AUTHOR = Sinnndy
E-MAIL = sweetsinnndy@yahoo.com
Labor Day weekend was coming up fast. I was really excited. Billy was taking me on a trip to Las Vegas. I had never been there before and couldn't wait to go. We had a room reservation at the Bellagio from Thursday to Monday. I wasn't working at the time, so I had no problem getting away. I was also still living at home but, since I was 18 and my parents had always trusted my judgment, they allowed me to go. I knew you have to be 21 to gamble in Vegas, but I had a great fake ID -- it had my name and picture on it, but the birthday was three years before mine.
Finally, the Thursday before Labor Day arrived. We had a morning flight on United. With all the trouble they had been having, we arrived at the airport 2 hours before our scheduled flight. We still had to wait in a long line, and were just waiting for the attendant to tell us our plane had been canceled, or overbooked; we were ready to argue and complain. When we got to the front of the line, finally, we were surprised that we had no problem -- here are your seat assignments, have a nice day... we were all riled up over nothing. Billy decided to upgrade our seats to first class, which I thought was cool because it was going to be a 3 1/2 hour flight, and I had never flown first class and didn't know what to expect.
We went to the food court to grab some chow. I saw that there was a Billy Goat's Tavern. For those people who have never heard of the Billy Goat, there used to be a skit on Saturday Night Live with John Belushi, located in a restaurant, where the chefs kept yelling, "Cheeburger, cheeburger, cheeburger, cheeps." It really wasn't that funny of a bit, but they did a lot of skits about that restaurant. Those skits were about the Billy Goat, Belushi was from Chicago, and there is a Second City in Chicago. Second City is a place where young comedians and actors hone their skills by doing improvisation on stage. A lot of SNL people got their start in the business at Second City, so I got a cheeburger. I know it was early in the morning, but I was starving.
We finally boarded the plane. First class was awesome, two seats in the row. Nice wide leather comfy seats, with more than enough leg room and, most important of all, free alcohol. As we sat down, the flight attendant offered us champagne, which we gladly accepted. We had two glasses each before taking off, and one more just after takeoff. The lunch was exquisite -- roasted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, asparagus. It was yummy, and so was the fourth glass of champagne.
We had been in the air for about an hour or so when Billy whispered to me, "It's time to join the mile high club."
That brought a big smile to my face. "I was wondering when we would get around to that," I whispered back.
Billy then told me to go use the restroom and, when the coast was clear, he would come join me. We came up with a special knock sequence, so that I would know it was him and unlock the door.
I got up and went to the restroom, locked the door, lowered my pants, and started playing with my pussy -- rubbing my clit and sliding first one, then two fingers deep inside my pussy. About 2 minutes later, I heard our special knock. I unlocked the door and Billy joined me inside. I was really wet and ready for him. Billy lowered his pants and underwear, and had me face the sink. It was tight, but we had enough room to take care of business. Billy slid right into my pussy. I had my hands on the sink, and pushed my ass right back into him. Billy was pumping furiously, he didn't want to be in there too long, or we might get caught. Then he surprised me by pulling his dick out.
"What are you doing? We have to hurry," I said.
Then I felt the head of his cock at my backdoor. That put a big smile on my face. He slid his cock in my ass slowly, then started pumping away at a vigorous pace, his balls slapping against my pussy. It didn't take long before I heard his familiar groan, and then my ass was being filled with his man juice. I love the feeling of Billy's cum shooting into my ass.
Billy pulled his cock out of my ass and pulled his underwear and pants up, gave me a deep French kiss, slowly opened the door, and left the restroom, going back to his seat. I took my fingers, and took some of Billy's cum that was leaking out of my ass, and stuck my fingers in my mouth -- yummy, my favorite dessert. I cleaned myself up, left the restroom, and went back to my seat with a big smile on my face. While walking back, I could see and hear people whispering to each other, but I didn't care. That was one of the hottest quickies I have ever had. The flight attendant came back to give us more champagne, and asked us if we were enjoying the flight so far. When she asked us, she gave us a knowing glance and smile.
"Welcome to the club," she whispered, and then walked away.
Nothing much happened for the rest of the flight. We both nodded off and woke up just before landing. Sex and booze together can really knock you out. We walked into the airport; there were a lot of slot machines there. I had to try one, so Billy flipped me a quarter and I made the first of my donations to Las Vegas and we were on our way. There was a tram which takes you from the arrival gates to the baggage claim area. We had to stand up and hold onto a pole. It was a pretty cool way to move around in an airport.
We found our baggage and grabbed a shuttle that takes you to most of the big hotels. The Bellagio happened to be the first stop for this shuttle. I was amazed at how big the casinos looked from the outside. The newly reopened Aladdin took up what looked like two city blocks in length. It was across the street from the Bellagio and right next to Paris.
We pulled up to the Bellagio. "Wow, what a cool place," I thought to myself. As we walked up to the entrance I noticed a tall, about 6'3", blonde haired man that I recognized. I said, "Hey, Steve Kerr." He used to play for the Chicago Bulls when they won their last three-peat run of championships. He was now with the San Antonio Spurs. He noticed the T-shirt that I was wearing -- a boy's physical education Deerfield High School shirt. He asked me if I was from Deerfield. Deerfield is a northern suburb of Chicago, where the Bulls training facility is. I answered yes, and told him what a big fan of his and the Bulls that I was, and asked for his autograph. He was as nice and friendly in person as he seemed to be whenever I heard him interviewed on TV or the radio. I said, "Thanks for your time, and good luck with the Spurs." He smiled, shook my hand, and walked into the hotel. We never saw him again that weekend.
What a beautiful place the Bellagio was, I had never seen anything like it. The ceiling had a glass sculpture called "Fiori di Como". It was created by artist Dale Chihuly and was made with over 2,000 individually blown glass pieces. It covered approximately 2,000 square feet of ceiling, creating a colored veil of glass flowers. It was an awesome sight. There was also a Botanical Garden, with different trees and plants.
We then walked into the casino. There were bells going off all over the place, lights flashing, and people everywhere. It was neater than I imagined it would be. We then went up to our room to unpack. It was a nice room -- a king sized bed, a small area for entertaining, with a table and some chairs. I looked out the window... wow, what a view. There was a perfect view of the lake outside the hotel. At night, I heard there was a water show there with lasers and lights, and that there were a couple of different shows every half-hour or so. Across the street, in front of Paris, was a mini Eiffel Tower. The bathroom was very cool. There was a large shower stall and a separate bathtub, big enough for two or even more if we needed it.
We decided to go downstairs and check out the action. I decided to start out slow and play the slot machines and the poker machines. Billy decided to tag along. He likes to play Roulette and blackjack, but wanted to spend time with me; he is a real sweetheart. We both lost twenty bucks at the slots in less than five minutes and then moved on to the poker machines where we had better luck. We played for about an hour. I broke even and Billy won about 10 bucks. We decided to head upstairs to take a nap. Billy told me that naps were a must in Vegas, because the nighttime was the real fun time there, so upstairs we went. We were both pretty tired and we fell asleep fast.
I woke up first and decided it was time to play. I snuck under the covers and took Billy's limp cock in my mouth. When Billy is limp, he is about four inches. I love the feel of a cock hardening in my mouth; it's as if it's coming to life. It didn't take too long for him to get hard; he seemed to still be sleeping. I started to deep-throat him, taking his 9" thick cock all the way into my throat, and then slowly lifting my mouth completely off. I then lowered my mouth all the way back down and started using my tongue to lick his balls, a new trick I learned how to do from watching a porn flick. While licking his balls, I felt Billy's hand on the back of my head holding it down while he pulled the covers back with his other hand. I waved to him and he smiled back at me.
He grasped my hair and pulled back on it, forcing me up and down on his cock at the pace that he wanted. I started sucking hard, my head being forced up and down on his manhood while stroking his cock with one hand and playing with his balls with the other hand. I could feel him getting close; he was really pulling my hair back and forth at a fast speed. Then he grabbed the back of my head with both hands, forcing me completely down to his pubic hair, and held me there, filling my throat with his love cream. When he was finally finished, I cleaned his cock and moved up to give him a kiss. I had saved some cum in my mouth and gave him a creamy kiss. He hates when I do that, but I love doing that to him. A girl has to keep her man in line every now and then.
We went to take a shower together. It was a nice shower stall -- large enough for 6 people, encased in glass with gold trim on the outside. The water felt great. It came out in a perfect spray, not too hard, but hard enough that you can wash all the shampoo out of your hair. We both started to soap each other up. I dropped my bar of soap, on purpose of course. I reached over to pick it up and took his cock into my mouth, sucking and licking his shaft all over. He got hard pretty fast and lifted me up and turned me away from him. I placed my hands against the wall just as Billy entered my pussy. He fucked me with deliberate strokes, slamming his whole cock into my pussy, slowly pulling it almost all the way out, waiting for a second, and then slamming it back home. I love the way Billy fucks; he always changes the pace. After a couple of good hard slams, he started fucking like a jackrabbit, fucking me fast and hard, occasionally slapping my butt cheeks. I was doing all I could to not have my body slam into the shower stall wall.
Billy was nearing the end. I can always tell when he is close. He groans differently than when he is fucking me and he slows down a little, giving me short, deep thrusts. I moaned out, "I want it in my mouth, baby. Please Billy, feed my mouth. I want your juice honey, let me have it."
With that, Billy pulled out. I turned around and dropped to my knees. I opened my mouth and Billy fed me his cock. He grabbed the back of my head and face-fucked me hard for about five strokes, screaming, "Yessssss, yessssss, here it is baby, drink it up, swallow it all you cum hungry whore. Mmmmmmm. Ohhhhh baby, that's it, yessssss, suck me dry you little slut, mmmmmmm."
He shot his load into my mouth and I gobbled his cum down, savoring every last drop. I love the taste of cum and I love it when Billy talks dirty to me. I am his little cum whore and I take his dirty talk as a compliment.
Billy had told me not to pack any nightwear, that he was going to take care of my entire going out clothing. He handed me tonight's outfit. It was black with a low-cut top, and a very short black leather skirt. I rarely wear bras and I never wear panties. I had to go braless because I was wearing a spaghetti string top. I am an exhibitionist, and Billy and I get a kick out of driving our waiters and other restaurant patrons crazy. I am an expert at flashing people nonchalantly, bending over after dropping my napkin, and spreading my legs just wide enough so the waiter can see my bare pussy.
Billy had made reservations for the whole weekend a couple of months in advance. We didn't even know each other at the time he made them but he figured, with his looks and confidant way, that he would be taking someone. I was really happy that it was me. We went to Wolfgang Puck's Spago. We took a long walkway to the restaurant. The Bellagio is connected to a couple of other hotels through a common mall. It was a very elegant restaurant. We sat down in a cozy booth, Billy sitting down next to me. Most couples sit across from each other, but Billy likes to sit next to me. The waiter came to ask us if we would like some wine. He was on my side of the table, so I spread my legs just wide enough that he could get a nice peek at my pussy. He was trying really hard to keep eye contact with Billy, but he kept looking downward at me every now and then, stopping what he was saying and then gathering his composure and moving on.
Billy ordered a bottle of Chardonnay. He prefers red wine, but knows I like white. As always, he made a great choice. I was never much of a wine drinker until I met him, but I was quickly acquiring a taste. The waiter came back to tell us about the specials, again losing track when I spread my legs even wider, and pulling himself together when I closed them. I ordered one of the specials -- Sea Bass encrusted in garlic. Two of my favorite things, Sea Bass and garlic, with another favorite, mashed potatoes. Billy ordered the Filet Mignon. We both ordered the soup that came with the meal; it was onion soup, with burgundy in it. It was awesome, as was the meal. I love dining out like that, especially at a fine place like Spago.
The waiter came back to take our dessert order. We were both pretty stuffed, but decided to order one crème brulet for the two of us to share. We also both ordered an Espresso. I waited for the waiter to start approaching our table, when I dropped my napkin on the floor and bent over to pick it up, giving him a full shot at my exposed pussy and buttocks. He almost dropped our dessert. I love being a nasty little tart.
While we were eating our dessert, I felt Billy's hand going under my skirt. He started fingering my pussy, rubbing my clit with his thumb. When the waiter came back with the bill, I had to bite my lip to keep myself from screaming out loud. I know I had a glassy look, because the waiter asked me if I was feeling okay. I answered, "Better than you could ever imagine," and gave him a wink. He got the hint, chuckled, and walked away. I pulled Billy's hand away and slapped it. "Bad boy," I said to him. He just smiled and placed a finger in my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting myself. Billy paid the bill and we headed back to our hotel.
"So, what's planned for this evening?" I asked.
"I have this whole weekend planned out. I have lot of surprises planned, just kick back and enjoy."
I knew how Billy thought. I was excited and nervous at the same time. We walked out, hand in hand, to the entrance of the Bellagio. Billy led me to a long white stretch limo. We got inside, and off we went. We drove around town for about an hour. I was amazed at all the lights and how cool the outside of each casino was. We arrived at an area off of the strip, it was called Fremont Street. There were a couple of casinos and a ceiling made of some kind of screen, but it was outside.
The streetlights turned off and some music started playing. It was Motown music from the 70's. I love that kind of music -- Diana Ross, The Temptations, Smokey Robinson's Tears of a Clown. Then, on the ceiling, a laser show started. Wow, it was really cool -- faces singing with the songs, shapes, figures and different colors. If you are ever in Vegas, you have to check it out, it lasts about ten minutes. Billy and I started dancing. It was great being in Vegas with someone who was a regular there. We hopped back into the limo and drove off to Treasure Island. I had heard about the pirate show there and couldn't wait to see it. We had to wait a half-hour for the next show. We found a good place to view the show and Billy went inside to grab us some beer. He came back with two for each of us, so we stood there chatting with the people around us.
Standing next to us was an Australian couple. He was very tall and athletic looking. He told us he was an Australian Rules football player. He was really built, short blonde hair, nice chest and biceps. She was very pretty, about 5-7, 115 pounds, nice, firm looking breasts, a fine figure, great legs and a tasty looking ass. It was their first time in Vegas and they were staying at the same place we were. His name was Andrew, he was 25, and she was Sheila, 23 years old. Billy started talking with Andrew, and I talked with Sheila. They had been dating for over three years. She met Andrew at a party after one of his games. She told me that those football players were crazy and really partied hard. She was hoping that Andrew would propose to her that weekend, and how much in love with him she was. Eventually, the subject turned to sex. It always ends up there when I am around. We talked about how great our guys were in bed. I was on my second beer at that time. Combined with the rest of what we had to drink that night, I wasn't feeling any pain.
I then started telling Sheila how I met my girlfriend Mia. That Billy took me to a bachelor party and I ended up in a lesbian gangbang with the three strippers. Mia was one of them, and I told her we were still together. I asked her if she had been with another woman. She told me that she had never had the chance and, while not opposed to it, wasn't sure if she could go through with it. I then asked her if she had ever had more than one guy at the same time. She said that she would like to try it one day, but wasn't sure she wanted to have a cock in her ass. A guy had tried it once and it hurt so badly she made him take it out and stop. I told her of my love for anal sex and how I learned the secret to enjoying it, to relax your sphincter and open your ass as wide as you can. I also said, "Hey, everyone is different. We all have things that we like and don't like." I didn't want to make her feel bad. I was just trying to help her discover the joy of anal sex.
The pirate show began, it was really cool. There were two ships at different ends on the outside of the casino. One was a pirate ship, the other, a ship from England. The English ship wanted to board the pirate ship, but the pirates wanted none of that. The English ship then fired on the pirate ship. The blast caused a loud explosion; you could feel the heat of the blast. I won't tell you how everything ends, you should go see the show for yourself, and it's worth the wait. We said our goodbyes to Andrew and Sheila, and went on our way.
We headed back to the Bellagio. On the way, Billy stopped off at a liquor store and came out with a big package. I asked what was inside, and he told me that I would find out later. We arrived at our hotel just as one of the water shows was about to begin. People stopped walking wherever they were. It was quite awesome, something that you have to see, lights going off and the water shooting up in the air. When it was finished, we went inside and Billy ran up to our room to put whatever he got from the liquor store into our refrigerator.
He came back down and we sat down at a blackjack table. Billy put some money on the table for the both of us, and we started to play. Billy knew what he was doing and I knew blackjack well, but it's different when you are sitting in the kitchen playing for fun with your family, and sitting in a high class casino at a $20 minimum table playing with your boyfriend's money. Billy started out really hot, winning his first 6 hands. I was even at the time. When I wasn't completely sure what to do, I would glance at Billy and he would either nod yes or no.
One of the great things about playing at the casinos is that you drink for free when you are gambling. When we got our first drink, I saw Billy tip the waitress a 10 spot. I asked him why he tipped her so well and he told me that if you don't tip well at the beginning, that it could take an hour to get your next order taken. He told her to keep the beer coming every 20 minutes. I later found out that he was right. She kept bringing our table drinks around every 20 minutes, but didn't even take the orders of the table next to us. The other table was pissed. After about an hour and a half, Billy was even and I was up $200. Billy decided that it was late -- around midnight -- and since we had a long day ahead of us that we should turn in. I was ready for action, but Billy knew Vegas, so up to our room we went.
We were in the room for about five minutes when there was a knock at the door. Billy said, "Who the heck could that be? Did you order room service?"
I gave him a look of, "no, not me". He opened the door, and in walked Andrew and Sheila. That brought a big smile on my face. Billy always has something planned, that's what I love about him. We started talking about nothing in particular -- the nice weather, how cool Vegas looked at night, stuff like that. Billy went to the fridge and broke out a bottle of champagne, filled up four glasses, handed them out, and toasted, "To new friendships."
We clinked glasses and drank up. We chatted for quite a while and finished the second bottle of champagne; everyone was pretty loose. Andrew took Sheila into a corner of the room; he was trying to see how she felt about fooling around with Billy and me. She looked pretty nervous about it, but must have given Andrew the okay. Billy walked over to Sheila and started giving her a nice passionate kiss. Andrew was standing there. I could see he was a little nervous too, so I walked over to him, took him by the hand, and sat him down on the bed.
I started kissing and licking his ear. I whispered to him, "Just relax and enjoy. You can do anything you want to me, and I mean anything. Use me as your love slave. Fuck me anywhere, as hard as you want, treat me like the cheap whore that I am."
That was all Andrew needed to hear. He had plenty of experience, being a football player and having women throw themselves at him because of his profession. He gently brought my face to his and started French kissing me, sticking his tongue deep into my mouth, tongues swirling around. He was a good kisser and had very strong hands. I took my top and skirt off, and helped him get undressed. I looked over at Billy. He had Sheila's top and bra off, and was licking her breasts and sucking on her nipples, his hands roaming all over her fine ass.
I pushed Andrew down on the bed and took his hard cock in my hand. It wasn't as long or thick as Billy's, maybe 7" long, but it was a nice looking cock. Not every guy has a nice looking cock. I hate uncircumcised cocks; I just don't like them. Some guys just have so-so looking cocks, but Andrew's was nice looking. It's hard to explain, but I'm sure the ladies reading this understand. It's something about the way they are shaped. I like a cock with a really big head.
I started stroking him, getting him nice and hard. I then teased his head with light licks around the head, teasing his pee hole. I looked up at Andrew's handsome athletic looking face; he had his hands behind his head and his eyes were closed. At that moment, he didn't have a care in the world. I looked at his body -- ohhh myyyyy, cut like a body builder, with very little hair on his chest. His legs were great too. I love guys with athletic legs, not steroid big, but muscular.
I glanced over at Billy. They were both naked now, and I couldn't see much of her body. She was sprawled out in a chair with her legs spread and Billy between her legs, eating her up with his magic tongue. No one eats pussy like a woman, sorry guys, but it's true. Get your girlfriend drunk some night and ask her. Mia, my girlfriend, is the greatest cunnilingist in the world... well, at least my world. But as guys go, Billy can hold his own. He makes me cum every time he eats me. By the way Sheila was moving her hands in his hair, pushing his head closer, I could tell Billy was having a positive effect on her. I loved watching Billy on his knees, his cute firm ass winking at me while he did his business.
I started to concentrate on Andrew's cock, licking his shaft on both sides, bobbing my head up and down. I then drew a nice long moan from him as I slowly took his whole shaft in my mouth, my nose at his pubic hair. I surprised him again when my tongue came out and licked his balls. I love being good at sex. I want every guy that I'm with to think that he was with the best, especially when it comes to cocksucking. I didn't want Andrew to cum just yet, so I slowly withdrew my mouth, sucking and licking his shaft on the way up. I then moved up on the bed, and placed my pussy just above his cock. I got the head of his cock just inside of me and slowly lowered my weight onto him. When I reached bottom, I grinded my hips into him, moving my ass in a circle. I then rose up, just the tip of his cock inside and, again, slowly moved down on top of him. I could tell by his moaning that this was driving him mad. When I rose back up again, he grabbed my hips and slammed me down on him. He lifted my hips back up and I started riding like a runaway filly. On my way down he would pull my hips down hard on him, my ass cheeks made slapping noises on his thighs.
I looked over at Billy and Sheila. She was bent over the chair and Billy was really drilling her, giving her a real rough ride. She was a real moaner, "Yessssss, give it to me. Ohhhhh godddddd yessssss, fuck me. Ohhhh please, fuck me harder." It sounded really cool hearing her say these things with her beautiful accent.
Andrew got my attention back, rolling me over on my back. He did that very well, his cock staying inside of me, and he didn't miss a beat, pounding away at my pussy with great force. I ran my hands over his strong arms, shoulders and chest, feeling his muscles working while he was fucking my brains out. Billy is in great shape, he has an awesome muscular body, but Andrew is younger and is a professional athlete; this man was a machine. I reached underneath him and ran my fingernails around his balls. This was driving him crazy, because he started to pump me even harder. His eyes were closed and he had a pleasured look on his face.
He announced, "Sinnndy, I'm gonna cum soon. Where do you want it?"
I told him to, "Fill my pussy. I want to feel your cum inside of me. Fill me baby."
I then took my hand away from his balls, placed a finger in my mouth, and stuck it in his ass. His eyes opened wide. I don't think anyone had ever done that to him and he started blasting a load deep inside of my pussy. He collapsed on top of me and started kissing me. We both looked over to the others and Sheila was sitting on Billy's lap, in the middle of a deep kiss.
Billy popped open the last bottle of champagne. We all sat there in our glory, checking each other's bodies out. Andrew and Sheila were now very relaxed. After some light conversation and laughter, I announced that it was time for Sheila to try something new. She looked at me with fear, remembering our earlier conversation. I told her to just relax, and that I would talk her through it. I told her to lie down on the bed. She looked beautiful laying there, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her round firm breasts with erect pointy nipples staring at me.
I crawled up to her and started kissing her. She opened her mouth and my tongue went inside, meeting her tongue, kissing her passionately like two lovers who hadn't seen each other for a long time. She was a great kisser and I take pride in my kissing ability. I moved my tongue away from her mouth, kissing and licking her ears, kissing and nibbling her ear lobes, darting my tongue in and out of her ears. I kissed my way down to her neck, and then lower to her beautiful breasts. Licking and squeezing them, sucking her pointy nipples and lightly nipping them with my teeth, which brought out a low moan. I then did the same to her other breast, this time biting a little harder, bringing out a louder moan, and a, "Yessssss, that feeeeeels gooooood." I licked and kissed my way down her body, licking her navel, which was another sensitive spot on her body. I then started the passage downward, glancing over to the boys who were sitting in the chairs, watching intently, stroking their cocks. I went past her pussy, lightly blowing onto it on the way down, licking the inside of her thighs, then to her kneecaps and the underside of her knees, down to her calves, then to her ankles. I then started licking the soles of her feet, licking her toes.
The guys were now standing by the bed; they couldn't take their eyes off of us. Their cocks erect as flagpoles, both men stroking their cocks. I popped her big toe in my mouth, bringing out another, "Ohhhhh yessssss." I sucked on it like a cock, sucking it and licking it. I then popped her other big toe in my mouth, tracing her toenail with my tongue. I then put all of her toes on her right foot into my mouth. She was really moaning out loud, and she had no idea what I would do next. I then licked my way back up her shapely legs. I lightly touched her pussy with my finger; her pussy was drenched, as was mine. I lightly traced the folds of her pussy with just the tip of my tongue; I could feel her shudder underneath me. I looked back at the guys for a second, smiling. I was surprised to see that Billy was stroking Andrew's cock and Andrew was doing the same to Billy.
The reason that I was shocked is that, while Billy is the most open person I have ever met, he is as homophobic as most men are. He has nothing against guys having sex with other guys, and he lets me fuck his ass with a strap-on every now and then, but when I ask him if he would ever suck a guy, fuck or be fucked by another guy, he always says, "NO WAY!" So, to see these two strong macho men stroking each other, well, it just shocked the hell out of me. Maybe they didn't completely realize what they were doing, they couldn't take their eyes off of us. Maybe it was just a natural reaction that felt good.
I let Sheila see what was happening. She just smiled, shook her head, and lay back down on the pillow. I started licking her pussy a little harder, slurping my tongue up and down her nice tasting pussy. She was neatly trimmed and, yes guys, the carpeting matched the drapes, if ya know what I mean (wink wink). At this point, I had completely avoided her clit, on purpose of course. I wanted her crazy for me.
I told her to turn over and get on her knees with her ass in the air. What a gorgeous ass she had -- small, round and firm, just perfect. I started in on her labia again, licking them and sucking on them, and then started to lick upwards. I spread her ass cheeks, revealing a cute small brown asshole winking at me. I took a sniff of her musky scent. I love the smell of a woman's asshole. I don't know why, but I get weak in the knees when I do. I started to lightly lick around her asshole, avoiding it with my tongue. I took two fingers and started to slowly fuck her pussy with them. When my tongue finally touched her asshole, she let out a long sigh, like all the air in her body was leaving her.
I started lapping and licking her musky hole, all the while alternating between fucking her pussy with my fingers and rubbing her clit with them. She was now moaning loudly and panting, bucking her ass upward into my face. On one of her upward motions, I buried my tongue into her asshole, sticking it in as far as it would go, making swirling motions. She was bucking wildly now; my fingers concentrating on her clit. I pulled my tongue out, her asshole was wide open and relaxed, and I put one finger in and then another. She stopped bucking and was moaning, "Yessssss, ohhhh yessssss." I let her get used to my fingers and told her to start playing with herself, and then started to fuck her ass with my fingers. She started bucking her hips again.
I pulled my fingers out of her and told her to get on her back, lying with her head at the foot of the bed. When she was positioned properly, I placed my legs around her head and lowered my pussy near her face. She tentatively started exploring my pussy with her tongue and, after a short while, figured out just what to do. She was a natural pussy eater, most women are. We know what we like to have done to us and do that to our lovers. Meanwhile, I had started my assault on her clit, finding the right rhythm. I find the best way to give oral sex to men and women is to lick, blow, kiss and suck everywhere, and when you get a strong reaction, stay there and keep doing it. She copied everything I did to her -- women are soooooo smart. She was really driving me over the edge and I was doing the same to her. She was moving around under me, as I was moving on top of her. I was fucking her pussy with my fingers and licking her clit up and down and then side to side. I was so close to cumming. I then took two fingers and slid them into her asshole, and she did the same to me. With my other hand, I gave the thumbs up to Billy who read my mind.
We both came at about the same time and, as we were both screaming out loud, "Ohhhh myyyyy godddd," in unison, Andrew stuck his cock in my ass and Billy eased the head of his cock in Sheila's virgin, but now ready ass. Billy must have told Andrew what to do, because he stuck his cock deep into my bowels and started fucking me hard, slapping my ass cheeks, and gripping my hips tight, slamming his cock hard and deep into me. Billy, knowing that Sheila was new to this, was taking it easy on her. He let her get used to the head of his cock, telling her to relax and to open up.
I could hear Sheila saying, "Yessss, stick more of your wonderful cock in my ass. Please, give it to me."
Andrew was still pumping me hard while slapping my ass; he was a great lay. Sheila and I started to eat each other's pussy again; she was an instant expert. Billy had his whole cock inside her, balls deep. He was leaving it in there so she could get used to it. I'm sure it hurt because of Billy's thickness, but Sheila started moaning, "Fuck me. Fuck my virgin ass. Give it to me, Billy, pleasssssse." Billy always listens to his women, so he started to give it to her hard and, by the way she was moaning, we had just created another anal whore like myself. Her sex life would never be the same, it would only get better.
We were both moaning loud and eating each other nicely. We were ready to cum together again. I said to Billy, "Now!" Billy looked at Andrew. He seemed to understand and, within one minute of each other, Sheila and I brought each other to a smashing orgasm, and Billy and Andrew filled our asses with cum. The boys pulled their cocks out of our asses and I took Billy's into my mouth, and Andrew placed his cock in Sheila's mouth, and we cleaned our men up.
We all lay in bed together, Sheila and I facing each other, and our men lying behind us. I was stroking her hair and kissing her, while the men had glasses of bubbly in their hands, sharing them with us.
I said, "There's one more thing that we have to do."
"What's that?" Andrew asked.
"You will find out soon," I replied.
Sheila knew what I was talking about, and just smiled.
When the boys looked like they might be ready for another go, I sucked Andrew's cock and Sheila got Billy ready. When they were both hard as rocks, I told Billy to lie on the bed and then had Sheila mount him. I got behind Sheila and started licking her asshole, sticking my tongue in and out.
When I felt she was ready, I said to Andrew, "Go get her, tiger, her rectum awaits you."
I could tell that he was excited. I'm sure he tried to have anal sex with her before, but was shot down. He eased the head of his cock into her ass -- it went in with a pop -- and both Sheila and Andrew let out a low moan of pleasure. Like a pro, Sheila pushed her ass backwards, forcing Andrew all the way inside.
Both men started to fuck her and finally found a nice rhythm, working in tandem, pulling out and slamming it back home at the same time. I had to get involved somehow, so I alternately licked the guys' balls and cocks while they fucked her. It was a hot scene, and Sheila was screaming now. I would have hated to have the room next to ours. Actually, I wouldn't have hated it. I would have knocked on the door and joined my neighbors, but that's me. Those of you who have read my other sexcapades understand.
They were really blasting her now. She was screaming obscenities and words I didn't know existed. Andrew was the first to cum, filling her asshole with his sperm. When he was done, I pulled his cock out of her ass and sucked on it hard, licking it clean. Billy was jackhammering upward and then yelled out that he was cumming. He started shooting his load up inside Sheila's pussy, and I started licking his cock and her pussy at the same time, waiting for his cum to ooze out of her. I was rewarded quickly, licking and lapping the wonderful combination of both of their juices. It was yummmmmy.
We all laid down on the bed again, all of us spent. It was now 4 in the morning and Billy had plans for us at noon. Andrew and Sheila got up and got dressed. We made plans to get together on Sunday morning. Billy had strict plans for all day Friday and Saturday, so the next time we could possibly get together would be for brunch on Sunday. We kissed each other goodbye. I gave Sheila's ass one final squeeze, and they left for their room.
We then took off the top sheet on the bed; it was drenched with all kinds of love juice. We lay in bed together, and I asked Billy if he realized that he and Andrew were stroking each other's cock. He looked at me with an "I can't believe you saw that grin".
"It just happened. I have no idea, and no remorse, just don't ask me to suck a guy off. It ain't gonna happen."
We then cuddled, my head resting on his shoulder, and fell asleep within two minutes.
THE END (not yet) go to Chapter 2
