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So I'm kind of having my midlife crisis. I'm hornier than I can remember any time in my life and my husband is away at war. I am an attractive woman 5'8" tall with blonde hair, and stay in good shape 36-29-36. I am so hot and horny after 7 months without getting fucked by a man. I love my husband but what's a girl to do? Recently I made a new friend with a woman named Kelly.
A few weeks back, Kelly called me out of the blue and asked if we could meet at the local Starbucks the following Saturday morning. I was a bit surprised by the random call but because Kelly said that she had seen me downtown and had gotten my number from a friend, I agreed to meet. It was a great match up and I’m really glad we got together, I needed a friend.
Kelly told me she knew that my husband was serving in the Iraq war and so she offer her friendship to help me through the lonely times. We have had several girls get-together’s and they have been great for both of us—shopping, coffee, a movie, fun and relaxation. It is as if Kelly and I have known each other forever. Kelly is a pretty woman 5’6” tall with red hair and stunning green eyes. She really knows how to accent her hair and eyes as she often wears greenish colored dresses that pull her eyes right to you. She always reminds me that red is the new blonde but without the ditziness.
During one of our get-together’s, Kelly asked if I had ever been to Las Vegas and of course I had, but I also joked that I have never been there with another “woman.” My husband and I go there once a year or so; we love to see the shows, visit the casinos and to watch people. Kelly asked if I wanted to drive with her over a long weekend. Her husband was going out of town to check on their rental property and Kelly was staying home. I said sure, let’s do it and I’ll pay for the room since my husband is making the big bucks with his service and hazardous duty pay in Iraq.
It was a week from Thursday and so we had plenty of time to get ourselves ready, buy new outfits, prep our hair and nails, and plan for the trip. Prior to our drive we went to a few upscale stores to shop for an outfit or two. Kelly suggested that we get at least one new look that was provocative since we were going to Vegassss. The outfit we chose were much more revealing than I am use to. I guess I went a little over the top as I purchased two skirts that were shorter than normal, leg-ripped skinny jeans and two tops that showed a lot of bare skin as they fell off of my shoulders. It was a fun day and we made it an adventure of shopping and trying on sexy clothing including underwear and accessories—I even got a new bellybutton ring to show off my white tummy. Kelly too bought several provocative outfits with low cut hips, ripped “slut” jeans, short skirts and tops to show off her figure. For the trip, I wore my cut hip hugger ripped jeans and a low cut blouse that showed my flattened belly. If you got it, why not show it off, I thought, Kelly agreed. We looked like 40 year old soccer moms on hormones. Our drive was six hours and we had a great time talking about ideas and issues of the day. My husband’s favorite quotes is by Eleanor Roosevelt which she says, “Small minds talk about people, average minds talk of issues but great minds oh they are different, great minds talk of ideas.” We avoid talking about people at all cost.
During the travel, I was exceptionally amorous and was doing and talking about things that are very uncharacteristic and very sexual. It must have been the sexy outfits, the freedom of a girl’s trip and the fact that I had not had heterosexual sex for a long time. While Kelly drove I was pecking on her cheek and gently brushing her breasts--all in good taste. Kelly responded and even made suggestive gestures indicating her desires but told me that she wanted this trip to be “different” and told me that she was not over her period so we should not get too worked up. For me it was the many months being separated from my husband that made me so aroused.
The roadway was blocked for nearly forty minutes due to road construction and we made good use of the lull by switching the subject to our sexual pasts and likes and dislikes. Kelly told me she had a pretty dull relationship with her husband and that she had strayed a few times over the years. She confessed about her desires to let her hair down on this trip and confided that she had been naughty over the years. Kelly bragged that she gave the best head and loved to swallow; something she seemed to take great pride in. She even shared that she really liked virile black men but only acted on her desire once while she was out of town on vacation. She had never cheated in her marital bed or in her home. I too confessed that I had slept with a few black men while I was in college before I was married. She told me that she could never forget acting like a “Hotwife” with all its lust and feelings of being so desirable. She shared all of the gory details including how he took her bareback and that he even got her to try anal. I quickly agreed that it sounded so fucking hot. I had not cheated on my husband except with her a few weeks ago, if you call that cheating. Moving again we regained our composure and continued our conversation as we drove into Vegas.
It was early fall and I made arrangements to stay at the finest Hotel on the Strip—the Bellagio, in a room overlooking the Vegas Nightlife from the 20th floor. We entered the room, it had two queen sized beds and a minibar. We immediately went for the in-room bar and grabbed a bottle of wine to toast our arrival. We had a drink, toasted our vacation, and began planning the upcoming evenings. Kelly surprised me by asking, “What do you think it would be like to be a Vegas Call Girl for next three days? Let’s let down our soccer mom persona and open up a can of Girls Gone Wild, so you know where I stand. Whatever you want to do is fair game for me.” Wow, what an offer! Anything, I asked? “Well, within limits she quickly qualified her suggestion.”
That Thursday evening Kelly dressed very revealing with a short jean skirt and a nice top and jacket. It was still mild weather in Las Vegas and although mild, jackets were in order. We decided to drive to take in the Freemont Street experience and dine in a cellar in old Vegas. The meal was great and we drank, watched the light displays and played slots well into the night. On the drive back to the hotel, we drove past several Adult shops and mused about what it would be like to stop, but instead, as we traveled, we did things on the strip that one can only do in Vegas—we didn’t care—we were in Vegas. We were both very excited and quickly returned to our room with a view. Unfortunately, Kelly was still on her “Charley” and so after stripping to her bra and panties we stopped at some light petting. She explained that tomorrow would be better for her. Her string thong was very revealing but I was a bit tired and so I agreed to get into a nightie and retire for the night. We fell off to sleep caught in between the throws of passion and each other’s arms. We held each other almost all night but I somehow knew that tomorrow would be very different as we planned to go to a hip R&B bar for some Friday night dancing and possibly some male fun on the dance floor.
We fooled around most of the day visiting the casinos and then returned to the room to take a nap before our night on the town. I bathed in bubbles, trimmed my pussy hair to create a sexy landing strip, and got very hot and wet as I touched my clit. I wanted to rub myself on the spot but didn’t want to ruin the mood for the evening. I only caressed my boobies but refused to finger my pussy—it was hard to hold back but I resisted. For some reason I wanted to feel sex starved when I left the hotel. I was going to wear a white short skirt, with a blue blazer jacket and a very loose fitting low cut blouse that opened just above the navel—it showed off my breasts, and the "wanting a c***d" look. I wore a red bra with a red and gold g-string underwear. My gold belly button ring shimmered as it swayed from my high heel walk. Looking back, we both must have looked like we were “Vegas Call-Girls.,” but we were there to have fun so, so what.
When we entered the night club, it was dark, very smoky and there were many people chatting, some dancing, mostly blacks dancing with black women but I could see that there were others too--a mixed crowd. I scanned the room but did not see many unattached men at first. Then back in a larger circular booth I noticed there was one white woman sitting in the middle of three black guys. She had her head resting on the back of the booth and her men had their arms winged out on each side of her. Not to be judgmental, we ordered our drinks, sat near the bar and watched from a distance for a while. I couldn't make out what they were doing but it seemed from the look on her face that that they were having a lot of fun. It appeared that maybe as a couple they were fulfilling a fantasy of seeing her get stroked royally by a big black dick. Alone on a bar stool, it looked like her husband was at the bar keeping a close watch on his lady as he looked on intently. He glanced over at us and just smiled. He was clearly a cuckold.
As the night went on we moved to a booth and several black guys asked to dance, but it seem that they were almost intimidated by us pretty white wives with gold bands and diamonds on our fingers. At about 11:00 PM, the place really began to rock. There were many couples on the dance floor and the alcohol made everyone loosen up. A black guy asked Kelly to dance and when they returned she introduced me to her new friend Darien. He was very attractive and well built. We hit it off immediately especially when he kissed my hand upon the introduction—he was a real smoozer. Good looking, 6’ tall, had a very good body and had big hands—you know what that means ladies. His dark skin was in direct contrast to Kelly’s red hair and milky white body. He asked if they could join us in our booth and motioned to his friend Edward. We really couldn’t say no, so we nodded our OK and excused ourselves to the ladies room to talk it over. Worse case we would have to make an excuse to leave early if things didn’t go well.
We had never done anything like this and what were we going to do now. Kelly was googoed eyed over Darien and so I agreed to play along. We were in Vegas, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas and so we returned to our guests with Darien, Kelly, Edward and I all sitting in the clamshell shaped booth. We shared our backgrounds and learned that Darien and Edward were in Vegas for a financial broker’s conference. They were well mannered, up and coming stock traders from NYC and were staying only through the weekend.
After a few more drinks, and dancing Darien became very amorous and Kelly began to dirty dance with him on the dance floor. My “date” Edward was fairly good looking too, 6’2” tall, had a very good body and was almost overly confident. He was a great dancer and we were having a nice time talking and teasing. He was a near perfect Adonis and seemed to know it—his light ebony skin and my blonde hair and height looked really sexy together on the dance floor. The four of us were garnering stares from others in the place; only from a group of black ladies in the room.
They gave us some “nasty” looks, but we didn’t care, and it only caused us to flaunt our promiscuous ways more. We both really put on a show dr****g ourselves over and around our men. It got so bad, that on one trip to the ladies room, several black ladies followed us in and tried to pick a fight telling us to stay away from their men. We tried to ignore them as we continued to refresh our red lipstick and our perfume. This enraged the hoes and they began calling us white trash and sluts—shouting “go home to your pencil dicked husbands and leave our black men alone.” That was a little scary but we had Edward and Darien to protect us.
We returned to the booth and told the boys about our run-in with the black hoes. Darien said to just blow off the bitches and stay close. Edward reached over kissed and hugged me then he proceeded to caress my shoulders and back. I returned the kiss and in a moment, our kisses became passionate, tonguing deep into each other’s mouth. He was my protector and I felt secure. It was at that moment I knew there was no turning back but I felt a sense of remorse as I pushed away from his embrace. Edward immediately sensed my apprehension. I had told him about my hubby serving in Iraq and he felt my guilt. My heart sank but my emotions were on overdrive. I had not kissed or held a man in more than seven months and my body was screaming for attention. Edward assured me that everything would be OK and again pulled me into his strong arms.
My husband would understand I rationalized; that’s just the type of guy he is--service before self—he was a soldier and good at it. He knew I loved him more than life itself. Tonight, if anything happened, would only be sex I convinced myself. Just then Edward moved to kiss me again. He held me close and began to kiss my neck. It was done, I melted in his embrace.
As we looked across at Kelly, Darien had moved in to kiss and caress her neck while she began rubbing his crotch and feeling his hard-on. Darien suggested that we catch a cab and return to his room for a nightcap. I agreed but suggested that we go back to our hotel room with the in room mini-bar at the Bellagio. It had two beds and we could control what did or didn’t happen. We haled a cabby and Edward got in the front while Darien sat in between Kelly and me. He was an aggressive sort and it wasn’t enough to be fondling Kelly, he had to grope my breast and ass. I knew it was the alcohol and so did Edward, as he warned his friend to relax and stick to one girl. Don’t ruin the night for both of us he warned.
He grabbed her ass while she struggled to feel his cock through his pants. She too had a lot to drink and it showed in her reckless actions in the cab. She rubbed him through his clothes, gestured with her mouth how big he was as she licked her red lips. She was intent on pulling out his ebony monster and began to fumble with his zipper. But alas, we arrived at the hotel and she regained her composure. As we walked drunkenly through the hotel to the lifts, it felt as though everyone was staring. On the elevator, we were the only four and so this time it was Edward who took the lead as he pulled me in with his strong arms and began to kiss me again. I simply couldn’t resist and kissed him back while pulling his ass in to meet my pelvic. I was a big girl and knew what was going to happen and I, nor anyone else, could stop it…. It was so sexy with his skin color and my long blonde hair dr****g around us as he lifted me off the ground.
I began kissing, licking and sucking his neck. He became “diamond cutter” hard in a minute and I could feel his hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. I felt a tingle in my pussy as he jabbed me. Thank God the elevator arrived on the 20th floor and as the doors opened, an older couple attempting to get on the lift jumped as they stared at us, two married white girls with these handsome black Adonis’, we just smiled, and ironically, the wife smiled back with a wink.
When we arrived at our room, Kelly and Darien went in first and she shouted that she wanted to bed closest to the window. The blinds and shades were open to the Vegas strip but that didn’t stop them. Darien fondled Kelly’s round tits and they began Frenching and kissing passionately. Kelly was moaning, her head was thrown back and she was acting like a bitch in heat.
Darien reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties aside as he reached in to play with her pussy without every removing her short skirt. Darien quickly pulled out his dick--it looked to be 10" long, black and as round as my wrist. She was about to get what she had wanted as Darien stripped off his pants and unfurled his manhood. She had told me about her blowjob prowess and that she gives the best head. I was certain that Kelly would get her chance as he pushed her to her knees and thrust his dick into her face. It was the largest dick I had ever seen and even from across the room, it looked massive. She looked over to me with a smile and nodded her head for Edward and me to go. She returned to suck Darien’s dick and grabbed his balls as she tried to pull him in deeper in her mouth.
I could tell he was enjoying her gagging as he pushed deep into her hot moist mouth and throat. She cupped his balls and deep throated him trying to get it all in—of course she gagged after only about six inches. All in all for as big as he was she was doing a great job licking and sucking his cock. Darien was loving it too forcing her head deep into his groin.
By this time Kelly was in the heat of it. She had shed her blouse and was begging to be fucked by his big black dick from behind. He moved up behind her, pushed her skirt up over her hips and pulled her panties out aside and began to rub the head of his black dick around her pussy lips. His precome and her juices made her very wet and excited. She began pushing back trying to impale herself with his huge black cock. He pushed it a little ways and she pushed back to get it fully in. With one large thrust he bottom out in her pussy and she let out a scream. He was too big and I could see the fear in her eyes as he pushed it back in. He hands reached back to control his thrust but Darien continued pounding deep into her from behind. Her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust. She seemed to accept him deeper and lowered her face onto the pillow. Edward and I smiled as we looked on with excitement.
This was the first time, I had ever been in a room where others were having sex and it was very arousing. It was as though we had our own porn show going on. He fucked her over and over, a steady pounding with her juices and his pre cum foaming and running down her ass. The pain had subsided and she began thrusting back into his pounding.
She had that faraway look on her face and was in to a sexual bliss—it was as though there was no one else in the room or on the Vegas strip below. The window blinds were still opened—she was loving it. Her red hair was a mess and she was saying, "I love the way he fucks my married white pussy, it is delicious." He stroked her with deep penetrations that seemed to make her belly bulge out with ever stroke. He was pounding deep into her doggie style and her tits were swaying back and forth with ever thrust.
While her black lover fucked her from behind, he reached around and began to play with her clit. He got a great angle on her pussy and we could see her eyes roll back into her head as she clench her teeth in orgasm. She moaned as she squeezed down on his hand pushing it down hard on her clit while he continued the long in and out stroking with his dick. His long black fingers rubbed her clit and she was in another world. She was very wet and the look on her face told me that she was about to cum again as he squeezed down on her clit. Then it happened and her body shook. She began to moan and pant loudly as she shivered and shuttered to a guttural climax. She was bucking uncontrollably with several huge spasms that caused her whole body to go into contracts that seem to last for a minute. He pulled out and slipped his dick back into her mouth. She did the best she could to concentrate but she was still high in an orgasmic state. Darien’s fucking and touching were making her pant.
She sucked him greedily, cupping his balls and rubbing them. He groaned that he was about to cum but pulled out of her mouth saying that he rarely gets to cum in a white pussy. She said, “great give it to me lover, fill my pussy up with your cum, you are the best.” She orgasmed again as Darien continued to fuck her until he yelled that he was coming in her pussy. He shot in her pussy and the cum ran down her ass and thigh with every forceable stroke. He pulled out and stroked it on her ass and back. They were exhausted as they both collapsed on the bed in each others arms.
The smell of sex permeated the room and Edward reached for me. In a moment, I was in a passionate kiss and knew I would be coming very soon. Not having a man penetrate me, I wanted him inside. Maybe it was that I felt so secure in his arms, I don’t know but I was fantasizing about Edward getting me pregnant tonight.
Our kisses became very passionate and our tongues were probing each others relentlessly. He pulled me close by my backside feeling up under my skirt exposing my red g-string panties. He laid me on the bed as he stripped his clothes off. He had a wonderful looking penis. Long and dark with a large mushroom head. I lowered my head to engulf him in my mouth but he pushed me back on the bed and as he pulled my panties aside he began eating me. He licked and fingered and licked some more until I was skirming under his tongue--I was about to climax and was loving it. I wanted him inside of me so badly but couldn’t decide if I needed to cum fist—I was so close. I know Kelly heard my cries of ecstasy from the other bed as they stopped what they were doing to watch. I was horny as hell and didn’t care who saw me as I came. I wanted to return the favor but also wanted a man’s cock inside of my unused pussy. I rationalized that I need to suck him first since he was going to put on a condom before he entered. I reached for his manhood and gently stroked his cock and balls.
He asked me to remove my dress and I eagerly obeyed. If I do say so myself, I really looked great standing there with only my red thong panties, my long blonde hair, gold belly-button ring and lipstick. He I was a beautiful blonde wife in bed with a blackman. As soon as I was unclothed, Edward reached for my hand and led me back to the bed to lay aside of him. He removed my panties and rolled me on my back. He began to kiss my body all over starting with a lovely French kiss and then moved to my neck shoulders and breasts. My nipples became hard like erasers and as he sucked I was in heaven. He was going to mount me missionary and I greedily wanted him inside of me—now. There was no turning back.
He positioned himself over me and began rubbing his large head up and down over my labia. I started humping back trying to impale him in me. He lubed me up with my pussy juices mixing with his precum as he laid over me. He teased me for the longest time. He pushed it in a little and I lifted up to get him in deeper. He had tremendous control over me. Finally, I begged him to fuck me, please fuck me now. With that he pushed into me as I spread my legs wide to accept him.
He felt amazing as he gentle stroked me slow and shallow at first and then pushed fully into me. He ground our pelvises together as he stroked and rotated his hips rubbing on my clit. It was amazing with him being so deep inside. This man’s powerful legs were made for pushing into me. He forced his dick further in my wet pussy and I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in as he stroked. In the heat of passion he sucked on my tits and neck. I was in heaven and pulled him in to kiss his beautiful lips. Again I began to fantasize about him getting me pregnant. I remembered that he had not put a condom on and that I was not on the pill. I was perfectly ovulating I recalled. I quickly regained myself and whispered not to cum in me as I was unprotected and prime. That seemed to make him more virile and he stroke me harder. The feeling was indescribable. I felt so secure in his embrace and in “love.”
He was sucking on my tits and neck as he stroked in and out as hard as he could. He grinded into me and I felt my cervix flower begin to open as I approached my climax. It started as several quick orgasmic spasms of pure enjoyment and then it hit me. We both felt our orgasms nearing and I again reminded him to please pull out, I’m unprotected and ovulating. Mine came on me like a freight train and I screamed, “There is nothing like the feel of a hard dick in my pussy fucking away. There is nothing like having a big black dick!" Edward dialed in the pace and set the rhythm as our bodies pressed in love. We both exploded in one massive climax that caused my legs to wrap around Edward’s back as he continued to hump me to a massive orgasm. Right on queue his balls tensed up and he began cumming deep in my womb and I loved the warm slippery feeling. In the heat of it, I begged him to fill my pussy up with his black baby seed and pulled him in until he was totally spent. I felt it leaking down my crack as he pulled out.
Our lovemaking was exquisite and both of us were caught in the moment of passion. Of course I was scared about a pregnancy but was so caught up in that moment to stop. I fell in his arms exhausted. He spooned up to me and I let out a soft moan when he wrapped his arms around me as we fell asleep. We were so exhausted that we didn’t even get up to clean ourselves, it just if felt so right.
Midway thought the night I heard Darien fucking Kelly again. She was out of it and did not move, he stroked her for a while and let out a low groan as he exploded again in her. I looked over and he motioned for me to come join him as he fucked her pussy. No way was I going to get close to that a****l and so I turned away and wrapped my arms around Edward as he slept.
The next morning I woke, my hair was strewn, my titties had love bits, our bed was soaked from front to back with our beautiful cum, and he had given me a big hickey on my neck. I had gotten everything I wanted and more. Edward had totally ravaged my white body and we still had one more day together but that is another story or two.
So I'm kind of having my midlife crisis. I'm hornier than I can remember any time in my life and my husband is away at war. I am an attractive woman 5'8" tall with blonde hair, and stay in good shape 36-29-36. I am so hot and horny after 7 months without getting fucked by a man. I love my husband but what's a girl to do? Recently I made a new friend with a woman named Kelly.
A few weeks back, Kelly called me out of the blue and asked if we could meet at the local Starbucks the following Saturday morning. I was a bit surprised by the random call but because Kelly said that she had seen me downtown and had gotten my number from a friend, I agreed to meet. It was a great match up and I’m really glad we got together, I needed a friend.
Kelly told me she knew that my husband was serving in the Iraq war and so she offer her friendship to help me through the lonely times. We have had several girls get-together’s and they have been great for both of us—shopping, coffee, a movie, fun and relaxation. It is as if Kelly and I have known each other forever. Kelly is a pretty woman 5’6” tall with red hair and stunning green eyes. She really knows how to accent her hair and eyes as she often wears greenish colored dresses that pull her eyes right to you. She always reminds me that red is the new blonde but without the ditziness.
During one of our get-together’s, Kelly asked if I had ever been to Las Vegas and of course I had, but I also joked that I have never been there with another “woman.” My husband and I go there once a year or so; we love to see the shows, visit the casinos and to watch people. Kelly asked if I wanted to drive with her over a long weekend. Her husband was going out of town to check on their rental property and Kelly was staying home. I said sure, let’s do it and I’ll pay for the room since my husband is making the big bucks with his service and hazardous duty pay in Iraq.
It was a week from Thursday and so we had plenty of time to get ourselves ready, buy new outfits, prep our hair and nails, and plan for the trip. Prior to our drive we went to a few upscale stores to shop for an outfit or two. Kelly suggested that we get at least one new look that was provocative since we were going to Vegassss. The outfit we chose were much more revealing than I am use to. I guess I went a little over the top as I purchased two skirts that were shorter than normal, leg-ripped skinny jeans and two tops that showed a lot of bare skin as they fell off of my shoulders. It was a fun day and we made it an adventure of shopping and trying on sexy clothing including underwear and accessories—I even got a new bellybutton ring to show off my white tummy. Kelly too bought several provocative outfits with low cut hips, ripped “slut” jeans, short skirts and tops to show off her figure. For the trip, I wore my cut hip hugger ripped jeans and a low cut blouse that showed my flattened belly. If you got it, why not show it off, I thought, Kelly agreed. We looked like 40 year old soccer moms on hormones. Our drive was six hours and we had a great time talking about ideas and issues of the day. My husband’s favorite quotes is by Eleanor Roosevelt which she says, “Small minds talk about people, average minds talk of issues but great minds oh they are different, great minds talk of ideas.” We avoid talking about people at all cost.
During the travel, I was exceptionally amorous and was doing and talking about things that are very uncharacteristic and very sexual. It must have been the sexy outfits, the freedom of a girl’s trip and the fact that I had not had heterosexual sex for a long time. While Kelly drove I was pecking on her cheek and gently brushing her breasts--all in good taste. Kelly responded and even made suggestive gestures indicating her desires but told me that she wanted this trip to be “different” and told me that she was not over her period so we should not get too worked up. For me it was the many months being separated from my husband that made me so aroused.
The roadway was blocked for nearly forty minutes due to road construction and we made good use of the lull by switching the subject to our sexual pasts and likes and dislikes. Kelly told me she had a pretty dull relationship with her husband and that she had strayed a few times over the years. She confessed about her desires to let her hair down on this trip and confided that she had been naughty over the years. Kelly bragged that she gave the best head and loved to swallow; something she seemed to take great pride in. She even shared that she really liked virile black men but only acted on her desire once while she was out of town on vacation. She had never cheated in her marital bed or in her home. I too confessed that I had slept with a few black men while I was in college before I was married. She told me that she could never forget acting like a “Hotwife” with all its lust and feelings of being so desirable. She shared all of the gory details including how he took her bareback and that he even got her to try anal. I quickly agreed that it sounded so fucking hot. I had not cheated on my husband except with her a few weeks ago, if you call that cheating. Moving again we regained our composure and continued our conversation as we drove into Vegas.
It was early fall and I made arrangements to stay at the finest Hotel on the Strip—the Bellagio, in a room overlooking the Vegas Nightlife from the 20th floor. We entered the room, it had two queen sized beds and a minibar. We immediately went for the in-room bar and grabbed a bottle of wine to toast our arrival. We had a drink, toasted our vacation, and began planning the upcoming evenings. Kelly surprised me by asking, “What do you think it would be like to be a Vegas Call Girl for next three days? Let’s let down our soccer mom persona and open up a can of Girls Gone Wild, so you know where I stand. Whatever you want to do is fair game for me.” Wow, what an offer! Anything, I asked? “Well, within limits she quickly qualified her suggestion.”
That Thursday evening Kelly dressed very revealing with a short jean skirt and a nice top and jacket. It was still mild weather in Las Vegas and although mild, jackets were in order. We decided to drive to take in the Freemont Street experience and dine in a cellar in old Vegas. The meal was great and we drank, watched the light displays and played slots well into the night. On the drive back to the hotel, we drove past several Adult shops and mused about what it would be like to stop, but instead, as we traveled, we did things on the strip that one can only do in Vegas—we didn’t care—we were in Vegas. We were both very excited and quickly returned to our room with a view. Unfortunately, Kelly was still on her “Charley” and so after stripping to her bra and panties we stopped at some light petting. She explained that tomorrow would be better for her. Her string thong was very revealing but I was a bit tired and so I agreed to get into a nightie and retire for the night. We fell off to sleep caught in between the throws of passion and each other’s arms. We held each other almost all night but I somehow knew that tomorrow would be very different as we planned to go to a hip R&B bar for some Friday night dancing and possibly some male fun on the dance floor.
We fooled around most of the day visiting the casinos and then returned to the room to take a nap before our night on the town. I bathed in bubbles, trimmed my pussy hair to create a sexy landing strip, and got very hot and wet as I touched my clit. I wanted to rub myself on the spot but didn’t want to ruin the mood for the evening. I only caressed my boobies but refused to finger my pussy—it was hard to hold back but I resisted. For some reason I wanted to feel sex starved when I left the hotel. I was going to wear a white short skirt, with a blue blazer jacket and a very loose fitting low cut blouse that opened just above the navel—it showed off my breasts, and the "wanting a c***d" look. I wore a red bra with a red and gold g-string underwear. My gold belly button ring shimmered as it swayed from my high heel walk. Looking back, we both must have looked like we were “Vegas Call-Girls.,” but we were there to have fun so, so what.
When we entered the night club, it was dark, very smoky and there were many people chatting, some dancing, mostly blacks dancing with black women but I could see that there were others too--a mixed crowd. I scanned the room but did not see many unattached men at first. Then back in a larger circular booth I noticed there was one white woman sitting in the middle of three black guys. She had her head resting on the back of the booth and her men had their arms winged out on each side of her. Not to be judgmental, we ordered our drinks, sat near the bar and watched from a distance for a while. I couldn't make out what they were doing but it seemed from the look on her face that that they were having a lot of fun. It appeared that maybe as a couple they were fulfilling a fantasy of seeing her get stroked royally by a big black dick. Alone on a bar stool, it looked like her husband was at the bar keeping a close watch on his lady as he looked on intently. He glanced over at us and just smiled. He was clearly a cuckold.
As the night went on we moved to a booth and several black guys asked to dance, but it seem that they were almost intimidated by us pretty white wives with gold bands and diamonds on our fingers. At about 11:00 PM, the place really began to rock. There were many couples on the dance floor and the alcohol made everyone loosen up. A black guy asked Kelly to dance and when they returned she introduced me to her new friend Darien. He was very attractive and well built. We hit it off immediately especially when he kissed my hand upon the introduction—he was a real smoozer. Good looking, 6’ tall, had a very good body and had big hands—you know what that means ladies. His dark skin was in direct contrast to Kelly’s red hair and milky white body. He asked if they could join us in our booth and motioned to his friend Edward. We really couldn’t say no, so we nodded our OK and excused ourselves to the ladies room to talk it over. Worse case we would have to make an excuse to leave early if things didn’t go well.
We had never done anything like this and what were we going to do now. Kelly was googoed eyed over Darien and so I agreed to play along. We were in Vegas, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas and so we returned to our guests with Darien, Kelly, Edward and I all sitting in the clamshell shaped booth. We shared our backgrounds and learned that Darien and Edward were in Vegas for a financial broker’s conference. They were well mannered, up and coming stock traders from NYC and were staying only through the weekend.
After a few more drinks, and dancing Darien became very amorous and Kelly began to dirty dance with him on the dance floor. My “date” Edward was fairly good looking too, 6’2” tall, had a very good body and was almost overly confident. He was a great dancer and we were having a nice time talking and teasing. He was a near perfect Adonis and seemed to know it—his light ebony skin and my blonde hair and height looked really sexy together on the dance floor. The four of us were garnering stares from others in the place; only from a group of black ladies in the room.
They gave us some “nasty” looks, but we didn’t care, and it only caused us to flaunt our promiscuous ways more. We both really put on a show dr****g ourselves over and around our men. It got so bad, that on one trip to the ladies room, several black ladies followed us in and tried to pick a fight telling us to stay away from their men. We tried to ignore them as we continued to refresh our red lipstick and our perfume. This enraged the hoes and they began calling us white trash and sluts—shouting “go home to your pencil dicked husbands and leave our black men alone.” That was a little scary but we had Edward and Darien to protect us.
We returned to the booth and told the boys about our run-in with the black hoes. Darien said to just blow off the bitches and stay close. Edward reached over kissed and hugged me then he proceeded to caress my shoulders and back. I returned the kiss and in a moment, our kisses became passionate, tonguing deep into each other’s mouth. He was my protector and I felt secure. It was at that moment I knew there was no turning back but I felt a sense of remorse as I pushed away from his embrace. Edward immediately sensed my apprehension. I had told him about my hubby serving in Iraq and he felt my guilt. My heart sank but my emotions were on overdrive. I had not kissed or held a man in more than seven months and my body was screaming for attention. Edward assured me that everything would be OK and again pulled me into his strong arms.
My husband would understand I rationalized; that’s just the type of guy he is--service before self—he was a soldier and good at it. He knew I loved him more than life itself. Tonight, if anything happened, would only be sex I convinced myself. Just then Edward moved to kiss me again. He held me close and began to kiss my neck. It was done, I melted in his embrace.
As we looked across at Kelly, Darien had moved in to kiss and caress her neck while she began rubbing his crotch and feeling his hard-on. Darien suggested that we catch a cab and return to his room for a nightcap. I agreed but suggested that we go back to our hotel room with the in room mini-bar at the Bellagio. It had two beds and we could control what did or didn’t happen. We haled a cabby and Edward got in the front while Darien sat in between Kelly and me. He was an aggressive sort and it wasn’t enough to be fondling Kelly, he had to grope my breast and ass. I knew it was the alcohol and so did Edward, as he warned his friend to relax and stick to one girl. Don’t ruin the night for both of us he warned.
He grabbed her ass while she struggled to feel his cock through his pants. She too had a lot to drink and it showed in her reckless actions in the cab. She rubbed him through his clothes, gestured with her mouth how big he was as she licked her red lips. She was intent on pulling out his ebony monster and began to fumble with his zipper. But alas, we arrived at the hotel and she regained her composure. As we walked drunkenly through the hotel to the lifts, it felt as though everyone was staring. On the elevator, we were the only four and so this time it was Edward who took the lead as he pulled me in with his strong arms and began to kiss me again. I simply couldn’t resist and kissed him back while pulling his ass in to meet my pelvic. I was a big girl and knew what was going to happen and I, nor anyone else, could stop it…. It was so sexy with his skin color and my long blonde hair dr****g around us as he lifted me off the ground.
I began kissing, licking and sucking his neck. He became “diamond cutter” hard in a minute and I could feel his hardness as I wrapped my legs around him. I felt a tingle in my pussy as he jabbed me. Thank God the elevator arrived on the 20th floor and as the doors opened, an older couple attempting to get on the lift jumped as they stared at us, two married white girls with these handsome black Adonis’, we just smiled, and ironically, the wife smiled back with a wink.
When we arrived at our room, Kelly and Darien went in first and she shouted that she wanted to bed closest to the window. The blinds and shades were open to the Vegas strip but that didn’t stop them. Darien fondled Kelly’s round tits and they began Frenching and kissing passionately. Kelly was moaning, her head was thrown back and she was acting like a bitch in heat.
Darien reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties aside as he reached in to play with her pussy without every removing her short skirt. Darien quickly pulled out his dick--it looked to be 10" long, black and as round as my wrist. She was about to get what she had wanted as Darien stripped off his pants and unfurled his manhood. She had told me about her blowjob prowess and that she gives the best head. I was certain that Kelly would get her chance as he pushed her to her knees and thrust his dick into her face. It was the largest dick I had ever seen and even from across the room, it looked massive. She looked over to me with a smile and nodded her head for Edward and me to go. She returned to suck Darien’s dick and grabbed his balls as she tried to pull him in deeper in her mouth.
I could tell he was enjoying her gagging as he pushed deep into her hot moist mouth and throat. She cupped his balls and deep throated him trying to get it all in—of course she gagged after only about six inches. All in all for as big as he was she was doing a great job licking and sucking his cock. Darien was loving it too forcing her head deep into his groin.
By this time Kelly was in the heat of it. She had shed her blouse and was begging to be fucked by his big black dick from behind. He moved up behind her, pushed her skirt up over her hips and pulled her panties out aside and began to rub the head of his black dick around her pussy lips. His precome and her juices made her very wet and excited. She began pushing back trying to impale herself with his huge black cock. He pushed it a little ways and she pushed back to get it fully in. With one large thrust he bottom out in her pussy and she let out a scream. He was too big and I could see the fear in her eyes as he pushed it back in. He hands reached back to control his thrust but Darien continued pounding deep into her from behind. Her tits were bouncing back and forth with ever thrust. She seemed to accept him deeper and lowered her face onto the pillow. Edward and I smiled as we looked on with excitement.
This was the first time, I had ever been in a room where others were having sex and it was very arousing. It was as though we had our own porn show going on. He fucked her over and over, a steady pounding with her juices and his pre cum foaming and running down her ass. The pain had subsided and she began thrusting back into his pounding.
She had that faraway look on her face and was in to a sexual bliss—it was as though there was no one else in the room or on the Vegas strip below. The window blinds were still opened—she was loving it. Her red hair was a mess and she was saying, "I love the way he fucks my married white pussy, it is delicious." He stroked her with deep penetrations that seemed to make her belly bulge out with ever stroke. He was pounding deep into her doggie style and her tits were swaying back and forth with ever thrust.
While her black lover fucked her from behind, he reached around and began to play with her clit. He got a great angle on her pussy and we could see her eyes roll back into her head as she clench her teeth in orgasm. She moaned as she squeezed down on his hand pushing it down hard on her clit while he continued the long in and out stroking with his dick. His long black fingers rubbed her clit and she was in another world. She was very wet and the look on her face told me that she was about to cum again as he squeezed down on her clit. Then it happened and her body shook. She began to moan and pant loudly as she shivered and shuttered to a guttural climax. She was bucking uncontrollably with several huge spasms that caused her whole body to go into contracts that seem to last for a minute. He pulled out and slipped his dick back into her mouth. She did the best she could to concentrate but she was still high in an orgasmic state. Darien’s fucking and touching were making her pant.
She sucked him greedily, cupping his balls and rubbing them. He groaned that he was about to cum but pulled out of her mouth saying that he rarely gets to cum in a white pussy. She said, “great give it to me lover, fill my pussy up with your cum, you are the best.” She orgasmed again as Darien continued to fuck her until he yelled that he was coming in her pussy. He shot in her pussy and the cum ran down her ass and thigh with every forceable stroke. He pulled out and stroked it on her ass and back. They were exhausted as they both collapsed on the bed in each others arms.
The smell of sex permeated the room and Edward reached for me. In a moment, I was in a passionate kiss and knew I would be coming very soon. Not having a man penetrate me, I wanted him inside. Maybe it was that I felt so secure in his arms, I don’t know but I was fantasizing about Edward getting me pregnant tonight.
Our kisses became very passionate and our tongues were probing each others relentlessly. He pulled me close by my backside feeling up under my skirt exposing my red g-string panties. He laid me on the bed as he stripped his clothes off. He had a wonderful looking penis. Long and dark with a large mushroom head. I lowered my head to engulf him in my mouth but he pushed me back on the bed and as he pulled my panties aside he began eating me. He licked and fingered and licked some more until I was skirming under his tongue--I was about to climax and was loving it. I wanted him inside of me so badly but couldn’t decide if I needed to cum fist—I was so close. I know Kelly heard my cries of ecstasy from the other bed as they stopped what they were doing to watch. I was horny as hell and didn’t care who saw me as I came. I wanted to return the favor but also wanted a man’s cock inside of my unused pussy. I rationalized that I need to suck him first since he was going to put on a condom before he entered. I reached for his manhood and gently stroked his cock and balls.
He asked me to remove my dress and I eagerly obeyed. If I do say so myself, I really looked great standing there with only my red thong panties, my long blonde hair, gold belly-button ring and lipstick. He I was a beautiful blonde wife in bed with a blackman. As soon as I was unclothed, Edward reached for my hand and led me back to the bed to lay aside of him. He removed my panties and rolled me on my back. He began to kiss my body all over starting with a lovely French kiss and then moved to my neck shoulders and breasts. My nipples became hard like erasers and as he sucked I was in heaven. He was going to mount me missionary and I greedily wanted him inside of me—now. There was no turning back.
He positioned himself over me and began rubbing his large head up and down over my labia. I started humping back trying to impale him in me. He lubed me up with my pussy juices mixing with his precum as he laid over me. He teased me for the longest time. He pushed it in a little and I lifted up to get him in deeper. He had tremendous control over me. Finally, I begged him to fuck me, please fuck me now. With that he pushed into me as I spread my legs wide to accept him.
He felt amazing as he gentle stroked me slow and shallow at first and then pushed fully into me. He ground our pelvises together as he stroked and rotated his hips rubbing on my clit. It was amazing with him being so deep inside. This man’s powerful legs were made for pushing into me. He forced his dick further in my wet pussy and I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in as he stroked. In the heat of passion he sucked on my tits and neck. I was in heaven and pulled him in to kiss his beautiful lips. Again I began to fantasize about him getting me pregnant. I remembered that he had not put a condom on and that I was not on the pill. I was perfectly ovulating I recalled. I quickly regained myself and whispered not to cum in me as I was unprotected and prime. That seemed to make him more virile and he stroke me harder. The feeling was indescribable. I felt so secure in his embrace and in “love.”
He was sucking on my tits and neck as he stroked in and out as hard as he could. He grinded into me and I felt my cervix flower begin to open as I approached my climax. It started as several quick orgasmic spasms of pure enjoyment and then it hit me. We both felt our orgasms nearing and I again reminded him to please pull out, I’m unprotected and ovulating. Mine came on me like a freight train and I screamed, “There is nothing like the feel of a hard dick in my pussy fucking away. There is nothing like having a big black dick!" Edward dialed in the pace and set the rhythm as our bodies pressed in love. We both exploded in one massive climax that caused my legs to wrap around Edward’s back as he continued to hump me to a massive orgasm. Right on queue his balls tensed up and he began cumming deep in my womb and I loved the warm slippery feeling. In the heat of it, I begged him to fill my pussy up with his black baby seed and pulled him in until he was totally spent. I felt it leaking down my crack as he pulled out.
Our lovemaking was exquisite and both of us were caught in the moment of passion. Of course I was scared about a pregnancy but was so caught up in that moment to stop. I fell in his arms exhausted. He spooned up to me and I let out a soft moan when he wrapped his arms around me as we fell asleep. We were so exhausted that we didn’t even get up to clean ourselves, it just if felt so right.
Midway thought the night I heard Darien fucking Kelly again. She was out of it and did not move, he stroked her for a while and let out a low groan as he exploded again in her. I looked over and he motioned for me to come join him as he fucked her pussy. No way was I going to get close to that a****l and so I turned away and wrapped my arms around Edward as he slept.
The next morning I woke, my hair was strewn, my titties had love bits, our bed was soaked from front to back with our beautiful cum, and he had given me a big hickey on my neck. I had gotten everything I wanted and more. Edward had totally ravaged my white body and we still had one more day together but that is another story or two.
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