Seven Years a Woman Extended Edition
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“Damn. I want to fuck your wife, dude.” Jason had a tendency to always say exactly what was on his mind. He was staring into the living room where Deb was talking with some of our other guests. I just smiled, shook my head and continued to deal another hand of euchre.
Today was our 7th anniversary, and to celebrate we invited over several of our closest friends, before taking the weekend at a swank hotel; just the two of us. I imagined two days of romance and sex-filled nights. It’s good to picture your goals.
“Put your eyes on your cards and off of my wife, ya’ dog.” I finished the deal. I had partnered with my buddy Dan, while the letch was teamed up with one his buddies from work, Bryan. Bryan looked at me with some apprehension like there was going to be a conflict. “Relax, man. Jason and I go all the way back to junior high. He’s been talking shit like that since I’ve known him. He’s always had a thing for my other halves.” I smiled good-naturedly.
“Yep, Ed’s always managed to get the lookers. Personality goes a long way. But I’ve managed to get a few of his girlies over the years.” That was true. Jason was always the better looking one. He was the sort of man that women drooled over. Over six foot and wiry, he kept his wavy blonde hair just above his shoulders. He’d stolen two of my high school sweethearts by taking opportune moments to relieve himself and expose his massive tool. My own dick was small compared to his, at just less than five inches, but I never let my size bother me. Women that would rather be impaled by a crude bastard, rather than tickled by a gentleman aren’t worth my time.
Jason had been hitting on Deb since before we were married. He once flat out dropped his pants when the three of us were having a few drinks just to show her his offered goods. Deb laughed it off, and told him to “Put that monstrosity away before someone gets hurt.” This girl was a keeper!
Deb is gorgeous. We met at a seminar in our early twenties and just hit it off. I made her laugh and she made me drool. At 5’ 9” she is a few inches taller than me. Her blonde hair is natural, with carpet and drapes matching. Her body is in great shape due to many hours spent in our pool. Her breasts are her crowning glory - unaffected by gravity and full, with nipples that defy the thickest fabric, by protruding at the slightest chill. She loves wearing pants cut to show off her ass, and what a heart-shaped tight show it is. That night, though, she did me the honor of wearing a sundress. I love to see her in a dress. It fit right in all the right places, with just a hit of cleavage showing in the front.
I whistled, “Eyes front, lover boy.” Jason grinned wolfishly and got back into the game. He and Bryan were down 3 points from our 8 points, and about to lose their third game in a row. “Maybe if you spent less time ogling every woman in the room and more time concentrating on your hand, you’d learn how to play this game.”
“Ooh, Ed’s getting tough. All right, don’t get your bony ass all puckered up. It isn’t my fault it’s been raining all day. I’d rather be wading with the ladies too.” Jason loved commenting on my skinny frame. I figured he was compensating for the fact that he had skipped college and supported himself with occasional construction work, while I had gone the corporate route. “Do you want to make this game interesting?”
“I’m not taking your money, buddy.” Jason usually had a hard time scraping up rent money and I had no desire to have him living in my basement.
“No money. If you and Dan win, I’ll quit publicly admiring your wife and help Dan finish up that shanty of a shed he’s been building all summer. But if I win, Bryan and I get to make all the advances on Deb we want, and you can’t do anything to stop us.” He grinned expectantly.
I laughed and said, “You’re on, big man!” I figured that I had nothing to lose. If we won then he’d have to shut his yap about my wife, and Dan’s wife would quit making all the comments about the construction of the backyard Taj Mahal. If He and Bryan won, I had faith in my wife’s fidelity.
As luck would have it, Jason managed a loner and Bryan squeaked a point out in the following hand. I laughed again. “Is that what it takes to get you to play a decent hand, you old sandbagger?”
“Laugh it up, scrawny. Remember, you can’t say or do anything to stop my advances toward Deb.”
I just kept grinning. Dan must have been made uncomfortable by the events and soon he and his wife said their goodbyes. Not long after that everyone else filtered out. Bryan looked as though he wanted to leave too, but Jason gave him a look and he grabbed himself another beer before making himself comfortable on the couch.
Deb flopped down on the couch next to Bryan, and let out a sigh. “That didn’t go as planned, at all.” She was upset that our outdoor barbeque had to be dragged indoors due to the rain. “I hope you guys had a good time.”
“Aw, Deb, the party doesn’t have to end now. The rain has stopped. Let’s hit the pool,” Jason said. Deb smiled, jumped up and ran upstairs to put on her suit. I followed. I changed into my trunks and Deb put on a deep blue bikini that would be considered conservative by today’s standards, but she filled it out perfectly. Her breasts were exposed on the tops and sides and her nipples were erect from the change in temperature.
Standing next to her, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. “I can’t wait to get you alone,” I said as I wrapped my arms around her and playfully kissed her neck. She giggled and pushed me gently.
“Soon enough, hubby. Happy Anniversary.” She kissed me and grabbed my cock playfully. I was instantly stiff and couldn’t wait for the festivities to begin. “Let’s go,” she said as she led me by my manhood down the stairs.
Jason and Bryan had wasted no time and were already in the pool. It was dark, so I turned on the poolside lights. The deck was dimly lit but the pool was lit up nicely. Jason whistled and made cat calls as Deb cautiously tested the water with her toes. She smiled and with courage on loan from Jose Cuervo cupped both of her breasts and gave them a bounce. Both men voiced their approval. I nursed a beer poolside while the three of them splashed about and dunked one another. Deb was uncomfortable with Bryan at first, but loosened up after she managed to dunk him by surprise.
Deb came to the side of the pool. “Hon, will you make me a margie?” She had her arms crossed under her breasts, propping herself up on the edge. The beer and her breasts were having an effect on me and a little tent started forming in my trunks.
Jason swam up behind Deb. “Bryan and I will take one too, Ed.” Then he quickly undid the ties at the back of her bikini top. Deb, startled, spun around and in doing so her top dropped to the water. Jason laughed, grabbed her top and quickly swam backward to avoid getting slapped. Deb turned to me, looking angry. I remembered what I had promised and just said, “Well, you had to expect that from Jason.”
Deb looked at me quizzically, then just sank in the water to hide her breasts and said, “Yeah, I guess boys will be boys.” Then she smiled and said, “Hurry back and get me my top.” I went into the house while she treaded water topless. A few minutes later I returned with drinks in hand. Deb had attempted to get her top back for herself, to no avail. Jason was wearing it atop his head laughing and continuing to splash at her. He made no effort to disguise his attempts to feel her tits as he tried to dunk her.
“Drinks are here,” I called. Bryan, still feeling a bit uncomfortable swam up first, then Jason. Jason looked up at me as he grabbed for his drink and gave me a wink. He barely had a sip before he suddenly went under the water, drink and all. He came back up suddenly coughing and clutching at the side. Deb popped up a few feet behind him holding his trunks up with one hand, laughing triumphantly.
Jason just laughed, “Get me another will ya’, buddy?” And pulled himself out of the water to sit at the pools edge with his legs and cock dangling. Deb stared at his naked body and said “I guess you’re not cold.” Jason laughed, patted his cock and said, “I’m getting hotter by the minute.” Deb stared at his swinging meat for a few seconds before rolling her eyes and swimming to the far side of the pool.
I went to pour Jason another margarita. I stalled a bit while inside to let my hard-on subside. I didn’t want Deb or Jason to see me getting excited by their antics. I thought I had one heck of a night in front of me, and Jason took care of all the foreplay for me. When I brought Jason’s cocktail poolside, he was still sitting at the edge. He was getting aroused. His cock was still dangling, but now engorged with blood. He had missed his calling – he looked like a porn star. Deb was right in front of him pleading for her top and offering his trunks in trade.
“I’m comfortable just like this, thanks.” He was having the time of his life. Just then Bryan snuck up behind Deb to dunk her. She saw him at the last minute and attempted to dodge out of the way but he was to close. He pushed her down and toward Jason. When she surfaced she was directly between Jason’s legs, she spun to avoid facing his cock. Jason wrapped his legs around and pulled her in so that her breasts were exposed with her erect nipples just above water’s surface. She laughed and screamed playfully. Jason’s cock was resting on her cheek.
“Hon, help me!” Deb pleaded, though she didn’t seem truly distressed. I couldn’t move. At this point I was willing to welch on the bet, but I was aroused and oddly anxious. Deb looked at me, noticing my erection. At first she seemed confused and a little angry but before she could say anything else she began struggling and writhing against the strength of Jason’s legs. He held her tight. As she squirmed, Jason’s cock hardened. The swollen giant tool rubbed all about her face - even brushing her lips several times. I was about to rush in to her rescue, when I discovered that she was being held while Bryan worked off her bikini bottoms. He emerged in perfect imitation of Deb’s earlier victory and held her suit bottom high in the air.
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Foreword: So, here is Maries story. As I said before, I wasnt going to share this story because it is really her story. She wanted to write it and I told her I would post it as it is part of the whole chronology of stuff Ive done. Anyway, heres Maries story as told by Marie herself. Seven Months With Marie- Part Four: Maries Story Still Summer 2004 So I guess Im Marie, or at least thats my handle in these stories, so thanks John for protecting my anonymity. So, by now you know that Johnny...
Dan awoke with a start. Today was his turn in the week-long fun leading up to his anniversary celebration with Kay. Yesterday she had dolled herself up in schoolgirl attire. He knew how much she loved to exhibit herself, so today he was going to allow her to expose her glorious little body to her heart’s content. Normally he tried to keep her under tight rein knowing how she could get carried away, but tonight he would allow her to flaunt her beauty more than ever before.He rolled over and...
ExhibitionismSEVEN COCKS MAKE ONE WEAKMy wife has been enjoying black cock since 1995 but she has really blossomed into a true black cock slut over the past couple of years. This past weekend was a great example. She is a mature hot wife who works out constantly, 3 times a week with a trainer to keep herself in shape. She is 5’7” tall, has short blonde hair and naturally large tits.Last week she had to go out of town on business for a couple of nights so she made arrangements to meet a black bull that she...
So I have been married for a little more than seven years. My wife is great and we have great sex together. But before I met her I was a slut, fucked anything I could stick my dick in. So for me to go this long without strange I thought was really good. Being that I just turned 35 I was feeling kind of old and really needed a pick me up. So I started working out and doing some hobbies and shit. The wife and I went on a trip to this small town up in the mountains. We were having fun shopping...
Day One "May I take your order sir?" Dylan looked up at the waitress. Her American accent was somewhat incongruous in a taverna in the small fishing village of Agios Nikolaos on the Peleponnese peninsular of mainland Greece. The waitress smiled. Dylan had been caught off-guard momentarily but swiftly regained his composure. "Er yes, could I have the feta in filo, honey and sesame to start and.... the souvlaki for my main. And could I have a Greek salad with my main?" Dylan looked up at the...
Straight SexSeven wise men with the knowledge so fine,created a pussy to their design.First was a butcher, with smart wit,using a knife, he gave it a slit.Second was a carpenter, strong and bold,with a hammer and chisel, he gave it a hole.Third was a tailor, tall and thin,by using red velvet, he lined it within.Fourth was a hunter, short and stout,with a piece of fox fur, he lined it without.Fifth was a fisherman, nasty as hell,threw in a fish and gave it a smell.Sixth was a preacher, whose name was...
Seven Deadly Wishes 2 By Morpheus A man with a hungry expression sat with his back against a building, staring at the building next to him. His clothes were old and rumpled and he had a hat on the ground beside him, which people kept dropping change into as they passed. Yet in spite of his appearance and the fact that there was nothing to even suggest at it, he was far wealthier than any of those who walked past him. "Damn," the man hissed to himself as he stared intently at the...
My husband has been pushing me to have sex with a stranger while he watches. I have never had any interest in this. Granted that after seven years of marriage our sex life was not tat great I really never wanted to have sex with a stranger but I gave in just to shut him up. I thought this would be quick and easy. My husband planned this all out and set some rules like wear a condom and no black guys. I am only thirty years old and weigh about 120lbs with sandy blonde hair, nice body and brown...
Hi friends, this is Peter, back again with another incident seven days in heaven. Some of you might have read my previous story finally i did it. Thanks for those who read the story and special thanks to those who came back with the responses. This time it happened in Dubai. As part of semester gap, i planned to visit UAE as my relatives and moreover my best friend Rahul stays there. I contacted him and opened up about my plan. He was very much happy about my visit. I started my trip on a...
Author's Note: Looking back on this, I can scarcely believe I finished it. Back before Halloween I had decided to try and give myself a challenge. I would write five pages of a story each day and post them, and see if I could make them satisfying both as a whole and as individual chapters. This idea soon grew in both scope and aspirations until each chapter developed into a story of its own, and the metaplot expanded and became much more complex. My idea was to make at least one...
Keegan Moore yawned and rolled himself out of bed. Grumbling he headed for the shower and stopped dead in his tracks. On the door to his bathroom hang a gorgeous summer dress. One he wouldn't mind seeing on Audrey, his girlfriend. Taped to it was a post-it note. "Just think about it," it said. Signed with "Mom". Shaking his head he walked into his bathroom. The quick hot shower swept out the last cobwebs in his head. Energized and ready for the day he dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and...
?Seven Hours ‘til Slavery?Chapter 1Roberta felt safe and secure in her home, and why shouldn’t she? It was a nice house in a nice neighborhood in a nice suburb. It wasn’t a palace, but it was comfortable enough with three bedrooms, a full basement and two-car garage. The land around the house made it private enough so neighbors weren’t a problem. There were woods between hers and the next houses, and sometimes she felt rather isolated, but she was never really scared. Who would be in this...