This is a success story that happened a couple of months ago but I haven’t got around to sharing until now. Mostly because I have been enjoying reliving it and keeping it to myself. But now is the time to share.
I had been attending an industry conference in Las Vegas and already had one success story (which I will write up one day, it was another awesome experience). I was getting towards the end of the week and I was beginning to flag – if you’ve done the Vegas conference scene you’ll know that the lack of sleep, alcohol and miles and miles of walking get to you in the end!
I arrived back to my strip hotel late, and fell straight asleep. I wasn’t asleep long when I was awoken but the familiar ‘ding’ of a Reddit notification arriving on my phone. Blearily-eyed, I read a message from a young couple replying to one of my /r/dirtyr4r posts: ‘still awake, man?’ We exchanged a few messages as well as a picture or two. The husband (we’ll call him C) wanted a big cock for his younger wife (let’s call her J) to use, and had sent me a couple of naughty pictures of her all dressed up for a night out in Vegas with no panties on. They warned me that they would want to talk a little before anything was to happen, but had plenty of drinks in and invited me over to their room.
I bit. “I’ll just freshen up and I’ll be over’. Quick shower, once over of my cock and balls with an electric shaver to make sure it’s was totally smooth, a splash of cologne and on with some tight boxers (which were very flattering to the outline of my dick) and loose shorts with a casual shirt (the Vegas heat was still intense even at 2AM). Uber ordered and I was soon arriving at another well known, up-scale hotel on the strip alongside lots of glamorous looking folks arriving home from their nights out.
A text from C let me know that J was on her way down to meet me in the lobby. Inevitable butterflies. A couple of moments of feeling like the eyes of every receptionist and security guard later, J emerged from the elevator and spotted me right away. She skipped over to me, dressed in a pretty dress top and very short shorts and some killer heels. The pictures we had exchanged did not do her justice, she was significantly prettier and sexier in real life. Very petite, perhaps only just 5’0 (without the heels!), long flowing red hair and piercing green eyes. She reached up and put her arms around my neck like an old friend – “we’ve been waiting for you, come upstairs!”
“We’re on the top floor” she said, as we entered the elevator with a few other guests. With each stop of the elevator car and the dwindling number of passengers J became more intimate with me – arms around me, a little squeeze of my hard cock through my trousers and finally kicking her leg up, foot level with my face to show off those killer heels which she had only just bought. I found this particularly hot: I’ve always had a thing for flexible ladies ;)
We arrived at our destination floor and J opened the door to her and C’s room. I say ‘room’, but it was in fact a suite, with a picture-postcard view of the LV strip. I shook C’s hand and took a seat and a beer in the suite’s sitting room area. It turned out that both he and I were in town for the same conference and that we had mutual interests and friends in our industry.
C and I talked warmly about our work and compared some stories. The whole time, J had sprawled her perfect legs out across my lap and was stroking my hair. C checked that I didn’t mind his wife being so forward with me. I certainly did not. A couple more minutes of ‘boring’ industry talk and J’s top was off and she was playing with my hard cock. I could see C looking while we were cooling discussing our companies.
At last I could see that J couldn’t wait any longer. She was by this time laying on her front on the sofa next to me, impatiently kicking her heels in the air. C asked her whether she wanted to fuck me and she couldn’t hide her smile.
She excitedly pulled me up off the sofa, grabbed my hand and led me into the adjacent bedroom. By this point, she was completely naked and I could see her slender, young body in all of its glory. She was totally smooth all over and couldn’t take her eyes away from my cock.
She layed me onto the bed and began greedily sucking me. With a hand firmly around the back of her throat, I encouraged her to swallow me down. There was a little bit of coughing and spluttering, but her big innocent eyes were locked with mine the whole time. C watched much of this and I could see him staring at his wife’s heavily distended throat with each thrust of my hips.
J’s pussy was soaked by this point and she was begging me to fuck her. “All in good time, be patient” I kept whispering as I slipped varying numbers of fingers into her tight slit and made “come hither” motions on and around her g spot. J’s loud moaning was getting C more excited, and me too. At one stage I had to physically lift her off of me as, in her haste, she was trying to climb on without a condom (oops). She looked so petite and young, she protested her legality when I told her as much.
I lifted J onto her back and pushed her legs back towards her head – she willingly opened her legs, almost into the splits and screamed “fuck me”. I couldn’t resist any longer and thrust into her, a couple of inches at first but getting deeper, quicker and more forceful with each stroke. The screams of ecstasy will stay with me for a long time, as will the ear to ear grin on her face. “Your cock feels so good inside me”, “My pussy has never felt so full”. All good ego boosts for your humble narrator!
We fucked for some time, with me finishing in J’s pussy (protected). I could tell that my refractory period would be virtually nothing as I was so turned on so I immediately invited J to hang her head over the edge of the bed and let me use her throat again. Grinning broadly, she obliged and with perfect, innocent eye contact, pleaded with me to unload in her throat. I was able to fulfil her wish, creating a sticky, tearful and slightly throatslime covered creampie in her mouth.
By this time C was getting a little tired (it was nearly 4am) and he said he would need to sleep soon (we had more conference to attend the following day). J and I went to the bathroom to clean up where she once again told me how much she had enjoyed having my cock inside her. She kicked her leg up onto my shoulder and demanded a final stretching of her little pussy. A third and final awesome orgasm later we showered off and kissed goodbye.
C and I shook hand, and I congratulated him on his awesome wife. I would love to meet again, and I sense that J certainly would too. Maybe we one day we will. But until then, I’m filing that one under ‘shit that could only happen in Vegas’. :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d4v30d/28m_mmf_a_las_vegas_hotwife_successstory
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