What Happens in Vegas (L)
No, this is not a swinger’s story or anything like that. This event happened nearly 20 or so years ago, when we were on a trip to Las Vegas with my sister and her husband. We were all pretty broke, as my husband and I were just starting life in the military, and they were newly-weds, married less than a year. We decided to save some cash by sharing a room with two queen beds.
The lights and sounds of Las Vegas surrounded us as we moved down the Strip that night. It was the first time there for all of us, and we had discovered that Vegas at night is LOUD. Card flickers handing out cards to peep shows, music pouring out from the casinos, and the noisy crowds all vied for the attention of the passersby.
I held my husband’s hand. Behind us trailed my sister and her husband, Jason. We were all in the prime of our youth and made attractive couples as we strolled down the sidewalk.
We found a casino that caught our eye and went in. My husband and I went to a craps table while Jason and Angela headed to a blackjack table. We played for several hours, losing a little bit of money, of course, but not too much because we were pretty strapped, as I said.
Drinks had been flowing as Vegas tried to get her hooks into us to spend, spend, spend. With no real cash to speak of, we drank our free drinks, made our minimum bets, and managed not to break the bank.
Around 1 a.m, we decided to call it quits and head back to our hotel. The walk didn’t take very long, even though a couple of times, one or the other couple would stop for a bit of kissing then run to catch up.
We all took turns using the bathroom, brushing our teeth, and getting ready for bed. My husband stripped down and put on some athletic shorts, and I wore a long t-shirt. Angela and Jason were similarly attired. We said our goodnights and settled into our highly comfortable beds (not).
My husband lay behind me, spooning me a bit. But when I felt his hard length pressing into my backside, I was taken aback. Clearly, he was hoping for some action tonight.
“No way. They are right there,” I whispered as quietly as I could.
“Shhh. We’ll be quiet.” I felt his hands slip beneath my t-shirt and begin to fondle my tits.
He was doing wonderful things to my breasts and nipples, and I could feel them start to harden in response. He pinched and kneaded them into nice hard peaks.
I was really starting to get turned on by what he was doing. I pushed back and wiggled my butt against his considerable bulk pressing into me. The heat of it through the thin fabric of my nightshirt set me aflame. Oh, how I wanted my man.
His hands move from my breasts to hook under the sides of my panties, and I lifted my hips a bit to help him slide them down. Then he stroked up my naked thigh and started exploring between my legs. The feeling of his fingertips running along the edges of my labia had me biting my lip, trying to stay silent. But the knowledge that two people slept not five feet away upped the ante on the game.
I reached behind me and slipped my hand down the front of his shorts. His hard length filled my hand as I rubbed him, and I could feel a little wetness at the tip. I squeezed a little tighter, hoping to make it just as hard for him to remain quiet as he was making it for me. He humped into my hand, his ache to be inside me evident in the urgency with which he moved.
Suddenly, a muffled moan came from the other side of the room. Apparently, we were not the only ones having a little fun with the one we love that night. My little sister seemed to be enjoying something, too—unless that wasn’t a moan of pleasure. Maybe she wasn’t feeling well?
“Ang,” I called out softly, “are you okay? What’s going on over there?”
“Nothing,” she replied, and then another soft sound escaped her.
“Yeah, right,” I moaned out as a finger slipped deep inside me. I was relieved that my sister was fine—better than fine if the sounds coming from their side of the room were any indication. But just to be sure we wouldn’t offend, I said, “If it’s okay with you guys, I really want to fuck my husband. Do you mind?”
“We are already ahead of you, so go right ahead.” My sister’s reply assured me that she would let nothing get in the way of meeting her husband’s needs and that I shouldn’t either.
That was all I needed to hear! I turned to my husband and threw off the covers. My hands slipped into the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. His long hard cock sprang free and lay heavily against his stomach, it’s length and girth amazing me as always.
I leaned forward, took his cock in my hand, and kissed the tip. The only light in the room was from the neon outside, but out of the corner of my eye, I could make out the silhouette of my sister on her knees, offering the same service to Jason.
As I knelt between my husband’s legs, hunching down, I wrapped both my hands around his shaft and began to stroke him and take him into my mouth. Angela did the same thing; we began sucking our husband’s hard cocks. I looked up and could tell that my husband was watching as Angela took Jason deep into her mouth, and Jason watched us. Angela and I continued to focus on licking and sucking our husbands.
I was so wet at the thought of being watched and watching that I couldn’t wait to get his cock into me. I moved into a position astraddle him and reached behind me to guide him inside my body.
Angela moved into the same position, and I watched her face as she slid down Jason’s hard pole. Inch by inch, he disappeared inside her till she had him buried to the hilt. Her eyes followed my hand as I guided my husband’s large cock into me.
I very slowly slid down him as my husband filled me like nothing else ever has. I leaned forward and began to pump up and down on him, and Angela mirrored my every move.
At this point, I really did not care about anything else but how that dick made me feel. I rode my husband hard and fast, but Jason’s grunts from the other bed let me know that Angela rode him with about the same intensity I focused on my hubby’s cock.
I glanced over and saw that Angela moved up and down with abandon as she took Jason as deep as she could before rising up and slamming down onto him. She was holding nothing back from her husband’s pleasure, and neither would I—or from my own satisfaction!
I moaned out over and over as I fucked my husband, his hands grasping my breasts as I bounced up and down. I cried out loudly, “I’m cumming,” as I exploded from my first orgasm of the night. Then I leaned forward and lay on my husband’s chest with his cock flexing inside me. He knew how that tortured me, each pulse sending another shockwave through me.
I looked over and watched my sister bouncing up and down on her husband, a sheen of sweat beginning to form on her body as she ground her hips into his. She yelled out, “Oh god,” and her face showed the ecstasy between her legs overtaking her whole body.
Angela leaned back with her hands on Jason’s thighs, and I saw her shudder several times as she came down. Her sweaty skin glimmered in the city lights as Jason’s large hands moved up to cup her breasts, running his thumbs over her pebbled nipples.
“Mmm,” I purred as I took in the beauty of their love and passion for one another. I knew my husband enjoyed the picture of their bliss, as well. I felt his cock twitch, again and again, making me tingle inside.
“That was awesome,” Jason said, mostly to Angela.
I felt my husband’s arms wrap around me and, in one move—without coming out of me—he rolled us both over and began slowly thrusting. I was utterly helpless to stop him, nor did I want to.
A few minutes later, he pulled me down the bed until we reached the end. Then he carefully slid down till his feet were on the floor before reseating himself to the hilt inside me. He grabbed my legs and brought them up, placing my feet against his chest, and began to fuck me. That’s the only way to describe it. He was pounding me, driving himself in deep before nearly pulling out. My breasts bounced with each thrust. I came again as his cock found its way into all my best spots.
I looked over to my sister’s bed and saw her up on her knees and Jason crawling around to enter her from behind. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as two cocks drove into two very wet pussies.
Jason and Angela pulled apart, and her wetness gleamed on him as they moved to the side edge of the bed, her face toward me. Jason stepped in behind her. The look on her face evinced her joy as his cock filled her up again.
As my husband pulled back to thrust into me again, I pushed against his chest hard with my feet. He followed my gaze and read my thoughts. I’ll have what she’s having.
I got on my hands and knees, facing Angela while my husband moved behind me. As he fed himself back into me, I could only moan out my pleasure.
Jason took a tight grip on Angela’s hips and fucked my sister from behind. My husband grabbed my hips and began to thrust into me hard, too. Slaps and moans filled the room as all four of us found deep pleasure in our spouses.
Angela’s breasts bounced at the force of Jason’s thrusts, and my moans matched hers as I was plundered again and again. I felt my husband swell inside me, and I knew he was close. Suddenly an idea occurred to me.
As he pulled back, I scooted forward, turned around, and took him in my hand. My mouth found him and bobbed up and down his length. I could taste my juices coating him as I took him deeper into my mouth.
His hand found my hair and grabbed tight as I sucked. He picked up the pace and basically used my mouth as his toy, loving the wildness of my passion for him.
With a loud shout, Jason pulled out of Angela and stroked his cum all over her butt and lower back. Spurt after spurt erupted from him and coated her skin.
With a groan, my husband pulled out of my mouth and began to cum all over my tits. His load was warm as it left his cock and landed on my nipples and breasts.
I reached down and took him back into my mouth to clean him off with my tongue. Once I was done, I got off the bed to walk over to my sister, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into the bathroom.
“OH my god, I can’t believe we just did that,” I said as I turned the sink on. I turned Angela around and cleaned off her backside for her with the warm washcloth before rinsing it and using it on myself. We hugged and headed back out to our beds and our now sated husbands.
And yes, it stayed in Vegas. We never did anything like that again. But it remained a beloved memory for my husband and me—and, my sister tells me, for them.
MrandMrsHumperdink,
Thank you for sharing this! It was such a hot story and made my pussy quite moist.
I have a couple of fantasies about situations similar to yours, but with a fictional couple.
I like where you said, " If it's okay with you guys. I really want to fuck my husband. Do you mind?" Then your sister giving her ok.
I can see how that shared experience with your sister was a special moment in time.
God bless and Stay horny!
❤ GG
Horny GG, I do understand. Your pussy was moist reading this? I stood at attention!
Oh my goodness yessss! Super hot girlie! My hand found my pussy while reading this and I’m super wet. Thanks for the finger fun ?
Great Story. I've been to Vegas before.
Very hot story, especially the two of you mimicking the same positions. Facing each other while doggy style. It is awesome that married couples could please each other and watch each other. Nothing wrong with that, very hot.
Wow!!! I am so jealous. No really. I would love to do this. I had to stroke reading this.
How erotic. Same room sex. .thank you!
Nice. I decided to stroke Jim while he was reading this one. Had a very happy ending and I ended up with a major load all over my tits and inside my mouth. I just love his taste and rubbing the cum into my melons.
Had to cum back to read this again. Mmmmm….I came. Again.
Did you guys ever do this again?
Mrandmrshumperdilnk, Every so often I cum and visit this story of yours. Same room sex with your sister!? Whoa!
It really really makes me cum!
Have you ever done or at least spoken about this over dinner or something?
What an awesome story! And well told. My wife came across this story and shared it with me late last night. It is such a blessing to have someone in your life, like your sister, that you could share an experience like this with and not have it turn into something sinful or awkward. The best part was the two of you cleaning up and giggling together afterwards. 🥰
Mmm…yes. I would so love this if it happened to me.
I read this just before going out to do some yard work in the back garden. I almost had to put off the work so I could relieve my extreme erection. In my back yard I always am nude as it’s very private and secluded. I mention this because as I worked after your story I was continuosly dripping from the arousal caused by your account of the Las Vegas adventure!
Great story, thank you!
2 days in a row. Can't stop explicitly visualizing this story. F u c k. ….
Stroking & cumming..
I think this is a very hot story for a personal reason: something very similar happened to Jim and I (in real life) a few years ago while my sister Barb was visiting. (Note: I have a story scheduled to be published soon that details this.) My story covers my introduction to her to vibrators, but it doesn’t mention the fact that she walked in on us during a passionate sex encounter and pretended to leave but continued to spy through a crack in the door! Honestly, we enjoyed the show almost as much as she did. 😎
I look forward to reading your story, CreamyPatty. This was a great story, wasn't it? Each and every time I read it, which is many, I need to relieve myself, and I usually shout f*** out loud just before I come.
I like the fact that you stroked Jim and it went all over you. I can't blame you two; this story is so extremely hot.
I am reading while watching football could not help stroking myself.
This is an insanely hot story. I know its old, don't care. this one should be read often.