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Viva...

By: stayontarget



Getting together was the hardest part. After an hour's worth of miscommunication, we finally managed to get close enough to meet. We'd get to see each other for the first time in the lobby of the Hilton. I couldn't wait. We'd talked each other into a hormonal frenzy in anticipation of this first contact, not knowing how far we would go, but yearning to find out.

And so I walked over there. It wasn't very far, just a short jaunt. This was going to be it. Something so thoroughly out of character it wasn't even funny. I was about to have a rendezvous on the down low. And what did I care? My wife was busy banging a cop, and his wife, probably at that very moment, back in Michigan!

My pulse quickened in anticipation as I walked through the casino to get to the lobby. Then I saw her, my friend Selene. I knew her in an instant, even from 3 years of absence and from behind. She's got a petite frame, about 5'8", with these wonderful curves…nice legs, womanly hips, a flat little tummy, ample breasts, and the most fantastic shoulders…all topped off with a face that ain't supermodel…it's more like Pagan Goddess. 

I walked up behind her, catching her attention. That first embrace, that first kiss, right in the lobby, damn near made my heart stop. By unspoken concensus, we turned as one to go to the car waiting in the parking lot. We caught up with each other a bit on the way, talking as old friends will, trying to ignore the electric tension between us. A tension like gravity, pulling us insatiably toward sin.

I don't remember the walk to the car, I just remember getting in, watching her drive, watching her talk. I reached out and touched her shoulder, letting my fingers trail down to her wrist, then back up to her throat. I was rewarded by her shudder of pleasure and anticipation.

I also don't remember the walk to her hotel room…but I do remember stopping, facing her, gazing into her eyes…and realizing where this was going in a hurry. We kissed hungrily, as if desperate to taste each other's soul. Her fingers danced down the buttons of my shirt, and she slipped it off of me. It made a wonderful sound hitting the floor, the sound of the gates swinging open to the Garden of Delights…

I wasted no time pulling her dress over her head, observing what a lovely sight it was in a pile on the floor, revealing a temple of flesh as she stood before me in only her panties. At this point, I was intoxicated with lust, and let my mouth wander down the side of her neck, reaching further down, lingering on her collarbone. She arched her back, presenting her lovely breasts to me, and I didn't deny her desire. I grasped one in hand, the other in my lips, letting my tongue dance across her rapidly tightening nipple. 

I knelt before her, breathing deep of her scent, before pulling the panties down to her feet. She laid back upon the bed, her beauty laid out as an altar that I must worship. Quickly I disrobed, joining her on the bed. I continued to praise her with my lips and tongue, and it wasn't long at all before I was tasting Osun's honey, the nectar that defines raw female power.

I explored her fully with my mouth, letting my tongue dance across and stroke her clit. I was not moving until she came, which didn't take long at all, and it was marvelous when she did.

She screamed out her pleasure, thrashing on the bed. 

I crawled up the mattress to her, holding her close to me. She didn't allow me to linger in the afterglow for long, however, pushing me down by my shoulders and kissing me deeply. She kissed her way down my body, taking my hard member in her hand. In seconds, she engulfed me in her perfect mouth in a way that only she can, swallowing all seven inches of me and letting her tongue push against the base of my cock. I was in heaven. It was unfortunate for me, then, that my brain intervened at that very moment, stealing the stiffness from my rod. Happily, though, Selene is a very understanding woman, and knew better than to take it personally. She knew what was wrong immediately, and just favored me with a grin as she curled up into a very comfortable cuddle.

We talked for a while, just reveling in the sense of touch, of our two bodies comfortably entwined. We discussed dinner plans, and after-dinner plans. I confessed that I would need some wine and maybe something a bit stiffer to get rid of the inhibitions I saddle myself with. And really, what man hasn't been there at least once? 

Dinner plans were difficult to make, as we couldn't keep our hands and mouths off of each other, alternating between making out like teenagers and browsing through the tourism guide to restaurants. After a time, she lay on her stomach, legs slightly apart, and I lay next to her, both of us trying to decide on dinner. We had discussed the possibility of not actually making love this time together, just keeping things oral out of respect for our spouses. My mind flashed to my own wife, and how hot she is when fucking, and the fact that she was fucking my friend the cop. Then I looked again at Selene, perfectly laid out beside me, and I was once again overcome by my lust. In a moment I was atop her, my length poised at the entrance of her sex. 

"Yeesssss," she breathed, "just once. Just a little, just so we know…" There was no way to resist. I entered her slowly, taking supreme pleasure in each inch of entry, in every nerve coming alive. I buried myself to the hilt, my hands grasping her hands, holding them down on the mattress. Slowly I withdrew and reentered, reveling in her soft moan of pleasure. I wiggled my hips side to side, down and up, enjoying each sensation. Before long I was fucking her slowly, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I wrestled to keep control. It was a supreme effort of self control and self denial to pull myself out of her after about 10 minutes, and unless I'm mistaken one more of her orgasms, moving to the other side of the bed. It wasn't time to finish this…yet.

And so, we decided on dinner, and dressed ourselves, however reluctantly. We went to a very nice place for some steak and wine. Got a nice corner table…with a very low hanging tablecloth. We talked and ate, and talked more, every now and then sharing a very naughty touch underneath the tablecloth, just to tease each other all the more. We decided to go out for some drinks, in the same casino. 

Maybe it was the wine and cocktails, maybe it was Selene, maybe it was me letting go. But I felt so free. I decided that "proper behaviour" would no longer apply. I placed a hand on Selene's thigh as we sat at the well-lit bar, and as I took a drink, let my hand wander higher. In a matter of moments I had my hand well under her skirt, and a knuckle driven against her clit, as the bartender poured another drink. It was as if her body was my personal playground, and by her invitation at that. It was a pure joy to watch her eyes glass over in pleasure, her mouth slightly open, as she wiggled against my hand…I felt powerful, invulnerable, yet also completely under her spell.

After a couple of drinks, we could wait no longer. We made a beeline for the car, ready to get back to the hotel room. As we reached the car, I grasped her hips, spinning her roughly around, and pressed her against her car as I kissed her passionately. I released her just as abruptly, and she flushed slightly with excitement. I knew my inhibitions were sufficiently incapacitated to fully enjoy the rest of the night.

The night blends together into a magical montage of erotic images after getting to the room. I remember laying her down and entering her on the bed, making love passionately, both of us screaming as we came. I remember going down on her again, and surprising us both by being ready again soon after. My favorite image of the night, though, was bending her over the dresser in front of the mirror, watching her watching me, watching myself enter her, taking things so very slowly. I remember falling backwards onto the bed to continue with her straddling me, calling out as she brought me to the bliss of orgasm. I remember my reluctance to leave…it was as if we killed a small portion of our lives.

Good thing there are more trips in the future…

Viva Brazil!



In honor of Brazil's Independence Day and in your great habit of finding fun and exotic places for us to explore, you've planned an outing for us at a Brazilian concert. I meet you at the bar where the funky Brazilian-fusion band is playing. It's an unusual place but couldn't be more perfect. There's a courtyard area that has open air seating with a bar. We're early so we order some tropical drinks, the kind that are deceptively easy going down but are actually loaded with a variety of alcohol. We take a seat in front of the giant screen TV playing images of Brazil. Chatting easily, we begin to unwind from the week's stress. My drink is certainly doing its job and we soon order another round. The images of Brazil are scintillating, toned bodies in skimpy bikinis and beautiful white sand beaches dance in the near background. You compliment me as your eyes run up and down the length of my body. I was in the mood for some tropical flavored fun, so I donned a short flowery dress with a halter neck that features my ample chest beautifully. The length is perfect for teasing you with glimpses of my thighs as our conversation meanders towards the subject of our lack of alone time lately... I compliment you on your tan and, as always, am smitten with your broad shoulders and classically handsome features. 

I love the sexual chemistry between us. Among the many wonderful things we share it ranks high on my short list of favorites. Couple that with some nice drinks on a breezy evening, the sexy scenes on the big screen in front of us, the great crowd beginning to gather and the music thumping out of the giant speakers before the concert... and I am enjoying a tasty swirl of excitement in my head and points south. I decide to go with the flow so to speak, and rub my foot slowly up and down the length of your calf a couple times. With your attention fixed on my flirtations, I turn it up a notch. Your eyes try to decide where to focus – my thighs, tanned and tone, with my legs slowly crossing and uncrossing; my lips, shiny and plump, playing with the tip of my straw... or just slightly lower... Where my nipples are visible through the light fabric of my dress as it clings to the roundness of my breasts...

"Tease!" you think to yourself as you feel your cock stiffen at the delicious display in front of you. You reach over and run a hand all the way up my thigh. My eyes widen as you continue the grope and you hear me gasp as you find that I am as turned on as you are. At that moment an announcement is made to move towards the adjacent stage front area as the concert will begin shortly. You shake your head, silently motioning for me to wait a moment while you lean in closer to me. Your fingers delight in the wetness between my legs, and I lean forward in an attempt to shield your hand from sight. But the concert goers filing past us are talking and drinking and having a good time. They don't appear to notice the good time being had right in front of them.

You place your face next to mine, inhaling as you stroke my hair. Your senses are in overdrive, heightened by your state of arousal. Your face is nuzzled in my silky hair, the faint scent of perfume feels vaguely erotic and you kiss my ear lightly, knowing the sensation makes my heart beat faster in anticipation. You stroke the smooth, soft skin between my legs, rubbing me, delighting in how wet you are making me, knowing that my head is spinning and my heart is pounding. You listen to my breath, unmistakably aroused, shallow, fast, nearly a whimper... "We're in public..." I whisper in your ear, not asking you to stop, just commenting on our surroundings. You place your mouth on mine, kissing me slowly, deeply, as if to answer my comment. You slowly pull back from me and mention that we should go over to where the concert is about to begin.

The energy is great, the band is just starting. Everyone is standing and dancing to the energetic samba inspired music. We find ourselves positioned at the back, on a raised platform with a railing directly in front of us. I like the location, it's perfect. We have a great vantage being slightly higher than most of the crowd. I find the railing perfect to hold as I dance, swaying my hips and shoulders, tossing my hair occasionally. You stand behind me, swaying right with me as you hold my hips. I feel your hardness pressing against me. If it were possible to turn me on any more than I already was, you are doing it! My mind races... I've got a short skirt on, we don't stand out at all, everyone is dancing... And anyway, I think to myself, we're in the back... Oh my god, I catch my self – am I really thinking what I'm thinking?! 

I decide it would be better to stop thinking altogether and just have fun. I put both hands on the railing and press my hips back into you, allowing you to feel the friction as I dance and swing my hips more. Now it's my turn to really get you going! You don't miss a beat, holding my hips firmly and rubbing me provocatively with your fabulous hard on. You step in closer to me and begin kissing my shoulders, my neck and my ear. I don't care where we are, I'm completely carried away, completely turned on... I am going to have you inside me, now. I don't say a word, I just reach behind me to where you're pressed firmly against me. I unzip you and pull the back center of my dress up just a bit, allowing it to continue to hang down on either side. You reach in between us, pushing aside the thin fabric of my lacey thong. I can feel your cock now, hard and smooth, rubbing my wet pussy and I'm nearly out of my mind with desire. I try to be quiet, try to not broadcast with my expressions how incredibly turned on I am that you are about to take me, right here in front of all these people... 

I go right along with you and the crowd, pushing my hips back as I continue to sway and dance to the music, holding the railing firmly for support. You are so close behind me pressed against the length of my backside when you finally whisper in my ear, "Baby, do you want me to fuck you? Can you take this big cock right here, in the middle of all these people?" I glance at you over my shoulder so you can see the sheer lust in my eyes as I nod my head yes. You don't say another word, you simply grab my hips and pull me back hard, forcing your swollen cock all the way into me with a single thrust. I gasp quietly as the breath is forced out of me. I try to collect myself, then begin to sway and gyrate my hips again, delighting in the sensation of squeezing you deep inside me. I am incredibly turned on, feeling you while taking in everything going on around us. You continue moving in and out of me in long, slow strokes as you raise one arm up, placing it just under one breast so it crosses over the top of my other breast. Placing your hand on my shoulder, you squeeze me hard, teasing my nipple. Aware that you can not really thrust and still remain discreet, I begin to dance a bit faster, with more motion in my hips allowing me better movement up and down your cock. I can feel that you are enjoying this as your cock grows harder and tenses inside me. 

Breathing heavily, I pick up the pace of my gyrations, squeezing your cock, playing with it in the most delicious manner, delighting in the sensation of feeling your hardness fill me in this very public place! With your face pressed next to mine I hear your breathing, ragged and shallow. You are as turned on as I am, and I love knowing that! I feel your cock alternating between teasing me and filling me perfectly, still trying to be discreet. I slide slightly up the length of your cock, so I can feel just the tip of you right at my entrance. I love the sensation, it's so erotic. I can squeeze you and feel you as you tease me to the brink of orgasm! I am aching for you, aching for release. I want to feel more of you, I want to let go, but we are in public! I can't shout like I want to! I want to go longer, delight in feeling you inside me more, draw out the sensations longer, but I don't think I can do it and be quiet! I have to cum, I can't hold back like this, but I can't cry out like I usually do! I bite my lip and notice that it's actually sore as I've been biting it for some time now. The cruel, delicious quandary has my mind racing and rational thought is losing out! I twist slightly and tell you in a pleading voice, "Oh my god baby, I can't hold on! I am going to cum!" 

Just watching your girl dance with your cock inside her, here in the midst of all these people, has had you at the boiling point. Hearing that I'm right there with you, it's time. You shove your cock deep in me, feeling the cum boiling inside you, ready to blow. I can't hold back, I feel you tensing inside me, I slide forward on it so I can delight in the sensation of that big swollen head teasing my pussy. You reach down and give my nipples one hard pinch and the sensation pushes me right over the brink. My head spinning, hands grasping the railing now for support, my pussy tingling, breathing shallow I explode in orgasm, trying not to cry out in ecstasy. My pussy tightens around your cock in spasms, wave after wave of orgasm pulling you deeper inside me. You can no longer hold back, you grab my hips and thrust forcefully, erupting deep inside me, filling my aching pussy with hot cum. 

The music thumping in your ears matches the throbbing of your cock, still hard inside me, still spasming from the intense release. We slow the pace of our dance, but are still swaying together. We take a moment to regain our breath and adjust ourselves back to our surroundings. The feeling is surreal... Did we just do that? You reassemble yourself and adjust my dress, kissing my shoulder lightly. I turn to you and we dance now facing each other. I whisper in your ear "Wow!" as I lean on you for support, tingling sensations racing all around my body. You say simply, with a mischievous grin, "Want to go to Brazil with me?"



Viva Brazilia



We've spent the first 9 months fantasizing about this moment. Now, the buzz from tequila clouding my brain just enough, I lean forward to kiss the beautiful Brazilian girl. Nobody gets away with saying they're wilder than me without me proving them wrong. You and her gorgeous black boyfriend stand off the side and exchange a not so subtle high five. I see you out of the corner of my eye just before my lips meet her soft, succulent lips and the world melts away. I reach my hand up and tangle in her shiny long brown hair. I open my eyes and am vaguely startled to see those intense Hispanic eyes, like yours that make me melt, but with more fire, more crazy behind them. The alcohol makes me brave and, in front of everyone at the crowded party I gently, cautiously, trail my hand across her collarbone, and then in between her breasts, exposed by her extraordinarily low cut red shirt. Encouraged, her hand slides along my bare leg. Wanting more closeness, I shift and suddenly end up more on top of her than beside her on the couch. I'm aware that my short, shimmery dress is leaving little to the imagination and making me far from conspicuous, but decide that no one will remember it in the morning anyway and plunge deeper into the kiss, exploring her mouth with my tongue. She tastes like mint and spice overlayed with cheap beer and tequila—not surprising, I suppose, for a drunken girl at a college party. I finally pull away from the kiss because the crowd sounds like it's getting alarming loud around us. I look around and see a ring of fraternity guys staring back at me, with petulant girlfriends on the outside, whispering, no doubt, about what sluts we are. Hey, their boyfriends aren't looking at them tonight.

No, tonight all eyes are on me. So I'm sure they see us five minutes later when we not so subtly stumble out of the house, Iris and I holding hands and giggling. You look proud, and a little stunned, to be leaving the party with not just one girl, but two girls and Iris' boyfriend, Shaun. We quickly arrive at their apartment. They haven't lied—the king sized bed is easily big enough for everything that I have in mind for tonight. As soon as the door is closed, Iris reaches around my neck and unties my halter dress, exposing my braless chest. 

"So they are really that fabulous," she says admiringly.

"You had doubts?" I ask her, mildly offended.

"Well, they were good, but I thought you might have found the holy grail of strapless bras to pull off that kind of cleavage."

I simply laugh and lean to kiss her, tugging gently at the bottom of dress, if you can call it that. The short number stops just beyond indecent, probably made worse by her curvy ass that is accentuated by the tight, colorful silk. 

"Your turn," I manage to get out between deep, passionate kisses. A momentary thought floats through my mind that even your strong, masculine lips might never feel quite as wonderful after her gentle caresses, but then remember the strength and safety behind your kisses and dismiss the thought.

With that, I pull her dress up and over her head, exposing a black lacy bra and thong that leave little to the imagination. On the skin underneath her underwear, I can see a fading tan line from the summer and realize that her bikini didn't cover much more than the g-string she's wearing tonight. I make a mental note to make a beach date with the couple next May, then dive into licking those dark brown nipples that are peeking out of her bra. My hand slides around and deftly unhooks the lacy number and I let it fall to the ground. From the couch, I hear you exhale slightly and tilt my head back to get a better view of the beautiful girl I'm teasing. She's tall and her Brazilian skin reveals just enough African heritage to make her curvy in all the right places, with long legs and graceful features. 

Shaun gets up from the couch and speaks for maybe the first time that night. I realize in the light that he's also stunning, tall and broad shouldered, but my eyes quickly return to your dimples and chiseled jaw. 

"To the bedroom, beautiful girls?"

"Definitely," replies Iris with a gleam. She grabs me by the hips and somehow manages to walk backwards gracefully into the bedroom, keeping eye contact with me the entire time. By this point, I can feel my cunt juices starting to leak down my leg and I'm worried that she can tell, tell that I've never quite done this before, that I've fantasized about it more than I'd like to admit some days, and that I want like I've never wanted anyone before.

In their bedroom, you steal me away from her playfully and give me a long deep kiss. I run my hands over your arms, feeling the muscles ripple as you play with my silky red hair. 

"Are you sure?" you whisper subtly in my ear.

"I've never been more certain in my life. I want her so badly. I can't wait to just taste her cunt on my tongue..." I trail off, interrupted by your kiss. You take my hand and put in insistently toward your cock. I decide to take pity on it and unzip your pants. You kick off your shoes and socks and I pull your jeans down, exposing your incredible legs. I stand there for a second, mesmerized by them like always, when you interrupt my moment by playfully brushing me with your shirt. I look up and realize your boxer briefs are strained like I've never seen them before, and your skin is already glistening from desire. I gently trail my hands around the waistband of your underwear, brush your cock through the thin cotton with my fingertips. Even this gentle touch makes you moan tonight. I glance at Shaun and Iris to see if they've noticed and realize they're watching us while Iris sits on Shaun's lap, his fingers gently toying with her moist slit.

I decide to take pity on you—and me—and release your cock. I start to sink to my knees to take it into my mouth, but you grab my head and pull me back.

"Not yet. You've got something better to eat tonight."

I see that Shaun has moved back, leaving Iris splayed on the edge of the bed, legs wide open, waiting for my mouth on her cunt. I walk over to her and lean over top of her, rubbing my pelvic bone gently, hesitantly against hers. We kiss again, but not for long. This time, she pushes my head down. Her message is clear, and I couldn't possibly be more thrilled.

I glance around as I kneel down and see Shaun at the head of the bed, stroking his thick cock slowly. I see you out of the corner of my eye sunken into a cozy armchair, playing with yours as well. It looks bigger than I've ever seen it with the arousal of seeing me with another woman, and I'm distracted for a moment with the anticipation of feeling it in my mouth later. 

Coming back to the beautiful girl in front of me, I gently run my tongue along the length of her soaking wet pussy, elicting a sharp inhale from Iris. She tastes differently than I always have when you feed my juices from your mouth or your finger, but not unpleasant in any way. I trail my fingers along her thighs as I flick my tongue across her clit. With this, she moans for the first time and I feel a thrill of satisfaction. With as many girls as I know whose boyfriends can't do it, and as good as you've always been, I knew I'd have a lot to live up to, but I seem to be doing alright so far. 

As I continue to lick and suck on her sweet cunt, I gently put my slender finger inside her tight opening, feeling the heat and moisture engulfing it. I can tell she's already getting close to cumming for me. Shaun must notice it to, because he looks at you and asks, "I think Iris needs something in her mouth too. Shall we?"

You look at me for a moment, hesitating to let another girl suck your cock, but I see how succulent Iris's thick lips are and know that it will only turn me on more to see you buried in her mouth. I smile sexily at you, and then bury my face in her pussy once more. 

I watch as you each kneel on one side of the Latina beauty. She props herself up on her elbows and uses her hands to stroke your cocks simultaneously. I love seeing her mulatto skin against your olive tan, and her other hand stroking Shaun's dark black cock. I moan as I see her tongue swirl around your cock, then around Shaun's, teasing you both. Finally, she takes first your cock, then Shaun's, deep into her throat, continuing to stroke them both the whole time. I come up for air and to help her, leaving her to take all of you while I bury Shaun in my mouth, stopping first to kiss her and let her lick her own juices off of my face. 

Before long, you're both moaning, and when it seems like you can't take it anymore you pull your cock and beg for our cunts on your cock. 

"Which one first?" I ask you teasingly. 

"Yours," you say decisively. "You deserve it after eating her cunt so well."

I lie down on my back and you slide your cock deep inside me. I gasp involuntarily, feeling even fuller than normal with your huge cock filling my tight cunt. You grab Iris's hand and pull her on top of me, her pussy on my face. I can feel her lean over and hear the two of you kissing, but with a cock in my cunt and a pussy on my face I'm beyond caring. I lap at her juices excitedly, moaning loudly as you make me cum for the first of many times. Iris begins to moan too and soon I can tell you're sucking her ample tits, licking them in rhythm with my tongue on her clit. She begins to moan loudly as well, and then suddenly I feel an excessive of moisture running across my face. She lifts herself up and squirts all over my face, my neck, and my tits. 

All that is just too much for you—there's nothing you like more than seeing hot cum all over my innocent face, and knowing it came from a woman obviously only makes it more intense for you. You shoot your hot load deep in my cunt, cumming loudly. 

It appears to be Shaun's turn at getting some pussy, so he flips me over on my hands and knees. Iris lowers herself beneath me to lick at my clit and his balls while he fucks me. He too fills my tight cunt, although it doesn't feel as natural as it always has with you. I beckon at you to come closer and you kneel in front of my face so I can suck your cock clean. You moan like you always do when I suck it too good just after you cum, but today I'm determined to not stop because I want to see you fuck this Brazilian beauty before all the tequila makes me pass out. Your cock quickly grows hard in my mouth. Meanwhile, Shaun is getting close to cumming for the first time tonight. He fucks me hard and fast, his hands on my hips, Iris still beneath me lapping at my cunt. You grab my hair and tilt my head upwards.

"You like that big black cock in your little slutty cunt Megan?"

I can only nod, your cock now even bigger than before in my mouth. Hearing this drives Shaun over the edge and cums all over my ass and Iris's face. I lick at the tip of your cock teasingly, then turn around to lick Iris's face clean. We sit up and play with his cum, trailing it between our mouths and making you moan and lick your lip, wanting another cunt on your rock hard cock. 

Iris leans over and pushes you back, then straddles your cock and sinks down, her runner's legs straining to make it as slow as possible. Meanwhile, I lean over her from behind, kissing her neck and tweaking her nipples while I stare into your eyes. It's fun giving you this show, one girl riding your hot cock while another plays with her. I grab her chin and turn her around to kiss her deeply, tangling my hand once again in that waist length brown hair, now tangled from our adventures.

Deciding that I have not yet cum enough times tonight, I go over and sit down on your face, making sure that before I block your view you get to see my kiss her deeply again, grabbing her tits hard and playing with her erect nipples. You grab my hips and bury your mouth in my cunt. It doesn't take long until I, like Iris, am cumming all over your face. I move aside and let her lean over to lick all off of you while you grab her ass and fuck her hard and fast. Vaguely satisfied, I lean back on the wall, but Shaun takes this as a sign that I need another cock buried in my mouth. As I suck on the tip and then lick his balls, I see you flip over Iris and start fucking her from on top. You're close to cumming, I can tell that from how you're breathing, and I'm pretty sure Shaun's not far away either. I grab the base of his cock hard, the way I always do when I want you to go wild. It works with him too and after just a minute, he shoots his hot load over my face. I'm just licking it off when I see you too pull your cock out of Iris's cunt and explode all over her hot tits and mouth. I lean over to kiss her and we play with the cum again, this time having enough to last even longer. I can tell, however, that the two of you are spent for tonight at least and decide to let the alcohol win. My pelvis pressed against her ass and hand still fondling her tits, I fall asleep snuggled in between you and Iris, knowing that I won't let this be the last time. 



Viva La France



You may recall my previous adventures with Gabby the French hitchhiker that I picked up just out of Las Vegas and how we sucked and fucked as we traveled to San Francisco via Los Angeles. You will also recall that I had agreed to give Gabby's sister Louise a lift to Los Angeles.

Gabby's sister Louise was a doctor who had just been appointed to a hospital in San Diego she was no beauty she was about 5 foot 8 inches tall, and about the only thing her had going for her was a great set of tits. These were probably enhanced by the fact that Louise was eight months pregnant. She told me that the father of her baby was a prominent married doctor and the move to San Diego was to avoid any scandal when the baby was born. We had only traveled for about an hour when we stopped at a truck stopover to make ourselves a cup of coffee.

We were sitting at the table in the back of the RV drinking coffee when Louise said to me in her broad French accent and in a very clinical manner "My sister tells me that you are a pretty good fuck". I was so taken aback that it took me about 30 seconds to reply "Well I have not had any complaints in the past"

Gabby also told me that you performed cunnilingus on her and this was the first time that it had happened to her. "Yeah" I replied "She had one almighty orgasm when I started to suck her cunt"

Louise asked me to tell her all that happened and I described in detail how I had fucked her sister. While I was narrating how I had fucked Gabby doggie style I noticed that Louise was starting to squirm on the seat.

When I had finished telling the story I moved closer to Louise and put my arms around her and kissed her on the lips. Her mouth opened to receive my tongue and with her moaning and breathing I could tell that she was becoming sexually excited.

I started to undo the buttons on her blouse and then placed my hand on her bra-encased 38c tits. Gently I pushed her bra up until her tits were free of entrapment. I lowered my head to an erect nipple and started to run my tongue around the the nipple. At the same time as I was doing this I was slowly removing her blouse and then unclipping her bra which was by this time up under her chin.

I stood up offering my hand to Louise which she took and I gently pulled her up and led her to the double bed at the back of the RV. She stood beside the bed and removed her shoes and her jeans. Dressed only in a skimpy thong she lay down on the bed reached out and massaged my hard on through my clothing and said "Why don't you get undressed and join me"

I quickly undressed and lay down beside her after making sure that all the curtains were pulled to avoid any prying eyes.We started kissing our tongues intertwining and becoming more passionate by the second. I was also massaging her more than ample tits that seemed to make her hornier by the minute. At the same time she was playing with my cock which stood proud and ready for action.

I ran my hand down her body until I reached the thong that I promptly removed. She lay over on her back and opened her legs which would give me greater access to her cunt. I ran my hand up and down her split from her ass hole to her clitoris. She was soaking wet and my hand moved some of these juices to her clit lubricating it for the rubbing it was getting.

In a whisper Louise said "Suck my cunt like you did to my sister" I moved my mouth down to her cunt and took her erect clitoris in my teeth gently biting and licking it at the same time. "Troy" she said "that feel soooo gooood" suddenly Louise started to buck and jump around on the bed pushing my head away and covering her cunt with her hands began to moan in a guttural voice as she reached a crashing crushing orgasm "Oh my God, Oh my God Fuuuuuuuuuck fuuuuuuuuuuuck this is sooooooo gooooood." As I went to take her hands away from her cunt and replace them with mine she pushed them away moaning "It is too sensitive don't touch me yet, just wait a couple of minutes"

I sat back on the bed with my cock standing proud and I began to give it a little rub. Louise had by now recovered from her shattering orgasm and she moved across and took my 8 inch cock in her mouth deep throating it. Suddenly I could feel the spunk rise in my balls as I started to cum. Louise then did something that I will never forget. She gently pushed her finger up my ass and began to massage my prostate at the same time as she was deepthroating me. She took my cock from her mouth and said "Let the doctor show you how good it is to have your prostate massaged while you are cumming". I will never forget the feeling that I experienced and the amount of jism that I shot into Louise's mouth because of her actions.

We lay back on the bed sated but I had still not yet fucked Louise. Fortunately my recuperative powers ensured that I had another hard on within 30 minutes. As I lay on my back Louise straddled me facing my head with her large swollen pregnant belly resting on mine. She placed my cock against her cunt and sat down taking the full 8 inches inside her.

I said to Louise that I wanted to fuck her doggie style like I did to her sister so we separated and she knelt on her knees with her head on the pillow. Placing my cock at the entrance to her vagina I noticed that a lot of her juices had run down between he legs and had lubricated her ass hole. I drove my cock into her cunt a few times before pulling it out and positioned it against her ass hole. Pushing slowly I began to enter her ass. Louise was moaning saying it was hurting but keep pushing. Suddenly her sphincter relaxed and with the lubrication from her cunt I was able to go in right up to the hilt.

I started pushing and pulling my cock in her ass hole and at the same time reaching around to stimulate her clitoris. It wasn't long before she was on the edge of another orgasm but she was holding off until I was ready. Soon I was ready and I said to her that I was going to cum. We humped together she was in the throes of her orgasm when she started moaning "Fuck my ass shoot your load of jism deep into me" These words sent me over the top and I came shooting spurt after spurt of thick ropey cum up her bum.

We lay together for about half and hour when I decided that we had better be on our way unless we would never get to Los Angeles. Louise did not have to get to San Diego to take up duty at the hospital for two months giving her plenty of time to find an apartment, have her baby and find a sitter for when the baby was born and she had to return to work.

When we arrived in Los Angeles I told Louise that I was returning to my home in California City out near the Nevada desert for a couple of months getting my business back on line before taking off again selling my wares up and down the west coast.

Louise pleaded to come and stay with me for a while and seeing a great free fuck whenever I wanted it I agreed.

Three weeks later on a Sunday morning I had mounted Louise and was pounding my hard rigid cock up her most receptive cunt which was most difficult because of her advanced pregnancy. She was groaning and moaning in the advanced stages of her orgasm and I was cumming when suddenly I thought that she had pissed herself as the bed became wet.

I quickly pulled out of her cunt and in doing so shot a load of cum on her swollen belly and then asked if she was alright. She replied "Our fucking has started my labor and my waters have broken you should get me to the hospital".

I quickly got my RV going and headed for the hospital. Fortunately Louise was only in labor for 4 hours before she gave birth to a bouncing baby girl.

Two weeks later I loaded Louise and Lucy onto a Greyhound Bus bound for San Diego my adventures with the French at a finish.

With my exploits with Gabby and Louise I can only say "VIVA LA FRANCE"



Viva La Revolution!



It's 1916 and I'm in Northern Mexico with the U.S Army as it chases Pancho Villa. I'm aware that Villa is a little larger than life. He was an outlaw, guilty of murder and many lesser crimes, and then joined the successful revolution and became both a hero and pretty much the ruler of most of northern Mexico. In fact, his name isn't even Pancho or Villa, he just decided to be called that, which adds to his interest for most people. But then, during some additional insurrections after the new government failed, he raided some towns across the border, in the U.S. So, General Pershing is leading a force to punish him. I'm along as a reporter. My newspaper, in Philadelphia, sent me because I was young and dispensable but also because I could take photographs and I spoke some Spanish.

The U.S. doesn't catch him but I actually meet him. The U.S. goes home and I stay because our readers are very interested in Villa. I have to admit, I'm staying rather reluctantly. This place is a mess. To begin with, most people live the same way they did a hundred years ago. Maybe even longer ago. Its dirty. I mean unclean. The people, the streets, the buildings, everything. Small towns have no sewer systems. The water is always unsafe. Public transportation almost doesn't exist. Public accommodation for strangers like me almost doesn't exist. There are a few hotels in larger towns but over most of the land, you have to try and find families that will let you stay with them. In fact, to do anything here you have to figure out ways on your own to accomplish anything. A government doesn't exist, essentially. The only way I'm able to stay is that Villa has decided that I can. Maybe even has decided that I should stay. I think he would like to add to his fame and my stories might help. Since he's essentially the ruler here right now, he can make things happen.

What this means is, I can get access to various places. I can travel to places (as long as its o.k. with him). I can find places to stay. Because he just issues some orders and everyone falls into line and obeys. But I already know I won't stay long. I'm always dirty. It's very difficult to arrange a bath. I have bites all over me. Some from flying insects, some from whatever is living in the beds that I've been provided. I can't get any more photographic plates so when I finish with what I have, I'll try and get to Chihuahua and the only train North to the U.S.

Right now, I'm living in a large hacienda. That's the main house of a ranch, with several other buildings creating a complex. I have no idea who owns it. Or used to own it. Villa has been taking big ranches and giving pieces of them to peasants. It's full of people that Villa has decided to house, for whatever variety of reasons. I've been in others before. It's his country, he does as he pleases. Fortunately, he's always been good to me, even friendly. Regardless of all the truly evil things I've heard about him, hes a very appealing character.

I have a room. Well, actually, I have a space off a hallway that has a carpet hanging off the ceiling to create what's almost a room. Next door to me, in an actual room but with a window into my area which almost makes me a room mate, is an older lady. I've talked with her and gather that she was wealthy and had a husband. Perhaps she's still wealthy and perhaps not, perhaps she still has a husband and perhaps not. She's not really that old, probably forties. Maybe early fifties. And she's not unattractive. A little plump but in pretty good shape. Was probably a beauty twenty or thirty years ago.

She has a friend that spends many nights with her. The two wouldn't seem to fit. He's probably late twenties. Truly a perfect body, the kind I've seen on negroes working the docks in Philadelphia. It's like you can see every muscle on his body. He may even be part negro, he's a little darker than most Mexicans that I see. But its hard to tell. Nice looking guy, too. Named Luis. 

Night after night I hear the sounds of sex from her room. I've begun to interpret them. The first slurping sounds are her, Dona Alvarez, sucking his cock. She enjoys it, smacks her lips a lot. The next set of slurping noises is Luis eating her. She really enjoys that. She almost screams as she orgasms over and over. The next bunch of grunts and moans are them fucking. They do that a lot. She must be almost insatiable and he must be darn near a satyr, able to last and last. 

I'm quite sure that he is either being paid, or, thinks he's going to be paid. Because he is also with another woman on occasion. Now, this other one, Delores, is one to write home about. She is absolutely beautiful. Tall and slim with a perfect face. She's a mystery to me. She's the type that should have a wealthy husband. I mean, any male in the world would want her. So why is she sleeping with Luis on the nights he's not with the older Dona Alvarez? And why, with her available, would Luis ever choose to go instead to the older, much less attractive woman? There's a lot I dont know.

I should also add, before you get to thinking otherwise, that we're all dirty. Its a dirty place. A desert. Very little water. Lots of dust and wind to blow it around. Even a bath a week is a luxury. I'm sure the others do as I do and try and wash as much as possible with what water we can get. But I know I'm dirty so I know they have to be, too. We all smell a bit, too. Even the beautiful one. Delores.

Well, I've got a lot of information. I've written most of it down, have notes covering the rest. I've covered a few battles. I've even managed to send a couple stories and some photos back to Philadelphia although I have to cross my fingers and hope they got there. In the meantime, I'm stuck here until I can convince Villa that I need to be elsewhere. It may be days or weeks. I assume the others are in the same boat. We've all become acquainted. Even slightly towards friendly as you must do when you're all stuck together. We talk a little but nobody opens up much.

Then early evening, right after dinner, Delores comes to me. All our talk is in Spanish but I'll put it in English for this story. "Roberto," she says, sort of a Roe -bairt-oh as she pronounces it, "would you like a real bath?"

Would I? Of course. But why is she suggesting this? "Yes, I would," I tell her.

She smiles. "I've managed to obtain a cask of water. It's not enough for a true bath. But it's enough for both of us if you'd like." She has a real room. And I follow her there. She does have a cask of water and a fairly large, shallow basin. She asks me to take off my clothes and stand in the basin and she'll wash me. While I comply, she disrobes also, so we're both nude. Her body is even better than I had ever imagined. Her face is beautiful, of course. She's tall and slim and her breasts are almost too much for her body. And they're firm with no sag. She must be younger than I thought. I would have imagined her into her thirties but perhaps she's just into her twenties with breasts like that. 

She starts washing me, with the water running off me into the basin. She uses soap and she's thorough. She spends a fair amount of time on my cock, telling me how magnificent it is. Her term - magnificent. I mean, I'm healthy and just twenty-four, so I'm in good shape but my cock wouldn't win any prizes. I've seen other guys and I consider myself average. Well, my ego might want to say just a tad above average. But if Delores likes it, that's fine with me. Then she rinses me and it's her turn. 

I love washing her, feeling her body. She's light brown all over, darker on her face and arms from the sun. I get to feel those perfect breasts, play with her nipples that get very hard. Then her lovely ass, full and firm. Her legs are perfect, muscular but slim. Then her groin. Hairy. Dark, kinky, pubic hair. She lifts a leg, puts her calf on my shoulder, rests her hand on my head, so I can wash her. I reach into her pink interior a little, rinse her. I keep telling her how beautiful she is, what a perfect body she has. As I'm washing her pussy she asks me if I like that part of her. I tell her that I certainly do. She wants to know If I'd like to taste her there. I tell her that most certainly, I want to. She just smiles and lifts her leg off me and stands erect again. 

She tells me she needs her hair washed also. She kneels on the floor and bends to get her head and hair over the basin. I pour some water over her hair to get it wet. She has some liquid soap available and I wash her hair and then use water to rinse it . By now, the basin is full. She uses a cloth like a towel and dries her hair and then wraps it, like a turban. Then she leads me, both of us naked, to the bed. "I'll taste you first," she says. "Your cock looks delicious". She sits next to me and bends over me and goes to work. Obviously she's done this before because it couldn't be better. It's almost as if she was a professional at it, she's so good. I think she actually does like it. When I shoot off into her mouth, she swallows and keeps her lips milking me until I'm completely drained. She looks up at me, smiling, "You're even more delicious than I hoped," she tells me and then moves up to lay next to me. 

I lean over her and kiss her. She puts her arms up around me and kisses back. It's lovely. I then start working down her body, feeling and licking and sucking on her large breasts. I'm not horribly experienced and this is definitely the best body I've ever had sex wth. I finally kiss down across her stomach and get between her legs. I use my hands to push her hair back and spread her open a little. She bends her legs and moves her knees way up, moving her pussy up more for me, and I lean in and get my tongue into her. This is heaven. She truly is delicious and I tell her so. I lick and suck and then move up a little to get at her clit and start pushing it around a little with my tongue. Its only the second clit I've ever seen, felt, tasted, and its larger than the first one. It's like a small finger. Then I work back and forth, into her vagina, back onto her clit. She tells me to use my fingers, so I slide two of them into her and concentrate my mouth on her clit. It takes a little while but she gets juicier and juicier and her hips start jumping a little and soon shes into a good orgasm. I pull my fingers out of her and try to suck her whole pussy into my mouth. 

Then she's pulling my hair to get me away and I move up over her. She reaches down and feels my cock and gives me a big smile as she realizes I'm hard again and helps aim it into her. I give a push and slide part way in. It's all so lubricated and smooth and tight, I fit in easily, slowly pushing all the way into her. We fuck. I start slow and she starts pushing back, speeding me up. We end up slamming into one another as hard and as fast as possible. Fortunately I last through another of her orgasms and then on her next, I ejaculate, too. There is no doubt that its the best sex ever and I tell her so. She makes no move to get rid of me so I roll off to the side.

"Delores, I loved that. I'd love to do it over and over. I hope you liked it." She tells me that she definitely did. "But why me?" I ask her. "I know that Luis has been with you. Why not him? Why me?"

"I'm angry with him. He's a beautiful man. A beautiful body, a magnificent cock. When I saw him, I had to have him. We were together. Now, he's fucking that old lady. He's eating her. I thought I was special and that he only ate me. Now he's eating her ancient cunt. It's an insult. So I want to get even. But now that I have, I want you some more. Youre very good, Roberto, I can tell you truly like tasting me."

"I do. I could spend hours tasting you."

She smiles, "Don't make promises you don't want to keep. I would enjoy that."

"So would I," I tell her and then kiss her and hold her breast. I then kiss her neck, her shoulder.

"Just a minute," she says. She surprises me by pulling away and getting off the bed. She gets a wash cloth we were using and squats a little and wipes her pussy thoroughly. Then she comes back to the bed and lays down where she was before. "Now," she tells me, "Start over".

I do, I kiss her again and kiss down to her breasts. I spend time on each breast, licking and sucking on the nipples, and then on down her body. As I get down between her legs she reaches up behind her and grabs two pillows and moves them down her body. She uses her legs to lift her butt up and slides the pillows under her ass as she spreads her legs wide. I lean into her, spreading her open and pushing the hair away and get my tongue into her again. I purposely avoid using my fingers to fuck her and getting her to orgasm quickly. I want to just lick and taste her as I promised. I do what I've read about, spell out the alphabet with my tongue as far into her as I can get it, then lick and suck on her clit. Then back into her vagina again with my tongue. I know I don't last for hours but I get her to two more orgasms. It's longer than I've ever done it before and I hope it's longer than anyone else has ever done her before. Then I slide up over her, push into her and we start fucking again.

I spend the night. As we talk from time to time, I mention to her that shes so beautiful, she should be married to some rich man. She smiles and tells me that rich men dont marry girls like her, they keep them as mistresses. In fact she was a rich mans' mistress until he decided to stand up against Villa and died. She plans to again become a rich mans' mistress when things settle down a little and men can become rich again. She says the reason she's here is, she fucked Pancho so he's looking out for her, may come and take her somewhere some time. In the meantime, she's just enjoying herself. She likes Luis, he has a good body. But she likes me even more because I'm so good to her. After another fuck in the morning before we both get dressed and go for breakfast, she says she has thought about it and will arrange a present for me.

I never get with Delores again. The day after we had sex, someone comes for her and she goes away. I hope to better things. I do get moved into her room, though, so I don't have to listen to Luis and Dona Alvarez. 

Two days later a girl that is as beautiful as Delores shows up. Someone around northern Mexico has a great set of genes to produce girls like this. Her name is Juanita and she asks for me. 

"Roe-bairt-oh?" she asks "Yes," I tell her. I'm amazed. She could be Delores five years ago. Tall and slim, beautiful face,

She gives me a big grin. "You're even better than Delores said," she tells me. "Which room is yours?" I lead her and show her and she comes in and sets her bag down. I realize that bag probably contains everything she owns. She grins again. "This is fine, she says, I'll like it here, I think."

"You're staying here?"

"Yes. I'm Juanita, Delores's sister. She sent me. She said you'd be the best man for me to be with. You'd treat me well."

"You're going to sleep with me?"

"Yes, if you'll let me. Every girl needs a man. I should be safer with you than almost anyone." Her smile gets bigger and her eyes glisten, "And I think Ill like it more, too."

"Juanita. You're absolutely gorgeous. Maybe even more beautiful than Delores. I had the greatest sex of my life with your sister. So I'm sure that sex with you would be terrific. But this isn't normal for me. I'm not used to having a beautiful woman walk into my life. Do you realize that I'm American? I'll leave here in a fairly short time, perhaps days but no more than a few weeks."

"Yes, I know you aren't going to stay. And it makes me feel very good that you think I'm as beautiful as Delores because I love my sister. I agree that this isn't normal for me, either. But these arent normal times."

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen. Delores is twenty three."

"Have you ever been with a man? I mean, are you a virgin?"

"No, I'm not a virgin and I have been with a man. Not like I think it will be with you but yes a man has penetrated me before. I wouldn't be here now if my parents hadn't sent me to a convent. A man in my village, an important man, grabbed me and penetrated me. I told my parents and they didn't know what to do. He then did it again so my parents sent me to a convent, where I've been for three years. It closed. Churches are closing all over. The sisters just didn't have money anymore so all of us were sent home."

"And you want to do this? I mean to sleep with me?"

"Oh, yes. Delores said you would be the best for me. I'll learn how good it is."

"What if you get pregnant, with a baby?"

"Yes, that might happen. I would need to go to Chihuahua, where Delores is. She can get that fixed. She's had it done for her. She knows a lot of people. She can find another man for me when you leave."

"This is just weird. But you certainly are beautiful. Have you had anything to eat? Would you like some food?"

It turns out that she is hungry. While she's getting some food, I arrange to get that cask that Delores had filled with water. I figure it worked so well with us, I should try it with Juanita. Besides, I'm dirty and I'm sure she is, having just traveled a long way to get here.

When we get back to the room, I have her take all her clothes off. She is certainly as lovely and desirable as Delores if not more so. The same tall, slim body, good firm butt, shapely legs and oversize breasts topped with a beautiful face. I had her stand in the basin and I wash her. I purposely do everything I can to arouse her. I spend a lot of time on her breasts. When I get to her pussy, I have her do like Delores and put one leg on my shoulder. After washing her thoroughly, I finger her a little, slide a finger into her, then lean in and lick her lips and then her clit. I think it works. She makes some odd noises. Then I stand in the basin and have her wash me. At the very least I want her to know what my cock is so when I put it in her she'll know what is happening. She seems fascinated by it, washes it over and over, feeling it. Probably she just didn't know how but she never kisses it or licks it.

After we dry each other I lay next to her, both of us naked, on the bed. I kiss her and she kisses back slightly. I think this is all new to her. I fondle her breasts, kiss down to them and lick and suck on them and the nipples. She is beginning to moan. I kiss on down but before I move between her legs, I get a couple pillows and have her rise up so I can put them under her butt. I then spread her legs and get my face into her pussy. I do everything I can think of, licking and working my tongue in her vagina, licking and sucking on her clit, She has an orgasm and I keep on working on her until she has another. Then I slide up over her and get my cock aimed into her and start to push in. 

Her moans and aahs turn to stifled little screams, a noise with each push forward into her. I take my time. Its probably five or six pushes before I'm completely in. Then I just hold it there, letting her get used to me. I lean down and kiss her. She puts her arms around me and definitely kisses back this time. I start pulling out and pushing in. She starts pushing her hips at me. She may not know what shes doing but she definitely is involved. She wants this.

She's tighter than her sister. My cock moving in her is really getting massaged. I keep pushing in, she keeps pushing back. I start going a little faster. Her noises increase. I can feel her insides grasping me, pulsing against me. She lets out a low scream and her whole body pushes up against me. I can feel juices leaking out around where my cock is pistoning into her. Shes having another orgasm. I just keep on moving in her, getting still faster and harder. She's back to returning my pushes with her hips. She gives a loud exhale, an ugh, each time our bodies slam together. I'm pounding into her as fast and as hard as I can. This is actually an even better fuck than I got from Delores. Juanitas' actions, responses, are all a first time thing. Natural. Maybe Delores's were real, too, but she'd experienced it all so many times before. This is Juanitas' first. At least her first that includes orgasms. Rape isn't sex, its just a physical attack. I can feel my insides getting ready, my cock is actually expanding a little. I start shooting into her. Which must trigger something in her because her insides start really grabbing me, milking me, and shes into a continuous low scream. Whether its partly her juices or just my sperm, I can feel my cock sliding in a much wetter canal. And I push in as far as I can and stop, just hold it in her. Her arms and legs both come up around me. She had been using them as a base to push against, pressing them into the bed.




Viva La Revolution!



"Oh my God, Roberto, this is the most amazing feeling I've ever had. If Sister Theresa had ever experienced anything like this she would have been a much better person." 

I pull out of her and slide back enough to get my lips to hers and kiss her. She's still wrapped around me. I use my arm and a leg to push us into a roll so that shes laying fully on top of me. This time she kisses me. I kiss back and try slipping my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue comes right back at me and we lick each others' mouths from the inside. She lays her head on my chest and runs her hands over whatever parts of me she can reach, my sides, my shoulders, my arms. 

"Do we get to do that again?"

"Yes, as often as you want."

"I can't imagine a moment when I won't want to," she says, grinning at me and kissing me again.

"Who is Sister Theresa?"

She grins again. "She is the meanest person I've ever met. At the convent. She claims to be religious but is just sour. And mean. I think she likes to give punishment. Maybe she even likes to receive punishment from the rumors I heard. But if she ever experienced what I just did, she couldn't be that way. I could easily spend the rest of my life having sex with you over and over and over if its always like this."

"I'm not sure it will always be like this. This was your first time. You can never experience it for the first time again. But it always should be good. Sometimes better than others but always good. I tried to make it good for you. I always will. Some men don't. They just want to enjoy themselves which might not be as good for you. I know that I enjoy myself more when you enjoy it too."

"Well I hope you enjoyed it because I want you to want to do it a lot more." She kisses me again. "I can still feel it down there. Partly it's as if I'm a little sore. But mostly, it's a feeling like it wants it to happen some more. It wants to experience it again. When can we?"

"Once I cum, spurt into you, I go soft. It'll take a little time for me to get hard again. Not real long but a few minutes anyway."

She grins at me and her hand reaches down between us to feel my cock. "Yes, its soft. Sticky and soft. Can I do anything to get it hard again?"

"You can do anything you want. Just don't hurt me. Don't bite or squeeze it too hard".

She rolls off me and sits back a little and looks at my cock. She reaches to it with one hand and starts pushing it around a little, feeling it. Her other hand reaches for my testicles. "What are these?"

"My balls. They manufacture sperm, the stuff I shoot into you to make babies when I reach a climax." 

Her fingers are pulling on my dick a little." What makes it get hard? How does that work?"

"It's just blood. Somehow, when I feel sexy, the blood pushes into me there and makes it grow. Makes my cock hard so I can push it into you."

"Well, I feel sexy now. I want to make you feel sexy." She leans down and kisses my cock. I can feel it move a little. "It works," she says, Then kisses it again. Her tongue comes out and licks it. "That's me that I can taste, isn't it? I've tasted that before off my own fingers."

"Yes, it's pretty much covered with whatever was inside you when it was inside you. You can suck some blood into it if you want to."

"Suck?" she says, looking up at me. Then she puts her lips around the head and sucks. Her tongue is moving inside her mouth, licking me." Like that?" she asks, pulling away and looking up at me. "Yes, if thats what you want to do." She gets her mouth back on it and sucks some more. It starts to grow. She takes more of it into her mouth, still sucking. She looks up at me again. "Did Delores do this?" Then she gets me back into her mouth.

"Yes, Delores did. The first thing we ever did together, I was already hard and she sucked on me until I came in her mouth. She seemed to like it, swallowed it all. She claimed it would make me last longer next time, when I was inside her and I guess she's right."

"But that would mean you couldn't get inside her for awhile until it got hard again."

"Yes, that's true."

She gets her mouth around my cock and starts licking and sucking again. Within a couple minutes, I'm hard. Hard enough at least. She looks up at me, her hand holding my cock and grins. "You're ready, arent you?"

"Yeah, why don't you straddle me and sort of sit on me and take it up in you. You fuck me instead of me fucking you."

"I can do that?"

"Sure, there are a lot of positions that can get me in you."

Grinning, she moves around, gets her knees on either side of me and moves into position. Her hand holds my cock erect as she lowers herself a little until my head is pushing her lips open. "This is good," she says and then uses her legs to lower herself a little. I can feel my cock pushing its way into her tight insides. "Oh my," she says and drops down more. I'm completely up in her, she's sitting on me. "Now what?" she asks.

"Move your hips, ride me. Back and forth, whatever feels good." Her eyes sort of look up a little as she moves her hips. I can feel my cock moving inside her.

"Oh yes", she says. "Yes. Yes. Yes".

"Juanita," I have to tell her, "You don't know how beautiful and desirable you are. Watching your naked body riding me is like a dream come true." With that said, I sit up some and get a hand and my mouth to one of her lovely breasts and begin to savor it, lick it, suck it. While I suck on one, I get my hand to the other to fondle it and pinch the nipple slightly, then move my mouth to it. Her moans and groans get louder. As I suck on her second breast, I get my hand down between us, my fingers right above where my cock disappears into her, and get a finger on her clit. As she rides me, I massage her clit and suck her breast. Very quickly, she's in orgasm again. I let go of her as she stiffens some. I can feel her juices leaking out around my cock. She has an intense look on her face for a moment and then looks at me and grins, then leans down atop me, her breasts mashing against my chest, and kisses me. My cock is still in her, is still hard.

"Roberto, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that this could be so good. I used to finger myself to orgasm often, trying to fantasize about something I'd never experienced. But I couldnt even dream of anything as good as this."

"Would you like more? We don't have to be done. I can go on if you can."

"I'll always want more," she almost murmurs to me, smiling.

"O.k.," I say, "lets try something else, another position. I lift her hips some to get my cock out of her."

"Oh," she says immediately, trying to sit back on me, "I like you inside me."

"I will be again. Let me get out from under you. You just stay like you are, sort of kneeling, on all fours, your butt up in the air." I move around behind her, get between her legs, shoving them apart a little more, and aim my cock back into her now wet and very ready pussy. She gives a loud, satisfied aah as I slowly push back into her. I lean over her and get both arms down around her so that I can hold both breasts as I start to slowly pull out and push back into her. She's quickly into her happy moans and groans again.

"This is very nice," she says," I think you're in me even further than before. I can feel you so well moving in me."

"I can be in even further," I say as I let go of her breasts and straighten up some to slap my body against hers, pushing as far into her as I can. She's into aahs again. I hold her butt with both hands and start seriously fucking her, pounding into her fast and hard. My balls are swinging up and slapping into her, probably hitting her clit. She moves into ughs and oohs. In a very short time, she's into still another orgasm and as I feel her insides trying to grasp my cock and hold it, it triggers an orgasm from me and I shoot a load deeply into her.

When I pull out she quickly rolls over under me and reaches up and puts her arms around me and hugs me, lifting her body off the bed to press against me. I relax and lower us, supporting myself above her with my arms. We kiss. "I always looked up to Delores. My parents were unhappy that she started being with a man without being married. But she's proven to me that she's right by getting me with you. I don't care what happens to me now because I'll always have this experience to let me know how great life can be. I just want to be with you as much as I can."

"I want to be with you, too, Juanita. I will never be able to ever find anyone better. You're beautiful, have a perfect body and a natural instinct for sex, for enjoying sex. I could never do better."

We eat, we rest, we have sex. Lots and lots of sex for almost three weeks. I get a message that Villa is in Chihuahua, has received my request to come back there and eventually return to the States, and he approves. Transportation will arrive the next day. So, the next day, Juanita and I ride a wagon all day and part way into the night before finally getting to Chihuahua and the hacienda where Villa lives at the moment with one of what I've heard are fairly many wives.

The first thing I do is ask if it's possible to take a bath, for us to get some water so that we can wash. I wanted to replay our first time together, which, in truth, had been replayed several times before, all extraordinarily terrific. Well, either Villa had told them to treat me as a Very Important Person, or, they didn't know, so they erred on the cautious side. Anyway, we were shown into Villas' own bathroom. A large tub, easily comfortable for two of us, running water (even hot water), and a flush toilet. Indoor plumbing! It had been a while. We were soon both naked and immersed in hot water. I'm not positive but I don't think Juanita had ever before experienced anything like this. Then the great Pancho Villa walks in, smiling. I start to stand, acknowledging him.

He waves me to sit down. "Well Roberto," he says, "Have you got plenty of stories of our revolution to entertain your Norte Americanos? Are you going to tell everyone what a great man I am?" I just tell him that, yes I have many stories.

"And your young lady? She reminds me of someone."

"Oh. Juanita, this is Pancho Villa. Senor Villa, Juanita Rodriguez." She starts to rise to greet him. He doesn't motion her to stay seated but lets her stand. I know him, he wants to see her naked body. He smiles and kisses her hand. I pull on her a little and she sits back down. "You may remember her sister, Delores, they resemble each other quite a bit."

"Ah, yes, of course. Delores. Beautiful woman. I think shes here in town."

"Juanita would like very much to see her, to talk with her."

"Of course, of course. How long do you want to stay?"

"Thats up to you. I'll do as you prefer. I do want to return but it's not urgent. Perhaps another two weeks here before catching a train North. Oh, and if she will, I would like to take Juanita with me."

"It's all right with me. But your government has some odd rules you know. She may have a problem crossing the border. Well, unless she's married to you. There would be no problem for your wife." It's like him to suggest marriage. From what I've heard, he's been married over twenty times. With no divorces.

I looked at Juanita. "We've never discussed it so I don't know her opinion but I would like to marry her. I certainly want to keep her with me." Villa smiles and leaves, telling me he'll see me again. Juanita and I finish our bath, washing each other, even our hair, and dry off before heading to our room just down the hall. As we get on the bed, both naked, Juanita climbs on me, straddles me, and sitting on me bends down and kisses me. The thought runs through my mind that she's going to sit on my cock and fuck me but she doesn't. When we break our kiss, she moves back, grabbing my erect cock on the way. She snuggles down between my legs and leans down and starts kissing and licking my cock, running her hand up and down on it. She then gets her mouth over it and starts to suck and lick and take as much of it into her mouth as she can before sliding her lips back up. Soon she's into a perfect blow job. She'd never done that before, I ate her all the time, we fucked all the time. She'd sucked on me to get me hard before but never had she done what shes doing now. I won't last long, she's really attacking my cock. In a couple minutes she starts getting a mouthful and she keeps at it, still sucking and working on my cock. Finally, when my last spurts stop, she stops. She licks my cock again, licks her lips and looks up at me with a big grin on her face.

"How was that?" she asks.

"Terrific. I loved it. But what brought that on?"

She crawls up over me and lays on me and kisses me. I can taste my cum on her. I know I'm going to see Delores and we'll talk about sex and how to please a man. We've discussed that before but I never knew what she was talking about then. You said that she did that to you so I had to do it too before we talk. It took me a while but I finally asked Dona Alvarez about it and how to do it right. Did I do it right?"

"You did it the best I've ever experienced. You were beautiful and sexy and perfect. Now I get to do you." That brought another big smile and she rolled off me onto her back.

I do everything I can think of to make this perfect for her. I kiss and lick every part of her body. I even roll her over at one point to get at her back and ass. A beautiful, firm, round ass. Down a leg to her foot, then the other foot and back up the other leg and finally to her pussy. I lick and suck and finger fuck her, suck her vagina, give her a second orgasm after her first, then slide up over her and aim my erect-again cock into her and fuck her. First, slow and loving and then fast and hard, through two more orgasms for her before I finally cum. She's pretty noisy during all this, obviously loving it all and tells me so as she ends up wrapped around me, her legs up and her feet on my back, her arms around me. We kiss. And kiss and kiss.

"Roberto, you told Pancho Villa that you wanted to marry me. Did you mean that?"

"Juanita, I wish it hadn't happened like that. I wanted to tell you that I loved you and that I wanted to marry you, not have it come out in a conversation with someone else. But it's true. I do love you. And I want to marry you. Will you marry me?

She kisses me. "Yes, silly Roberto, I'll marry you. I love you. I never want to leave you. I never expected this to happen but, yes, I will." We kiss and hug and feel one another. "There's something else I should tell you. I've never had my bleeding time since I met you. Maybe all the sex just threw me off schedule. But maybe I'm pregnant. One of the things I was going to talk with Delores about was doing something about that."

I hold her, kiss her, run my hand down her back, feel that lovely ass. "Juanita, if you are going to have a baby, it's mine too. I love you. I want you. I want the baby. Don't do anything. Let's just let things happen naturally and see." She gives me a huge smile and presses against me and we kiss again. Her hand reaches down to grasp my cock, seeing if its hard yet. It is. She rolls onto me and straddles me, grinning, and lowers herself, taking my cock up into her. 

When we fuck, my cock moves through a warm, moist, very tight canal that squeezes and massages my cock. But more happens. It's like her insides grab my cock, try and hold it in her. When she cums, her insides try and milk everything out of me. I've asked her how she does that because not every woman does. She says, she doesn't know, it just happens. I know that I can push inside me to force my poop out of me. I don't know how I do it, I just sort of push. I've read where nurses and doctors, during child birth, tell the mother to push. So, there must be some muscles in there that can push a baby out and can grab my cock when it wants to. Maybe she just gets so engroassed in it, wanting it so much, that she pushes without realizing it. That isn't very sexy but I think it must be waht happens.

We do finally get some sleep. The house is a busy one and the many noises wake us. We have breakfast and talk with some people and find where Delores is and head there. The two sisters are happy to see each other, talk for hours. Delores seems very happy that I want to marry Juanita. She makes the obvious point that things are really messed up in Mexico right then and Juanita will be better off up North with me, at least for now, but she hopes things will eventually get better. She tells us that when she came back to Chihuahua she spent two days with Pancho Villa then another night just a few days ago. I ask her how he is as a lover.

She smiles. "He's a general. Everything happens the way he wants."

"He's mean or abusive?"

"Oh no, not at all. Its just that he doesn't make love like you do, he just fucks. He's very virile, though, lasts long enough that I end up getting something out of it, too. But nothing like you. You're very lucky Juanita, you're getting one of the good ones. I dont want to spoil him for you, though. There are other good ones, too, Roberto. I've been with too many men and I know. But there also are even more that aren't anywhere near as good."

She also goes with us to City Hall to get a marriage license. Both girls say that they would like their parents there for our wedding but both agree that it's impossible. To get word to them and then get them to Chihuahua would take weeks.

The day we get married, in City Hall, we go back to Pancho Villa's place and head for the bathroom to take a good, hot bath. I almost can't get my clothes off because Juanita keeps kissing me and feeling me. Once were both naked and in the tub, she sits on me, facing me, and rubs her bottom against my cock. She then does something she's never done before. She tells me, "I've got to have an orgasm. Roberto, Please," and she stands up some, gets one leg up on the side of the tub to spread herself open and then almost sits herself on my face and I start licking her. She moans and groans and says, "Yes. Yes." over and over and then cums. I don't think she's ever emitted so much fluid. I taste and swallow some, some just gets all over my face. She's into a satisfied series of aahs and then moves back to sit down. As she does, she reaches down for my erect cock and sits herself on it, taking me up into her. "Oh, Roberto, thank you, I wanted that so much." She moves her body, riding my cock a little under water. She grins at me, "Now you can't have anyone but me, husband. You've got to keep me satisfied for the rest of my life. I'm going to try and wear you out."

I kiss her and enjoy her riding me, I can feel my cock moving inside her. I get my hands on her breasts and feel them, her nipples. "But you realize, wife, that you can't have anyone but me, either."

She grins, "You mean I can't have three or four lovers?"

"No, you'll just have to let me satisfy you. But maybe years from now you won't want me anymore, won't want to have sex. What am I supposed to do then?"

She grins some more and starts bouncing faster on my cock. "I'll never not want you. My parents have been married twenty-five years and from the sounds I hear, they're still doing this a lot." I can feel her cum, her whole body reacting, which triggers me and I shoot up into her and we hug and kiss and finally finish washing each other. After drying we go back to our room, naked, get on the bed, she gets her mouth around my cock and we start all over.

Postscript:

We manage to get a train North. It takes a week but we finally make it to Philadelphia. My stories and photos all get published, to fairly much acclaim. My newspaper even publishes all of them as a book and distribute it nationally and it sells fairly well. The United States enters the war against the Germans and, since I had been with Pershing in Mexico and he knew me, I ended up in charge of Press Relations on Pershings staff. The stories about the war that I send back get published all over the country because of a new syndicate that's been formed that includes my newspaper.




Viva La Revolution!



Juanita was pregnant, We have a baby, a girl. Delores, our baby, was born seven months after we got to Philadelphia. We both think she got pregnant the first time we fucked. The war doesn't last all that long and I'm soon home again. My job with the newspaper is now much higher and more important than I ever expected. Juanita continues to keep me happy. Once she learned how to give me a blow job, she practices often. She's now pregnant again. I'll have to look into those fragile condom things I heard about in the Army that can keeep her from getting pregnant. It looks as if things might finally be settling in Mexico so we may be able soon to take our family down and meet all of her family.



Viva Las Vegas!



(Author's note: This was inspired by thoughts of a vacation friends and I are planning for Vegas in Spring 2012.)

*

"Finally!" Karen exclaimed, as she rolled her suitcase into the hotel suite that would be home away from home for the next four days. It was the end of April, and five high school friends were meeting in Vegas for a long weekend at the MGM Grand.  

"Tell me about it," Alicia replied with a grin. "It's great to be here!" After an uneventful flight out of Philadelphia and a brief cab ride, at last they were in Sin City on a long-awaited vacation.

"You don't mind bunking with Melissa, right?" Karen wanted to know.

"It's fine -- your comps got us the suite for next to nothing. As far as I'm concerned, you deserve the big bedroom." Then she wanted to know, "Is Mike coming?"

Karen shook her head. "He's with his kids this weekend, otherwise I'd have made him come along ... which is also why I asked for dibs on the single room. Just in case he could join us." She smiled. "I'm dying for some pool time. Wanna go?"

"Of course." Twenty minutes later they had secured two lounge chairs poolside and had drinks in hand. "So," Karen began after drinking some rum and Coke, "This is Peter's last night with his brother, so we might not see him till tomorrow. Will gets in an hour from now, and Melissa can't leave till lunchtime tomorrow."

Alicia nodded in agreement and sipped at her Mai-Tai. The two women sat together in companionable, relaxed silence until Karen said, "Wait till the guys get a load of you in that get-up," referring to the bright purple string bikini Alicia wore.

"You should talk," Alicia replied, indicating the red tankini top with a deep, cleavage-exposing neckline that Karen had chosen. "Your tits are about to burst out of that thing!"

"And you, my dear, are practically naked." They laughed, and then Karen said, "I'm going to tease the guys with something." She picked up her iPhone, said "Smile for the camera," and snapped a photo. "Look what's waiting for you poolside," she recited as she tapped out a message.

"One good turn deserves another," Alicia giggled, as she retrieved her BlackBerry and followed suit. "I'll send the same message."

Forty-five minutes and a few drinks later, Karen murmured, "Well, well, well," then called out, "I thought we weren't going to see you till tomorrow." Alicia turned to see to whom Karen was speaking—Peter was approaching them, drink in hand.

"My brother left earlier than expected," he replied, as he sat down next to Karen and smiled at Alicia, "so here I am. How was your flight, ladies?"

"Not bad, can't complain," Karen told him. More small talk followed but Alicia did not participate, as she was thinking about things Karen was not necessarily aware of.

Both Peter and Will had already seen the purple bikini as Alicia had previously texted a photo of herself in it to them.

Will and Alicia had been texting each other for almost a year; said texts had gotten overtly sexual in nature, with a more recent one from him saying

"When you get down here, if you ever do, I am going to do things to you that have never been done to you before. I am going to fuck you in places you have never been fucked, and I am going to make you cum and cum and cum till you beg for mercy."

And lastly, Peter and Alicia had been having an affair that had started in the fall, after encountering each other at happy hours with Karen one hot Friday night. It started when Alicia had sat on Peter's lap so Karen could snap a photograph of them, and Peter had gently run his hand along the side of her upper thigh, then along the small of her back ... and she found herself immediately turned on by such a simple caress.

They fucked for the first time the following week, and had gotten together for sex a few times each month since then.

"Hey," Karen said to Alicia, "you ready to get changed for dinner? I'm getting hungry."

"Didn't you want to wait for Will?"

"He texted me. He's at the airport. At baggage claim. Didn't he text you?" Alicia glanced at her BlackBerry and said, "He did. I must not have heard my phone go off ... how much time will you need?"

"Probably an hour. Is that enough time for you?"

"Yep." Alicia glanced at Peter and asked, "Want to meet us in the lobby in an hour and a half or so? That should allow Will time enough to get settled and freshen up after his flight. We'll get dinner and then hit the casino."

"Sounds good. I talked to Will before his plane took off from Miami and gave him my room number, so he'll be all set when he gets here."

"See you then." And with that, Karen and Alicia got up and left the pool area, Karen in the lead, and as Alicia passed Peter she lowered her sunglasses and gave him a lecherous wink and a smile.

*

Three and a half hours later, after a delicious steak dinner at the hotel the four friends parted ways in the casino -- Karen to play blackjack, Will roulette, Peter poker, and Alicia the slots. After about an hour, bored out of her mind and not doing as well as she'd hoped, Alicia cashed in her voucher and set off to find her friends.

She found Karen first at one of the less expensive blackjack tables, a small pile of chips in front of her. "How'd you do?" Karen wanted to know.

"Came out a little ahead ... you?"

"I'm almost at my limit. Can you find the boys and see what's up?"

"Sure." She found Peter next. "I'm almost done here," he informed her, indicating the fairly decent pile of chips in front of him.

"I think Karen is too ... let me go see how Will's doing and we'll take it from there." She set off to find Will who had the best night of them all. "It certainly was your lucky night, I see," she laughed as she approached him.

"I'm ready to pack it in," Will replied. "I think my luck's run out." He handed a few chips to the croupier, announced, "I'm done. Thank you," and started placing his chips in the trays by his elbow.

After everyone cashed in, Will announced, "I'm thirsty. Drinks are on me."

"I think I'll take a rain check," Karen informed the group. "I'm tired and I have a headache; the guy next to me was wearing the most god-awful cologne—he must have bathed in the shit—so if you don't mind I'm going to head upstairs and lie down. Have fun."

"Feel better," Alicia called after Karen as the latter headed for the elevators. "Looks like it's just the three of us, then," she added. She linked arms with Peter and Will and led them to the nearest bar.

*

"So what's next?" Will wanted to know after his large rum and Coke was gone. "I'm too tired to head out but not quite ready for bed."

"Same here," Alicia replied. "I got some sleep on the plane because of the early start this morning."

Peter shrugged and said, "I'm easy ... doesn't matter to me."

"Well, I've got to hit the gents," Will told them. "Why don't you two have a meeting of the mind, and we can discuss upon my return." With that, he left the table, and Peter immediately slid closer to Alicia and started stroking her arm, making her gasp with delight. "If this is the only time we're going to be left alone on this trip—when we're in public—there's going to be a big problem," he murmured softly.

"I know," she told him, smiling broadly as his fingers continued moving delicately over her skin. "But we can't go back to my suite. Karen'd shit a brick if she caught us, you know."

"I know. And Will's with me, so no luck there. Here he comes." Peter moved away from her as Will rejoined them and said, "I thought of something. Why don't we run to the gift shop and get vodka and some mixers, go back to our room and watch TV. Maybe we could get a movie," Peter finished his drink and continued, "That way we don't have to leave the hotel, or spend a ton of money on the honor bar."

"Sounds good," Alicia said. "Why don't we do that, then you guys can head up to your room and I'll stop to check on Karen before joining you."

"She mentioned that you have a suite," Will said. "I've never seen one in a casino before. Mind if I go along and check it out?" Alicia shook her head. "You coming with?" she asked Peter.

He shook his head. "No. So why don't we make a run for booze, you guys can go check on Karen and then come up to the room?"

They agreed and set off on their way.

*

Upstairs in the suite, Will looked around while Alicia used the bathroom after checking on a sleeping Karen. "You're not changing?" he asked when she returned to the sleeping area still in the miniskirt and blouse she'd worn to dinner.

"Why? You want to see me in my jammies?" she teased. He stared hard at her for a moment, and then replied, "I'd prefer silky lingerie. Or nothing at all." With that, he began advancing towards her. "Not here," she murmured, "Karen might—"

"I really don't give a fuck what Karen might do, Alicia." He seized her shoulders, pulled her to him and roughly kissed her, thrusting his tongue between her lips when they parted for him. Shit! Now what? she thought in a panic. I wasn't thinking this weekend! Not with everyone around. And Peter's expecting to fuck me at some point this weekend too ... how am I going to explain this? "Too bad we have to meet Peter upstairs soon," he said when he pulled away from her. "But I really want to throw you down on your bed and fuck your brains out."

"We can't. Not now. Not with Karen in the next room. And Peter—"

"He'll get it. He's a man. He'll understand what the deal is." You might be surprised there, Will, Alicia thought. Because he wants to fuck me as much as you do.

He stared at her for a moment, then extended his hand to her. "Let's go," he commanded. "He'll be wondering what's going on." She took his hand and allowed him to lead her to the door; upon reaching it, he whirled her around, pushed her up against it and kissed her again. "I don't want to wait all fucking weekend," he warned her, "so we're going to have to figure something out. Or there's going to be a problem."

You got that right, Will, she mused.

*

The party was still going strong an hour and a half later with no one quite ready for bedtime, so after finding nothing watchable on television they sat and drank and chatted. And with inhibitions loosened they challenged each other to a game of Truth or Dare (strip poker was not an option given Alicia's inability to play—"you'd have me naked in no time and that's not fair," she complained)—starting with Peter's question of "Have you ever been involved in a threesome? I haven't." Alicia said, "No," and repeated the question to Will; he admitted to a few. "Two chicks?" Peter wanted to know.

"You've already asked your question. Wait your turn," Alicia joked.

The questions continued: Have you ever had anal? (Peter: "No." Alicia: "Oh, good God, no." Will: "A couple times.") Do you like rough sex? (Peter: "No, not really." Alicia: "Sometimes. It's fun." Will: "It is fun, but I much prefer to finesse a woman by taking my time.")

Then again it was Alicia's turn, and impulsively she asked for a dare. She waited for someone to speak, and it seemed an eternity until Peter said, "Kiss me." She glanced at both of them, then crawled across the floor to where he was seated and kissed him on the cheek. "Not like that," Peter ordered. "On the mouth. Like you mean it." She then knelt in front of him, took his face in her hands and kissed him; he responded eagerly by thrusting his tongue into her mouth and caressing her tongue with his. They remained kissing this way for some time until Peter said, "That's enough. Your turn, Will."

"Kiss me the way you kissed Peter," was Will's dare, and she complied, shuddering as his hands closed on her upper arms.

The next two requests from the guys were Truth, so Alicia asked Will, "Did you like that?" He answered, "Yes, I did." She repeated the question to Peter, who also replied in the affirmative. Then she asked another question: "Is this going to be my first threesome? And Peter's?" to which Peter said, "I think I'd like that," while Will said, "If it's all right with you two. We'll back out whenever you feel uncomfortable."

"I'm calling the shots, though," she replied, and as the men nodded silently she rose to her feet and moved to stand in the middle of the room. "Truth or dare, Will?"

"Dare."

"Come over here and get in front of me. Peter?"

"Dare."

"Come over here and get behind me." When they had done as she told them, she asked, "Another dare, Will?"

"Yes."

"Finesse me the way you claim you like to finesse a woman. You get the top half. Peter, you get the bottom half." And with that, she stopped talking and let them get to work.

Will's hands rose to the front of Alicia's blouse; placing them palm down on her chest he started rubbing her tits in a circular motion, and he smiled as she inhaled deeply. "That feel good, baby?" he asked, and she nodded. "Want me to keep going?"

"Please," she murmured. He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth, smiling as her tongue squirmed between his lips and licked at his teeth. His long, slender fingers moved to the topmost button of her blouse and undid it; he repeated this process until her blouse was completely open, revealing a lacy lavender bra. "Very sexy," he murmured against her hair, and she giggled softly. He removed her top, and tossed it onto a nearby chair; her bra soon followed, and after that his hands moved to stroke her tits as he kissed her again.

As Will began his sensual assault of Alicia topside, Peter lifted the hair off the base of her neck, brushed it aside, and started kissing and licking the sensitive skin there as he ran his hands up and down her hips. Then he knelt down behind her and slowly ran his tongue from the back of her right knee along the length of her slender thigh, over her right ass cheek to the waistband of her thong; this he repeated on her left leg. He kissed the triangle of cloth covering the cleft of her ass, then gripped the waistband of her thong and slowly tugged it down her legs. When she felt his hand stroke her left ankle she lifted her foot so he could move the flimsy bit of lavender cloth out of the way. He ran his tongue slowly back up her left leg, gave her ass a quick kiss when he reached it, and said, "Spread your legs for me."

This she did, and she moaned loudly when she felt his fingers spreading her apart, then she cried out when his hot tongue began probing her pussy. He slid it languidly in and out for a minute or two, then positioned his head to lap at her clit. Will took a break in the action to look at Alicia's face, which was contorted with lust at what the two men were doing to her. "You should see her face," he informed Peter with a laugh, "she's really loving this."

"I am," she murmured. "I am, I really am, I never thought I would ..."

Alicia imagined the scene as someone walking in would see it: herself standing there topless, groaning with pleasure, with a lavender thong around her right ankle. Will's mouth clamped alternately to her tits or her mouth, sucking ardently, while, Peter's head was completely up her skirt, licking from her clit to her pussy, where he paused briefly to dip his tongue inside, making her squeal each time he did so. This vision, combined with the feel of their mouths and hands on her, soon drove her to the brink but all she could do was whimper incoherently; luckily Will felt her knees start to buckle, and he held her as she came violently on Peter's face.

After one final shudder, she opened her eyes to look into Will's, and smiled. "That was ... intense," she breathed. She kissed Will, then turned to kiss Peter. They stood there quietly until Alicia regained her senses, then with a cocky grin she wanted to know, "So, fellows ... on to Act 2?" Without waiting for a reply, she kicked aside her thong, removed her skirt, and moved to lie down on Peter's bed. "Who's first?" she wanted to know.

"It's your bed, dude," Will joked, so without further prompting Peter quickly stripped and joined Alicia on the bed. When he did so, she eagerly grabbed his cock and started stroking it eagerly—she much preferred to blow him but his head was too thick for her to take into her mouth without gagging most of the time—and once he was hard he rolled her onto her back, roughly nudged her legs apart, and drove himself into her hot and still extremely wet pussy. As Peter drove his shaft in and out of her, causing her to shriek every time he pushed inside her, Alicia watched Will swiftly shed his clothes to reveal an athletic body and one very nice and meaty cock; this he began pumping as he watched the couple fucking on the bed. "Wait," she said to Peter, "this isn't quite fair to Will, is it?" She pushed Peter off of her, rolled over and crawled closer to where Will stood. "Come here," she told him. She gently took hold of his cock, said, "You can fuck my face while Peter fucks my cunt," then placed it between her lips. She gasped when she felt Peter re-enter her, and each forward stroke of his pushed her mouth further down the length of Will's shaft, a perfect fit in her mouth.

Peter's hands moved to seize her hips, while Will took Alicia's face in his hands to better hold it steady; he sharply inhaled when a deep thrust from Peter drove Alicia's face so far forward Will felt the tip of his cock touch the back of Alicia's throat; she was definitely taking it like a trooper. "You're so fucking hot," she heard Will say. "Isn't she fucking hot?" he asked Peter.

"She sure is ... you should feel how tight and wet her pussy is ... you can tell she's loving it. You love this, don't you, baby?" As her mouth was otherwise occupied, all she could manage was a mangled "uh huh."

After ten energetic minutes of driving himself deeply into Alicia's pussy, Peter groaned "I'm coming," and shot his load deep inside her.

"I'm not there yet," Will informed them. "Keep holding her hips like that." He paused a beat, allowing Alicia to eagerly lap the tip of his cock, then he resumed driving it in and out of her mouth, loving the feel of her tongue sliding up and down its length and her lips eagerly sucking ... then he too came inside her mouth, causing her to make a small gagging sound as his load spurted down her throat.

Once they'd all recovered, they took turns cleaning each other up—first Will and Alicia soaped each other up in the shower, then Alicia gently scrubbed Peter clean—the three lay down, Alicia in the middle, cuddled up against Peter, Will's hand on her hip.

*

When Alicia awoke later that morning, she found herself curled up against Peter in his bed; Will, for his part had moved to his bed sometime in the night. She looked at the clock—it was almost seven in the morning—and she had no idea what she would tell Karen if Karen were awake and waiting in the room for her. She knew the first words out of Karen's mouth would be "Where the fuck were you?"

She carefully crept out of bed, wincing as she bumped the set of drawers between the men's beds, then quickly found her discarded clothing and got dressed. As she passed the desk she hesitated for a moment; with an impish grin she opened the desk drawer for a sheet of hotel stationery. She grabbed a pen, scribbled a quick note, and left.

With a sigh of relief she entered her room and found it dark; after another quick check to ensure that Karen was asleep, Alicia put on her pajamas and got into bed, carnal thoughts of what had transpired earlier playing through her mind, lulling her to sleep with a smile on her face.

*

When Will woke up it was going on eight-fifteen; after a minute of looking blearily around the room he realized that Alicia was gone. He briefly considered going for a morning jog, then decided against it, as he was a bit exhausted from the night's festivities. Hungover too, he thought with a snicker. He opted to lie quietly in bed with a glass of juice until Peter woke up and they could decide on breakfast. As he got up and walked to the ice bucket, he saw a sheet of paper propped up against the desk lamp. A lustful grin spread slowly across his face as he read what Alicia had written.




Viva Las Vegas!



Peter roused himself from sleep a few minutes later with a murmured "Alicia?"

"She's gone," Will informed him.

"When?"

"Don't know. She left a note though." Will moved to hand the sheet of paper to Peter, who chuckled when he read what Alicia had written. "I had a GREAT time, guys ... maybe we could do this again sometime? xo."



Viva Las Vegas



His penis stood up turgidly, like a small barrel cactus with no needles. A pale pink saguaro covered with a thin translucent layer of latex, up thrust from a shaven outcropping and surrounded in every direction with a curtain of fire -- my crimson hair, which entrapped his manly spine, leaving a secret forest with only my emerald eyes to see my soft plump lips descend slowly to wrap around his cochineal tip.

As I used the cusp of my tongue to titillate the sweet spot under his crown, I thought back over the events that led me to giving a blow job to a total stranger in a whorehouse, no less...

It all started with a simple piece of mail. A standard 8.5" x 6.5" flyer, printed in glossy color, advertising a business conference in Las Vegas, NV. I threw it on the table with a couple of hundred other junk mailings, and mentioned that we should all go there for a vacation.

We, in this case, meant me, Silky, 5', Red/green. 34 C, 98 pounds; Jessica, somewhere North of 12' (Or maybe 5'7"), 36 C (but she's a c- while I'm a c+) and about 115 pounds. She has Scandinavian blond hair and cerulean blue eyes. And an ass-to-die-for. 

And George. He owns us, sorta. Only because we love him and he us. We live in a polyamorous family. 

If you read all of my stories and adventures, and you certainly should, you will learn (in Genesis and Exodus) that George originally met Jessica as a street walker in Chicago. You might get confused, because anyone who ever met Jess would know that she is not a common ho. 

For a time she worked as a very top echelon escort. Like she got knocked up once by a US Senator.... That's way off track.

A client of her agency, a man who had enough money to fly girls to Buenos Aires in his jet for a weekend, wanted Jessica. He wanted to pay more money than most honest people make in a pair of months to put his scraggly dick in the aforementioned ass-to-die-for. 

Unfortunately, he occasionally returned girls with a few teeth missing, or a broken jaw; Jess refused to pretend like she didn't mind. Big John beat her, but she has a very hard head (I know!) and she still refused, so she got turned out on the street to humiliate her. Her first trick there was George, and if you read the story like I told you, the rest is obvious.

All this leads up to the look that passed between them when I mentioned a vacation to Las Vegas. She shook her head a fraction of an inch and twisted her lips like she does when she's worried. 

George shrugged just a hair, and said, "Silky can go with me."

I raised one eyebrow and huffed, "I'm right here, y'all!"

Jess continued to ignore me, her eyes boring into George's. "Are you sure she'll be safe? I love her so much."

The much loved red-head repeated. "I'm right here, y'all!"

"I'll protect her, you know I will."

Then, finally, he looked at me. "There're too many connections between Chicago and Vegas. Someone might see Jessica. If they recognized her, they'd hurt her. So you and I will make this trip alone."

Befuddled much. George and I on a trip alone? I get him all to myself? Yea!! Jess could get hurt? Boo! If you have read all my stories (do we have to go through this again?) you already know that Big John caused some serious drama in our lives. He was a Bad Man. Note 'was.'

So after much discussion, and much packing and repacking, George and I all alone headed for the conference in Vegas. I loved scrunching up next to him on the plane! We stayed at Caesar's Palace, which is a totally huge place. Our room had its own Jacuzzi, and let me tell you there is lots more room to fuck when you don't have to include a giant blonde!

George went to boring meetings while I had a facial, a Hawaiian massage, a body wrap, a Native American massage, a mani-pedi and had my hair done with a scalp massage. That was between shopping. 

And we ate in a different restaurant every night. Big G has some sort of seven star card or something that let us cut in line. And I wore the tiniest dresses I own, and the highest heels, because I like for all the men to drool and be jealous of my Daddy. It would have been more fun if Jess had been there; when we go places as a threesome guys walk into walls!

So George kind of casually said, "Silk, you know prostitution is legal in Nevada?"

I replied, "Yeah, except in municipalities with more than 400,000 people. Nevada only has 16 counties and one independent city.... That was rhetorical, wasn't it?"

"Well, I'm kinda interested in seeing what they've got." George always thinks about sex, it's one of my favorite things about him.

So we took the limo out to Sherri's Ranch and Brothel. That part of the country (the South West) is all the same; just dirt and rocks, I don't know how people live like that.

Inside, there is a big parlor and a small bar. George told the hostess what he wanted, and pretty soon a girl named Tiffany joined us to give us the tour. She had black hair, though when she saw mine she said hers was naturally auburn. Mine is not auburn, mine lights up like a sunset in July. She had brown eyes, and wore her originally auburn hair down on her shoulders. She wore a baby-doll nightie in pink silk. It didn't clash with my hair, so it was OK.

Sherri's has rooms that are your basic motel setting. The girls live there and entertain in their rooms.

Tiffany offered us the tour, duh, why were we there if not to see everything. They have bungalows for people who want to stay overnight and party. They start at $3000....... 

They have a surf party room with a big Jacuzzi -- you can't screw there because it costs a lot to empty and sanitize it if anyone spills body fluids. Another room centers on a three person hot tub that gets cleaned after every use so any activity is cool.

I was more interested in the pole dancing room. I don't really know how to pole dance, so I perked up over a possible new skill. Then I saw the chains! Sherri offers chains on the wall, a cage, a 'log' like ours at home where you get strapped down with your kootichie all exposed, excellent for whipping, and a forced masturbation chair that sits you up with your crotch exposed so various toys can be used. That interested me quite a bit, but you have to pay for a second person to be there, no locking up staff alone.

They also provide an outdoor pool, tennis courts, and bar-b-q for parties in warmer weather. I can only imagine those. The facilities include an office for screwing your secretary on the desk, a locker room complete with peepholes where you can, well, peep; only you can carry it much further if you have the cash -- want the whole cheerleader squad to gang-bang you? -- and a cozy room to snuggle with your girlfriend where things sometimes go further than she planned.... 

So we went to Tiffany's room and George tried out all the parts. I licked her and she fingered me, because he always likes to watch first. Then he joined us in the bed. He loves to run his fingers over two girl's asses while we kiss, and he slides in a finger into each of us. It felt strange to do this with a stranger and not Jess, but it sure turned me on! 

Next we each added a finger to the other girl, so I had one of his and one of hers in my vagina, and one of mine and his in hers. 

I knew the script, so I pushed her back and started teasing her nipples. She had nice firm B cups, and she really liked the way I suckled them. George slid around and started fingering my ass the way he loves, and then I scooted down to her neatly shaved little twat. 

Big G got hard as a rock watching over my shoulder, and I guided him in while I nibbled her clit. So while he reamed me I slobbered all over her pussy, sucking first one lip and then the other in and out, then tongue fucking her, She pumped against me hard enough that I got to her asshole, which she really liked. She came at about the same time he pumped a load into me, and that made me so proud I went over myself.

As we sorted ourselves out, she hugged me and said, "You really know how to give oral sex." 

Again, I beamed. I learned from very good teachers.

Strangely, although I understand, while I could fuck him raw, he had to use a condom to fuck her. Makes sense, and he sure wasn't going to pass up the chance, raincoat be damned.

After Tiffany gloved him, we licked his cock until he got ready for action. I crawled under my new best friend and licked her clitoris while he slid home. She of course took the opportunity to show off her skills on my pride and joy, my flaming red little bushy fire crotch. George always whaps me with his balls when we do that, but it doesn't hurt me and he doesn't complain.

She yelped out "Mmmph!" and "Arrgh!" but that may have been all I heard because her mouth was full of cunt and her thighs were squeezing my ears. Jess tends to blaspheme while cumming, and I usually give out a few 'fuckmes' and such. Again, it turned me on to have a new-comer in our bed. But I guess it's her bed, and none of us were new to cumming.

Once again we piled together. I lazily rubbed her hip, and noticed the three little scars she had from a cat when she was a kid. 

"So how long do you work, sweetie?" I asked

"The normal shift is a week on and three weeks off, but I'm doing an extended tour."

"Why?" I probed, gently.

She began to cry silently and finally said "I have to."

"Why?" I repeated, sounding like a three year old.

After several attempts to evade an answer, she confessed that her husband had gotten deep in debt gambling. Some Bad Men had taken her child hostage, and sent her to Vegas to earn $50,000. She couldn't go home until it was paid.

"I have an answer!" I exclaimed. "My man still has to go to boring meetings, I want to learn some new stuff, and I really like how you taste. Why don't I stay here a few days and help you earn money? If that's OK with you, George."

He smiled and nodded. After a little negotiation with Sherri, I moved into Tiff's room and we set up a schedule. Of course, I had to fill out a stupid application, wait until Thursday to get the Gyno exam and STD blood tests, and get my Nye County Sheriff"s Prostitution License. Details!

The next night I got in my first line-up. Customers asked to see everyone from whom to choose, and I got so nervous... it felt like getting a date to the prom.

A nice looking guy in his 50's with blonde hair and glasses picked me on the first go round! I took him on the tour, but I could see in his eyes that the masturbation chair tented his britches, so I suggested he get Tiffany as the assistant. He gave me $2500 for the time, and I felt glad all over to be helping someone out. And Tiffany. And learning, too.

I took off my clothes (Note to self -- skip the undies after this) but Tiffany stayed robed as he didn't pay to see her, even though I suggested as much. He stripped naked as well.

Anyway, I sat in the chair and through my hair aside so she could fasten the collar around my neck. Then my arms got locked behind me, and my ankles to the chair legs. She gave him a big Hitachi wand, and he turned it on and pushed it through the hole in the seat against my labia.

Rocket City Ride! I came in about a minute; fun, but somehow not the same as a hard dick. Then he fumbled a dildo into my twat, and slid it in and out for a while. He had more fun with that than I did. He started stroking himself while he cupped my Mons, and I couldn't move or anything. I really couldn't. 

I started getting into the whole thing, and moaned and bucked as much as I could, until a stream of hot sticky cum shot over my tits and belly. He totally lost his load. I wanted to get him going again, but Tiffany whispered to me that he had to pay more for further fun, so I had to stop. But he hugged me and said he'd had a great time, and that he wanted me next time. Wow, I'm good at this! 

Later a guy wanted a straight fuck followed by a blow job, so I wound up in the secret place I first mentioned, licking my own secretions off his latex. He wanted to fill the tip twice, so hey, the customer is always right, right? Fill it we did.

I can tell Jessica stories for months when I get home; She always does things before I do -- but I don't think she can pole dance.... Now I'm the expert.



Viva Las Vegas



Let me first give you a little background. I am the last of three children born to my parents. I was born on my mom’s 29th birthday. Because of that we have always had a special bond. 

My parents went through a nasty divorce when I was 10. At the time I was never told why, other than my mom was moving 4 hours away and I would get to see her for a month in the summer. My older brother and sister were okay with this arrangement but I was devastated. Luckily, that month was always during our birthdays, so we got to celebrate together. 

It was when we were celebrating my 16th birthday that Mom told me why she and my dad had gotten a divorce. It seems that throughout her life she had always thought she was a lesbian but hid the feelings because in our part of the country lesbians didn’t exist. She also told me that when I was 6 she met a woman who had hidden the same feelings for many years but had just come out of the closet, so to speak. She helped Mom open up and after four years, Mom decided that she needed to leave Dad. The only thing she regretted was that she had fought to take me with her but the when Dad brought up that she was a lesbian, the judge nixed the idea of me going with her.

After I graduated from high school I enrolled in the university where Mom lived. I did it because I was mad at my dad for not letting me have much access to her. Mom and I quickly became friends while I was in school. This brings me to the meat of the story, my 21st and her 50th birthday. 

Mom had decided since this birthday was a big milestone for both of us that we should truly celebrate, and what better place for a guy turning 21 than Las Vegas. Mom made all of the arrangements including first class air-fare and accommodations at the Luxor Hotel, the pyramid-shaped hotel. On the plane, Mom told me that we had reservations for a Jacuzzi suite for the entire week. It did not surprise me about the room as Mom always liked to go first class. 

I began to suspect something was up while on the plane. We were watching the movie and Mom asked the flight attendant for a blanket. Mom took the blanket and covered both of our laps. I told her I wasn’t cold but she went ahead and patted the blanket on my lap. As they lowered the cabin lights in first class, I felt Mom run her hand under the blanket and onto my lap. She told me that we were going to have the best week of our lives. I assumed she was talking about gambling and golf and the such. I had never thought she would have any other thoughts. Of course I had those thoughts about Mom because even though she was turning 50 she looked more like 35. She was in magnificent shape, without a sag, and the results of her boob job for her 40th birthday were still very present. 

We arrived at the hotel at 9:00 pm. That was late for us as we live on the East coast, but in the city that never sleeps we decided that we still had plenty of time to party. We checked in, found our room, and changed for our trip to the casino floor. I changed in the bathroom, while Mom changed in the main part of the room. As I walked out I was bowled over. Mom had on a very sexy black dress with spaghetti straps that was meant to show cleavage. Boy, did it ever! It hit mom about mid-thigh, letting you see just the tops of her black stockings. Needless to say, seeing my Mom dressed like this made me instantly hard.

We headed down to the tables and decided to play blackjack. After 3 hours of cards, we were doing well, up $3000. I could tell that Mom was getting tired and I suggested we head on upstairs. Back in the room, she told me to go ahead and get a shower. As I was finishing my shower, Mom was standing there in the bathroom, dressed only in her thong panties, garter belt, and stockings. She was facing the mirror opposite of the shower and gave me a very inviting look as I was standing there reaching for a towel. I could see that she was looking at my hard-on, but she didn’t say a word. Instead she stripped off the rest of her things and got in the shower. I didn’t quite know what to do but as I went into the main part of the room any doubts I had were cast away when I saw the bed pulled back and a porno flick on the television. The scene on the screen had two ladies really going at in a 69 position with each using a dildo on the other. 

I sat down on the couch and poured myself a drink from the mini-bar and started watching these two ladies at work. You could tell that they were really into this and not just acting for the camera. I was getting into it also with my hand in my shorts rubbing my pre-cum over the head of my dick. I was so involved in the movie that I didn’t hear Mom come out of the shower. She had a towel around her head and was drying herself with another. 

She didn’t think a thing about me seeing her in the nude and she even asked me if I liked her movie selection. She then told me that if I was uncomfortable in my boxers that she wouldn’t be upset if I took them off as she was already in the buff. She then sat next to me on the couch and proceeded to help me with my shorts. Mom told me that she needed to be frank with me. Although she was predominately a lesbian, she did like a good hard cock from time to time and she hoped that we could make this week one of those times. With that, she leaned over into my lap and took my 7 inches into her mouth. I was so stunned by the whole turn of events added to the fact that I was very inexperienced that I came in her mouth right away. It seemed like I shot forever but Mom didn’t miss a beat. 

After I had finished and she cleaned me up good she looked up at me and told me that she knew this was going to be a great weekend. Even though I had just shot the biggest load of my life, I was still hard as a rock. Mom just hopped right into my lap and guided me into her pussy. I then noticed that it was smooth as a baby’s bottom. Mom really started working herself up and down on my cock. In all the times I’d had sex before, not a single girl had taken this much initiative. Mom really rocked and rolled on my cock for what seemed like an eternity. 

All the while, she was having me play with her tits while she was rubbing her clit. I know she came a couple of times then she turned herself around so that she was facing away form me while I was still sitting on the edge of the couch. I guess it was the change of angle but after about 10 strokes or so I shot off into her. Although it wasn’t as powerful as the first orgasm I had it definitely was very hot. Mom then laid herself back against me and told me that she was definitely beat for the night but with a week in Vegas we still had plenty of time to play and she had lots of activities planned for us!



Viva Las Vegas



We finally meet Diane, after a year and a half of chatting on the Internet and on the phone. We have planned and thought of this for months. Spent hours on the Internet looking for hotels and flights. We have scheduled our flights to arrive about the same time at the airport. We will meet in baggage claim we have decided. I am scanning the crowds looking for you. Finally I see the most beautiful woman in the world and walk over to you. The first thing I do is give you a big hug and tell you that I love you. 

Then I do what I have dreamed about for so long, I give you a great kiss. Tasting your mouth and your tongue that I have thought of for so long. I can't believe how beautiful you are in person, even more so than your pictures. We gather our luggage and then go find a taxi to take us to our hotel. As we walk out of the taxi I reach down and hold your hand. I have dreamt of us walking hand in hand for a long time and now it finally comes true. We get into the taxi and are hugging and kissing each other in the back seat ignoring the taxi driver. The only thing we say to him is to tell him the name of our hotel. 

As we drive to the motel we are both looking at our first view of Las Vegas, amazed at how many hotels there are here. We finally get to the hotel and go check in and go up to our room. While we check out the room we do more kissing and hugging. Just think Diane for the next 3 nights and 4 days this will be our temporary home. Thought we both would love to get naked right now and make mad passionate love we want to wait a little longer so we decide to go explore Las Vegas a little. We take a walk down the strip holding hands. If people see us together they would think we are a couple that has been together for a while, not two people that just met for the first time in person. 

We explore the stores and sights of Las Vegas together while we talk to each other, enjoying each other's company so much. Both of us are thinking about what will happen once we get back up to the hotel room in our minds. All these months of waiting and finally we will be able to make love like we have talked about so many times. 

We decide to eat before we go back to the room and we find a nice place to eat. Of course you order chicken, I have a burger and fries. As we leave the restaurant I take you hand in mine. We walk back to the hotel both anticipating what will happen once we get there. Once we walk into the room I cant hold myself back any longer, I lead you to the bed. We lay down on the bed together and start kissing. Kissing like we have both been dreaming of for so long. Wild passionate kisses that we both need. 

I slowly start to undress you. As I remove each piece of clothing I kiss and lick you. I have wanted to see your naked body for so long but I am enjoying taking it slow. Slowly I remove your shirt. I kiss and lick your stomach and your belly button. I see your lacy bra and cant wait to remove it but I take my time. I go back to kissing you and kissing your neck. Then slowly I remove your bra and see your perfect breasts for the first time and love them so much. I kiss and suck on each breast as you moan. I love sucking your great breasts and love the reaction I get from you as I do it. Next I remove your pants. I lick your things and all around your panties. I know that you want me to remove your panties but I want to tease you a little longer. 

I lick up and down your legs then back to your panties. I lick just the outside of your panties and finally I start lick your panties right where your pussy is. Your panties are wet and I am glad know that I made you wet. I remove your panties slowly. Even though I knew you keep it shaved I am still amazed by the look of it. It is more beautiful than I imagined. 

You want my tongue in your pussy but not yet. I lick all around you pussy but not just yet. I slowly make my way to your clit...slowly... slowly... licking all around it but not just there yet. Finally when I know you are really hot I take your clit in my mouth and suck on it. You moan with pleasure as I am pleasuring it as well. I have wanted to do this for so long and the wait was worth the wait. I keep licking and sucking on it and finally you come. 

The first orgasm I have given you in person though there has been many on the phone. You come loudly and of course you say the thing I loved to hear so much over the phone "Oh Shit". Then the next thing I hear you say is "Make love to me David". Of course I happily oblige. I have wanted to do this for so long. I slowly put my penis in you and make love to you. We will never do this with anyone other than each other and the sex is even better than we imagined. 

You come again just as I do and it is so wonderful as we look to doing this again together for the rest of our lives. I love you Diane. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.



Viva Las Vegas



Six months had passed since my tryst with Paula's husband and I had behaved myself. Life was more or less back to normal – sex once a week or so with my husband Ben – although I did find myself masturbating in the bath every now and then, reliving my encounters in the YMCA locker room and with Amy's young boyfriend.

But, by and large, that was all in the past and I was content being a wife, mother and part-time career woman. In fact, life had become so routine, I was extremely excited when Ben announced that he was flying down to Las Vegas for a four day convention and the company was flying me down with him!

It was short notice for this kind of thing and we weren't able to get a hotel room on the strip, so we settled on a place a few of miles away and off the beaten path. I was a little disappointed to be so far away from the action, especially considering Ben was going to be gone during the day at his convention, but once I saw the hotel, I was thrilled to be staying there.

It was a two-storey structure that encircled a beautiful, lush courtyard with two swimming pools and two outdoor hot tubs – a huge one that could hold probably twenty people, and a smaller, more intimate one for four to six.

There were green lawns, flagstone patios and an outdoor bar that also served a continental breakfast every morning. For a working mom from the suburbs, this was paradise. The most unusual feature of the hotel was the fact that it did not have one single slot machine. In a city where it is virtually impossible to avoid the temptation to gamble, it was extremely unusual and, in retrospect, kind of a nice break from the hub bub of the usual Vegas fare.

Our first day there, Ben went off to his convention and I went shopping. I picked up gifts for our kids and picked up a new bathing suit for myself. I had brought along my old, faded one-piece that I had worn for years, whenever I took the kids to our local swimming pool, but I wanted something new (and a little sexier) for laying around the classy pools at our hotel.

When Ben came back at the end of the day, we both headed to the strip. We had a nice dinner and went to see a comedy show that Ben had gotten free tickets for. We both had a few drinks too many, so rather than hit the casinos we grabbed a cab and headed back to our hotel. 

It was nearly midnight as we crossed the courtyard to our room and there wasn't a soul in site.

"Perfect night for a skinny-dip," Ben said, giving me a little a squeeze as we walked.

"I've had a few drinks," I giggled, "but I don't think I'm feeling that uninhibited. You might talk me into modelling my new swimsuit for you in the hot tub, though".

We quickly changed into our swimsuits, grabbed a couple of beers from the mini-bar and headed out to the courtyard. Even though it had been deserted, I made a point of keeping a towel wrapped around me until we were at the hot tub.

Ben gave an appreciative whistle when I dropped the towel and revealed the skimpy string bikini I had bought earlier in the day. The cool night air had an immediate effect and I could feel my nipples harden. I glanced down to see them poking through the thin material that covered my breasts and Ben and I were both so distracted that we didn't realize another couple was already in the smaller hot tub until we were almost about to step in ourselves.

"Oh, sorry," I said, hesitating. "We didn't realize anyone else was out here." 

I could feel myself turning red at the thought of complete strangers seeing me in such revealing attire. I looked over at my towel then at Ben to take the lead and get us out of there.

"You don't have to leave on our account," the woman said, "come on in, the water feels great!"

Ben shrugged then said, "Sure, why not," then proceeded to step into the frothing water. I wasn't about to stand there, almost naked, in full view of these two people I didn't know, so I quickly slipped into the water too – glaring at Ben the whole time.

I have to admit the water felt fabulous. I was still slight slightly drunk from the cocktails we'd had at the comedy show and the warm, swirling water melted my cares away as I leaned back and closed my eyes.

"I'm Susan and this is Blake," the woman said, pulling me out of my reverie. I noticed she didn't say "my husband Blake" and I quickly noticed that neither was wearing a ring, so I assumed they were boyfriend/girlfriend. 

"I'm Ben and this is my wife, Deb," my husband said. He was leaning back with his arms outstretched and he looked totally relaxed.

The four of us made idle chit-chat for a few minutes, about the beautiful evening and where we were from and that sort of thing. Blake polished off what was left of the Vodka cooler he had been sipping on at the same time Ben was finishing off his can of beer.

"I've got more," Blake said, nodding towards a cooler nearby, "do you guys want another?"

"Sure, I could handle one more," Ben said.

"No, I'm good," I said. Then I giggled and added, "and if I have much more I might be very, very bad."

Everyone laughed, and then Blake turned and climbed half out of the hot tub to reach his cooler. I almost choked on my beer when I saw his bare ass and Ben and I both looked at each other in shock. I think Susan noticed our reaction, and she smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. 

Blake was having trouble reaching the cooler, so finally he hoisted himself completely out of the hot tub, squatted down and pulled two cans out of the ice then turned and sat on the edge of the tub. He tossed one can to Ben then paused to open his and take a long drink from it.

The whole time I sat mesmerized by the sight in front of me. Blake, who I guessed to be about thirty years old was tanned and fit looking and seemed totally unabashed about the fact that Ben and I were in full view of his long, thick cock. In fact, he was probably very proud of it and intended for us to get a good look because he continued to sit there and made no motion to slip back into the water.

"It's pretty impressive, isn't it," Susan said.

I suddenly realized that I had been staring and now I was extremely embarrassed at being caught in the act. 

"I'm so sorry!" I exclaimed. 

I could feel the color rising in my face and I turned to look at Ben. He was sitting there, arms still outstretched, with a slightly drunken smirk on his face. He winked at me and I turned back towards Blake and Susan.

"I'm really sorry," I said again. "I didn't realize that you were naked, it just, uh, caught me by surprise. That was rude of me."

"Don't be upset, Deb," Susan said. "We're not shy or anything. In fact, we're both kind of exhibitionists. Blake knows he's well hung and he likes the attention, don't you big fellah?"

Blake nodded and took another sip of his drink.

"Besides," Susan continued, "this is nothing compared to how impressive he looks when he's hard."

Her hand was on his thigh and she began to stroke the inside of Blake's leg. It had an immediate reaction and I watched in amazement as his cock began to thicken and harden. Soft, he was bigger than Ben with a hard-on. Fully erect he was easily as impressive as Dave – the winner of the YMCA contest I had judged.

Susan began to stroke Blake's huge, hard prick, massaging the head on each upstroke until precum began to flow. I looked again at Ben and even he seemed mesmerized by what was happening in front of us.

"I think maybe we should go," I said.

Ben reached under the water to take my hand and placed it on the front of his tenting swim trunks.

"At least let me finish my drink," he said. I guessed that he was too embarrassed to climb out of the hot tub with his obvious erection.

"I hope we're not offending you," Susan said, looking directly at me as she continued to pump Blake's cock. "I mean, we're all adults here, right, and judging from the bikini you're wearing I assume you're not a prude or anything. Are you?"

"No, I'm certainly not a prude, I just wasn't, you know, expecting this situation to, uh, occur." 

My eyes were once again glued to her stroking action and the obvious effect it was having on Blake. He was leaning back on his hands now, his huge cock thrust forward and his eyes were half closed as he revelled in the obvious pleasure her hand was providing him. My hand was giving Ben's cock the same basic treatment, albeit through the material of his swim trunks.

"Would you like to touch it?" Susan asked me.

"Oh my God, no!" I exclaimed. "No, that's quite alright, I . . . no, uh, thanks."

I turned to look at Ben again. He smiled and nodded in Blake's direction.

"Go ahead if you want to," he said.

"Seriously?" I said.

"Sure, I don't mind."

"You're absolutely sure?" I said, already moving slightly in Blake's direction. I could feel my heart pounding in excitement – my husband Ben was giving me permission to touch another man's erect penis right there in front of him. I wondered if he knew about any of my recent indiscretions.

"I'm positive," Ben said, "in fact it kind of turns me on, you know?"

I moved across the hot tub in front of Blake then turned to look back at Ben. He was still smiling and he nodded his head again so I turned and reached for Blake's now throbbing prick. 

My hand couldn't begin to wrap fully around it but I grasped as much as I could at the base and slowly ran my hand up to the ridge beneath the head. He was circumcised and the head was roundish, like a small baseball. Susan moved over to the spot I had vacated and I looked back at her and Ben. They were both smiling their encouragement at me and I wondered if she was massaging Ben's cock beneath the frothing water. The idea of that didn't bother me and, in fact, it was soon out of mind as I turned my attention in earnest to Blake's massive hard-on.

I used both of my hands to spread the precum that was flowing continuously from the tip over the head and up and down his shaft. His cock was soon slick with his juices and my hands slipped and slid all over it.

"You can suck on it, if you want to," I heard Susan say from behind me. 

I assumed she was talking to me so I turned to see what Ben thought of that idea. What I saw was Susan, now sitting on the edge of the hot tub with Ben sucking hungrily on her right nipple. She had large, firm breasts and huge, dark nipples that glistened wet in the moonlight. 

I felt no jealousy. I simply took Ben's actions as implicit approval for me to give Blake's cock the same treatment. I harboured no illusions that I could fit his massive cock head into my mouth, so simply began to run my tongue all around it, lapping at his salty precum and occasionally giving the tip a gentle suck.

Judging from his moans, I was having a positive effect so I continued to suck and lick with fervour.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass, sliding down between my legs and massaging my aroused pussy. Ben was obviously overcome with his own passion and needed to take more liberties than he felt he could with Susan.

I moaned as his hands slid the material at my crotch aside and a finger slid inside my moist cunt. At the same time his other hand untied my top and wrapped around to cup my left breast and tweaked the nipple.

I continued to lick up and down Blake's thick cock and I glanced down at the hand that massaged my tits.

I froze in shock when I saw the painted fingernails and realized that it was Susan who had me so close to orgasm. I whipped my head back to look at Ben. His hands were now beneath the water, probably jacking himself off, as he enjoyed the scene playing itself out in front of him. I had a brief instinct to pull away and storm back to our hotel room but Susan's persistent stroking of my throbbing pussy overcame my will to leave.

In fact, I was so into my own feelings of pleasure I had abandoned poor Blake's prick.

Feeling an obligation to finish him off I said to Susan, "You'd better stop."

"No, don't make her stop," Ben said from behind me, "this is really turning me on."

I turned to face him as Susan finished removing my top and began tugging at my bottoms. I hoisted myself up onto the edge of the hot tub next to Blake where I was able to continue stroking him and allowed Susan to pull my bikini bottoms right off.

"So you like this, do you?" I said to Ben with a wicked smile on my face. "You like the idea of this hot, young female giving your wife pleasure?"

"Oh God, yes!" Ben said.

"Well you know what would really turn me on?" I asked him.

"What?" he said.

"For you to come over here and take over my handjob on Blake."

For a few seconds everything stopped. Ben stopped stroking himself under the water. Blake's eyes flew open, though he continued to lean back with his thick, engorged cock throbbing in the moonlight. Susan stood with my bikini in her hands, suddenly uncertain exactly what to do next. It was Susan who finally got things going again.

"Ooh, I'd like to see that too, is that alright with you sweetie?" she said to Blake.

He seemed a little uncertain but he finally said, "Sure, I guess I'm OK with it".

"Well it looks like the ball's in you court, honey," I said, giggling at my little pun.

"I don't think I'm up for that," Ben said.

"That's OK, I understand," I said. "I guess we should be going now anyway."

Susan stood, smiling at me, her back to Ben. She knew what I was up to – a little sexual blackmail. Ben was having to choose between doing the unthinkable, touching another man's erect penis or forego his fantasy come true of watching his wife get off with another woman. To help motivate him, Susan pushed my knees apart and leaned forward to run her tongue up my soaking slit. I moaned loudly for effect.

"No Susan," I said, "we really have to go now."

"Ah, fuck it!" Ben said moving through the water towards the three of us. He stood in front of Blake and cautiously reached out to take his thick, meaty cock in his hand.

Susan immediately dove in and began to lick me in earnest, alternating between long, slow strokes of her tongue and light flicks on my clit. It was the most amazing oral sex I had ever experienced and it was heightened by the vision of my dear, sweet, masculine Ben stroking one of the largest cocks I had ever seen, while his other hand jacked his own hard prick.

Blake came first.

Ben was so caught up in watching Susan lap at my furry cunt that he didn't notice Blake's moans of impending orgasm. When his huge cock exploded it sent a thick, viscous stream of white cum through the air landing with a splat across Ben's shoulder.

Poor Ben pulled his hand away and began to frantically wipe the cum off of himself. Blake took over jacking his own cock and continued to send two or three more jets of cum onto my shocked husband.

That view was enough to put me over the edge and I came in waves, using my hand to muffle my screams of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

"Oh God, that was hot!" I finally said, "are you OK Ben?"

He had dipped down in the water to finish cleaning Blake's cum off himself. He stood and sheepishly said, 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Better than fine. Watching you and Susan was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Without saying a word, Susan moved over to Ben and grabbed his cock and pulled him over the edge of the hot tub. Sitting in the water, on one of the raised seats her breasts were level with Ben's erection.

"Come closer," she said, "we've got to take care of you next."

Ben stepped forward and Susan guided his cock between her luscious breasts. He began to thrust back and forth, fucking her tits. Ben's eyes were closed and he had an expression of pure ecstasy on his face. Then his brow furrowed and his expression looked almost pained, a look that I knew meant he was about come.

His cock erupted in several long spurts of come that coated Susan's face and neck. I could hear her whispering "Yeah, baby, come for me, come on me . . ." as Ben continued to thrust until every drop had oozed from his beautiful prick.

Ben stepped back and Susan looked over at me with strings of white semen dripping off her chin and running down her chest between her large, white breasts.

"You two were great sports. Thankyou. Blake and I will always remember this night," she said.

I suddenly realized that Susan was the only one of us who hadn't had an orgasm. Both of the guys were spent, for the moment, and since she was the one who had brought me off, I felt obligated to return the favour.

"No need to thank us, we should be thanking you," I said, reaching for her hand. "In fact, let me show you my appreciation right now."

From the corner of my eye I could Ben nodding his approval. 

"You know," Susan said, ". . . not that I don't appreciate the offer, but what I really need right now is Blake's big prick buried deep inside me."

I looked over at Blake who was sipping on his drink, again, his flaccid cock hanging long and thick over the edge of the tub.

"Don't worry," Susan said. "I can have him up and at 'em in no time. He has amazing powers of recuperation. Besides, those other guests may not be as accommodating as you two."

She nodded across the courtyard where two older couples were making their way towards us, dressed in swimsuits and carrying towels.

I quickly slipped my bikini back on, then on impulse leaned over and gave Susan a long, slow, wet kiss. I smiled at her, winked at Blake then took Ben by the hand and led him out of the hot tub.

"Beautiful night," I said to the two couples who had just arrived. The two men were staring at my nipples, which were still hard and straining against the material of my top. Instead of covering up I simply smiled at them and said, "Enjoy."



Viva Las Vegas



It had been a long time since we had gotten away on a trip – just the two of us without the kids. We had been struggling with what to do – something that wouldn't cost too much and something that wouldn't keep us away too long. 

It just so happened that I had a trade show scheduled in Las Vegas and it seemed logical that we take advantage of that – since the room and food was going to be paid for. We had done this in the past and it was exciting because it always allowed for us to be a little naughty while we were there.

Almost from the time that I had brought it up, I began to get excited. I remembered back on past trips when we had done things like shop for provocative clothes for Jill to wear when we would go out. It was always easier for her to dress risque when she knew that she wasn't going to be around people she knew. I know that she did this mostly for me – (I always wondered what kind of looks she would get) but I think it was a little bit of a turn on for her as well.

Sometimes we would go to adult shops and look at all the different toys that they had – it was fun looking together to decide what we could get to use for later at the hotel. I would often start to get hard when I was in the store, just with the anticipation of what lied ahead. And it was fun to watch Jill as she sized up different toys – I think she would get plenty excited as well.

And the sex was always really good. Not only did we know that we would have new toys to try out, I usually got away with whatever I wanted to try. That was usually because we were both so turned on. A lot of times we would start with ordering a nasty movie on our TV. I always love it when I reach down between Jill's legs for the first time and feel how wet she is.

So the plan was for me to go to Las Vegas on Thursday (I had the show on Thursday and Friday) and Jill was going to get there early Friday afternoon – we then had the rest of the weekend to ourselves. Jill left home early that Friday morning for the five-hour drive to Vegas. Much like me, she was anticipating the trip and as she drove, she found her mind starting to wonder about the fun that was ahead. She was getting hornier by the minute and would try to focus on other things but they always seemed to eventually get back to something related to sex.

As she pulled up to the Mandalay Bay, she had the car parked and walked up to the front desk to pick up a key to the room that I had left for her. As she walked into the room, she walked over and opened the curtains the rest of the way – we had a good view of the strip from the 20th floor. 

I left Jill a note on the desk with an envelope under it. The note read…."The show gets over at 5:00 and then I have a dinner right after, I should be back around 8:00 – call me if you need anything. By the way, I got lucky at black jack last night and left you a surprise in the envelope." I had won almost a thousand dollars that we could have fun spending while we were there.

It was just 1:00 in the afternoon and that meant that Jill had seven hours to kill before I could meet up with her. She began to unpack her back and put all of her clothes away – she also brought our backpack full of sex toys that she put over in a corner. She left her bathing suit and a cover-up on the bed as she headed toward the bathroom. 

She started the bath because she was going to shave her bikini area before going down to the pool. She quickly undressed and noticed that as she took her underwear off that they were wet – instinctively she reached her hand between her legs and sure enough, all that day-dreaming on the way there had her plenty wet. 

Although she was still plenty horny, she did nothing about taking care of herself because she wanted to get to the pool and save it for later. She finished shaving her legs and her bikini area – she also trimmed all the rest of her hair leaving only a little patch. Jill put on her swimsuit, grabbed her bag and headed down to the pool.

It was a really hot day – the misters were going full blast as Jill scoped out a good place for her to lay – one that was close to the pool but without too many distractions. She wanted a little bit of quiet because she had brought one of those novel books with her (of course it was one that had sexual content throughout.) 

It wasn't long that she was lying there before it started to get really hot, so she got up to get cooled off in the pool. When she returned she began to put some sunscreen on. As she started to rub some on her legs, she noticed one of the pool servers was coming around getting drink orders from the guests. "Mam, can I get you anything to drink?" As Jill looked up, she saw that it was a very good-looking young tan guy. He was good enough looking that as she stared at him, she almost forgot what he had asked her. "I'll have a virgin Pina Calada" she responded.

In no time at all, he was back with her drink – she signed the bill and watched the guy as he slowly walked away. Jill took the umbrella out of her drink and took a sip – immediately she tasted some alcohol. She thought about yelling for her server, but decided not to and just kept the drink. 

Jill laid back down and began reading her book. This book took no time at all before it began to get steamy – Jill continued to sip on her drink as she read and then heard a slurp – the drink was gone already and it had only been ten minutes since she got it. 

She looked up and flagged down her server and signaled to him that she wanted one more. She wondered to herself if he would bring her one with or without alcohol as she was just barely feeling the affects of her first drink.

"Here you go Mam." As he handed her another Pina Calada. "You better get plenty of sunscreen on – it's really bad out here today." He advised her. As Jill accepted her drink feeling a bit light headed, she kind of hoped that this one too had alcohol. She took a quick sip and sure enough it did – as she once again watched the guy walk away – this time biting her bottom lip a little bit. 

After another quick dip in the pool, it was back to reading. A combination of the book and the drink was really starting to get Jill revved up – she even noticed that her hips started to sway a little bit as her head was getting lighter and lighter.

Another half hour had passed when the pool server came around again. "You need anything mam?" This time Jill ordered a strawberry daiquiri. "Mam, your starting to get pretty red, you may want to use one of our shade tents." As he pointed over to the area where they were. "I can bring your drink over there." Jill thanked him and told him she thought she would take him up on that offer. 

She began to get up and gather her things to go about 100 feet over to where the shade canopy was. As she got up, she had completely forgotten that she had undone her bikini top as it stayed on the lounge chair as she sat up. She stood up grabbed her bag and then her towel and noticed that her top was on the towel. 

By this time, she had the attention of several guys around her as she stood there bare chested. Not nearly as embarrassed as she would have been without the drinks, she reached down picked up her top and began to put it on. As she walked over to the canopy the guys continued to watch her as she stumbled slightly on her way there.

It was nice, cool and relaxing in the shade. Jill situated all of her stuff and laid down on one of the chairs. There was much more privacy here as she was concealed by three canvas walls of the tent. "I think your better off over here for a while so you don't burn." Said the guy as he handed Jill her strawberry daiquiri. Jill thanked him for the drink and for the suggestion and quickly went back to reading her book.

In no time at all, Jill was starting to get stirred up again. The alcohol was really beginning to take effect and the book was making her so horny as she could feel herself getting wet and was aching to be touched. 

She looked up over the book and assessed her surroundings – there didn't appear to be anyone that could see her so she discreetly took her hand and slid it inside her bikini bottoms. There her fingers found her wet pussy lips as they slid easily up and down. 

After her fingers were covered with her own juices, she slowly began to rub them in a circular motion over her clit --- Mmmm that is exactly what she needed. Before long, she was grinding against her own hand as she slid two of her fingers deep into her pussy and she let out a small moan.

"Hmm, Hmmm… Here's another drink maam." Jill looked up and saw her server put another drink beside her. She said thank you with one hand still in her bikini bottoms. As he walked away, Jill wondered how much he saw and how long he had been standing there before saying something. But again the drinks that she had didn't make her nearly as embarrassed as she should have been. 

Although intoxicated, Jill realized that she probably couldn't and shouldn't take it any further, so she quickly finished her last drink and headed up for the room. On the way up, she passed the Spa and decided to stop and make an appointment for herself. As she was looking at available times over the next couple of days, she heard the receptionist call for James and tell him that his next appointment was there. James came out and extended his hand to Jill and said welcome. The receptionist quickly informed James that his appointment was over there, as she pointed across the room. 

James was exceptionally good looking with a great build and Jill was admiring every great feature that he had as he walked across the lobby. The receptionist noticed Heidi's stair and began laugh. "He has that same affect on almost every woman that walks into this place." The receptionist said.

"Would you like to make an appointment with him – he has an opening tomorrow afternoon." Jill gave a quick response and said "Yes" almost as quickly as she was asked. The receptionist wrote down Jill's name in the appointment book and as she went to leave, Heidi turned back and looked at her name tag and said "Thanks Jenna."

Jill found her way to the elevator and pushed the button for the 20th floor. She pulled out her room key and stumbled down the hallway looking for her room. It was nearly 5:00 already and what Jill didn't know was that I was already back in the room. I had left the show a few minutes early so that I could change my clothes before dinner. I had just barely got into the room when I heard a key sliding into the door – I figured it had to be Jill, but I'm not sure how she didn't see me or me see her in the hallway since I had literally just got in the room. 

I heard Jill try to get in the room several times with no success. I got this crazy idea that I would hide in the closet and surprise her, so I went in and set myself up. Finally on the fourth try, Jill made it into the room. I saw her walk past the closet – as there was a slight crack for me to see through. 

She threw her bag on the floor and sat on the bed – grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. After channel surfing for a minute – she hit menu and looked at the movie options – I had a clear view of the TV as well and could see everything she was doing. I thought to myself as to whether I should give up my cover and come out of the closet, but I was intrigued with what was going on, so I just sat there quiet.

As Jill was looking through the movie selections, she came to the adult categories. She looked through several of them and then hit enter. My heart began to beat incredibly fast as my face was getting flush with excitement. 

I looked at the TV and saw two blonde women that were taking each others clothes off. Jill watched intently as she began to take her cover-up off. As the two women on the TV began to caress and feel each other, Jill began to explore her own body. 

First she cupped and rubbed her breast – soon she had herself out of her bathing suit and was all the way naked. She got up from sitting on the edge of the bed and started to walk toward the head of the bed. Along the way, she spotted our tan backpack full of sex toys. She reached down, unzipped it and pulled out the first thing she felt – it was the strap on dildo that we have. 

She worked her way onto our bed and in no time at all was rubbing the tip of the big rubber dildo around the outside of her pussy lips – no need for extra lube, she had produced more than was needed on her own. After teasing herself with the head of the cock for a while, Jill widened her legs and with one big push inserted the entire length of the rubber cock deep into her pussy as she let out an exasperated moan. 

Jill continued to watch the TV as one of the women was using a dildo on the other. Jill was keeping in perfect rhythm with what was happening in the movie – and then I saw Jill put her legs up in the air. I knew that this meant only one thing – when Jill is ready to cum, her legs often go up in the air – I'm not sure if this is because of the friction or because she gets deeper penetration or what, but it must make her feel really good. 

So with her legs up in the air, Jill is literally slamming her cock deep and hard inside of herself while she is moaning and yelling, "Fuck Me! Fuck Me!!!" Just before she is ready to cum – the phone rings. Talk about a mood killer – Jill wasn't sure if she should finish the job on herself or if she should answer the phone.

"Hello." Jill said as she tried to catch her breath. "Hello Mrs. Stivers, this is Jenna from down at the spa, and I was calling to tell you that James's last appointment of the day did not show and I can give it to you if you'd like." Jill told her that she wasn't ready and didn't think she could make it down in time. Upon hearing that, Jenna told her that the hotel offered room massages and that James could come up to her room. Jill quickly took her up on the offer. 

Before getting off of the phone, Jenna explained that hotel policy was that there was an extra charge for room massages because each masseuse had to be accompanied by another hotel employee for protection of any accusations. "He'll be up in about 5 minutes, is that o.k." Jill told her yes and quickly jumped up and ran in the bathroom. 

I heard the shower turn on and the door to the shower shut. Jill needed to quickly get herself cleaned up from the pool and from her little action that just happened. As she cleaned herself, she could feel how swollen her pussy lips were – she was also filled with so much anxiety as she was on the verge of orgasm but wasn't able to. She was so anticipating the massage - as it is one of her favorite things in the world – she figured she could always get off later.

This was my chance to get out of the closet and make an appearance without Jill knowing that I was there. I couldn't do it – this was just too big of a thrill for me to be secretly watching everything that had been going on. Instead of getting out, I situated myself a little better – using the food tray holder as a chair, turning off my cell phone and making sure that I had a wide enough crack in the door to be able to see without being seen. I would figure out my excuse for missing the dinner later – this was much more exciting.

The next thing I new, I heard a knock on the door. Jill came out of the bathroom with a white hotel robe on and went over to answer the door. Standing in the doorway was James (who was wheeling a big portable massage table) and Jenna…. "Hello Mrs. Stivers, it's nice to see you again - all of our assistants have went home for the day, so I was the only option to attend your massage with James." She was there for nothing more than the fact that there had to be someone else in the room. 

Jill invited them in and James began to set up the massage table with fresh sheets on it. There continued to be brief introductions and small talk as James prepared some of the lotions and oils that he was going to be using. Everything was finally all set and it was time to begin. 

James directed Jill over to the table and instructed her that she could have a towel draped over her or just lay down on her stomach with her birthday suit on. Jill walked over to the table – slipped her robe off and grabbed a towel that she placed over her bottom as she laid on the table. Jenna had a seat in one of the comfortable hotel chairs that was literally only like 4-5 feet away from me and began to read a magazine.

James began the massage – and almost instantly, Jill was in an entirely different world. This guy even looked the part as I watched him dressed in his white pants and white shirt that contrasted with his dark tanned skin. I would guess that he was about 6' 2" and was solid and muscular. He was definitely a trained professional as I watched his technique – he continued to move around the table to get the perfect angle that he needed. 

As I looked over at Jenna, she was wearing a similar outfit a white shirt that buttoned up only with a white skirt – she still had her nametag on that identified who she was. I noticed that she kept getting distracted, as she would look over her magazine. At first I figured that she was glancing over at James giving the massage – but then realized that her glances were across the room – not where they were. I finally figured out what she was looking at – the TV. The adult movie was still on the TV – Jenna could see it from where she was, but both James and Jill were blocked from its view. 

As Jenna continued to be distracted, she soon had put down her magazine all together and was fully focused on the action that was happening on the TV – it was the same two girls that Jill was watching; only now they were joined by a guy. Jenna slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse – she slid her right hand in her shirt and on to her left breast. I had a lump in my throat (not to mention the growing bulge in my pants) as this was happening literally right in front of me.

Jill's massage was going as wonderful as she had hoped it would. As she lay there enjoying herself and relaxed, her mind again began to wander with sexual thoughts – her thoughts were specifically of James and him taking advantage of her during her massage. By now James had worked his way down to the back of Jill's legs – starting with her calves and working his way up to the back of her thighs. As he got closer to her ass – she ever so slightly moved her left leg out a little bit. This made the towel move a little bit and exposed just he bottom of Jill's ass. 

This was a move that James had seen many times before and had become almost predictable. He was always the consummate professional and would slide the towel back to where it belonged and move on to another part of the body so that a temptation would not be there – but this time he didn't, he left the towel alone and continued to move up Jill's leg.

Jenna in the meantime, had glanced over at the massage table and right away noticed what was going on. Normally this is why she is there and would make sure that it was stopped right away – but not this time. Although she was aware with what was going on at the table, she was still fixed on the scene that was playing out on the TV. 

Jenna lifted her bottom up off of the chair as I watched her slide her panties down and off of herself. She sat back down and lifted one of her legs up over the arm of the chair. There in front of me, I had a perfect look at her wet and wide-open pussy. She was completely shaved and her pussy lips that were a pale pink in color were slightly spread apart and glistening from her own juices. I then saw her hand enter the picture as she massaged her fingers up and down her lips before finding her pleasure button at the top. When she began to rub her clit, I could see her legs move further apart. 

After a minute of doing that, she took her ring finger and middle finger and buried them as deep as she could into herself. When doing this, she let out a slight moan – this got James's attention as he looked over at her and for the first time saw what she was doing. This was all happening right in front of me – I had my own private and personal show going on.




Viva Las Vegas



After James witnessed what was going on with Jenna, he thought to himself "Anything goes." And knew that it could get really interesting. James continued with his rub-down on Jill. 

He continued to work up her leg until he got to her ass – at that point, he took the towel that was still mostly covering Jill up and threw it completely off of her. He grabbed both sides of her ass with both of his hands and began to massage in a forceful manner. It wasn't long before Jill was moving moving her ass up and down to the same rhythm that she was being rubbed.

Jill was fully enjoying what was going on, but it suddenly hit her that there was someone in the room to prevent this sort of thing from happening – so she needed to see where and what Jenna was doing. Jill lifted her head up and faced it the other way – toward where Jenna was, and then slightly opened her eyes to see Jenna. 

What she saw was Jenna now sitting in the chair completely naked – her right hand was rubbing herself off while her left hand was tugging at the nipple of her well-developed breast. This brought Jill to even a higher level of excitement than she had been before.

Jill got up on her elbows in order to get a little better view of Jenna. At the same time, she felt the fingers of James touch her right between the pussy lips. His finger began to work its way up and down with the greatest of ease – she was sooo wet. Fingers began to work there way in and out of Jill's pussy as she was now pushing back against his fingers to welcome them all the way inside of her. 

Jenna now had her full attention on what was happening at the massage table. Jill felt James's fingers leave her, and after a brief silence, heard a belt buckle being undone and a zipper unzipping. James walked around to the front of the table and right in front of Jill, began to slide his pants down.

As James's pants went down, his almost fully erect cock was staring Jill right in the face. It was a great size – much bigger that what she was used to and with great eagerness, she reached out and grabbed a hold of it. It was nice and warm and now fully hard – she could feel his pulse as she wrapped her hands around its large girth. 

Instinctively she got up on her knees and guided it into her wanting and anticipating mouth. She got just the head of his cock into her mouth when she realized that it might be even bigger than it looked as it stretched her lips to the limit. She took it out of her mouth and looked up at James – making eye contact with him as she darted her tongue all around the head of his cock. James moaned a bit as he grabbed the back of Jill's head and forced his cock into her mouth. She quickly felt the end of his cock hit the back of her throat – he still had hold of her head as he repeatedly slid it in and out.

Jenna watched what was going on and thought she may want a little piece of that action. She got up from her chair and began to walk over to the massage table. On the way over, something that was lying on the bed grabbed her attention. It was the strap-on dildo that Jill was using earlier on herself. 

Jill had been in such a hurry, and in an intoxicated state to hurry and get ready for her massage that she had left both the TV movie on and the strap-on laying on the bed. Jenna reached over and grabbed it on her way to the table. She stood behind Jill as she was up on her knees sucking on James's cock – she could see the wet glistening of Jill's pussy as she was kneeling in the doggie position. 

In no time at all, Jenna was tightening the strap-on around her waist – it was all I could do not to cum right there – I had my cock in my hand but was no longer able to stroke it as I knew I would have blasted the door in front of me with spurts of my own cum.

Jenna slowly and calmly walked up behind Jill. She grabbed both ass cheeks with her hands and began to rub them. She then lifted herself up and knelt on the massage table – directly behind Jill. She reached down and grabbed a hold of her rubber cock and lifted it up – right to the entrance of Jill's love hole. After rubbing it around for a few seconds, Jenna held on to her cock with one hand and Jill's hip with the other and began to shove the rubber cock into Jill. 

Within a few pumps, Jenna had the cock buried all the way inside of Jill – she now grabbed hold of her hips with both hands and started a steady rhythm of pumping it in and out of her. Jill took the cock out of her mouth long enough to let out a moan while she went back and forth between slapping the cock against her face and tongue and licking James's balls. This went on for about another five minutes.

Jenna slowly removed her cock from Jill's now swollen pussy lips and moved around to the front of the table. She got down on her knees and put her face right next to Jill's. Jill took his cock out of her mouth and pointed toward and slid it in to Jenna's wanting mouth. 

Jenna was an excellent cocksucker – she went to work like a pro, sliding her mouth up and down his shaft. Jill began to do the same thing and from time to time would meet up with Jenna's mouth and they would exchange darts of each other's tongues. 

James had a hand on the back of each one of there heads – he looked as if he was in ecstasy and I couldn't blame him. James's legs began to buckle and he needed a break if this was going to continue any further, so he pulled away from the both of them and walked over to and lay on the bed. 

Both of the women watched him as he did this and as soon as he was situated, they got up and followed him over there. They began to jockey for position on their way to the bed and then Jenna quickly remembered that Jill was the customer and let her take the lead.

To Jenna's surprise, Jill motioned for Jenna to get up and straddle James. As Jenna began to do so, Jill quickly turned her around so that she would be reverse cowgirl position on him. As soon as Jenna had herself positioned, she slowly began to lower herself onto the big stud below her. 

Jill watched intently grabbing each of her own tits as James's cock slowly disappeared. As Jill watched, Jenna began to pick up the pace bouncing up and down on his cock as her tits began to wildly bounce out of control. Jill reached out and grabbed both of Jenna's breasts to stop them from bouncing so wildly – she could immediately feel how full they were. Jenna stopped the bouncing up and down and instead began to grind back and forth as she had all of James inside of her. 

This gave Jill the opportunity to explore Jenna's hard nipples with her mouth. Jill reached down and darted her tongue over each of Jenna's nipples – then taking the left one into her mouth with a nice hard suck – Jenna grabbed the back of Jill's head, let out a moan as she pulled her closer into her. 

Jill then began to explore with her hand down to where the action was taking place between Jenna and James – to her surprise, when she reached, she got a hand full of rubber cock – she had forgotten that Jenna was still wearing the strap-on. 

Jill continued on and began to move her mouth from Jenna's nipple slowly down her belly until she was lying on the bed. Jill looked up at Jenna, grabbed a hold of the rubber cock and guided it in to her own mouth – the visual was a big turn on to Jenna even though she couldn't really feel it. 

Jill proceeded as if she were giving a normal blowjob. As she went down to lick where the balls would normally be, she lifted up the rubber cock to find the slit in the strap-on harness – Jill had a full view of Jenna's dripping wet pussy. 

Without hesitation, Jill extended her tongue and got her first experience ever of tasting and feeling another woman's pussy. Jenna's reaction inspired Jill to continue and she did everything to Jenna that she liked done to her own pussy – including stroking and flicking her clit with her tongue. Every now and then, Jill would run her tongue along the base of James's cock and even lick his balls – at one time, Jill actually slid his cock out of Jenna's pussy so that she could give it a few sucks before inserting it back into Jenna's love box. 

Jenna, not wanting to be selfish, after a few minutes got up from the position she was in and said to Jill "It's your turn to ride for a while."

Jill got up from her position, grabbed a towel to dry herself off just a little since she had gotten so wet herself from performing the act that she had on Jenna. She hopped back on top of the bed and climbed on top of James – she was facing James instead of the reverse cowgirl position that she had Jenna get in. 

She reached down and grabbed a hold of his stiff cock and began to slide it up and down the pathway to her love hole. She slid the tip of him in her and began to tease both herself and him for a while, and then she sat almost straight up and with one big motion, lowered herself fast and hard down on to him taking his entire manhood deep inside of her – "Oh yeah give me all of that big cock!" she exclaimed. 

As she continued to ride his cock, Jenna came up from behind her and cupped both of her breasts, occasionally tugging on Jill's nipples as she began to kiss and nibble on her neck – much more of this and Jill would be breaking into orgasm. Sure enough, Jill was beginning to feel the start of an orgasm and then the pulling of the nipples and nibbling of the neck ended.

Jill felt Jenna's hand in the middle of her back as she was pushing her forward towards James until their chests were touching. Jenna grabbed a hold of Jill's hips and guided them back and forth onto James's cock as she watched it slide in and out. 

Jenna then stood straight on her knees and grabbed a hold of her rubber cock – she lubed the tip of it and then pressed it against Jill's ass. Jill knew what was coming next and was looking forward to getting double fucked. Jill slowly removed most of James's cock from her pussy in order to make room for the one that was going in her ass. 

Jenna enjoyed getting fucked herself in the ass and was very experienced on what she was doing. She went ever so slowly at first as Jill relaxed enough to begin to let it slide in. In no time at all, the entire head of the rubber cock disappeared. 

With the head in, Jill was able to adjust to the size of the cock entering her ass, and slowly, Jenna continued to push it in – inch by inch until it could go no more and all but the very base of the cock had disappeared. Now that the rubber cock was all the way in, it was time for James to re-insert his manhood back in Jill's pussy. 

As he began to slide it back in, it was so tight, so much tighter than it had been before – and Jill felt so full – it felt sooo good. When both cocks made it all the way inside both of Jill's holes, they worked a few minutes until they started to get a good rhythm going. 

Jill began to feel really good as she was shouting for Jenna to "Fuck my ass! Oh Yeah FUCK IT HARD!" Heidi's head began to get a little dizzy as she started to begin to cum – "Oh double fuck me – c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!" and then she start to cum hard. As she started to cum – this set James off and Jill could begin to feel his cock begin to swell even more – she could feel his cock contract and expand as load after load of hot cum began to fill her pussy up – this sent her into another orgasm that seemed to last forever. 

When it was done, Jill collapsed and laid chest to chest with James. The two of them were exhausted, but as Jenna slid the cock out of Jill's ass, she still needed to release. Jill was so spent she couldn't even talk – she just pointed over to the brown backpack that was on the floor. 

Jenna went over and looked through it, found a cock that she liked and laid down on the bed next to the other two. Literally within a minute Jenna was bucking and yelling as she brought herself to orgasm.

James and Jenna got dressed, packed things up and left. Jill cleaned up the room a bit, straitened the bed and went in to take a shower to get ready for whatever we were going to do that evening. 

As soon as it was safe, I got out of the closet, left the room and went down to the casino for a while. As I started back for the room, I was curious as to what Jill would or wouldn't tell me and what was in store for the rest of our Vegas trip.

To be continued… 




Viva Las Vegas



Dear Sweetie,

Here I am in Las Vegas...alone! It's nice without hubby, but I miss you! I had a great dinner at Bouchon and am now back in my room at the Tropicana. I sat next to a young couple from the Bay Area. He was a bit overbearing, but she was cute...and I started to have some ideas... 

My bedroom has mirrors beside and over the bed. I never thought much about it before, but I've been lying here picturing you on top of me. My petite body is lost under you and I can't see much of me other than my legs you've spread wide and my arms coming around your hips. You're working very intently over me. I watch your beautiful ass rise up and immediately following that sight, I'm split asunder again as that big cock dives deep inside me! It's so amazing watching and correlating the rise of your hips with the ravishing of my pussy! I'm very close to cumming again with the image... And what's really sexy is that you're fucking me hard, but intent on your own orgasm...this gives me several of my own, but the best is when you get yours...I can't hold it back...exploding...lights...rockets...spasms...waves to my fingertips, my toes...just melting as you look down at me, smile to yourself...and just continue fucking my brains out...

OMG OMG!!

I need a break! I think I'm going to go down to the pool and spa to help me relax so I can sleep.... There's no hi-speed internet here, so I probably won't be able to send this until tomorrow...maybe we can have a little fun then...

Mmmmmm...I wrote that about 8:45...now it's 12:30...

I told myself I wasn't going to do anything like this anymore, but now, I've gone and done it...or been done...again... Maybe I'm just not getting enough these days...

I have to go to bed and I'm beat...turned inside out (really!!)...and sore everywhere...but good sore...so, I'll just give you the basics for now...

I went down to the pool and then got in the spa and was soaking quietly when three or four rowdy guys decided to join me. They were drunk and obviously horny (obviously!!). They were sure I was interested in fooling around with them, too...who knows, a couple of them were pretty cute...but I was ready to go back to my room and take care of my own self. They didn't want to let me go, though, and started to get kind of physical. I was starting to be a little concerned when another guy came into the spa. He was probably mid-40s and big and when he saw what was going on, he told the guys to cool it. I think a couple of them wanted to argue, but it looked like he meant business and I guess they decided they'd try elsewhere, because they all just got out of the spa and went off to somewhere else...obviously unhappy, but apparently still optimistic... 

Anyway, the new guy and I started chatting and he seemed really nice. He wore a wedding ring, but I guess he was on his own in Vegas. I know this sounds tacky, but I kind of felt like I'd been rescued. Plus, I was still a little drunk from the wine I'd had at dinner and the margarita I let the guys give me (oooops). So, when he invited me up to his room for a drink, I went.

He must have been six-three or four and solid, not lean, but not fat, and when we got into his room, he just leaned down and started kissing me. He was really good...very gentle...and soon, I was kissing him back. We kind of sat down on the bed and then just lay back and he just kept kissing me...very gently, but very passionately...his tongue was very, very active and his lips soft, but insistent, and I just started to dissolve. We just made out for a long time and I was soooo wet. When he started stroking my tits, it seemed so natural. And when he was fondling my bare breasts, my stiff nipples, that seemed so proper too. And when his lips descended to encompass my nipple, switching back and forth, I just started tingling everywhere. He was sucking my tits, mouthing and biting me. I think my moans encouraged him and (here I thought how hot and wet this gets you) I felt his hand slip inside my bathing suit bottom to stroke my mound, my bush, and to find me, find my center. I thought I was dying and going to heaven. He gradually slid my suit down and off and just kept stroking and feeling my pussy and getting me so hot and so wet.... And after a while, god knows how long, but he seemed to play with me forever...and I loved it...but after a while, his lips followed his hand and he started sucking me and I started cumming.... It just kind of welled up from within me and it was like I went over the waterfall, I was just carried along, I was cumming and he was sucking and licking and fingering me...finger fucking me...and I just kept cumming....

And after a while, he rose up and slipped off his trunks and climbed up between my wide-spread legs...and here, my dear, is an image that I fall asleep with often...a guy, it's dark and I can't see his face, is holding my legs behind my knees, holding me open, kneeling, and although I can just make out his mass, his shape, I can see the outline of his huge cock, hanging between his legs, pointing toward me, and although time has stopped there, I know that in an instant, a moment, an eon, he will press the head of that thing against my most personal, most sensitive, most womanly place, and will pierce me, penetrate me, split me...and fuck me until I pass out from the sensation.... And when I looked up, lying open on his bed in his hotel room as he hesitated, kneeling there between my wide-spread thighs, my pussy defenseless, his to take, that was the image that flashed into my brain, and I opened a little further for him....

...and he took me. He was gentle...at first. He was big and it took a little while before he could get himself well lodged inside my tight little pussy, but when he did, he started fucking me hard...and fast...not gentle any more, but urgent, insistent, intent...and I just gave myself up to him...slamming up to his strokes, urging him on harder, faster, deeper.... I looked up and there he was in the mirror (I could barely see around his shoulders, but fortunately there were mirrors all around the bed!). I could see his ass rising and then as it fell all my awareness would suddenly focus on my little defenseless pussy and the delicious sensation of a big cock splitting me...over and over again! He rode me hard. I started cumming again and he could tell from the way I cried out and clasped him to me. I think he was trying to hold back, but suddenly I wanted him to cum and I think my pussy clenching around his cock put him over the edge and he got even bigger and then it was like the dam broke...in me...I was cumming and he was shooting into me... he was painting my cunt, splashes of heat, cataracts of hot cum shooting into me, flowing, filling me, again and again....

When we came down a little, he slowly slid out of me (and so did a lot of our juices). He got up to go to the bathroom for a minute. While he was gone, I pulled the bedspread out of the way and lay back on the sheets, idly playing with myself. My slit was sopping wet and I smeared it all over my cunt. 

When he came back he stood by the bed and I looked up at his big cock hanging there. He was looking at my hand working on my pussy, and I could tell he was thinking about going down on me again, but I beat him to it by leaning up on my elbow and picking up his limp cock and bringing it to my mouth. Up close, I could see that he was very well developed (validating the sensations I had while he was in me). He was very thick and very solid and when I took him in my mouth, he started growing. When I got him up again, he was at least eight inches, I'd guess (but who's counting, really...??), and probably more...but really thick. I really had to open wide to get him in, but I loved the feeling. I sucked him nice and slowly for a while, holding his big balls in my palm, feeling their heat, their heft, knowing that his sperm were at that moment swimming upstream in me. 

After a while, he started making noises like he really liked it, so I started sucking a little harder, more intently, and suddenly he warned me that he was going to cum and he tried to pull me off of him(!!). But, I didn't let him. I sucked him as deep as I could and suddenly pushed my finger up his ass! With a yell, he exploded in my mouth. I sucked as hard as I could and fucked him with my finger (it's only right that we girls get to do the fucking sometimes). He filled my mouth and I tried to swallow it all, but some leaked out anyway. I felt really nasty when I looked up into his eyes and licked up the cum that leaked out.... 

I suspect that when he got up, he took something like Viagra because, he didn't really get soft after that. When he came down a little, he started stroking me again. I was thinking that I needed to get back to my room since I have an early day tomorrow. But I did like the feeling of what he was doing and when he got back between my legs, I figured, what the fuck...I'll be a little tired tomorrow. This time when he pressed that big cock head against me, it slid right in and he was balls deep immediately...OMG it felt soooo good!! I was really getting into it, when he pulled out (ohhhh!!) and pressed himself against my asshole...he pushed a little and I kind of resisted, but then he asked me if it would be OK, and I was suddenly overcome by a feeling that was almost orgasmic and thinking back to how he had rescued me...and was now being well repaid...I said OK. 

He pressed harder, insistently and I tried to relax as much as I could and suddenly the head penetrated that tight ring of muscles and he was in...he went slowly, letting me get used to him, but after not too long he was all the way in. I had that feeling of being filled, feeling like you have to go, and feeling totally taken, fucked, dominated, and suddenly I was close to cumming again. He tried to be gentle and go slow, but he couldn't help himself and I was urging him on and soon he was fucking me like he'd just finished a ten-year stretch in prison and was making up for it (and had learned a few things). And that image in the mirror of his ass rising and then his big cock plunging deep inside me...omg!! He just plundered me and as I started to cum, he slid his hand between us and pinched my clit! Pulled my lips apart, slid his finger in my slit and felt his own cock fucking me. I just lost it. I was unaware of anything but my cunt and my ass with that huge rod ravaging it and when I dissolved, he started cumming too. I could feel his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel every spasm of his big cock. And every one just fueled my orgasm. omg omg omg....

When he finally pulled out of me, I could feel his fluids leaking out, mixing with all the other fluids spilling out of me. I was wondering if my poor little asshole would ever be normal again (I hope so!).

I got up and cleaned myself up a bit in his bathroom and then got a warm washcloth and came back to clean him up a little as well (guys seem to really love it when you do that!). and god help me, I was so tempted to go down on him again, but by then I was really dragging, so I put my suit back on and bid him good night. He suggested that I stop by tomorrow before I leave for my meeting, and it is so tempting, but my ride is at 8 and I don't think that's gonna work...but who knows...??

Having a wonderful time...but I wish you were here to do me with your big double-headed toy...plus, I think my new friend could easily take care of both of us...

Your slut,

Kate



Viva Las Vegas



Cathy at thirty-four years of age found herself changing jobs. Her new career was in the direct marketing of high-end cosmetics and as a new district manager; the company she worked for had flown her down to Las Vegas for a long weekend conference. After a long day of attending sales meetings, Cathy decided to hit the blackjack tables at the MGM Grand hotel where she also had a room all to herself. Dressed in a conservative but sexy black wrap dress, thick brown hair worn loose around her face, she made a pretty and welcome addition at the table she chose to join. Cathy sat down next to a trim, average looking man in his forties, who was entertaining the entire table with his theory on women visiting Vegas. "Hi, " he said, extending his hand to Cathy. "My name is Joe." Cathy took quick note of the gold band on his left hand. Joe and Cathy exchanged the usual pleasantries as they played hand after hand of blackjack and enjoyed numerous rounds of free cocktails.

"No, seriously, " he said, "I don't know why any man would pay for sex in Vegas. There are thousands of women visiting this town every day, who'd do it for free." Cathy nodded in agreement. She knew well enough that a lot of people took to heart the saying, "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas." She herself had even entertained the possibility of picking up a stranger. "I propose that every woman has an inner whore inside of her and Vegas is the place to let loose," he continue, glancing over at Cathy

Joe was eager to get Cathy upstairs. He had enjoyed teasing her all evening and felt she would be game for anything. He felt they had chemistry, so he smiled at her and leaned over to whisper in her ear. "My wife will be at the Circ du Soleil show for several hours, do you want to go upstairs?"

Cathy was only somewhat startled by his proposal. They had been flirting with each other at the card table and she surely found him attractive, but didn't really think he'd test his theory on her. "I don't know how to answer that" she replied.

Joe placed one hand on her thigh and squeezed firmly. "Oh, I think you know how to answer." Joe slid his hand farther up her thigh, under the skirt of her dress, squeezing rhythmically now. "I think you know exactly how to answer," he whispered, his breath soft on her ear. "You know my theory on women in Vegas, we've been talking about it all night." He continued to squeeze and rub her thigh. "You know you have an inner whore and I think we should let her out." 

"Oh God," she moaned quietly, as she felt his fingers inch under the elastic of her panties toward the soft lips of her pussy. She placed her hand on his, stopping the exploration. "Yes," she said and leaned into him, "let's go upstairs." 

He grinned and removed his hand, but not before giving her thigh one last firm squeeze. "I knew you'd be up for this," he said, taking her by the hand. "Lead on baby, we'll have to use your room." 

She held his hand as they walked towards the elevator. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she thought over and over again, the thought circulated through her mind like a perverted mantra. They were followed into the elevator by a group of rowdy college kids. Joe wedged himself into a corner and pulled Cathy back against him. He ground himself against her ass and she could feel his hard cock He held her tight against him and kissed her neck and ears from behind, his arms firm around her waist. Cathy leaned back into him, surrendering herself completely to his touch, only peripherally aware of the other occupants in the elevator. 

Once in the room, Joe pushed Cathy onto the bed, more than eager to continue what had started in the elevator. "God, you're a horny bitch," he grunted roughly as he pulled at the tie of her wrap dress, kissing her roughly, his tongue deep in her mouth. The dress fell open easily and he fell forward onto her, immediately beginning work on her breasts. He sucked first one nipple then the next, in rapid succession, not bothering to remove her bra, just pulling the cups down far enough to expose the needy flesh of her large nipples. Both nipples were fully erect and sensitive to his touch. She could only respond with a loud moan. "You like that," he grunted, his mouth full. "Don't you?" He pulled his mouth away from her nipple. "You like your tits sucked, don't you?" his breath hot on her breast. " I knew you were a whore the minute I saw you." he muttered. He resumed sucking, harder this time, drawing the nipple further into his mouth with his tongue and teeth as he squeezed the other breast with his hand, his fingers pinching and twisting the nipple.

"Yes," she groaned, "I'm a whore." She could feel her pussy as it released even more juice, panties slick and soaking, her body's automatic response to his ministrations. She slid her hands to the back of his head and pulled him even closer against her breast, she hoped the pressure would urge him to suckle harder on her nipple and he did, his mouth wet and noisy against her breast. She felt like such a slut with this stranger, this man who was mauling her tits with his greedy hands and mouth, all the while grinding his erection against her leg.

Abruptly he pulled away from her breasts, leaving them wet with his saliva and burning from the intense suckling. He moved down her body, kissing her abdomen roughly, sucking and licking, until he was between her legs. Not bothering to remove her panties, he pushed the wet fabric aside and buried his face into the steaming space between her legs.

Cathy moaned as she felt him root around with his tongue and fingers, as he parted her folds, on the hunt for her clit. "Uhhh" she groaned out loud as he sucked hard on her clit, rubbing his tongue rapidly over the erect little nub. Her moans seemed to spur him on and he buried his face in deeper, inhaling loudly and lapping at her flesh. He sucked and licked harder, drawing her clit into his mouth, nipping at it with his teeth. Cathy writhed and moaned. "Oh God" she cried, "Oh God!!" She felt herself cumming, her pussy throbbing and pulsing. She groaned again as her hips jerked involuntarily. She ground her wetness against his mouth, her hands again on the back of his head, as she pushed his face into her. 

"God, I can't believe how much you fucking want this" Joe said as he rose up from between her legs, his face slick and shiny with her juices. "You're such a horny slut." He grinned wickedly with wet lips. "Roll over," he demanded, wiping her juice from his face with one hand. "On your hands and knees. I'm gonna ride you hard. I'm gonna ride you just like the cumslut you are!!!" 

Cathy obeyed without question, eager and turned on by his vulgar words. She positioned herself, doggy-style, on hands and knees, her ass and pussy tilted upwards, the skirt of her wrap dress disheveled and stuck between the cleft of her ass cheeks. Joe moved onto the bed behind her and massaged the cheeks of her ass through the silky material. She could hear him unzip his pants. He pushed the skirt of her dress towards her waist, as he rubbed his hard cock against her wet crotch, her panties completely wet. The pressure teased her senses. 

"You want my cock?" he asked crudely. When she didn't answer, he asked again. "You want my cock?" He punctuated the question this time with a little thrust of his cock against her crotch. 

"Yes" she replied.

He laughed rudely and said, "Tell me you want my cock in your pussy, tell me!" He prodded her again with his swollen dick. "Say it!" prodding her again.

"I want your big cock in my wet pussy," Cathy moaned, "I want your cock, I want your cock, I want your cock!!!!" She pushed back against him in an open invitation.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard" he grunted. " Oh, God, I'm gonna fuck your sweet, wet cunt, good and hard." He pulled her panties down to her knees. She could feel how sticky they were when they came to rest against her calves. 

Cathy peered back over her shoulder and watched him roll a lubricated condom onto his thick cock, the shaft heavily veined, pre-cum glistening on the bulbous tip. "Oh God," she thought, as they made eye contact over her back, "he's really gonna fuck me." 

She felt him place the tip of his cock at the entrance of her pussy and she leaned forward, head down on folded arms and braced herself for him. He pushed in slowly and then pulled out, leaving just the tip of his cock inside her. He pushed in again deeper this time, still moving slowly and pulled out again. He gripped her hips hard, digging his fingers into her soft flesh and continued to fuck her with slow strokes, in and out, in and out, his movements controlled and precise. He pushed her forward. He pulled her back. Again and again. His cock stretched the folds of her pussy and with every inward thrust she gasped audibly. The friction of his deliberately slow fuck thrusts, caused her pussy to throb and tighten and in response to the increased pressure of her swollen cunt around his cock, he began to fuck her harder and faster. 

Joe pistoned back and forth as he thrust in and out, his pelvis slamming against her ass and outer lips as he buried himself deeply into her yielding cunt. She could feel his balls slap against her with each thrust and she began to move in rhythm with him. "It's so good," she thought, as he banged her pussy hard. "Uhhhhh, it's so good," she repeated, this time out loud. Even the thought of his wife, downstairs, oblivious, at a show, turned her on. Did his wife know her husband fucked strangers? 

He kept slamming into her, back and forth and she answered each of his thrusts with a loud moan. "Yes, oh God yes, fuck me" she moaned.

He responded to her moaning with increasingly harder thrusts of his cock. "You're such a whore," he grunted hoarsely, "You're such a whore!!!!!!" He continued to thrust harder and harder into her wet pussy.

Cathy moaned into her folded arms as she felt his hands tighten on her hips, his movements growing faster and more frantic.

"I'm going to cum inside you, you fucking whore," he cried out as he drilled into her one last time, burying himself deep in her wet hole. She could feel his cock throb inside her as he came, his cum restrained by the latex of the condom, his release explosive. Joe rested heavy against her for a moment, his breath ragged on her neck.

Cathy enjoyed the feel of his weight against her back and was disappointed when he withdrew his spent cock from her pussy. She rolled onto her side and watched him as he threw the used condom into the trash. He grinned at her as he zipped up his pants and tucked in his shirt. "I have to run...you know...beat the wife back to the room." He turned and smiled at her smugly. "Thanks for proving my little Vegas theory correct."



Viva Las Vegas



Scott: "I first met Melissa about three months ago on Yahoo 360. You know how these things go. You click one page and then another and then your eye catches someone else's avatar and you end up clicking that. Well, somehow I ended up on her page. Her avatar showed a very attractive woman, with incredible eyes. I assumed it was a real picture. She said she was in her 20s and her page gave some other general information. I sent her a quick message. She must have been online because she responded soon after, and our connection started." 

Melissa: "I remember getting Scott's first message. He uses his picture as his avatar and I think he looked really cute. I like guys with goatees and he used his real picture. Always a plus. I responded to his comment and we flirted a bit that first day. He sent an invite and I accepted it."

Scott: "We started off innocently enough, flirting on each other's pages. When there was clearly a little interest shown on her end, the flirting progressed to messages and then onto IM. We seemed to really click and while there was always a fair amount of sexual flirtation going on in our chat, we were able to talk about so much more."

Melissa: "Whenever I got onto my 360, I usually had a comment or a message from Scott. It was always cute seeing his face there and whatever 'wise-ass' thing he had to say. He usually made me smile and I enjoyed flirting with him. I guess I never hid my IM address so one day, out of the blue, I got an IM from Scott. I wasn't going to answer it at first, ... oh hell, who am I kidding? We started talking on IM and he was very cute and funny. Plus, he was pretty respectful, even in his flirting. I have IMed with some other guys and all they wanted to do was cyber right away. Can you tell I'm rolling my eyes here?" 

Scott: "When people think about 360 friends, that is what Melissa became to me. It quickly reached the point where I would look forward to seeing the little message show up at the bottom of my screen that Melissa signed onto IM. I also felt a charge when she left a comment on my page. Melissa made it clear that she felt the very same way about me. I guess that means we had a crush on each other." 

Melissa: "I think that Scott became a pretty good friend of mine very early. I really enjoyed talking to him. He was cute and funny. It was pretty clear that he got a lot of attention on his 360 from other women, but it seemed that he definitely devoted some time to me, particularly when I was online. He told me that he stalked my page to see if I was commenting. He's so cute sometimes."

Scott: "About a month ago, I spoke to her on the phone. It was better than I expected. There was really no awkwardness at all, as can happen sometimes when people who are used to chatting on IM start talking on the phone. Rather, it was just a natural conversation, and none of the flirtation between us was lost. She had a very sexy voice. We ended up talking for at least 2 hours, just laughing and flirting with each other. This quickly became a daily ritual. Thank God we spoke at night or my cell phone bill would have been outrageous." 

Melissa: "I had heard Scott's voice before. He had one of those 'snapvine' things on his blog. I never left him a message though. His voice was a little different than I expected. He told me he was nearly 6'4. And I assumed his voice would be very low. It wasn't, but it was pretty sexy. I remember talking to him on the phone that first time. I thought all he wanted to do was phone-bone me, but he didn't even try. Bastard. Only joking. We spent a lot of time talking on the phone, pretty much daily. Things would get a little hot, and yes, we did eventually have phone-sex. He really was able to turn me on."

Scott: "I won't say that we didn't get a little sexual on the phone also, because after a few days, we did. Blush! To me, phone sex is the next greatest thing to actual sex. To hear Melissa on the line, getting excited and turning me on, and to reach climax together is... well, lets just sit back and tip our caps to Alexander Graham Bell for his wonderful invention. I'm sure he didn't know that the telephone would be used for that, but honestly, with respect to the telephone, the only thing better than phone sex would be hearing you won $100 million bucks, right?" 

Melissa: "Well, what can I say about the first time we had phone sex? It was actually so much better than I expected. I guess I like him. Don't tell him, okay? His voice was just really able to get me going so well, you know?" And to hear him get excited on the phone? Well, it just put me over the edge. I really like hearing him. I couldn't stop thinking about it for the next day and it made me really wet." 

Scott: "We first talked about meeting about 10 days ago. I was ready to meet her that night. But, things being what they may, we decided to wait a week or so to let her workload lighten up. We also decided that rather than meet in either of our hometowns, we would meet in a different location. This was because if it didn't necessarily work out, it would be more of a vacation for the both of us and a bit safer than allowing a "somewhat" stranger into your home."

Melissa: "When Scott first suggested meeting, I was a bit nervous. But, then I thought, why not? I only live once. Granted, he could be an axe murderer in disguise, but I really didn't think so. And when he suggested meeting somewhere other than meeting me here, or me flying to him, well, that sounded like a perfect plan to me."

Scott: "When we both decided that meeting would be cool, we started to throw out a couple of options of where to meet, when it hit me. Why not Vegas? Vegas is supposed to be so much fun and there is so much to do. Melissa actually agreed on the spot. We would meet there this (past) weekend. It was kind of cute, we were online together, and on the phone together, booking our airline tickets and planning our mini-vacation together. I suggested we stay at the Bellagio. It is supposed to be beautiful. It is centrally located on the Strip as well. I know it is a bit pricy, but I was hoping that Melissa would be okay with it. I even suggested two different rooms, as I didn't want her to feel pressure of doing something just because we were meeting up."

Melissa: "Vegas was such a great idea. I haven't been in awhile and Scott actually said he had never been there. So I thought it would be fun. When he suggested the Bellagio, I knew Scott had some taste. That Casino is gorgeous. I have never stayed there, but I have been there a few times. The clubs are fantastic. Scott was so cute when he suggested on two separate rooms at the hotel. Such a gentleman. I told him to forget that – I wanted one room and one big king-sized bed. For some reason, he agreed right away – Some Gentleman!"

Scott: "I couldn't wait for the weekend. The days at work seemed to drag on forever. But finally, the day came for me to meet Melissa in person. For once, there were no problems with the airlines, and my plane actually took off (close to) on time and I arrived in Vegas at noon. I knew Melissa would not be in until later in the day and we had agreed that I was going to meet her at the Hotel. She was being a good girl and working most of the day before coming to town. 

I jumped into a cab (eventually) and my eyes were huge as I drove down the Strip for the first time. The Casinos were gigantic. It was so cool. I was so excited to be in Vegas and to be here to meet Melissa. I saw the Bellagio in the distance. It is actually not nearly as big as some of the other casinos, but wow, it just looked so nice. I saw the famous fountains doing their dance and I felt as cool as George Clooney in Oceans 11. 

The cab pulled up and a valet opened my door for me. I got out and walked into the Casino. I had heard about the lobby and all the glass blown flowers by Dale Chihuly. But in person, it is truly breathtaking. I went to check-in and I decided to surprise Melissa by getting us an upgraded room, one facing the fountains and on a high floor. It was a bit extra, but hey, money is only money, right? I went upstairs to put my clothes away (and hog up all the good hangars). 

The room was actually really big. Like bigger than some apartments I lived in when I used to live in NYC. It was also really nicely decorated. It had an entrance foyer, lined with beautiful marble. The walls and bed were done in nice soothing earth tones. There were plenty of sitting chairs. The bathroom was gigantic as well. It had a separate shower from the tub and the tub was huge! I couldn't help but wonder if Melissa and I would be making use of that at all. I crossed the room, depositing my suitcase near the bed, and opened the curtains. 

Wow – Vegas was right in front of me. The Eiffel Tower at the Paris Casino was staring at me. The fountains were right there. The Strip was right in front of me. I knew that as fantastic as this looked right now, at nighttime, it would be even better with all the lights. And in the immortal words of Double Down Trent, 'Vegas Baby'!"

Melissa: "I decided to work until 2:00 and then catch my flight. I know Scott was going to get there before me, but that's okay. Let him wait. But, damn, the time really dragged that morning and I couldn't wait to get to the airport. Even though the weather was not really nice, pretty rainy most of the day, my flight actually left on time and I arrived in Vegas just after 7:00 p.m. I had to check my bags because of the darned restrictions. As I got off the escalator and walked towards my baggage claim, I saw Scott waiting for me, with a little sign that said Melissa on it. He also had some flowers. OMG – I was so surprised to see him. I thought he was going to meet me at the hotel and I was so not ready for this. I self-consciously fixed my hair a little and walked up to him, smiling. He was grinning at me like the Cheshire Cat."

Scott: "I decided to surprise Melissa by meeting her at the airport. Why not, right? I was here to see her and spend time with her, so might as well start it as soon as possible. I had actually gambled a little in the interim time, and was already up about $300 which was pretty cool also. So, I had this little buzz going on. 

While waiting for her flight, I found a little piece of cardboard. I borrowed this other guy's pen and wrote her name on it. I also bought one of those small bouquet of flowers. I know, I'm a total dork. But, I wanted to surprise her, and why not go all the way. When her plane arrived, and I started seeing all the people come down the escalators towards the baggage claim, I actually felt some butterflies in my stomach. Then I saw Melissa. She looked just like her pictures, but even better. She was just minding her own business when she saw me! It was so cute. Watching her hand move to her hair. I couldn't help but grin. 

She walked right up to me, smiling and said "Hey Baby" and then she kissed me. My god, her kiss felt so good. Her lips were incredibly soft. The kiss lasted only a few seconds before she pulled away. I said "Hey Baby" right back at her and handed her the flowers. Seeing her smile like that made me know I made the right decision by coming to meet her."

Melissa: "Bonus points – he already earned them by showing up at the airport. And damn, even though he shaved off that goatee, he still looked so good. I couldn't help but kiss him. He deserved that much, right? is kiss was really nice, actually. Not too hard, not too soft... just perfect. Damn, I sound like Goldilocks."

Well, what I mean is that he really kissed me very well. And he's such a tall guy. He wasn't as "big" as I expected, but he is tall. I guess I expected someone a bit fatter, I don't know. Just, he looked really good. I could smell his cologne and it actually turned me on too. Something about men's cologne gets to me. He gave me the flowers and took my hand. We walked hand in hand to get my bag. I think it took like half an hour for the luggage to come, but it felt like nothing. We just talked and it was just so nice to be here in person with him. When my bag arrived, we jumped into a cab and went to the Bellagio. 

Scott told me he checked us in already and he gave me a room key. Like I said before, I had been inside the Bellagio before, but I have never stayed there. So, walking in this time felt a little different. Scott had my hand in one hand and was rolling my suitcase with the other. I couldn't help but steal peeks at him as we walked. He really is a good looking guy. We got into the elevator, empty but for us, and Scott clicked one of the higher floors. 

He then turned to me again, and just kissed me again, this time with a little more hunger than in the airport. I kissed him back and I felt his arms go around me. We heard a ding and the elevator stopped and we broke our kiss right before the doors opened and some people got on. We got to our floor and Scott opened the door for me. The room – wow. It was beautiful. I went inside and looked around, opening the curtains. Vegas was right there in front of us. It really looked beautiful from up here. I could see the crowds of people gathering in front of the hotel to watch the next fountain show. This was really cool."

Scott: "I watched Melissa go look out the window. The sky was already dark and the lights from the Strip were glowing inside our room. Melissa's hair hung down to about the middle of her back. She was wearing a little black top, tight jeans and these really sexy black boots with a nice 3 inch heel. Her jeans didn't have any back pockets, and it showed off her ass beautifully. As she was looking outside, I could look at her to my heart's desire. She actually bent over a bit to look at something right below us, I guess. Wow. She looked perfect."

Melissa: "It was really funny. As I looked outside at the crowd of people, I could see from the reflection in the window that Scott was looking at me. And I knew exactly where he was looking. Men will be men. I decided to give him a bit of a show so I bent over so that I could 'look' at something happening right below us. Like I couldn't see from my original position? But, a little teasing never hurt anyone. I was really glad that he was looking at me."

Scott: "As I watched her bent over the window, her ass so inviting like that, I felt my cock start to twitch in my pants. I couldn't stop myself. I went up to her and took her hips in my hand, and pressed myself against her. She didn't move an inch as I ground my hard cock against her ass. I know she felt my excitement and she didn't move away. I then took her long hair in my hands and pulled so that she stopped bending over, but still tight against me. I moved her hair to the side of her face, so I could move my lips to her neck." 

Melissa: "When Scott came up behind me and put his hands on my hips, it felt good. And then, I felt how hard he was when he started grinding against me. I knew that we were going to be intimate and all, I mean that's why we came here, but I wasn't expecting it so quickly. But, wow, to feel how excited he got at my teasing him a bit was such a turn on. And then when he made me stop bending over and I felt his warm breath on my neck, and he started kissing me, I felt my nipples grow hard immediately and I felt a tingle immediately between my legs. His lips felt so good on my hot skin. I pushed my ass back against his cock, letting him grind up against it." 

Scott. "I was kissing her neck, and nuzzling my face against her, moving to her ears. I gently bit her earlobe and whispered softly "if this is too fast, Baby, I will stop." I immediately started kissing her neck and ear again to try to make her answer more difficult. Her head immediately bent down towards my face, letting me know that she liked what I was doing."

Melissa: "When he whispered that in my ear, I melted. I wanted him so badly and I was so turned on at that moment. There was no way I ever wanted this to stop. I reached around him, behind my back, so I could pull him even more tightly against my ass. I loved feeling his hard cock against me and I just continued to ground my ass against it. It was so exciting." 

Scott: "She made her answer to my question so clear. I took her arms in my hands and raised them above her head. Her entire body was now pressed against the window with me tightly against her. I moved my hands back down her body and she kept her arms raised. I grabbed her hips, and pushed my cock against her again. Her ass felt so firm and tight, so incredible, I couldn't wait to have her."

Melissa. "His body was so tight against mine, grinding himself against me. His lips never left my neck or cheek, or my earlobe. And he started whispering in my ear about how he couldn't wait to taste my wet pussy and how he wanted to feel me cum against his hard cock when he fucked me. He whispered that he dreamed of this moment from the first time we talked on the phone. I was so turned on, I could feel my panties getting wetter and wetter. I turned to face him and kissed him so hard, my tongue pressing into his mouth, wanting to taste him. I grabbed his face and held him to me as our kiss deepened and grew more ravenous."

Scott: "She started kissing me hard, her tongue pressing into my mouth and exploring everything. It was like she was fucking my mouth were her tongue, deeply, taking it over as if it was hers. I loved feeling her desire for me grow. She let go of my face and moved her hands to my pants. She quickly undid my belt and with a hard tug, sent it flying across the room. She undid my pants and pressed her hand down the front of my boxer briefs, grabbing my hard cock." 

Melissa: "His cock was so hard and hot in my hand. I stroked it up and down and heard him moan with desire, even as we kissed. His cock was definitely a good size and just thinking about it being buried deep in my pussy soon was making me wetter and wetter. I continued to stroke it, the skin so soft, but yet so firm. His tongue was now deep in my mouth, exploring every inch, as our kisses deepened in desire and passion." 

Scott: "I broke our kiss for a second so that I could look at her. She looked up at me, as she continued to rub her hand up and down my hard cock. I then noticed the window behind us, open to Vegas and all of its lights. I saw people walking the Strip in front of our hotel, watching the fountain show. I saw people at the top of the Eiffel Tower at the Paris Casino right across the street from us. I didn't care at all. In fact, it made me feel naughtier and sexier and I wanted to let Vegas see our desire for each other. I somehow extracted Melissa's hand from my cock and I kissed her again. I then turned her again, to face the window."

Melissa: "When he turned me to face the window again, I was a little confused. He didn't want me touching his cock? But then he whispered in my ear to look out the window, look at Vegas. I then did as he said and I saw it. Vegas was watching us. The lights of Vegas were all over us and the room. He ground his cock hard against my jeans again, and moved his hands to the bottom of my shirt, and started lifting it up. He whispered that this was just us sharing us and that it didn't matter who saw us. Let them all watch. He raised my shirt over my tits, over my head and threw it to the corner of the room. He immediately cupped my tits and started squeezing them and rolling my nipples between his fingertips, getting them even harder than they were. His naughty whispers in my ear and each kiss on my neck was sending ripples of desire through my body where they seemed to collect in my pussy." 

Scott: "Her tits felt so good in my hands. I squeezed them and pressed them against my palms to feel her hard nipples pressing against me. She seemed to be in another world, as I kissed her neck. She was tight against me, and letting me do what I wanted with her. Perfectly pliant in my hands. She seemed to be focused on the world outside the window. I released her breasts and started stroking her body, up and down her sides, before finally coming to her waist. I looked down her body from over her shoulder and deftly unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. She didn't make a move to cover herself up or anything. We really seemed to be in our own private world at this moment. So Fucking SEXY!" 




Viva Las Vegas



Melissa: "When Scott let go of my tits to move his hands to my pants, I didn't care. I stood topless in front of Vegas and somewhere deep inside my mind, I hoped everyone was watching us. When he undid my jeans, I just raised my hands above my head to take his head and hold his lips against my skin. He understood exactly what I wanted and he started kissing my earlobe again, and bit it gently. He now had moved his hands inside my jeans by the hips and were tugging them down. The jeans cleared my hips, and fell to my ankles, leaving me in only my pink g-string panties. 

Scott: "When I pushed her jeans down and I saw those pink panties, it was like a wild impulse in my brain to have her, to make her cum. I stroked her back with my fingers, massaging her soft skin up and down, pressing into her flesh. She bent over slightly, holding onto the glass. I moved my hands up and down her back towards her incredible ass. I put my foot inside her feet and pressed against them, causing her to spread her legs wider, even constrained as they were in her jeans. I then took her ass in my hand, one cheek, feeling its firmness and its pliability. It was so soft and squeezable, but still firm. I did the same thing to the other cheek. Her ass felt so good. I couldn't resist."

Melissa: "When I felt him gently spank my ass, my pussy just responded by getting wetter. He spanked my ass a few times on each cheek, just hard enough so that I was able to feel it as more than just a light slap. Damn, he was hot. He then pressed his upper body against my back, so that he was putting his weight on me. As he did this, he moved one hand between my legs and he touched my pussy through my panties."

Scott: "When I touched her pussy that first time, her panties were so wet. I was glad to know that she was as turned on as me. I rubbed my fingers up and down her pussy, sliding them through her slit. As it was a g-string, the panties were moving quite a bit with my fingers and I was able to touch her pussy and feel the wetness coming from her pussy. I took the g-string and pulled it away from her pussy, so that my fingers could move more freely up and down her core."

Melissa: "When he started rubbing my pussy while draped over my back, my mind was spinning like crazy. I almost felt like I was drunk. This was happening so fast, but it was what I had been wanting and waiting for. When he pressed a finger hard inside me, I squirmed a little to move away, but Scott held me firm and he whispered about how good I felt. I moaned as his finger slipped even deeper inside me about how much I wanted him to fuck me."

Scott: "I slowly finger fucked her in front of all of Vegas to see. One finger soon became two, moving in and out of her wet pussy, easily stroking her deep inside. I found her hard clit with my thumb and I started to roll it around, already slick with her juices. She was grinding her hips and her ass against me, and my cock nestled perfectly between her ass cheeks, as she was almost masturbating my cock with her ass. I continued to fuck her pussy with my fingers and to manipulate her clit, wanting her to cum for me. I took my other hand, and moved them to her mouth and whispered for her to suck on them."

Melissa: "I took his finger into my mouth and started sucking on them like they were his cock. His fingers inside me were building me up so much, they seemed to be touching all the right places. I could feel an orgasm building up inside me, so I closed my eyes and just concentrated on the feelings that he was causing throughout my body. His fingers were so insistently pressing up inside me, and his thumb on my clit was incredible. Within seconds, I moved my head to take his fingers out of it, and my knees buckled a bit as the orgasm shook through me. My body grew weak and I pressed up against the window a bit harder, my tits now hard up against the cold glass, exciting me even further." 

Scott: "I felt her cum and it really made me want her even more. Her pussy was contracting against my fingers and they were now soaked with her juices. As her orgasm subsided, I gently removed my fingers from inside her and she turned towards me. I brought the fingers to my mouth and tasted her sweet nectar. I then put my fingers to her mouth to let her taste. She opened her mouth and sucked my fingers, her eyes not leaving mine for an instant."

Melissa: "I tasted myself on his fingers and it was incredible. This really had turned into something other than reality – this was just a fantasy with him and me. As Scott took the fingers from my mouth, we kissed again, deeply, our tongues dancing, swirling and tasting my juices that now were in both of our mouths. I reached up, taking his shirt in my hands and just ripped that thing open, the buttons popping and flying everywhere. I have always wanted to do that. I broke our kiss to pull his shirt from his body. OMG, I love a hairy chest, and Scott's did not disappoint. He was not overly hairy, but he had a nice body and his belly had hair going in that line right down below his pants. Yummy. I rubbed my hands up and down his chest and belly, feeling his skin and his hair against me. I reach up and entwine the hair on his head in my fingers and pull him to kiss me again. As our tongues play again, I move my hands to his back, scratching down it, letting him know my desire for him."

Scott: "After she ripped my shirt off, and we kissed, she moved her mouth to my chest and started kissing and biting my nipples. They grew hard with her touch. She was scratching and rubbing my back and I was kissing her and holding her hips again. She then broke our kiss, looked down my body and brought her hands to my waist."

Melissa: "I had already opened his pants, so this time, I just pushed his jeans and boxers down to the floor. Scott stepped out of them, as best he could, leaving him completely naked in front of me. I looked at him and damn, he looked so fucking hot. His cock was standing straight up and I took it in my hand. I held him tightly, just squeezing it. He moaned in my ear with pleasure. I had to taste him and I wanted to do it now."

Scott: "Melissa moved to her knees and looked up at me. She was rubbing my hard cock, a few times, up and down its entire length. I couldn't take my eyes off of her and I watched her look at my cock. She then opened her mouth and took me inside. She flicked her tongue all the way up and down my cock as it went in and she grabbed the base of it to control how far it would go in. Her mouth was so warm, and she was using her tongue so well, swirling it around my cock head, and flicking my shaft all over. She was also using her hand to stroke me up and down my length. With her other hand, she cupped my balls and were squeezing and tugging on them softly." 

Melissa: "His cock was really a good size, and felt so good in my mouth. And by now, I really wanted to please him. I started stroking his cock harder and harder, and I could feel him grow even stiffer in my mouth, if that was possible. I peeked up at him and saw that he was staring out the window. I liked that we were in our own world and didn't care who else saw us. I continued to suck on his cock, but this time, I sucked it even harder. I was swirling my tongue around his cock head every time I pulled his cock out and then would softly bite his skin when I pushed it back in. He wasn't telling me to stop, so I guess he was enjoying it."

Scott: "When I felt her use her teeth on my cock, I was a bit nervous at first. No one had really ever done that to me before. I definitely was more aware of what was happening, but the thing was, it felt pretty good. I definitely knew though, that if I let her go for too long, that I would cum soon and I definitely did not want that. So, after she continued using her mouth and hands all over my cock and balls for a few more minutes, I bent over, took her by her shoulders and lifted her up to her feet. When she got to her feet, I kissed her deeply and whispered in her ear again about how good her mouth felt on me. I also told her that I wanted to let her finish me off that way, but not this time. I then broke our kiss and told her it was my turn."

Melissa: "Scott turned us around, so that he was now by the window and I was looking outwards. He started kissing my neck and stroking my body with his hands, while lowering himself to his knees. He caressed my breasts and took one of my nipples into his mouth. He bit it, just hard enough to be more than just a nibble. He then moved to my other nipple, licking and biting that one. He really seemed to know what he was doing, which is such a turn-on. He then started kissing his way down my body, paying particular attention to my belly. He was licking and kissing my belly and nibbling the skin near my hipbones. Scott finally helped me take off my boots and jeans and tossed them casually away from us. When he looked back up, he was eye to eye with my wet panties."

Scott: "I kissed her pussy through her panties, inhaling her scent. I couldn't wait to taste her. I looked up at her, and she was looking right down at me. Her hands now moving softly through my hair on the top of my head. As I looked at her, I again noticed the lights of Vegas reflecting all over her. Its funny how you forget about such things when you are busy doing something else. I pulled her panties away from her hips, so her pussy was now bared to me. She waxed her pussy completely as there was not one hair to be seen. Her pussy lips were so puffy between her legs. I took one of her legs in my hands and lifted it over my shoulder, so she could rest it on the windowsill behind me. She held onto my head for balance as I moved my head in to taste her."

Melissa: "When Scott lifted my leg up and put it over his shoulder, exposing my pussy for his pleasure, it was so incredible. I was now facing Vegas with my pussy wide open, and I suppose anyone would now able to see us completely. I closed my eyes when I felt Scott lick my pussy. His tongue felt so good. He was using his tongue to spread my outer lips and press it against my inner lips. And then he would flick his tongue against my clit. And then he would go back and lick me all the way to my ass. His hands were kneading my ass cheeks, pulling and prodding them apart. When he pushed his tongue inside my pussy, I thought I was going to cum right there again. Well, not really, but it felt so good, and Scott was really pushing all my buttons." 

Scott: "Her pussy was so good. I loved feeling her and tasting her on my mouth and tongue. Her ass felt incredible in my hands and I couldn't seem to get my fill of touching it. I moved my tongue inside her and swirled it in and out, tasting her juices. I then moved my tongue to her clit so that I could suck it into my mouth and flick it and tease it like she had just done to my cock. As much as I wanted to give her another orgasm with my mouth, I needed to fuck her. My cock was so hard and there was such pressure building, I couldn't continue doing this." 

Melissa: "I felt Scott hands on my ass, moving higher, as he started to stand up. As he stood up, he grabbed my leg to keep it on the windowsill. As he got to his full height, I felt his cock, very hard, now bouncing a bit between my legs, touching my pussy, sending little jolts of electricity through my body. He grabbed it and started spanking my pussy a bit with it, slapping his hard cock against my very wet pussy and hard clit. After a little of this teasing, I couldn't take it any more so I grabbed his cock and guided it to my pussy and I pulled the head inside me. I gasped as he entered me and he slowly started pushing his hips forward, pushing that cock of his inside me."

Scott: "Her pussy was like a furnace. It was so hot, wet and juicy inside, I couldn't get over how good she felt. I held onto her hips tightly as I pushed my cock inside her all the way. Once inside on that first stroke, I just let myself sit there, savoring the feeling of her pussy surrounding me. It really felt incredible. I then began to pull out and I saw my cock, all wet and glistening from her juices. I pushed back in and saw her pussy gobbling up my cock. I kissed her hard, and she wrapped her hands around my neck hard, pulling me to her. I started to fuck her now, moving my cock in and out of her. With her leg raised up on the windowsill, I grabbed her ass, and pushed her onto me. I started moving my hips faster and faster, letting my cock go all the way inside her before coming out. I was hoping that she was getting as much pleasure from this as I was feeling."

Melissa: "As Scott fucked me hard, I looked over his shoulder at Las Vegas, wondering if anyone was watching us. I was so wrapped up in the moment, I couldn't control myself. I pulled myself up, to put my other leg on the windowsill. Between that and Scott holding my ass, it was like the only thing holding me up was his cock. I started helping a bit, by raising and lowering my pussy onto his hard cock, which was now so wet and slick with my juices. I was holding onto his neck tightly and just driving my weight down on him, forcing him so far inside my pussy. It felt so good."

Scott: "When she put her other leg up on the windowsill, and grabbed onto my neck, it was incredible. I was able to really go deep inside her because there was nothing between my cock and her pussy, and I think she really liked it that way. On a few strokes, I held her down against me, so I was hilted inside her. I just wanted to savor the feeling of her pussy around my cock. And then I would start gliding it in and out of her pussy. I knew between the excitement of it all, I was not going to last much longer. So, I grabbed onto each of her ass cheeks and started really driving in and out of her."

Melissa: "Damn! When he started fucking me hard, me bouncing up and down on his cock, it was sending shockwave after shockwave of pleasure through me. The orgasm that he had started to build up by eating my pussy was now building up yet again at an incredible rate. I could see the strain in his face as he was fucking me and knew that he was very close too. I leaned in close to him and nearly screamed between breaths about how good his cock felt inside me. I then told him to fuck me harder and deeper and don't stop until I cum."

Scott: "When I heard her say that, I nearly bust my nut right there. But, somehow I was able to control myself for a little while longer. I started really forcing my cock up inside her, with each thrust upwards, trying to grind the base of my cock against her clit. I was moving my hips faster and faster, and she was bucking up and down on me like she was riding a bucking bronco. She was nearly standing up on the windowsill before pushing her pussy down on top of my hard cock. I felt her nails scratch deeply into my upper back and my neck, and she moaned loudly as her orgasm came strongly."

Melissa: "As he was fucking me so hard, I looked over his shoulder again at Vegas there. I don't know if I saw it for real, but it did look like some people were looking up in our direction. That just put me over the edge and I felt my orgasm cum. It was so strong, I know my eyes rolled back from pleasure. I think I might have hurt him by clawing his back and neck. He was still stroking his cock inside me, and I felt my pussy just contracting against him. When I was able to open my eyes again, I noticed that Scott's eyes were closed tightly, as he concentrated on his pleasure. Looking at him like that was so hot. I knew he was going to cum soon. I leaned in and whispered to him that that was the best orgasm of my life, and that he was so hot and that his cock was so incredible. I told him that I wanted him to cum, to feel him shoot his cum all over me."

Scott: "When Melissa whispered those things in my ear after she came, it just about sent me over the edge. I was still grabbing her ass, and she still had some of her weight on the windowsill. I stroked about three more times, before my eyes opened wide. I pulled my cock out of her pussy with one hand, and started stroking it between us. Within three seconds, the first spurt of my cum shot out and hit her right below her tits. Spasm after spasm of my cock sent spurts of cum all over our bodies. When my orgasm finally subsided, I told her that I couldn't lift her anymore. She put her legs back down on the floor and we kissed, deeply, strongly, passionately. Her fingers touched my cum covering her belly and softly stroked the hot liquid around her fingers and into her skin. She raised her cum covered fingers to her mouth and tasted it, letting her tongue lick my cum. She was so incredibly sexy – I knew that this would be just the start of many more good things to come."

Melissa: "When I got down off the window and him, so to speak, and we kissed, it was incredible. I really had been waiting for this moment since we started speaking and to be honest, it was better than anything I ever hoped to expect. He was so hot, and so sexy. He didn't even know that this sort of exhibitionism was a deep fantasy of mine, but he figured it out quickly enough and was able to fulfill it with me. Deep inside, I knew that Scott was everything I hoped for, and that I couldn't wait to spend the rest of this vacation with him."



Viva Las Vegas!



We'd gone up to my hotel room after having a nice intimate dinner of steak and Maine lobster with a bottle of exquisite red wine. We laughed and talked of nothing important and laughed some more. The candlelight danced merrily in your eyes as we gazed at each other. You remove your shoes and begin to move your smooth stocking foot up and down my leg never taking your eyes off of mine. I slide over to sit next to you and kiss you ever so lightly on your soft inviting lips. You respond with a teasing tongue as our lips touch again. I slide my hand under the table and between your legs moving ever so slowly upwards towards the Promised Land. Your legs open slightly permitting my hand to continue its journey. As I reach the junction of your legs and feel your pussy behind the barrier of your panties, I feel a liquid heat of arousal. My goodness you are wet! The unmistakable aphrodisiac scent of an aroused woman fills the air, a siren call no man can resist. I gently rub the hardening nub in the middle of paradise and a moan escapes your lips. A playful smile appears and your eyes glisten with the promise of a night to remember.

You know you have me now. God, you look beautiful, so sexy, and I want you badly. We top dinner off with a snifter of Sambuca. The potent liqueur spreads warmth from my head down to my toes and my face begins to flush. You flush a brief pink color on your cheeks and your eyes look at me with an intensity that I've never seen before. After paying the dinner bill I ask you what you would like to do now. You nibble on my ear lobe and whisper we should go up to my room now because you can't take much more of this. I agree by saying that I can't take ANY more of this without exploding. 

We quickly head arm in arm to the nearest elevator. You are trembling with excitement. My legs move as if made of jello. I am so glad the elevator is empty. As the doors close, I trap you with your back to the glass wall and kiss you hungrily, my tongue searching out for yours. You respond in kind and our tongues dance together with their own rhythm. The elevator rises into the sky and the lights of Las Vegas shimmer below. Finally we get to my floor and the doors slide open.

We are so into our passion we don't realize the elevator has stopped. Only a polite cough snaps us out of our trance. It was an older couple looking at us. The woman is scowling in disapproval but her husband had a Cheshire like grin on his face. You walk out of the elevator with me in tow as if nothing had happened. One of your stiff nipples is peeking out of your dress and my cock was making a tent out of my pants. As we walked to my room we heard the woman snap at her husband to pick his jaw up from the floor and act his age. We look at each other and burst out laughing.

We get to my room and I fumble for the key card. You tell me to hurry or you were going to rip my clothes off in the hall. I finally get the door open and we fall into the room kissing again and again. I kissed you softly and then again, feeling electricity arc out from my heart across my chest, and we kept kissing, circling tongues, gasping against each other as we came apart for a breath of air. I moved my hands up to cup the underside of your breasts and you arched her back as I did, moaning into my mouth. Your breasts perfectly fit my hand, from chest to nipple the width of my four fingers, wrapped. 

You squirm, and I squirm, and we kiss harder. I reach down your side to pick up under your dress at the hip, and then come back under to slip under your panties. You are shaved, totally, amazingly smooth, and aroused, hot and slick. I rub you quickly and you stop kissing me to move forward a little, into my hand, trying to arrange your legs to meet the waves of pleasure. Then you came back to kiss me again, and I started to brush your clit, moving my hand from side to side. Your hips started to move, and you can't stay still cumming quickly, breaking our kiss, throwing your head back, crying out into the night. You shudder against my hand and then again, and I slowly stop rubbing you as the spasms subsided. We both stand there panting trying to catch our breath.

You move over to the bed pulling the covers off. You pulled your dress over your head and look at me, expectantly, your hips cocked to one side. You were wearing thin, black underwear. I took off my shirt and took a step toward you. You stopped me with a glance pointing to my pants. I took off my belt, unbuttoned my slacks, and stepped out of them. You look at my chili pepper boxers and smile. You reach behind and unhook your bra with one easy move, then let it fall off of your arms. Your chest is tanned, breasts out with pointed pink nipples. You smile at me, as if you knew I liked what I saw. We stepped into each other, arms wrapping around our shoulders. Our mouths pressed, we fell into the bed, and suddenly you stood up, pulling off your panties in a quick and smooth motion. You hop back into bed straddling my stomach rubbing your smooth pussy along my stomach, a trail slick and warm on my skin.

I put my hands under you and brought your pussy to my mouth like a wine glass. You moaned as I took my first taste of your, honey-sweet and luscious entrance and I wanted more. I ran my tongue along both sides of your labia, tracing the folds, and then went in for more. You were becoming ever more moist and started to work your hips against my tongue. "Up," you said, and I moved to kiss the little pink marble of your clitoris you pushed your thighs against my head, moving your clit along my tongue. You came loudly, a long steady scream, and then you moved off my hands to lower yourself onto my open air erection, your entrance so wet I slipped in fast with your weight on me. You were tight around my shaft, and we quickly started into long strokes together, coming apart and almost out and then I was back in that slick passage, each time feeling the fire in my neck crackle along my spine. 

We kissed as we fucked, faster and faster, until we couldn't keep lips together and you were up in my lap, driving down and I came into you in long powerful spurts deep inside crying out your name over and over as you continued rocking your hips against me, I kept coming, softly, catching my breath each time while you continue moving slowly until you couldn't take it and then twitching against me, her muscles tightening around my dick, still warm, wet, and happy.

As our breathing returned too normal you lay on top of me kissing my lips tenderly. Your muscles pulse and twitch on my cock still buried within. We look into each other's eyes not saying anything as if our eyes were talking. You rest your head against my chest and I lazily stroke your back and ass. We both doze, spent, exhausted, and happy. The moment between a man and a woman as it should always be.

The end of the beginning



Viva Las Vegas Ch. 01



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.


People who have been there know that Las Vegas is a magical place. Often it is attributed to the atmosphere, the sounds and bright lights and the adrenaline rush from gambling but I truly believe that there is actual "magic" in the air of this desert city. I think there is something supernatural which makes people do things they normally wouldn't. Sometimes these things are good, sometimes they aren't. I recently found myself in Las Vegas on business and was fortunate enough to have a couple of memorable experiences which I attribute to the local "good magic."

The first experience occurred during the first part of my business trip. One of my coworkers, Laura, was also with me that week. Laura and I have known each other for a pretty long time. We worked together at two different companies, have traveled on business together and interacted socially but I don't think there has ever been any flirting between us. That's why it came as such a shock when I felt her hand drop onto my upper thigh under the table during a business dinner with our clients on our first night in town. I looked at her, probably somewhat wide-eyed, and she smiled back and gave my thigh a squeeze. Our clients were never aware anything had passed between us.

Later, back in my hotel room, I was pretty much waiting around for Laura to stop by. She had initiated something and I fully expected her to see it to fruition while we had the opportunity. When I heard the knock on the door, I had no doubt that it was her. I opened the door and stepped aside to let her in.

"What are you doing? Were you going to go to bed?" she asked once she was inside.

"I think we've got some unfinished business to take care of first" I replied, following her in.

"Are you freaked out? Grossed out? Angry?" she asked, turning to look at me, her formerly confident veneer showing some cracks.

"Well," I began, "I started out shocked, but that quickly changed to arousal." I smiled at her and her face broke into a smile of relief. We moved toward each other at the foot of my queen sized hotel bed. Her arms went around my neck and mine went around her waist as our lips met and parted and our tongues intertwined. My hands dropped to squeeze her ass before sliding up under her sweater to feel the warm, smooth flesh of her waist. Meanwhile, one of her hands had found my raging hard on and was caressing it through my slacks. She lowered my zipper and managed to maneuver my cock out of my briefs and through the fly of my slacks and began to slowly pump it in her hand. I was incredibly aroused at this point, but I figured she must be even more so. I slid the zipper of her slacks down also and slipped just two fingers through the opening. I encountered the front of her panties and began to rub my fingers up and down, feeling the coarseness of her pubic hair, the puffiness of her engorged pussy and the dampness her panties had absorbed.

"There's something I need to finish" Laura said, interrupting our make out and heavy petting session. She sat on the end of the bed in front of me and took the head of my cock into her warm mouth. While she ran her tongue over it, she was unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants. She released my throbbing cock and pushed my pants and briefs down to my ankles. I stepped out of them as she grasped the base of my cock and took it entirely into her mouth. Some unknown gut instinct or sixth sense always had me convinced that Laura was a great cocksucker. I was right, she was incredible. She pumped the base for a while as she slid her mouth up and down my shaft, but eventually both hands went around to grasp my ass and she sucked hands-free. My hands were running through her short brown hair as she bobbed up and down, her tongue swirling around on the underside of my cock. My eyes were half-closed as I felt the pleasure building within my balls. My cock seemed to get thicker and harder as my orgasm approached, but Laura kept up her pace even as I exploded deep into her mouth. I let out a loud groan of relief as her lips continued up and down my cock, swallowing down every drop I produced. She finally let my limp cock fall from her mouth and looked up at me, smiling.

Once my head cleared, I reached down for Laura's hands and brought her back to stand with me. I told her it was now her turn as soon as I got her out of her clothes and began to work her sweater up over her head. Her breasts were actually pretty small, but as I ran my hands over the front of her bra, I felt her big nipples straining outward. I released the front clasp and she let her bra slide down her arms and to the floor. I cupped her small breasts and played with her fat nipples as I tilted my head to kiss her neck and nibble her earlobe. I worked my way down to her chest and alternated sucking each of her nipples while slipping a hand down to her waist to unfasten her belt and pants. I slipped my hand into her panties and through her patch of pubic hair down to her clit. Her pussy was slippery with her juices as I stimulated her clit and explored her slit with my finger. I removed my hand from her panties and pushed her pants and panties down to her knees. My hand returned between her legs and two fingers slipped up into her as the heel of my hand rubbed against her clit. Her breathing was getting heavy and she was starting to push her hips against my hand, but I didn't want her to cum this way.

I had her lay on the bed and slide up so her head was on a pillow. I slid her pants and panties the rest of the way off and pushed her legs apart. She looked down at me sort of glassy-eyed as I knelt on the foot of the bed between her spread legs, my formerly limp penis beginning to show signs of life again. I ran my fingers through the brown hair covering her pussy and stroked her clit with my thumb before exploring her with two fingers. I paused to pull my shirt over my head then lay on my stomach between her legs, kissing her inner thighs, her hips and her abdomen. My fingers resumed pumping in and out of her dripping wet pussy as I zeroed in with my mouth. Finally, I attacked her clit with my tongue pulling her lips up and away from it to give myself a clear target. I heard her suck in her breath and let out a moan so I looked up to see her eyes closed, mouth hanging open and her fingers tracing circles around her little areola and fat nipples. I alternated licking and sucking her clit, continuing to pump my fingers and she was soon pushing her hips up toward my face. She was pulling on her nipples now and letting out little moans with each touch of my tongue. Eventually her hands dropped to my head and she forced her pussy against my face while arching her back and stiffening up. I knew she was reaching a climax so I was furiously fingering her pussy and sucking her clit when she groaned loudly and relaxed against the bed, releasing a flood of juices into my waiting mouth. She convulsed a few times as I continued to lap up every drop and when she finally was still, I raised my head.

I crawled up her body until I was able to lay my naked self on top of her. We began to kiss again as our flesh pressed together and my semi-hard cock nestled in her bush. I lavished attention on her neck and earlobes and lowered my head to suck her fat nipples. My cock had raised to about three quarter staff, so I figured as wet as her pussy was, I'd be able to slip it on in at this point. Still lying on top of her, I had no trouble working my cock into her and began to slowly pump it in and out. After just a few minutes of pumping, not only was my cock raging like a steel rod, but Laura had begun to moan softly. I got a good rhythm going, sliding the full length of my cock in and out of Laura as she raised her hips to meet my thrusts. I closed my eyes and let the pleasurable feelings take me where they might, just enjoying where I was and what I was in the middle of. I'm not sure how much time went by when Laura said she wanted to be on top. I slipped out of her and flopped onto my back next to her. She swung her leg over to straddle me and reached behind her to guide my cock back into her hot, slippery pussy, sitting down hard and burying me to the hilt. With a hand on each side of my head, Laura began pushing herself up and down on me, her nipples pointing down at me. I held her hips and leaned up to flick my tongue over her beckoning nipples.

She started riding me pretty hard, eyes-closed and grunting as she did. She was successfully taking me up to the summit with her as a wonderful feeling began to spread through my body before focusing in my balls. Her ass was slapping against my upper thighs and her intermittent grunts had become a low, continuous groan. When her frenzied pace turned to slow-motion and her groan became an "Oh, Yeah" I knew she was reaching a climax. I wasn't far behind and as her pussy began to convulse around my rigid member, I toppled over the edge. I moaned myself as my spunk shot into her steamy pussy.

She resumed riding me and actually rode out another wave of her orgasm before I was too limp to be of any use. She then collapsed on top of me before rolling off to lie beside me.

We didn't get an awful lot of rest that night, or any of the next three either for that matter. We were reveling in our newfound diversion and spent nearly every private moment of the trip pursuing our next orgasms. The dilemma came on the flight home when we tried to figure out our next step. We both had spouses back home and we worked together. If we wanted to continue our activities, we would have to be both discreet and patient. Desire overcame all obstacles and we were able to rendezvous on an infrequent but highly satisfying basis. The magic of Las Vegas lived on!



Viva Las Vegas Ch. 01



This story is 100% true. Names have been changed and some of the more boring stuff have been left out...but all true

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Sitting in a cab riding the 2.5 miles to my destination I keep babbling about things that make no sense and certainly don't matter. Seeing the street lights of Vegas whip past as the cabbie is talking of basketball games and bets I can't help but think of what I am about to do. 

Not even a week before my boyfriend James and I had decided to attend a swingers club. This particular night was "Hot Tub Party" night. The dress code we were told is bathing suits or less. I have my "BYOB" of gin in a bag with a combination lock, bathing suit top and a sarong. As excited as I am I can't help but think that maybe we shouldn't be doing this. At 5'3" and 200 pounds I am certainly not the super model type. On the flip side my boyfriend is 5'10" 135 and as an active duty military man ripped as hell! That wash board stomach and the muscle definition that comes from running daily and doing 50+ pull ups a day makes me nervous. Nervous that people will wonder, why is he with her??

We pull up to the club and the cab driver takes us in and introduces us. We pay our fdonation and get a tour of the place; bar, orgy room, private rooms, hot tub, group shower, 'chair' room, locker room. It all flies by as a blur. My insides are as jittery as if I had downed 10 cups of coffee on an empty stomach. We're left in the locker room and I change into my swimsuit top and the sarong. No underwear, no shoes. The brown halter top barely holds my DDD breasts in and the sarong is simply knotted at my hip allowing anyone in the club to see from hip to toe whenever I walk. We sit at a bar near the pool tables sipping our gin and tonic waiting to see what will happen. Everyone is friendly, but dressed. I feel a little self conscious in my lack of clothing as James decided to leave his clothes on for the moment as he didn't bring any form of bathing suit, opting for the "less". Some regulars shooting pool inform us that on Sundays during the football season dress code is not enforced until after the game. 

We decide to sit in the hot tub to wait. We strip down and sink into the hot bubbly cauldron and look around. Couples of all ages, shapes, and races are relaxing in the water and talking. I lean my head back in the water and feel a trembling in my stomach as I realize that I've done it. I'm sitting naked in a hot tub in public. The steam from the tub causes my face to flush and after only about 5 minutes I sit up on the edge of the tub. I feel the cool air hit my wet skin. I lean back on my hands and realize that my entire body is on display. 

I look to my left and see a large black man in his early 30's looking my way. He stands up in the tub and leans towards me. I hold my breath...he comes closer, I can barely breathe. Then he says, "excuse me, I'm trying to see the score". I start laughing and all tension in my body dissipates. I lean back further and look to my right. There is a large screen tv with a ball game playing. He looks at the score and settles back down. I start a friendly banter, and my boyfriend now sitting between my legs in the tub joins in. We learn that his name is Vance. He come to this club as a single man on a regular basis. We discuss the military, swing clubs in general, this one in particular, comedians, anything that comes to mind. We all excuse ourselves to get another drink. 

When we return to the hot tub there are only 2 people left in the tub. I settle in on the side again and with James between my legs, he starts kissing up my thighs. He slowly keeps travelling up until his tongue reaches my vaginal lips. He reaches up and gently pulls them open. For a few seconds I am fully exposed to the other people in the room. I have a huge grin on my face that betrays how I feel only by the trembling that I can't control. He dips his head down and drags his tongue up my clit. My hand goes to his head and I can't help but press myself into his mouth. I put my head back and start moaning and his tongue continues to work me into a frenzy. I feel my uterus starting to contract and my pussy swell up. My nipples harden and my breathing gets faster and faster and faster. I cum all over his face while I press it into me. I slide into the tub and look around. There are a few more people in the room now and a few have their dicks out stroking them while watching me cum. I sink down lower and while slightly blushing I keep the show going. I push him up and slide his dick into my mouth. I feel my eyes close and I wrap my lips around the tip of his dick. I suck the stiff member into my mouth and twirl my tongue around the shaft as it slowly fills my mouth. I release all pressure and his penis leaves my mouth. My lips catch on the ridge and I start sucking again. I feel him getting even harder as my tongue and lips draw him in over and over. My hands are on his balls feeling the hair tickle my fingers and his testicles tightening up as he's getting even more excited than when we started. 

He sits back down onto the seat in the hot tub and pulls me onto his lap facing him. I lift my face to kiss him and realize his face is literally dripping with my juices. My breath catches and I start to suck and lick the wetness off his rough face. The stubble scratches my tongue and cheeks and with each scrape I feel the muscles in my pussy contract. I have my hands on either side of his face and am full out sucking pussy juice off his chin when he guides his hard dick into me. I continue to lick and suck and kiss as he simply moves his legs open and then together again. The water carries me up and down his dick and before long I feel the build up again. I feel my nipples stiffening even more than they have been already, the muscles inside of me starting to twitch and my head drops back as another orgasm overtakes me. I drop my forehead to his shoulder and rest for a second. When I look up a man is sitting in a chair watching me cum. I pull myself out of the tub and we go to get another drink. We meet up with Vance at the bar and I let him know that as soon as I get my drink we will be glad to go into a room with him. 

We grab our drinks and follow him back behind the locker rooms. We go into a dimly lit room and I lay naked on the bed. James comes up and starts kissing me with his hand inside of me. I reach over grip Vance's dick in my hand, then reach down to grab my boyfriends as well. I take turns sucking on them until James' hands grab my hips and pull me up onto my knees. He bends me over and rams his dick into my dripping pussy. My lips goes around Vance's dick and with each thrust I gag a little on the huge black dick that is in my mouth. Again they move me around onto my back and Vance slides his dick into me. I start screaming and clawing his back as I cum again and again and again around his thick dick. James gets up and opens the door which makes it an open invitation to all in the club to come inside. He comes back up onto the bed and I start sucking on him again. To my right an even larger black man has his dick out and I grab it. I am being rammed by a thick dick, I am sucking on my boyfriends dick, and I have an even thicker, longer one in my right hand. I hear the men talking over me and suddenly Vance is pulling out of me and the second man is climbing onto the bed. He slowly slides into me and I feel as if I will be ripped in half. Once he is fully inside, he rams into me even further as I'm screaming; partially in pain, but mostly from the orgasms that are tearing through my body. Suddenly he starts thrusting even harder and deeper and I feel his dick convulse as he squirts. 

He rolls off of me and I curl up on my side. My forehead rests on James' thigh and I try to breathe. I hear him ask me if I am ok and I shake my head yes. "I just need a little break is all" I say and I hear men start to shuffle out of the room. When everyone is gone I look up and look into the beautiful eyes of my other half. I say, "I love you" and he kisses me with all the affection I've come to know and expect. On rubbery legs I stand up and grab my sarong. I knot it around my waist and leave the room with my drink. James walks behind me with a guiding hand on my back. As I walk out everyone in club looks at me and I know they heard my screams. I sit down and take a long drink. This is going to be a long, rough night I think to myself as I wave over yet another man to our table. 



Viva Las Vegas Ch. 02



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.


Note: If you haven't read it already, Viva Las Vegas – Part 1 is the prequel to this story.

People who have been there know that Las Vegas is a magical place. Often it is attributed to the atmosphere, the sounds and bright lights and the adrenaline rush from gambling but I truly believe that there is actual "magic" in the air of this desert city. I think there is something supernatural which makes people do things they normally wouldn't. Sometimes these things are good, sometimes they aren't. I recently found myself in Las Vegas on business and was fortunate enough to have a couple of memorable experiences which I attribute to the local "good magic."

On my second trip to Vegas, the week following the first, I was accompanied by Jen rather than Laura. They were at about the same level in the company and would both be working on the project so it was important that they both be exposed to the people we'd be working for. I didn't know Jen as well as I knew Laura and I certainly didn't expect anything to happen between us going into the trip. I was still somewhat shell-shocked from my week with Laura and vacillated between reliving different parts of the experience in my head and trying to figure out when I could get some more. Sitting side-by-side on the flight, I was surprised by how quickly Jen opened up to me. We started out just making small talk about the project and work in general, but that led to work history and education and soon we delved into more personal subjects. I know it sounds pretty cliché but she had just in the past year ended a 5 year relationship, which had been pretty complicated. I couldn't imagine the stress of dividing up 5 years worth of accumulated possessions, including a house, as well as trying to reestablish yourself as a person rather than one half of a couple. It sounded more or less like a divorce. She seemed to be finding relief in getting it all off her chest, though, so I did my best to lend a sympathetic ear. The overall impression I got was that, despite the hassle of dividing everything up, she was glad the relationship was over but was concerned about how to adjust to living without things she was accustomed to taking for granted, i.e. someone always there to eat with, to talk to, to go out with, to have sex with. She said the last part so matter-of-factly that I didn't think she was dropping any hints, though it did pass through my mind that if I could do it tactfully, I'd certainly volunteer my services.

As far as physical appearance, Jen and Laura are not very similar. Laura is brunette, Jen has dark blonde hair. Laura is almost my height, Jen is several inches shorter. Laura is also "big boned" while Jen is almost scrawny. That's not to say that Laura is fat; she's tall and broad shouldered making her look bigger. Jen on the other hand has skinny arms, a small waist and thin legs. Her ass is nice and cushy looking, but other than that you'd think she might blow away.

We arrived in Vegas and went about our business. Jen did pull me aside at one point during the day and apologized for boring me with her relationship problems. I told her she absolutely did not owe me an apology and that it seemed very therapeutic for her, so I thought it was a good thing. I also told her if there was anything else I could do, not to hesitate to ask me. She thanked me and I got the impression that she appreciated the offer.

We plodded through a day of mind-numbing meetings, during which my mind often wandered back to the previous week's activities with Laura. When quitting time finally came, we headed over to our hotel to check in. Our rooms were across the hall from each other and we decided to take a few minutes to get settled before heading downstairs to eat at the hotel restaurant. From there we could decide what to do with the rest of the evening. Laura and I had spent basically all of our free time the previous week naked in one of our hotel rooms, so I didn't really have any idea what to suggest Jen and I do this week. Well, I had an idea, but I didn't expect it to be well received. What to do didn't even come up until we'd paid the check and were leaving the restaurant. I asked Jen if there was anything in particular that she wanted to do and hoped she wouldn't ask how Laura and I had spent last week.

"Earlier you said if there was anything else you could do for me that I shouldn't hesitate to ask," she reminded me.

"Yes, that's true," I agreed. It sounded like she wanted to talk some more, which was fine with me. In fact, I was flattered.

"Do you remember how I said I was still adjusting to no longer having the things I'd taken for granted?"

"Yes." I said. I started to wonder where this was going.

"I've got girlfriends who I can talk to and go out with and eat dinner with but, well..." she hesitated before continuing. "I haven't had sex in eight months," she confessed with a serious tone.

"Ouch," I replied.

"Yeah," she said, "but that's where you come in." She raised her eyebrows and looked at me hopefully. I just looked back for a few seconds, stunned as what was happening sunk in.

"So, if I'm reading you correctly, you're suggesting that I would be doing you a huge favor if I would just go up to your room right now and have sex with you?" I inquired.

"A huge favor," she stressed. "What do you say?" We had reached the elevator and were waiting for it to appear.

"I say 'Where's the damn elevator? Let's go!'" I said in a mock frantic voice. She smiled and, standing on her toes, took my face in her hands and kissed me. Placing my hand on the back of her head, I returned the kiss. A "ding" let us know the elevator had arrived and once it had cleared out, we entered. The doors closed and we moved toward each other again. Her arms went around my neck and my hands landed on her hips as our lips met and quickly opened allowing our tongues to probe. My hands soon moved from her hips down to grip her ass and pull her against the hardness of my crotch. Neither of us had changed clothes after work, so she was still wearing a short skirt and I still wore Dockers. My hands found their way up under her skirt where they felt the smooth fabric of the panties that hugged her ass. As we continued to make out and travel vertically, we both appeared to be struck by the same idea at the same time. Just as I moved a hand around to the front of her panties, I felt one of her hands cup the hardness in my pants. Unfortunately, at that exact moment the elevator slowed to a stop on our floor. Before we tore ourselves apart, my brain registered something out of the ordinary and we were halfway down the hall before I realized what it was. For the brief instant I'd touched the front of Jen's panties, in addition to being incredibly damp, it felt as smooth as the material against her ass. I had a good feeling about why that was and I knew I was about to find out for sure.

Luckily no one was in the hallway because I was pitching a tent in my pants and I'd bet the color was high in both of our faces. We hustled down the hall and into Jen's room and at the foot of her bed we embraced again and made out as our hands roamed each other's bodies. She went back to rubbing my bulge and my hands were under her skirt massaging her ass again. Wanting to find out if my suspicions were accurate, I broke off our kiss and dropped to my knees telling Jen I was going to take care of her. My hands were still under her skirt and moved to the sides of her panties so I could pull them down. I tossed them aside once she'd stepped out of them then raised the hem of her skirt. I was more than pleased to see that I was right - her pussy was shaved completely smooth.

I leaned in and lapped at her hairless pussy, tasting her pungent secretions and causing her to let out a happy sounding moan. I was limited in what I could accomplish in this position so I backed Jen up and had her sit on the edge of the bed. She laid back and I flipped her skirt up around her waist. I ran my hands over the hairless area between her legs and it felt so soft and smooth that I figured she must have shaved it right before dinner, which meant she'd had this planned at least since then. Touching her pussy I could feel how incredibly wet she was so I moved in and started licking up her juices, savoring the taste. This seemed to please her as she let out another moan and dropped her hands onto my head, running her fingers through my hair. At first, I was trying to scoop up all of fluid with my tongue, but she was flowing like a fountain and I couldn't keep up. I decided instead to work on her clit and slip a finger in and out of her slippery hole. I started sucking her clit and gently flicking it with my tongue while my free hand roamed the soft, bare flesh around her pussy. After eight months, I didn't expect it to take very long for Jen to cum and I was right. It was just minutes from the time my tongue first made contact, that the frequency and pitch of Jen's moans were both increasing and she started thrusting her pelvis toward me. I continued on my course as the short high moans changed to one long one then stopped altogether as she went limp on the bed.

I laid off her clit but licked around the outside of her pussy, still completely enamoured by it and enjoying her juices. I straightened up so I was kneeling before her at the foot of the bed. She was still lying back recovering, eyes closed and arms out, so I took the opportunity to undo my pants and push them down to my knees along with my briefs. She opened her eyes and sat up as I teased her opening with the head of my erect cock. She threw her arms around my neck and we began to make out as I worked my cock into her tight but very slick pussy. As I pushed all the way in, she moaned against my mouth then wrapped her legs around me. I picked her up and stood, my pants dropping to my ankles but my briefs hanging around my knees. Somewhat awkwardly, I got onto the bed on my knees and crawled about halfway up, still buried deep in Jen's sweet pussy. I lowered her onto her back and lay on top of her, leaning down to kiss her as I slowly withdrew my tool almost all of the way. I started fucking her, moving in and out at a moderate pace and not expecting to be able to hold out very long. Jen's pussy felt amazing - tight and slippery - and the only thing that kept me from spewing right away was the awkwardness of still having my briefs around my knees and my pants around my ankles. That's not to say I wasn't experiencing immense pleasure, I just wasn't moving as gracefully as I could have been. It helped my staying power, though, so I was able to fuck Jen longer than I normally would have given my highly excited state. She kept her arms and legs wrapped around me and was pushing her pussy toward me to meet my thrusts. She was moaning continuously as we made out but I didn't think I'd be able to get her to another orgasm. Her fabulous pussy finally overcame my minor distractions and, as my cock swelled, the pleasurable feeling that had been building within me finally focused and I shot my load deep into her.

She dropped her feet to the bed but kept her arms around my neck as I collapsed on top of her. After a few minutes of recovery time, I rolled off of her and sat up to take my shoes off. They were followed by my socks, briefs and pants. Now wearing only a polo shirt, I looked at Jen laying there still in her work clothes but with her skirt pushed up around her waist and my cum running out of her shaved pussy. How erotic! I traced my finger up her inner thigh and around her smooth, fleshy pussy, staring transfixed.

"You look like a kid with a new toy," Jen said, bringing me out of my daze. I smiled sheepishly, and probably blushed, then leaned forward to kiss her, running my finger between her lips and over her clit before my hand moved up to land on her breast as our lips met. I could palm her entire breast and felt the bump of her nipple against my hand. Reaching for her waist with both hands, I grabbed her shirt and pulled it up over her head revealing her sports bra. I ran a hand over her flat stomach before sliding it up and under her bra where it was joined by the other hand, one on each breast. She closed her eyes and sighed as I gently caressed her breasts and my palms passed over her erect nipples. Flipping her bra up, I moved my head down to lick and suck her little nipples then pushed the bra up and over her head. I played with her nipples a bit before rolling her over to unzip the back of her skirt. Grabbing it by the hem, I pulled the short skirt down her legs and off, leaving her face down and naked. I ran my hands up the backs of her legs to her ass and massaged her cheeks then leaned down and planted kisses on each one. I started kissing my way up her back as I slipped a finger between her cheeks and felt the slipperiness of my cum which had collected there. My cum was an ideal lubricant so I applied a little pressure to her anus with my fingertip and it slipped right in. She made a slight noise of surprise and pleasure and jerked slightly, but didn't stop me. Still continuing toward her shoulders with my kisses, I was sliding my finger in almost to the second knuckle and back out again. I knew at this point that either that night or later that week, I'd be pushing my fat cock into her tight little asshole. The thought caused increased blood flow to my prick, which twitched in my lap.

With my finger still pumping in and out of her asshole, I had reached Jen's neck and was planting kisses on it. She rolled slightly away from me and raised her head to look at me then let out a laugh seeing me naked except for my shirt, my growing penis peeking out from beneath it.

"Let's get you out of this," she said, reaching for my shirt. I had to remove my finger in order to raise my arms, then she pulled my shirt over my head. I was flattered when she let out sort of an "ooh" upon seeing my body. I work out just enough to look good with my shirt off but I'm still a far cry from the guys you see on the cover of Men's Health. She pushed me onto my back and started kissing from my lips to my neck and down my chest. Her hand slipped down to grasp my cock, which was by now about half-erect. As she worked her way downward, she stroked my growing cock and gently fondled my balls. By the time she got to my lower abdomen, she had positioned herself between my legs and continued to pump my three-quarters staff cock as she lowered her mouth onto it. Her hot, wet mouth slid up and down my rod as she brought me to full erection in a matter of a few passes. She didn't stop, though, and continued to engulf me as her tongue swirled around me. She paused only to lick my balls and run her tongue up the underside before sucking me back in. Once my prick felt like it was harder than steel, she crawled up my body and, as I grabbed the back of her head to bring her in for a kiss, she was reaching behind herself to guide my tool into her tight, slippery, hot depths. She pushed backwards, impaling herself, and let out a moan.

With her hands on my chest, Jen began to ride me - up and down, back and forth. She positioned herself more upright so I wasn't able to continue kissing her and her boobs were too small for me to suck her nipples without raising myself up considerably, so I just lay back with my hands on her hips and looked up at the various expressions crossing her face. My hands occasionally ran up to play with her nipples or slipped around to grip her ass but mostly I just enjoyed the feeling of Jen's pussy sliding up and down my cock. Her eyelids, half closed, fluttered as her eyes rolled upward and her pace of her breathing increased. I hoped this meant she was close to another orgasm because I could feel one building within me and I didn't want to leave her high and dry. Her quick breathing became more of a moaning or grunting and she was really slamming herself down on me as my orgasm came dangerously close to erupting. Suddenly, she cried out at the same time her pussy felt unbelievably wetter and began convulsing around my cock. A couple more pumps on my behalf and I was emptying my nuts into her as an overwhelming sense of pleasure overtook my entire body. After a blissful eternity, she collapsed on top of me and we stopped moving.

She eventually slid off to my side and lay next to me with her arm draped across my chest. As I looked down her naked form, I couldn't help but be astounded that I was actually lying in a bed in the same hotel a week later, naked with a different one of my coworkers. I never in a million years would have believed, or even imagined, it would happen and I never expected it to happen again no matter who else joined me in Las Vegas on future business trips. Jen and I had an amazing week, rivaled only by the previous week with Laura. We were also considerably more successful at continuing to indulge in each other back at the home office, mainly thanks to Jen's creativity in finding opportunities and locations.

I couldn't help but wonder what would have happened had the three of us been sent to Las Vegas together...



Viva Las Vegas Ch. 02



Again, the story is true. Names are changed and some of the more boring stuff is left out, but all true.

*

I take a long, deep swig of my gin and tonic and stretch my rubbery legs out under the table. I'm sitting in a swingers club in Las Vegas. I have a sarong around my waist that is literally open to my hip. Nothing else. My DDD breasts are proudly on display and my hair is damp from the hot tub and wild from the railing that I had just received from my boyfriend and two large black men. I look at James and ask him if he's ok. This is our first trip to a swingers club and as we have only been dating 10 months, this is certainly the first time we have introduced others to our sex life. As for me, it is the first time I've ever had more than one man. It was heavenly delicious. I look into his blue eyes and see that when he tells me we're ok, he means it. 

I see Dan from across the room. Dan is an older man, mid-to-late forties to my late twenties. He is very shy, very sweet and has been talking to us most of the night. A large man that probably was in some kind sports when he was younger but now that he focuses on his career and has gotten older, he has gone soft. His brown eyes are like melting chocolate and his voice washes over your body as a lake gently laps over its shore. He sits at our table and even though I am sure he was in the room just moments before watching me getting rammed by three men, and I am completely topless, he looks me in the eye and we discuss everything but sex. He discusses military policies with James and travel with me. I drink deeply and allow my body to relax while listening to them talk. I finally look into Dan's eyes and and say, "would you like to go back into a room with us, Dan?" He nods his answer and I grab up my drink and lead the way. 

We return to the same room and this time I make sure the door is shut firmly behind us. I lay back onto my back and grab at James. He is on his knees to the left of my head and his hard cock slides easily into my mouth. I release all pressure with my mouth and his dick naturally slides out. I purse my lips and start sucking and bring him back in. I hear Dan to my right and I sit up on the edge of the bed. I grab his dick and suck it into my mouth. He's not as large as James but loving cock as I do, each dick is wonderful. I love that I can suck the entire thing into my mouth without gagging or needing to use my hand to enclose the base that doesn't quite fit. I lay back down and with a hand on each dick I ask if they will both suck my nipples. My head falls back and my eyes close. The last thing I see is their heads dipping down in unison toward my tits. I then feel four hands on my body. Two hands on each huge breast, holding it up while two tentative tongues reach out to lick the surprisingly small rosy tips. James releases one hand and brings it down to my clit. His finger slides into me and his thumb begins to rub in a circular motion on my clit. I grab both heads and press them into my nipples while bucking my hips upward to get a deeper penetration. The orgasm hits me suddenly and violently starting in my nipples and shooting down into my abdomen. Little ripples of orgasm aftershocks rack my body and I gasp in little bursts trying to breathe. 

Dan and James slowly lift their heads and look at me. James gently removes his finger and comes back up to his knees. I put my hands around Dan's bulk and guide him on top of me. I guide his dick inside of my dripping cunt and immediately sigh as he slides into me. Once Dan is inside of me I look again for James. I need his dick in my hand, in my mouth. Dan starts to pull out and push back in; in the timeless rhythm that is undeniably sex. I feel my pussy contracting around his dick. His dick is like an aloe balm on a sunburn after the fucking I had gotten not 30 minutes before. Where that experience was violent, raw, worthy of any gang bang porno, this is sweet, gentle. Or so it starts out. Before long I am bucking my hips, sucking on James' dick as if it is the antidote for Ebola and twisting my own nipple. My screams are muffled by the dick in my mouth and I feel Dan getting harder inside of me. I look up and hold his face in my hands. I tell him how amazing he feels, how cute he is. I buck my hips once more and scream as an orgasm rips through my body. I feel his dick twitch and I know that he cumming inside of me. He sits up and his dick slides out of me. 

James gets on top of me and I see Dan standing up and cleaning his dick off. James has his lips on my neck and I feel his dick slide in where Dan just vacated. He looks over his shoulder and asks Dan to give us some privacy. Dan agrees and wraps his towel back around his waist and leaves. James and I have had an amazing sex life since the first day we met and tonight is no different. His dick has the perfect upward curve that literally seems as if someone took a mold of my insides and made a dick just for me. He lays fully on top of me as he fucks me with long, hard and quick strokes that perfectly hits every single "spot" I have inside of me. I am immediately screaming and clawing his back, the sheets, the wall, anything I can get my hands on. He dips his head down and starts sucking my nipple. "Bite me!" I scream and I feel his teeth nipping on me as he continues to suck on me harder. He starts fucking me faster and harder and I continue to scream. "Oh baby, I am going to squirt all over your cock!" I scream and I feel the build up reach the breaking point. I feel my pussy get heavy and full and then suddenly I feel it squirting out of me all over his dick. I'd never squirted before James and while it doesn't happen everyday it does happen on a regular basis. Generally it is a quick squirt and then it is over. Not this time. I continue to squirt as he continues to fuck me. What seems like hours later the flow stops and I cum around his dick so hard I stop breathing. I have been screaming this whole time and I scream even louder as this last orgasm literally shakes my body and I tense up. My toes curl, my stomach is clenched and my ass is rock hard. 

I try to catch my breath as I slowly release my body from it's post sex rigidity. James rests his forehead on my neck and doesn't leave my body right away. We look into each other's eyes and again check in. We both ok? Yes...yes, we decide we are. He looks at me with that beautiful quirky smile he has and says, "I'm still the only one that can make you squirt...so we're fine!" I laugh as he rolls off of me and I assess the damage. There is a huge puddle in the center of the bed. I tie my sarong back on and grab my drink again. We head back to the bar laughing and joking about my soaking the bed. The bartender refreshes our drinks and assures me that the bed is fine. He then looks at us and says there is a woman interested in 'playing' with us but she is shy. She's in the hot tub and if we simply go in and tell her to come to a room with us she will. I look at James and I can see that I don't even have to ask.

We head into the hot tub room and immediately head for Linda. We've spoken to her before in the night, so we know her name. We agree that she didn't seem interested, but we'll see what she says. I tell her that we want to go to a room with her and she perks up. She shakes her head yes and immediately gets out of the tub. She follows us back to our same room and this time I have the pleasure of not being the one on my back. 

Linda as we've learned from the conversations we've had with her over the course of the night, is married, not born in America, been swinging for about 9 years, and certainly older than the two of us. We'd guess in her 50's somewhere but obviously not about to ask. While time has certainly touched her body it has not been cruel. Her C cup breasts are still full and her nipples are still rosy and pert. She leans back and opens her legs. I lay down on the bed between her legs and ask James to show me what he does. He opens up her vaginal lips and shows me how he uses the broad part of his tongue to press her clit. I gently insert one finger inside of her as he continues to demonstrate how to lick, suck and excite a pussy. She is literally squirming on the bed when James sits up. I move over to her side and ask her if my boyfriend can fuck her. She nods her head and James moves between her legs. He is up on his knees and grabs her hips and pulls her pussy to him. He guides his dick in and I can see the mutual look of pleasure on their faces. I reach down to grab her tit and suck her nipple into my mouth. My eyes close involuntarily and I moan at the exquisite feeling of a woman's nipple in my mouth. I love a woman's body. I love the taste and smell of their pussy, the warm and supple feel of their tit in my hands and my mouth. I open my eyes and see James working himself in and out of her pussy. He abruptly pulls out and goes back down for a second helping of her. I keep a hand on her tit and bring my face down by his. He lifts his face up and I kiss him deeply. I can taste and smell her on his face. I lick his lips and make sure not a drop of her is left on him before I allow him to move away. He sits up and rams his dick back inside of her. I lean over her body and lap up the juices that are coming out of her as James continues to fuck her. He continues to fuck her while I suck, lick, and kiss anything I can reach. Soon she is begging us to stop as countless orgasms have ripped through her body already.

James pulls out and asks if he can have one more thing...he wants her to sit on his face while I ride his cock. She quickly agrees and James lies back. I straddle his hips and lower myself down on his beautiful cock. She straddles his face and almost immediately she starts to scream. She reaches out and grabs my boobs and starts tweaking them. I grab hers in return and I can feel my orgasm building as well. Soon we are both screaming as James' tongue is working on her clit in a feverish tempo and I am riding myself on his cock so hard my jaw is rattling. We hold each other up as we both cum and continue to hold onto to each other's breasts. Our foreheads meet and we look into each other's eyes as we watch our mutual orgasms sweep our bodies. We allow our bodies to go limp while holding each other up. Underneath us James is reluctant to stop. I let Linda know that if she wants him to stop then she must tell him as his 24 year old energy can go all night. We swing off of Jame's body and I lay down for just a second to catch my breath. James is lying next to me with stars in his eyes when we hear a heavy knock on the door telling us that the club is closing for the night. Linda already has her towel back around her waist and is standing by the door. When we have retrieved our drinks, our towels, sarongs and anything else we brought in, she kisses us each in turn and thanks us for a wonderful time. We quickly assure her that it is us that wants to thank her and we all leave the room. 

Everyone at the club is getting dressed, the employees are cleaning up and discussing the night. I drag my satiated, tired body to the locker that holds my clothing. I step into my jeans and push my breasts into a bra. I slide my feet into my heels and pull a shirt over my head. We walk out into the cool night and see our cab waiting for us. On our way out people ask how our visit was, invite us to come back again and while we had decided that we would discuss whether or not we were willing to return once we were alone we look at each other and together say, "yes...don't worry, we'll be back!"



Viva Last Vegas



This memory is a continuation of an experience between friends that turned into lovers. Our first experience is captured in The Business Trip 

Viva Las Vegas

After the trip to New York, Alison and I both returned to the office and things between us essentially went back to normal. We'd share flirty glances and smiles from time to time and I'd always tell her when I liked the pants she was wearing (and I'm pretty sure she knew that was code for "your ass looks great in those pants") but we simply went back to being friends. There was energy there but I think we both looked at the experience for what it was and decided to leave it in New York (but on a side note, she did read my first submission of our adventures and she completely approved).

While we both did indeed go back to our pre-New York lives following the trip, to say that neither of us remembered what happened wouldn't be true. To this day it remains one of the most erotic, sensual and completely unexpected sexual experiences of my life and I am happy that it had happened. 

It is an exciting memory for me and the truth is that I've masturbated thinking about Alison and the sex we had in that hotel room on many occasions. To this day, the thought of what we did together immediately makes me horny. It was about sex, for both of us, and about realizing a fantasy when the opportunity presented itself.

While I knew that I wasn't in love with Alison, I was perfectly fine admitting that I was completely in lust with her. In certain moments, I thought about kissing her, I thought about going down on her and I generally always came quickly when I thought about our 69 that night (and our second one on the last night, too).

But when all was said and done, we were both happily married and, at least for myself, what happened on that business trip was simply turning a long-time sexual fantasy into reality. And great for me, my fantasy life continued to reap the benefits from it with the great memory that I got to play back in my head! It was amazing and sexy and wonderful and everything that I hoped it would be. I didn't have any regrets about it—but I also knew that it was a one-time thing and that it wouldn't happen again.

Until it did.

A little over a year after our trip, one of the women in our office, Laura, sent some of the other girls an email to see if we were interested in getting away for a girls' weekend to Las Vegas. She had never been and decided that she was going to plan a trip and then see who else wanted to go. I'd been to Vegas a few times before and really found nothing special about it—but I was completely up for leaving my kid with my husband to sit by a pool, drink fruity drinks, eat well and take in a show or two. I responded to the email with a hearty "Yes, please!"

Six of us ultimately responded and we talked calendars and finally zeroed in on a three-day weekend that was just about a month away. Laura offered to organize the hotel rooms via email and wrote that we'd reserve three rooms and double up in each.

I sat at my desk, looking at the email on my screen that I'd just authored, fidgeting in my chair and deciding whether or not I should actually send it. While we'd be in a group this time, Alison and I were going out of town together again—and I was into it. The thought of it and of her, combined with the pictures in my head from New York, put butterflies back in my stomach and a shake in my hand as my fingers hit send.

"Want to be roommates?"

I sat nervously at my computer, wandering in and out of panic and hope and 'oh God I shouldn't have sent that' as I waited for her response. It seemed like it took forever and I started to wish I hadn't written the email in the first place. 

"Yes!" she finally wrote back and I smiled, as my mind went back to that hotel room in New York, and my stomach dropped at the possible chance that Alison and I could be intimate again.

It seemed like the next four weeks lasted a thousand years and I was counting the days until Vegas. I was looking forward to getting away from my reality for a couple of days but, and quite candidly, I was also looking forward to sharing a hotel room with Alison again. I didn't know if she felt the same way but I was obviously hoping that she did.

Finally the weekend was in front of us and we readily made plans to carpool to the airport and talked about which show we'd buy tickets for and what we'd all do during the day. We all agreed that we'd spend a good part of the weekend sitting by the pool and having drinks and eating food that we probably shouldn't be eating. They were all really fun girls and, based simply on how excited everyone was, I knew that we were going to have a good time.

The Southwest flight was full but we all sat relatively close together. I ended up sitting next to Laura, Alison was with Julie, and Lisa was with Katie. We started the weekend with drinks on the flight and everyone was in a great mood.

We landed, claimed bags and all jumped into a taxi van as we made our way from the airport to the strip, giggling, teasing each other and laughing as we talked about checking in, changing into bikinis, and planting ourselves by the pool.

We arrived at the hotel and waited in a very short line, checking in two at a time and heading to the elevators in pairs, with the agreement that we'd meet down at the pool in 15 minutes.

Alison and I walked from the elevator to the room, making small talk and looking ahead to the rest of the day. I was nervous with anticipation as we made our way down the hall, to the hotel room that I was personally hoping would become "that hot memory from Las Vegas."

She opened the door and we walked inside, with both of us letting out a good laugh upon seeing two queen beds in the room.

"I guess we're safe in this room, right?" she said with what seemed to be a bit of a nervous laugh. "We each get our own bed..."

"Yea," I said back, laughing. "We'll be forced to behave ourselves this time!" 

We both started to get organized and Alison pulled her bag onto her bed and unzipped it, pushing her hands through it while she fished out her bikini.

I went through mine, too, pulling out my bright red suit and pulling my t-shirt over my head. I slid my shorts off, too, standing there in my bra and underwear as Alison continued to look for her suit.

She finally pulled a little black bikini out and my heart started to beat in anticipation of her pulling off her clothes and changing in front of me. It had been just over a year since I'd seen Alison naked and I was dying to recharge my fantasy with a new image. 

But, a bit to my surprise, she gathered her suit, turned and smiled at me in my bra and underwear and walked past me to the bathroom, where I heard the door click shut.

To be honest, I was a little bit disappointed that she hadn't picked up where we left off on our last trip. I started to wonder that, perhaps, our exchange in New York was a distant memory for her and maybe she had crossed that off her bucket list and had no intention of going there with me again. I hoped that wasn't the case but I committed then and there to have a great weekend regardless of whether or not Alison wanted to get together with me again.

I turned to the mirror, unclasped my bra and slid my panties off as I ran my hand across the short pubic hairs that I'd trimmed close the night before. I looked at my naked body in the mirror, turning to the side and admiring my tan skin and feeling pleased that, finally, after having a baby and putting in a lot of work, I felt like I was in good shape again. I slid my bikini bottoms on and then the top and pulled a tunic over my head.

"Ready?" Alison said to me as she came out of the bathroom wearing a white cover-up over her bikini.

"I am," I said back. "Ready for the pool, some sun and a nice cocktail—not necessarily in that order!" I said, laughing.

"True story my friend."

When we arrived at the pool the other four girls were already there and had claimed some chairs for us. I put my bag down and went to grab a towel, offering to get one for Alison, too.

When I came back Alison had already peeled off her cover and was standing there in sunglasses and her tiny black bikini. She looked really good and her body had become even more toned since I'd last seen it. Her legs were lean and muscular and her butt was to die for, and I tried really hard not to stare!

I threw her towel on her chair and kicked my flip-flops off, as I reached to pull off my tunic and bent over to shake out my hair.

"Damn, Kari," said Julie. "When did you get so hot?"

"Whaaat?" I said laughing. "What do you mean?!"

"Your body...it looks amazing, have you been working out?"

"I have," I said proudly. "And eating better and everything else that I should have been doing a long time ago."

"Well you look great," she said.

"Thanks!"

The sun was hot and the pool felt good and we each jumped in and out of it every half-hour or so. Alison was in my line of sight every time she'd get in and out of the water and I found myself staring at her body, with my head wandering back to the room in New York as I continued to play voyeur behind my sunglasses. Her butt looked perfect in that suit and not only was I jealous but the sexual distraction of her in a bikini was almost too much to take. It was hard not to imagine taking those bottoms off of her.

When I felt myself starting to get wet at the scene that was beginning to play out in my head, I knew I had to get up and dive in the pool, distracting myself from a fantasy that for sure wasn't going to be realized in this setting.

After a few hours and a few drinks by the pool, we all started collaborating on the night's plan. We'd go to the early Cirque show and then have dinner on the strip, with a nightclub and dancing to follow. Pretty sure we'd be doing a bit of drinking, too!

Alison and Julie were elected to go get us show tickets while the rest of us went back up to our rooms for showers and costume changes. 

When I made it back in the room, I was tempted to look through Alison's bag to see what kind of sexy panties she'd be wearing this weekend but then I thought better of it. And as much as I wanted to strip and lay down on that bed to get myself off, I decided that I didn't know how quickly she'd return and that I was better off following the shower plan.

I took my shower and heard Alison come into the room just as I was finishing up. I wrapped a towel around me and came out of the bathroom, walking past Alison to my bed and bag.

"I've seen this movie before," she laughed, as I walked past her to get my clothes.

"Ha-ha. Did you get the tickets?" I asked her, as I pulled my panties and bra from my duffel.

"We did...and we got really good seats, too!" she said excitedly.

"Excellent," I agreed.

"OK, I need to take a shower and not make us all late," she said as she quickly gathered her clothes and disappeared into the bathroom, as I heard the door close behind her.

Her "movie" line referenced our New York adventure but, for whatever reason, she just didn't seem into it this time—and that was OK. It was a let down but certainly not a deal-breaker, as sex with Alison on this trip would have been the icing, but certainly not the entire cake. I put the thought of all of it out of my mind and made the decision to have fun that night, even if nothing was going to happen between Alison and I.

I put on a tight red shirt and a billowy skirt that stopped just above my knees, while I brushed my hair and slipped into my shoes. I twirled in front of the mirror a few times, smiling a deciding smile that I looked really good.

"Hey, Alison?" I said, cracking the bathroom door slightly to the sound of a running shower.

"Yea?" she replied.

"I'm going to meet Katie in the bar...come down there when you're ready, OK?"

"OK," she said back as I pulled the door closed and headed towards the elevator.

The show was really good and with the cocktails added in, we were all having a lot of fun. We walked along the strip to dinner and quickly found our way into the restaurant, securing a horseshoe shaped booth that fit all of us comfortably.

I was hungry and, more importantly, thirsty and I ordered a glass of cab and we all collaborated a bunch of different appetizers. The mood was fun and easy and we were all laughing, ordering more drinks and eating some really good food. 

I was in the bottom of the horseshoe, with Laura on my right starting around the curve and Alison directly on my left, sharing the bottom of the 'U' with me. We were all having a good time and the restaurant was full and loud—pretty much what you'd expect from a dinner in Vegas!

I was even OK that it appeared that we were now friends without benefits; Alison was a friend before anything else and I was happy that she was sitting next to me and that we were able to talk more than we had up until that point.

"Show? Yes? Good?" I asked.

"Other than the fact that those performers are all completely crazy, it was great," she laughed.

"I was thinking that the whole time! And they do that every night! It's insanity!"

"Entirely. It was fun, though," she said.

"Agree."

We continued our small talk as more food continued arriving and then Tequila shots courtesy of Lisa greeted us as we all toasted each other and tipped them back. The food was everywhere and our table was getting loud as more and more drinks filled all of us and we continued to laugh and have fun.

Rather innocently, and completely without intent, I let my legs drift open a bit and my bare left knee almost immediately and gently bumped into Alison's bare knee. I left it there, even pushing slightly against her knee as we all continued to eat. I felt her push her leg into mine and I turned to her and smiled, while she grinned a little smile back at me as our knees continued to lean against each other. 

I was admittedly pretty buzzed but reached in front of me for the bottle of wine anyway, as I poured myself another glass and turned to Alison with the bottle in my hand.

"More?" I said as I reached the bottle towards her glass, as my body began to beat with energy.

"Probably not a good idea but yes," she said with a smile.

"I think it's a great idea," I said with a smirk, as I tipped the bottle into her glass.

"I bet you do, roomie," she said back quietly, narrowing her eyes on me with a smile of her own.

Suddenly and gently, I felt her hand reach across my leg and come to rest on my thigh, as her fingers squeezed into my bare skin. Her hand then stretched as the tips of her fingers lightly smoothed over my skin and crept over the top of my leg and to my inner thigh.

I almost jumped a bit when she made contact, not expecting to have her hand on my leg. She was doing circles on my thigh with her thumb, as she began moving her hand up my thigh, dragging her fingers across my bare skin as my skirt started to rise as she pushed closer towards my panties. 

I reached my own hand down and squeezed her fingers, partially to touch her skin and partially to get her to stop rubbing my leg—because the wetness under my panties was starting to get serious and we were at a dinner table full of friends who didn't need to know about our little game!

I pulled her hand away from my leg and turned again to look at her, as she held a knowing grin at what she was doing to me. I quietly winked at her, smiling as we both returned to our plates and glasses.

When dinner was over, we paid the bill and went outside to figure out where the next stop was.

"We need to go to the Hard Rock and everyone I asked says that we have to get there before 10 or we'll never get in," Julie directed. 

"We'll it's 9:30 so we should go now," chimed in Lisa.

"Works for me," said Katie, which was the general consensus of the group as we made out way towards the taxi stand.

"Uh, small problem," Alison said as we all stopped and turned around. "I forgot my ID in the room! I'm so sorry—I can just meet you all there."

Everyone paused as their drunk minds tried to absorb the information and figure out what to do next.

"You don't need to go alone...I'll go back with you," I volunteered. "Alison and I will jump in a cab and meet everyone there in a little bit....no big deal."

"Are you sure, Kari?" she asked me rhetorically.

"Yes, it's fine and I'm sure—you guys go."

With that, Alison and I jumped into a cab and made a u-turn to head back to the hotel.

"You really didn't have to come with me," she said to me. "I feel bad."

"Oh please, " I responded. "You knew I was coming with you when you said it," I laughed.

"Ha!" she laughed. "Well, thanks anyway. I appreciate the company," she said as she reached over and put her hand on top of mine.

"What are you trying to do to me?!" I asked her with a playful laugh. "You touch my leg at dinner and now my hand in the cab—you're going to get attacked if you're not careful," I said to her.

"Promise?" she smiled deviously back at me.

"Be careful or you're going to make us late," I said, knowing that I was OK if she actually did make us late.

"Uh-huh. Promise?" she said again, smiling as she leaned her head closer to mine.

The cab pulled up in front of the hotel and we paid the driver and came out curbside. We were both pretty buzzed and laughing at the driver who had the worst toupee in history and we walked into the lobby, bumping into each other and holding one-another forward as we swerved to the elevator. The doors opened to empty and we walked in.

We both pressed against the back wall and stood next to each other in the elevator—perhaps a little closer than friends would be and a little farther apart than lovers would stand, with the backs of our hands just slightly and occasionally brushing against each other. 

The energy created from the on-going contact between us was quietly spreading through my body. It wasn't overwhelming or quiet, but more like a slow and deliberate burn that continued to grow.

I shifted to my right and leaned even closer to her, as she took my hand in hers and pulled our shoulders together. She then turned to me so we were facing each other.

"Hmmm, I think I might be drunk," she said, as her hand re-gripped mine and she squared herself to me.

"And is that good or bad?" I said quietly, as our faces leaned in towards each other.

We leaned in closer to each other and my lips parted slightly and I watched hers do the same but then I stopped, tip-toeing in the excitement before our mouths actually touched. I waited a few seconds as we tilted our heads and I took the air that was slowly drifting out of her mouth until our breathing synchronized, and we were heaving at the same time. We leaned in closer as our lips started to touch.

"DING!" went the elevator as we stopped and quickly pulled apart, as the door slowly opened to a laughing middle-aged couple. We loosened our grips and pulled our shoulders away from each other, pretending that we hadn't been doing anything out of the ordinary. They stepped in and Alison and I exchanged a smiling glance, as both of us looked away and to our fidgeting feet as the ride resumed.

We arrived at our floor and the doors opened again, as we stepped out and I took Alison's hand, while we swung our arms like kids and laughed down the hallway towards our room.

I opened the door with my card and we both walked in, with me turning around the second I heard the door close—before we even made it out of the entry way.

I put my hands on her sides and used my arms and my pelvis to push her up against the wall, slowly leaning into her and whispering "can I kiss you now?" against her mouth. 

I heard her breath rise as she took in air through her mouth and I felt a huge quiver move up inside me and begin to overwhelm my thoughts as she very slightly leaned towards me and our lips gently met. 




Viva Last Vegas



The kiss was slow at first, as our lips barley touched and pulled our bodies closer. I could feel Alison's breathing against my face and our heads turned slightly, as we pretended to find just the right spot to hold our heads before our lips actually pushed hard into each other.

We both gave in at the same time, as our lips pressed against each other and our mouths opened, with one tongue slowly licking across the other, as our erotic embrace played out into a long and slow passionate kiss.

Her tongue explored my mouth and I gently bit on her bottom lip while we pulled each other closer and I felt my pussy tingle and start to come to life with what was happening. Alison's hands were on my back and soon starting passing over my body, as her palms made their way to my skirt and then on top of the skirt and my ass.

"They're right about how good you looked at the pool," Alison said to me as she pulled her lips from mine and cupped her hands tighter on my ass. "I couldn't stop staring at your ass all afternoon."

"Mmmm," I moaned to her as I leaned in and kissed her neck, pulling out to bring my lips back to hers as our tongues met again and twirled inside our mouths.

"I didn't think I'd get to do this with you again," I said to her as I leaned back and met her eyes with mine. "You didn't seem into it like I thought you'd be."

"Well," she said. "I am into it...as evidenced by the fact that I think I got myself off almost every night for the past week just thinking about sharing a hotel room with you again...I was just trying to be careful not to be too obvious because I knew I'd be completely willing to spend the entire weekend fucking you in our hotel room if we weren't careful."

"We're not going to the Hard Rock, are we?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"No, we're not—and my ID is in my back pocket" she said as she leaned in again and put her tongue back into my mouth, pulling me closer as our chests pressed against each other.

I pulled my hands from around her and leaned slightly back, reaching them towards her shirt buttons as I slowly began undoing her blouse while we continued to gently yet passionately kiss.

I finished the final button and pushed her shirt from her shoulders, as she stood there kissing me in her bra and perfectly tight jeans. 

"I want you on the bed," I whispered to her in between kisses.

"OK...but I have to pee first," she said. "You and your and your hot ass should meet me there, though," she said teasing, as she pulled away and turned towards the bathroom. 

I turned to the bed with my head spinning and my wet pussy beating. I was completely tuned on and excited at what was happening. Alison and I had been here together before and both of us were ready to do it again. I guess the difference between then and now was that I knew what I wanted this time and felt more confident and planned to pursue it.

I reached under my skirt and quickly pulled my dampening thong off, as I kicked off my shoes and climbed onto the bed, laying on my stomach and my hands, resisting the desire to reach for my clit and run my fingers through my pussy.

"You really are going to give me your ass," I heard Alison say with a laugh as she came around the corner.

"Well, yes, if you want it, but I was trapping my hands so I wouldn't be rubbing myself before you got here," I said. "I'm so fucking turned on right now," I continued as I started to turn over onto my back.

"Wait," she said softly, as I felt her weight climb onto my back and her lips press onto my neck. "I want to undress you."

She reached her hands under my shirt and she pulled it up my body and over my head, as I felt her fingers gently unclasp my bra and slowly slide it out from underneath me. 

She unzipped my skirt and gently pulled it down my legs, putting it next to us on the bed. Suddenly, I was completely naked, as her own bra hit the floor and as she pressed her skin and tits against my back, pressing her lips against my ear and leaving gentle kisses on my neck. She leaned forward around the side of my face and turned my head, as my lips met hers again, as our tongues pushed against each other and we passionately explored the inside of each other's mouths.

She pulled away again and kissed across my cheek, to the side and then the back of my neck, as her pelvis pushed into my butt and her tongue left wetness across my shoulders. She continued to lick her way down, kissing my shoulder blades to the middle of my back, drifting to each side of my torso, sucking, licking and kissing my skin.

"That feels good," I said with closed eyes, as I was relaxed and getting more excited with each kiss that pressed on my back.

She made it to the small of my back, licking across it from side to side, as I felt her move towards the end of the bed and lower on my body. Her hands were under the folds between the tops of my thighs and butt cheeks, as I felt her lips go lower, as she dragged her tongue across my right cheek and then back across my left.

I felt her hand on my pussy, as her fingers lightly brushed against my pubic hair, finally breaking through and into me with her index finger and I spread my legs open slightly as my dripping pussy welcomed her inside me.

I could hear my breathing grow faster, as Alison slowly began sliding her finger in and out of me, while her tongue continued to lick across my butt cheeks and onto the backs of my thighs. Her finger was slow, in and out, as she gently caressed my pussy with her hand and my skin with her lips, as my arms spread out to either side of me and I exhaled as I continued falling deeper into the passion.

Another finger slid inside of me, as I let out an audible moan and opened my legs further while Alison's tongue continued to travel across the backside of my body. Rhythmically, she slid her fingers in and out of me, gently touching my clit with her thumb as she moved her hand back and forth.

I felt her left hand reach around me and then under my stomach, as she pressed up on me and pushed to lift my torso up. I arched my body slightly to give her access, and I felt her tongue circling my inner thighs and teasing across my pussy, while I dripped desire onto the sheets.

After what seemed like forever, I felt her tongue gently brush the top of my opening, as her two fingers continued to slide in and out of me. I could feel the skin of her forehead against me and the heat of her breath on my flesh, as her tongue traced tiny circles across my pussy and my moans became louder. 

She pulled her fingers out of me and cupped my pussy with her hand, sliding her thumb inside of me and turning it in circles. She pulled it out and ran her hand back up my vulva, breaking the opening again with her fingers as she slid her slippery hands across my backside, coating me in my own wetness and juices. 

The thick part of her tongue continued to lick me up and down and then higher again to my cheeks, back down to my pussy and then gently, yet purposely, across my taint and on to my butthole. 

Her mouth stayed there and I felt her two fingers gently slide back into me as her tongue slowed down and she very gently began to rim me.

It felt as erotic and amazing as anything I'd ever felt before sexually. Don't get me wrong: I'd had anal sex on more than one occasion and was generally good with it but had never had someone lick me there in such a sensuous way. Her tongue was soft and sexy and the pressure on that part of my body was nothing short of amazing.

"Oh my god that feels so good, Alison—please don't stop," I said as her fingers picked up speed in and out of me and as I pushed my ass further into the air, while her tongue excitedly licked across my butthole.

I felt her hand push my cheek to the side, as she licked me up and down, across my asshole and taint and I pushed my butt up higher, opening myself up to her mouth and inviting her tongue to do more.

Her fingers came out of me and again cupped my pussy, as her thumb found it's way back inside and her tongue again traveled back down to my pussy. She gave a final long lick from top to bottom and I felt her climbing up my back, finally pressing her naked chest into me as she gently kissed the side of my neck.

"Was that ok?" she asked quietly. "It just kind of happened so I went with it. I hope it didn't weird you out."

"Are you kidding? It was more than OK," I responded. "That was incredible and more erotic that anything I've ever done. I'm so fucking turned on by you."

I slowly began to turn over underneath her, as she repositioned herself until I was on my back, and she leaned in to kiss me. Our tongues were slow, sexy and electric, with my arms around her naked back and her hand on my face, caressing my skin as we continued to kiss.

"It's my turn to devour you," I said smiling.

"Please do," she smiled back, as she slid off of me and we switched positions. 

I kissed her on the mouth again, sliding down from her lips to her neck as I licked and sucked her skin, with my hand sliding down her chest and onto her right nipple. I pinched it and she jumped, opening her mouth with a moan that told me she liked the pressure. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and index finger as I continued to bathe her neck and ears with my mouth.

I moved down her chest, circling her nipple with my lips and tongue, teasing her erect tits while she began to move and squirm underneath me. My mouth found her nipple and I ran my tongue across it. I could feel it stand even further at attention in my mouth, as I alternated between licking it, flicking the nipple back and forth with my tongue, letting it pop out of my mouth, and then pulling it back in and sucking it deeply.

I took my right hand and moved it down to her pants, pushing my palm into her clothes covered pussy as I heard her let out a "mmm" from her throat. I could sense the moisture through her pants, as my palm slid across her mound and my lips continued to taste her nipple.

I pulled my mouth from her chest and sat up, bringing my hands to the front of her shorts where I unsnapped the button and pulled her zipper down as she tried to hurry the process up by scooting her body up the bed.

I pulled her shorts down slowly across her thighs and then off her ankles, as her purple panties showed the drenched stain of her desire across their front.

"What do you think," I teased. "Should I take these off of you?

"Oh God, Kari, please fuck me," she said to me passionately. "I want you to fuck me however you want."

I slid her panties down to find her pussy drenched in her juices. I put my fingers across her clit as I again leaned forward, taking her nipple in my mouth again while I continued to rub her pussy with my hand.

Her nipple was back at attention as I slid the first finger inside of her and heard her exhale a breath as it slid all the way in to the bottom of my knuckle. I picked up my pace on her nipple, pulling my head back and puckering my lips, with her nipple in my mouth like a straw, popping out into the warm air, and then back inside again.

I slid my second finger in, moving it back and forth, slowly and rhythmically as I felt her legs spread wider and draw my hand in further.

Her chest was soaked with my saliva as I continued to suck her nipples, gently nibbling them with my teeth and biting down softly, and then a bit harder, when I heard her breathing pick up.

My fingers began to move faster in and out of her, as my thumb went to work pressing against and circling her clit. In and out in and out my soaked fingers went, sliding effortlessly inside of her, with her hand on the back of my head and my mouth still glued to her nipples.

"I have to taste you again," I said to her in a whisper as my chin led me towards her pussy. 

I licked my way down her body, across her stomach and hips, to the tops of her thighs and back again. I pushed her right thigh out with my hand to spread her wider and very slowly dragged my tongue across her pussy, as the familiar and tangy taste of her bits once again filled my mouth and nose. 

She was dripping wet as I went to work on her, licking her up and down and teasing her clit with the tip and then thick part of my tongue.

I reached underneath her left leg and pushed it up, grabbing the right one again in my hand and sending it the same direction, so that her legs were completely open and pushed back, like a butterflies wings.

"Do you remember our motto, Alison?" I said to her as I pulled my mouth back and made eye contact with her.

"Fair is fair," she whispered.

"Fair is fair..." I repeated to her as I pushed her knees back farther towards her chest and shifted her pelvis up.

I leaned my face down and gently slid my tongue across her asshole, as I felt her body turn higher and she quietly squealed. It was an incredibly sensual feeling having my mouth on the ass of a woman, and I happily licked across it over and over, circling the tiny opening with my tongue.

"Oh god...that feels unbelievable," she whispered, as I continued to lap her with my tongue.

After a few minutes I moved back up and again went back to work on her pussy, putting one and then two fingers inside her as I licked and sucked her. Her breathing grew faster and deeper and I could tell that I was on the road to making her come, as she lifted her legs onto my shoulders and spread herself further.

"Keep doing that," she said in a fast voice, as I felt her arching her hips to put her pussy further into my mouth.

I licked directly onto her clit and sped my fingers up inside of her as I tried to bring her to the edge of her orgasm.

"I'm going to come..."

Alison lifted and then tightened her thighs on either side of my face, as her body shook and I felt her start to come as she let out a giant and releasing groan. Her body stiffened, followed by a quiet and vibrating whimpering and long and satisfying squeal that ended with a total collapse, as her body relaxed and she melted back onto the bed. 

Alison was breathing so hard that she couldn't talk and we just lay there for a couple of minutes catching our breaths. I rolled back up her body and gave her a deep kiss, with my face still glimmering and my lips still dripping with her pussy juice. 

"That was amazing," she said quietly. "Thank you."

"Mmmm, thank you," I said back to her.

"I want to make you come," she said to me, as she leaned forward and pecked me gently on the lips.

"I'm not going to stop you," I laughed as I leaned in and kissed her back.

"What will make you come?"

"I don't think it will take much as this point," I responded. "Honestly, I love being on top when we 69. I get myself off thinking about that all the time."

"Let's do that...," she said back to me. "If we're being honest, I loved it when you sat on my face...I was so turned on by it..."

"Oh yes, please," I smiled, as I leaned in to kiss her again and then to turn my body around.

I swung my leg over the top of her and slowly lowered myself on her face while her hands reached around me and grabbed onto my ass, immediately pulling me down on her mouth.

I leaned my face down and buried in her pussy, with her juices flowing everywhere and they immediately soaked my mouth and nose while my tongue went inside of her and began licking her from top to bottom.

Her own tongue found my still wet pussy, too, and she buried it inside, spreading my ass with her hands while she licked across me. We went back and forth for a few minutes, sucking and kissing each other's pussies and soaking each other with our juices.

I felt her pull away from me, as she kissed my inner thighs and ass, finally caressing the flesh on my butt as I heard her say: "Sit on me, Kari."

I lifted my face from her and used my hands to push myself off the bed, as I immediately flipped my leg back over to face her and slid my hips up her torso, pulling myself across her chest and pushing my pussy across her neck and to her face—so she that was looking directly at it.

"Can we try it this way?" I asked as I leaned back on her and onto the balls of my feet as I began pressing my trimmed pussy against her mouth.

"Mmmmm," she said in the back of her throat as her mouth opened and pushed against me, with the middle of her tongue finding my clit almost immediately and dragging itself across my entire pussy, her hands wrapping around me and onto my ass, as she pulled me harder against her mouth.

Her mouth felt amazing on me and her eyes opened, and she looked up at me with a lustfully incoherent expression. We made eye contact and my chest heaved while my hips moved gently back and forth, as I pushed my pussy harder into her mouth, with my butt lifting off her chest and my knees lowering on either side of her face.

She was licking me everywhere and I could feel how excited she was, with her face energetically pushing against my pussy and her mouth devouring me back and forth, while my juices leaked down the sides of her face and her hands on my ass held me forward firmly.

She pressed into me and zeroed in on my clit and began using the tip of her tongue with consistent, long flicks that immediately signaled my orgasm was on its way.

I was beyond turned on and began thinking about the fact that my pussy was smothering my friend, as I arched my ass higher off her chest and pushed down harder into her face, while she picked up her speed on my clit.

My orgasm started slow but arrived quickly, as I pulled my wet hand from Alison's pussy and reached up to pinch my own nipples as I started to come.

"Oh fuck, Alison," I said as it hit me, finally pulling my hands from my nipples as my legs started shaking and I began to lose my balance. The orgasm was long and intense, and Alison stayed loyal to my clit, licking and sucking it quickly with her tongue while my entire body started to shake and I had to firmly grab the bed underneath her head to keep from falling.

"Ahhhhhhhh yeeeessssssss" I heard myself squealing as I came hard on Alison's face, while she continued to press my clit with her mouth and let my orgasm ride her.

I collapsed forward on her and she playfully slapped my ass as we pressed together and I slid down her, telling me that she was "two for two" and laughing with me as I turned around and laid across her, so we could kiss again and collapse on one other. We sprawled naked on the bed for a while together and finally fell asleep with the lights on, wrapped into each other all night.

The next morning, Alison got up to check her phone and laughed that she had eight missed calls and even more text messages.

"Pretty sure they think we're dead," I said to her, laughing as we started discussing our alibi.

"Look, we got to the Hard Rock late, the line was forever, and we ended up going to Rain instead. We both accidentally left our phones in the room and that was that."

"Air tight!" she laughed as she jumped back into bed. "Come take a shower with me so I can fuck you again," she whispered to me as she gently reached over to my boob and started pinching my nipple."

"If you insist,' I said with a smile, as I leaned in and kissed her, pulling us both up as we walked our naked bodies to the shower.

When we eventually caught up with everyone at breakfast, we were amazed to learn that our little excuse worked like a charm with the other girls and nobody suspected what we'd spent the night doing. 

The rest of the weekend was as fun as the first night (and Alison and I actually did go out with everyone on the next two nights) and all of us collectively deemed it to be a great trip.

Later that second night, Alison and I talked about what we'd done together as we lay in bed together and ultimately decided that we should turn each other on and admit to ourselves that we'd both be OK if we were to fuck more often. We rationalized that the experiences were good for both of our sex lives at home and decided that while it wouldn't be a regular thing—we'd try to escape once a year and relive our completely satisfying girl/girl fantasies.




Viva Last Vegas



"I lust you my friend," she said to me, just before she went down on me the first time on me that last night.

"Well that's convenient because I am completely in lust with you," I responded back, as we both laughed and pressed against each other in a long and wet kiss.



Viva Newark



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Chapters 1 & 2 are prequels to this story. 

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There was a time once, early in my career after I'd hooked up with a couple of different coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, that I thought it was the magic of that desert city that resulted in those hook-ups. After spending more time in the business and traveling to other cities with other female coworkers, I realized that it had nothing at all to do with the location of the business trip and everything to do with horny, sometimes repressed, women who wanted to let their hair down once they were away from the home office. Take a recent trip to Newark, New Jersey, for example; I don't think anyone who has been to Newark would say that it was magical or prone to inspiring romantic imagery, but the trip still resulted in a very satisfying tryst with my traveling partner.

Experience tells me that, when traveling with a coworker who I know fairly well from my home office, adjacent seats on a flight will often lead to more personal conversations which often lead to more personal encounters in impersonal hotels. When I find myself traveling alone, there are quite often other attendees of a given seminar or training who have also traveled alone and often appear to fear eating alone more than anything in the world. I don't even know how many hook-ups have come as a result of simply asking somebody if they had plans for dinner. It's like there is such a sense of relief at not having to eat alone that they are willing to do just about anything to repay me.

The Newark trip, though, was with a coworker who was a few years younger than me but who I had worked with for several years. I thought we knew each other fairly well but our adjacent seats on the flight from Denver proved that there were a few things that I didn't know about her. I did know that she was thin and blonde with small, perky tits and an ass to die for so I was definitely going to use what I had learned to try to get to know her a lot better physically during the trip. The signs were looking really good by the time we landed and hopped on the shuttle to the hotel so I figured, since the seminar didn't start until the next morning, the night ahead was definitely holding some promise. I wasn't counting my chickens, but I definitely maintained a positive attitude.

Our rooms ended up being across the hall from each other on a relatively high floor and, when I saw the view from my room, I knew her view wouldn't be nearly as nice on the opposite side of the building so I seized my opportunity. Even though we were just steps away from each other, I sent her a text that said "How's your view?" Her reply was "OK. Yours?" I wrote back "NYC. Come see." I went and opened my door just as she was opening hers to step out. She pulled her door shut and I stepped aside to let her walk into my room and she headed right for the window. My view was of the Manhattan skyline and really was pretty spectacular. As I let the door close behind her, I was watching her ass all the way across the room until she was standing at the window, raving about the scenery.

If this was someone I didn't know so well or there was any potential that I had misread the signals during our flight, I wouldn't have even attempted something so bold as what I did next, but I was feeling confident that it would be well received and I was right. Stepping up behind her, I put my hands on her hips and started to kiss her neck, an easy task given her short blonde hair and long, slender neck. She immediately cocked her head to the side to grant me better access, but otherwise didn't move. I slipped my hands up to cup her small, perky tits and felt her hard nipples pressing out, so I gently tweaked them before sliding my hands up under her shirt. I could hear her breathing rate increasing and a few soft gasps escaping, especially as I caressed her nipples through her bra. Once I unfastened the front clasp and my hands were on her bare tits, she actually let out a soft moan.

I loved the soft, smooth feel of her tits, which I had admired at work so often, and my growing cock was starting to press against her ass. I had to believe that she was getting incredibly wet by this point, so I dropped my hands down to the front of her jeans and unbuttoned them, then slid the zipper down. One hand went into her jeans, over the front of her panties, as the other went back up to her tits. Her panties were damp, so I ran my fingertips over her pussy before slipping my hand into them. Her bush was very trim and her pussy was gushing with juices, but I focused on slathering those juices over her clit as she let out a louder moan. Her hips where moving a little bit as I stroked her clit and fondled her tits, still kissing her neck and lightly licking her ears, though I was now alternating sides of her neck.

As I continued to toy with her clit and her nipples, she started to tremble and was breathing hard between moans. I was feeling confident that I'd be slipping my cock into her overflowing pussy and the thought of it made my cock even harder. It was obvious that she was on the verge of cumming, so I knew it wouldn't be much longer. Despite that, I wasn't trying to make her cum quickly; I wanted her to experience the pleasure she was feeling for as long as she could stand it. She ended up bracing herself against the window when her knees tried to give out, but I just kept up what I was doing, glad that she was enjoying it so much. The trembling became shaking as she started to cum and I stopped fondling her tits to help hold her up while my other hand remained inside her panties until she'd finally finished cumming.

When she let out a long, contented sigh, I slipped my hand out of her panties as she turned to face me. Our lips met and our tongues were soon exploring each other's mouth while she dropped a hand down to caress the bulge in my jeans. After a couple of minutes, she suggested that I lie on the bed and let her undress me. She didn't bother refastening her own jeans or her bra but pulled my shirt off as I sat on the edge of the bed, then went to work on opening my jeans as I slid up to lay in the middle of the bed. My cock sprung out as she worked my jeans and underwear down, so she stroked it momentarily before finishing the task of getting me naked. Once my jeans were cast aside, she kneeled between my legs and wrapped her lips around my tool. I moaned as her hot mouth engulfed me while one hand held the base and the other gently caressed my balls.

I ran my hands through her short hair as her head bobbed up and down briefly before I suggested that she undress and ride my cock, wanting to feel that hot wetness engulfing me, as well. She straightened up on her knees and peeled her polo shirt off, her bra still hanging open in the front to give me my first view of her perky tits. My eyes were locked on her light pink nipples and small areolas as she let her bra slide down her arms behind her back, which pushed her small tits out a bit more. I couldn't wait to get my hands back on them, followed by my lips and tongue. She stood on the bed and started to work her open jeans down over her narrow hips, revealing a pair of blue panties the color of the Caribbean. My cock was throbbing as she worked these down over her hips after kicking her jeans away. Her trim, dark blonde bush came into view and I was entranced until she leaned forward to work her panties past her knees and her tits were swinging right before me. When she straightened up and tossed her panties aside, my eyes roamed over her fair skin from her blonde bush to her pink nipples as she stood over me and started to lower herself toward my cock.

Settling to her knees over me, she took my cock in her hand again, guided it to her hot pussy, and slowly engulfed it. We both moaned as my cock filled her slippery, snug pussy completely. When she started to slowly ride up and down on it, I reached for her tits and caressed them and her hard nipples again. While my hands were on her tits, though, my eyes were on her trim, blonde bush and my cock disappearing below it. It was so fucking hot to see, having visualized it so many times during the years that we'd been working together. Not surprisingly, it felt even better than it looked and, as she rode me harder and faster, I was relishing my position below her.

My view of her pussy was blocked as she leaned forward and rocked forward and back on my cock rather than up and down. It still felt as good and exposed her ass a bit more, so I ran my hands back around over her taut cheeks. She leaned down and we made out some more for a bit but, the longer and harder she rode me, the more she started moaning. As I felt her pussy becoming even hotter and wetter, I started pushing up into her each time she rocked back down on my cock. She was moaning almost continuously the closer she got to her second orgasm until she let out a single, long, low moan and I felt her entire body shuddering. She stopped riding me as she came and, once she'd finished, she opened her eyes and looked down at me again so I asked her if she wanted to switch to doggie-style.

She nodded and climbed off of me, staying on her knees and lowering her head as I got to my knees and moved behind her. Her ass looked fucking awesome, so I ran my hands over it then leaned down kiss and nibble it before running my tongue between her cheeks, causing a chill to run through her. Straightening up again, I took my cock in hand and guided it back into her pussy, causing both of us to moan again as my hips touched her ass cheeks. Holding her by the hips, I started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her succulent pussy again, savoring the feel of it wrapped around my tool. It looked and felt as though she slipped one of her hands back to toy with her clit as I fucked her and, as she started moaning again, I was feeling like it was a safe bet that she'd be having her third orgasm before I even had my first.

I slipped my hands down to fondle her dangling tits, gently tugging on her hard nipples and thinking that I still hadn't gotten my lips around them, but knowing it was only a matter of time now. At that moment, sliding my cock in and out of her sweet pussy while my hips were bouncing off her amazing ass, I wasn't too distracted by what I hadn't had the opportunity to experience yet. When her moaning started to get louder and she was pushing back against my incoming thrusts, I straightened up again, holding her by the hips as I fucked her harder and faster. Astoundingly, her pussy continued to get even hotter and wetter as she approached another orgasm, so I was starting to consider whether I might be cumming deep inside her soon after she had cum.

She pushed back against me hard and I could feel the tremors coursing through her body as she experienced her third orgasm. When she was done, she pulled away so that my cock popped out of her and asked me to lie on my back so that she could suck my cock again. I didn't argue and just lay in the middle of the bed while she lay on her stomach between my spread legs. Taking my throbbing cock in her small hand, she held it up as she licked my balls, then ran her tongue up my shaft several times. I moaned loudly as she wrapped her lips around it and slid her mouth down as far as she could before sliding back up again. She started to pump the base in one hand as her mouth moved up and down, starting out slowly but getting faster the longer she blew me. I was already on the verge when I'd been fucking her from behind, so it didn't take very much of her skillful cocksucking before my cock was beginning to swell even more in anticipation of exploding into her mouth.

She did manage, through her obvious talent, to draw out the pleasure I was feeling for much longer than I would have ever expected. Seeing her blue eyes looking up at me and her short blonde hair hanging around her face made a little more effort necessary on her part to do so, but she somehow was able to before I finally started spurting into her mouth. She swallowed down my load and continued to suck my cock until I had nothing left and was starting to soften, then crawled up to lie beside me. The room was beginning to darken as we lay there and I think it was my rumbling stomach that reminded us that we hadn't eaten yet. We ended up ordering room service, eating naked, then fucking again in front of the window overlooking the twinkling lights of Manhattan.

After she'd gone back over to her room briefly to make sure she had everything ready for our early training and I'd done the same in my room, I brought a few of my toiletries to her room and we made love once more before falling asleep in each other's arms in her room. We had an early morning for the start of our seminar, but managed to squeeze in a shower together and a quickie before we dressed separately. The seminar was actually very informative and we networked with a lot of the other attendees before retiring to our room the following night. We had another early morning for the second day of the seminar, but still managed to indulge ourselves in some enthusiastic fucking before going to sleep. We ended up being glad that we'd decided to stay over after the second day of the seminar and had a rowdy night and next morning before checking out and flying back to Denver. Back at work, things settled down a bit between us, but whenever one of us got the urge for the other, we didn't resist it.



Viva Niagara Falls



My wife and I routinely would make the short trip to Niagara falls to visit the Casino. It was a nice get-away from the everyday ups and downs and a chance to do a little gambling and have a nice out on the town. My wife and I share an open marriage and have experienced quite a few thrills in the erotic adventure department and one of our fantasies was always to meet a stranger somewhere and have Samantha, my wife, fool around with him while I stood nearby offering assistance. The 1 hr trip from Rochester to Niagara falls offered us the discretion of being out of town with no inhibitions. 

Samantha is in fine shape I must say, and turns the heads of many young men and women even at the ripe age of 38. My cock is of average length and although I can fully satisfy her, it is a particular turn on for me to watch her squirming below or on top of another mans cock. 

There was this guy Steve, whom I met in a adult chatroom. We shared many erotic interests and when I found out he was from nearby Buffalo, I told him about our plans to visit Niagara falls and our longtime fantasy of a seduction of my wife. Steve said he was only about 20 minutes from the falls and would gladly join in our erotic adventure so I gave him my cell # and told him to give us a call the following Saturday night and maybe we could hook up for a drink or 2 while we were up there. 

On the day of the trip we found ourselves having some modest success at the casino after absorbing a fine dinner and more then a few cocktails, so we were feeling pretty good. I had forgotten all about Steve until he dialed my cell phone. Sam and I had been out for quite a while and were feeling a strong buzz from the drinks so we were about to call it a night. I told Steve we would be heading back to our hotel soon and he was welcome to meet us at the Holiday Inn lounge for a night cap. 

When I told Sam about leaving she practically pulled my arm off as we headed towards the door. When we entered the hotel lounge there was a man sitting by himself at the end of the bar. When we made eye contact I knew it was Steve. He was of average build with dark hair and eyes. He was very tan and looked to be of Italian descent or something. We introduced ourselves and by the eager look in Sam's eyes I could tell she was into it.

After a few laughs, a few more drinks, and some open and candid small talk about erotic experiences and fantasies, we invited Steve up to our room for a glass of wine. Steve and Sam had hit it off pretty well and by the time we were in the room were involved in a tango of flirtations. I wanted to see what would happen if I left them alone so I decided to take a shower leaving them behind on one of the cozy beds. 

As I was showering my cock started to spring to life as I thought about the possibilities of what was about to or already happening. As I lathered my body I couldn't help but stroke my now hard cock a few times while imagining what was happening on the other side of the wall. The suspense was killing me and soon I was drying myself off and gazing through the gap left there by the slightly open bathroom door. There was a mirror on the closet door across the hall which gave a spectacular view of the adjacent bed. 

There in full view was a sight to behold. From the side I could see Steve had his trousers pulled down to the ground and Sam was kneeling in front of him holding his rapidly expanding cock in her hands.

I had no knowledge of how they got to this point nor did I care as a familiar wave swept through my body. I got a lump in my throat and my heart began racing as my voyeur urges felt the stimulation. Still as could be, I peered through the opening, as she cupped his balls with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. 

Sam seemed to be in a trance as she stared at his nicely shaped cock. He was completely clean shaven which made his slightly larger then average cock seem even larger. Steve Moaned lightly as Sam took the head of his penis into her mouth sucking it lightly as she stoked his vein engorged shaft with her hand. He put his hands around the back of Sam's head guiding her down his pole as his cock disappeared inside her mouth. I found myself lightly massaging my erect cock wanting to savor the view in front of me. 

I could tell Steve was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of having his cock enveloped by Sam's warm mouth. She pulled back and licked the head while stroking his full length with her hand before deep throating his whole cock again. Steve started moving his hips and guiding her head to the rhythm created by her mouth sliding up and down his cock. My cock was about to explode so I knew Steve had to be on the verge himself with Sam swallowing his manhood. Steve let out a grunt and Sam backed off . A powerful spurt of Steve's cum erupted onto Sam's outstretched tongue. Sam's hand was pumping his shaft furiously as large streams of Steve's cum squirted all over her mouth and tongue. Sam milked his cock hard until the last few drops dribbled out as she licked it up and swallowed all of his offering. Steve let out another soft moan as Sam engulfed his entire cock again as sort of a victory lap. 

She returned to her feet and they shared a small kiss before adjusting their clothing and taking a more casual stance with their drinks in their hands. I came walking out of the bathroom in my robe pretending to be completely unaware of what just happened. Sam hopped up and said it was her turn for a shower and disappeared into the bathroom. I made a drink and continued with some small talk to Steve until Sam emerged in her robe also.

I called Sam over and had her sit next to me on the bed. We continued talking as I began to massage Sam's shoulders from behind. The chat turned sexual again and I could tell Sam was getting aroused as Steve was describing a 3-some he had been involved in. I reached my hand around to Sam's front and slipped it inside her robe to feel her breast. I could see Steve's eyes focusing on the movement under Sam's robe as I brought her nipples to life with my fingertips. Sam began breathing heavier as she pushed her back into my chest and her loosened robe began to open exposing her ivory breasts. 

Sam was completely uninhibited and turned on as she listened to Steve's erotic story. I reached my hand lower and found Sam's wet slit. She bucked her hips into my fingers begging me to rub her so I obliged. Sam's robe was completely open now and I saw Steve's eyes readjusting to the circular motions my fingers were making on Sam's clit. Sam opened her legs up wide giving my fingers and Steve's eyes full access to her most private part. I could tell Steve was incredibly turned on as I massaged Sam's nipples and pussy with my hands. She could feel my hard-on pushing into her lower back as I was equally turned on. Sam's breathing got heavy and suddenly a sharp orgasm shot through her body. Steve watched me rubbing her clit as she lifted her ass off the bed trying to ride every wave of it. 

When Sam's convulsions finally subsided I noticed Steve had moved next to us on the bed. I cupped Sam's breast in my hand and offered her nipple to Steve, which he hungrily took into his mouth. He began flicking his tongue across her erect nipple as I held her breast for him. As he gained confidence I surrendered her to him but remained seated with my front against her back. Her breathing became heavy again as he explored her body with his hands. I watched as he rubbed her pussy between her outstretched legs and occasionally slipped a finger inside her opening causing her to squirm. 

Sam was sitting on the edge of the bed which gave Steve complete access to her as he knelt in front of her open legs. From over Sam's shoulders I could look down and see Steve's head between her legs. His outstretched tongue was making broad strokes from the bottom of her opening up to her clit which was driving her mad. I could feel her hips gyrating, trying to meet his tongue strokes and increase the pressure, it was driving me wild. He tunneled his tongue through her folds and penetrated her with it which really got her moaning. She was squeezing his tongue with her pussy muscles each time he stretched it inside her. I could tell she was close to climax again and when he took her clit into his mouth she went over the edge. 

I could feel her shaking violently as her hips began to buck forward making it difficult for Steve to keep his mouth on her pulsating clit. Steve had her ass cheeks cupped in his hands as he continued sucking her clit until the waves subsided.

Within a instant Steve rose to his feet and dangled his rock hard shaven cock over Sam's pussy. Steve's cock looked even larger close up and it was hard to imagine how he was going to squeeze it inside Sam's tight hole. Sam reached down to stroke Steve's cock a few times, before rubbing the tip at her opening in anticipation. 

Steve pushed forward and I felt Sam take a deep breath as his cock head disappeared inside her. He held the tip inside her for a few moments before starting a slow stroking motion. With each thrust forward more of his clean shaven cock slipped inside her to her delight. He was buried to the hilt now and I could see her pussy lips stretched around him. He continued his stroking and I watched his cock sliding in and out of her. I could feel the force of Steve's strokes pushing Sam's body into mine each time as she absorbed each stab of his large cock. 

I reached down between her legs and started rubbing her clit as he picked up the pace of his fucking. I could feel his greased pole sliding by my fingers and into Sam's opening. The increased pressure of my fingers on her clit sent Sam over the edge again and Steve held his cock deep inside her spasming hole as she came very hard. I could feel the vibrations as her pussy contracted on him. 

He pulled his cock until only the tip remained inside her and shouted he was about to cum. Something came over me and I began pumping his shaft as he erupted. I could feel his cock twitching as he started squirting cum inside Sam. I kept pumping his cock until it started to go limp and slipped out of her along with a few dribbles of his warm sperm. I spun around in front of Sam and slide my throbbing cock inside her stretched hole. My cock exploded immediately and I held it deep inside her for what seemed like 5 minutes until it stopped twitching. WOW!!!!!! 



Viva! Ronni



Let's see, where do I start with Veronica? In a nutshell, she's petite, hard-bodied and she's a sex-crazed, Latin dynamo. She's the embodiment of that young, seemingly meek librarian who's off the clock at five and on the cock by six. Only this "librarian" works in a comic book store. A library of sorts, I suppose. Her sinuous frame is amazingly petite and limber which makes my Latin lover easy to manhandle. Okay, she's a spinner. In fact, at first glance she could be mistaken for a teenager. But that's another fantasy altogether. Sure, sometimes I feel like I'm robbing the cradle. Only this little girl is perfectly developed and perfectly legal.

Her beautifully sloped B cups look like D's on her pint-sized, Catholic schoolgirl figure. And they're adorned with the crown jewels of nipples. Small like her. Deep brown. Exactly symmetrical. And seemingly always cold. Her black curly hair falls around her shoulders and it's all one length. So it erotically hangs in her face during just about everything. In fact, right now it's tangled around my purple stiffy as she gives me one of her famous porn star blowjobs. I swear she stimulates every nerve ending within reach. Like a skilled professional, her hand leads with slow, controlled strokes that compliment her expert fellatio. Slowly up and down the entire length of my north-pointing pole. Stopping only occasionally to work one of my balls like a cheerleader with a Blowpop. Ronni is one of those rare finds that actually enjoys giving head more than most people enjoy getting it. She's very much in touch with her sexuality and is completely uninhibited. She knows what she wants and she speaks her mind. And in the throws of passion she speaks in Spanish.

She rushed over to my place on her lunch break. She's very punctual when it comes to her noon pony ride. I live in an old brick loft. First floor. I'm lying on the couch. She's topless and all over my jock. Unfortunately the curtains in here fail to cover the entire window. Which may not be so unfortunate after all. Because outside my window, what do I see, but my foxy upstairs neighbor staring back at me. She appears to be walking her dog. Although she's not doing much in the way of walking. She seems transfixed on the oral fiesta going on in here. Then our eyes meet and she coyly disappears.

Excited by the peeper, I reach over and pull up Ronni's mini skirt as she feverishly wiggles her panties down to her ankles. Then I position her across the arm of the sofa with her tight brown ass ready to receive my pleasure. Her face is buried in the cushions. Which is good because if she knew we had an audience the show would be over. Her soft taco is already soaked in her juice as her tiny ass bucks and begs for my meat. I ease it in slowly and deliberately. Teasing her inch by inch. For a senorita with such an insatiable appetite, this is torture for her. But it looks and feels just fine from where I'm standing. Her underwear still cling to her right ankle. Her skirt is pushed up around her lower back. She's so incredibly moist that as soon as I'm completely buried in her, I feel her creamy taco sauce begin to drip from my love sack. I masterfully work her from behind as she talks dirty to me in Spanish. Her muffled words are incomprehensible but a real turn-on nonetheless. It won't be long before I sow my seeds of love all over her back.

Then to my surprise, the fascinated voyeur is back at my window for an encore. Is she serious? I mean, does she think I can't see her? Or does she not care? Is this heaven? I'm giving it. Ronni's taking it. And the neighbor's watching it. I look down at Ronni. Her supple tits bounce rhythmically as I pound her like a dog. That does it. Between my little Spanish fly and the peeping neighbor, I can't maintain my composure any longer. But I really want to put on a good show for the observer. I mean, hell I want her to come back for the sequel. Then just as I'm about to blast, I take my meat out of her taco and jack myself off using Ronni's wet ass cheeks. I'm like, titty fucking her buns. I make sure the gallery is still watching before I cover Ronni in my creamy queso. I even managed to hit one out of the park and into that sexy, black hair of hers.

As Ronni moans in satisfaction, I pump the remaining drops of my creamy filling onto her hungry slice. Then I look up and Little Miss Curious and we share a lusty stare through the window. She's seems startled yet she doesn't leave. Well, the show must go on. Just then my circulation increases where I need it most. I use my free hand to spread my deposit over Ronni's back. That should pacify her long enough for me to give the peeper her money's worth. As I regain my stature, I gently rub my swollen head all over Ronni's hot puffy taco. She squirms and begs for me to enter. But I've got a private show of my own going on over here. Ronni's co-starring in it but couldn't be the wiser. I continue rubbing her the right way and stroking myself at the same time. My eyes, however, remain fixed on the girl outside. Her eyes flutter back and forth between my gaze and my grip. Once again, it's too much for me. My body convulses like I'm being electrocuted and I drain what's left in my sack onto Ronni's beautiful brown eye. The audience seems pleased. She smiles and waves to me as she reluctantly walks away.

I'm standing there, literally drained and nearly unconscious, when Ronni asks what's so important outside the window. She springs up from the sofa and dashes to the window to see what's there. My shiny glaze oozes down her back and legs. Of course our lone fan has already cleared the stands, so I managed to dodge that bullet. But now I've got to tell Ronni that she's gonna need to wash her hair. And she has to be back at the "library" in fifteen minutes. This is where her spicy Latin temper takes charge. But it's a small price to pay for the lunchtime buffet I just feasted on. Surely this isn't the last I'll see of my neighbor. And if I make it a regular matinee, it won't be the last she sees of me. I'll keep you posted.



Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 01



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Chapters 1 & 2 and Viva Newark are prequels to this story. All other stories with Viva Woodbridge titles are related to this one, but aren't technically prequels or sequels. So, if the first few paragraphs of this story sound familiar, just stick with it and you'll understand what I mean.

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Early in my career, my first forays into business travel had me thinking that it wasn't something to look forward to or to get too excited about. After hooking up with a couple of female coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, I started to rethink that position. Of course, I didn't always travel with horny female coworkers, so it took some time and some experience to really start getting the most out of business travel. I was extremely careful when traveling with female colleagues to determine by whatever means possible if they were, in fact, horny before even indirectly suggesting any sort of dalliance. I was much more concerned with an accusation of sexual harassment than I was with being shot down. I was actually quite a bit more at ease when traveling alone because I'd typically have a wider variety of potential partners to choose from and there was little risk of any details making it back to the home office.

Recently I was sent to Woodbridge, New Jersey for some company sanctioned training which took place in the same hotel where everyone from out of town would be staying. Although I'd been to Woodbridge before, I'd never been to this particular hotel and wasn't the least bit dismayed to see that it was in a very commercial area with few, if any, entertainment options outside of the hotel itself in the immediate area. To me, this meant that we would be essentially within the walls of that hotel for at least two, and possibly three, nights which could raise the potential for an encounter with another bored guest; I wouldn't even be so choosy as to only consider fellow training attendees.

The first thing I did as the conference room filled on the first morning of our training was to take a good look around, see who else was looking around and decide who to start chatting up during the first break. It didn't take long since there were only ten women to the thirty or so men in attendance; of those ten, I don't think there was a single one who I'd be forced to turn down if she was to proposition me. I did, however, see a few who I'd be much more thrilled about getting naked with and focused my efforts on them. The first was a tall, strawberry blonde named Jenn, who was not only big in stature but had an impressive rack and a big, round ass. Meredith was thin, with mousy brown hair and a plain face, but a nice set of tits and a sweet ass that she'd squeezed into a snug skirt. Erika was a brunette with very blue eyes, a decent figure and impressive tits, as well. Dana's tits weren't exceptionally large, but looked perky in her sweater set and her ass was pretty nice. Stephanie had a cute smile and was also brunette like Erika and Dana, but it was hard to get a real sense of her figure in what she was wearing. Finally, there was Sun, who was a painfully cute and extremely petite Chinese woman who I'd actually worked with before, remotely between Denver and New York City, but had never met in person.

As it happened, Jenn was the first person I ended up talking to during the first break, but it was she who made the first move. She definitely wasn't shy and it didn't take long before we were flirting. I did talk to some of the other women and it wasn't necessarily that none of them seemed interested in me, but Jenn made it clear to me throughout the day that she and I were on the same page as far as what we hoped to accomplish outside of the daily training sessions. I don't think we made it obvious to anyone else and, even if someone did figure it out, it wasn't like we were being blatant about it. As the day wore on, I had to be careful that my mind didn't wander too far from what the presenter was saying while considering whether Jenn's bush was that same strawberry blonde color and how big her nipples and areolas might be.

As if to make the anticipation almost unbearable, immediately after the training ended on that first day, all of the participants were to attend a dinner together in the hotel with a presentation by one of the company executives. Jenn and I did sit together and managed to keep our hands to ourselves and our flirting under control. When she leaned toward me and asked what my plans were for after dinner, I whispered back that I was planning to reach up under her dress, strip off her panties and eat what I found. I don't think she was expecting this because she was uncharacteristically flustered and her cheeks went a little bit red. When the timing was appropriate, we finally slipped away and headed up to her room. We were fortunate to find ourselves alone in the elevator and, as soon as the doors were closed, my hands were on her ass, her arms were around my neck and our tongues were in each other's mouths.

I was glad to be wearing jeans, not khakis, when we reached her floor, because I'd have been pitching one hell of a tent. We were practically running to her room and, once inside, she bolted the door and, as we started making out again, I was raising the hem of her dress. Once I got it up to her tits, I had to step back and see what I had exposed. I had her hold it up as I fondled her big tits through her bra, then lowered myself down to sit on the end of the bed as I started to slide her panties down. I was pleased to see that her trim bush was the same color as her shoulder-length locks as her panties dropped to her ankles and she stepped out of them. I had her take my place as I moved to kneel on the floor and kissed her again before having her lay back as I lowered my head between her pale thighs.

I started running my tongue up her slit, which was flooded with pungent fluids, as she grabbed my head and moaned loudly. I worked on slurping up her nectar for a bit before slipping a finger into her dripping pussy while licking and sucking her clit. She moaned loudly again and started to rock her hips rhythmically. I glanced up to see her big tits still encased in a black bra and her black dress still pulled up below her chin. I planned to make her cum then free those tits and play with them for a while before giving her a good, hard fucking. From the sounds she was making and the abundance of juices flowing from her pussy, I wasn't expecting it to take very long before she was cumming. I squeezed a second finger into her, just to help her along, and was rewarded with a deeper moan and a tighter grip on my head. I kept licking and sucking her clit as I worked both fingers in and out of her with the help of her natural and plentiful lubricant.

Her moaning became more continuous and her hip movements more pronounced the longer I devoured her juicy pussy, so I was at the very least confident that she was enjoying what I was doing. When she finally let out what amounted to a wail of pleasure, her body also started to shake, so I kept up what I was doing until she went still and let out a long sigh. I raised my head and watched her heaving chest until her eyes opened again and she smiled down at me. Straightening up again, I had her sit up and pulled her dress up over her head, leaving her wearing only her black bra. I cast her dress aside and caressed her big tits before reaching behind her to release the numerous hooks, causing her bra to go slack. I slipped it down her arms, revealing her freckled cleavage and two very large, light pink areolas topped with hard, thick nipples. My hands were immediately on the soft flesh while my tongue traced circles around her areolas before I sucked each of her hard nipples between my lips.

She was running her fingers through my hair and moaning again but was gracious enough to indulge me even though I'm sure everyone she grants the opportunity to tends to get lost in her luscious tits. I didn't go overboard and soon stood up before her to start getting undressed myself. As I was unbuttoning my shirt, she went to work on opening my jeans and, by the time I had shed my shirt and was pulling off my t-shirt, she was working my jeans and underwear down. With my stiff cock standing out before her, she reached out to take it in her hand and stroke it before wrapping her lips around it and engulfing it in her hot mouth. I moaned and dropped my t-shirt so that I could run my fingers through her strawberry blonde hair as she slid her mouth up and down my throbbing shaft. As she held the base of my shaft in one hand, she gently caressed my balls in the other.

After a few highly pleasurable minutes of cocksucking, she slipped my cock from her mouth and asked if she could ride it. I caressed her cheek as I looked into her green eyes and told her that, of course, she could. She helped me the rest of the way out of my jeans and underwear, then I got on the bed and lay on my back with my cock pointing at the ceiling. My eyes were locked on her tits as she moved up over me, but were drawn down to her reddish blonde bush when she took my cock and guided it toward her pussy. We both moaned as her hot, slippery pussy engulfed my tool and she started to ride it. My hands went right to her tits as she was sitting upright and rocking on my cock. I caressed the soft, smooth flesh and ran my palms over her hard nipples as I savored the feel of her pussy sliding up and down my shaft.

She started out slowly bouncing up and down on me but gradually began to pick up her pace. I continued to fondle her tits until the point when she leaned forward, supporting herself on her arms, and was rocking forward and back hard on my cock. With her tits so much closer, I went back to licking and sucking her hard nipples. The harder and faster she rode me, the noisier she was getting and I could feel her pussy getting even hotter and wetter. I could feel the first stirrings of my own orgasm, so I ended up releasing her tits and reaching back for her ass cheeks as I pushed up harder into her each time she came back down on my cock. My eyes were drawn from her wildly swinging tits to her face as her moaning became louder and more drawn out. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes closed, but her mouth was open, letting out those moans.

When she seemed to go into slow motion and I could feel tremors coursing through her, I was pleased that she was cumming again because it wouldn't be much longer before I was ready to myself. I just watched the expression of bliss on her face as she rode out her orgasm until she opened her eyes and blinked at me as if clearing her head. She asked if I wanted to try another position and I confirmed that I did and that it would be with me straddling her ribs. She knew what was on my mind so she rolled off next to me and I got up, straddled her and laid my throbbing cock between her tits. She squeezed them together for me and I started sliding my cock in and out of her warm, smooth cleavage.

My attention was still on her luscious tits and large areolas while enjoying the way her tits felt squeezing my cock, but Jenn was watching the head of my cock as it disappeared and reappeared between them. I was fucking them slowly, enjoying the building level of pleasure as my orgasm approached, and not really considering anything else for the immediate moment. Even as my orgasm continued to get closer, I tried to maintain a slow pace to enjoy the feel of her tits on my cock for as long as I could. It was when I got to the point where I knew I was only good for another few seconds that I shifted forward, requiring her to release her tits, and slid my cock back into her mouth. The warm wetness of her mouth was a change from the smooth soft flesh of her tits, but it still didn't take more than a few thrusts before I exploded down her throat.

Jenn swallowed my load and continued to nurse my cock until I moved away and lay beside her. I couldn't resist continuing to play with her tits, but she didn't seem to mind, especially after two orgasms. Of course with limited time to indulge in each other before we were heading back to our respective home offices, we didn't rest for long. We still had an early morning of training the following day, but I was pleased to learn that Jenn was staying over Saturday night, too, before taking off on Sunday, so we had another whole night of pleasure ahead of us. 



Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 02



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Chapters 1 & 2 and Viva Newark are prequels to this story. All other stories with Viva Woodbridge titles are related to this one, but aren't technically prequels or sequels. So, if the first few paragraphs of this story sound familiar, just stick with it and you'll understand what I mean.

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Early in my career, my first forays into business travel had me thinking that it wasn't something to look forward to or to get too excited about. After hooking up with a couple of female coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, I started to rethink that position. Of course, I didn't always travel with horny female coworkers, so it took some time and some experience to really start getting the most out of business travel. I was extremely careful when traveling with female colleagues to determine by whatever means possible if they were, in fact, horny before even indirectly suggesting any sort of dalliance. I was much more concerned with an accusation of sexual harassment than I was with being shot down. I was actually quite a bit more at ease when traveling alone because I'd typically have a wider variety of potential partners to choose from and there was little risk of any details making it back to the home office.

Recently I was sent to Woodbridge, New Jersey for some company sanctioned training which took place in the same hotel where everyone from out of town would be staying. Although I'd been to Woodbridge before, I'd never been to this particular hotel and wasn't the least bit dismayed to see that it was in a very commercial area with few, if any, entertainment options outside of the hotel itself in the immediate area. To me, this meant that we would be essentially within the walls of that hotel for at least two, and possibly three, nights which could raise the potential for an encounter with another bored guest; I wouldn't even be so choosy as to only consider fellow training attendees.

The first thing I did as the conference room filled on the first morning of our training was to take a good look around, see who else was looking around and decide who to start chatting up during the first break. It didn't take long since there were only ten women to the thirty or so men in attendance; of those ten, I don't think there was a single one who I'd be forced to turn down if she was to proposition me. I did, however, see a few who I'd be much more thrilled about getting naked with and focused my efforts on them. The first was a tall, strawberry blonde named Jenn, who was not only big in stature but had an impressive rack and a big, round ass. Meredith was thin, with mousy brown hair and a plain face, but a nice set of tits and a sweet ass that she'd squeezed into a snug skirt. Erika was a brunette with very blue eyes, a decent figure and impressive tits, as well. Dana's tits weren't exceptionally large, but looked perky in her sweater set and her ass was pretty nice. Stephanie had a cute smile and was also brunette like Erika and Dana, but it was hard to get a real sense of her figure in what she was wearing. Finally, there was Sun, who was a painfully cute and extremely petite Chinese woman who I'd actually worked with before, remotely between Denver and New York City, but had never met in person.

I made certain that I interacted with each of them during breaks and at lunch and was feeling some good vibes from a few of them but, by the end of the day, I still hadn't determined who the most likely candidate would be. After the day's training was over, all of the participants were invited to a dinner in the hotel where one of the corporate executives would be doing a brief presentation. The dinner was a buffet and I found myself in line between Meredith and Erika, who I was aware had been sitting together for the training. What I wasn't aware of at that moment was that I was being set up. We were in conversation as we headed from the buffet toward a table and I was a little surprised that they sat on either side of me rather than beside each other. When they both leaned in simultaneously, I thought to chat with each other, I realized what was going on when I felt each of them place a hand on my upper thigh.

Rather than chatting with each other, they had leaned in to let me know that they intended to join me in my room after the dinner was over so that we could work off the meal together. I don't think there was anything in the world that could have pleased me more. Successfully identifying and scoring with a horny chick at an event like this is one thing, but having two of them proposition me was unprecedented. I think we managed to make it through the meal without any indiscretion regarding our plans for the remainder of the evening, but my thigh did get several visits from both of their hands under the tablecloth. Once the presentation was finally over, we still had to be discreet about slipping off so as not to set any tongues to wagging. It felt like it took forever, but we eventually found ourselves on the elevator and heading to my room.

The two of them were in agreement that I needed to be naked first, so they started to unbutton my shirt and open my jeans. They got me down to just my briefs, which were seriously tented out, then both got down on their knees to expose my cock. When it sprung out and stood rigid before me, they both briefly caressed it before standing again and having me lay in the middle of the bed. I could not believe that these two had just met that morning for the first time because they started making out and fondling each other's tits standing at the foot of the bed. Meredith was wearing a thick turtleneck sweater with her snug skirt and Erika was soon raising that over her head. Beneath it, she was wearing a very sexy, low-cut bra that barely contained her sumptuous tits. Erika ran her hands over Meredith's tits again as Meredith started to raise Erika's v-neck sweater over her head. Erika's bra wasn't as sexy as Meredith's but it wasn't any less arousing to see it, which I'm sure Meredith agreed with as she ran her hands over it.

Erika's hands soon crept around to the back of Meredith's skirt, unfastened and unzipped it, then started to work it down over her hips. I could tell immediately that Meredith was wearing a thong as soon as the sides came into view but no back; I think Erika realized as she pushed Meredith's skirt down and encountered the bare flesh of her ass. As the skirt dropped to Meredith's ankles, Erika's hands were running all over the smooth exposed flesh. Meredith kicked her skirt aside and dropped her hands from Erika's tits to the front of her slacks and began to open them. When Erika's slacks dropped, I was pleased to see a pair of bikini panties, even though I knew she wouldn't be wearing them for much longer. They made out again as each reached behind the other to unfasten her bra, then they stepped apart to each slide the other's bra down her arms.

Both of their tits were just outstanding. Meredith's sloped down to torpedo-like points while Erika's were more round and full; I knew I'd be fucking both sets before I headed back home on Sunday. They both caressed each other's bare tits then decided that they were being selfish and turned to face me, giving me an excellent view of both of their tits. I had them turn so that I could also admire their asses before they stripped off their panties, but had them face me again when they did so I could watch their tits swinging as they bent over. Meredith's mousy brown bush was trimmed to a strip for her thong panties but Erika's dark brown bush, though trim, was more substantial. They turned again to show me their bare asses, which were both exceptional, then turned back and crawled up onto the bed, their tits swinging again.

To my relief, they stopped near my cock and Erika engulfed it in her hot mouth while Meredith fondled my balls and watched. I couldn't help but moan after getting so worked up watching them undressing. After a few passes of her mouth, Erika shared with Meredith, whose mouth was equally hot as it moved up and down my tool. I knew it wasn't going to take very long before I was spewing, but also suspected that, with these two hotties, my recovery time would also be exceedingly brief. They were alternating, each taking a few passes up and down my cock before the other one took over, and I was relishing every time either mouth was wrapped around my tool. Of course I was also admiring their asses sticking up in the air and their dangling tits when I could see them. I was well on my way to cumming when they paused and decided that Meredith would finish me off while Erika moved up to ride my face.

Since I had propped myself up on pillows to watch them undressing and blowing me, I had to slide down so that I was flat on my back. Meredith repositioned herself and Erika straddled my face while I watched her tits bouncing above me before my attention was drawn to her trim, dark brown bush. I grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and jutted out my tongue to run up her slit, which was dripping with pungent nectar. She moaned as I lapped up her juices but, when I started licking her clit, she let out a more animalistic sound. I slipped a finger into her at about the same moment and slowly slid it in and out while I licked and sucked her clit. Her pussy was dripping and so hot that I couldn't wait to slip my cock into it. In the meantime, Meredith was doing an admirable job of bringing on my orgasm with her oral skills.

I couldn't see her, but I could feel Meredith's hand pumping the base of my shaft as her lips slid up and down it. When she'd pause to tongue my balls, she'd run her hand up and down the full length until she engulfed it in her mouth again. I only felt one of her hands and wondered if the other wasn't between her legs, stroking her pussy. After all of the anticipation through dinner, having them undress me and watching them both undress and start to blow me, it was no surprise that my orgasm was imminent in no time at all. While I was licking Erika's clit and fingering her, my cock began to swell as the level of pleasure continued to build thanks to Meredith's talented mouth. I let out a moan as I started to spurt into Meredith's mouth while she continued to pump and suck my cock until I was spent.

I could feel Meredith moving around on the bed once she let my cock fall limply against my leg, but I was devouring Erika's pussy with renewed vigor so I wasn't focused on what she was doing. Erika was starting to get louder while humping her pussy toward my face, so my goal of getting her to cum was nearly realized. When if felt like Meredith was straddling me right behind Erika, I glanced up to see Meredith's hands cupping Erika's tits and, it looked like, Meredith kissing Erika's neck. This, of course, helped push Erika along even faster and her pussy seemed to be flooding with additional juices which helped me to slide a second finger into her, eliciting another animalistic moan. She was humping faster and moaning more continuously as I continued to lick and suck her clit while now sliding two fingers in and out of her. It wasn't much longer before she started to shake as she came.

When she stopped shaking and let out a long sigh, I slipped my fingers out of her and into my own mouth while she moved off of me. Meredith was indeed immediately behind her, but she didn't move off. After the two of them made out some more and fondled each other's tits, Meredith moved up over my face as I admired her tits until her pussy drew my attention. As with Erika, my hands went right to her ass as I started to lap at her juicy pussy, immediately noting a subtle difference in their respective flavors. I could feel Erika repositioning herself and eventually felt her tongue on my balls and my spent cock, which tried valiantly to instantly revive. While enjoying that feeling, I started using my own tongue on Meredith's clit and slipped a finger up into her.

Meredith's pussy felt just a bit more snug than Erika's had but was equally wet and hot. My cock was reacting well to Erika's oral stimulation, which was great because I was really looking forward to slipping my cock into both of them. In the meantime, I was enjoying the taste of Meredith's clit as I licked and sucked it while she moaned and humped against my face, her orgasm building fairly quickly. I didn't necessarily want her cumming too quickly, and not just because I wasn't ready to fuck either of them yet, so I used my experience to draw out her pleasure while Erika continued to revive my cock. Meredith didn't seem to mind that I was intent on building her orgasm slowly and seemed to be relishing the pleasure that she was experiencing. I could feel my cock growing stiffer again the longer Erika worked on it and the longer I worked on Meredith.

Erika must have decided that I'd become stiff enough, even though I could tell that I wasn't fully rigid. Of course, as wet and slippery as she'd been while I'd been eating her, I'd guess that she felt confident that I'd easily slip into her. She'd gotten to her knees and straddled me, guiding my semi-rigid cock to her pussy and successfully lowering herself onto it. I had to moan as I felt her hot, wet pussy engulf my cock, which continued to grow as she slowly humped it. At that moment, my focus went from providing pleasure to Meredith to getting her to cum. I adjusted what I was doing with my finger and tongue and how quickly I was doing it as she started to moan louder and hump my face faster.

The harder my cock grew, the faster Erika was riding me. I couldn't wait to get a look at her, and her tits, bouncing up and down and my cock disappearing into her dark brown bush, but it didn't seem like it would be too much longer. With my renewed zeal, Meredith was quickly on the verge of cumming and was moaning very loudly. I don't know if Erika ever put her hands on Meredith's tits or kissed her neck as Meredith had done to her, but either way Meredith soon started to tremble as she came while I continued to tongue her clit and finger her pussy. When she'd finished, she climbed off my face and I got a good look at Erika riding me. Her eyes were shut but she had a look of concentration on her face and her tits were bouncing nicely. Meredith lay next to me, also watching Erika riding me as she caught her breath. When Erika realized that Meredith was out of the way, she leaned forward, supporting herself on an arm on each side of my head, and started riding me even harder. Her tits were swinging like crazy right in front of my face, so I took them in my hands and started to lick her large, pink areolas and thick, hard nipples.

Erika was moaning louder as she rode me and I was pleasantly surprised to realize that she was already on the verge of cumming again. Her pussy was feeling even hotter and more slippery with each passing moment, which I would never have even thought possible. Had it not been for Meredith being right beside me, I'd have been content to fuck Erika and play with her luscious titties for the rest of the night. Instead, I enjoyed them as she continued to ride me until she seemed to go into slow motion and an intense shudder passed through her, followed by a second. She opened her eyes and let out a sigh once she'd finished cumming, then started to climb off me as she asked Meredith if she was ready to take over. I started to get up, though, because I had another idea for fucking Meredith. I had Erika sit propped up against the pillows as I had been then had Meredith get on all-fours. They both seemed very enthusiastic about this position.

Meredith lowered her head between Erika's thighs as I got behind Meredith and massaged her sweet ass before guiding my cock into her pussy. Taking her by the hips, I slowly slid into her until my hips were touching her ass. She moaned as she ate Erika's pussy and Erika ran her fingers through Meredith's mousy brown hair. I continued to hold her by the hips as I started slowly sliding my cock in and out of her hot, slippery pussy but, once I got a good rhythm going, I slipped my hands around to fondle her swinging tits. Erika had her eyes closed but a big smile was on her face as she encouraged Meredith's pussy eating. I was admiring Erika's big titties as I fondled Meredith's while relishing the opportunity to do both. I was also relishing the feel of Meredith's pussy as I slowly slid my tool in and out of her.

We were all moaning at various intervals, though the soft, sporadic moaning was becoming louder and more frequent. As Meredith's pussy started to feel hotter and wetter, much as Erika's had just prior to her cumming, I straightened up and took her by the hips again so I could fuck her harder and get her to cum again. She was pushing back against my incoming thrusts as she continued to eat Erika's pussy, and I considered reaching around to stroke her clit, but decided that she seemed to be coming along just fine and I didn't want to rush an orgasm if she was enjoying the build-up. As her pussy continued to feel better and better the closer she got to cumming, I was starting to feel a build-up of my own. Since there was no chance that I'd be cumming before she did, I had time to consider how I wanted to blow my next load.

When Meredith raised her head from Erika's pussy and let out a plaintive moan, I could feel her body trembling as she came. I kept fucking her, still enjoying the feel of her pussy and the continued build of my own orgasm, but when she seemed to have finished and lowered her head again to resume eating Erika's pussy, I slipped out of her hot pussy. I took a few minutes to lavish some attention on her sweet ass, kissing and nibbling it while also running my tongue over her anus a few times. My cock was still throbbing, though, so I soon moved on to fondle her dangling tits, followed by Erika's tits before bringing my cock to Erika's mouth. Despite appearing to be very near an orgasm of her own, she hungrily sucked my cock into her mouth, gripping my ass cheeks as I straddled her head.

She sucked my cock so enthusiastically that I could immediately feel my orgasm quickly building again. Since my first load had gone down Meredith's throat, it seemed only fair that Erika get my second. When she paused to let out a moan due to her own pleasure, she would still stroke my cock then tongue my balls before starting to suck me off again. I could feel my cock beginning to swell even more as the level of pleasure continued to build until I felt as though there was no blood going to my brain at all. Finally, with a groan, I began to spurt into her mouth. She swallowed my load and continued to suck my cock until I was completely spent and moved away to lie beside her. With her full attention on her own pleasure, she started moaning louder as she humped her pussy toward Meredith's face.

I was getting my first real good look at Meredith going to town on Erika's pussy and was not surprised that the blood was already trying to flow back to my spent member. Meredith had a finger pumping in and out of Erika's pussy while she was licking and sucking Erika's clit and, even though I'd already experienced Meredith's oral talents, I was suddenly anxious to have her tongue on my cock again. Erika was writhing wildly, her eyes now closed and her mouth open in a big smile to let out her loud moans. Without taking my eyes off of Meredith, I reached over to gently caress Erika's hard nipples as she got closer and closer to cumming. I doubt that is what sent her over the edge, but it was just moments later that Erika started to shake as she came.




Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 02



Meredith stayed between Erika's thighs, devouring her pussy, until Erika let out a sigh and went limp. When Meredith raised her head, I leaned down to kiss her, wanting to taste Erika on her lips. While we were recovering, I looked at the clock and realized that it was getting late and we had an early start for training in the morning. I invited the ladies to stay over and, since I had a king-size bed and they apparently had both been stuck in rooms with two full-size beds, they accepted. They both debated going back to their rooms but neither wanted to get dressed again, so we ended up crawling under the covers and snuggling together. The idea of getting to bed early so we'd be rested up the next morning didn't pan out so well as we couldn't keep our hands off of each other and only ended up getting a few hours of sleep. We all agreed, however, that there would be plenty of time to sleep once we were no longer together and, ultimately, didn't get much sleep the next night, either. 



Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 03



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Chapters 1 & 2 and Viva Newark are prequels to this story. All other stories with Viva Woodbridge titles are related to this one, but aren't technically prequels or sequels. So, if the first few paragraphs of this story sound familiar, just stick with it and you'll understand what I mean.

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Early in my career, my first forays into business travel had me thinking that it wasn't something to look forward to or to get too excited about. After hooking up with a couple of female coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, I started to rethink that position. Of course, I didn't always travel with horny female coworkers, so it took some time and some experience to really start getting the most out of business travel. I was extremely careful when traveling with female colleagues to determine by whatever means possible if they were, in fact, horny before even indirectly suggesting any sort of dalliance. I was much more concerned with an accusation of sexual harassment than I was with being shot down. I was actually quite a bit more at ease when traveling alone because I'd typically have a wider variety of potential partners to choose from and there was little risk of any details making it back to the home office.

Recently I was sent to Woodbridge, New Jersey for some company sanctioned training which took place in the same hotel where everyone from out of town would be staying. Although I'd been to Woodbridge before, I'd never been to this particular hotel and wasn't the least bit dismayed to see that it was in a very commercial area with few, if any, entertainment options outside of the hotel itself in the immediate area. To me, this meant that we would be essentially within the walls of that hotel for at least two, and possibly three, nights which could raise the potential for an encounter with another bored guest; I wouldn't even be so choosy as to only consider fellow training attendees.

The first thing I did as the conference room filled on the first morning of our training was to take a good look around, see who else was looking around and decide who to start chatting up during the first break. It didn't take long since there were only ten women to the thirty or so men in attendance; of those ten, I don't think there was a single one who I'd be forced to turn down if she was to proposition me. I did, however, see a few who I'd be much more thrilled about getting naked with and focused my efforts on them. The first was a tall, strawberry blonde named Jenn, who was not only big in stature but had an impressive rack and a big, round ass. Meredith was thin, with mousy brown hair and a plain face, but a nice set of tits and a sweet ass that she'd squeezed into a snug skirt. Erika was a brunette with very blue eyes, a decent figure and impressive tits, as well. Dana's tits weren't exceptionally large, but looked perky in her sweater set and her ass was pretty nice. Stephanie had a cute smile and was also brunette like Erika and Dana, but it was hard to get a real sense of her figure in what she was wearing. Finally, there was Sun, who was a painfully cute and extremely petite Chinese woman who I'd actually worked with before, remotely between Denver and New York City, but had never met in person.

I made certain that I interacted with each of them during breaks and at lunch and was feeling some good vibes from a few of them but, by the end of the day, I still hadn't determined who the most likely candidate would be. After the day's training was over, all of the participants were invited to a dinner in the hotel where one of the corporate executives would be doing a brief presentation. The dinner was an Italian buffet and, by the time the presentation and the rich dessert was over, I was feeling the need to get in a workout of some kind. Since I hadn't managed to connect with any of the ladies enough to suggest a horizontal workout with any of them, I settled for a few laps in the hotel's indoor pool. I was surprised, after changing into my swimsuit, to find that the pool was completely deserted and wondered whether no one else had bothered to check the hotel website to see that there was one.

I was feeling less bloated after a few laps, but kept going until I realized I was no longer alone. I'd seen a movement out of the corner of my eye and paused to see what it was. There was no way I was prepared for the green string bikini, the body it just covered and that both belonged to Stephanie. I hoped the shock and lust didn't register on my face before I caught myself and casually greeted her. She returned my greeting as she descended the steps into the shallow end of the pool then swam in my direction. As much as I wanted to further leer at her body in that bikini, I was glad that she was now mostly underwater so that I wouldn't be tempted to. We started chatting again, as we had at various times during the day, and she explained that she'd brought the bikini in the event that the weather was even remotely conducive to a few hours at the beach before she headed back to Boston on Sunday afternoon. As it turned out, the weather was gloomy and gray, so the only opportunity she'd get to use her swimsuit would be in the hotel pool. I joked that it was very professional and that she should wear it to our training the next day.

That comment and the splash of water she sent my way following it changed the tone immediately to the two of us horsing around which ultimately provided us with an opening for physical contact. We might have spent the evening chatting amicably had we not gone from splashing each other to trying to dunk each other, which meant grabbing at each other. It was after a while that she commented on how surprised she was that no one else had shown up to use the pool. I replied, still feeling very playful, that we could have been skinny dipping the entire time had we known. She dared me to, anyway, and I said that I would if she would. The chemistry between us was obvious by this point so I think we were both looking for a reason to take it to the next level. I doffed my swimsuit and held it up for her to see before setting it nearby on the side of the pool. She didn't welch on me and soon had her bikini top undone, though she was submerged to her chin when she did it.

She did tease me when she put her bikini top on the edge of the pool by turning her back on me and rising up out of the water enough that I could see her bare back. She did the same thing after she shed her bottom. After that, she seemed to keep the water stirred up enough that I couldn't get a good look at her naked body below the surface. I was aroused and started sporting wood as soon as her bikini top was off but I wasn't certain how far this was going to go, so I didn't draw attention to it.

"So, what now?" she asked, swimming in my direction. Just as we were getting close enough that the next step seemed pretty obvious, we were interrupted by a loud voice from a hotel staff member who had just entered the pool area.

"Pool's closing in 15 minutes, folks," he called, startling us and causing us to lurch toward our swimsuits lying on the side of the pool. I don't know if he realized that we were naked or not because he busied himself with picking up towels and moving lounge chairs while we quickly slipped our suits back on. Stephanie needed me to help her tie her bikini top and, had we still been alone, I probably would have fondled her tits first. Instead, I just tied a bow in the middle of her back and we started to exit the pool. While we were drying off, she suggested that we should probably shower off all of the chlorine and I agreed. We gathered up our things and headed for the elevator.

My erection had quickly subsided but, once the elevator doors closed and we started to make out, it revived just as quickly. We went to her room and, as she was unlocking the door, I was removing her towel and untying her bikini top again, since the hallway was empty. As soon as we were inside, my hands were under her top, feeling the smooth flesh of her tits and her hard nipples. I was standing behind her so I pressed my growing cock against her ass. She leaned her head back so that we could make out again but soon turned to face me and caressed my cock as I completely removed her top. I backed up slightly so I could get a look at her tits as I fondled them. They were probably slightly above average in size and looked even better uncovered; I couldn't resist leaning down to lick and suck her hard nipples.

She indulged me for a few minutes, moaning and running her fingers through my hair, but soon started to back up, pulling me along with her. At the end of the bed, she sat down and started working on the drawstring of my swimsuit. Once she had it untied, she slid my trunks down and my cock sprung out right in her face. As I stepped out of my swimsuit, she was stroking my cock in one hand and fondling my balls in the other before wrapping her lips around my shaft. I moaned and ran my fingers through her hair as her hot mouth slid down my shaft and back up again. Her mouth felt outstanding as it moved up and down my throbbing tool and I suspected that it wouldn't take much effort on her part before I was spewing down her throat. She was sort of bent forward to suck my cock and, after a few highly pleasurable minutes, she slipped my cock from her mouth and suggested that I sit on the end of the bed while she moved to kneel on the floor.

In this new position, I leaned back on my elbows and watched as she held the base of my cock and started sliding her mouth up and down the shaft again. She was a very enthusiastic cocksucker and seemed almost to be enjoying sucking my cock as much as I was enjoying having my cock sucked. I was completely rigid and could feel an orgasm beginning to build as she pumped the base of my cock and slid her mouth up and down. When she paused to spend a few minutes tonguing my balls, she still pumped her hand up and down the shaft, continuing to drive me along. I savored the pleasure that I was feeling as she went back to sucking my cock again, bobbing her head up and down while I watched attentively and muttered encouragements. My cock swelled more and more the closer I got to cumming and the longer she sucked it until the pleasure I was feeling reached an apex and I started spurting into her mouth.

She swallowed my load and only let my cock fall from her mouth when I was completely spent. She stood up and asked if I was ready to shower so I sat up and untied her bikini bottom, letting it fall to her ankles. Her bush was trim and brown and I ran a finger between her lips to see how wet she was, causing her to moan as it brushed over her clit. Looking at her naked before me, the blood started heading back to my spent tool. When she turned to head toward the bathroom, I got a good look at her bare ass and was duly impressed. I got up to follow her and was just in time to see her bending over to adjust the water temperature for the shower; more blood flowed back toward my cock. Straightening up, she beckoned for me to join her as she stepped into the shower and I was right behind her.

I stood behind her as she wet herself down and ran my hands over her tits, down over her ribs to her waist, then dropped to my knees as I ran my hands over her succulent ass. Slipping a hand between her legs, I stroked her pussy again before she turned and leaned against the wall while propping a foot up on the edge of the tub. I positioned myself between her legs and ran my tongue up her pussy, tasting the juices that were flowing there while she moaned and grabbed my head. When I started licking her clit and slipped a finger up into her juicy pussy, she started to hump her pussy toward my face. With the shower still pouring over us, I devoured her pussy, licking and sucking her clit as I slid my finger in and out of her. Her moans were echoing off the tiled surfaces, making me pleased that I was stimulating her enough to elicit such a reaction, especially after what she'd done for me.

I was happy to have my face buried in her pussy and would have stayed there until the shower turned me into a giant, pink raisin but it was quickly becoming apparent that she was on her way to an intense orgasm. Her moans were getting louder and her hips moving faster while she held my head in place with one hand and braced herself with the other. Glancing up, I could see drops of water falling from her hard nipples and that her face was a mask of raw passion. I smiled as I continued lapping at her clit and pumping my finger knowing that she was nearly there. She seemed to tense up a little bit just before she came but then went nearly limp as her orgasm washed over her and I had to help keep her from slipping down the wall. When she let out a sigh, indicating that she'd finished cumming, I backed off and sat on my heels, still looking up at her hot, naked body.

When she seemed to have recovered, I stood and we made out as she fondled my recovering cock, then we started to lather each other up. By the time we were rinsing off, her tits and her ass were squeaky clean and my cock was not only thoroughly cleansed, but fully rigid again. We finished up and dried off, then Stephanie led me out of the bathroom and crawled onto the bed, pointing her ass at me while looking back over her shoulder. I got behind her on my knees as she lowered her head to the bedspread. After running my hands over her cheeks, I took my cock in hand and guided it to her pussy. Slipping in slowly, I moaned as I felt her hot, slippery wetness engulfing my throbbing tool. Once my hips were pressed against her ass, I took her by the waist and started to slowly ease myself in and out, relishing the feel of her pussy on every inch of my shaft.

She started moaning as well and slipped one of her hands back between her legs to stroke her clit as I fucked her. As worked up as we'd gotten ourselves in the shower, I didn't think she was putting her fingertips to work because she thought she'd need the help; rather, I figured that she just wanted to get there faster for some relief. I was fine with her helping herself out since we didn't really know each other, so I wouldn't be that familiar with her body. I still did my part by sliding my cock in and out of her and slipping my hands around to fondle her swinging tits. I was fucking her slowly, wanting to prolong the pleasure for both of us, but when she started to push back against my incoming thrusts, her moans getting louder, I pushed into her harder and deeper. When it became clear that she was getting closer to cumming, I straightened up and took her by the hips so I could pull her back against each of my thrusts.

Her moans continued to get longer and louder while her pussy became hotter and more slippery. I could feel my own second orgasm beginning to build faster but was confident that she would cum before I did. I could feel her tense up just before she came then her body trembled and she let out a ragged breath. I continued to slowly slide my cock in and out of her as she came but, once she'd finished, I slipped out of her and had her roll onto her back. Kneeling between her spread legs, I looked over her hot body again before lowering myself over her and guiding my cock back inside her. Supporting myself on my elbows and forearms, I started to fuck her again while leaning down so that we could make out again.

She wrapped her legs around mine and reached around to hold my ass as I pumped my cock in and out of her. I was in no hurry to cum because I was enjoying fucking her but the longer I did it, the closer I could feel my orgasm approaching. The level of pleasure was significant and I was savoring every second but I also felt certain that we'd have sufficient opportunity to experience more of it before we parted ways on Sunday. As I got closer to cumming, I was fucking her harder and faster while she started moaning again in response. I kissed her neck as I pounded her pussy, not able to keep up making out with her at the same time, so her moaning was right in my ear and getting louder. My cock started to swell even more in anticipation of blowing my load and must have helped to bring her up to the verge again. When I exploded into her, my cock spasming as I did, she let out a cry and started to shake beneath me.

She'd finished cumming again by the time I was spent, so I rolled off next to her as we caught our breath. I watched her heaving chest and couldn't resist reaching over to fondle her tits again, pleased that I'd not only been able to see what was under her bikini but had fondled, eaten and fucked her, too. I was already thinking about having her ride me and finishing up in a sixty-nine at some point during the next thirty-six hours. We spent the night in her room, getting just a bit of sleep, and ended up fucking in the pool the next evening when we found we had it to ourselves again. I also requested that she let me fuck her while she was wearing her green bikini back in her room later that night, which she consented to for me. We didn't check out until the last possible minute on Sunday because we were naked and sweaty up until then. We parted ways at the airport that afternoon while promising to investigate every possible way to justify more business travel for either or both of us in the near future.



Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 04



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Parts 1 & 2 and Viva Newark are prequels to this story. All other stories with Viva Woodbridge titles are related to this one, but aren't technically prequels or sequels. So, if the first few paragraphs of this story sound familiar, just stick with it and you'll understand what I mean.

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Early in my career, my first forays into business travel had me thinking that it wasn't something to look forward to or to get too excited about. After hooking up with a couple of female coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, I started to rethink that position. Of course, I didn't always travel with horny female coworkers, so it took some time and some experience to really start getting the most out of business travel. I was extremely careful when traveling with female colleagues to determine by whatever means possible if they were, in fact, horny before even indirectly suggesting any sort of dalliance. I was much more concerned with an accusation of sexual harassment than I was with being shot down. I was actually quite a bit more at ease when traveling alone because I'd typically have a wider variety of potential partners to choose from and there was little risk of any details making it back to the home office.

Recently I was sent to Woodbridge, New Jersey for some company sanctioned training which took place in the same hotel where everyone from out of town would be staying. Although I'd been to Woodbridge before, I'd never been to this particular hotel and wasn't the least bit dismayed to see that it was in a very commercial area with few, if any, entertainment options outside of the hotel itself in the immediate area. To me, this meant that we would be essentially within the walls of that hotel for at least two, and possibly three, nights which could raise the potential for an encounter with another bored guest; I wouldn't even be so choosy as to only consider fellow training attendees.

The first thing I did as the conference room filled on the first morning of our training was to take a good look around, see who else was looking around and decide who to start chatting up during the first break. It didn't take long since there were only ten women to the thirty or so men in attendance; of those ten, I don't think there was a single one who I'd be forced to turn down if she was to proposition me. I did, however, see a few who I'd be much more thrilled about getting naked with and focused my efforts on them. The first was a tall, strawberry blonde named Jenn, who was not only big in stature but had an impressive rack and a big, round ass. Meredith was thin, with mousy brown hair and a plain face, but a nice set of tits and a sweet ass that she'd squeezed into a snug skirt. Erika was a brunette with very blue eyes, a decent figure and impressive tits, as well. Dana's tits weren't exceptionally large, but looked perky in her sweater set and her ass was pretty nice. Stephanie had a cute smile and was also brunette like Erika and Dana, but it was hard to get a real sense of her figure in what she was wearing. Finally, there was Sun, who was a painfully cute and extremely petite Chinese woman who I'd actually worked with before, remotely between Denver and New York City, but had never met in person.

I made certain that I interacted with each of them during breaks and at lunch and was feeling some good vibes from a few of them but, by the end of the day, I still hadn't determined who the most likely candidate would be. After the day's training was over, all of the participants were invited to a dinner in the hotel where one of the corporate executives would be doing a brief presentation. The dinner was an Italian buffet and each table was amply supplied with bottles of wine. By the time we broke up for the night, I'd had enough wine to just have a slight buzz but also enough pasta to keep me from being all out drunk. Given that there was nothing outside the hotel to do nearby, I assumed that anyone who was still interested in socializing would be in the bar so, after a quick trip up to my room, I headed there.

I was surprised to walk in the door and find the place nearly deserted...on a Friday night! Looking around, I was relieved to see Dana sitting at the bar with a glass of red wine in front of her. She appeared pleased when I joined her and also expressed her surprise and disappointment that the place was so dead. I asked what she was drinking and, since she said it was a decent cabernet, I ordered the same. The whole time we chatted and got to know each other better and, eventually, started to flirt a little bit, we were expecting more people from our training to show up at any minute. When no one did, Dana wondered what everyone else could possibly be up to with so little else to do around the hotel. I speculated that the rest of the class was all sitting in the hot tub, which surprised Dana because she didn't realize the hotel had a hot tub. When I told her that is was right by the pool, she confessed that she didn't even know there was a pool. She seemed a little disappointed because she hadn't brought a swimsuit along, so she couldn't take advantage of either amenity.

Trying to be optimistic, I suggested that if she went up to her room and filled her bathtub with hot water, she'd be able to continue to drink her wine as she soaked where, if she was using the hot tub, glasses wouldn't be allowed there. She asked if I thought that we could take the wineglasses out of the bar and I figured that housekeeping would make sure they got back where they came from. I was pleasantly surprised when she suggested that we get a couple of refills and head up to her room to try out her tub together. I didn't even have to think about it, so we topped off our wineglasses and headed for the lobby elevator with them in hand. Figuring it was safe based on her invitation, I leaned in to kiss her once the doors had closed and we were quickly making out. At her floor, we headed for her room and, once inside, she set our wineglasses on the edge of the tub as she got the water running and poured some hotel-supplied bubble bath in with it. I was admiring her ass in her black slacks as she bent over the tub and was looking forward to seeing it bare.

She turned back to me as the tub continued filling and started to unbutton my shirt while I unbuttoned the top sweater of her salmon-colored sweater set. We each let our top layer drop to the floor then I let her remove my t-shirt before I pulled the second sweater over her head, revealing her perky tits in a fairly plain bra. As she worked on getting my jeans opened up, I was fondling her tits, feeling her hard nipples through the thin fabric. When she started to work my jeans down, I let her get them completely off, leaving me in just my tented-out briefs, before reaching behind her to unfasten her bra. I slid her bra down her arms, slowly revealing the creamy flesh of her tits, followed by her pink areolas and nipples. Dropping her bra to the floor, I ran my hands over her tits again, feeling her hard nipples beneath my palm before gently pulling on them, causing her to moan.

She was rubbing the front of my briefs as I reached down to unfasten her slacks, which then dropped to her ankles, revealing her bikini panties. I dropped to my knees to help her step out of her slacks, then slid her panties down, too, exposing a trim, dark brown bush. Once she'd stepped out of her panties, I leaned her back against the counter and started to lick her pussy, causing her to moan. Her juices were really flowing, so I lapped them up before slipping a finger into her and focusing my tonguing on her clit. She was holding my head as she humped her pussy toward my face, her moans getting louder and echoing through the small room. It was obvious that she was pretty worked up, though I didn't know if it was from undressing each other or if it had started earlier in the evening. In either case, she was so wet that I easily slipped a second finger into her along with the first which caused her to let out a passionate moan that I was certain could have been heard in the hall.

She was really humping my face hard as I fucked her with two fingers while licking and sucking her clit, so it was obvious that she was quickly approaching an orgasm. I was enjoying eating her pussy, but I had a strong suspicion that this would not be my only opportunity, so I was perfectly fine with her cumming so quickly. My throbbing cock also reminded me that, the sooner she came, the sooner it would be buried either in her mouth or her pussy. Her moaning was becoming almost whimpering as she started to tense up, then she let out a shuddering moan as the tension left her body and she shook as she came. I didn't stop eating her pussy until she'd clearly finished cumming, then sat back on my heels and sucked her juices off my fingers. As she was catching her breath, she suddenly realized that the tub was nearly full, so she stepped over to turn it off, giving me an eye-level view of her bare ass and her pussy peeking out from between her legs.

With the water turned off, she turned back to me and helped me to stand, then took my briefs down and stroked my cock as I stepped out of them. She suggested that I get in the tub first and, once I was reclining against the end, she stepped in and straddled me, facing in my direction as she lowered her pussy toward my rigid cock. My eyes roved her naked physique, from her trim, brown bush to her perky tits and up to her cute face framed by her brown hair. Taking my cock in her hand, she lowered herself onto it, engulfing it in her hot, wet pussy and causing both of us to moan. She started to slowly ride up and down as I reached up to fondle her tits. Her pussy felt fantastic as it slid up and down my shaft, making me glad she'd already cum so that I wouldn't be too concerned about leaving her high and dry. I could feel my orgasm starting to build from the moment I slipped into her.

As she rode me harder and faster, gripping the edges of the tub and making waves under the bubbles, I slipped my hands down to her waist to pull her down harder as I was thrusting up into her. She eventually shifted from basically squatting over me to kneeling and bracing herself against the wall behind my head so I moved my hands down to her ass, massaging her cheeks as she rode me. My orgasm was building nice and slowly given how worked up I was to be with this woman I barely knew within just a few hours of meeting her. We made out a little bit when she first leaned forward, but the harder she rode me, the harder it was to keep up. I was savoring the pleasure that I was feeling as my cock began to swell even more until I finally exploded into her, letting out a moan that echoed off of the tiles surrounding us.

Once I was spent, she pressed her lips against mine and we made out before she repositioned herself to lean back against me as we went back to drinking our wine and talking. We soaked in the tub until the bubbles were nearly gone and the water was getting cooler, then dried each other off thoroughly, further arousing ourselves. With the tub draining and our bodies dry, we headed for Dana's bed where she had me lie in the middle as she positioned herself between my legs. She took my rigid cock in her fist, stroked it briefly, then lowered her mouth over it. I moaned as her lips slid down my shaft and back up again. It was extremely hot to watch my cock disappearing within her mouth while her hair hung around her face, brushing against my hips and thighs. I could also look past her bobbing head to see her ass sticking up in the air beyond it. She did an excellent job of making sure I was fully rigid and completely charged up before releasing my cock and moving up to straddle me again.

I admired her pretty face and her tits again as she moved up over me, then watched as she guided my cock back into her pussy. I was again impressed by how hot and wet her pussy was as it engulfed my tool and let out a moan to express my pleasure. Sitting straight upright, she started to slowly ride me as I reached up to fondle her tits, caressing the soft flesh and her hard nipples. While I enjoyed the feel of her pussy sliding up and down my tool and her tits in my hands, I was also absorbing every other detail of the encounter because I knew it would be something I'd want to remember long after this weekend was over. I took in all the details of her face - her brown eyes, her lips, her pink tongue -- all surrounded by her brown hair. My eyes explored her skin over her shoulders and down her arms, over her tits and her stomach down to her trim brown bush and down her thighs to her knees. I wanted to be able to recall everything.

When she leaned forward so that we could make out again as she continued to ride me, I could no longer admire her body, so I reached around and caressed her ass cheeks as they bounced up and down. Making out ended up being short lived as she pulled her mouth from mine to moan more frequently; based on that and the way her pussy was feeling even wetter, I surmised that she was verging on another orgasm. She continued to ride me harder and faster while I continued to massage her ass cheeks and enjoy her pussy sliding up and down my shaft. My own orgasm was building as well, but it appeared that she was a few steps ahead of me. Sure enough, she seemed to go into slow motion and a tremor passed through her as she came again. I just lay there, massaging her ass and letting her ride me at her pace.

When she opened her eyes, she smiled down at me and kissed me again before asking if I'd mind if she finished me off with her mouth. I told her that I was okay with that as long as I could eat her pussy at the same time. She climbed off of my cock and switched around so that her pussy was over my face and her face was over my cock. While I was still admiring her trim bush, she'd already gripped the base of my tool and sunk her mouth down on it again. I moaned and enjoyed the first few passes of her lips before running my tongue along her dripping slit and it was her turn to moan. While I slipped a finger into her and lapped at her pussy, she was sliding her lips up and down my shaft, demonstrating an excellence in cocksucking. The pause as we switched positions had delayed my orgasm slightly, but once she got going on blowing me, it started to build back up very quickly.

I was enjoying eating her pussy again and making sure to provide her with every bit of pleasure that I could, but I was also appreciating the building levels of pleasure as she sucked my cock and my orgasm came closer and closer. As my cock began to swell in anticipation of cumming, I paused in eating her so I could relish the last few minutes before I came. She remained focused and soon was swallowing my load as I exploded into her mouth, moaning loudly as I did. She nursed my cock until I was completely spent, then let it fall from her mouth and concentrated on her own pleasure. I slipped a second finger into her again as I had earlier and was rewarded with a similar reaction; she moaned loudly and pushed back against my fingers while I continued to lick and suck her clit.

Because she had just cum not that long before and her pussy seemed to still be pretty well engorged, it didn't appear as though it was going to take her even as long to cum as it had when she'd been riding my cock. I didn't try to hurry her along, instead doing what I could to prolong her pleasure. Even still, it became obvious that she was building back up again pretty quickly and was soon right on the verge of cumming again. I wasn't surprised when she let out a cry and her body started to shake. I continued to work on her pussy until she let out a long sigh and rested her head on my thigh.

Once she'd caught her breath, she moved back around to lie beside me and we just lay there naked for a little while, still enjoying each other's company, before she asked if I was going to spend the night. I told her that I'd be pleased to, so she went about getting herself ready for bed and we were soon snuggled together under the covers. So we didn't feel guilty about the company wasting money, we did spend the next night in my room and tried out my shower on our last morning together. As we parted after two days of learning and two nights of lust, it was bittersweet, but we promised to figure out a way to get together again soon and, if we could get the company to absorb the cost, even better. 



Viva Woodbridge: Scenario 05



Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.

Note: If you haven't read them already, Viva Las Vegas -- Parts 1 & 2 and Viva Newark are prequels to this story. All other stories with Viva Woodbridge titles are related to this one, but aren't technically prequels or sequels. So, if the first few paragraphs of this story sound familiar, just stick with it and you'll understand what I mean.

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Early in my career, my first forays into business travel had me thinking that it wasn't something to look forward to or to get too excited about. After hooking up with a couple of female coworkers on separate business trips to Las Vegas, I started to rethink that position. Of course, I didn't always travel with horny female coworkers, so it took some time and some experience to really start getting the most out of business travel. I was extremely careful when traveling with female colleagues to determine by whatever means possible if they were, in fact, horny before even indirectly suggesting any sort of dalliance. I was much more concerned with an accusation of sexual harassment than I was with being shot down. I was actually quite a bit more at ease when traveling alone because I'd typically have a wider variety of potential partners to choose from and there was little risk of any details making it back to the home office.

Recently I was sent to Woodbridge, New Jersey for some company sanctioned training which took place in the same hotel where everyone from out of town would be staying. Although I'd been to Woodbridge before, I'd never been to this particular hotel and wasn't the least bit dismayed to see that it was in a very commercial area with few, if any, entertainment options outside of the hotel itself in the immediate area. To me, this meant that we would be essentially within the walls of that hotel for at least two, and possibly three, nights which could raise the potential for an encounter with another bored guest; I wouldn't even be so choosy as to only consider fellow training attendees.

The first thing I did as the conference room filled on the first morning of our training was to take a good look around, see who else was looking around and decide who to start chatting up during the first break. It didn't take long since there were only ten women to the thirty or so men in attendance; of those ten, I don't think there was a single one who I'd be forced to turn down if she was to proposition me. I did, however, see a few who I'd be much more thrilled about getting naked with and focused my efforts on them. The first was a tall, strawberry blonde named Jenn, who was not only big in stature but had an impressive rack and a big, round ass. Meredith was thin, with mousy brown hair and a plain face, but a nice set of tits and a sweet ass that she'd squeezed into a snug skirt. Erika was a brunette with very blue eyes, a decent figure and impressive tits, as well. Dana's tits weren't exceptionally large, but looked perky in her sweater set and her ass was pretty nice. Stephanie had a cute smile and was also brunette like Erika and Dana, but it was hard to get a real sense of her figure in what she was wearing. Finally, there was Sun, who was a painfully cute and extremely petite Chinese woman who I'd actually worked with before, remotely between Denver and New York City, but had never met in person.

It was during our first break that I saw Sun's name and realized who she was. I went over and introduced myself and she was thrilled that we were actually meeting in person after having worked together via email and phone for so long. I don't know why it never came up that we'd both be attending the same training. We'd developed a very good rapport, which included a little bit of flirting, as we'd worked together but I didn't have the slightest idea what she looked like until that moment. I was pleased that she seemed as excited about meeting in person as I knew I was. When the first break wrapped up, we almost didn't make it back to our seats in time. We hooked up again at lunch break and sat together as we ate, then spent the afternoon break together, as well. It is probably good that we didn't end up sitting together during the actual training, because we'd probably have ended up with detention, writing on the whiteboard "I will not talk during class."

After the day's training was over, all of the participants were invited to a dinner in the hotel where one of the corporate executives would be doing a brief presentation. The dinner was an Italian buffet and each table was amply supplied with bottles of wine. Sun and I sat together and, while we did make the effort to meet a lot of the other attendees, our main focus still remained each other. Once the dinner and the presentation were over, we made sure our wineglasses were topped off and went to sit in a comfortable section of the lobby where we continued to talk. I asked how she had managed to score a hotel room for the night given that she lived right in Manhattan and she explained that she'd made a good case because of the early start the next morning, but she hadn't stayed over Thursday night, as I had, nor was she staying Saturday night. When I told her that I was, she suggested checking to see if I could cancel my reservation for Saturday night and we could hang out in the city then I could crash at her place. Leaving her momentarily, I went to check on that possibility and, since there was no penalty, I went ahead and canceled my reservation for Saturday night.

When I got back to her, I asked if she could see her apartment from her hotel room since some rooms had a good view of the Manhattan skyline but she said that it had been too cloudy when she'd checked in so she didn't know. Even though it was dark outside by then, she suggested that we go on up and take a look. We'd finished our wine by then, so we left the glasses behind and headed for the elevator. Alone in the elevator on our way to her floor, Sun leaned against me and "I like you; you're cute" so I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. As we started making out, I reached down for her ass which, due to her petite stature, was almost like holding two large grapefruits in my hands. Her breasts were likewise relative to her stature, which I determined as she was unlocking her door and I was standing behind her, feeling up her tits.

Once we were inside her room and the door was bolted behind us, we never even looked out the window. Sun got up on her bed and, kneeling, she was a lot closer to my height, so we started making out again while my hands went right back to her tits. I worked her blouse up over her head and, after fondling her hard nipples through her bra, unfastened the front clasp and ran my hands over her bare tits. She was moaning as I toyed with her hard nipples, so I lowered my head to lick and suck them while she started to pull my shirt up. I let up on devouring her nipples only to help her get my shirt off, then had her lay back in the middle of her bed and started to work her pants off. She looked so fucking hot lying there in just her panties that, if I hadn't already been rock hard, I quickly would have been.

I kissed her smooth inner thighs and her abdomen, all around her panties, before slowly sliding them off as she raised her ass up off the bed. Her black bush was trimmed down to a very small patch and, once I'd slid her panties down her legs and cast them aside, I moved in for a closer look. I ran my tongue up between her lips, tasting the juices that had collected there, and causing her to let out a moan and grab my head. She only got louder and held my head tighter when I slipped a finger up into her juicy pussy and started to lick her clit. She was humping her pussy toward my face as I worked my tongue and fingers, clearly having the desired effect on her. I couldn't believe that this colleague who I'd enjoyed working with so much, not only turned out to be extremely cute, but that I now had my face buried between her thighs. I was glad that we'd ended up at the same training but I didn't believe it was a mere coincidence.

I glanced up toward her face as I devoured her pussy; her tits were hidden by her arms, but the expression on her face was a display of raw passion. I sensed, not only by the noises she was making, but by the way her pussy was feeling, that she was approaching an orgasm. Since what I was doing appeared to be getting the job done, I didn't vary much and just continued to lick and suck her clit while sliding my finger out of her dripping pussy. She was gradually tensing up and her voice was getting higher pitched until she let out a loud moan and went limp, convulsing a few times as she came before going completely still. I raised my head, spotted her hard nipples again and crawled up over her to lick and suck them some more while she recovered. Once she was back to herself, she rolled me over onto my back and kissed me hard on the mouth before kissing her way down my bare chest until she reached my waistband.

She unfastened my belt and opened my jeans then worked them down along with my underwear so that my rigid cock sprung out. With my jeans, underwear, shoes and socks cast aside, she knelt between my legs and gently stroked my tool. Leaning down, she ran her tongue up my shaft and around the head as well as over my balls. Taking my shaft in her small fist, she lowered her mouth over it, her lips sliding down to touch her fist, then sliding back up again. I moaned at the feeling of her hot mouth engulfing my throbbing tool and ran my fingers through her long, black hair. She sucked my cock only long enough to establish that she was an extremely talented cocksucker, but not long enough to put me in danger of cumming too quickly. She told me that she was going to finish sucking me off later as she crawled up to straddle me and guided my cock into her hot pussy.

We both moaned as my cock filled her pussy and she started to slowly ride up and down on it. I reached up to fondle her tits and toy with her hard nipples, something I was certain I'd never tire of. Her pussy felt outstanding, snug and hot and slippery all at the same time, so I was in heaven with it sliding up and down my tool. She seemed to be feeling pretty good, too, based on the noises she was making as she fucked me. I think she wanted to continue fucking me slowly but found it hard not to increase her pace the longer she rode me. I ended up dropping my hands down to her hips to help pull her down harder on my cock as I forced it up deeper into her each time she came down. One of her hands dropped down to her bush and started to rub her clit as she rode me and I could feel her pussy getting even hotter and wetter the longer we went at it.

My orgasm was starting to build as her pussy continued to feel even better but it was clear that she was way ahead of me. She was riding me hard and fast, moaning almost continuously, and the color was high in her cheeks. My attention was being drawn back and forth from her face, which showed that she was in the throes of passion, and her tits, which weren't quite big enough to bounce as she fucked me. Her hand was covering her bush as she massaged her clit, so I wasn't able to watch my cock disappearing and reappearing, but I wasn't put out by that. The feel of her pussy, though, as she got closer to cumming was unbelievably becoming even better and drawing out my orgasm even faster. I wasn't quite on the verge yet, though, when she seemed to go into slow motion and shake all over as she came.

Her orgasm seemed to go on and on, which was fine by me because she was obviously enjoying it a great deal. I was perfectly happy to just lie there with my cock buried in her hot pussy until she finally seemed to come back to reality and smiled down at me. She told me that she was going to take care of me as she climbed off my still throbbing cock then moved back down the bed and started licking her juices off of it. I grabbed the pillows and propped myself up so I could watch her as she started pumping my cock in her fist and lowered her mouth down over it. Again, she didn't disappoint as she started to enthusiastically suck my cock while pumping the base, pausing occasionally to lick and suck my balls. I was running my fingers through her silky black hair while my attention remain mostly on her mouth sliding up and down my tool, though I occasionally would take a quick peek at her ass sticking up in the air.

Since I was already well on my way to cumming when she'd been riding me, it didn't take much of her skillful cocksucking before I was on the verge again. I relished the building pleasure as my cock swelled even more. She never paused, even when I grunted and started to spurt down her throat. She greedily swallowed my load and continued to nurse my cock until I started to go limp, then let it fall from her mouth and crawled up to lie beside me. We just lay there for a little while, feeling each other breathing and recovering, before we started talking, then kissing, then caressing and fondling each other again. By the time we finally shut the lights off to get some rest, we'd fucked on the table and each of the accompanying chairs, on the bathroom counter and the toilet and in every position we could imagine on the bed. I could actually have canceled my hotel reservation for that night, as well, since I spent it in Sun's bed.

It was difficult to remain focused the next day during our training, knowing that things were likely to be just as wild once we'd reached her apartment in the West Village that afternoon. We were very careful to maintain professional appearances during the day, but once we boarded the train, all bets were off...

To be continued...



Vivan



I believe that one of the most powerful motivational forces in the world is to deny a man something that is constantly waved in front of their nose day in and day out. If the man knows that the denied item has been had and enjoyed by another man the force is multiplied. My wife Vivan is an attractive lady, she has many fine attributes, but her finest has to be her nice round ass and it is not only me that feels that way. In town or on the beach it was not uncommon to have guys stop whatever they were doing to stare glazed eyed as my wife's nice ass went walking by. I have seen guys watch her walk by, and then grab their crouch and make hunching motions as they laughed and lusted after her. When we first dated she worked in a factory that was known for its many levels of hedonism. Dancing, drinking, swinging, fornication, and adultery was open and welcomed. It was a running sport to see who and where a couple could have sex with while on the clock without being caught. On occasions women would have a contest to see how many cocks they could suck off during break time. The contestants would spend the rest of the night and return home after work with semen stains on their shirts as testimony of their success. Vivan although she had been raised in the church by very straight laced parents flirted and was enticed into participating at times and with various men in assorted ways while she worked there. Once the men in the factory had an election to decide which women was the most desirable and what body parts of various women were the best. Vivan won by a landslide as the woman with the most desirable ass.

Before our marriage we enjoyed each other's bodies frequently. We discussed turn ons and turn offs. When the discussion turned to anal sex Vivan informed me that anal sex was out of the question. As a teenager she had grown up believing that the greatest gift a girl could give her husband on her wedding night was her virginity. She had dated only one boy in high school, as with most young couples their hormones raged and on a number of occasions they had come close to crossing the line, but no matter how hot she felt or how horny he was she always insisted on waiting till the honeymoon. 

After the wedding ceremony they had driven for several hours to their motel and she had teased him all along the way. Rubbing and even once unzipping his fly while he was driving to take him in her mouth. By the time they reached the motel, his cock was hard as steal and her pussy was heated with expectancy. They both were so hot that they forsook a meal to consummate the marriage. She had planned the evening to make memories for both of them. A sexy nightgown and perfume was waiting inside her night case. She never got a chance to even freshen up. When they got in the room he locked the door and before she knew what was happening her wedding gown was torn from her body and he was forcing himself between her legs. Her own heat was such that although the tearing of the gown made her sad, she also with great excitement was ready to experience the pleasure in her body that for eighteen years she had denied herself.

She instinctively raised her legs and wrapped them around his back while trying to pull his face down for a kiss. He reached down and grasp his cock which was rock hard and lined it up with her virgin pussy. With a mighty shove his cock entered into her pussy only about a quarter of an inch. Frustrated he rammed again and again, but her pussy would not grant him access to her inner most treasure. Where the resistance drove him to shove harder and harder, she had experienced incredible pain at his first shove. She had awaken from the hot heated desire of lust to wide eyed intense pain in her pussy. She cried out for him to stop, something was wrong. His increasingly hard shoves and the pain they created drove scream of pain even louder from her mouth. His attempts to cram his cock into the pussy that had been denied him for so long changed him from loving and lusting to an animal that would not be denied.

She tried to wrestle him off, but her sounds of pain and physical resistance only intensified his lust. Sweating and straining they wrestled there on the bed. She twisting and turning trying to escape till she managed to turn over on her stomach still screaming "No, and Stop please your hurting me" as she tried to crawl off the bed to escape. Hanging on with all his strength to the squirming screaming girl, lust and anger consuming his entire being, His rock hard cock ran up the crack of her ass. The memories of all the teasing and nights he had gone home with a hard-on after she had gotten him hot and sent him away with a "NO, not till our wedding night" ran through his mind. In a voice that haunts her even today he said, "If your pussy is too dry and want let me fuck it, I know another place that is always ready." With that he reached down and aligned his rock hard cock with the opening to her anus. With all the built up lust and animal passion from the physical interaction and frustration provided he rammed his hugely swelled cock all the way to his balls into her bowels in one mighty shove. 

As the pain exploded in her ass all strength to fight disappeared. As her mouth screamed in pain and anguish, her mind locked onto the vulgarity of her beloved new husband, ass fucking her. "How could he be doing this to me, she thought only whores take it in the ass". The pain and shame seemed to last forever as he humped and grunted in her sore ass. Later she would remember her bladder letting go and her pissing herself from the pain. The feel of stretching and tearing seemed to go from her ass to her throat, and she vomited from an empty stomach. How long he fucked her ass and when exactly she passed out she was not sure. When she awoke, she found herself naked lying in a bed wet with piss and vomit. Hurting all over and her mouth tasting terribly she tried to get up. Shit, dried cum and blood were all over the mattress her tattered wedding dress lying where it had fallen. 

Her new husband had gotten hungry after fucking her and gone out to get something to eat. She crawled to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. Shit, dried blood and cum were smeared all over her face and matted even in her hair where after raping her ass he had stuck his dirty cock into her mouth to clean it of her filth while she was passed out. He told her later after using her mouth to clean his cock he had gotten horny again and raped her ass a second time while she lay unconscious.

The first week of marriage was terror. Once in the morning and sometimes twice at night she was forced to submit as a good wife. At times he would try again to bust her cherry, mostly with his cock, but sometimes with his fingers or the handle of the broom. The failure to open her up would only frustrate him to imagine other attacks. Anytime his desire grew he would force her to chose too either an anal fuck or sucking his dick off again. Sometimes when she sucked him off he would laugh at her and then sodomize her anyway. When the opportunity came she went to the doctor who discovered that here pussy had an extremely thick hymen. The doctor after explaining the problem took a scalpel and cut through the hymen to allow normal intercourse. 

The painful memories of her abuse and suffering caused her to reject any and all thoughts of anal sex. Her first marriage lasted only a short time. Despite the fact that she was able and willing to allow him to have normal oral and vaginal sex, he became more and more abusive. Coming home from work early one day she found him in her bed fucking his cousin. After a year she got pregnant and during a fit of anger he beat her and knocked her down the stairs causing her lose the baby. At last broken and abused she was forced to seek a divorce. In a state of brokenness and feeling like a failure she like many others sought to find something to help her overcome the pain in her life. Drinking partying, bars and one night stands became her life. A simple escape from what she saw as a failed life. This was where we found each other.

Knowing all of this I understood the pain that she carried and tried ignore the desire that was in me to have anal sex with her. Sometimes when we went out partying I would pretend to be really drunk and try to fuck her ass, but it never happened. In time her swaying and wiggling that beautiful ass in front of me day in and out got to me. Some nights I would lie beside her and the warmth and smell of her body would envelope me, I would reach out and wake her as we enjoyed each other with sighs and cries in the dark. Other nights she would reject my advances and I would lie beside her and the story of her first honeymoon would run through my mind and I would have to get up and masturbate to relieve the pressure. Guilt and desire became a constant companion, I did not want to hurt or add to the hurt, but I burned with desire to own that ass. As time went on the lust to have her as he had her grew larger and stronger. In time I became the beast and got what I wanted from her body as well, but that is for another story.

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