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At baggage claim, a uniformed woman was holding a sign with the name ‘Summer party’ written on it. “That’s us,” I said. She asked for our baggage stubs and handed them to a porter. After all our baggage was retrieved, she led us outside to a stretch limo. The limo driver had the trunk open and the porter stowed all our baggage. Derek tipped him well. “Tony will take you to your hotel, have a great holiday here in Las Vegas,” she said and then she walked away. We climbed into the limo and I noticed that Chelsea was not letting me anywhere near Derek. “What the fuck, is she taking him over?” I thought. “She is becoming very possessive of him. Oh well, just this weekend.” When we arrived at the hotel, Derek went to the check-in desk while we stayed with our baggage. A bellboy came with his cart, loaded the bags and said, “Please come with me, I’ll show you to your suite.” The bellboy opened the door and ushered us into a very glamorous room. I didn’t believe all the mirrors that were there. The room was finished in black with some white thrown in. There was a large sexy mural of some chick pulling her panties down. I looked at my key card cover and it said, ‘Swinger Mega Suite’; how did Julie, my travel agent, know this was just what I wanted? The bellboy placed our baggage and turned to leave, Derek again tipping very well. “Sir, if you need anything and I mean anything, call me with your request. Thank you very much.” He closed the door and left. “I need to shower and freshen up for dinner,” I said, “Who wants to join me?” “Me!” they all said almost in unison. Chelsea was already stripping and the rest of us followed her lead. The shower was large enough for two people to fit into with ease. There also was a tiled bench to sit on. “Curtis, shall we wait until Derek and Chelsea shower before we do?” I asked. “There is a glass wall and we can watch them.” “Sure, this may turn out to be a lot of fun.” Derek and Chelsea were already turning on the water to the dual rain shower heads. Derek’s cock was semi-hard and she had not even touched him. Chelsea pushed him under the shower head and soaped him up good. She paid special attention to his cock and had him at full erection in seconds. Derek rinsed off and turned his attention to Chelsea. After getting her wet, he soaped her from head to foot. His hands were busy rubbing the bubbles into her neck and shoulders. He turned her around and rubbed his hands over and around her breasts. Chelsea had her head tilted backward and was enjoying her time with him. He slowly washed her belly and then he squatted and washed both her lower legs. He slipped the wash cloth up her thigh, purposely bypassing her pussy and washed her other thigh. Chelsea was now looking down at him as he moved to wash her pussy. He dropped the cloth and just used his hands, rubbing her cunt as he spread her pussy lips and rubbed more soap foam around her clit. I knew what he had in mind; he was going to eat her out in the shower. He pushed her under the rain head and rinsed all the soap from her, making sure no soap was in her crotch area. With the shower hitting her body, he went back to his knees and licked her thighs, as he worked his tongue around her crotch, she spread her legs enough for him to lick her labia. His next move was to her clit. His lips were sealed to her and I knew he was sucking and twirling his tongue around her clit. Chelsea grabbed the back of his head and held his face gaziantep escort hard against her. She started shaking, I knew she was cumming and cumming hard. Derek sure know how to eat pussy! After she came down from her orgasm, she pushed him away and knelt down and kissed him hard. How those two acted in the shower told me this weekend was going to be a great one. I was happy that Derek was going to have his fantasy. She was a pretty and hot black woman. I better watch them two. Chelsea turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her, she then did the same to Derek. As they came out into the room, Curtis and I started to clap. They bowed and headed for the couch where Curtis and I were setting. “We enjoyed the show!” I exclaimed. “Good show, good show.” “Your turn,” Chelsea said. Curtis and I went into the shower and turned on the water. The rain nozzle felt like I was outside in the rain. After we were all wet, Curtis proceeded to soap me down from head to foot and I did the same to him. Since we already had fucked each other numerous times, we went right to the heart of things. I was already very wet because my husband was sitting not ten feet from me and he would be seeing this big black cock penetrating my white cunt for the first time. I noticed that Curtis was dripping pre-cum from the end of his cock. For Curtis to be so turned on set my pussy to dripping also. I turned slightly so Derek and Chelsea could see my pussy when I bent over. I placed my hands on the tiled bench. I was now in position to fuck Curtis. “Come Curtis, fuck me and let my husband know that you can bury that big hot cock in me all the way.” Curtis moved towards me and lined his cock up with my pussy. He waved Derek and Chelsea to come closer. Now they were only outside the glass shower wall, not two feet from where his cock and my pussy were. Curtis slowly rubbed his dick head up and down my slit, spreading my lubrication and his pre-cum on his cock head. He pressed his cock at my vaginal opening and slowly pushed forward. As my pussy lips spread over his cock head, I glanced back and saw the both of them looking closely at his cock entering me. Derek had a hold of his cock and was slowly jacking himself. Chelsea put her hand on his cock and moved his hand away so she could jack him. She also kissed his cheek and had her other arm around him. Curtis now was having to push harder; my pussy was not as loose as it was before. The head of his cock was now inside my cunt and he started his fucking motion. Every time he pushed in, he would sink another inch or so into me. He kept fucking me until his cock was about half way in. That meant he still had another five inches to go. I started to move my ass in time with his motion and soon his balls were hitting my clit. I looked at Derek and his eyes showed his surprise that I could take all that cock into me. Chelsea was now jacking his cock harder and I could see that Derek was not that far away from a climax. Seeing the sex taking place outside the shower and feeling the sex inside the shower set me off. My ass now went into overdrive, I was trying to tear Curtis’ cock off his body. My pussy was moving forward, backward, up and down, sideways; my cunt was afire with lust for the black cock in my cunt. I just wanted raw fucking now. All I thought of was the cock in my cunt and how it made me feel. I was the total whore and slut that I could be. If twenty men were lined up to fuck me, I would, no questions asked; I was that horny. I was building for an orgasm and so was Curtis. I forced myself to breathe, I didn’t want to pass out in the shower. My cunt walls were aflame from the pounding of Curtis’ glans. “OH god,” I yelled, “Fuck me deep, fuck me hard, I’m cumming.” Stars flashed through my skull and my climax went to new heights, knowing my husband was watching with lust in his eyes. I saw that Chelsea was sucking Derek’s cock now and she was doing a good job of deep throating him. Her throat muscles were working his cock and then his eyes turned up into his head and he came. Chelsea pulled back so she could swallow all his cum and she didn’t let one drop spill. Just seeing that set me off into many orgasms. Curtis was fucking me as fast as his ass could move, back and forth, eleven inches of big black cock slamming into my wet hot white cunt. I could envision just what the two of us looked like. “Oh Jess,” Curtis cried out, “I’m cumming, you are a hot bitch, you are my fucking whore, my slut, my cunt.” Loads of cum shot deep into my cunt. I squirmed my ass around, not letting an inch of his cock pull from deep within me. I needed his hot prick buried to the hilt to satisfy my pent up animal instinct. I wanted to breed with this man even though I knew I couldn’t produce a child. Curtis had his hands on my waist pulling me back onto his cock and he wasn’t letting go. He wasn’t going soft either, so I knew he would be cumming again in a very short time. Without moving a muscle, he shot another load deep into me. He suddenly pulled out and ropes of cum shot up on my back. “Damn you sure know how to fuck me,” I said. I’ve never had a man shoot twice like that.” “It’s not me Jess; it’s you and that fabulous cunt you possess. Hopefully I will be able to have more fucking with you after this weekend.” “We will see, if Derek is satisfied with Chelsea and wants to fuck her after this weekend, I’m sure you and I will fuck again.” I retrieved two towels, as we dried ourselves off Derek and Chelsea opened the shower door. “Bravo, bravo,” they said in unison. Derek said, “That was so hot. Seeing you both enjoy your fucking of each other, I want this weekend to be filled with nothing but sex between you two. Chelsea will keep my dick warm in her hot tight cunt. So when you feel like fucking, fuck your hearts out. I plan to fuck her, hard and often. I put my arms around Derek and kissed him, “Thanks honey, did you enjoy seeing me getting fucked by his black cock?” “Yes I did, I didn’t know for sure how I would feel but I now know that it’s okay. How do you feel about Chelsea and me?” “You can fuck her as often as you want. I feel no jealousy because at the end of the day, our love is strong and our marriage is just as strong.” “How about something to eat? I’m starved,” Chelsea said. I chimed in, “So am I, how about you guys?” “Steak, just a nice, thick, juicy, medium rare steak,” Derek said. “I’m up for some rare red meat also,” said Curtis. “Curtis, stop talking about my pussy like that!” I said. They all chuckled at that. “Dress up time,” I said. Chelsea watched what I laid out for the evening. My black dress was short and the front was low cut. I put on my garter belt and pulled on my white seamed stockings. I slipped my dress over my head and after adjusting it, I looked in the mirror. My breasts were still carried high and my nipples, being hard, pushed out and made themselves known to others. I do think I looked slutty enough for tonight. The men wore nice slacks and a matching long sleeve shirt. Very handsome and appropriate. Chelsea on the other hand went ‘total slut’. You could see her areolas and if she leaned forward her complete breast was exposed. The hem of her skirt barely covered her stocking tops, in fact you could see the fancy garter clips. No panties either. I hoped Derek and Curtis would not be having to defend her from pickup creeps. I’m sure we would go clubbing after we ate. We walked to the hotel restaurant because the bellboy had told us the food was excellent. After being seated the waiter took our drink orders. While we waited, we talked about our flight here and how nice it was to be pampered by those who took care of our transportation. I could get used to this and now that we could afford it I would want it once in awhile, mainly on vacations. Our drinks arrived and the waiter took our food orders. I ordered fillet of sole, Chelsea ordered the grilled halibut, Derek ordered a Porterhouse, medium rare, and Curtis ordered a prime rib, rare. Our dinner went well; the food was great. After paying the bill, Derek suggested we take a walk and see what the neighborhood is like and if there might be a club or two close. “Look,” I said. “The Hard Rock Cafe is right across the street and there is a bar here at the hotel also.” Curtis suggested we have a drink at the hotel bar and proceed from there. Derek went to see the bellboy and get some suggestions from him on where the hot spots are. Derek returned and said, “We should start out at the club Body English at the Hard Rock Hotel. The club opens early and lasts all night.” “Sounds good to me,” I said. We walked over to the club and after Derek greased the bouncer’s palm, he personally escorted us into the club and led us to a table. “How much did you give him?” I asked Derek. “Five hundred,” said Derek. It wasn’t long before the bouncer returned with a bottle of single malt Scotch and four shot glasses. A waiter brought full water glasses. “Have a great evening,” the bouncer said. He then walked away. The waiter said, “I’ll helicopter your table. If you need anything, I’ll be right by.” “Thanks,” Derek said. The DJ was laying down some great tracks and the mix was tops. Chelsea was the first to get up and she grabbed my hand and led the two of us to the dance floor. As we danced, she became more suggestive and to not be outdone, I did also. Soon there were couples surrounding us, rooting us on. Chelsea was in her element and turned the sex on. She was rubbing her cunt up against mine and was feeling me up the same time. Soon I was returning the favor. I pushed her away slightly and my hand was rubbing her cunt. She was wet and she was smiling at me. I put my other hand behind her head and gave her a wet French kiss. Our tongues were playing twister in each other’s mouths. My pussy was very wet now. Chelsea slipped a finger into my pussy, but when the couples around us started hooting and clapping, she suddenly stopped. We then finished our dance and headed back to the table. “What was going on out there?” Curtis asked. “You two were surrounded and we couldn’t see. We heard the hooting and clapping, must have been something dirty.” “No,” I said, “We just French kissed and I think that set them off.” “Two hot women, dirty dancing and kissing, that has set me off too,” Derek said. Derek took hold of my hand and kissed me, then he kissed my hand. “I know where that hand has been,” he said.
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