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My Own Private Whore
by Uncle Ben (uncleben@mail.com)

***

A man, who’s married to a fringed prude, uses 
subliminal messages to open both her mind, and her 
legs. (MF, wife, mc)

***

Let me start off by saying I have nothing against 
Christians. My own father is a Baptist minister and 
there’s nobody I respect more. However, my wife was one 
of those people who took religion to the extreme. I was 
lucky if I got sex from her once a year. I spent most 
of my time masturbating. She used to tell me, "That’s 
Satan tempting you, but old Satan can’t tempt me."

Then a couple years ago, a friend showed me a 
subliminal add. They had written the word sex in ice 
cubes in a glass. I was amused, but dismissed it for a 
while. Then I got curious, and started looking up 
subliminal advertising on the Internet.

Well, it didn’t take me long to find subliminal music 
that was supposed to get you into a woman’s pants. I 
just wanted to fuck my own wife. I decided, I didn’t 
have much to lose. 

I couldn’t stay faithful to a woman who wouldn’t put 
out. I ordered a CD that was supposed to open her mind 
to sexual experimentation.

A couple days later, I found some software that 
supposedly flashed subliminal messages on your computer 
screen.

My wife only uses her computer twice a day. Just before 
she goes to bed, and just after she gets up. I thought 
to myself, that is perfect. I can fill her head with 
sexy thoughts. She’ll dream about them, then get up, be 
programmed again, and spend the day thinking about it. 
The software had a 30-day free trial, so I said if it 
worked I’d buy it.

I downloaded the software, but waited for the CD to 
arrive, I copied it, and told her it was relaxing 
music, and it would help her not get road rage. She 
used it in her car, and I played when we went to bed. I 
told her it helped me drift off to sleep.

When the CD arrived, I put the software on her PC. I 
decided to really test it. I was going to try to get 
her to shave her pussy. I knew there was no way, her 
prudish self would ever do so.

I can’t remember exactly what messages I came up with, 
but it was something like. "God understands," "shave 
pussy," "hot sex," "so wet," shave it," and "orgasms." 
I wanted it to work so bad, but I laughed at myself 
knowing better.

Then I decided to step up the subliminal onslaught. I 
set my alarm clock a half hour earlier. Each morning 
while she slept I whispered, "Shave my pussy." This 
made the message hers, and her subconscious would 
record, "shave my pussy." And the idea should leak up 
to her consciousness.

Almost a month later, to my surprise, my wife was the 
frisky one. She teased me and pulled me into the 
bedroom. I kissed her, groped her breasts, and slowly 
got her undressed. I was hard as a rock. She was 
unusually horny, and I couldn’t help but wonder, if it 
actually was working. 

My heart was pounding, as I slid my hand into her 
panties. Thank God, she was shaved smooth bald. I froze 
there in disbelief.

Do you like it she teased? I tore her panties off. That 
it the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen I said. I 
spread her pussy lips apart and greedily eat her 
juices. Her legs clamped around my head, and I felt her 
have the first orgasm since I met her.

I sucked her cum from her luscious little cunt, and 
proceeded to mount her. My throbbing rod slid into the 
silkiest, creamy pussy I’ve ever felt. She came again, 
and I asked her to climb on top. She rode me, as I 
thrust every thrust harder, and shot my hot steamy load 
deep into her quivering cunt. 

When my alarm went off the next morning. I did 
something I had never dared do before.

I pull her gown open, slid my fingers into her silken 
hole, and began sucking her nipples while massaging her 
clit. She awoke squirming, and moaning Mmmm... We 
fucked again.

This is what I wanted; my wife was fucking me like the 
whore I knew she could be.

I didn’t let up on the subliminal messages either. I 
redoubled my efforts. It’s taken two years, but she 
picks up on them much faster now. Usually within a day 
or two. She will now try everything. Anal sex once 
forbidden is now the quite common for us. 

She now swallows my cum with gusto, and it’s not 
uncommon for me to wake up with her sucking away at my 
cock; I just lye there reveling in my secret deeds. 
Sometimes I feel guilty, but when I see that beautiful, 
smooth pussy, all my guilt vanishes. All I’ve done is 
fuck my wife, and open up her mind to accept our sex 
life. I have been totally faithful to her, and yes, I 
love her dearly. She’s my wife, and my own private 
whore.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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