Vegas Gamble

"The first? I hate to remind you, but you have two kids."

She blushed. "I mean, the first other one."

"Then may I suggest you get a closer look?" I took my cock in hand, and with my hand on the back of her head, I steered the two together.

She took me in her mouth, looking up to me, and slowly moved her mouth up and down on my cock. It was nice. Very nice.

It was a great look. A look that I could really get used to seeing. Beth, with her lips surrounding my cock, about 1/2 way down.

As nice as it looked, I wanted more. So much more. But I had her damned rules to abide by. I was willing enough to follow the letter of her laws, if not the intent.

I surged forward, thrusting against her, seeking further penetration. She did her best, relaxing, not resisting as I pushed against the back of her throat. Most of my length was being devoured by the beauty, and it was so incredibly exciting, I forgot to breath. When she finally gagged, I realized how hard I was screwing her pretty face, and eased back. As I pulled away, she followed me eagerly, reluctant to let me leave her mouth.

I held her face in my hands, and probed her mouth with just the head of my cock. Her mouth was alive, sucking, licking, and I was getting too excited. Those damned rules. I had to pull out.

She gasped. "I'm sorry, it's too much. I'm not used to it. It's too big."

I drew her to me, hugging her close, pressing her body against mine, while I kissed her deeply, putting that teasing sexy mouth to excellent use.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it with practice," I told her, hoping to God it was true.

I turned with her, backing her to the bed, and eased her back down, leaning over her, following her. When she was fully reclined, I was well placed, centered between her legs. I opened my legs a bit, my knees pressing against her inner thighs, opening her wider. Cock in hand, I aimed the head of my cock toward her slippery opening, and pressed into her, just barely entering her. I watched her face, waiting for her to stop me. I would have waited a long time.

I lowered myself, taking the weight onto my elbows. My face covered hers, and I kissed her again, relishing the feeling of her tightness resisting my entrance into her.

"I'm going to enter you, just that, no more," I warned her.

She pushed forward and captured my lips with hers. With her tongue in my mouth, I pushed, and was rewarded with feeling the immediate penetration, as she opened for me. With a slow continuous thrust, I finally buried my entire length inside of her.

She turned her head to the side, and hugged me close. "God, that's incredible," she gasped.

"You are incredible."

"You can't fuck me, Steve," she moaned.

"I wouldn't dream of it," I told her softly, pushing deeper. I tensed my PC muscle hardening my erection, swelling inside her. She gasped, and pushed back hard. I felt her respond, her soaked pussy clenching back. I kissed her hard, grinding my hips against hers. The kiss was long and intense, and I thrust my tongue deeply in her mouth, penetrating her at both ends. The feeling was incredible. Too incredible.

"I have to pull out now," I warned her and backed out.

I leaned down and enjoyed her sweet tits. Her nipples were rock hard, yet still swelled between my lips. I alternated between them, kissing, sucking, squeezing with my fingers, teasing her pointy nipples. Once the urge to finish had diminished, I moved back up and entered her again, thrusting deeply, once, and holding myself there.

"Jesus, Steve, you're killing me," she groaned, leaning back and tilting her pelvis up, taking me even deeper. She wrapped her legs around mine and ground against me. "I feel so wonderfully full."

I kissed her for a couple of exciting minutes, playing inside of her with a minimum of movement. Our lips were resting against each other, our breath mingling, while she moaned deliciously for me.

Again I pulled out, but this time I slid down her body and pressed my lips against that sweet source of pleasure between her legs. Licking and sucking, I continued to help her climb her own mountain of pleasure. She was so sweetly responsive, the sounds coming from her amazingly sexy. I brought her to the brink of release, and as she cried out, I sat up, grabbed her legs and thrust into her hard. She exploded, and it took an inhuman effort to stop from following in her footsteps.

When she had regained some calm, I lay on top of her, still buried, and kissed her again. She was gasping, and I could feel her tight pussy clutching and spasming against me.

When the phone rang.

I couldn't have pulled out of her if I wanted. Not at that moment. I grabbed the phone and ground against her. "What's up?" I answered.

"Let that poor woman off your bed, it's time for her to head back to her room." I heard Melissa's unmistakable twang.

"You done with Karl already?" I asked her, undeniably curious.

Beth tugged me down and pulled the phone closer so she could hear as well. I'm ashamed to say I was forgetting the rules a bit, and I was sliding my cock in and out of her a little more than I could justify even to myself.

"Shit. He turned asshole on me, and I took a cab back. He walked. I imagine he'll be back before much longer."

No doubt about it, I was fucking my girl. Shame on me. Beth moaned.

I heard Melissa giggle. "That's a 15 minute walk at least," I told her.

"I've been over here a while. You guys have been bad, playing games and leaving me out." I could almost hear her pout over the phone.

Beth twisted the phone mouthpiece. "You HAVE to have your turn Melissa."

Melissa laughed, "Oh, I think we'll work on that. But your time is up, hussy. Cheryl's headed over. Go to your room before you become a pumpkin."

"How long have you been over there?" I had to ask.

"Long enough."

"Cheryl disappointed?"

"Not hardly. You can ask her yourself in just a couple of minutes." She hung up and I replaced the phone handset.

"Steve, we have to do this again. For real. At least once," Beth told me, pressing her hips against mine. She held my face in her hands, her eyes burning into mine. "I feel so guilty leaving you like this."

"It's Ok. You've given me fantasy material to last me for years." I regretfully pulled out, then dragged my wet cock along her body, leaving a slimy trail across her belly. She jumped up and grabbed my cock, sucking on it voraciously. I had to pull her off, before I broke the last of our rules.

"Enough, sweetness. Save something for next time."

"We'll have a next time?"

"If I have anything to say about it."

I helped her dress, and was zipping her up when there was a knock at the door. Not quite fast enough. I turned her and gave her a quick parting kiss, then walked with her to the door.

I opened it to find my wife standing there with a huge grin on her face. She leaned forward and gave Beth a big hug. "Did you prime him for me?"

"And then some," Beth giggled.

"Did he cheat? Did he come?"

"He was a gentlemen. He took care of me, but his gun is still loaded."

"That's a shame. But your rules."

"Don't remind me. Next time I'm not making the rules. I think I'd let him make the rules," Beth said with a nod toward me.

Cheryl laughed out loud. "Oh really! We know where that would end up."

Beth turned to me and gave me another kiss goodbye. "Exactly."

She turned and slowly walked back to her room.

Cheryl walked in the room but left the door cracked. "Come on Steve. You could have at least put on some underwear. At least pretend you behaved."

I moved to her, and started undressing her. "Cheryl, if I don't get you naked on that bed in the next 60 seconds, I think my head is going to explode. I reached out to shut the door, but Cheryl stopped me.

"Leave it for the moment." She turned around to let me unzip her dress. It had just reached the ground, leaving her naked. "No panties?"

"Must have left them somewhere," she giggled.

The door opened, and Melissa stepped in, closing it behind her.

Within seconds she was standing there naked, and I was struggling to wrap my brain around the situation.

"We have our own rules." Melissa said with a smile, coming to me, and pulling me down for a kiss.

"She showed up just a few minutes after you called. It was a bit awkward." Cheryl told me, leaning against Melissa's back.

"It only took a minute for them to get me caught up," Melissa explained as she extracted herself from my arms, and tugged me toward the bed. "So we adjusted the rules for the situation."

"I think you'll like our version," Cheryl said.

"It seemed like Jay did," Melissa told me, pushing me onto the bed.

"Did he ever!"

I was barely laying down when Melissa's mouth made a beeline for my cock. Any lapse in my hard-on was immediately cured.

"You can do what you want to her, but you come in me," Cheryl explained.

"Anything you want," Melissa said, coming off my cock just long enough to add her two cents.

Cheryl leaned in and whispered to me. "Jay didn't hold back. Not a bit. Don't you dare."

I gave my wife a kiss, "Are you going to play too?"

"Nope. I'm just here as an observer and for the happy ending. Everything else you get from her," Cheryl told me.

Melissa ceased her increasingly intense blow-job for a moment, "Everything. Anything."

"I'm not going to last long," I warned them both.

"Then you'll just have to get it up again. Whatever you want, however you want, as long as you want, tonight." Cheryl told me.

Melissa was doing her best to swallow my cock, but relented again. "I think he's close," she said to Cheryl. She turned to look at me. "Can I finish you this way? I'd like to feel you shoot."

"Just keep that up a little longer, and you'll get your wish," I told her.

She accepted the challenge, and went after me with her mouth once more. She was gorgeous, with her mouth stuffed full of my cock. I was looking forward to coming for her, and then taking my time exploring her sinful body.

She was good, very talented. She took me right to the edge, then grabbed my wife's head and pulled her face onto my cock, her hand beating me off into her mouth. I groaned and released a well deserved load. Cheryl took most of it, then turned, grabbed Melissa's face and shared it with her friend. I hadn't been expecting that.

When Cheryl saw my surprised look, she grinned, and pressed Melissa's face back down onto my cock, where the little sexpot cleaned me up, and went after restoring the iron to my rod. "She worked for it; I figure she deserved to share in the rewards."

"You're bad," I told her shaking my head, and once more shocked at my loving wife's behavior.

"Shit, you started the whole thing. That first night you got her so worked up, I almost felt guilty enjoying the results of her teasing."

Melissa looked up at me and her eyes glittered. My cock was only half-hard and she had the whole thing in her mouth. I could feel her throat against the head as she sucked me with abandon.

Enough was enough. I pulled away and drew her into the center of the bed. I spent the next several minutes exploring her all over, kissing and tasting her wanton body, while my wife provided guidance and encouragement. I eventually settled between her legs and did my best to repay her in kind for her previous effort.

When I had her moaning, her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me against her, I heard my wife talking to her. "Very different, isn't it?"

"Different, but just fucking amazing," Melissa gasped.

"Change of pace is nice," Cheryl told her. I looked up to see her fingertips teasing Melissa's nipples. "Jay was incredible."

"Oh, fuck, I'm close," Melissa groaned, "tell me about my husband."

"Like a fucking vibrator, never stopping, beating away at my pussy, driving me crazy," Cheryl told her. "It was so amazing, having your husband make me come while you watched, Hell, while you helped." Her hands continued to massage Melissa's tits, tugging at her hard nipples.

Melissa cried out, thrusting up with her hips, pushing against my mouth and my exploring fingers. She came hard, and my mouth was suddenly assaulted with her juices, soaking me. When I didn't ease up, she grabbed my wife's hands, and pressed them against her breasts. "Oh fuck! Again, again!" she shouted, and once more the flood of juices alerted me to her release.

It was clear to me that when it came to pleasuring Melissa, she wasn't ever going to get away with faking it. She came harder and wetter than anyone I'd ever met.

She was gasping when she pushed me away, "Stop, please, for a second, it's too much."

I sat up and my wife came to me and kissed me hard, licking the juices off of my face. "Jesus, Melissa, you almost drowned him!"

Melissa was still breathing hard. "That was fucking amazing. I haven't come that hard in years." She sat up quickly and kissed me hard. "Fuck, how am I ever going to be able to match that? You sir, have earned your heart's every desire, in any way I can possibly fulfill it."

Then she collapsed back onto the bed, "I can't fucking believe this trip."

I knelt between her legs, and took my resplendent hard-on and pressed it between her legs. "Believe it." I pushed into her, then lifted her legs high and wide, and started the fucking. Thank God Beth's rules were out the window.

I fucked her thoroughly, knees to her chest, on her side, from behind, and finally doggy style. She looked just amazing with her slender hips, and tight little cheeks stretched wide. I watched my cock disappear inside of her over and over again, the view almost as exciting as the feel. I had felt like I could go on forever, but that last position was doing me in. I was playing with her tight little ass, sliding my thumb inside of her.

"Go ahead if you want. Whatever you want," she reminded me.

Cheryl gave her a spank. "The little slut. Why don't you save something for next time, cowboy?"

Next time? We had talked about a possible trip to Mexico.

"Cozumel?" I asked.

"I hope so. I think maybe we can play the switching dates thing again, but make each one a little more complete," Cheryl said.

"That would be so fucking amazing," Melissa added. "Imaging having me for a whole day and night. You can leave me bowlegged like you promised."

I responded by changing things up again, and getting her to ride me. Watching her, seeing her huge tits hanging just in reach, was a fantasy come true. She had barely started on me when there was a knock at the door.

"That's what the screaming gets you, you little tramp." Cheryl laughed, "I bet that's security." She headed to the door and peeked outside.

It wasn't security.

Beth came in with a hangdog expression, and Cheryl closed the door behind her.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

Melissa and I just watched as she rode me like the good cowgirl she'd been raised as.

"It's Karl. I just can't stop thinking about it. We've all been playing around, and as much as he drives me crazy, I feel bad."

She sat on the edge of the bed, watching Melissa and me. "I guess the rules are different here," she observed.

Melissa explained. "Just a little. More play, but the boys still only come for their wives."

It seemed a little odd to have the two hot naked women around me, and see Beth there in sweats and a t-shirt.

I guess Cheryl thought it odd too. She grabbed the bottom of Beth's t-shirt and pulled it up and off. Beth looked surprised.

"You're right, it's not fair. Why don't you guys stay here a while, and do what comes natural. I'll go pay Karl a visit. When I'm done he won't have any complaints."

In an evening of surprises, this was the most shocking yet.

She pulled on a t-shirt and shorts, and came over beside me, where Melissa was giving me a nice leisurely fuck, rocking back and forth on my staff. "You Ok with that?"

I pulled my mouth off Melissa's tit and I reached for my wife's hand, then pulled her down for a kiss. "You?"

"I think it'll be fun," she admitted. "And what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, right?"

"And Cozumel!" Melissa reminded her.

"And maybe Vail," Cheryl laughed, running her hand down Melissa's side, drawing goosebumps.

Vail?

"Jesus, that's a mind trip. Feeling your soft hand on my skin while I'm fucking your husband," Melissa sighed.

Cheryl headed to the door, "I don't know when I'll be back, don't wait up." She looked at Beth. "Ok with you?"

Beth smiled, then jumped up and gave her a hug. "Thanks for this." Seeing her naked tits pressed against my wife's body was exciting.

"My pleasure."

"You're going to blow his mind," Beth said softly.

Cheryl giggled. "That too."

Once the door closed behind Cheryl, Melissa paused in her ministrations. "I guess that means the last rule is out the window as well. Use me, stud." Then she looked over to where Beth was sitting, taking it all in. "Tell you what. Let me have this one, and I'll go back and take care of hubby. You can finish what you started then."

She had her hands on my chest, and had pulled her feet in close so she was raising her hips up and down over my crotch, fucking herself hard. "You'll have to wait for Cozumel for your turn with Jay, sweetie. Sorry about that."

Beth giggled, stood and took off her sweat pants, once more beautifully nude. As she climbed onto the bed, she ran her hand across my chest and over Melissa's hands, giving them a squeeze. "I can be patient."

I had to interrupt. "Not me." I moved Melissa off of me and onto her back. I lifted her slender legs, and placed her ankles on my shoulders before entering her again. I grabbed those small hips and fucked her hard, slamming into her, using her just as she'd requested. Beth seemed content to lie beside us, and just touch Melissa and me gently while I did my best to fuck her brains out.

I pulled Melissa's leg off of my left shoulder, and crossed her ankles, turning her just a bit and pushing her legs down. She was incredibly exposed, and tight as a fist. I long stroked her, pulling all the way out until my cock head was exposed to the cool air before slamming back into her again. And again. And again.

As I fucked her harder and harder, I pushed her legs back further, until her knees were almost to her chest. She surprised me when she suddenly came for me, crying out, and I could feel her pussy clamping down, and her juices flowing across my cock. I went into overdrive, fucking her as fast as I could, the wet noise of our joining obscenely exciting.

I didn't warn her as I leaned into her and came hard inside of her, pushing as deeply as possible, shooting inside of her repeatedly, continuously, until I was afraid I'd dry up like a raisin. I couldn't remember coming that strongly. Not after having come for her just a little while earlier.

Ok, maybe not just a little while.

When I could see straight again, I released her legs, and she slowly spread them open. I watched her toes clench and uncurl, and found that stupidly exciting. I kissed the inside of her arch, while my hips nudged in and out of her wetness. Already I could feel another hard-on returning, and I looked over at Beth, wondering if she'd allow me to go as far as I wanted.

That damned girl must have been able to read minds. "Your rules this time. The hell with mine," she said softly.

I was enjoying being inside of Melissa, and I was concentrating on maintaining my erection. I was squeezing my PC muscle hard, pumping the blood back into my cock, while sliding in and out of her. She just watched me, letting me have my way. I watched her close her eyes and concentrate, and was rewarded with a delightful feeling of waves of pressure moving up and down my cock.

"That's nice, Melissa, really nice," I told her softly.

"Nice," she said softly, her eyes still closed.