What Happens In Vegas - Sex Stories

What Happens In Vegas

... would you stay and watch?" "Dunno. What would you want me to do, would you want me to stay and watch?" "Mmmm, probably stay and watch I think. Then maybe join in at the end if you can get hard enough. I've never had a threesome or such big cock, might as well kill two birds with one stone while I'm at it. Anyway, I'm tired and want to go to sl**p. Let's talk about it in the morning." We rose early the next morning and walked around the resort for a bit of exercise before it became too hot. Last night’s subject wasn't mentioned as we were both a little unsure of ourselves. D was wearing a bikini top and a pair of skimpy shorts showing off her nice body. My eyes focused on her shapely legs, and I pictured her spreading them wide for Leo. How would I feel about Leo sliding his dick between my wife’s beautiful pussy lips? What would it be like to watch her wrap her legs around him grip him tightly. D loved to kiss while making love. Could I watch her kissing his handsome face. When she wasn't kissing him, she would be making her loving sounds, the little moans and coos and the deep sighs of pleasure. How would it feel, I asked myself? I felt myself begin to harden and shame fluttered through brain, I punished myself by plunging deep into the cool water. Later that morning we sat on the deck outside our unit with a fresh fruit breakfast. We were both a little nervous as it was obvious what was on our minds. "Are you thinking about Leo?" she asked with a slight tremor in her voice. ...

... "Sort of." I lied not wanting to fully confess to my thoughts. "Me too. Well, shall I do it?" she asked. "What do you think?" D toyed with the fruit in the bowl with her spoon, "I'm getting used to the idea, and excited too. The good thing is that I'd never see him again, it's not like I'll run into him in the supermarket in a few weeks time or anything. And you know; it'll be like acting out one of my fantasies. But there's a downside too." "It would be exciting for me too, just sit back and watch you have fun with someone else. I must have a voyeuristic streak in me I didn't know about." D laughed, "You do like watching porn. But then, so do I. Maybe you could do it with him and I could watch." I spat a piece of strawberry across the table in mock horror, and we both laughed. "So shall I?" D asked taking my hand in hers. I looked over and smiled, "It's up to you." "I'll think about it." "Don't wait too long, we've only got three nights left before we head home." I reminded her. We distracted ourselves by being real tourists going shopping for the day, D seemed a bit more affectionate and wanted to hold my hand all the time which was quite nice. When we returned we lay in the hot afternoon sun and swam to cool down. It was late when we finally arrived back in the unit. D stepped close and took my hands in hers; she smiled up at me and gave me a peck. "I've decided to do it." she whispered. "I was thinking we could bring him back here later. What do you think?" I kissed her, ...