What happens in Vegas… makes it to gonewildstories, of course. [FF]

(Hi, this is definitely a long story with context and some buildup before the actual sexy stuff. My main reason for writing on this sub is for myself… I want to be able to re read it and feel like I’m right back there. If you’re looking for something quick, this is not the post for you. I make this disclaimer in a lot of my posts, but I think this has to be the longest one I’ve written!)

A few months ago, my fiancé and I decided to take an engagement celebration trip to Las Vegas. It’s one of my favorite last minute vacations to take, and he’d only been once before (a boys’ trip where they didn’t do much other than camp out in various sports books/casinos), so we were excited to travel together.

Our sex life is really excellent. We both have high sex drives, and we’re sooo comfortable with each other, which has lead us to explore many fantasies together. He knew pretty early on in our relationship that I’m into the idea of playing with another girl, whether it’s in a threesome situation or just me and her. He’s always been supportive of this idea, and he brings it up sometimes during foreplay or when we’re sending each other dirty texts. This fantasy definitely wasn’t on my mind when we decided to book our flight out west, but it was on my lovely fiancé’s mind… (seriously, I could gush endlessly about him, but I’ll try to keep it to a minimum.)

After we checked in and were settling in to our hotel room, he casually brought up the idea of me making a tinder profile to look for a girl. We had booked a cabana at our resort’s pool for the next morning, and he’d been thinking that inviting potential girls to join us there would be the perfect low pressure environment to feel out each other’s vibes. The option to be a little more private but still kind of in the public for safety reasons? While hanging out in our bathing suits and probably having a few drinks? Absolutely. Perfect. He had totally put some extra thought into this plan.

We quickly set up my account with photos mostly of me but also one of us together and started swiping. We weren’t the only couple with this idea, and my hopes of finding a girl dropped lower with every other couple I found who was also searching for a unicorn. I’d describe us as good looking (I’m a brunette, smallish boobs, pretty nice ass from my genes + the gym, and my fiancé is a delicious 6’, muscular, blue eyed, dirty blonde god) but some of these other couples were, like, famous people kind of hot while we’re more Midwestern hot? I think that’s probably the best way to describe it. Anyway, my faith in the plan was low. Once I’d swiped through for maybe half an hour, I put my phone away so we could go to dinner and for a walk. I am the most basic of girls and I cannot visit Vegas without watching the fountains at every opportunity, so that was our plan. Plus, he hadn’t even SEEN them on his last trip. Tragic.

When we returned to our room later that night, I pulled out my phone to see if I’d gotten any matches that we could invite to hang out with us the next day. I actually had more than I’d expected, but the one who really got me excited was Natalie. Not only was she gorgeous with full lips and some fantastic looking cleavage, but she was one of the few who’d sent me a message. Hers was really straightforward… “will your man be jealous if I really want to fuck you, but not him?” Just reading that this beautiful girl wanted to fuck me was enough for me to start getting turned on. With my fiancé following along with our conversation, we chatted for a while.

Her story was that she was visiting for a bachelorette party but had arrived earlier than the rest of the group, who’d be getting to town the next evening. She had a boyfriend, but their relationship was open when it came to her being with girls. We added each other on snap, and she sent me a bunch of pictures of herself in the chat before a picture of her in what was obviously a casino bathroom. She was wearing a super short sparkly dress with a plunging neckline. Absolutely fucking gorgeous. I sent her a few pictures of myself that I had saved in my camera roll, and then I sent her a video in front of our bathroom mirror in my bralette and thong. We chatted a little more, talking about when she should come over the next morning, and then I let her go for the night.

Talking with her had my clit throbbing… thoughts of her beautiful body and our sexy, smart banter were bouncing around in my mind. Luke’s own arousal was evident, and the bulge in his boxers was calling to my mouth. I eased the waistband down and rolled my thumb over the head, letting the precum provide lubrication. Before I could take him into my mouth, he grabbed my hips and positioned his face under me. He rubbed my thong against my clit and teased my opening with the tip of his tongue through the fabric. “Are you going to eat her out the way I eat you?” he whispered, teasing my clit more. I pulled his cock into my mouth so he could feel my moans against him. While I sucked him off, he continued talking about everything I was already picturing for tomorrow. “Are you thinking about her tits rubbing against yours while you make out?” “I want you to show her how wet you get.” and similar things. I came a few times, and he finished down my throat. God, I hoped the next day would go well.

That morning, I put on a black one piece with plenty of cutouts and strappy sections that gave a borderline miraculous push-up effect to my c cups. It wasn’t designed as a thong, but my ass tends to consume most cheeky bottoms, and this one is no different. I remember feeling so nervous waiting for her outside of the pool entrance while Luke was getting everything set with the cabana, but my nerves were replaced with excitement as soon as I spotted her and we made eye contact. She was wearing a hot pink bikini that was just barely visible through this black mesh oversized shirt she was wearing as a coverup. We went in for a hug, and when she breathed my name, “Ellie,” into my ear, I felt goosebumps race down my back. I slid my hands down her sides as we let go of the hug and we both started laughing. I told her I was so glad she wasn’t a catfish, and she said she felt the same way about me. We began to head for the pools to find Luke, and she slid her hand into mine. He’d texted me explaining how to get to our spot, and we made our way through the maze of pools and lounge beds to find him.

Her group was actually staying in the same resort as us, which made me feel like this meetup was “meant to be”. We weren’t sure if she’d be able to get into the pool area if she hadn’t been a guest, due to all of the restrictions with covid. That being said, I also want to mention that we had an honest discussion about symptoms/exposure/vaccination status in addition to STIs, etc… my fiancé and I both work in healthcare, and we wanted our fun to be safe fun.

We found our spot after a few minutes of walking; Luke was already stretched out on a lounger and he gave us a little wave as we sat down inside the tent part. We ordered drinks and made small talk before deciding to go for a swim. Luke stayed behind, saying he needed to work on his tan, but he obviously was trying to give us space to feel each other out. When she took off her coverup, my eyes roamed all over her body. The way her dark hair fell over her slim shoulders, her tan skin, her tight ass, but especially her tits. I just really like boobs, you know?? I felt her giving me similarly appreciative looks, and a flush spread across my chest and up my face. We picked one of the pools near the cabana and hopped in.

There were only a handful of other people in the pool, so it was easy to find a spot for ourselves. I had my back against the side of the pool while she leaned her side against it, facing me. She didn’t waste any time. “You’re so sexy,” she whispered, sliding an arm around my waist. I brushed her hair from her collarbone and let my hand linger against her neck. “Not half as sexy as you…” I returned, letting my gaze slip from her eyes down to her lips and then lower. Her laugh pulled my eyes back up to her face, where she’d drawn her bottom lip in between her teeth. “Spread your legs.” I did as I was told, and she slipped one of her legs between mine while pulling me from where I was leaned against the side of the pool so I was fully pressed against her thigh. The arm she’d put around my waist slid down so she had her hand on my ass and could push me more against her. I’m sure we had some eyes on us at this point, but I was so lost in my lust that I didn’t care. I would have done anything she’d told me to do at that point.

We stayed there for a while, hands exploring each other (mostly under the water). She kept pressure against my pussy the whole time, playfully pushing me away whenever I tried to reciprocate with her. I got to a point where I was moments from finishing on her right there, and she could absolutely tell. “Let’s go back to your room?” she breathed, stepping back. I nodded, probably way too eagerly, probably seeming like a horny teenager about to get laid for the first time, but definitely not caring. “My fiancé…” I started, “are you okay if he comes, too? Honestly, he would probably just love to watch. And maybe he could take some pictures or videos or something you could send to your boyfriend?” She was super into this idea, and we were quickly back in our room with Luke. When I say quickly, I mean it. This all felt like such a blur in the moment, and I kept trying to pull myself out of my daze to remember details so I could add this to my spank bank. I was so glad I mentioned pictures and videos and that she’d agreed because I knew I’d be looking at them too.

We helped each other remove our wet bathing suits, trailing our fingers along where fabric had been moments earlier. I dropped my mouth to her neck as I eased off her top and ran my hands over her chest. Her nipples were hard peaks that drew my lips lower past her collarbone and down to pull one into my mouth. I ran my tongue across her, savoring her salty sweet taste and the moans that my attention was eliciting. Her hands were sliding down my stomach, fingers finding their way to my clit, which was absolutely aching for her. “Mmmm, Ellie… you’re such a good girl…” she groaned, finally sinking her fingers inside of me. I fell back on to the bed, pulling her down on top of me. “Can I please finally cum?” I begged, my face buried in her chest.

She answered me without words.

The pace of her hand switched from lazy, exploring strokes to purposeful fucking. She pulled herself off my mouth so she could sit back and fuck me with one hand and play with my tits with her other. I’ll never forget how she looked at me… like she wanted to devour me. When I came, I finished on her hand in a shuddering orgasm. I opened my eyes to find her kneeling on the ground in front of where I laid on the bed, the same look on her eyes as she pulled my pussy up to her face. “I can’t wait to taste you. Don’t close your eyes. Watch me eat your pussy.” Hoooooly. FUCK. I fought every urge to throw my head back in pleasure as her tongue danced up the inside of my thigh, her fingers gently massaging my opening. When her incredible lips made contact with my clit, I knew I’d be cumming again in an instant. She was demanding with her mouth, pulling my orgasm out of me and not letting me come down from it. I was squirming against her face, our eye contact the only thing keeping me grounded as her mouth and her fingers worked together to ruin me.

I pulled her up off of me so I could touch her again and also to give myself a break from her torturous mouth. She slid herself up my thigh, her pussy gliding along the mess she’d made me make moments before. This time, it was me pushing against her with my leg as our hands slid over each other again. Her boobs were bouncing in front of me, and I pushed my own chest against her. The feeling of my nipples against rubbing against hers, my own taste on her mouth as we made out was truly incredible.

This was a moment where I glanced over at Luke, who had his swim trunks down and his delicious cock in his hand, watching us intently. I was overwhelmed with the best of feelings… physical pleasure from this gorgeous woman on top of me and the most delicious warmth of love that I had for him for setting this all up and being so obviously into it as well.

After a time, I pushed her over so she was under me, on her stomach. I pulled her hips up so she was leaning against her elbows and I had a perfect view of her pussy. I couldn’t handle much teasing; I needed to taste her, needed to feel how my tongue rolled over her clit, needed to feel her cum for me. I plunged my tongue inside her, letting my spit drip down and give further lubrication for my thumb to run slow circles over her bundle of nerves. Her moans picked up in intensity and she was pushing her hips back against me in a frenzy. I replaced my thumb with my mouth so I could use my fingers to fuck her like she’d just done to me. I reveled in the feeling as I could feel her shuddering against my hand.

After her first orgasm, I didn’t give her much time to recover before I moved my tongue up over her pussy lips to circle around her asshole. Her noises changed to more of a whine and she demanded I show her just how dirty I was going to be for her. I was happy to oblige, and I eased my tongue against this opening while my fingers resumed their stroking of her pussy. She was going completely crazy at this point, and when I pushed my tongue inside, her cries were allllmossst as delicious as the gush of orgasm that flooded my hand. I let her ride out her orgasm, and then she took control again.

She sat up and pulled me on top of her so we were both kind of sitting up and grinding against each other’s legs. “I want you to cum on my leg,” she commanded. I nodded, once again having become transfixed with sucking on her nipples and playing with her tits. I started grinding purposefully against her, and she wrapped a hand around my ass to start playing with mine while I rubbed myself against her. The pressure of her fingers against me was driving me crazy, and when she slipped one inside me, I had to pull my mouth off her nipple to scream. I was came shortly after that.

I don’t actually remember how it ended. We moved into a few other positions, bringing each other to finish with our mouths and hands over and over. We just kind of slowed down gradually to where we were running our hands over each other with sleepy smiles and half closed eyes. I was exhausted and totally blissed out, reveling in the memories already. Eventually, she decided she needed to shower and get ready so she didn’t roll up to her bachelorette party looking freshly fucked. While she showered, Luke came over to the bed. He somehow hadn’t finished and was still obviously very turned on. I rolled over on my stomach, and he knelt behind me to fuck me. I wish I could say that Natalie came back out and joined us for a long threesome marathon, but he came really quickly, and, like I said before, I was WIPED. She did send her boyfriend some of the pictures (I will not be sharing them with anyone from here, sorry!), and he was verrrrryyy appreciative. We don’t really talk to each other, but we’re still snap friends, and I still get a thrill when she responds to stories I post or when she sends me an occasional dirty picture. I’ll for sure be sending her the link to this story, though.

I always have a great time in Vegas, but this was definitely the best time I’ve had, and it was all thanks to Luke. 10/10 would recommend finding yourself a partner who helps make all of your dreams come true.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u56089/what_happens_in_vegas_makes_it_to_gonewildstories