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22/11/2014
Married for 10 years , I am 37 and my my husband is 48 . we do not have any kids, He is my second husband, My first husband cheated on me and it was the reason why we got divorced or, maybe it was what opened our eyes to see that we should not be together , I was 23 back than , and I took it very hard, . fast forward to today
My friends and myself went on a trip to Las Vegas , it was a trip to celebrate of one the couples getting married,
We all took 10 days off , and went to see them get married , are a very close group , so even though it was not cheap , we all treated it as our vacation and had a lot of fun
The couple got married three days after we all got there , on the weekend, that left us like 4 days to have fun on our own,
We all took a day the was just guys and just girls, . The guys rented motorcycles and went off riding to the Grand Canyon and the desert. All of them . Us being girls we of course could not decide on one thing. So we split up in groups.
Myself and one other girl took a helicopter ride over the grand canyon and to see all the sites from the sky.
Our pilot was this young guy who looked like a model from GQ . he was tall, handsome, very well spoken, and a pilot.
During our 4 hour tour we got talking and he told us that he is also a bartender at one of bars in old town. We both must have been drooling over him , and he played to that , At the end of our tour he handed me his card and told me that if I wanted to see the real Vegas. I can call him anytime after 2am and he would be glad to show us around or if I wanted to see him without my friend he would love to be my personal escort around town , at no charge at all
We went back to the hotel. went out to dinner all the girls that is. We all got calls from they guys that they decided to ride to the California coast , and since it was going to be dark soon they would rather not ride back since it was a 4 hour or longer ride back.
( Fine with all of us girls we had a night and not guys )
We saw a show , went out for drinks, and sitting in hotel bar my friend that took the helicopter tour starts telling all the other about how the pilot liked me and wanted to show me the real Vegas, about one hour of the , I under duress from my friends call him and tell him that my friends want to meet him , if he wants to .
Robert ( that is his name ) says he will meet me in two hours , well two hours was way too long for all my friends to hang around , some got drunk enough and decided to go sleep in their rooms. Two other girls wanted to see another casino and did not wait for my Pilot
Only one girl and myself waited for him to show . We had a few drinks and during the conversation somehow we talked about what happens behind the scenes in Vegas , Robert said that he would show us a few places not open to the pubic. We both loved the idea .
He call his friend who runs a limo service , takes us to a underground fetish bar called Lower Level
In the limo thinking back I knew that I was attracted to him , and the last thing I needed is to be alone with him.
But this just what happened , my girlfriend that was with me gets sick and asked us to walk to her hotel room. The limo waited while Robert and myself we get her in her room safe.
I knew at that point . that the smart thing was to make my way to my own room and say good night .
Call it being drunk , blame it on Vegas. or on the fact that my husband is spending the night in San Diego.
I did not do the smart thing,
Robert and I go to see what the Lower Level club has to offer,
Wow was that place something I have only seen in a movie or read about in some fetish story .
Every body dressed up in very reviling attire. I mean there was a lot to see, We got ourselves a table for two. a couple of drinks later , a slow song comes on ,
As we are dancing I can feel Robert making his move, his hands slide down and feel up my ass, I bring him closer to me now he can feel my breasts pushed up against him, he kisses my neck and asks if I want to take him back to my room or should if I want to have some real kinky fun , he explains that this place has private rooms, I am sure that I wanted him , and that the last thing I need is to run into one of my friends in the hall way as I am walking to my room with him.
As soon as the elevator door closed we did not hold back anymore, his hands all over me, kissing my neck,
I am not even sure if the door closed all the way when we got to the room
I was down on my knees sucking his hard cock. his strong hands on top of my head , I reached up and guided his hands on the sides of my head , he go the hint , grabbed a fist full of hair in each hand and fucked my mouth,
I remember looking into the mirror , being down on my hands and knees with Robert fucking me dogie style from behind , I was looking in that mirror thinking this was like watching a porn flick
At 6 am I wake up in bed , looked over and Robert is sleeping , I checked my phone and there was a message form my husband that they are about to leave the coast to head back
Robert looked at me and asked if I was okay , I smiled and said " Yes plenty of time "
I did not wait for him to figure it out , climbed over top of him, and lowered myself onto his hard shaft
Later that night , when I was in bed with my husband , I was thinking of Robert and how maybe I should talk to the girl so maybe we can make this an annual trip
Anna K.
My friends and myself went on a trip to Las Vegas , it was a trip to celebrate of one the couples getting married,
We all took 10 days off , and went to see them get married , are a very close group , so even though it was not cheap , we all treated it as our vacation and had a lot of fun
The couple got married three days after we all got there , on the weekend, that left us like 4 days to have fun on our own,
We all took a day the was just guys and just girls, . The guys rented motorcycles and went off riding to the Grand Canyon and the desert. All of them . Us being girls we of course could not decide on one thing. So we split up in groups.
Myself and one other girl took a helicopter ride over the grand canyon and to see all the sites from the sky.
Our pilot was this young guy who looked like a model from GQ . he was tall, handsome, very well spoken, and a pilot.
During our 4 hour tour we got talking and he told us that he is also a bartender at one of bars in old town. We both must have been drooling over him , and he played to that , At the end of our tour he handed me his card and told me that if I wanted to see the real Vegas. I can call him anytime after 2am and he would be glad to show us around or if I wanted to see him without my friend he would love to be my personal escort around town , at no charge at all
We went back to the hotel. went out to dinner all the girls that is. We all got calls from they guys that they decided to ride to the California coast , and since it was going to be dark soon they would rather not ride back since it was a 4 hour or longer ride back.
( Fine with all of us girls we had a night and not guys )
We saw a show , went out for drinks, and sitting in hotel bar my friend that took the helicopter tour starts telling all the other about how the pilot liked me and wanted to show me the real Vegas, about one hour of the , I under duress from my friends call him and tell him that my friends want to meet him , if he wants to .
Robert ( that is his name ) says he will meet me in two hours , well two hours was way too long for all my friends to hang around , some got drunk enough and decided to go sleep in their rooms. Two other girls wanted to see another casino and did not wait for my Pilot
Only one girl and myself waited for him to show . We had a few drinks and during the conversation somehow we talked about what happens behind the scenes in Vegas , Robert said that he would show us a few places not open to the pubic. We both loved the idea .
He call his friend who runs a limo service , takes us to a underground fetish bar called Lower Level
In the limo thinking back I knew that I was attracted to him , and the last thing I needed is to be alone with him.
But this just what happened , my girlfriend that was with me gets sick and asked us to walk to her hotel room. The limo waited while Robert and myself we get her in her room safe.
I knew at that point . that the smart thing was to make my way to my own room and say good night .
Call it being drunk , blame it on Vegas. or on the fact that my husband is spending the night in San Diego.
I did not do the smart thing,
Robert and I go to see what the Lower Level club has to offer,
Wow was that place something I have only seen in a movie or read about in some fetish story .
Every body dressed up in very reviling attire. I mean there was a lot to see, We got ourselves a table for two. a couple of drinks later , a slow song comes on ,
As we are dancing I can feel Robert making his move, his hands slide down and feel up my ass, I bring him closer to me now he can feel my breasts pushed up against him, he kisses my neck and asks if I want to take him back to my room or should if I want to have some real kinky fun , he explains that this place has private rooms, I am sure that I wanted him , and that the last thing I need is to run into one of my friends in the hall way as I am walking to my room with him.
As soon as the elevator door closed we did not hold back anymore, his hands all over me, kissing my neck,
I am not even sure if the door closed all the way when we got to the room
I was down on my knees sucking his hard cock. his strong hands on top of my head , I reached up and guided his hands on the sides of my head , he go the hint , grabbed a fist full of hair in each hand and fucked my mouth,
I remember looking into the mirror , being down on my hands and knees with Robert fucking me dogie style from behind , I was looking in that mirror thinking this was like watching a porn flick
At 6 am I wake up in bed , looked over and Robert is sleeping , I checked my phone and there was a message form my husband that they are about to leave the coast to head back
Robert looked at me and asked if I was okay , I smiled and said " Yes plenty of time "
I did not wait for him to figure it out , climbed over top of him, and lowered myself onto his hard shaft
Later that night , when I was in bed with my husband , I was thinking of Robert and how maybe I should talk to the girl so maybe we can make this an annual trip
Anna K.
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