Night out in Vegas

My name is Sherry. I am married . I work hard to keep my 31 year old body in
good shape. I have long blond hair that stops about
eight inches above my waist. My eyes are blue, I weigh
108 pounds and stand about 5’6″ tall in high heels.

My husband Jim asked me to tell the story of my
night on the town in Las Vegas. He has already told the
story of my encounter with the four black gentlemen at
our hotel. What happened after that adventure, is the
subject of this writing. So, buckle your seat belts and
here goes.

During the year prior to my adventure, I lost a
considerable amount of weight. I won’t say how much,
though. I also started on an exercise program to tighten
up my body. The result is a shapely figure measuring
35-22-35. My cup size is “D”, however, the off-the-rack
bras I buy always seem a little tight.

After my experience with the black gentlemen, I
was very excited and wanted more. I felt guilty about
what I had done and I told Jim. He seemed a little
stunned and dazed, however I could see no anger in his
face. I did see a stain on his pants around the crotch
and figured that he had enjoyed our little party.

I love my husband very much, however, the new
feelings I had experienced that night pushed me on. I
told Jim that tomorrow I would be his faithful wife
again, but that while it was dark, I would be looking
for other men. Jim just stared and said nothing as I
walked out the door of our hotel room.

I was wearing a short mini dress and a pair of
five inch spiked heels, nothing else except a small
handbag. This tight, revealing dress was brand new and
I had never really dressed in a sexy way before. I am
considered rather straight laced by my friends and
coworkers-workers. After the day’s events, however, I
was learning to enjoy my sexuality. The mini dress was
white and was made of thin material. I paused at a
mirror in the hotel hallway to take stock.

The dark circles of my nipples were visible
through the thin dress and the tips of my nipples were
raising little bumps in the material. I can now see why
men look my way. I use to think they were looking for a
flaw in the way I looked. I realize now that large
breasts on a relatively small frame are very attractive
to men. The tightness of my dress held my breasts to-
gether producing a substantial cleavage. I wasn’t always
so blessed with large breasts. I believe that my
increased size is due to breast feeding my two children.
Fortunately, my breasts don’t sag to much, just enough
to prove that they are real.

I turned to looked at my back side. All the
workouts had paid off. My tight rounded butt was smooth
and you could see the outline of my crack through my
thin dress. My legs, like the rest of my body, were
tanned just right and although I am short, the high
heels and short skirt make my legs look long.

I faced the mirror once more to check my hair
and make-up. I was glad that my natural hair color was
blond. Dark hair between my legs would be noticeable
through the thin fabric of my dress if my nipples were
any clue. It was about midnight as I headed for the
hotel lobby, practicing my sexy walk as I went. I was
feeling the need for a man and I hoped that I would
find one soon.

As I entered the lobby I noticed a young bellhop
standing at the information desk. I had found my first
victim. I slowly walked toward the twentyish young man.
He looked briefly in my direction, looked away then
jerked his head back in my direction. It was a classic
double-take and I had hooked my first fish.

He straightened up as I approached him. I put an
index finger to my lips and touched my tongue briefly. I
then touched my throat and slowly moved my finger down
my cleavage. It was my way of displaying my wares. The
lump in his pants was unmistakable. I noticed his name-
tag, then looked him straight in the eye and smiled
seductively. I said, “I would like a cab, Kevin, but
first I would like you to show me to a private place
where I can sample that monster growing in your pants.”

The young fellow blushed slightly, then, as if
to make certain, asked, “Did I hear you correctly,
Ma’am?” His eyes were glued to my finger, which was
lightly stroking the deep crevice between my breasts.
I replied, “You heard correctly, Kevin.” His shyness
gave way to determination. He looked around the lobby
then motioned for me to follow him.

He lead me through a door marked “Employees
Only” and down a long hall with offices on either side.
No one was around due to the late hour. He opened a door
into a room that looked like the employee lounge. The
room contained a sofa, snack machines and a TV. Kevin
closed the door and turned the dead-bolt. He inquired,
“How’s this?”

I didn’t answer with words. I moved closer to
him, putting my arms around his neck. I tilted my head
back slightly as I pulled his lips to mine. He instinc-
tively put his hands around my waist and pulled me into
him. My breasts mashed into his muscular chest. I slowly
snaked my tongue into his mouth and touched his tongue.
He responded by moving his tongue into my mouth, tasting
my tongue.

We finally broke the kiss. The lust in his
eyes equaled mine. I pushed him away from me toward the
couch. His momentum caused him to plop down on the
couch. I decided a show was in order. I put my hands on
each leg at the hem of my skirt. Slowly I slide my hands
along my body and up my side. I cupped my breasts and
hefted them, causing the cleavage to become deeper. I
pinched each nipple through my dress.

I slowly walked to the couch where Kevin was
siting. I stood in front of him for a moment with my
feet about two feet apart. I bent over, giving him a
first hand view of my hanging breasts. I reached for
his belt buckle and undid the buckle. I unbuttoned his
pants and pulled his zipper down. His bulge had grown
substantially. I fished around in his underwear and
finally pulled out fat cock that was rapidly getting
longer and harder. After stroking the hairy rod for a
minute or two, I realized that this was going to be one
hell of a ride. Kevin’s cock was about 9 inches long
and about 9 inches around.

I knelt down to get a closer look at this stud.
I couldn’t wait to get my mouth around that beast. I
leaned over and took it into my mouth. I managed to get
the head into my mouth, but going further was going to
be difficult. I licked the head, sticking my tongue into
his pee hole. He shivered when my tongue brushed his
sensitive area. While I continued working on him, he
took the straps of my dress off my shoulders and re-
leased my breasts. He kneaded and pinched my tits caus-
ing a sensation to build in my pussy.

I increased my efforts on Kevin’s cock, finally
managing to slide that fat horse cock into my throat. I
began rapid up and down motions forcing the head of his
cock in and out of my throat. Occasionally, I would
swallow the entire cock and just linger there, ex-
periencing the feeling of having my mouth and throat
fully packed with meat. I would withdraw when it was
time for a breath.

Kevin’s tit massage had made my pussy a wet
mess. I decided I needed Kevin’s monster in my cunt.
I stood up, then crawled on top of Kevin. I grabbed
his head and placed it between my tits. My legs were
straddling Kevin’s legs and my skirt slid up my legs
to my waist. My wet pussy was drooling onto Kevin’s
leg. I rubbed my pussy against his cock, transferring
some of the juice to lubricate it. Kevin was producing
lube of his own at the tip of his cock. I put my finger
to the tip and withdrew a sample to taste. It tasted
sweet.

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I raised up
enough to allow his cock to align with my hole. Slowly,
I sat down on his pole. Kevin’s thickness was stretching
my pussy to its limit. Thank goodness for lubrication.
When I reached bottom I slowly moved up. Then I moved
down again increasing speed. We established a good
rhythm. Kevin was having a ball with my tits. He licked
every square inch. My favorite was when he pushed the
nipples together and sucked both at the same time. I
could feel the tingle shoot to my pussy.

After a few minutes of fucking, I had my first
orgasm. It built slowly, increasing and increasing the
sensation. Finally, I froze as the intense pleasure
flowed over me. I never know how long I cum. I feel like
I go somewhere wonderful when I cum, only to return to
earth as the sensations lessen. I then realize where I
am. Kevin continued pistoning me even though I stopped
moving.

I was amazed at Kevin’s staying power. I sucked
him for about ten minutes and we fucked for about ten
more. I asked, “Kevin, do you ever cum?”. He replied,
“Oh sure. I usually cum when I’m on top.” I got off and
invited Kevin to switch places. He got up and removed
his clothes while I lay down on the couch and admired
his body. He knelt at my feet and stopped to admire my
pussy, mumbling something about a thing of beauty.

I watched as he positioned his cock in front of
my pussy. It excited me to know that his huge monster
would be filling then pounding my hole. He pushed the
head of his cock through the lips of my pussy, then
drove it home. He began pounding me roughly. My tits
were bouncing back and forth with each slap of his body.
I could feel his balls banging my asshole. In between
my moans, I managed to say, “Kevin, I want you to cum
in my mouth.” He looked at me with surprise and admira-
tion and said, “Wow. I didn’t thick women liked that
sort of thing.” I mouthed to him in a whisper, “I love
it.” That was all it took. Evidently my nasty manner put
him over the edge.

Kevin pulled out with a plop and scrambled
around me to offer his cock to my mouth. He managed to
do this without spilling a drop of the pent up cum. I
opened my mouth as he let the flow begin. The warm
spurts of sweet cum filled my mouth as fast as I could
swallow. Finally, the spurts slowed to a dribble. I was
glad that I could fill my mouth without swallowing so
that I could saver the taste. It was wonderful. I opened
my full mouth to show Kevin. I twirled my tongue around
in the pool of cum. Finally, I swallowed the last mouth-
ful.

Kevin was clearly impressed. He said, “You are
a dream come true. You are beautiful, sexy and best of
all, thoroughly nasty.” I smiled then licked his cock
clean. Kevin gathered his clothes and began dressing as
I watched. I straightened my dress which had gathered at
my waist, as Kevin went to the phone and ordered my
taxi. He asked, “Where are you going tonight?” I
replied, “To find and fuck as many men as I can find.”
Kevin looked surprised at my answer. He said, “I was
hoping you would come home with me to continue what we
started.” I smiled and said, “That’s sweet Kevin and
very tempting, but I want variety tonight.”

Kevin walked me back to the lobby and out the
door to my waiting cab. I gave him a deep kiss and we
said goodbye. Kevin also warned me to be careful. I
thanked him and got into the cab. I looked at the
driver, immediately, anxious for another monster cock.
To my delight the driver was a very husky black man
about 45 years old. I hoped he would be well hung.

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