[MF] [MF] Vegas conference fun

Conferences in Las Vegas are a double edged sword. They are great when you are with co-workers you like. If you go alone, they can be hell. Being alone in Las Vegas is such a drag – unless you can buck the odds and meet someone for fun. Or, as luck would have it on this trip, two someones. Actually, this was one of two Vegas trips with multiple hookups! More to come, I am sure. But I digress.

Sitting in a vendor presentation I opened the Whisper app, which is really hit or miss, but what the hell, I was bored during this sales pitch. I saw a post which stuck out. “I wish one of the guys at this conference were up for some fun, ug!” checked the post and it says female. I respond “I hear you, I’m bored shitless at my conference, what one are you at?” thinking it was the same one. Turns out it wasn’t, but hers was in the next hotel. We chatted a bit. She was married too, and we were from complete different parts of the country. We exchanged pics. She was attractive, a little heavier but totally my type. Pretty eyes, great tits, sly smile. We agree to meet that night in one of the lounges in her casino at 5pm, after our conferences are over for the day.

I arrive and order a drink, and text her and ask what she likes. Second later, she turns the corner, looks up and tells me “cranberry vodka!” and a good laugh was had by all. We sat down, chatted, compared cheating and hookup notes and realized we were both awful people, and we were ready to have some fun.

We head to her room. From my previous stories, I’ve stated I love eating pussy. She claimed no man had ever made her cum from oral, which I took as a challenge. As soon as we got into her room, we kissed and tore each other clothes off. Completely naked, she laied down on the bed and I went to town on her pussy. Spread her lips, fingered her and found a hard, slick spot on my right (her left) vaginal wall, so I pressed against it as I sucked her clit. Her back bucked and she let out a scream that would wake the dead, followed by a sounds that might come from a demon. She collapsed on the bed and said “you did it, you made me cum!”

She told me to sit on the couch with my legs together. I slipped on a condom, and she faced away from me and she lowered her pussy on to my cock, which was hard as a rock and standing straight up. I slid right into her, and she bent over and touched her hands to the floor and bounced back and forth, forcing me deep inside her. I gave her a smack on the ass, which she loved. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head up a bit, which made her moan. I knew she liked it rough from our texts and talk in the bar, so I gave her a good spanking.

After her legs got tired (this was an awkward position) she laid down on the bed and asked me to pound her. I got on top, hiked her legs over my shoulders, and pumped her pussy with my hard, throbbing cock. We are LOUD at this point, both grunting and the bed is slamming against the wall. She cums again and screams, and I blow my load in the condom.

It’s about 7:30 at this point, and we are both hungry, so we decide go to a restaurant together. We get dressed, and as we step outside, a woman from the next room steps out too and gives us a wide eyed look. We laugh and giggle, fully aware she heard us.

We get to a restaurant, nothing special, typical chit-chat. After dinner we are walking back to her room for round two when her husband calls. They get into a pretty headed argument. It goes on a while, and after they hang up she says she’s really upset about her husband and really wants to shower and go to bed. I get it, so I give her a kiss and leave. Once I get back to my room, she texts me a pic of her showering, soaping up her beautiful tits and says “I’m here till Thursday, lets meet up again. I have plans with coworkers tomorrow, but am free Wednesday night. Sorry I am so upset tonight”. Score! I agree and am looking forward to the next meeting.

The next day I was replaying memories of the last nights events, husband call not withstanding. The conference was not holding my attention, so at lunch I decide I need some sun and head to the pool, skipping a few early afternoon sessions. I was in Mandalay Bay, for those who were wondering. As I headed out to the pool, I noticed two paths. I had not been to the pool yet, so I asked a worker who was walking past which way I should go. He informed me the path to the left was for a “toptional” pool, but had a $20 cover for guys alone. To the right was the regular pool. No cover of course.

You know which path I took.

I paid the extortion fee, found a spot near the edge of the pool and spread out my towel. I settled down, looked around and saw about two dozen topless women of greatly varying attractiveness. A woman alone sunning her back. A trophy wife with fake tits and her old fat husband smoking a cigar. A down to earth looking couple laughing and splashing each other. A group of over weight middle aged women all together, downing frozen margaritas.

I ordered a drink, took in the scenery, and finally got my frozen, over priced drink. It was probably $25, but whatever. I take my drink into the pool to cool down my back and shoulders. I walk around the pool, the over weight women wave at me, I raise my drink and keep cooling off. I wander to the couple laughing, they say hi, and we strike up a conversation. They seem pretty laid back as I suspected. During our chat, another couple sits down next to them and they introduce themselves. They are both pretty drunk, and have fresh drinks in hand. She is short, thin (maybe 110 lbs), tan, fit, and has obviously fake tits. She’s probably 50. Her husband is about the same age and in average shape. The woman keeps giving me the eye.

The couples ask how Vegas is alone, and I told them about the previous night. The woman with the fake tits whispers to her husband, and gives me another look. She grabs my hand and says “why don’t you show me what you did last night”. I am kind of shell shocked, but her husband gives me a drunken nod and raises his drink. What the fuck! I guess I’m doing this.

We cover up and head to the casino, find the elevator, and head to my room. She tells me her husband has heart problems and while he can have sex, he can’t be overly active, so she really wants a pounding. I am happy to oblige.

We get into my room, and we are already half naked. We strip down, she rubs my cock, we kiss, and I get hard. I reach down and rub her wet pussy at the same time, then I walk her to the window, turn her around, press her against the glass and enter her from behind, giving her multiple hard thrusts. She moans. I turn her around again, pick her up with ease, and lay her down on the bed. Her legs wrap around my ass, and pull me towards her. I grab my cock and press it against her pussy, slide in, grab her hips, and pull her into me over and over, harder and harder. Her fake tits dont bounce much, but are easy on the eyes for sure.

I tell her to bend over so I can fuck her doggy style. Before I enter her, I ask if I can fuck her ass, which to my surprise she agrees to. She reaches to get some lube out of her purse and hands it to me. I get one one knee, apply the lube, and hike my other leg up, and position myself to enter her her ass. I press against her ass hole and penetrate her. She clenches the sheets and puts her head down and lets all the air out of her lungs. I slowly enter and exit her ass, in and out, and pick up some speed. I reach down and rub her clit while fucking her ass, and she cums almost immediately, and she gushes a bit. I pull out, flip her over, and tell her I’m going to cum on her tits. I pull the condom off, she reaches up to help, and squeezes my cock head, which does the trick – I squirted all over her fake tits.

I asked if she needed to get back, she said there’s no hurry. After I get hard again, I suggest we 69, and she agrees. She climbs on top and puts her pussy into my face and takes my cock into her mouth. She grabs the base of my dick and bobs her head up and down. I sucked on her swollen pussy lips and could feel her starting to gush. Sure enough, once she came, a good amount splashed all over my face. Not the move I’ve had on me, but still a good amount.

After this we do head back down. We find her husband and that other couple. Her husband asks me “so how was it?” He’s VERY drunk at this point. He just gives me a point, kisses his wife and squeezes one of her tits and takes another drink. The other couple says laughs that this is my lucky Vegas trip, two women in two nights. I stay a little while longer, then head back to the conference for the last couple sessions of the day.

The next day, the first woman and I text and agree to meet at 7pm in her room. I go back, and she leaves the door cracked. I walk in, and she is laying on the bed completely naked, playing with a vibrator. I get undressed, slip on a condom, and immediately start fucking her brains out. Again she is screaming at the top of her lungs. I’m slamming into her over and over. We switch positions, her on top, and she bounces up and down on me hard, over and over. she leans back and exposes her wet clit, and I rub it as she grinds my cock. Her voice shakes, obviously she’s cumming. She leans down, still with my cock inside her, and i take her nipple into my mouth and suck it while thrusting my cock in and out of her. My other hand rubs her other nipple, and she clearly enjoys this too. I cum in the condom while sucking her tits, and she lays down on top of me. We talk a bit and she says “I need to tell you something. I fucked an old flame last night who was in town for a different meeting, I wasn’t out with coworkers.” First, she doesn’t have to explain anything to me. Second, I tell her about my experience, and she laughs. We go one more round, I get dressed and go back to my room.

I had no further contact with the woman from the pool, but the first (and third) whisper woman and I texted for about a year.

Quite the conference! What I remember from the actual conference that is :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/appujw/mf_mf_vegas_conference_fun

5 comments

  1. Great story. When I went to conventions in Vegas I always had a colleague with who wanted to tag along to every thing. I’ll have to love vicariously through you.

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