the hallway.

"Fuck, Jon-jon, did you ever marry into the right family!" Kevin laughs as he explains the remotes for the camera systems to me. We look in the hallway mirror, which Donna could have used, to find we look like clowns with her lipstick smeared around our mouths, or perhaps victims of a reverse girl gangbang. Taking tissues from the windowsill, we make ourselves presentable, as Donna bounces back down the hallway, almost skipping, her big breasts flopping, jouncing, and tormenting us.

Her blouse is tucked back in, but opened one button lower than she greeted us, so that the blouse and the ¾ cup bra have the same lines, barely covering her nipples, and even then her crinkly aureolas and pointed nipples flash in and out of view as she moves towards us. The complete length of her cleavage is on display, like her full globes are held up by anti-gravity devices, and they bounce so deliciously with every step. Most people, especially women would assume they are implants, but I knew in her case and Debbie's, it is 100% USDA natural breastmeat. I'm so glad Kevin set up a tripod covering the hallway, so that we got coverage of her leaving and returning, I could probably watch her strut all day long if someone put it in a loop.

"How do you want me?" Donna says in a breathy, almost husky voice of wanton need and lascivious implication.

"Over on the chair, legs slightly spread like before, right ankle cocked in towards the left so the right knee is tilted out a little, right hand on the inside of that knee like you want to push it open for us to see everything, left hand fingertips at the hem of the skirt like you want to pull it up to give us complete access, back slightly arched like you want us to see and touch your tits. Wet your perfect lips with that wicked tongue so they shine like you just finished giving a blowjob, now flash that snarl you get when Mrs. Pettigrew sees you talking to her husband, the 'You are right, bitch, I am a man eater, and I will be eating your man next', Oh my fucking Gawd that is hot!" I cry out as a brief smile flickers across her face, then returns to her man-eating bitch snarl.

"I think I just came in my pants. Fuck!" Kevin exclaims as he leaves for the bathroom.

"Do you like the way I look, Jon-Jon?" Donna asks huskily.

"Like a fucking wet dream come to life!" I tell her happily.

"Speaking of wet dreams come to life, I can barely breathe, knowing you are really here, really want me, and you are finally going to fuck me, give me that dick like we both have craved for all these years? I think I have made a puddle of this cushion and a mess of my skirt. Should I take it off?" Donna suggests, eyes flashing green.

"Yes please do that. The blouse and the bra too. Stretch over the table and hold yourself over the top with the chair on the other side. Lock your legs straight and spread them shoulder width, then slide the left leg forward as much as you can. You know how much you want to watch the video of my cock sliding into your pussy for the first time, over and over." I guide her to a very hot visual, nipples scraping the top of the glass patio table, as she returns to her man-eating bitch snarl. I take the delicate metal chair she no longer needs to sit upon, and see the cushion is indeed soaked with her lube, as I position it for her to use it to lift her left leg even further. The seat is too high, but the crossbar is perfect, giving an unobstructed view of her dripping snatch.

"Can you come more than once today?" Donna asks hopefully.

"With you, probably a dozen times." I laugh a little.

"Then really put the boots to me. Fuck my tight pussy hard and don't ever worry about pulling out. I need your cum dripping from every hole, and it damn well better be before today is over! So fuck me now, my son, and fuck your Mommie like she craves you to fuck her!" Donna urges me on, as the perfect Mommie-in-law slut she is right now.

I have already shucked my clothes when I guided her into position, so I introduce my hardon to the man eating cave between her legs, stopping to play "post office" with her maleslot, saying hello to Mr. Postman just like Debbie and I did when we were in High School. Donna rolls her hips in response, with little thrusts, like she is riding a wave of cums even before she starts grinding down on my surfboard, riding on the waves of wetness she is making hot and fresh just for me. I slide into her delicious pussy, pistoning out a splash of her lube. She is tight, maybe two fingers wide inside, and the amount of friction, even with all her lube, means I won't last very long if I start stroking into her. I have finally claimed my mother-in-law's pussy, the hot cunt I have lusted over for years, and I can feel the boiling in my balls. I do Debbie's squeeze and yank on my own balls to buy myself some more time, as I let that hand do the walking, strumming my fingers around the puffy lips of her snatch, playing with her nub in little featherlike vibrating touches, and Donna is off to the races, hips thrashing, squirting and gushing, pussy walls spasming as I really start fucking her hard. I hold onto her hips really tightly, as I stroke as hard as I can into her slick channel without knocking her off the table.

Kevin is watching us, stroking his big hard dick, delicious drops of cinnamon bun flavored pre-cum bubbling at the tip of his cock, smeared off into his hand as it strokes up over the tip, then spreading down the shaft, as he bottoms out at his furry balls. Donna deserves a taste treat, so I wave him over. He stands in front of her, having to bend his shaft down to rub it on her lips. She is almost too gone to process what is happening to her, so he presses on the sides of her cheeks with the index finger of each hand, opening her mouth to slide his thick shaft in, gently fucking her face, as she thrashes beneath us, spitroasted by the men she had seduced before we even drugged her, now getting her body and mind rewired to serve us.

The hypnotic commands the drug compels her to obey are one thing, potent and effective. But when you get that deep reptile core going, fueled by the Lithium and sexual activity, the pleasure response reinforcement mechanism gets turned on, wiring brain connections to reinforce the tendencies which caused the situation in the first place. Post-hypnotic suggestions get ramped up in intensity a thousand fold, the "burning words in the sky" from my dreams. This reminds me to get back to work.

"You love to have sex like this. You crave sex like this. The intensity of sexual climax you experience now floods your body every time you do this. You will be filled with cock, and filled with joy. You will be loving and giving, every bit as much as your daughter. This experience will be subject to the approval of the senior partners at my firm, Me, Debbie, and a woman you will meet tomorrow named Keisha. Your sexuality is like a flood of lust and joy, but you experience it fully only when directed by us to perform. If you do not call and make an appointment with the number on the brochure, you won't be able to experience it at all, so you will avoid that mistake." I install her playset instructions.

"You know we are recording this on video cameras. You cannot ever know if someone has seen you naked, fucking, double fucked, triple fucked, lezing out, but when you look in their eyes you will see the truth. They know you are a slut to your very core. When you look your neighbors in the eye, you will see they know you fucked two men in the cupola in broad daylight and neither of them was your husband Jack. You will not care about anyone's opinion of your actions, other than the intense flame it lights in the pilot light of your pussy. You are hot, ready, wanton, but you must be given our permission to release it." I instruct carefully.

I had hoped all the talking would distract me from the very hot channel I am stroking into, in the very hot woman I have craved for years, but that is a completely false promise that I've made to myself. Donna now has her head fully back, moaning and whimpering around Kevin's thick prick as he fucks her face in glee. I'm am running out of ability to keep up with the thrashing of Donna's hips, her tight sugar walls milking my shaft until the only response possible is to blast blob after blob of thick ball juice into her dripping wet snatch.