What Happens In Vegas - Sex Stories

What Happens In Vegas

... "How about we go up to your place and you can show me in private." he suggested. "No, I'm not doing that. I'm married. It wouldn't be right." she responded weakly. The disappointment was obvious on his face. As he struggled to squeeze his erection back into his shorts, D smiled at the task in hand. "Don't forget to ask your old man if you can play." Leo suggested as he got to his feet. He looked down at D and grinned, "You've got a beautiful body, and I'd sure like to fuck you the way you deserve. I won't hassle you anymore, but if you want to play just give me the word." D watched Leo walk away as her heart was pounded with excitement. She realized how wet her pussy was and squeezed her thighs together tightly sending a flurry of tingles through her. Picking up her things, she retired back to the unit and removed her swim suit. Lying on the bed, she took her largest toy out of the suitcase and lay on the bed. Fantasizing about Leo, she worked the dildo deep into her pussy until she came to a shuddering climax. I eventually arrived back at the resort to find D on the small veranda reading a book. She smiled at me and stretched her arms high in the air as she yawned. "Have fun?" she asked. "Absolutely. How about you, what have you been up to?" "Well, I got propositioned by Leo if you must know." "WHAT?" I asked. D placed her book on her stomach and then gave me a blow by blow account of what happened. She told me about her “play time” and her fantasy with the big toy. D ...

... admitted she didn't exactly discourage him and, I found myself thinking my wife might finally take the final step to cuckolding me. According to her, it was all just a bit of harmless flirting. Later that night, we lay side by side after I pleased her orally and she masturbated my semi-erect member to orgasm. My mind drifted back to Leo, and I wanted to know what D was thinking about him. "Would you like to do it with Leo?" I asked. "Yeah, probably." she answered after a few seconds. "If I weren’t married I'd be tempted. He's real sexy, and it's the naughtiness of it all, you know, a young man and all that." "And what about his big dick?" D chuckled, "I dunno, it's pretty damn big. I'm not sure I could handle it inside me, I mean I haven’t had a real cock inside me for so long. And you know my pussy has always been tight." I laughed as the tightness of her pussy was a standard joke between us. "So, do you think you'd like a big dick?" I asked. D turned towards me and cuddled in, "Dunno, I'd probably give it a go under the right circumstances." "You know how I feel about it, right?" D lifted her head onto her hand and looked into my eyes, "What do you mean?" "Well, if you really want to, I want you to fuck him?" "Don’t be silly." she replied and cuddled into me. "You can if you want." I suggested a few seconds later. "Don't tempt me. I might just take you up on it." We lay in silence for a while. "What would you do?" she asked. "Would you go for a walk somewhere while we did it, or ...