Video Boy's Vegas Trip
 

My wife and I decided to take a four night trip to Las Vegas to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. We reasoned that we had not had much time in the last 10 years to enjoy eachother's company and we certainly deserved to take five days away from the kids and the daily grind of life. We booked a suite and anxiously awaited out departure date.

My wife, despite the five children, has maintained remarkably well. She is 5'4" and 135lbs, 36B breasts with the greatest erect nipples. While not prudish, she does not tend to be the most adventuous or imaginative in the bedroom and it is usually incumbent upon me to bring new and exciting things. Despite my best efforts, we have, by all accounts, a pretty average sex life. We "get together" about once a week with most occassions being direct and to the point.

I found myself, while gazing out the airplane window, thinking about what new and exciting things we could do while in Las Vegas. The slogan "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" kept echoing in my mind like a chorus from a song that you can't stop singing no matter how hard you try. It seemed that every time my mind drifted to an idea that would excite me, I had to dismiss it reasoning that, Shannon, my wife, would never agree to it. Besides, I was not sure how I would feel about half of my fantasies if they became reality.

We arrived at the Bellagio at around 4PM and quickly decided that drinks at the bar would be the most appropriate way to begin our vacation. And so we sat, each with an adult beverage, making superficial conversation and trying our best to not bring the children and/or our jobs into our consciousness. I did, however, become subtly conscious of another couple sitting near the entrance to the bar. Their seemingly constant glances over to our table became a knawing curiosity for me.

"Casually look back at that couple sitting over by the entrance," I said to Shannon quietly as if we could be heard by anyone at the bar, "They keep looking over here. I wonder if they think they know us."

Shannon, casually, reached for her purse drapped over the back of her chair. When she looked back to me she simply shrugged her shoulders dismissively.

After another round or two of drinks and some appetizers, nature called and I finally had to excuse myself to the restroom. When I arrived back at the table, Shannon was actively engaged in conversation with the woman from the other table. She cheerful stuck out her hand and introduced herself to me.

"Hi, I'm Rebecca." She continued, "My husband and I couldn't help but notice that you guys looked like Vegas first timers. We use to have the same look. So, I thought I would come over and offer some suggestions on some things to do while you are here." She absolutely talked a mile-a-minute with a faint southern drawl as she motioned for her husband to come to the table.

Her husband, noticable more reserved, arrived at the table and introductions were exchanged. They sat down and shared a drink with us, talked about various things to do in Vegas and other small talk. Bill, her husband, seemed like a good ol' boy from the south, quiet except the occassional sharp witted comment or two. Rebecca, however, was a pistol. She was barely 5 feet tall, had obviously enhanced breasts and a personality to match their size. Everything she did, she did fast and you simply just had to hold on for dear life. So, it did not surprise me when she announced her own trip to the restroom, suggested that Shannon join her, grabbed her hand, and off they went.

Bill sat their smiling and apologetic smile and stated, "I dunno about that woman. You'd think I'd be use to it after 15 years but....."

When the girls arrived back at the table after what seemed to be an eternity, Rebecca began to gather her things, including Bill, stating, "So maybe we will see ya'll tonight. It was really nice to meet ya's. Have fun if we don't see ya's again." And, like a tornado, she was gone.

I looked inquisitively at Shannon and she said, "We've been invited to a small party in their hotel suite tonight."

I started to laugh and stated the obvious, "Swingers. I knew it."

Shannon replied, "Not exactly." Now, despite my confused look, Shannon did not elaborate. She simply stood up and asked that I pay the bill. She had an odd look about her that I had never seen and I took it as her being upset. In moment like this, I found, that it is best to do what she says and leave it at that.

We quietly explored the hotel for a bit and decided to head back to the room. Once we arrived, Shannon announced that she was going to take a shower and I settled down on the bed to watch some television. I swear, Shannon takes the longest showers known to man and I nearly fell asleep due to mixture of alcohol and boredom.

When she finally emerged, she asked, "Why don't you run down to that little store and get a couple of bottles of wine for the party tonight?" As she asked this, she let the towel fall to the floor and exposed her completely shaved pussy. She had not shaved off all of her pubic hair since we were in our mid-twenties instead opting for a neatly trimmed look. My dick instantly responded and my head began to swim. Almost absent mindedly, I grabbed my wallet and headed for the door.

I turned, just as I opened the door and questioned, "Are you sure?"

Now, I'm not sure is she was just being coy, but she replied, "About the wine, yes. See you in a few minutes." She clicked on the hair dryer and I slowly walked out trying my best to hide my raging hard-on.

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Great start.... can't wait to see where this goes :)

When I arrived back at the room, bottles of wine in tow, Shannon was finishing up her make-up in the mirror. I have to say, even though I'm prejudice, she looked stunning in a knee-length black dress that was low cut in the back, matcjng black stockings with 3 inch heels. I had not seen this dress before but surmised that she must have bought it specifically for the trip.

I kissed her gently on the back of the neck and allowed her shoulder length brown hair fall back in place. She stared back at me with her peircing blue eyes and suggested that I take a shower and I dutifully complied. My cock sprang back to life as I resisted the temptation to ease some of the tention by pounding out a load. Now, I have never been to a swinger's party and was relatively sure that Shannon had not either. The excitement of not knowing what to expect had my hormones in overdrive.

While dressing, I asked Shannon what she meant by, "Not exactly" a swinger's party. She told me that I was just going to have to wait and see. She told me that she was sure that it was going to be fine and I had no choice but to believe her.

"Besides," she began looking directly at my semi-hard cock, "From the looks of things, some part of you is really looking forward to going."

I blushed and stated, "Hey, I can't help it. It's got a mind of it's own. I have no idea what is going on anyway. You seem to know everything and your not telling."

With that, she raised up her dress, put one leg on the chair, and exposed her black thong. She pulled her panties to the side and slid two fingers into her soaking wet c*nt. Sliding them in and out a few times to demonstrate how wet she was, she admitted, "Your's is not the only one."

Walking to Bill and Rebecca's suite gave ample opportunity for us to cool down. We were greeted at the door by Rebecca who could harly contain her glee at our arrival.

"Aweome," she exclaimed, "so happy ya'll could make it. Come on in". She showed is into the suite and it was magnificent. To our immediate left was a guest bathrom. To the right was a dining room table complete with eight chairs. In front of us was a huge living area with two couches and two overstuffed chairs. She ushered us in and began introductions, "Over there on the couch is Amanda and Peter (who simply waved) and this is Jack and Kat." Jack got up and shook both of our hands and his wife followed suit. "Ya'll remeber Bill," she continued pointing to the web bar where Bill was busy filling drink orders.

Amanda and Peter both appeared as apprehensive as Shannon and I. Peter was tall , 6'2" or so and his wife was easily the tallest woman there, 5'10". She had long light brown hair and gave the faint impression of being slightly hispanic. She was what I call "Xanax thin", 140lbs with perhaps A cup breasts. She sat crossed legged and wore a brown dress that furthered her hispanic impression. Peter, for what it is worth, looked like he came from money and had all the hallmarks of an ivy league graduate. Both appeared to be in their late twenties or early thirties. Jack and Kat, however, were obviously older, perhaps in their mid-forties. Kat had naturally blonde hair that she appeared to make even more blonde to perhaps cover some premature greys. She was slightly taller than Shannon and a little heavier but she carried it well.

After a round of drinks or two, everyone seemed to be relaxing when Rebacca anounced that the evening's activities would begin at the dining room table. I have to admit, I wanted to fuck that world wind so bad. She was wearing a white dress that was cut so low that it barely contained those 36C fake tits. She had on 5 inch heals that made her calves pop as she strode across the carpet. I mean to say that she exuded sexuality with her every breath.

"The first game tonight is a friendly game of strip poker. Hey, this is Vegas after all." Rebecca explained the rules. The first rule is that no one is allowed to fold their hand and since the girls, all of them in dresses, were at an obvious disadvantage, should one of them have the worse hand, they had choices. She produced a stack of envelopes, each with an index card inside. The lady with a losing hand could chose an envelope instead of shedding their dress. This could be done three times. Shoes counted as one and away we went.

I have to say, I've seen some bad poker players in my day, but these guys were horrible. I mean even a pair of two's would ensure that you did not have to worse hand at the table. The first girl to lose a hand was Rebecca and she wasted no time losing her dress to the floor. Thigh high white lacy panty hose, white bra and white cheeky panties that exposed most of her tan ass.

"Damn, Becca," Bill pronounced with some astonishment, "You could have at least took a shoe off first."

"Oh, God," she moaned, "I couldn't wait to get that dress off. What's wrong, honey. You don't like." She bent down and grabbed her ankles exposing her ass and camel toe to everyone in the room with the girls hooting and hollaring the whole time.

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Now, I don't know how many of you guys have been faced with the situation of looking at another man's half-naked wife bent over in front of you while he's in the room, but it is an awkward and odd feeling. You really do not know what to say or do, so you end up saying nothing and doing nothing. This same inhibition did not seem to effect the ladies as they joked and commented on one another. To tell you the truth, seeing the other women in the room disrobing, albeit slowly, did nothing for me. Watching Shannon slowly strip, however, caused quit a stir in my nether regions. Go figure!

Anyway, the first person at our table to go native was Jack. Let me just say that when he stood to remove his boxer shorts, his fully erect penis was poking through the hole in the front, causing quite a stir a the table.

"Kat's been stroking me under the table," he announced matter-of-factly causing Kat to go slightly pink in the face. He had a fire hydrant of a cock. The thing was only about 5" long but at least 3" wide. He was completely unapologetic about having or displaying his boner to anyone who would look. It was kind of funny. He would say, "No sense being shy now." Very true.

His nudity seemed to lessen the inhibitions of all at the table. It was as if the proverbial glass ceiling had been shattered and everyone, including myself, seemed to relax. For me, as I am sure with most men, the fear of having the smallest penis at the party was invasive. I could now relax in the knowledge that I was alright. Plus, I was not really sure how I would feel about Shannon seeing another man's cock. She seemed to take great pains no to notice and this also allowed me to relax.

Seeing all of the women, save Shannon, at the table in just their bras and panties really made my head spin. Amanda and Rebecca were polar opposites from one another. Amanda, long and lean, her A cup breast offset by an absolutely tremendous bubble ass that you could stare at for hours. Rebecca, barely 5' tall, huge fake 36C breasts with the smallest ass I have ever seen. I hate to say it but it was a typical white girl ass, flat but nice. Kat was very similar to Shannon. A little heavy in the middle, not enough to turn you off, nice size tits and average ass.

Amanda was the first lady to be put to the choice of losing her tops or bottoms. She stared straight ahead, looking only at her husband, as she unlatched the hooks in the back of her bra. Her tits really would practically disappear if she were lying on her back. Little perky A cups with equally tiny nipples, one of which seemed to be inverted. You could plainly see that she was uncomfortable displaying them from a crowd but old Jack came to the rescue announcing, "S W E E T!!!", causing everyone to smile, even Amanda.

Shannon, having 3 envelopes in front of her, lost a big hand. It was time that she lost her dress. She waisted no time, lept to her feet, turned her back to the table, slowly unzipping the back of her gown. She slid the shoulders out and held it close to her breast before allowing gravity to take hold. Amazingly, she stepped out of the dress, her back still to the table, bent over ala Rebecca, and gave everyone a good look at her thonged ass. My cock was as hard as a rock.

Speaking of Rebecca (I'll get on to the good stuff in a moment), this little wildcat, when put the choice of losing her bra or panties, elected for the latter. I would have thought for sure that she would show us what she bought, instead she pushed her chair back from the table, ripped off her white cheekies, and then (wait for it) sat down, put both feet in the air and spread her clit wide for everyone. I'm telling you she was something.

Proudly, I was the last to lose my underwear. Shannon did the honors and gave my cock a little kiss on the way back up. LOL, in front of everyone. I honestly could not believe that this was the same women I got on an airplane with 7 hours ago. I also could not believe what I was seeing. Four naked couple mingling about, refilling drinks and talking about the weather. Surreal doesn't even describe it.

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After our little game of strip poker, we milled around for about 30 minutes when there was a knock on the door.

"Ahhh, room service is here Bill," Rebecca announced as she raced over to the door. Standing outside were two young men in their appropriate work attire, wheeling two large carts full of appetizers for the party. "Come on in fellas," Rebecca continued seemingly oblivious to her lack of clothing. Dutifully, the two young men wheeled their carts through the door. We all just stared at them.

"Oh," said one of them and gave a sight embarrassed grin. When it dawned on them that everyone was naked, they simply stood there with shit eating grins on their faces. It was funny as hell watching how uncomfortable they were.

"Here ya go, fellas," Rebecca said as she gave them a sizable tip. "Ya'll don't spend it all in one place."

When everyone was through eating, Rebecca, clearly the orchestrator of the evening, asked the boys to gather the dining room chairs and bring them into the bedroom and arrange them around the bed. She then asked the girls to gather up their belongings and meet her in the master bathroom.

"Now, you all just have a seat," Rebecca requested of the boys, "and be sure to leave a seat between ya'll for us when we come back." So the guys all sat down with a dumbfounded look on our faces and awaited the return of our wives.

After about 5 minutes, the ladies returned they were wearing their stocking and shoes only and took their seats next to their husbands. Everyone, except for Rebecca who was toting what looked to be a gym bag in one hand. She placed the bag down on the dresser and began retrieving items from the satchel. First, she pulled out several etible lubricants and placed them with some fan fair on the dresser. Next, an egg vibrator, a purple vibrator, a 6" suction mounted dildo and finally, two strap on dildos, one with a 6" cock and the other with an 8" cock. She finally retrieved 4 digital cameras from the bag and handed each husband a camera.

"Alright," she began with a deep breath, "Each of the ladies have their envelopes from the game and we will get to those in a moment. The rules for tonight are pretty simple and have already been explained to the ladies. The first rule is that no matter how bad you want to fellas, you will not place your penis in the mouth, pussy or ass of any of the ladies except for your wife. Do ya'll understand this?" All the men nodded in the affirmative. She continued, "Now, I'm serious ya'll. Bill is an ex-Marine and will kick the shit out of you if you do not follow this rule." I gotta tell you that I believed that Bill would too. He was really put together and, while a hell of a nice guy, didn't look like one to mess with.

"Over here on the dresser I have three cards. One card has an 'X' on it, one has 'XO" and the other has an 'O'.", Rebacca continued, "The envelopes, ladies, are sealed on the back with a sticker. There are 5 red stickers, 4 yellow stickers and 3 green stickers." All of the ladies quickly turned over their envelopes to see which colors they have. Shannon had 2 reds and 1 green envelope. "If the instructions on the inside call for you to hand out these cards, you shuffle them and either hand them to the other boys or girls, depending on what the cards say. Do ya'll understand this?" We all nodded our understanding. I mean we were all like third graders anxiously awaiting the big surprise at the end of the day.

"Now, I see that Shannon has 2 red envelopes and 1 green," Rebecca began to walk around and inspect the envelopes that the ladies held out for her, "Amanda has 1 red, 1 yellow and 1 green. Kat has 1 red and 2 yellows and I have 1 red, 1 yellow and 1 green. So, since Amanda has the most reds, she will start off the fun." Immediately I could see the tension rise in Shannon. It was clear that she had no idea, save for all the sex toys on the dresser, what was about to happen.

"Each of the cards have a time limit and I will be using the egg timer to keep track," Rebecca continued, "As for the camera, you fellas can take pictures or movies of anything you like. Bill will make everyone a copy of everyone's cards at the end of the night. Are we clear on the rules? Any questions?"

There were none and so Rebecca continued, "Alright then ya'll. Amanda will you please open one of your red envelopes please."

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Shannon, ever so perfectly, pondered which red sealed envelope to chose. You could feel the tension rise it the room as she finally decided on a card and slowly pulled the sticker off the back. She retieved the index card and slowly red the instructions. When she finished, she began to laugh uproariously.

"Go head girl," Rebecca instructed, "Stand up and read it to the rest of us."

The card read:


Shannon, still smiling from ear to ear, walked over to the dresser and took the vibrating egg from the dresser. Her face as red as I have ever seen it, she sat down on the edge of the bed, put her hand to her face and began to shake her head.

"Come on, girl," Rebecca encouraged, "The time doesn't start until you begin."

Shannon slowly lay back on the bed being sure to leave her legs closed as she did. Well, this was too much modesty for our hostess, who got up, moved over to the bed, and grabbed Shannon by the hips. She then slid her down until her ass was close to the edge and spread her legs. She gently reached down and flicked Shannon's clit so that it was perfectly parted for the audience.

"Whew, you know your ready girl, now go," Rebecca insisted.

Shannon lowered the silver egg to her clit and turned on the power. She rubbed the egg, ever so slowly, across her completely shaved pussy, being sure to hit the clit with each pass. Cameras started flashing and I looked down at the camera that I had forgotten that I was holding. I immediately went to movie mode and starting filming. As Shannon's hips began to move in rhythm and the buzzing sound began to fill the room, I noticed that Rebecca was two fingers deep into her sn*tch and immediately turned my camera focus to her. She had her other hand firmly attached to her husband's growing cock and was jerking it for all that it was worth. This definately made my cock begin to stiffen. It was like the ultimate voyuer and exhibitionist senario all rolled into one. Standing to turn to face Shannon again, I noticed that she was beginning to get lost in the moment when the egg timer binged to end the session. As Shannon stood to go back to her chair, she received a round of applause for her efforts.

"God, ya'll, my pussy is soaking wet," Rebecca announced to everyone. I then noticed that Jack was also working Kat's clit, slowly doing circles around her diamond. Noticeable uninvolved as of yet was Peter and Amanda. This did not escape the attention of our hostess either who called on Amanda to open her red envelope.

"Ohhh, God," Amanda exhaled as she read the card while Peter leaned over to red the instructions right along with her. Amando stood up and read the card to the rest of the room:


"Yes," chimed Rebecca, "that's the perfect card for ya'll! Come on honey, you've probably done this before."

So, with a shrug of her shoulders to shed any last remnent of doubt, Amanda fell to her knees and patted the ground in front of her to encourage Peter to join her. Amanda took her left hand and began to pat her vagina while waiting for Peter to arrive. She had the classic triangle pattern to her pussy and it appeared that she has recently thinned it out. When Peter was in place, she grabbed him with her right hand and took the entire length of his semi-erect cock in her mouth. Within a few plunges, Peter's length began to grow and she struggled to take as much of him as she could before he gag reflex inhibited her. Jack and Kat had slid down into their seats to get a better view of the action. I was startled to feel Shannon hand grasy my penis and begin to slowly stroke it in perfect rhythm to Amanda's head bobbing on Peter's dick. Peter took his cock and slapped it against Amanda's cheek revealing the full 8 inches of his manhood. Amanda let out an involuntary "yes" before swallowing his cock again. I could hear the moans coming from Rebecca and Bill as he feverishly banged her c*nt with his finger.

When the bing sounded from the egg timer it gave the rude impression of the alarm clock on a morning when you went to bed too late. Kat immediately lept to her feet to announce that she was next.

"Alright, sugar," Rebecca responded with a little laugh, "Yoou got it."

Kat ripped into her envelope like a tiger ripping through flesh. The card read:


Kat looked like Usan Bolt running to the dresser to get that dildo. While Jack set up the chair in the middle of our center circle, Kat began to lubricate the dildo by sucking on it. She then stuck it to the chair, got on her knees with her ass facing the gallery, and took all 6" of that latex cock down her throat. In amazement I found myself requesting that she do it again and, to my astonishment with the camera rolling, she swallowed it again. She raised up and turned to mount, licked her fingers and ran them over her clit and lowered herself onto the dildo, taking it all into her wet sn*tch. She road that thing like a demon possessed while Jack sat in front of her jamming his cock into his fist with equal fury. Amanda, the trust fund princess, had her head back in Peter's groin sucking his cock as her intently watched Kat's furious fuck show.

"Don't you cum," Jack demanded staring intensely at his wife as her tits began to bounce more and more violently.

I stood to get a better view of the and just happened to notice that Shannon had one leg up on my empty chair and was finger banging herself with three fingers deep inside. "Don't you cum, either Shannon," I joked as she looked over to me and grinned.

The bing rang out and it was clear that we were going to need the jaws of life to pry Kat off that Latex dong.

"Fuck," she yelled when she heard the bing, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." She started laughing and removed herself. The dildo glistened with her juices. "I was so fucking close." She leaned over to kiss her husband, "God, I want your cock in me Jack."

"OK, OK," Rebecca reasoned motioning with her hands to settle down. "Everyone take a deep breath. We got a long way to go in this game and, let me guarantee, that it is worth the wait."

Kat replied, "Wait, you got to ride your husband." I honestly hadn't noticed but that was what Shannon was watching as I filmed Kat's mad ride of the dildo. Apparently, Rebecca had mounted her husband in the same position as Kat and was riding him like mad. I glanced over to Bill who was sporting 9" of fat cock, flicking it with his thumb at the base. I immediately grabbed my 7" and realized that I had been beaten. I felt some solice in that I had the second best cock in the room at least. Not as long as Peter's but much fatter.

"OK, do ya'll want to take a break or should we continue," Rebecca said dismissing Kat's objections. No one wanted a break so the game continued with Rebecca opening her red envelope. Rebecca was instructed to use the purple vibrator on herself while in the doggy position. She set herself up on the bed and put on a hell of a show, sliding that purple vibrator in and out of her c*nt and then removing it to allow it to work her clit. She slapped that thing hard against her clit and then plunged it as deep as it would do. It was definately one hell of a show for everyone.

When she finsished, Rebecca stated, "We got one more red envelope to go and then I suggest that we all take a little break to get ourselves together for the yellow envelopes. I'm telling ya'll, the temperature is gong to get hot in here."

With that, Shannon opened the final red envelope. She guarded it from me when I tried to get a sneak peek at what it said. "You'll wait like everyone else," she told me as she stood to read the index car to the group:


Well, you did not hve to tell me twice. I rose just as Shannon was assumng the position on the floor in the middle of the semi-circle of chairs. I lay flat on my stomach being aware that I did not want my asshole on display for everyone. I gentle lowered my mouth to Shannon's clit and flicked it ever so gentle with the tip of my tongue before sucking it and her clt into my mouth. Shannon's clit was so engorged that it had gone from pink to bright red. She moaned loudly as I closed my eyes to give her a luscious tongue bath. When I opened my eyes to see how my performance was being perceived, I saw Peter's head buried in his wife's sn*tch. Rebecca was behind Bill, tugging his meat while he hovered over Shannon's head. "That's it Video_Boy (he did not really call me video_boy), suck her pussy." I then inserted my middle two fingers into Shannon's white hot c*nt and framed her clit with my outide fingers. I furiously flicked her clit while forcing her c*nt walls down towards the floor. I could feel the tension rising and backed off just as the egg timer rang out. I did not want Shannon to cum yet.

"Whew, I need a drink," Amanda said echoing the thoughts of everyone in the room.

"Yes, let's all take a break," Rebecca agreed, "We'll finish the game after that."

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How to tell you about how I feel about the most exciting twenty minutes of my sexual life? The only thing that I might say is that I NEEDED to bust a nut and bad. My dick was so hard that it heard. As I sat on the couch waiting for Shannon to make another drink and to join me, I had a great conversation with Kat and Jack.

"I gotta tell you, video_boy," Kat began, "you've got one of the prettiest cocks I've ever seen. Isn't it pretty Jack?"

"Yeah, gorgeous," Jack replied rolling his eyes.

All I could think to say was, "God bless ya." Lame, I know.

Kat continued, "Do you guys swing often?"

"No," I replied, "this is the first time anything like this has ever happened to us."

"Jack and I don't swing either. Well, we did once and it damn near destroyed us. These types of parties are much more fun and better for your relationship. There really are no guilty feelings afterwards."

"I always feel guilty," inserted Jack, "because I've got spank bank material for months afterwards." This earned him a slug in the shoulder from Kat.

Shannon arrived with our drinks and sat in front of me on the overstuffed chair. I immediately reached around with my free hand and messaged her throbbing clit, just gentle enough not to cause a reaction. Jack excused himself to go to the restroom and Kat continued.

"I'm not trying to be out of line," she said, "I know the rules. But, Shannon, I'd really love to have your husband's cock up my ass."

Shannon nearly did a spit take. Of all the couples at the party, this comment from Kat was surprising to say the least. Of course, only to be trumped by Shannon's comment.

"Hey, if you can handle it, then have at it."

"Don't tempt me," Kat replied, "that thing is beautiful."

When everyone had settled down and finished their drinks, our illustrious hostess ushered everyone back in the bedroom to finish our little game.

"Let see," she began slowly, "since Shannon does not have any yellow envelopes and went last in the first round, she can pick who goes first in this round."

Shannon assessed the situation and, noting that Kat have two yellow envelopes, elected her to go first.

Kat chose an envelope, stood up and read it without proof reading it first:


The room erupted with approval as Kat was more than willing. Rebecca shuffled the three cards and had Amanda and Shannon chose a card while she kept the remaining one. When the cards were flipped over, Amanda was the lucky girl to wear the strap on. Amanda lept to her feet and was assisted by Rebecca in donning the strap-on. She elected for the 6" black dildo model which I personally thought was a wise choice. In the meantime, Jack had alsready assumed his position of the bed and was getting a serious deep throating from Kat. Now, I've seen movies of gals swallowing a cock, but to see it live, albeit on a 5" dick, is priceless. I could not help but imagine how her lips would feel scraping the base of my shaft. When Amanda was finally outfitted, she put a little dab of lube on the end and assumed the position behing Kat's raised ass. Kat took her hand and reached underneath for the shaft of the dildo and directed it into her willing c*nt. Once Amanda was balls deep, she began fucking her at a medium pace, taking out four inches or so and slamming it back home. Kat was emitting muffled moans of approval as she stuffed Jack's cock as far as it would go. Amanda, finally getting the tricks of fucking with a strap on, started fucking Kat with more confidence causing her to drop Jack's dick from her mouth. She was moaning like a banshee, begging Amando to fuck her hard.

"I hope someone is getting this on film," Jack pleaded.

You know I was. Amanda began slapping her ass and really getting into it. Just then I noticed that Rebecca, sitting between Bill and Peter, was stroking both of their cock's while this was going on. The egg timer rang out and Kat, typically, was pissed off.

"Fuck, as soon as I really start having fun that damn thing goes off."

When everyone was settled and back in their chairs, Amanda, asked Peter if he enjoyed having Rebecca's hand on his cock, to which he replied innocently, "It was?" Amanda smiled and gave him a kiss.

Shannon chose Rebecca to go next and she, similar to Kat before her, read the card to the whole group:


More approval from all. Amanda decided to sit this one out as she just wore the strap on which left either Shannon or Kat. When they flipped their chosen cards, Shannon's was a big red "X". Again, rebecca helped her put on the strap on, this time the 8" white one. I got tell the truth. I was way turned on by seeing my wife with that huge cock strapped between her legs. The only thing left to decide was who the luck cocks would be. Peter, Jack and I chose our cards and Jack was left with the 'XO' card which meant that he would get to enjoy the scene with his wife.

Shannon lubed her latex appendage with lube and lay down with her head facing the chairs. Rebecca lubed up her hands and placed Peter and I to her sides so that she could pump our cocks with her hands.

"Look," Amanda said, "she's got her hands all over my husband's prick again." Everyone laughed.

Rebecca lowered herself onto Shannon's pretend dick and began moving her hips just as one might expect from such a wicked sl*t. She pumped Peter's and my cocks in perfect rhythym with one another. Our cocks were practically touching one another as she pumped them. Amanda, sensing the time for revenge was ripe, moved over next to Jack, grabbed his hand, and placed it on her primed pussy. The look on Jack's fae was priceless.

"Well, finger fuck her Jack," Kat stated as she got up, sat on the other side of Amanda, and started to rub her tiny nipples. Well, I guess the site of his wife getting worded over by Jack and Kat got ol' Peter's motor running to hot.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," he exclaimed throwing his head back. I instictively withdrew, keeping my camera in his cock as he blew a load that covered Rebecca's tits with the less powerful spasms falling to the ground to cover Shannon's tits. He let out five of the longest, strongest spats of spew I had ever seen. "Oh, fuck me," he exclaimed over and over again until his orgasm ceased.

"Oh, Christ you guys, I'm so sorry," he said immediately afterward. Rebecca seemed pleased as she rubbed his spew into her chest and did the same to Shannon.

"For what," Rebecca wondered aloud. "Obviously, you need that. What a load! I hope your's was as good as mine" Rebecca had came as well.

Peter sat down as the girls went into the bathroom for a wet wash cloth to clean themselves with. "Very sorry Video_boy," he said, "I didn't mean to do it."

"No worries, mate," I replied. I was actually quite turned on by watching him spew all over Rebecca and Shannon. I sat wondering what that all means.

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So, here we are, two yellow envelopes down, two to go. Amanda was next and, judging from the look on her face after her husband splashed two other women with his juices, she was ready to attack whatever challenge was hidden in that envelope. Amanda, of all the people in the room, was noticably uncomfortable with how things were unfolding. Perhaps seeing another woman's hands wrapped around her husband's manhood was too much or perhaps her country club upbringing left her unprepared for what she was seeing and experiencing. She looked uneasy from the begining and now, she just seemed to be slightly pissed. She opened the envelope and read:


"Really," she exclaimed realizing that her moral high ground was about to be ceeded. "C'mon, really."

"Oh, it won't be that bad," retorted Rebecca, "Just relax and let it flow."

Peter, still wrapped in guilt, said nothing as me and the other two looked at eachother, silently wondering who would go first. In the end, we simply went in the order that we were seated, "Wild Bill" first, followed by Jack with yours truly bringing up the rear.

Bill, grabbed the vibrating egg from the dresser and sat on the bed. While patting the spot right in front of him, he motioned to Amanda to come over with a sardonic wink and a smile. She complied as he positioned her on her back on the edge of the bed. He slowly let the egg vibrate over her nipples before moving to her clit. Working in circle and relying on her body language, he applied pressure and removed it with the accurracy of a surgeon. She moaned lightly and I, perhaps others, got the feeling she was fighting it. Jack, already prepared with the suction mounted dildo in hand, took a seat opposite of Bill, and slapped the dildo lightly on her breast. When the two minutes had expired, Jack immediately stuffed Amanda's vagina full of latex. His thrusts caused her back to arch as he slid the dildo in and out of her. Her moans became more vocal and it was clear that she was beginning to loose whatever inhibitions she had. I, taking my cues from Jack, removed the black dildo from it's harness, lubed it up, and awaited my turn. When it came, I demanded, "Put your ass up in the air, Amanda, and face everyone." I was not about to let the opportunity pass to see that ass it action. Amanda slowly and silently did as she was told and I took up position behind her, just as I would if I was going to fuck her with my own cock. I mercilessly slammed that big black cock into her and held it in position.

"Fuck that cock," I whispered to Amanda as she slid herself on and off, taking as much as she wanted. She reached through her legs and began to rub her clit in time with the rocking of her gorgeous ass.

"Oh, Jesus," she cried, "I'm gonna cum. Oh, Jesus" And cum she did, convulsing and writhing. It was enough to make my cock leap. I was leaking precum juices everywhere and, figuring turnabout was fair play, I wiped them on her ass before I got up with my hand. I would like to tell you what everyone else was doing while I was banging Amanda from behind, but I was completely engrossed in what I was doing. Shannon was video taping the whole thing and, when I sat down next to her, she whispered in my ear, "That was so fucking hot." I glanced over to Amanda, now seated next to Peter, and she sat silently, not even a look towards her husband.

The fourth, and final yellow envelope belonged to Kat "the insatiable" as I began to call her. She, of all people in the room (including Rebecca) was the most sexually charged. Before she got a chance to read her index card, Amanda stood up and said, "Thank you all for evening but I really feel like I must go." She walked out of the room and Rebecca gave chase. Peter following close behind.

"You all stay here," Rebecca stated, "I'll be right back."

After about 5 minutes she returned without Peter and Amanda. She shrugged her shoulders and stated the obvious, "Amanda and Peter will not be joining us for the rest of our game." Trouble in paradise. Now, I don't know what caused Amanda's change of heart, but I suspect that Peter's cumshot had bothered her significantly. The fact was that another woman had made her man cum and, after getting her revenge with me, she could not hold her anger anymore. I really felt bad for them and it seemed to put a damper on the whole room. The three remaining couple sat, enjoying the break, and offered possible theories on their departure but the truth is that no one knew was baggage was brought into the party but Peter and Amanda, and, consequently, we would never know why she reacted the way she did.

Shannon turned to me and said after about 10 minutes, " I think we should go too." I had to agree that the moment appeared to be lost. My cock, hard for perhaps the last 30 minutes, was beginning to soften.

Kat, perhaps sensing our impeding departure, went over to Rebecca and whispered something in her ear.

"Shannon, can we see you in the restroom for a minute?" Rebacca asked Shannon.

"You know, I think we are going to go," Shannon replied.

"Aw, it it will just take a minute," Kat pleaded.

Shannon, perhaps out of a sense of obligation to our host, complied with their wishes and went off. The guys and me, as men are want to do, retired to where living area to refresh our beverages and raid the food carts. For the first time in a while, I was aware of my nudity and wanted to put my clothes back on but, not wanting to seem wimpish, I waited for Bill and Jack to make that move first. They never did.

"What do you suppose is taking them so fucking long in the bathroom?" Bill asked echoing all of our thoughts. Just then we heard the shower turn on and went to investigate.

The door to the bathroom was locked and we heard the girls giggling from the inside.

"Just you boys go watch some TV," Kat said, "We'll be out in a minute."

We shrugged our shoulders and did what we were told. I felt a slight tingling in my groin when thoughts of what was happening in that shower flashed through my mind. We resumed our positions in the living room.

When the ladies emerged from the bathroom, they were all covered with towels and, each of them, without a word, handed an abandoned digital camera to their respective husbands, got on their knees and began to give us head. Shannon, for what it was worth, was sucking my cock with a purpose that I had not felt in a long time. She was literally making love to my dick with her mouth and tongue. It certainly felt amazing.

"Aren't you gonna turn the camera on," she asked.

I filmed my blowjob for about 30 seconds and began to let the camera go around the room. Shannon was on her feet in front of Bill, slobbing his knob and fingerbanging herself at the same time. Kat was in the same position as Shannon and, as Jack was sitting next to me, I enjoyed watching her deepthroat his stick. Movement from Rebecca and Bill caught my eye. He put Rebecca, ass up, in the space between Jack and I on the couch, and started to fuck her from behind. Just then, Shannon got up and motioned for me to do the same. When I got up, she lied down on her back, spread her legs so that her swollen pussy was facing Bill and said to Shannon, "Here it is." Rebecca, immediately changed positions and licked Shannon's wet c*nt while Bill fucked her from behind. When I backed up to get a better view of the action, I felt a warm hand on my prick. Kat began to stroke me. I reached behind me to return the favor only to find Jack's hand already there. We took turns sliding a fingers in and out of her sopping wet clit. Shannon was clearly enjoying her tongue bath from Rebecca when Kat whispered in my ear, "Go put your cock in her mouth." I did as I was told. Kat and Jack took a seat on the overstuffed chair and she rode him reverse cowgirl while they watch the action on the couch.

Needing to feel Shannon's warm c*nt wrapped around my engorged cock, I put her in doggystyle position so that her and Rebecca were face to face. I slammed into her. Bill gave me a wink as we fucked our wives.
Kat had moved over to the floor in front of the couch and Jack fucked her doggystyle as well. All three girls then began to tongue kiss, sending Bill over the edge as he spewed his seed all over Rebecca's back. Almost instantaniously Jack and I did the same to our wives. I felt like my prostate was going to come out of my urethra as I spewed forth shot after shot of hot cum.

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I mean, wow. Holy shit, this story is awesome!!!

As the guys sank back into our individual corners to recover, the girls were just getting started. I noted Shannon, my lovely wife of 10 years, was lying on her back now, sliding two fingers into her wet slit. The site of my wife, completely lost in the moment, was mesmerizing. So mesmerizing, in fact, that I had not noticed Kat slip into the bedroom to retrieve a few of the toys. She strapped on the 8" black dick and settled in in front of Shannon. She postioned her legs in the air and slowly pushed all 8" into her, causing her back to arch and a loud groan to fill the room. Rebecca sat down next to Shannon and, while thrusting a dildo into her own dripping wet pussy with one hand, worked Shannon's clit with the other. Kat, slow and steady, pounded on Shannon and I could tell she was getting close. Kat noticed too and withdrew.

"Becca," Kat demanded while stoking her fake cock with Shannon's juices all over it, "put your skinny ass in up here."

Rebecca gave her didlo to Shannon and did as she was told. Kat was not so gentle with Rebecca. She slammed that big latex cock into Rebecca and pounded her for all she was worth. After a few seconds, Rebecca, sensing Shannon's inactivity, moved so that she was now perpendicular to the couch, put her face into Shannon's pussy and slapped her ass, begging Kat to fuck her while she ate Shannon's sn*tch. And that is exactly what she did. Man, I'm telling you, my cock was right back at attention begging for more. Shannon lie back on the couch, pinching her nipples and Rebecca sucked her clit all the while being fucked from behind forcefully by Kat. Shannon announced her orgasm to the group and convulsed like a possessed demon as wave after wave of her orgasm filled Rebecca's mouth.

Rebecca, as soon as Shannon had finished, moved Kat on to the floor and, while on her feet, lowered herself onto the dildo and began to ride her. She licked her middle finger and began to finger her own asshole. This sent her over the edge to her second orgasm of the evening. I thought she was going to wake the entire hotel up with her screams of passion.

When she had finished, she removed the strap on from Kat and gave it to Shannon. She then put the 6" strap on on herself and motioned to Shannon to strap up with the 8" one.

"Your turn," she winked at Kat as she sat down on the couch and lubed up her 6" dong. "This one is for your ass, Kat," she said as she stroked herself, "That one is going up your pussy." She cued Shannon to lube up her 8".

Kat sat, reverse cowgirl over Rebecca, grabbed the lubed monster, and slowly lowered her ass onto it. After on few minutes she had comfortably taken all 6" up her ass and riding it slowly. She leaned back and motioned to Shannon to come over and fuck her pussy. Shannon postioned the dick into her pussy and, with some effort jammed all 8" into her ready pussy. Shannon bucked her hips and fuckd her ever so steady. Kat eyed rolled to the back of her head as she was filled with ectasy. I walked over, sensing Shannon's obvious inexperience with have a dick, slid a finger into her exposed pussy from behind, and placed my other hand on her hip to help her rythmically fuck Kat. Bill put his engorged cock into Rebecca's mouth while Jack sucked on her Kat's tits. Within a few minuted Kat began howling like a lost dog and began to shoot loads of cum from her pussy, soaking the couch and Shannon's thighs. I could not believe what I was seeing. I had seen videos and heard stories of female orgams but had never seen one live. It made me begin to stoke my cock. I wanted to cum again and I did not care how it happened.

Shannon, still strapped up, turned around and began to suck my cock. "I want your cum," she said and I intended to give it to her. So, Shannon is on her knees sucking me for all that I am worth, Kat had dismounted and sat motionless on the couch next to Rebecca who was feverishly sucking her own cock.

Rebecca stopped sucking just long enough to say, "Jack, get over here and jack off all over my tits." Kat moved and Jack too his position next to Rebecca and began to work his fire hydrant of a cock, slapping her fake tits while her worked his shaft. "Shannon, when he's close, have him shoot his load all over me." Turns out that Rebecca was a cum guppy and loved to be spewed upon. Bill shot his load all over her face and mouth declaring what a filthy sl*t she was the whole while. I toolk my cock out of Shannon's mouth, stepped over to Rebecca, and wanked a powerful load all over her tits and stomach as Jack began spewing all over her silicon tits. Rebecca, covered in cum, worked her clit and rang out with yet another viscious orgasm of her own.

Shannon and I walked back to our hotel room, hand in hand, smiling from ear to ear. I never thought that anything like this would ever happen to me. And this was only our fist night in Las Vegas......

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It was nearly 1AM when Shannon and I got back to our hotel room. We showered together and decided that a little room service would be good. While we waited for our food to arrive, we sat on the bed together and discussed the evenings activities.

"So," Shannon began, "Did you have a good time tonight?"

Not wanting to sound over eager, I simply replied, "Yeah, how bout you?"

"I got to admit, I never thought I'd do stuff like that," Shannon replied, "I mean, I've always thought about stuff like that but, I don't know."

"What do you mean you've always thought about stuff like that?" I questioned with a fair amount of amazement at this revelation.

"I don't know," Shannon said, "I was a little jealous of Rebecca at the end, I guess."

"WHAT?"

"It was pretty hot watching you guys cum all over her," she continued, "I don't know, all those cocks. It just really turned me on that's all."

It seemed incredible to me that a woman that I have known for over twenty years was beginning to reveal these deep seeded and high guarded secrets about her sexual fantasies. It intrigued me greatly to get deep inside her head and to hear all of her wicked fantasies.

"Oh, you liked all those cocks,, huh?" I probed, trying to get her to reveal more of her thoughts.

She looked at me, flush in the face, and admitted, "It took everything that I had not to latch on to one of them and suck it."

"God," she said throwing her hands into the air, "I wanted to suck and fuck every cock there."

"Really," I stated matter-of-factly. "Well then I guess you should have."

"You wouldn't want to see me sucking another man's cock," she dismissively stated.

"Wouldn't bother me that much," I replied, "As long as what's good for the goose is good for the gander."

She was obviously shocked by my reply but tried her best to hide her emotions.

"Look," I continued, "You were with other men before me and I was with other women. So neither of us planted any flags. So, I really don't know what the big deal would be. As long as we both know that it is just about sex and that we only love one another, I think I could handle it."

"I don't know if I could," she said, "You giving that big cock to another woman. That's my cock."

"I'll be honest with you," I continued, "I don't know if I'm all that interested in fucing another woman."

"Sure you are," she stated, "I saw you tonight."

I confessed that it turned me on watching her strip in front of other men. I told her that watching the other guys lustful looks as well as imagining her getting banged by other men while the other girls penetrated her with the dildos is what really turned me on about the evening. I told her when Peter accidentally came all over her and Rebecca was the highlight of the evening. You could see her getting more and more turned on as I told her about my thoughts.

"Is that a fact," she said reaching over to caress my cock, "You got me kinda hot over here again."

"Is that a fact," I replied as she lowered her head onto my cock and began licking my growing member. She moved her hips around to my face, inviting me to lick her clit. I sucked her clit as she stuffed my cock in and out her mouth. Then a knock at the door. I had forgotten about the food we ordered. Shannon got to her feet and seductively walked to the door. She gave me a naughty look as she allowed to hotel employee entrance to the room.

He was about twenty years old, tall with an hispanic appearance. When he entered the room, he was smittened by the site of Shannon and hardly noticed me lying on the bed.

"Your room service," he stated eyes firmly fixed on Shannon.

"Thanks," Shannon replied, "Now take out your cock so that I can give you your tip."

He gave her a look like he did not understand what she meant. Shannon leaned into him, unzipped his pants and lowered herself to the floor.

"I want to suck your cock," she said, "Pull it out for me."

"Are you sure?" he asked shyly.

"Fuck yeah," Shannon replied.

He reached into his boxers and pulled out his half erect cock and showed it to Shannon. She immediately took it into her mouth, working her tongue in a circular fashion over his glans. He quickly achieved full mast and slide his pants down so that Shannon could work his full length. His cock was 9" long as Shannon struggled to take as much of him as she could into her mouth. She was giving him an "A Class" blowjob when he finally glance over to me. Shoked, he pulled back with Shannon's hand firmly on his shaft.

"Oh, shit," he said, "I really shouldn't be doing this. I gotta get back to the kitchen." He grabbed his pants and quickly pulled them back up and exited the room stating, "Really, I could lose my job."

Shannon felt bad for him, you could tell, and certainly felt guilty for trying to seduce him.

"I'm so sorry," she yelled out after him and shut the door. She gave me a naughty raise of the eyebrows and strode over to me.

"I want you to fuck me in the ass," she exclaimed. We have never had anal sex. We've tried but my cock was simply to fat for her to take. "Give it to me in my ass, baby. Fuck me no matter how much it hurts."

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Now, given the fact that my wife was not a virgin when I met her, I have had a strange obsession with fucking her in the ass. I guess I figured it was the only virgin hole. And, despite our best efforts, she has never been able to handle my width.

"Honey," I said as she licked my shaft up and down, "We've tried that and it doesn't work."

"I'll be damned if some other woman is going to give you your first ass sex," she gasped in between thrusts into her mouth. "Besides, I don't think I've ever been this fucking horny."

She got up from the bed to retrieve some lube from her cosmetic case, lubed my cock and her asshole with a generous amount and got on top of me. She grind her swollen pussy lips all over my shaft as she fingered her own asshole to ready it for my cock. She reach behind her, postitioned my rock hard cock at the enterance and slowly forced herself down on it. She got an inch or so in before pulling off.

"Ahhh, that burns," she cried, "Here you try." She lie across the bed, one leg on the floor and the other on the bed and spread her ass cheeks for me. I reminded her that she was suppose to push out as I entered her. I grabbed by cock and forced an inch into her. Slowly working my hips, I felt myself plunge through the second sphincter and into her ass. I slowly slid my full length into her ass as she cried out in ecstacy.

"Oh, fuck that feels so good," she said and I could feel her hand reaching between her legs and grabbed by balls as I was as deep as I could get into her ass. For thoe of you who do not know, the ass is a completely different experience from the vagina. Imagine three inches of the tightest hole imaginable followed by nothing. But that three inches is incredible. I pulled by shaft out until I felt it pass the second sphincter and then plunged it back forward. With each thrust, Shannon was making animal noises that I have never heard before. I woked her for a good three minutes when she had reached the point of orgasm. She came harder than I had ever seen her cum, grinding back as hard as she could with my cock in her ass.

I laid on top of her when she had finished and whispered my undying love to her in her ear. A knock on the door interupted us and I went to the peephole to see who it was. Sure enough, it was our delivery boy.

"I've changed my mind," he siad as he walked through the door and saw Shannon's bare ass lying on the edge of the bed.

"So take your clothes off and join us then," I said with an air of confidence. Shannon had turned onto her back and began fingering her pussy as Christoher (we soon found out) disrobed. His boxers hardly hid the monster that lie underneath.

"Go clean up," Shannon instructed me, "while I tend to him."

I took a rag from the sink being sure to keep an eye on the mirror while I waited for the hot water. Shannon had Chris lie on the bed and began sucking his already erect cock. She positioned his head at the end of the bed so that I would have a good view of the action. When I was finished washing my cock, Shannon instructed Chris to stand up as she wanted to suck both of us at the same time. She grabbed both of our cocks with her hands and took turns sucking and stroking us. When she was ready to be penetrated, she lied back, spread her legs for Christopher and continued to suck my dick. Chris, 9" long and pretty thick, easily slid into her and began pumping with vigor. It was clear he was going to pop his wod if he continued at this pace so Shannon, put him on his back and began to ride him slow. It was clear that she wanted this to last. After a few minutes, she instructed me to "lube up" and I was astonished that she wanted to be double penetrated. I took my position behind her and slid my cock into her ass much more easily this time and began fucking her. I could feel Chris' shaft bearied deep within my wife as I thrust my cock in and out of her asshole. She began to pant like an overheated dog and came again. Exhausted, she climbed off of Chis and I dutifully grabbed her legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed. I put her legs high in the air and began to pump her vagina while Chris looked on. After a minute of so, I motioned for Chris to take a turn and he hit it for a minute. We took turns for a while until Chris blew his load all over her tits and stomach. I told her not to clean it up when she reached for a towel and I fucked her until I blew my third wad of the evening all over her stomach.

"Rub it all over you Shannon," I instructed and she dutifully took out combined cum all over her chest and stomach.

Shannon just layed there on the bed while I thanked Chris and showed him to the door. When I returned to the bed, I began to suck Shannon's pussy, inserted two fingers into her sn*tch and blew her until she came again.

We both showered again and were so exhausted he hardly touched the food that had been delivered. We fell asleep in eachother's arms. I decided that I was not bothered at all having another man fuck my wife. Who would have guessed it? The end of day one had arrived as I fell into the best sleep I've ever had.

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I awoke the next day to find the hotel room empty. It was nearly noon and I quickly wondered where Shannon might have gone. I lit a cigarette and tended to my morning business. I remember having a disconserting nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach from the night before. The only feeling that came to mind was a sense of guilt though I had done nothing wrong. I wondered if I had pushed Shannon too far and felt remorse for how she might have felt in the morning light. Had she gone off to the airport or perhaps to find another cock to fuck? Had I awoken a beast that could not be tamed or destroyed the only woman that I truly loved? I reflected upon it and came to a rather quick decision. I could allow myself to become consumed with what had occurred or I could embrace it. If only Shannon was here to give me a sense of her mood.

After about a half and hour, Shannon came bounding through the door, coffee and pastries in hand. She kissed me gently on the cheek and wished me a good morning.

"How ya feeling, sweetie?" she asked.

"I feel drained, tired I guess. How about you?" I replied trying to illicit some information.

"I'm great," she reassured, "My ass hurts a little but other than that I'm fine." She gave a light chuckle and handed me my coffee.

"Really," I said rather unconvinced by her vigorous response.

"Yeah, really," she spoke and looked me directly in the eye to let me know that she truly was fine. "I mean, it's not something that I think we ought to make a habit of. But I think we are strong enough in our relationship to handle it, don't you?"

"I pretty sure that I am alright with everything," I replied, "In fact, I half expected to wake up a little pissed off but I wasn't. I was just concerned that maybe you had some guilt about what happened and, if you do, you should let it go. I'm fine with it."

She laughed and admitted that she thought that I might be having some regrets this morning and felt reassured that I was doing just fine with what transpired.

"Listen," I really wanted to get a point across. "This does not give either of us carte blanche to do whatever we want. If these types of things are going to happen, we both have to be in agreement. I'm pretty sure that what happens in the dark will destroy us not what happens in the light."

"I couldn't agree more," she continued my thought, "This is not an open marriage."

Feeling satisfied that we had come to an understanding, we enjoyed the sun filled day in Las Vegas. After dinner we decided to play a little black jack. Now, my wife and I, while not poor, have to be rather careful with our money. We could never have afforded the suite we spent the evening in last night and had, in fact, allocated only $500US to gambling for the entire trip. We sat down at a 21+3 $25US table. (For those of you who do not know,the +3 is a lttle bonus game in whick you try to make a 3 card poker hand and it pays 9 to 1). Placing $25US in the appropriate place and $10US in the bonus circle, the cards were dealt. Shannon held with two face cards and I was paid off with black jack on the first hand. Also, the dealer was showing an Ace up so we both hit our bonus as well. It was a hell of a first hand, netting the two of us $242.50US. To make a long story short, it was a heck of a night at the tables. Shannon profitted $1590US and I took out $2050US, with the vast majority being made on the silly little +3 poker hand game (at one time I made $900US on a whimsical $100US bet). Now, I realize that $3600US in not a lot of money to some, but to us it was nearly a months worth of salary. We decided that it was found money and should be spent appropriately.

"Why don't we," I suggested over drinks at the casino bar following our cash out, "get up in the morning and do a little shopping. We could each buy something nice, rent a limo and do the town up right tomorrow night."

"Oh, that sounds great," Shannon agreed. As it was nearly midnight, we set off for the hotel room feeling rather great about ourselves and determined to plan the evening of our lives for the next night. And what an evening it was going to be.

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Wow what a thread, the best thing i have ever read

Please please please keep writing more more more :):)

We both got up early the next morning and, following breakfast in bed, I set off to find the hotel concierge. I wanted to ask him about the best places in town to shop and play. Instead, I met Reggie. Reggie had been a housekeeper at the hotel for 12 years and, despite his dredlocked appearance, was quite informative and well spoken. Reggie explained to me that the whole of Las Vegas was rife with kickbacks. Every concierge in town was accepting kickback money from limo services, restaurants, clothiers and, especially, adult clubs. All this was done under the table to send as much business as possible their way. So, Reggie hooked me up with a great limo service as well as a couple of store to shop for clothes.

"Anything else you need, good sir," Reggie asked before getting back to his housekeeping chores.

"Anything, Reggie?" I asked sheepishly. "How bout a good place to get a couple of joints?"

Shannon and I had not gotten high together in a decade or better. I thought it might be fun and Reggie looked like the type who knew where to get some good weed.

With a half laugh, Reggie said, "Tell you what. How bout you give me a $20 tip for the information and I will deliver some fresh towels to your room in 30 minutes." He gave a wink and a sly smile and I knew I was in business. I pulled a $100 dollar bill from my pocket and handed it to Reggie.

"Man, I said $20," he looked astonished.

"Keep the change, my good man," I replied giving him a firm handshake. "See you soon and thanks for all the great tips."

When I got back to the hotel room, Shannon was just getting off the phone with the spa. She had apparently gifted herself the whole works.

"Getting a facial too, I suppose," I quipped earning me a dirty look.

"Yes, I am," she replied, "And a haircut as well. I want to look extra special for you tonight."

She explained that she would be gone for the better part of the late morning and early afternoon and that I was on my own. I had already planned to go buy a suit for the evening and I certainly had quite a few phone calls to make in order to solidify the night's activities. Shannon grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

"I'll see you in about 4 hours," she explained, "Maybe we could grab a late lunch." This was an order, not a suggestion.

"Yeah, so we'll meet back here at 3," I finished as she walked out the door.

I immediately grabbed the phone and ordered up our limo service for the night. I aslo made an appointment at the suit store. I wanted to get tailored for that perfect fit. I made reservations for the restaurant and called the strip club for VIP reservations. All this, of course, courtesy of Reggie. Oh, and lest I forget, those "towels" Reggie delivered were two fat primo o' joints. They looked and smelled excellent. It was certainly going to be a fun night.

Not to bore you with details, but I ordered up a fine dark blue suit with a light blue, almost metallic shirt, fine Italian loafers from the suit shop. The tailor said that it would be ready for pickup in about an hour, so I had some time to kill. Just around the corner from the tailors was an adult novelty shop so I decided to stop in and have a look around. I browsed through the shop with visions of Kat and Rebecca dancing through my head. I dreamt of all the naughty things that I had witnessed the girls dooind two nights ago and felt a distinct stir in my pants. This much I had learned for sure about myself, I liked to watch. There was nothing in the world like watching a live pono take place right in front of you. Ahhh, the visions in my head.

"Can I make a suggestion?" a tight little twenty-something awoke me from my dream. "I'd go with the two foot double-ended dildo if I was you."

Laughing, as well as forgetting my manners, I asked, "Why?"

"That way your lady can lie back and pound herself for you," she reasoned, "It's way hot." She reach and handed me the biggest damn dildo I had ever seen. "From that angle, she gets to rub her clit with these ticklers that are on her as well," she continued, "It's way hot."

Noticing her name tag for the first time, I responded, "Thanks, Nicole. Any chance I could get a demonstration of this particular model."

She smiled and dismissed my pervertion. "No, but I'll be happy to check you out." Damn all the luck, I thought. I also purchased a DVD for the limo and exited the store $140 lighter than when I entered. It was going to be a damn interesting night, that much was for sure.

When Shannon arrived back at the hotel room, I was stunned to see her transformation. She had cut about 6" off of her hair, colored it a darker brown and highlighted it with dirty blonde streaks. The best way to describe her new hair was to call it a sassy shag, low cut in the back to longer in the front. She looked to be in her late twenties instead of 37. She also got a full body chemical tan which looked great. Even her makeup was different, making her lips seem fuller, her bright blue eyes brighter. In a word, she was fucking way hot. She carried a clothing bag over her shoulder and a bag in her hand.

"Well?" she asked, "What do ya think?"

"Stunning," was my only reply. She went on to tell me that she had a full body exfoliation as well as a great message. "How was your day?"

We had lunch and went back to the hotel room in order to ready ourselves for the night. I took a shower, shaved and put on my new suit. Shannon could not say enough positive things about how handsome I looked.

"I will not disappoint you tonight," she promised. "While I get ready, why don't you go down to the bar and wait for me. I'll be down in about an hour." It certainly sounded better than being all dressed up with no place to go.

"OK," I conceded, "The limo will be here at 7:30 to pick us up. We have reservations at 8:00 for dinner."

"I'll be down in an hour," she stated again. I grabbed the little carry on bag that I had packed the dildo, DVD and some vodka and cranberry juice in, and headed off for the bar in the lobby.

The lobby bar was nearly deserted as I took my seat and ordered a vodka and cranberry juice from the bartender. As i was served, an older lady, perhaps in her late forties, approached the bar and asked me if anyone was sitting in the stool next to me. Now, I found it odd that in a nearly empty bar, she would want to sit next to me but I motioned for her to have a seat anyway. She smelled really nice and I asked her what she perfume she was wearing.

"It's Donna Karan," she blushed, "I'm Donna as well."

We exchanged pleasantries and Donna ordered a champagne from the bartender. Now, I know what you all are thinking, but I was just being polite when I told the bartender to put it on my tab. I was also just being polite when I allowed her to have a seat next to me and when I complimented her on her perfume. Honestly, I had no alterior motives.

"What brings you to Vegas?" she asked.

"I'm here with my wife on our tenth wedding anniersary," I explained.

"Celebrating alone at a bar, are we?" she sardonically added.

"She's upstairs getting ready for our dinner plans," I explained.

"So, how long do I have to try and talk her husband into fucking me in the bathroom?" she asked as she took a sip of her champagne. I nearly did a spit take. She explained that she was just about to return to her room where her husband was held up not feeling well when she saw me enter the bar.

"He's got the flu or something," she explained, "Been some great vacation for me."

"I'm sorry to hear that," I replied, "But my wife should be down in about 45 minutes."

"Well, that's plenty of time," she said as she swiveled in the chair and sat perpendicular to me, leaning in close. "I promise that it will be worth your time." Now, I gotta tell you, temptation is new to me. I mean I just don't have random strangers coming up to me everyday offering sex. But this little cougar was tempting. Not only did she smell nice but she had a real sexy way about her.

She continued her sales pitch, "I'm am just so fucking horny." I now noticed the powerful aroma of alcohol on her breath and figured that she was way drunk. I looked down the bar to avert myself from the smell when I noticed another man watching us and sitting four bar stools from us.

"Hey, buddy," I said, "could you help a brother out here?"

"You seem to be doing fine on your own stud," he replied whimsically. "Looks like you don't need any help from me."

"You see," I began to explain, "The lady is in need of something that I can not supply. Perhaps you can take care of her for me."

The middle aged man in his fifties I figured, rose to his feet and in a distinct New York accent said, "I think I can give her what she needs."

Donna smiled and said, "What are you, my pimp now?"

"If you like," I said to Donna. Tuning my attention to the gentleman, I asked "What's your name friend?"

"Phil," he stated.

"Well, Phil, this here is Donna and she is looking for a little action in the bathroom. What do ya think?"

Donna rose up from her seat, stumbling ever so slightly and began to walk to the restrooms in the back of the bar. Phil and I looked at eachother and, when enough time had passed, I motioned for Phil to join her, which he did. I sat and finished my drink, paid my tab and decided that a little looksie wouldn't hurt. I walked to the bathrooms and slowly opened the women's door to listen for for Phil and Donna. Convinced that they were not in there, I went to the men's room. Everything was quiet in there as well, so I checked under the stall doors to see if I could see their feet. Sure enough, I saw Donna's shoes pointed towards the door and Phil's directly in between them. I went into the adjacent stall and stood on the toilet, looking down. Donna had Phil's cock firmly in hand and was slobbing him like she had not eatten in months. Phil noticed my presence and gave me a wink. When Phil was sufficiently hard and wet, he lifted Donna up off the commode, lifted her dress and slid her panties to her ankles. He started to slam her from behind forcefully. Donna grind her ass back on Phil's cock and seemed to be unable to get his member deep enough in her c*nt. Finally, Phil spun her around and forced her head to the floor and was slamming her visciously from behind. When he neared orgasm, he grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees. She immediately picked up where she let off, stroking and slobbering all over his cock. He spewed all over her face, getting a generous portion in her hair and on her tongue. Phil squeezed the last drop from his glans and stated, "That's all you get you filthy wh*r*."

Phil got dressed and walked out of the bathroom without a single word to me. Donna, cum soaked, sat down on the commode, looked up at me and, with her fingers frantically banging away at her hairy sn*tch, begged me to come fuck her. I got down from the commode that I was standing on and, as silently as Phil, walked to the door and exited the bar. I'd wait for Shannon in the lobby.

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great story....any pics of this adventure?

I have tons of pictures and movies from the vacation, however due to obvious restrictions, I am not at liberty to show them. Sorry:(

What restrictions? Atleast a pic of Kat... PLEASE!!! lol great story

When Shannon stepped off the elevator everything seemed to slow down like in the movies. It is amazing what a new haircut can do. I swear it took 10 years off her age. Even from the distance I was standing from, I could tell that she wore fake eyelashed which set off her brilliant blue eyes all the more. The dress, oh the dress, was light blue. It was the kind of dresss that reminded you of a bikini up top. It tied around her neck exposing and ample neckline and a simply cupped her 36B breast which looked much bigger. In the back it swooped low enough to be suggestive but not sl*tty. The dress fit very loosly in the middle and on the ass before stoppping about 6 inches from her knees. She wore those silver, 4 inch heels that kind of tie up above the ankle which really slimmed and showed the musculature of her legs. Quite honestly, I was stunned at how beautiful she was and became instantly horny.

"You like?" she asked grasping my arm to be escorted towards the limo that was waiting for us in front of the lobby.

"Me likey," I immaturely responded.

Opening the door to the limo was Charles, a huge back man, as he stood nearly 6'5". Despite his size, he acted and spoke with all the grace of the most distinguished English butler. The limo was a typical Lincoln Town Car, white with enough room for 6 passengers in back. When we were seated and instruction given to Charles, I poured us a drink of vodka and cranberry juice that I had stowed away in my carrying bag.

"What else you got it that bag," Shannon asked innocently.

"Don't you worry about what's in my bag," I said jokingly. "It's a surprise for later. And, it's not the only surprise I have planned for this evening." I thought about the joints that I had tucked away inside a cigarette pack in the breast pocket of my sport coat.

"Is that right," Shannon playfully stated, "Well, I have a few surprises for you as well." As she spoke she sat up in her seat just enough to remove the fabic of her dress from underneath her ass. She folded the dress neatly between her legs revealing her bare hips. "Ya wanna see," she continue with a lustful raise of her eye brows.

Like a child lustfully looking at an ice cream sundae being prepared for them, I nodded my head in the affirmative. She slowly removed her dress from her lap to reveal that she was pantiless. Her smooth pubic area just begged me to touch it. It was as smooth as a river rock. As if she had never gone through puberty as all.

Grabbing my digital camera, I said, "Pose for me, my little princess." And pose she did. She worked that camera like a seasoned professional, spreading her pussy lips to give me a glimpse of her vaginal walls. She took one breast out of her dress and licked her fingers and played with her erect nipples. She even got on her knees and put her ass into the air, playing with her pussy lips but not penetrating the honey pot. She reached over to turn up the radio and gave me an erotic lap dance while I sat on my hands at her insistance. I, needless to say, had a raging hard-on by the time we reached the restaurant.

The restaurant was one of those fancy ones. I rather not say which one but, suffice to say, you know that your gonna drop a couple of bills as soon as you walk in. We were seated in a booth near the back of the restaurant with a pretty good view of the Vegas strip from our window. Our waiter quickly came over and we ordered a couple of drinks and an appetizer. Shannon, almost immediately after his departure, took the digital camera from my pocket and excused herself to the restroom. When she arrived back at the table a few minutes afer she had left, are drinks had already been brought to us. She handed me back the camera, sat down, grabbed my hand and forced it under the table onto her sopping wet pussy.

"I made you a little movie while I was in the bathroom," she said matter-of-factly. "You can watch it later."

We enjoyed our drink and appetizer, ordered up our meal and sat lustfully talking to one another.

"Take your cock out," Shannon ordered.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied really enjoying Shannon taking the lead for a change. I unzipped my pants and grabbed my penis through the silk boxers that I was wearing. I placed it gentle onto my lap. Shannon had her right hand in her crotch and, when my penis was exposed, rubbed her juices all over it and began to jack me off. All this while discussing the weather. Whenever my penis would become dry, she would retrieve more lube from her wet slit and continue where she left off. Soon, I had enough precum on the end of my cock that she used that.

"I'm gonna fucking cum if you don't stop, Shannon," I squeaked.

She took the camera off the table and began to take a movie of her jacking my cock. I was within seconds of cumming when our food arrived and I was forced to put my penis away. I think it is bad manners to eat your meal with your cock hanging out at a restaurant like this. At least I think I saw that on an episode of Julie Child once.

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how long ago did this all happen?

love this story please add another instalment :D

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Amazing story, need to hear the rest

We ate our meal and there was an obvious attempt to slow the revving of both our engines. The evening had just begun and neither of us wanted to peak too soon. Conversation waxed and waned between the benign and the boring until near the end of the meal.

"So," Shannon began, "What are the plans for the rest of the evening?" She gave a sweet and innocent smile.

"Well, my lady," I began thoughtfully, "I thought we might hit a dance club before heading out to the strip club that I made reservations for. But, I am open for suggestions."

"I have a better idea, I think, Shannon began to squirm a bit in her seat. "Why don't we head straight to the strip club. What time are the reservations for?"

I glanced down at my watch and informed her that we had about an hour and a half to kill before out suite at the club was reserved.

"Suite?" she questioned. I explained that the strip club had private suites overlooking the stages and dance floor. She appeared intrigued but lost in thought at the same time.

"Well," she finally said, "I am sure we can figure out a way to kill some time. But, when we get to the club, I want you to drop me off first, give it 15 minutes and then you can check into the suite. We should act like we don't even know eachother. Let me tease and flirts some of those naughty boys at the club and, when your ready, come down and have a drink at the bar. We'll find eachother."

I gotta admit. I was confused. Here I was thinking that we could spend some "quality" time together and here she was trying to ditch me.

"You know," I said, "One of the perks of the suite is your own private stripper for a half and hour. I really wouldn't want you to miss that." I was really just bying time to try and figure out what her motives were. I had a flood of thoughts that she had now developed a taste for other men and, once that pandoras box was opened, it would not be able to be shut again. I truly felt that she was simply wanting to checkout the scene and try and find the next dick she was going to fuck. Suddenly, I was beginning to feel very vulnerable.

Shannon laughed lightly and explained, "Let's just say that I have a few suprises for you up my sleeve for you tonight as well and leave it at that. I love you so just go along with the program. But, I should tell you, that I knew we were going to a strip club. They called to confirm our reservation while you were downstairs."

The only thing that was clear at this point in time was that I was not in charge of the evening. Shannon was and, I could either go along and trust that things would be alright or offer resistance. We arrived back at the limo and Charles was given instructions to drive around for a bit before dropping Shannon off at the club at 10:15PM. I reached into the duffle bag that I was carrying and grabbed one of the joints. Opening the sun roof, I blazed the joint, took a healthy drag and handed it to Shannon.

"A joint," she exlaimed, "Seriously." She laughed uproariously and took the joint from my finger tips. I poured another round of drinks and we enjoyed the nice warm desert air on our faces as we drove around Vegas getting stoned. As the drug began to take effect, everything suddenly just felt right. I remember having such a great feeling envelope me as I sat next to my beautiful wife. We began to laugh at the silliest of things as she cuddle up tight to my chest.

The time simply flew by as Charles voice came through the speakers and announced that we were a block away from the club. Shannon sat upright in her seat and began to check her make-up in the mirror. As she did so, she said, "Whatever you do, don't forget the camera." Seeing the puzzled look on my face, she took one last drag of the joint, reapplied her perfume, looked me as the limo came to a stop and said as she exited the limo, "See you in a little while." That evil smile that suggested she knew a hell of a lot more than I did.

I watched as she walked up to the club doors being escorted by Charles. She stopped, got on her tippy toes and whispered something into Charles ear. Before disappearing behind the tinted doors, she handed him a small envelope and went inside. Suddenly, that uneasy feeling had returned and a grabbed the joint from the ashtry and took another toke myself.

Charles started the limo and pulled away from the curb. He lowered the divider between us and handed me the small envelope that Shannon had given him. "Shannon told me to give this to you." I open the envelope and inside were two capsules and a note written on a posted note from the hotel. It read:

Take one now and one before you come downstairs to get me.

Love You, Shannnon

"What do you think these are?" I said to Charles as he had conviently kept the divider down. I think he was even curious to see what was in the envelope.

"Let me see one," he said reaching back his hand. He examined the pill and started to chuckle to himself. When he handed to pill back to me. "It's safe to take."

"Great, she's not trying to kill me but what the hell is it?" I asked Charles again.

"Well, sir," he began, "I don't want to be out of line but it is for your manhood."

"Huh?" I was even more confused, "There is nothing wrong with my manhood, why do I need this pill?"

Charles explained that it was a popular pill used to enhance a man's erection. It had things like L-Arginine and Horny Goat Weed along with a bunch of other stuff. Charles chuckled and said, "I guess she doesn't want you to peter out tonight." He laughed so loud that it made me laugh. I popped the pill in my mouth and washed it down with the vodka-cranberry I was drinking.

Charles pulled up to the curb of the club, go out and opened my door. I put a twenty in my hand and gave him a firm shake before walking up to the club doors. I was aware that I could not feel my legs hit the pavement as I strode and I knew that I was as high as a kite.

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This happened nearly three years ago now

I entered the club foyer and was greeted by a stunning young lady in an elegant evening gown. She welcomed me to the club and I announced my reservation.

"Ah, Mr Boy," she bagan, "Your wife arrived about 15 minutes ago and is waiting for you in your suite. I'll have Amber escort you. Enjoy your evening."

Amber, just as elegantly dressed, took my arm and began to lead me into the club proper. I have to admit that this was one elegant club. Eveyone was dressed fairly nice and there seemed to be a proper vibe about the place. Amber introduced me to Brian, a hulking man in a tuxedo who shook my hand and placed a gold bracelet around my wrist.

"Mr Boy, this bracelet gives you the run of the place as a VIP," Brian explained, "Only guest with this bracelet are allowed upstairs unless they are accompanied by you. Feel free to move about all areas of the club and have a wonderful evening." I reached into my pocket were I had a stashed of folded up $20 bills and shook Brians hand with the tip.

As Amber continued to escort me up the stairs, I took a glance around the club and immediately transfixed my attention on a stunning brunette in a blue dress sitting at the bar talking to a distinguished gentleman. She had her hand on his knee and was laughing at something he whispered in her ear as she sipped on a glass of champagne. It was Shannon and I nearly stopped dead in my tracks. "She is suppose to be up in the suite," I thought to myself and was just about to turn around when Amber said, "Your wife has already ordered a bottle of champagne for you. Is there anything else that you would require." I tipped her and said no thank you as we entered the suite.

There, sitting on the couch that overlooked the club was a stunning readhead in a super sexy gold dress. She had on sheer stockings and 5 inch heals. She wore huge gold hooped earrings and her hair up high.

"There you are," she announced, "I was beginning to think you stood me up again like last month." She rose and walked over to me and gave me a long passionate kiss on the mouth.

"So sorry, honey," I said going along with the show, "I thought our reservations were for 11:00PM. I thought I was early." She gave me a wink and turned to Amber. She dismissed her with the assurrance that she would ring if we need anything.

When Amber left the room, she turned to me, "I'm Angie and I'll be your wife for this evening." She turned slightly red and gave a spontaneous laugh. I introduced myself and admitted to my confusion on what was taking place. She explained to me that Shannon had hired her for the evening.

"Now, I'm sure that you think that I am suppose to say this but," she said looking down at the floor, "It's going to be my pleasure to be your wife for the night. You are really quite attactive. This is not something that I get to experience every night." She leaned in and grabbed a fistful of my cock as she kissed me passionately on the mouth.

She rose from the couch and poured me a glass of champagne. I looked out over the crowd and again spotted Shannon, this time dancing with the distingued gentleman from the bar. He had his hand on her ass and was either whispering something in her ear or nibbling on her ear lobe. I couldn't tell.

Angie came back to the couch and, putting one glass of champagne on the table, hiked her dress up and staddled me. She put the glass of champagne to my lips and offered me a drink. When I had my fill, she stood, turned around and placed the glass on the table. Slowly she began to hike her dress up above her waistline. When I tell you that she revealed the most perfect fat ass I have ever seen, you have to believe me. My cock jumped to attention inside my pants as she bent over, lightly massaging her plump cheeks as she did so. Her hose were thigh highs, she was wearing a g-sting. She turned a grabbed the front of her panties to slid the materil between her pussy lips. To my suprise, she was a real redhead as witnessed by her firey landing strip. I swear I started to salivate at the sight.

She ended her brief show and whispered in my ear, "I'll tell you what really turns me on if you tell me first. And," she paused to lick my earlobe, "I don't mean politically correct stuff. I wanna hear some nasty shit come out of your mouth." She reached down betwwen my legs, unzipped my pants and grabbed my cock. "Oh my," she said, "I gotta see this monster." She pulled my cock out and even I was shocked at what I saw. My cock, already fat by any measure had increased in girth and length. Those fucking pills really worked. Angie would not even get her hand around my shaft.

"May I please kiss that gorgeous cock," she asked as she lowered her head and gently licked and kissed my glans.

"Tell me what you turns you on," she looked me dead in the eye as she continued to gently lick and kiss the end of my dick.

My mind was swimming to come up with an answer. the best I could come up with was, "You, at the moment."

She stopped licking me, stood up and sat on the table directly in front of me, lifting her dress as she did so. She slid her panties to the side and slid an finger into her wet sn*tch. She stood, walked over to me and pread her juices om my lips as if it were lipstick stating, "I like my man to fuck me in the ass while I play with my pussy." She paused to lick her lips. She then stated louder, "I like my man to pound me and, when he's close, I like to finish him with my mouth." She took one of her fat tits out of her dress and began squeezing her nipple. "I like," she continued even louder than before, "For my man to shoot his huge load all over my face and then have me lick it clean. You wanna do that to me Video?"

I shook my head in the affirmative but did not say a word. "Good," she said, "The tell me what turns you on."

I started to blurt it out before I really ealized what it was that I was saying. To this day I am not really sure why I said it but, I gotta be honest, it was what would really turn me on.

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" I want you to go downstairs and find three men that you are interested in," I began in a very calculated and serious tone. "Bring them back up here to the suite."

I could not read the thoughts on her face save for the realization that this night, perhaps more than any night she had ever experienced, was going to be extraordinary.

"But, honey," she began in an equally measured tone, "I do not believe that this particular dish is on the menu."

I walked over to the window to oversee the club below. I fixed my stare onto Shannon as she was holding court with several gentlemen below. My thoughts flashed back to our first night in Vegas. Suddenly, I came to a revelation about myself. I loved to watch, perhaps more than participating. Thoughts of this lovely redhead sucking and fucking multiple cocks was becoming a slow obsession.

"How much would that dish cost?" I asked still staring out at Shannon flirting with those distinguished gentleman. I knew what was on their minds and a perfect storm was brewing inside my head.

"Darling," she began, "You have already spent $500 for this meal. I'm not really sure I'm that hungry." She walked up behind me and began to caress my semi-erect cock through my pants. She continued, "But, if you want to feed me all night, it will cost another $1500." I began to do the math in my head. Two thousand dollars for a living and breathing sex toy seemed reasonable at the time. I knew, in the back of my mind, that Shannon would kill me for spending that kind of money. I also knew, from the offer of an all nighter, that this was probably the only appointment that Angie had for the evening. And so, with nothing to lose, a hard cock and my head swimming on 420, I offered $1200 which she gleefully accepted.

"So," I began with a sly smile, "let's hit the club, oh wife o' mine." She grabbed my hand, gave me a wink, and we hit the door.

As we descended the steps, past Brian the bouncer, and into the club proper, I was quick to locate Shannon at the bar. She had a strapping young lad in his late twenties sitting next to her at the bar. They both intently watch the young lady dancing in front of them with the occassional comment or light touch of the arm. Angie and I took up a spot directly across from them and ordered a couple of drinks. I could not take my eyes off of Shannon and, admittedly, felt pangs of jealousy as she flirted with the men who surrounded her.

"Is that the other woman?" Angie asked as she nibbled on my earlobe. I nodded as I leaned into the affection being sure that Shannon noticed. "Good, I will be right back."

As Angie strode over to join Shannon and her entourage of men, every man in the house took notice. Her stunning red hair and gold dress seem to sway to the music. She approached Shannon like an old friend, took her by the face and kissed her cheek, subtly whispering something into her ear. Shannon introduced some of the men that surrounded them and they ordered drinks. For the next twenty minutes my attention was divided between the cavorting across the bar and the dazzling young ladies that paraded half nude around the bar and stage areas. The 420 was beginning to peak and I could feel myself becoming one with the party vibe in the bar.

"Hi, gorgeous," announced the blonde awakening me from my trance. "Can my friend and I join you?" A blonde ironically named Shannon and her friend, a distinct Italian named Monica, stood anxiously next to me awaiting my answer. I ushered them to the seats with a sweep of my hand. Shannon and Monica were easy to figure from the beginning. Good time girls who were gold diggers for the day. There game was to find an attractive older gentleman, show his some attention and hope to score some wining and dining, maybe some coke, for the evening. I quickly ordered up a couple of drinks and began to chat them up.

"No way you are here by yourself," Monica questioned trying to assess my situation. I explained that I was here with my "wife" as I pointed to Angie across the bar. I explained that we had a VIP suite upstairs which certainly peaked their curiosity. "What are you on?" blonde Shannon wondered hoping the answer was something to her liking.

"I smoked a little weed, that's all," I explained. "I have more up in my suite if you are interested."

With my invitation, I noticed that Angie and my Shannon were making their way to the steps towards Brian with four men in tow. Angie caught my gaze and gave me the "five minutes" sign with her hands. It was clear from this moment forward that we were partners in crime.

"We'd love too," Monica answered as I began to stall them. This also gave me time to fully assess what I was talking with. Blonde Shannon was rail thin with bruises on her upper arms that suggested that she had been handled in a rough fashion recently. She was perhaps 100 lbs, with a body to match. Monica, however, was a typical Italian. Thick in a sexy way. She had a noticable tattoo on her left breast. When enough time had past and the idle chit chat was brought to a crescendo, I move the ladies towards the stairs, got our approval from Brian and headed towards the suite.

"Oh, there you are darling," Angie exclaimed still in character. She waltzed over to me wearing nothing but her thong, stockings and shoes. She had at least D cup breast that jiggled erotically as she walked. She introduced me to the men in the room who clung nervously to their drinks. "And this is my good friend, Shannon. You remember her from college, don't you?"

Shannon sat on the couch with a man on each arm, gently stroking their erect cocks with her hands. She had the look of a deer caught in headlights as it was clear that the marijuana had her under it's spell as well. The men, being pigs I remember thinking, were smoking cigarettes and completely ignoring her. They had almost an entitled air to them so I removed Shannon from the situation and left them with their cocks hanging out of their pants. I thought it was funny. I introduced the room to blonde Shannon and Monica as I ushered Shannon to an oversized chair right next to the window.

I handed a joint to the girls and everyone, including Shannon and I, partook in the holy herb. I took up a position behind my Shannon and gently rubbed her inner thigh being sure to expose her hairless love slit to the entire room. Angie, being the pro she was, had already relieved two of the guys from their clothes and was seductively dancing and rubbing them. The two remaining men had taken their pick between blonde Shannon and Monica and were also busy kissing and heavy petting.

I grabbed my camera and ordered the biggest douche bag of the bunch, a tattooed jerk named Mike, to come over to the chair where Shannon and I were sitting. "Get on your knees and lick this lovely ladies pussy clean," I ordered. He looked confused but dutifully complied as Shannon grabbed my hands and held on tight. Mike clearly knew what he was doing. He slowly worked his way towards Shannon's swollen clit. He pursed his lips and began to suck her clit causing her hips to clench and I was aware of her hot breath on my neck.

I looked around the room in enough time to see Angie on her knees in front of three of the guys, taking all their cocks down her throat. Blonde Shannon and Monica, now naked, would jack the cock that was not down Angie's throat. She was an absolute professional. They were all laughing and giggling. I whispered to Shannon to open her eyes and watch the scene that was unfolding in front of us.

"Oh, God," she began, "I want to be her. That is so fucking hot." I stood up from behind Shannon and took my clothes off, slowly and gently placing them on a chair. I'm telling you guys, I have no idea what was in that pill I took, but my cock seemed longer and thicker that I have ever seen it. I couldn't help but grab it and hold it like a weapon.

"Get up," I ordered Mike and we each stood on one side of the chair as Shannon stroked us and watch blonde Shannon and Monica assume the same position as Angie, each sucking a cock for all it was worth. I was so lost in what I was seeing that I failed to notice Shannon had taken Mike's shaft deep into her throat. After a few moments, she turned her head towards my swollen member, a took me deep, still working Mike's cock which was dripping wet with her saliva.

"Get your ass over here," Angie demanded of Mike as she got on all fours. "Blonde b*tch," she continued referring to blonde Shannon, "You get on the cock." Mike had lied down on the floor and blonde Shannon dutifully complied, stradled him, and plunged his cock deep inside her sn*tch. Monica lowered her thick black muff over Mike's mouth and began to ride his face. With that, Angie moved one of the guys behind her to fuck her doggystyle with she hungrily licked blonde Shannon's clit. Angie was getting fucked hard from behind and, short of getting a running start, the guy behind her could not have been hitting her harder. Eventually, now that her pussy was soaking in Mike's saliva, Monica took one of the guys jerking off into her pussy from behind while she took a dick in her mouth.

Shannon was still sucking my cock, taking time to also enjoy the scene unfolding before her. "This can not be happening," she kept saying as she watched these seven people fucking and sucking furiously in front of her. It wasn't long before the guy fucking Angie from behind emptied his load all over her back which he dutifully cleaned with a bar towel. Clearly exhausted, he took a seat and appeared to fall into a deep trance.

Angie moved blonde Shannon off of Mike's cock and mounted him and demanded that someone fuck her in the ass. Quickly, the gentleman that was getting his cock sucked by Monica, lubed up with his own saliva and took position behind Angie. It wasn't long before she was screaming with a rip-roaring orgasm. Monica, sensing the tension from her man, moved into position to swallow his load and he spewed his hot cum all over her face and hair.

Shannon and I sat, gently caressing our swollen organs and very much enjoying the show. Shannon, embolded by what was going on around her, started to cheer the guy fucking Angie from behind, "Fuck her harder." Shannon got up and strode over and kneeled behind him and started to move her hips with him. She ripped off her dress and then, to my absolute astonishment, lick her thumb and plowed it into this guys ass squeezing his balls at the same time. After a few minutes of this guy moaning like a chick, he pulled out his prick and dropped his load all over her ass and Mike's balls.

"Finish this asshole with your mouth, you dumb blonde b*tch," Angie demanded of blonde Shannon. She lowered her head to his crotch with her pussy in Mike's face and began to work his member. Shannon, incensed by the moment, lent a helping mouth and hand. Mike came so hard that his balls retracted into his own body as the girls jacked his cock and allowed his fluids to run all over their hands.

To my astonishment, the whole scene only took less than 30 minutes to go off as everyone seemed relatively satisfied save me. "Hey," I announced in a pissed off fashion, "Rock hard cock over here."

Angie, almost laughing, lined all the girls, ass up on the couch and announced, "Take your pick, stud."

I walked over and chose blonde Shannon's wet sn*tch for my first sticking. I hit is slow but hard, sinking it in as deep as I could get it. Her c*nt was warm and tight as I retracted my cock as far as i could without actually taking it out and slammed it back home. Next, I chose Angie, doing the same until I felt the unmistakable urge to empty. I backed off, collected myself and entered Monica from behind. I, taking my cue from Shannon, wet both of my thumbs and slammed them into the assholes of Angie and blonde Shannon as I stuffed my cock deep inside Monica. The fellas were all cheering me on with each thrust of my cock. Eventually, the fellas had recovered enough and took positions on the other side of the couch, placing their cocks in the mouths of each of the girls. Again, my muscles tensed as I was about to cum and I backed off Monica. The last c*nt to attack was Shannon's as she feverishly worked Rick's cock in an out of her mouth. I entered her and she gasped. I slid a thumb up her ass and worked her while she sucked Rick's cock for all it was worth. As I readied to cum, I turned her around and busted the biggest nutt of my like all over her face, chin and tits. By this time some of the fellas had moved around and were fucking the girls from behind.

"Shannon," I began after squeezing the last drop from my swollen glans, "wants to finish each of you." The look on her face was priceless as Mike, that tattooed douche bag, neared completion and walked in front of Shannon and emptied his ball all ove her chest. One by one, they all let their loads loose of my wife as she was covered in thick cum.

More to come

Great story, but I thought this was the non-fiction section. I have to call BS. Parts of it may be true but I suspect some serious embellishment.

However, I will continue to read the updates because it is well written.
Thanks.

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