SEVEN MONTHS WITH MARIE: PART FOUR “Marie’s Story”

Foreword: So, here is Marie’s story. As I said before, I wasn’t 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 I’ve done. Anyway, here’s Marie’s story as told by Marie herself.

Seven Months With Marie- Part Four: “Marie’s Story”


Still Summer 2004

So I guess I’m Marie, or at least that’s my handle in these stories, so thanks ‘John’ for protecting my anonymity. So, by now you know that Johnny has had sex with several of my friends while I watched. Just so you know, I’m a very open minded young lady and I don’t see any reason to not do anything I feel like doing as long as nobody gets hurt. I had shared other girls with boyfriends in the past, but Johnny was the only guy that ever returned the favor. Anyway, here’s what happened.

Johnny and I had been together for about two months. We had already had our fun with my friend and his landlady Karen (who really does have the biggest tits I’ve ever seen in person) and had also played around with Michelle and then Michelle and Becky. I had told him about all the fantasies I had about him getting with my friends, but I had also told him about my fantasies about being fucked by more than one guy at a time. Okay, guys… Just as much as you want to bang two chicks at the same time, we want to get banged by two of you at the same time. Most of us anyway. It just doesn’t come up often because we get called names, but trust me. Nine out of ten girls are ‘down’ if you play your cards right.

Anyway, I got off work at around 11 at night. I was excited because Johnny had invited me to ‘guys night.’ This was the first time he invited me over to hang with the ‘fellas’ and I felt like that was a big step for us. I left work and ran home for a quick shower, then headed over to Johnny’s.

When I got there, Johnny and two of his friends were already at the kitchen table ready to play cards. First, he introduced me to Allen. Allen had icy blue eyes and a strong jaw. His hair was light brown with flecks of blonde and was trimmed short. He was about John’s height, but a little slimmer. Then I met Nick. He was a little taller than John and Allen and had short dark hair and deep brown eyes. He was rocking a goatee.

John told me that Sam couldn’t make it and they needed a fourth player for their bi-weekly poker game. John didn’t know this about me yet, but I love playing cards and poker is probably my best game. So, the four of us sat around the table and had a few drinks before we got the game started. Jack and Cokes. John had already told me that he always told his friends about the crazy sex stuff we did together. I wondered if they might have some preconceived notions about me. Allen and Nick were both very friendly though and I was getting on with both of them quite nicely. I could tell John was pleased and that made me happy.

After about an hour and several drinks, it was time to start the game. John explained to me that they usually just played for change and that one dollar was their high bet limit. I started to dig around in my purse to see what I had on me when John stopped me and said that they had a different idea for tonight’s game. “Well, usually when we play, it’s four guys. Now that there’s a girl in the room, I figured we could make it a little more interesting.” He said. I had a feeling that I knew what he was getting at. “I was thinking ‘college rules.’” He said. “You know. Strip poker?”

By then, John knew I wasn’t a shy person and I certainly wasn’t the type to back down, so it came as no surprise to him when I said “Okay. Sounds fun!” What he didn’t know was that I was going to mop the floor with him and his friends.

The game kicked off and by the end of the first hand every Y chromosome in the room was light one shoe. That was mostly how the game continued to go. It wasn’t even a fair game to begin with really. Each of them had on socks, shoes, pants, a belt, a shirt, underwear. All I was wearing was a pair of sandals, a spaghetti strap top, a bra and a denim skirt (no panties.)

We had been playing for over an hour and the drinks had been flowing the whole time. Allen and Nick were finally out. They sat in their chairs completely naked. Unfortunately, all the parts I was curious about were hidden under the table. It was down to me and Johnny. This would be the final hand. He sat in his underwear studying his cards. I had lost everything but my spaghetti strap top. I didn’t mind losing the skirt, because, like I said before; everything of interest was hidden under the table. John was going to wind up naked or I was. I didn’t care either way. I love my tits and I don’t think it’s a big deal if people see them. On the other hand, I do like winning. It was time to lay down our cards.

John only had a pair of six’s. Not a terrible hand, but not a very good one either. It certainly wasn’t as good as my three Queens. I laid my cards down and looked across the table. John’s face turned red. “Shit.” He huffed.

“Lose the undies dude. A bet’s a bet.” I taunted.

“Shit!” Nick yelled. “I finally get to play strip poker and all I get to see is a couple of hairy asses.”

I laughed. “Pay up! I want them undies!” John grudgingly lifted up from his seat and slid off his underwear and tossed them on the table. I took a moment to revel in my victory by asking John to refill my drink. He slowly stood up and walked over to get my glass. I was having a lot of fun being in a room full of naked guys. He returned with my drink and I asked “So, I won… What do we do now, start over?”

John looked across the table at me as he got back to his seat. “I have a bet for you.” He was smiling and I got the feeling he was up to something.

“Okay.