What happens in Vegas, sometimes ends up on Gonewildstories [MFMF] with PICS!

If you aren’t aware of it yet, know that Las Vegas in the summertime has got to be the most sexually charged place in America. If you take care of your body and look good in a bikini or shirtless with swim trunks, Vegas is the place to show it off. Combined with the overall attitude of “What happens in Vegas,” that people there really do adopt makes for an environment dripping with sexuality. Since it’s this backdrop of hot people wandering around buzzed and mostly naked that our story takes place, I’d like to take a short moment to set the scene. Feel free to skip ahead if you are already familiar.

All of the Vegas hotel/casinos have pools. Some of them are pretty nice and are a great place to chill out with a drink. About ten years ago the Hard Rock Casino started hosting a Sunday pool party called Rehab- this was the first real Vegas “pool party” per say, and it had a reputation for debauchery. They even made a reality show about it. If your immediate reaction to Vegas pool party is “Ugh, don’t go in the water or who knows what you’ll catch!” then you’re thinking about Rehab. Rehab, however, made a shit load of money for the Hard Rock, and pretty soon the other casinos started to catch on. Casinos started building high end venues specifically to host these pool parties, and they called them [Day Clubs](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E3Axr8v9eIk). Basically they have the same setup as a night club, but it’s daytime and everyone is in swimwear. You have to pay a cover to get in, if you want to have a table and sit down it means you’re paying for bottle service, and big name DJs are playing the venues just like they play night clubs. The entire day club/pool party concept is such a hit that most of them now have night pool parties in the same venues too. You can pretty much spend an entire week in Vegas at this point going to high end clubs day and night surrounded by beautiful people and never have to wear anything more than swimwear. At a handful of these day clubs, it should be noted, women have the option of going topless.

You may also have noticed the recent fashion trend in women’s bikini bottoms towards, well, smaller. [Luli Fama](https://youtu.be/p-4_kNSawQw?t=12m16s) seems to have originated things a few years back with their signature scrunch bottoms, but at this point it seems like all of the high end designers are offering not only minimal coverage bottoms but straight up thongs. Wondering where you can see these designer bikinis in real life? Vegas, baby. The day clubs, to be specific. Hot girls aren’t wearing their barely there bikinis to the local water park or the family 4th of July cookout at Uncle Jim and Aunt Betty’s backyard pool… but they do have them and this is where they break them out. It’s within this sexually charged environment of dancing, drinking, almost naked partygoers that our story takes place.

It’s Monday, and my wife Callie and I had been in Vegas since Friday evening. We’d been to day clubs on Saturday and Sunday and a night pool party on Sunday night. We’ve been having sex constantly- being on vacation, in a nice hotel room, in the sexually charged atmosphere as described… we’re both pretty turned on. We’ll have sex in the morning when we wake up, again after we get back from the day clubs, then again when we get home at night. We’ve been good boys and girls about not drinking too much at any one time so we could continue to enjoy ourselves and not end up hungover. Our plan for Monday is to go to a day club called Bare at the Mirage. Bare is a smaller, more intimate venue and is one of the day clubs where women are allowed to go topless. We’ve reserved a couple of lounge chairs by the pool so we’ll have a place to chill as we drink and people watch. Since we don’t have anything lined up for tonight and we’re leaving tomorrow evening, the plan is to drink a bit more than we have been.

So, um, my wife is pretty fuckin hot. I don’t know how this happened to me, but it did and I’m thankful for it. You don’t have to take my word for it, here are some [pictures of her](http://imgur.com/a/2ksqN) from that weekend. And [one of me](http://i.imgur.com/XbsAGbZ.jpg). For our day at Bare she’s wearing red, low waisted thong bikini bottoms with some cutouts in the front. She has an absolutely phenomenal ass and she likes to show it off. She has a basic black triangle bikini top that fits her well, but we figure there’s a good chance she won’t be wearing it all day anyhow. Callie has amazing breasts. They’re a solid C cup, but they fluctuate in size throughout the month and when they’re on the larger end I know people think they’re fake. They’re real. She’s also a social butterfly, always talking to people and making new friends easily. I’m a much more reserved around strangers, but open up quickly when I get to know people a little bit, so we make a good team in social situations.

After a couple hours at the pool things started to get more crowded and happening, and as I return from the bathroom I see that Callie has made a new friend, as she tends to do. Her name is Jen and she’s there with her boyfriend Ryan. The both appear to be in their mid to late 20s. Jen is a very attractive woman- pale skin and dark hair, with breasts larger than Callie’s and a round voluptuous ass minus the extra pounds around the middle that usually go with those things. She has a big smile, and although seemingly a bit apprehensive about being at a topless pool party, is quick with it. Ryan is a tall, skinny guy with tattoos across his chest, very outgoing and likeable. He’s by no means the coolest guy you’ll ever meet, but he’s extremely confident to the point where he makes it seem that way. They’re both drinking and having a good time and the four of us end up hanging out together for most of the rest of the pool party. They both seem to be drinking faster than we are (which always seems like a good idea at the time), and any shyness or inhibitions these two may regularly have are gone now. We find out they’re in town for a couple days from Canada, and they both have a quick sense of humor and positive outlook that seems necessary (to me anyway) to enjoy life when you live that far north. As the alcohol continues to flow [the girls’ tops both come off](http://i.imgur.com/PHsLzMA.jpg), Callie first and then Jen shortly after. I had asked Callie if she thought Ryan was attractive early on, and she seemed ambivalent, which made me think any possible shenanigans were off. Later in the day though she slyly lets me know that he had grown on her and she thinks he’s pretty hot…

I should mention at this point that Callie and I, while we’re by no means swingers, have dabbled a bit in the world of additional partners. We’ve been to a few swingers clubs mainly to indulge in the exhibitionism/voyeurism aspect of it all, but it usually doesn’t go any farther than that because Callie is extremely picky in such matters. It also can seem kind of awkward when things along those lines seem forced, as in meeting up with people for that specific reason. So it’s been a thing that we’re open to, but not something that we find readily available or are willing to go out of our way to make happen. Being at a topless pool party in Las Vegas with another attractive couple that we’ve just made friends with is another story entirely.

I have been casually enjoying the party, drinking and checking out the hot girls as we hang out with our new friends. But when Callie lets me know she’s into Ryan my mind starts humming with the possibility of us all having sex together. I can tell already that Ryan would probably be down, and Jen seems attracted to me for sure, but who knows if they would actually be into this kind of thing? Things are looking good though, as at the end of the day the four of us are somehow situated on just two adjacent lounge chairs, definitely sharing our personal space. I start to think of a way to keep things going as the pool party is winding down. After we [pose for some pictures](http://i.imgur.com/LDWC4ni.jpg) together and eventually end up being the last ones to leave the place, I suggest we make our way over to the giant Las Vegas Ferris Wheel. I’m really hoping that we’ll be able to get a car all to ourselves and get things started right there, high above the Vegas skyline. Callie is basically reading my mind and seconds the motion.

We go back to Jen and Ryan’s room first and Callie and I are treated to the sight of Jen getting changed into her nighttime attire. She first put on a one piece, corset bodysuit thong [similar to this](https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/6b/fc/7a/6bfc7a01e9ce8d36e4d3f386956c3be9.jpg), and then has a skirt that she pulls up over it. Ryan gets changed too, stripping down naked a few feet *before* walking into the bathroom to put on his clothes. If there’s any doubt about where the evening’s headed it’s quickly being put to rest. We make our way over to the ferris wheel and although we aren’t able to get a gondola all to ourselves we still have a good time. It’s basically the four of us laughing, joking, making out and not so subtly groping each other while a large Mexican family with a bunch of kids sit on the other side and tries to pretend we aren’t there. Just as I would never go to Disneyland and act inappropriately, no one should ever bring their kids to Vegas.

We decide then to all head back to our room, supposedly so Callie and I can also get changed to go out. As we walk to the nearest casino to grab a cab back to our hotel, I pair off with Jen while Callie walks with Ryan. Jen and I walk arm in arm as the conversation turns decidedly sexual… we talk about the subtleties of bringing about the female orgasm, starting slowly and gently and building things up. She gets a sheepish grin on her face .

“You know I’d really like to try this kind of thing out on your wife.”

I lean into her ear and whisper, “I know. And I’d like to do the same thing to you.”

She smiles at me ear to ear and I’m hard as a rock walking next to her.

As we make it back to our room it seems almost certain that we’re all going to have sex, but we still need to keep things moving along. Callie heads into the bathroom to touch up her hair and makeup and get changed, and Jen goes with her. As Callie starts to strip out of her cover up and her bikini, Jen closes the sliding door to the bathroom and locks the latch. We can’t tell if she wants Callie all to herself, or if more likely she’s just nervous about what’s about to happen and wants to put it off for a few more minutes. I decide it’s time to get things started, so I grab a quarter and open the door latch, walk into the bathroom (it’s *my* naked wife in there), declare that I have to get the sunblock off my skin before we go out, then strip down naked and get into the clear shower stall to rinse off.

Fortunately Ryan has similar ideas. He follows me into the bathroom and starts to undress Jen as she stands there admiring and complimenting Callie’s body. When Jen’s clothes are all finally on the floor I get out of the shower and grab a towel to dry off a bit. I’m already pretty hard at this point with the two girls standing there naked and starting to touch each other, and Ryan notices and is like, “Jesus dude!” He seems to be a combination of impressed and concerned.

Before we get into the fun stuff, I should mention that my cock is 6.5 inches long and of relative girth. And Ryan, who was more of a smaller, average size was taken aback. Every time I read a gwstories post where the dude invariably has an 8 or 9 inch dick I can’t help but wonder if the whole story is probably bullshit or just that part. You have about the same chance of winning the lottery as you do of being born with a 9 inch cock. What’s more, I wouldn’t want one! Callie can barely handle mine when I bend her over and fuck her, and even then not for that long.

Meanwhile Ryan’s concern couldn’t have been more misplaced. As he’s getting undressed I can tell that Callie is excited. A huge recurring theme in her fantasies is being bent over and fucked while she has another cock shoved down her throat, and she knew that she’d be able to take Ryan’s cock fucking her like that for as long as she wanted. If there was any doubt to her intentions she clears it up by catching my eye and asking, “We have condoms, right?” How I love my hot little slut.

We have condoms. But first we’re all standing in the bathroom, mostly undressed, and starting to touch and kiss each other. I get down on my knees in between Jen’s legs. She’s shaved smooth, and as I bring my mouth to her pussy I slide my tongue in between her lips and to taste her.

“God, you’re so fucking wet!” Callie kneels down to taste her too as I watch.

“That’s awesome,” she says and stands back up.

It usually takes her a little longer to really get dripping wet like that and I can tell she’s turned on and impressed. Clearly Jen is game for what we’d been building up to, a whole day’s worth of sexual tension finally releasing as the four of us indulge in our lust for each other. I stay down on my knees, slide around behind Jen, and begin to worship her ass. It’s so round and perfect, with enough umph to it so I can slide my tongue down to taste her pussy and grab her two luscious ass cheeks in my hands as they rest on my face. The conversation we had earlier about subtlety went out the window. I can’t get enough of her, sliding my tongue back and forth over her clit hard and fast while shoving my face into her ass, biting her perfect cheeks when I come up for air.

Meanwhile Callie, Ryan, and Jen are all still standing and getting things going, Callie holding and stroking Ryan’s cock as they both play with Jen’s breasts. After a while Callie suggests we move to the bedroom, letting them know that as far as I go, “He’ll stay down there forever if we let him!”

Callie gets to the bed first, crawling onto it and laying down on her back just before Jen pounces on top of her, kissing her deeply. I position myself below the two girls and get ready to fuck Callie. Ryan grabs my shoulder and quietly lets me know he doesn’t want me to have sex with Jen. I wouldn’t have done that without both asking and wearing a condom, but I just say okay and wonder if it’s because my cock is bigger than his… he’d seemed to really want this all day long. In any case I hoped he’d change his mind later as I slide into my wife’s waiting pussy, fondling and drooling over Jen’s amazing ass that’s bent over right in front of me. Ryan then moves around to the other side of the girls so Jen can suck his cock.

This was the best possible scenario that Callie and I could imagine as far as hooking up with another couple, the four of us all tangled up and groping each other as we had sex. We move around a little so Ryan can access Jen’s still dripping pussy, Jen moving her hips over to the side so Ryan can fuck her doggystyle as she continues to make out with Callie. I lower myself down closer to the girls. Callie takes Jen’s face in her hands as Ryan starts really pounding her from behind and we both start talking to her.

“Does that feel good, to be bent over and fucked hard like that, like a good little slut so we can watch? Are you gonna be a good girl and cum on that hard cock for us?” Jen isn’t answering, isn’t really capable of answering, just moaning hard to let us know that the answer to both questions is yes.

“Look at us while you’re cumming, keep your eyes open and look at me!” She starts cumming, hard, and pretty loud, and looks so fuckin hot as she does so.

And at this point, my friends, a nice dose of reality swept into our amazingly awesome, booze fueled, sexcation orgy. How many times have Callie and I fantasized about the myriad of hot possibilities that we could have enjoyed otherwise, all the things that might have happened next. Instead, after Jen came so incredibly fucking hard I sit up on the bed for a moment just in time to look up at Ryan as he says, “Whoops, my bad.” He said it very nonchalantly, and my first thought is that he’d accidentally finished before he wanted to, but as I’ve thought back to it since then I can remember there being an undertone of “Oh shit!” in how he said it. Jen suddenly crawls away from him on the bed and, with tears in her eyes, quickly walks into the bathroom and shuts the door.

Callie and I are looking at each other trying to figure out what went wrong. There hadn’t seemed to be any feelings of jealousy, at all, for the entire time we’d been hanging out. Crazy dramatic reactions from people who are having group sex for the first time with their partners are by no means out of the ordinary though. With it being clear that any additional sexytime is at least temporarily on hold, Callie decides to go after Jen in the bathroom and try to perform some damage control.

So with the two ladies in the bathroom Ryan and I are left to ourselves. He asks me if we had done this kind of thing before. I tell him we have, although we we’re by no means regulars, and he says he had a feeling. I offer that it was somewhat normal for Jen to have this kind of reaction, and he says, “Oh no, that’s not what happened. I just slipped, and we had never done anal before so that really freaked her out.”

Holy shit! Jen’s incredibly wet, dripping pussy and Ryan’s slightly smaller cock had combined with a long day of drinking to create the perfect conditions for accidental anal sex. I couldn’t believe it, and I couldn’t stop laughing. Combined with the drinking and the group sex this made for a majorly dramatic, emotional reaction. I also realize that Callie needs to know this because she probably isn’t going to get this information easily from Jen, especially if she’s still crying.

Now that we’re dealing with the fallout of his mistake and the sexual tension is broken, the entire situation has kind of become… awkward. I’m standing here naked and starting to feel the beginnings of a hangover headache coming on. I need to have another drink or go to sleep or this is going to get much worse, and it’s way too early for bed even if that were an option. Ryan decides to go into the bathroom to help console Jen, with the added assistance of knowing what had actually caused her to get upset to begin with. I head down to the hotel bar. There doesn’t seem to be anything more I can offer to the situation and I don’t want to end up horribly hungover at 10PM.

That was pretty much it. Jen came around, but not before throwing up a few times (I mentioned before that they had been drinking a lot faster than us all day long), which laid to rest any hope of continued fun, and the two of them got their stuff together and left before I had even finished my drink at the bar. We hugged a somewhat awkward goodbye in the lobby and then I went back upstairs. Callie wasn’t happy with me for fleeing the scene, but she understood why it was necessary. We ended up getting dressed up and going out to the club we had all planned on checking out together, but it ended up being an early night (for Vegas) since we’d been drinking all day long and were pretty tired. We exchanged a few pictures with them, including [one of us I snapped right before heading out to the club](http://i.imgur.com/vtZ93is.jpg), and became facebook friends (yay!), but otherwise haven’t heard from them since.

TL;DR – Vegas pool parties are awesome. Go to one, be hot, make friends with other people, have sex with them. Don’t accidentally fuck your girlfriend in the ass because it ruins the evening.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/47me7x/what_happens_in_vegas_sometimes_ends_up_on