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I was curled up on the couch watching tv with my boyfriend Nick one night; it was a program about Vegas - you know, the glitz and glamour, the money and magic, the danger, the sheer rush of it all...
I knew all too well what the presenter was talking about because I'd been there over the summer with my best friend Carla. The two of us had been best friends since we were teenagers. We'd flown out for a wild and crazy weekend to celebrate the finalization of her divorce. It was our mission to let our inner sluts out to play. The rule was that whatever decadent stuff we did that
weekend, we'd do it there and leave it there.
At the time of our trip, Nick had been out-of-town on a business trip for several days. And Carla and Rod had long stopped having sex; they didn't even sleep in the same room anymore. So we were definitely two hot and horny bitches on the prowl.
It was the middle of August and blisteringly hot, so our suitcases were light. Lipstick and bikinis don't take up much room. During the course of their divorce, Carla'd been plenty pissed-off with Rod. Early on, I'd suggested we go to the gym so she could work off her anger instead of just sitting in front of the tv or on a bar stool feeding the anger. I didn't want her to wake
up one day and be fat, sloppy, depressed and divorced. The upshot was that our bodies were in fantastic shape now. We were tanned and toned and fitter than I'd probably been in my entire life. We looked awesome - and we knew it. We were ready for Vegas - we were ready for anything.
Once we got there, we didn't waste any time. Within half an hour after we checked in, we were poolside. We spent the whole afternoon laying in the sun, drinking frozen margaritas by the pitcherful, getting tan and drawing admiring glances from every man within eye's reach. And then we'd stopped off at the bar on our way back up to our suite. By the time we'd showered, changed clothes
and made it back downstairs to plant ourselves at the blackjack table, I was more lit up than a Christmas tree.
The casino was full tonight. I loved the buzz; the tremendous energy of the room. After initially winning a little, it looked like now I was on my way to a real losing streak. And no wonder - I was way too sloshed to be paying attention to what I was doing.
Having said that, I realized I needed to get outside and get a little air - soon - before I passed out. As I stood up from the table, I stumbled a little and went crashing right into the middle of a group of young men who happened to be walking past. One of them caught me and helped me steady myself. I thanked them and was getting ready to walk away when I felt a strong hand cup my right
breast and squeeze. I giggled out loud because it felt good - it felt REALLY good.
I looked up to smile at him, and was surprised to feel his lips press into mine. I was also surprised at how quickly (and how enthusiastically) I responded to his kiss. It had been eons since anyone had kissed me like that ! As his tongue pushed and teased past my lips, I felt my heart hammering loudly in my throat.
When I opened my eyes and looked up at him, I was also surprised at how very young he was. His warm brown eyes and sweet smile made my knees wobble. This - coupled with the press of his friends' hard bodies against my own - was making me quite wet between the legs.I didn't notice at first, but Carla had joined us. I looked over my shoulder to see her sandwiched between two gorgeous young
men; all three of them smiling and happy. She suggested we continue the evening upstairs in our room. No one disagreed.
We found ourselves crowded into the rather small elevator. I felt hands and mouths all over my body. Mmmmmm... Instinctively, I opened my legs and gasped as eager hands moved up the inside of my thigh and a finger popped itself right into my shaved and slightly wet slit, nearly making me come immediately. Right to the point. Ooh - so soon ? These boys REALLY WERE young,
weren't they ? There were a few things Carla and I needed to teach them. But first I wanted to fuck this finger that was moving in and out of my cunt; it needed to finish what it had started. I opened my legs a little further, threw back my head and rocked myself to a good "starter orgasm" just as the doors to the elevator opened.
We called room service and ordered a couple of bottles of champagne and a pitcher of frozen margaritas - oh, and loads of beer for the boys - and were amazed at how quickly it was delivered. The guy who delivered the booze was about the same age as the boys we were with, and it was obvious he was jealous of them.As soon as the door closed, one of the boys turned the tv on to a music channel and cranked
the volume up. The huge plasma screen was immediately filled with gyrating, half-naked bodies. The boys plopped down all over our king-sized bed. Someone asked Carla and I to dance for them - and the party was off and running.
We drank. We smoked a little weed, which was something I hadn't done in about 20 years. It felt so good, I wondered why I'd stopped. Oh yeah - I got married. Donnie didn't smoke weed. Smoking by myself wasn't very enjoyable, and when my connection moved away, I just stopped.Carla was really getting into it. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was doing a slow,
seductive stripper's dance for us - off somewhere in her own private world with her eyes closed and her left hand reaching inside her blouse while her right hand slid under her skirt. Her hips gyrated in time to the music. She licked her lips.
I was so... stoned. I loved this feeling. I found myself floating across the room. Amid whoops and hollers from the boys, I kissed her - sliding my tongue between her teeth and sucking on her tongue. I mashed my body against hers and slid my hands under her skirt and grabbed her ass. She moaned and pressed herself against me. I felt her hot tongue on my neck
and her hand inching up the inside of my thigh.
I also felt my skirt being lifted up from behind. I'd intentionally not worn any panties tonight. At the precise second Carla snaked a finger deep up into my eager pussy, I felt someone start to kiss my bottom. Seconds after that, someone moved my hair and began lightly licking my shoulders and back. Carla's finger had just found my g-spot and I was trying hard not to come right
then. But as a hand grabbed each of my breasts and rubbed and twisted my nipples and I felt still other hands pulling my asscheeks apart, I felt my breath start to get ragged and I began to shudder. And when a well-lubed finger worked its way into my asshole, I completely lost control. My hips began bucking wildly and I literally exploded. Strong hands kept me standing upright, then shoved me onto the bed and on my back, where my legs were held wide apart and Carla's finger was replaced
with someone's tongue. I'd just had a brazilian wax yesterday afternoon, so this magic anonymous tongue was literally sliding around my pussy, licking at my clit and then shoving itself in and out of my dripping and spazming cunt. I felt a mouth on each of my nipples and a fat finger sliding up my cunt, and my next orgasm began ripping through my body.
Before I had time to catch my breath, Carla told the boys to feed us their cocks. In the next instant, both my mouth and my pussy were crammed full. I was in heaven. A few minutes later, I hear Carla moan. I glanced over to see her riding a cock, with a cock shoved deep in her mouth - and one rammed up her ass. Both of her nipples are getting sucked. She's giggling softly
and rocking back and forth. Both boys are breathing hard.
I watch in amazement the cock in her asshole unloads first. The boy moans loudly and stiffens. He slaps her ass when he comes, then pulls out and shoots his thick white wad all over her bottom. Now she's bouncing up and down on the hard dick that's rammed up her cunt. They manage to come at almost the same time - she shoving her finger up his ass and him teasing her clit with his
fingers. The guy in her mouth starts to pull out, but she grabs his ass and holds his cock securely in her mouth. He dumps his load down her throat in no time. The three of them fall in a totally spent, sweaty, disheveled pile.
The pulsing cock in my mouth blows at nearly the same time, a huge load of hot cum that fills my mouth and nearly makes me gag. I sit upright to ride the cock that's filling up my cunt. I immediately feel my ass cheeks being pulled apart, and a thin wet finger snakes its way in and out of my tight little asshole. It feels incredibly good. A few seconds later, I feel someone lubing
my asshole with what feels like a handful of spit, then a fat cock pushing up against my asshole. I wince in pain and try to pull away. I'm ready to protest when the boy grabs my hips hard and and holds me tight. I scream as he shoves his massive dick rudely up my ass. Slowly it begins to pull itself almost all the way out before it slams hard into me again. It takes my breath away. I mash my cunt down hard into the sweet young body laying under me.
I love this gloriously slutty feeling of having both my holes crammed full of fat, stiff cock. The boy laying under me begins breathing faster and pumping harder. I feel my skin flush as another orgasm builds up inside me. As I come, I squeeze his penis with my cunt muscles - once - hard. He comes immediately, screaming and slamming his massive cock into me over and over. I
feel his warm cum squirt into my cunt, then run out and dribble down my thighs. Spurred on by this, the boy in back fills my ass with a load of thick hot cream that soon starts leaking out of my butthole. We collapse against each other and fall asleep.I woke up a few hours later, laying on my belly, my asshole again full of a nice hard cock.
My boyfriend didn't like the idea of me running off to Vegas with Carla. He says she is a bad influence. If he only knew.
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