Author: Willy Tamarack
Title: It Happened in 'Vegas !
Part: 1 of 1
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Summary:
Keywords: (MF M+F wife oral)
Language: English


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!!!!! ATTENTION !!!!!

Before we get going here, a couple of notes. The following is a sex
story. A stroke story. A porno story. The content is unsuitable for youngsters and some adults may find it objectionable. I've ensured my
material is properly coded and registered. Adults, who have custodial responsibility for young minds, must ensure this smut doesn't fall into
their children's hands. To charge the government with that responsibility
is insane. Don't get me started.

This story is total fantasy. It is fiction. Made up shit. Hugh and
Holly Harwood spend a weekend in Las Vegas and have a great time ! It's
when you're least expecting it that shit often happens...At least that's
the way it seems to me...All of us have the opportunity to take multiple chances in life...And remember, it's always our choice that reaps the
rewards or the bitter taste of defeat...Our choice. Choose carefully !

And while the plot and subplots of the following tale stem from the author's fertile imagination; the characters...Well, the characters are
also total fantasy. They don't exist, never have and never will. Any
public figures mentioned are for back ground and time line purposes only.

Remember now...Sex should be fun ! As always e-mail your comments to
the usual.

It Happened in 'Vegas !

(MF M+F wife oral)

by

Willy Tamarack

With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

A Las Vegas Strip Hotel Room

2012

Janet Goldstein looked at herself in the mirror one more time. The man named Chuck was on the way up. He would be right on time. She had an
hour. Another look in the mirror. Her breasts felt heavy and hung down on
her ribcage without the support of her bra. She pulled the tie at her
waist one more time, cinching the robe tighter around her body.

Her friend recommended she come to Las Vegas and have a good time. Her friend also told her that if she was interested in a man she should call
this number and request Chuck. And now Chuck is on the way up.

"Knock...Knock...Knock..." Janet turned away from the mirror and rushed
to the door. She looked out the peep hole. It was Chuck. She'd seen his picture on the web site after she called the number. Janet opened the door
and stepped back towards the bed.

Chuck Lancer moved into the room, closing and locking the door behind
him. He followed her into the room, checking that the bathroom was empty
on the way. "And what's your name, pretty lady ?"

"Janet..." She struggled to get it out. He smiled at her. She had big tits. About fifty-five or so with dyed dark hair, shoulder length. Well
to do by the looks of the room. She was just wearing a robe and Chuck
figured she was naked underneath. He moved toward her. His hands went to
her breasts. They were heavy. She was blushing.

"You've got nice tits, Janet. You gonna let me see them ?" He stepped
away from her and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Janet folded her arms under her breasts. Her nipples were visible
through the robe, bumps in the terry cloth. He was staring at them. He
threw his shirt over by the bathroom.

"Come on, Janet. Get naked, baby. I want to see you naked."

Janet slowly untied the sash to the robe and opened it.

"Take it off, baby." Janet pulled the robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Chuck stared at her for just a moment before moving
toward her and taking her breasts into his hands. They were impressive,
large melons of breast meat with very large, tan areolae. He twisted her nipples. They were hard and knarly. Her belly was a moderate roll of
flesh with a deep belly button and very white like her breasts. He let a
hand slide down her belly toward the triangle of bushy, dark brown curls at
her crotch.

His cock was growing down the leg of his jeans. He loved fucking older women. It just so turned him on, getting them so out of control. His hand
was in her pubic hair, fingers digging for her cunt lips. They were fat swollen with lust. He ran a finger up and down the cleft of her vagina.
She was moist, wet and soon greasy as he slid a finger into her cunt.
Janet moaned. Chuck forced his finger deeper. She moaned again. His
boner was becoming quite hard.

"Get on the bed, Janet. Sit that pretty, little ass right on the edge
and Chuck is going to take you to the promised land, honey." Janet backed
up right to the edge of the bed and jumped up on to it. Her breasts
bounced up and down several times before they became still. Chuck grabbed
a pillow and dropped it on to the floor.

"Spread your legs, Janet." Janet obeyed and Chuck dropped to his knees between her spread legs. Her lips were quite visible in the tangle of
dark, curly hair growing all over her crotch. Chuck spread them with his fingers and immediately went to work on her clit, a nice slug of meat
hidden by her cunt lips. One flick of his tongue and her ass came off the
edge of the bed.

"Oooohhhhhh ! Migod ! Yes ! Pleeease !" Janet screamed out. Chuck started eating.....

.....Janet was on her back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. She had
a hand behind each of her knees, pulling her knees back into her chest and squishing her tits against her thighs. His cock was all the way in her.
He had his hands on her feet and was just sawing in and out of her. She'd never had such a fat cock in her and so long.

"You like it. Don't you ?" He whispered as he slid his cock in and out
of her. She was nodding her head up and down. "No. Tell me, Janet. You
like to fuck." He increased the cadence of his fucking. She was breathing rapidly. She was going to cum again. She tensed up. He could feel her
fat cunt squeeze his cock. He buried it in her, digging it deep, pumping.

"Yes...Yes...Yes...I...I like to fuck !" It was a strained whisper. "Oh
! God...I'mmm cuming !"

Chuck started fucking her like a machine. She was screaming and making quite a racket as he power fucked her. He pulled out and rolled her over.
He yanked her to her knees and entered her from behind. One thrust and she
was full. He started fucking and she immediately started screaming out.
Her tits were swinging back and forth as Chuck pummeled her fat, white
behind.

He finally pushed her face into a pillow and doubled his effort until
he'd fucked her on to her belly, still assaulting her ass. It was over
minutes later. His vision narrowing down to almost nothing as he pumped
load after load of hot cum into her belly. The wet spot on the bed was growing; he could feel it on his balls. She was done. He pulled out of
her and made his way to the shower. Ten minutes later he was in the
elevator and on the way to a bar.

Chuck Lancer checked for messages on his phone. Looks like he was a
free man for the rest of the evening. That was fine with Lance. He put
his phone back into his back pocket and exited the elevator.

A Las Vegas Strip Casino Floor

The bar was off to the right through a forest of slot machines. He
noticed the empty seat next to her right away. She was very blonde with
her hair cut short, neck length. About forty or so. Short, wearing jeans
with one inch healed sandals and a long sleave white blouse. She was
killing her drink. Chuck slid right up to the seat and leaned toward her.

"Is this seat taken, miss ?" He whispered. She had a surprised look on
her face when she turned to face him.

"No...No...Go ahead...Sit down." Holly Harwood whispered back. "What
are we whispering for ?" The sounds of the casino were a very loud backdrop
to their conversation. Chuck laughed.

"Stoner behavior." They both laughed. "Chuck Lancer. Local boy. Work
in the adult entertainment industry."

"Holly Harwood. Up here from SoCal with my husband for the weekend."
Chuck wanted to fuck her already. She was still cute with a very nice
compact, little body. He'd love to have the husband watch while he drilled
the mrs. He looked around as they chatted about the drive from here to
Laguna Beach. They ordered another round. Chuck couldn't find an over interested male in the vicinity. Thoughts of taking her up to their room
and fucking her crossed his mind.

But first he wanted to go out to his car and take a couple of more hits
of this new "Buffalo Green" weed. He smoked a bowl before he went upstairs earlier. His scheduler turned him on to the stuff last night. It made him horny. Chuck leaned toward Holly and whispered. "You want to come out to
my car and smoke some very good weed ?"

Hugh Harwood approached the bar through the forest of slot machines.
He'd been playing black jack on the other side of the casino floor. He
spied his wife talking with a much younger guy. Good looking, too ! They
were laughing together. Hugh considered himself a lucky guy. His
forty-two year old wife still looked hot.

On a whim, he sat at a machine and fed in his room key. He started
playing and watching his wife with her new friend. He wondered if the guy
was thinking of fucking Holly ? The thought was strangly exciting. They
had been married twenty years and were celebrating with a weekend in
'Vegas. Their two sons were old enough to take care of themselves and trustworthy enough to leave alone back in Laguna Beach.

Holly was looking around, like she was searching for someone. Maybe she was going to run up to the room for a quick fuck with her young boy friend
? Hugh was excited by the thought again. He stepped into full view and
Holly found him almost immediately. She waved. Hugh waved back and
started toward them.

"Okay if my husband comes ?" Holly asked.

Although Chuck was less than pleased that the husband just popped up, he told her. "Sure, Holly." Then wondered if the husband had been watching ? Descent looking guy in his mid-forties. About his size but heavier. Chuck stood as the guy approached and they shook hands as Holly introduced them.

Five minutes later they were out in the parking lot and getting into Chuck's brand new 2012 Camry. Chuck immediately went for the glove
compartment and got out a baggie of weed and a small glass pipe. Holly and Hugh had smoked weed with their sons a couple of times and of course they smoked it in high school, way back when.

Holly was sitting in the front with Chuck. Hugh was in the rear seat. Chuck went on and on about this new weed he got just last night. Holly was inspecting the baggie which had a "green" image of a buffalo stamped on to
the baggie. Hugh was taking another hit off the pipe. Chuck was checking
out the tight crotch of Holly's jeans. His cock was coming alive in his
jeans.

The three of them were very stoned when they wandered back into the
casino. They found an empty cocktail table and sat well away from the bar.
The cocktail waitress came and took their order. From then on it was
stoner talk until the drinks arrived. They "people watched" for a while
and Chuck kept a close eye on the hot looking blonde he was sitting next
to. Her husband was sitting across from him.

Hugh noticed the guy, Chuck, taking long looks at his wife's body. Now
it wasn't just a thought. He was excited, imagining the guy boning his
wife. Just then his wife burst out with, "So what do you do in the adult entertainment industry, Chuck ?"

Hugh over heard this and managed to add, "Wow, Chuck ! That sounds interesting." He was leaning across the table toward Chuck. Holly was even leaning toward him.

Chuck leaned in toward them. "I'm a male out call entertainer. I slip
up to lonley, horny lady's rooms and entertain them." He was staring right
into Holly's eyes. Hugh noticed. He held up his hand to order another
round. The cocktail waitress nodded her head and Hugh looked back at Chuck
who was now staring at him.

"Is this a well paying gig ?" Hugh asked.

"Very. And usually a very pleasant experience." Chuck answered. He
turned to look at Holly, who was wide eyed and staring right back at him.
Hugh was feeling a stiring in his crotch when the drinks arrived.

They drank in silence for a moment or two. Hugh asked the question.
"So, do you have to be hung to get this gig ?"

Chuck smiled back at him across the table. "No. It's more about
staying power. How long you can keep it up." He glanced over at Holly and
then back to Hugh. "But being hung helps." He smiled.

Hugh leaned back, leaving just Holly and Chuck leaning in toward the
center of the cocktail table. She whispered. "So, how big is it ?" Hugh hardly heard it and took a few moments to register what she asked Chuck.
He had no problem hearing Chuck's answer.

"Over nine." Holly's eyebrows arched. Chuck smiled. So did Hugh.
Chuck continued. "I'm half hard wondering what your wife looks like naked, Hugh." He looked over at Hugh. Hugh was still smiling. So was Chuck.
"Okay if she gives it a squeeze ?"

Holly looked down into Chuck's crotch. His jeans were tight and she
could clearly make out the pipe of meat he had growing down his left thigh.
She looked up and found Chuck smiling at her. She looked over at her
husband.

"Go for it, honey." Hugh said. She quickly looked back at Chuck. He leaned back in his chair and spread his legs. She leaned toward him and
with her left hand grabbed his shaft. It was thick and long. She released
her grip and took another grab.

Chuck flexed his boner and it jumped in Holly's hand. She pulled her
hand away and exclaimed, "Jesus ! He's huge, honey. Take a squeeze !"

Both Hugh and Chuck laughed. "Nah...I just do ladies." Chuck responded. Hugh felt relieved. He wondered if his wife really wanted him to squeeze Chuck's cock ? He took a drink.

"It's more impressive when it's out of my pants." Chuck said while
staring right into Holly's eyes. Hugh lowered his drink but by then had
missed most of it except, "...out of my pants." He had watched while his
wife took a hold of Chuck's cock. It did look huge ! He imagined his wife jerking off a cock that size...Sucking on a cock that size...Fucking a cock that size !? Hugh had a woody growing in his slacks.

Holly was more than a little drunk but knew exactly where this was
heading. If her husband didn't invite him up to their room then Holly was determined to ask him herself. She knew Hugh wouldn't stop her. It turned
her on to no end that the guy was coming on to her. He wanted to have sex
with her. He wanted to fuck her. Her husband had to know that and he had
to know that she was interested. Holly was excited. She reached out to
grab Chuck's arm when her husband leaned across the table and asked,
"Chuck, let me buy a couple of rounds and we'll take the lady upstairs and
see if she wants a peek. What do you say ?"

Hugh raised his arm and the bar waitress came toward them. Chuck leaned across the table and said, "Sounds like a great idea, Hugh. What do you
say, Holly ?" Both of them looked at Holly.

Holly looked at Chuck but told her husband. "I might like more than a peek, dear." Both of the men smiled at her. Hugh ordered a couple of
rounds that they picked up at the bar on their way to the elevator. They
were all carrying two drinks so the ride up to their room was made in
silence.

A Las Vegas Strip Hotel Room

Hugh put his drinks down by the TV and went back to make sure the door
was locked and bolted. His wife and Chuck were sitting on the love seat
with their drinks on the coffee table. The bed was against the other wall. Hugh went into the bathroom and took a piss. He wondered if he'd walk out
and find his wife sucking on a nine inch cock ?!

They were still talking and drinking when Hugh joined them with a drink. Hugh was sitting on the edge of the bed. Chuck looked over at him.

"Got a camera, Hugh. You could take some pictures ?" Chuck smiled.
Hugh looked around for their camera. "You ready, little lady ?" Holly just nodded. Hugh had the camera and was changing some settings.

Chuck stood and moved right in front of Holly. "Take it out, babe."
Hugh was off to the side of the couch and up against the wall. You could
hear the camera clicking. Holly reached for his fly and dragged down his zipper. She pulled his fly apart and slid a hand into his jeans. Moments later it appeared, a nice slab of semi-hard cock meat at least seven or
eight inches long. It was all the way out and Holly was already stroking
it.

"God ! Look at it, Hugh !" She exclaimed as Hugh kept snapping away
with the camera. Chuck unsnapped his jeans and they fell down around his loafers. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of the jeans. All the
while Holly was stroking and staring at his cock.

Chuck as very turned on. He was sure that Hugh would allow him to do
just about anything with his wife. The guy had a boner just watching his
wife jerk him off. Chuck was ready to begin.

"Hey ! Hugh, okay if she takes a taste ?" Hugh stopped taking pictures. His wife didn't even look at him. He looked at Chuck.

"Sure...I don't see why not !" Hugh was drunk. Before he finished the sentence Holly had sat up and put her lips around the head of Chuck's cock while her hand kept jerking him off.

"Oh ! Hugh, buddy, your wife is a hungry girl. You need to feed her
more often." Holly had about three or four inches of Chuck's cock in her
mouth and Chuck was starting to move his hips. Hugh went back to snapping pictures. The woody in his pants was just about all bone and quite
obvious.

Chuck started on the buttons of Holly's blouse as she sucked more and
more of his cock into her mouth. He pushed the blouse and her bra straps
off her shoulders. He dug his hands into the cups of her bra and felt her
bare breasts, pinching her nipples.

He found her husband with a nice boner in his pants and called to him. "Take off the slacks, Hugh. Come on, she can do two."

Hugh froze. His wife's tits were bare. She was struggling to get free
of her blouse and bra while she continued to suck on Chuck's cock. Hugh
kicked off his shoes and moments later was stepping out of his slacks. He ripped his underwear off and his boner was bouncing in his hairy groin. He stroked his cock a few times watching his wife suck this huge cock.

Chuck called to him. "Come on, buddy. She's warmed up now." Hugh took
a few steps to the couch and stood before his wife. Chuck pulled her mouth
off his cock and moved Holly's face to his groin. She sucked her husband's cock into her mouth in a flash.

Chuck dropped to his knees and started working on her jeans. He was
sure he was going to find a very wet, ready pussy when he got her pants
off. She was sucking her husband like a nympho.

Chuck held her head. "Fuck her face, Hugh." Hugh started pumping his
cock in and out of his wife's mouth. Saliva was dribbling out of both
corners of her mouth. Chuck pulled her face away from Hugh's cock.

"Let's get her naked. I want to fuck her." Hugh could tell that the man was excited. He was helping his wife to her feet, his cock like steel.
She was laughing and breathing hard. Chuck had her jeans and panties
coming down. Hugh was naked and found the camera. He started snapping
away.

Holly was more than excited when Chuck helped her to her feet. She
kicked off her sandals and felt her jeans being pulled off her feet. She
was so drunk but so turned on. Chuck watched the cute blonde plop on to
the couch and spread her legs. Her husband was taking pictures. Her
crotch was covered with a thatch of dark pubic hair.

Chuck dropped to his knees between her legs and spread her legs further apart. His face was next and buried itself into her crotch. The hair was thick and coarse. Chuck's tongue drilled it's way to her cunt and then
started attacking her clitoris. Holly's butt came off the love seat and
she shreeked, "Aaagghhh ! Jesus ! Oh ! Oh ! Oh !" Chuck was munching on her.

Hugh was snapping away with one hand and stroking his cock with the
other. Chuck's face came out from between his wife's thighs and Hugh could
see her pink cunt in a forest of dark pubic hair.

"Feed her some cock, Hugh." Chuck commanded and Hugh couldn't move fast enough. Holly was eager and took a large length of her husband's cock.
Chuck went back to munching on pussy, his fingers fucking in and out of her while his tongue slathered her clitoris. Holly was out of control. Her husband was fucking her mouth again with his hands on her head, just
pumping his cock in and out of her mouth.

She was ready to fuck. Chuck pulled his face out of her groin, his
fingers still digging in and out of the pink meat of her cunt. He watched
her husband choking her with his cock. He got to his feet and found a
pillow on the bed. He was back between her splayed legs and dropping to
his knees on the pillow.

He positioned his cock and then slowly pushed it all the way into her.
He watched her eyes open as she was felating her husband and then she
pushed him away. Chuck started fucking her and she started crying out
every time he filled her with cock. He picked up her legs and pushed them
out in front of him while he kept up the cadence of his fucking.

Holly was out of her mind grabbing on to the edge of the love seat as
this guy fucked the holy shit out of her. It felt like a baseball bat was fucking in and out of her. Her husband was watching and jerking himself
off. Chuck pulled out of her.

"Come on, Hugh, get it while it's hot." Hugh was moving. Chuck was
turning Holly over on the couch and pulling her to her knees. Hugh needed
no advice and kneeled right behind her. Chuck reached behind her and
pulled her butt cheeks apart. Hugh could see her rosebud asshole as he
line up. He pushed into her and started fucking immediately.

Chuck figured he'd end up with seconds but that was okay. The woman was still crying out as her husband assailed her tight butt cheeks. He lifted
her face by her hair and guided her mouth to his cunt soaked cock. She
started nibbling, now she was eating. Soon she was bobbing her head over
his crotch, swallowing lots of cock in the process.

Holly was still on her knees but now she was sucking her husband's sated cock, all wrinkly and soft, while Chuck pounded her butt. His cock was
burying itself in her belly with each stroke. When he spanked her hard she came apart and started cuming like crazy. Chuck was fucking her down on to
the couch seat and her husband was starting to come alive in her mouth.

"Fuck her, Chuck. Fuck her good." Hugh was back taking pictures. Chuck was driving his cock in and out of the tiny blonde like a sprinter. Her
cunt was a mess of her husband's cum and her cunt butter. They were making
a squishy noise. Chuck could feel the tingling behind his balls. The
woman was kicking her legs back and forth against him as he drove his cock
in and out of her.

Here it came. Spurt after spurt of warm semen exploed out of Chuck's
cock head and flooded Holly's belly. Her husband was now on his knee on
the floor driving a hard cock in and out of her mouth while Chuck unloaded
a river of cum into her cunt. She could feel it running out of her.

Chuck pulled his slimy, cum soaked cock out of Holly. The husband was already moving to her rear. He was going to fuck her again. He was
lifting her hips. Chuck wandered over and picked up a watered down drink.
He could hardly taste the alcohol. The husband was fucking her. She was fucking back. Chuck stroked his slimy cock. Plenty of life. He took
another swallow of drink.

The Following Afternoon

Hugh was watching a golf match on the big screen. The coffee table was littered with breakfast dishes and a large pitcher of bloody marys. The pitcher was half empty. He heard the shower go on and remembered the
shower they took with Chuck just before he left. Holly gave them both blow jobs while the water splashed down on her head, trading off until they
started fucking her up against the wall of the shower.

That was the third time Hugh had blown a load last night. He couldn't remember the last time he did that. And Chuck came four times that Hugh counted. Hugh was getting a boner thinking about all the sex last night.
He got up off the couch and shed his clothes on the way to the shower. He
was stroking his cock when he opened the shower door.

Holly was slightly drunk. She felt much better than she did at noon
when she got up. Chuck left them some weed and they smoked some before she
got into the shower. She was still buzzing from her orgasms last night.
She couldn't count them especially when that stud was fucking her with that huge cock of his. Pounding her. God ! She loved it.

The shower door came open. Hugh was naked, stroking a hardon. She
reached for him then bent at the waist and took his cock in her mouth. He moaned. She took more. He started humping, his hands filling themselves
with her breasts. Her nipples were hard. One of his hands was moving
between her legs. She was wet, still gooie from last night. His fingers
were in her. Her lips were moving back and forth on his cock.

Holly stood and turned toward the wall putting her hands up on the
shower wall well above her head. Hugh ran his cock up and down the cleft
of her buttocks and them rammed it up into her cunt.

"Oh ! Yea, Hugh. Fuck me, honey." Hugh started fucking her and didn't stop until he'd blown a load into her, thrusting up into her, bringing her
feet up off the shower floor. The two of them collapased on to the shower floor and didn't crawl out until the water turned cool.

Check-Out Day

Holly slid into the passenger seat. Hugh was putting the luggage in the trunk. Hugh got into the car and they drove out of the parking lot. They
were both busy reading direction signs until they got on to I-15 and out of town.

Hugh looked over at Holly. She was wearing a sun dress, the hem up
around mid thigh. Her legs were spread just a bit. He wondered if he
could get her to take off her panties ? Just the thought gave him a jolt.
He gave his cock a squeeze. Holly looked over at him and then his crotch.
She was smiling.

He didn't ask her. He told her. "Take your panties off, honey." She hardly hesitated before reaching under her sun dress and yanking her
panties down her legs. She pulled them off and handed them to her husband.
He was smelling them. Holly sat back in the corner of the seat and spread
her legs, pulling the hem of her sun dress up so it was just hiding her
pussy.

"Le'me see your pussy, baby." It was almost a rasp. Holly pulled the
hem higher. Her pink cunt lips were spread wide. Hugh grabbed his boner
and rubbed himself.

Holly slid across the console and started working on her husband's
slacks. "Keep your eyes on the road or you'll kill us." Hugh engaged the cruise control and lifted his hips. Holly pulled his slacks down to his ankles. She slowly pulled on his cock. "You gonna be able to drive ?"

Hugh pushed her head down until she'd swallowed more than half his cock.
He thrust up and heard her choke. Now her head was bobbing and he had both hands back on the wheel. The speedometer was hovering around seventyfive
while Holly sucked on her husband's dick. Soon he had a hand up under her skirt and was fingering her from between her butt cheeks. It wasn't log
after that. Hugh tensed up, lifted his buttocks up off the seat and pumped four or five spurts of warm cum into his wife's sucking mouth.

Hardly a drop escaped from her mouth. Holly swallowed then licked her lips. She sat up and pulled her skirt down over her hips. She was still horny.

"We're gonna do this again, aren't we ?" Holly was looking over at him.

"What ? The blow job ?" Hugh asked.

"No. Saturday night." She answered

"Yea, why not ?" Hugh said.

"Just asking. I liked getting fucked by two guys, holding two dicks.
It was a turn on. Was it for you ?"

"You just gave me a blow job at seventy-five miles per hour and
swallowed every drop. I watched you fuck and suck with a guy who had an
honest nine inch dick. I fucked you three times last night. I don't think
we could stop after this once if we wanted to." Hugh answered.

"Can we go next month, honey ?" Holly reached over and took a hold of
her husband's dick. "Just sucking on his dick made me cum, almost !" Holly
was stroking Hugh's dick and it was responding. The speedometer was still hovering near seventy-five and here comes state line !

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