Slow Boil: A Freeuse Story

By Quixerotic

As the world adopts freeuse laws, Kerri strives to maintain her ice queen personality. She tells off her husband, Marc, for even suggesting that he be allowed to partake of the enrolled women. But no one can resist change forever. As time goes by, Kerri's bitter approach to sex wears down and soon she's watching the world's sexual liberty with envy. Marc relishes his wife's slow change of mind and when she finally gives in, makes sure to push beyond all the boundaries she ever set.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Quixerotic
• Release date: May 18, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463843567

Quixerotic

I have always enjoyed a particular type of erotica, stories where lust and carnal desire overwhelm reason, driving away the trappings of the real world as ecstatic fantasy takes over. My writing strives to tell such stories in rich worlds of dark fantasy, far flung science fiction, or apocalyptic inevitability, finding the kinky fun under every rock or at the end of every winding corridor.

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Slow Boil: Freeuse Stories

Quixerotic

Copyright 2021 by Quixerotic

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Slow Boil

Freeuse Stories

by Quixerotic

She made it as far as the parking lot before she saw someone else having sex. A naked ass and pussy pressed against the glass of the passenger side window in a SUV parked beside Kerri’s car. In the driver’s seat, a handsome young man watched with delight as a brunette’s mouth bobbed up and down on his cock. Kerri knew she should be angry and repulsed, but she found her own mouth watering.

Holy shit, it passed.

Kerri watched the scrolling text on the screen while sipping her glass of wine. Her husband, Marc, sat beside her, slack jawed. She took another sip. Of course it did.

On the television, the news anchors looked astonished as they read off the numbers. Marc leaned forward, as though getting closer to the television might make the information come faster. It didn’t just pass, though. It was a landslide. Look at that, he pointed at the television. Kerri thought he looked like a child at a candy store, pointing out all the different chocolate bars with excited glee. I can’t believe it’s really going to happen.

Kerri drained the glass. We’ve talked about this though, right? Her tone was jagged. She didn’t make eye contact with him as she refilled her glass. When the Freeuse Act made it to the referendum vote, she’d sat him down and talked about it. All the men were excited, of course. She understood it, however queasy it made her feel. For the male half of the population, it was a return to the primal directive. See, want, have. Women of all