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 Vegas by Skyler Swanson (ff, mf)



   You know the drill.  If you are under 18 or it is otherwise illegal for
you to read sexually explicit material, don't read it!  Read something
else.













   My name is Linda.  My husband, Bert and I went to Las Vegas for a week
this past spring with two other couples: Bill and Claudia, and Steve and
Wendy.

   We all arrived at the hotel on a Friday afternoon after a long flight
from the East Coast.  We checked in and went to our rooms to unpack and
change our clothes for dinner and an evening on the town.  The room Bert
and I had was nice but not too lavish.  I wasn't worried because I figured
that I was going to be spending most of my time out of the room anyway.

   I looked out the window from the room and saw that we had a nice view of
the strip far below.  While I never considered myself to be much of a Vegas
type of person, seeing the lights and all of people down below filled me
with a kind of energy I can't describe.

   "Bert, let's change and go downstairs.  I want to look around some." I
said.  Bert was laying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

   "I'm tired.  It was a long flight and my back hurts.  You go and I'll
catch up later."

   I shrugged and went to change my clothes.  I decided on a short, black
dress that showed off my legs and big breasts.  I was proud of my body. 
Unlike Bert, I worked at keeping myself trim.  Into my 30's now, I still
had a nice flat stomach and thin, shapely legs.  Even my ass was still firm
from all of the aerobics I punished myself with.  Bert was working on a
nice sized belly and had managed to develop a nice big, flabby ass.  Yup,
forget a trim tummy and nice pecks, nothing turns a woman on more than a
beer belly and a fat ass.

   Once downstairs, I was immediately overwhelmed by all the lights and the
noise of the casino.  Some friends had given me funny looks when I told
them that I was going to Vegas.  Too much noise, too much everything -
you'll get sensory overload, they had warned.  I had thought that they
might be right, but now that I was here I found it invigorating.

   Soon I met up with Steve and Wendy who were heading to the bar for a
drink.  They asked me to join them and I agreed.

   "Where's Bert?" Wendy asked, looking around as if she might see him
lurking around the slot machines or something.

   "He decided to take a nap," I replied.  I looked closely at Wendy,
taking in the new red backless dress she was wearing.  "I like the dress.
Is it new?"

   "Are we going to see him before we get back on the plane in a week?"
Steve interrupted with a smirk on his face.  Bert was notorious for his
party pooping behavior.

   "I don't know.  I hope so.  I'll need someone to keep me satisfied this
week.  If he doesn't show I guess you'll need to keep both of us happy," I
said as I rubbed Steve's muscular arm and batted my eyelids at him in an
exaggerated way.  He blushed a deep red at my flirtation.

   "Hey!  Hands off bitch.  He's mine," Wendy said in mock anger.  We all
had a good laugh and sat down to have a drink.

   After our drinks arrived, Bill and Claudia joined us.

   "Where have you two been?  Did you get unpacked?" I asked Claudia.

   Leaning over to whisper in my ear she said, "Bill was horny so we had a
quick fuck.  Then I sucked him off.  Want some?" Before I could answer,
Claudia gave me a friendly kiss on the lips, quickly slipping her tongue
into my mouth, leaving me with a salty, slightly bitter aftertaste.  To the
others, they probably only saw the quick kiss which was nothing unusual
from Claudia - she was always hugging and kissing people, some she barely
knew.  Still, I blushed.  I wasn't used to kissing anyone other than Bert,
much less a woman with sperm in her mouth.

   Trying to be a good sport, I leaned back and whispered, "Not bad. 
Probably the only cum I'll get the entire trip."

   Claudia laughed, "Don't worry honey, I'm gonna take care of you."

   After we had a drink, we decided to get some dinner.  I called up to our
room to get Bert moving but there was no answer.  Claudia demanded that I
give her the key to my room so she could get him.  I figured that someone
other than me might be better able to persuade him so I went along with it
and gave her the key.

   Five minutes later Claudia and Bert came into the restaurant.  Bert was
rubbing his arm.

   "No wonder he didn't answer the phone," Claudia said loud enough for the
whole group to hear, "he was watching some porno movie in the room and
wanking his tiny little white dick." Steve and Wendy thought this was
hilarious.  Bill just looked at Bert like he was a pathetic little worm. 
In the mean time I was wondering what Claudia meant by little.  Bert was
the only man I had ever slept with or had seen naked.  It didn't seem small
to me.

   "She hit me!" Bert cried out.  We all laughed at his whining.  When he
realized that we were all making fun of him he just looked down at the
table rather than try to meet our eyes.

   Rubbing salt in the wound, Wendy asked "Bert, why would you need to jerk
off watching a stupid porn movie when you have a beautiful wife who'd
probably be happy to take care of you?  How small was it Claudia?"

   "I'd say maybe four or five inches long and thin as can be.  It would
make a nice pencil if he could keep it stiff enough," Claudia said.

   "Four or five inches?  Linda, honey.  You don't know what you're
missing," Wendy said looking down at Steve's crotch then at Bill's.  "You
definitely don't have Linda's problem either, do you Claudia?"

   "Ah, no.  I don't think so.  In fact it's quite the opposite problem."

   All this talk about dick's was clearly making Bert uncomfortable.  He
tried to get up but Claudia shot him a look that made him reconsider.

   After dinner, we went dancing.  Bert as usual, didn't want to dance so
we just sat while I drank martini's and Bert had whiskey.  After a while
Wendy came back winded and asked me to take over with Steve while she
rested.  So I went out and danced a few fast ones with him and had a great
time.  Steve was everything that Bert wasn't: funny, good looking, and a
good dancer.  Finally, Steve said he needed a break too so we went back to
the table.

   We go there and Bill looked a little restless so I took him back out to
the dance floor while the others sat and drank.  I looked back over my
shoulder and Bert was beet red so I figured they must be giving him a bad
time.  Amazingly, I didn't feel bad for him.  I guess I was having too much
fun.

   Bill and I got to the dance floor and there was a slow song playing.  He
grabbed me and pulled me close.  He towered over me at 6'5".  As we danced
I stared at my white hands on his big black arms and found myself getting
turned on.  Maybe it was all the drinks.  I pushed my big tits into him and
felt his cock begin to grow against my stomach.  It kept growing and
growing.  I couldn't believe it.  That couldn't be his cock, could it?  It
couldn't be that big.  I looked up at him and he smiled.

   "Yes, it's real." He said in his deep voice, answering the unasked
question.  "You have a beautiful body.  Too bad it's wasted on that limp
dick of a husband you have.  No offense."

   "None taken," blushing at the compliment.

   Bill then slowly began to run his hands over my back and then down over
my ass.  I didn't resist at all.  I was so turned on he could have fucked
me right there on the dance floor in front of his wife and my husband for
all I cared.

   After the song, we went back to the table to have a drink.  The only
thing I could think of was Bill's big cock pushing against my belly.  But
Bert wanted to go and I was afraid that I was going to rape Bill if I
didn't leave, so we went back to our room.

   Inside, I got undressed and got in bed.  Bert joined me.  Immediately I
began to play with his dick through his boxer shorts.  It was limp as a wet
noodle but I kept on playing with it, trying to get it hard.  I pulled back
the covers and sucked it in my mouth for a while.  Still nothing. 
Frustrated, I got up and put my dress back on and told Bert I was going
back downstairs to lose some of his money.

   Back in the casino, I went to the first slot machine I saw and started
feeding it money.  Four drinks and $200 later, Bill and Claudia saw me and
stopped by to talk.

   "I thought you were going upstairs." Claudia said.

   "I did but Bert couldn't get it up.  So, I came down here to get drunk
and lose money.  I'm doing well at both."

   "Oh honey, you're coming with us." Claudia said and dragged me back up
to their room with me whining excuses the entire way.

   The room was palatial compared to mine.  There was a huge hot tub
overlooking the city, a bar, a huge bed.  I just stood there and gawked.

   Claudia laughed when she saw the expression on my face, "Come on.  Lets
sit in the hot tub and have a drink."

   Bill went into the bathroom while Claudia and I got undressed.  I
couldn't help but stare.  She was beautiful.  Her breasts were full and
firm and she had a nice round full ass too.  I got in the tub while Claudia
got me a drink.  She got in and then Bill came out.  He was naked and
looked great.  Semi-hard, his cock was considerably bigger than Bert's.  He
was probably 7 or 8 inches long and incredibly thick.

   Bill got in the tub.  We all talked, drank and laughed.  After a while I
was getting warm from being in the hot tub for so long.  So I got out and
sat on the edge with my feet in the frothy water.  I leaned back on my
elbows, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of the cool air over my
body.

   I was feeling good with a combination of drunkenness, and having been
relaxed by the hot water.  I didn't object when I felt a pair of hands
parting my legs and caress my thighs.  I kept my eyes closed and enjoyed
the sensations as the hands moved over the hair on my pussy, causing me to
shiver.  The I felt a tongue licking me, slowly.  I gasped and looked down
at the head between my legs.  I froze for a second when I realized it was
Claudia.  Bill was on the other side of the hot tub, his hand below the
water, apparently stroking himself.

   Claudia, sensing my sudden siffness, pushed several fingers into my wet
pussy and starting licking me more intensely.  Rather than being repulsed
by the idea of a woman licking and sucking me, I was excited by it.  It was
nasty and it felt so good.  I relaxed again and tried to lose myself in the
sensations that Claudia was causing in me.

   The tongue between my legs began to focus it's attention on my clit
while the fingers stroked in and out.  My body went tense as my orgasm
swept over me.  Claudia stayed with me through it all.  Then, I was too
sensitive so I gently pushed her head away and rested for a moment.

   When I opened my eyes, Claudia was still standing in the hot tub right
in front of me with a big smile on her face.

   "Honey, do you have any idea how beautiful you are when you cum?" She
asked.

   I slipped back into the water, put my hands around her and kissed her
mouth, tenderly.

   "Thank you.  That was the best orgasm of my life," I said.

   I pulled her closer and slipped my tongue into her mouth, tasting my
juices.

   "Hey, is somebody going to help me over here or am I going to have to do
this myself?" Bill said, sitting on the edge of the hot tub pointing to his
huge erection.

   Claudia and I laughed, got out and pulled Bill up.  We dried each other
off with the hotels plush towels and got onto the huge bed.  Bill laid on
his back as Claudia and I lazily took turns licking his cock.  For the next
five minutes we generally amused ourselves, teasing Bill by doing things
like making his cock twitch by touching our tongues on it ever so gently
but never quite putting it in our mouths.

   Eventually, Bill decided that he had had enough and got up, grabbed
Claudia and pulled her to her hands and knees.  He knelt behind her and,
with out much warning, shoved his huge prick up inside her causing her to
gasp in pleasure and surprise at his rough treatment.

   I watched him fuck her for a moment and decided that I owed her a favor.
I climber underneath Claudia with my head between her legs.  I pulled my
head up a bit and started licking her pussy as Bill continued his rough
assault from behind.  As my tongue made contact she gasped again, not
expecting the added stimulation.

   I did everything I could to make her come, but Bill's thrusting was a
bit of a distraction for both of us.  So, I did the next best thing I could
think of.  I started licking Bill's balls on each of his thrusts into
Claudia.  Apparently this was too much for him because he quickly came
inside her.

   He pulled out and flopped onto the bed, satisfied.  I pulled Claudia's
hips down before she could get away and started licking at her pussy again.
She moaned in pleasure.  I knew she hadn't come yet and was determined to
do my best to make it happen for her.  I licked her as she had done for me,
slowly at first, then faster.  Tasting Claudia's juices mixed with Bill's
cum on spurred me on.

   It didn't take long for Claudia to take advantage of her position.  She
sat up so I was pinned below her and started rubbing her pussy around on my
face.  She wasn't paying much attention to what I was doing, she just
concentrated on trying to make herself cum.  She sat all the way up,
putting her full weight on my face.  My tongue was still working at her
clit.  A few more seconds of licking and she stiffened and screamed that
she was cumming.

   I stayed for another hour, dozing on the bed with Bill and Claudia
before I decided to leave them alone.  I kissed them both and thanked them
for a good time and left.  I went back to Bert and his little limp dick. 
He didn't do much for me in bed but still loved him.  Besides, I knew that
I could always go and spend an evening with Bill and Claudia anytime I
wanted something Bert couldn't provide.