Seven Year Itch

[abhiandpreeti]

Seven Year Itch

Hi, my name is Preeti. My husband, Abhi, and I have been married for a little over 10 years; so maybe what happened to us is a modern day version of "The Seven Year Itch". During my years growing up I sometimes heard grownups talk about "The Seven Year Itch" when someone they knew began having sex outside of their marriage. I never thought I would have sex with another man, but in my case, I did it with my husband's encouragement.

I never once wanted to give myself to anyone. I was, and still am, happy with my husband, Abhi. He was the first guy who really swept me off my feet. No, I wasn't a virgin when I met Abhi but I didn't have very much experience. Abhi was my third partner and I guess they are right when they say that the third time is the charm.

My first attempt at sex was when I was still in high school, with my girlfriend's younger brother. She had given her virginity to her boyfriend a couple weeks before, so she talked me into letting her brother have mine so I would know how it feels. There was no real love on either of our parts, sure I thought he was sort of cute and I had caught him checking me out a few times, but I wasn't in love with him.

The plan was simple. My girlfriend, Manda, went down stairs and told her brother I wanted to have sex with him while I waited in her room with the lights off and several candles burning. She then occupied herself by calling her boyfriend and talking to him until she saw her brother coming back down the stairs. To make a long story short, the sex was nothing special and the fear that I had gotten myself pregnant caused me to stay celibate until I graduated.

By then I had learned about birth control and I went, out of state, to spend the summer with my brother and his wife, fully planning on having as much sex as possible. Two days after I had arrived, I was home alone while my brother and his wife were both at work. The guy who lived next door came to visit and we ended up having sex on the couch. This time it was good and I wanted more.

No sooner than we had gotten dressed and my new lover left, when there was a knock at the door. It was Abhi, who managed the society we lived in and later became my husband, telling me that we had to cut the grass. I thought he was gorgeous and stood there flirting with him while another man's cum leaked into my panties. My flirting must have worked because he asked me out and I never dated anyone else after that.

I have explained all this to show you that I am not a prude; I just had no desire to spread my legs for anyone but my husband. My husband, on the other hand, has this fantasy of seeing me have sex with another man.

Our sex life is great, however, Abhi had begged and pleaded with me for so long to try a threesome that I reluctantly compromised to, at least, talk about it in bed. We had the best sex of our marriage the night I admitted to him that there was another man's cum in my pussy the day I first met him. We always had great sex when we talked about his fantasy and I enjoyed the hot sex, but he eventually began to want more.

Finally, one night after he detailed an elaborate plan for me to pick up another man in a club to join us in bed, I told him that there was no way I could ever do anything with another man, especially if he was there watching. I didn't mean to hurt his feelings but Abhi was down for several days. He tried to tell me that nothing was wrong but I knew that he was really disappointed.

During the next month, my husband never mentioned his fantasy. He continued to make love to me but it seemed to me that some of the spark was gone. One night, after my husband had gotten off inside me, and were lying together, cuddling, I asked him if there was another way for me to give him at least part of his fantasy. Abhi said that he didn't know how and told me that he would try to forget it altogether.

I asked him if it would turn him on if I would dance with other guys and maybe let them cop a feel. I could feel his cock beginning to grow against my thigh and he was soon pounding my pussy for the second time that night as I told him, in great detail, how I would tease these men and let them touch me while he watched.

The following weekend we went to a club across town. I wore a sexy, black dress that left little to the imagination. We had read enough stories on the net to form a plan, so I went in ahead of Abhi and sat at the bar. The bar was crowded and it didn't take long before someone asked me to dance. Three different guys managed to brush their hands over my breast during the evening, but they were so discreet that Abhi missed every one of them. I told my husband about each one and we had great sex but I think we had both hoped for more.

We made plans to go to the same nightclub the next weekend, and for me to be even more brazen, but never had a chance to give our plan a try. The next day my husband's friend, Vikram, called and told Abhi that he would be flying to our city on Friday. Vikram and Abhi have been buddies since college and even though they live half way across the country, they chat online frequently and they make it a point to visit if they are remotely close to the other's hometown.
Vikram had visited only once during our marriage and my husband had stopped in at Vikram's place a couple times while he was on business on the east coast. Vikram is a real nice guy but I never thought of him in a sexual way. He is sort of short and does not have the level of confidence I enjoy in a man.

That night, Tuesday, Abhi came to me with his plan. He wanted me to have sex with Vikram, and then tell him about it. I immediately said "No way!" but when I saw the crushed look on my husband's face I started to feel bad. I asked him if this was really something he wanted me to do and he told me that he really wanted to be there to watch, but this was what he wanted me to do since I wouldn't do a threesome with him.

I said I would have to think about it. Normally, Abhi would have made passionate love to me while we talked about how he wanted me to have sex with his friend. That night, however, I was still on my period and didn't want sex. We talked about how I could do it while he teased my nipples. The thought made me a little horny. Maybe it was the fact that it had been a couple days since I had sex, but I was a little excited too. He made it sound easy, but I was still unsure. I considered telling my husband that his friend and I had sex but somehow lying to him seemed even worse than what he wanted me to do.

On Friday morning I, reluctantly, agreed to meet Vikram at the airport at 10:00, while Abhi continued to work until 5:00. I would bring Vikram back to the house where we would have almost seven hours for me to try and seduce him. I made it perfectly clear to my husband that although I would meet his friend, I still was not sure I could or would have sex with him. The last thing my husband said as he walked out the door was to "Please try for me"

I was a knot of emotions. I tried to sort them out as I showered and dressed. On the one hand the thought of having sex with someone new was exciting, and pleasing my husband was exciting too, but I didn't want to have sex with anyone but my husband and I just wasn't attracted to Vikram.

I considered wearing something sexy but at the last minute pulled on high waisted jeans and a sweater top over my conservative underwear. When I met Vikram at the airport I looked like Abhi's wife. Vikram was glad to see me and gave me a polite hug. During the drive home I explained that Abhi had to work until five and we chatted about little things. I tried to consider Vikram as a lover but the attraction just wasn't there.

When we got home I showed Vikram to the guest room in the basement and made us each a cup of coffee. We talked for at least an hour, about nothing in particular, until Vikram asked me if there was something wrong. I didn't think I had let my nervousness show, but I guess it had. I started to tell him that everything was fine but at the last minute I opted for honesty.

Over two more cups of coffee I slowly told Vikram the whole story. I told him everything, about how Abhi wanted me to sleep with another man, including my fears and concerns. At first I don't think he really believed me because he said he couldn't cheat with his best friend's wife. That kind of surprised me so I shot back that it wouldn't be cheating and maybe he should call Abhi and ask him.

Vikram thought about it for a moment and then asked me if he could use our computer. He told me that there was no way he could come right out and ask his best friend if he could have sex with his wife. I showed him our computer and he typed an e-mail to my husband at work. The note was short, "Do you really want this to happen with me and your wife?" and he hit the send button. I knew Abhi should be returning to his desk soon, so we waited. While we waited, Vikram admitted that he had always been attracted to me but had been afraid to try anything. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I wasn't attracted to him. About five minutes later my husband typed, "Yes, thanks for asking first, my friend, I'll be home around 5:00"

I had already explained to Vikram that I didn't want to do anything in our bed, so he turned off the computer and without looking at me said, "Why don't you go down to my room and wait for me." I couldn't even speak, I hadn't really agreed to this but it was starting to happen, so I just nodded and headed for the stairs.

I sat on the edge of Vikram's bed not knowing what to do. If I went much farther, there would be no turning back. I hadn't really agreed to do this but here I was sitting on his bed waiting for him. I didn't know if I should take my clothes off and get under the covers or just wait, so I just sat there in the dark biting my lip. No one was forcing me but I really didn't want to have sex with Vikram. Part of me felt like I was raping myself. I chuckled at that outrageous thought and then turned a lamp on.

My mind was still in turmoil about whether I should let this continue. I told myself that I had sex with other men before I was married and I was pretty sure Abhi would never hold this against me if I did it. As for another man seeing my body, I had regular pap smears and breast exams every year since we were together and the clinic I used seemed to have a different doctor every time I went. So, I reasoned, at least seven other men had fondled my breasts and inserted their fingers into my vagina.

But to a woman, even though those exams are unpleasant, they are necessary and the doctor is not putting his bare penis inside you. His hand is covered with a glove when he touches you down there and he is not shooting his sperm inside you. I knew that if I did this, Abhi would want me to let him do it without a condom.

Vikram walked in, looking rather unsure of himself. He stood next to me with his hands in his pockets and we talked until I patted the bed next to me. He sat next to me and put his arm over my shoulders. I realized that I was sitting rather stiffly so I relaxed and leaned into him just a bit.

He asked me how I wanted to do this and I suggested that he just start and we would see what happened. I asked him not to kiss me since this was my husband's fantasy and not about love. Vikram agreed and we sat there awkwardly for a few moments. He slowly reached out and cupped my left breast in his hand. As he massaged my B-cup breasts through my top and my bra, I felt no arousal. My nipples were not even getting hard yet. I may not have been turned on, but Vikram was starting to get into it.

He began to squeeze my breasts harder and then, without warning, he thrust his hand under my sweater to feel my bra-covered breast. His action surprised me and I let out a small yelp as his cold hand touched the bare skin of my belly. When I jumped, Vikram quickly began to apologize and withdraw his hand.

Quickly, I clamped my hand over his, trapping it against my breast. I told him he could continue but he seemed unsure, asking me if I really wanted to continue. I bit my lip one more time and then told him I wanted him to continue. To prove my point, I let go of his hand and pulled the sweater over my head.

I sat next to him in my bra as he cautiously reached out to feel my boobs. The bra I was wearing was a plain white one that covered everything. When I chose it earlier that morning I had pretty much decided against doing this so I picked a comfortable bra rather than a sexy one. My plain underwear didn't seem to slow Vikram down any. His breathing was getting faster and he found my nipples through the bra and began to roll them between his fingers. That sent a few sparks down to my pussy so I leaned back on my hands to give him better access.

I guess Vikram thought that was an invitation to go further and I suppose it really was. He stopped fondling my tits and began to unsnap my jeans. His hands were shaking so bad that he was having trouble with the snap and zipper. I didn't help him but in time he had me unzipped and began to push the jeans over my hips. I raised my ass and helped him push them off. I kicked them off my feet and lay there in front of him in my boring bra and an old pair of white cotton panties.
Vikram stood to remove his shirt and pants. He was hard and his cock made and inviting lump in his jockey shorts. He was staring at my body and I felt a little self conscious that I had not worn a sexy bra and panty set. This set off my reluctance again and I began to worry if I was doing the right thing. When I am worried or nervous I chew on my lower lip. I realized that I was doing that again so I looked away. I was lost in my thoughts so I don't know how long I lay there waiting for Vikram to come to me and continue. When I realized that Vikram was talking to me he was asking if I would be more comfortable if we were under the covers.

That sounded easier so I jumped up and turned the covers back. I slid between the sheets and Vikram nestled himself beside me. I could feel his dick poking against my thigh while he held me and rubbed my boobs. The thoughts were still in my mind so I asked Vikram to give me a minute before he continued.

He backed off and said to take all the time I needed. I closed my eyes and told myself that what I was doing was okay because it was what my husband wanted. I also told myself that I was lying in a bed, nearly naked, with my husband's friend and he was being a perfect gentleman. Part of me wished that he would take me so I could always tell myself that I never really wanted it to happen, but I realized that if anything was going to happen I was going to have to give my consent.

I thought about how sweet Vikram had been about this and began to feel a little horny. Before I could change my mind again, I slipped my panties down and kicked them off my feet. Then I sat up and reached behind me to remove my bra so Vikram could see my tits. His eyes got wide when my breasts came into view. His obvious appreciation made me feel sexy so I snuggled down next to him and began to feel his cock through his shorts.

His cock wasn't as large as Abhi's but it was really hard. I wanted to see it so I pushed the covers, along with his jockey shorts, down and began to stroke him. Touching another man's penis for the first time in years had me excited and I could feel my nipples getting hard and my pussy starting to get moist.

Vikram wasted no time. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked me while his other hand searched between my thighs. I was still a little dry so I opened my legs to help Vikram's fingers find their target. When Vikram got his finger inside me it wasn't long before it was covered with nature's best lubricant. I bucked against his finger while I held his throbbing cock and stroked him softly.

This time it was Vikram's turn to pull back. He told me that he had not been expecting this to happen so he hadn't brought any condoms with him. He asked, hopefully, if I was on the pill. I told him that I wasn't on the pill but it was okay to cum inside of me because I had just finished my period and I was safe.

The thought of cumming in my unprotected pussy unleashed the man in Vikram. He rolled me onto my back and positioned himself between my already open legs. Our bodies matched perfectly and I could feel his hardness at the opening of my sex.
I waited as Vikram slowly pushed just the tip of his tool between my open lips. It felt wonderful and a soft moan escaped my lips. Vikram could no longer control himself and he buried his cock to the balls in my vagina. He began pounding me furiously as I gave myself over to his passion. I was getting fucked and enjoying it.

The bed in Vikram's room was an old one that we had set up in case we had guests. The headboard was loose and the mattress was one that had springs under it. Vikram's room was directly under our bedroom so Abhi and I had often heard our guests talking and trying to make love quietly in that bed. The headboard was slapping the wall and the springs were squeaking loudly as he fucked me. I met his thrusts for several minutes and when his cock began to throb I wrapped my legs around him and held him deep inside me while he came.

My worries were forgotten and Vikram came twice before we finished. I let him cum in my mouth and then got on top of him and rode him till he came inside my pussy again. After we had rested for several minutes we sat up and talked about what we had just done. We were both naked but had lost all shyness. Abhi suggested that we pretend that nothing had happened, unless Abhi brought the subject up.

I dressed while Vikram took his shower and then we both hurried into the kitchen to prepare dinner before Abhi came home. I was just setting a spaghetti dinner on the table when my husband walked in the door. Vikram and Abhi hugged and were slapping each other on the back like they always do. Several times during dinner my husband would catch my eye and give me a questioning look. I would just smile sweetly. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer and he asked his friend if he had a good time this afternoon.

With a perfectly straight face, Vikram answered that we just sat around drinking coffee. After a long moment of silence, my husband suggested that we take our wine and go to the den and watch the evening news. Abhi stayed back to help me clear the table. When Vikram was out of sight he pulled me close and asked if we had done anything. Again, I just grinned and told him he would find out later. When he tried to slip his hand inside my jeans, I pushed him away and told him he had to wait.

Later, while the guys were watching a ballgame I changed into a nighty and my robe. I sat with Vikram on the sofa while Abhi sat in his chair. Once, late in the game, Vikram and I passed each other in the hallway as we went to and from the bathroom. He quietly pulled me close and reached inside my robe to feel my breast. I let him have a good feel and then hurried back to the den.

When we called it a night after the game, Vikram went to his room and Abhi and I went to ours. My husband was all over me the minute we were alone. I took off the robe and cuddled next to him, on the bed, where I told him in whispers that his friend and I had sex twice that afternoon. Abhi almost ripped my nighty off in his haste to see my used body.
After he pulled my panties off, I lay back for him to see what I had given his friend. My husband opened my legs and began to touch my lower lips. Knowing what I had done seven hours earlier, I blushed like a schoolgirl. When he worked his finger into me he commented that I was as tight as I always was. I never considered that in seven hours all signs of my encounter would be long gone. As he ran his fingers through my pubic hair he looked really disappointed. After a pause he said, "You never did it with him, did you?"

I was furious! After doing what I had done to please him, he had the nerve to suggest that I was lying about it. I jumped up and no longer whispering, asked him what he was talking about. My husband said he could tell that I didn't have sex because my pussy looked normal. I suppose he had read too many internet stories where the woman's cunt is dripping come and she is too sore to have sex with her husband. I could have showed him the dried cum in my panties, but I was too angry. I grabbed my nighty and pulled it over my head as I stormed out of the bedroom, slamming the door.
I didn't even slow down till I was almost to Vikram's room. I stopped at his door to collect myself and then softly knocked. Vikram was sitting under the covers reading a book. I walked in, telling him that I forgotten to say goodnight. I set his book aside and leaned over to kiss him firmly on the lips. When we broke our kiss, I pulled my sheer nighty over my head to stand nude in front of him. Vikram's mouth was still agape when I pulled the covers off of his nude body and crawled in next to him. Maybe I should say, I crawled under him and his hard tool was instantly against my sex. I pushed back against him as he drove his hard cock deep inside me. Normally I am not very vocal in bed but tonight I was urging him on, telling him to fuck me harder. Again the headboard was slapping the wall and the springs were creating a ruckus. When Vikram came I let him cum in my pussy but then pulled back to let the last few spurts cover my pubic hair.

I quickly caught my breath and then squeezed my legs together while I rolled Vikram onto his back. I carefully licked our juices from his cock and then thanked him and tucked him into bed. Using my hand to keep my pussy closed so his cum would stay inside my vagina, I marched back to our bedroom, nude, carrying my nighty.

When I walked back into our bedroom, Abhi was standing there with his hard cock in his hand. I know he had heard me fucking his friend. Still nude and freshly fucked, I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide to show my husband what I had done. Vikram's cum was still covering my hair and I felt a glob of Vikram's cum run from my open cunt while my husband stood there staring at the evidence of my encounter.

I was still a little angry when I asked him, "Is this what you want?" and told him that I hoped he had heard us fucking. With amazing tenderness my husband sat between my open legs and began to rub his friend's cum, first over my pussy, and then over his cock. When he entered me, the combined juices let him slide in smoothly right upto my cervix. Abhi began to pump into me with long hard strokes, telling me over and over again how much he loved me. After five minutes and two climaxes, he shot his seed into me along with Vikram's. We fell asleep in each other's arms. Now, my pussy was more than a little sore, but I never felt more loved.

[hotwifeluvr]

If there were a Pulitzer prize for HW reporting, it would have to go to Preeti for this detailed and elegantly constructed account. Awesome! Thanks for posting, Preeti. I hope you'll have more to share.

[Dynamic2]

My oh my, that was quite a story. I loved the surprise ending when you ran back downstairs for a fresh fuck. The way you handled that was incredible.

My compliments on your writing style as well - I do hope you will lavish us with many more first hand accounts!!

[jk0141]

Excellent account of what happened. You really kow how to make it all come alive. Hoping to read more from both of you.

[LuvsHotWomen]

Thanks so much for sharing this story. Very well written and I loved your honesty - made it all the more erotic to read. If a story about what you did with a man you weren't particularly attracted to can be this hot, I can't wait to hear you tell us of your further adventures. Eagerly anticipating the next episode!

[NOR4fun]

Wow ! what a great story ! It sounded honest and briliantly formulated. Hope your next encounter would be with someone you are more attracted to. P/l keep us posted, just incase

[Gorilla]

One Of The BEST Stories I Have Ever Read.

Thank You!

Kevin I

[Willy and Jen]

Very hot story. Great stuff.

[pakihotwife]

Lovely story. Real or not (I hope its real!) it's nice to see something from the woman's point of view. The conflict of emotions has been so perfectly captured.

[fuji]

Does any one know the password of abhiandpreeti glowfoto gallary?

[dali_23]

i don't recall the post i was reading that led me here, but....DAMN!!!!! THAT was really hot.

[fun56]

I know this is a little off topic, but WOW willy and jen love the pic and those boobs.

[Ijustloveher]

Fantastic story! So life like, amazing. No doubt this has happened, wow!

[stubbychub]

Lovely story ,all three of you had a wonderfull time !

[fluctuater]

Very hot, awesome story !

[Bighurt1900]

Wow great story.

[abhiandpreeti]

Hey thanks for the kind words Bighurt!!