A while ago, I had a conference in Las Vegas and asked my wife if she wanted to join me. She suggested her friend Mia come along too, so she would have someone to hang out with while I was tied up with work. My wife, Mia, and I all got along really well. While my wife had been to Vegas with me before, Mia hadn’t.
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At the time, my wife was in her mid-30s, and Mia was in her late 20s. Both were Hispanic, good-looking, and fun—though Mia was a little more outgoing than my wife. Since my company was paying for the room, we shared it. I figured it would be a great opportunity for them to explore the city while I was busy with the conference.
The first morning, I kissed my wife goodbye and headed to the conference. I could see the excitement in her eyes as she and Mia set off to explore. I imagined them strolling along the Strip, taking in all the sights—the flashy hotels, street performers, everything that makes Vegas so vibrant.
While I sat through presentations, I couldn’t help but wonder what they were up to. That evening, when we met for dinner, they couldn't stop talking about their day. They had visited the Bellagio to watch the fountains and even tried their luck at the slots, laughing about how quickly they lost a few bucks.
The next few days followed the same routine. I’d be in meetings, while they ventured out, soaking up the city's energy. At night, while I was obligated to meet with clients for drinks, they explored trendy bars and danced at clubs. They got back around 2 a.m. on the second night. I could hear them talking as they came in—both sounding like they’d had one or two too many drinks. Mia mentioned how surprised she was that some guys kept buying them drinks, and then laughed, saying my wife kissed one of them. When Mia realized I was already in bed, she hushed her voice, and my wife just laughed it off and crawled in beside me.
On the last day of the conference, I wrapped up my session earlier than expected and went back to the room to wake them up. I told them I had to meet my boss for a recap dinner but promised to catch up with them later. After a long-winded meeting, I rushed to meet them at a rooftop bar, where they were enjoying the stunning view of the Strip. They had met some people from another conference, and the group was lively.
My wife introduced me as her "friend" to one of the guys, and I immediately noticed something was up. We moved to another bar with the group, and while I made small talk with a few people, I saw my wife talking exclusively to one guy. Mia was with a smaller group, but I kept an eye on my wife and the situation.
As the night went on and the drinks flowed, the group thinned down to about eight of us. One guy—loud and eager to impress—suggested we try a club. We got to the entrance, where there was a long line, but after a quick chat and a few bills exchanged, we skipped the line. It seemed like he was trying to impress Mia, though she was already focused on someone else in the group.
Once inside, we got more drinks, and the place was packed. By this point, I was keeping an eye on my wife, who was clearly enjoying herself. The guy with the shaved head, whom I dubbed "Mr. Clean," was buying her drinks and chatting her up. Mia had disappeared into a corner with the guy she was into. I kept my distance, still watching my wife, as she had a tendency to make risky decisions when drinking.
At one point, I got distracted and lost track of my wife and Mr. Clean. I walked around the club looking for them but couldn’t find them. When I finally did, I found them in a corner, making out. Mia came over and, noticing my reaction, asked me to grab some drinks. I assumed she was trying to distract me, maybe sensing that I wasn’t happy with what I’d just seen. She went over to talk to them.
After grabbing the drinks, we all reconvened. By now, everyone was feeling pretty good. The only ones left in our group were me, my wife, Mia, Mr. Clean, and the guy Mia had been talking to. Mia and my wife went to the bathroom, and while they were gone, Mr. Clean and his friend talked about how hot the girls were, hyping each other up. When the girls came back, Mia gave me a strange look, then whispered in my ear, “I know. She told me everything. You’re the coolest husband ever.” I froze, unsure of what exactly my wife had shared, but the mix of feelings—humiliation and arousal—was something I couldn’t explain. It’s a complex thing, living this kind of lifestyle, and sometimes it’s hard to put into words.
After some more time, we decided to head back to the hotel, as the others were staying farther away. Mr. Clean and my wife were holding hands and kissing on the way back, while Mia and her guy walked behind them, with me trailing. At one point, Mia fell back to talk to me. She asked if I was okay, and if I was sure I was fine with everything. I reassured her that I was, and she gave me a kiss on the cheek and a smile.
As we passed through the casino on our way to the elevator, my wife approached me. She whispered that I should stay downstairs for a while and come up later “I’ll tell you everything,” she promised. I sat playing nickel slots to kill time. As always, in these situations, my mind is running wild on all the various scenarios in my head. I always get a little jealous, angry, nervous and anxious. That mix of emotions is such a turn on for me. I was completely hard and I kept looking at my watch, waiting for time to pass drives me crazy.
I finally decided to go up as I couldn’t take it anymore. It had been more than an hour. Not knowing what to expect when I opened the door. As I walked in, the lights were off but the bathroom door was open with the light on so that provided some light. I moved over to the couch trying not to be obvious. I was very surprised by the scene. The guy Mia was with was asleep in one bed and every one was in the other bed.
My wife was on her back in a missionary style position with Mia on top of her. They were making out and playing with each other’s tits. Mr. Clean was plowing Mia doggystyle. He was fucking her really hard and she was wimping while kissing the wife. He reached out and grabbed her hair and she started to orgasm. She shook and collapsed onto my wife. Mr. Clean took this time to go to the bathroom to grab a towel to wipe the sweat off. As he came back from the bathroom, there was enough light to see he was pretty built, with a longer than average dick but it was very thick and super veiny. No one has even noticed that I was back.
Once back he pulled my wife up and she bent over and positioned herself with her ass up. He went right in. He let out a loud “DAMN” as he pushed in. She let out a low moan, she is a total size queen so she had no issue taking it all. He was fucking her with long strokes. Mia moved to put the front of my wife and placed her pussy right in front of her, grabbed her head and pushed it to her pussy. At this point in our marriage I have never seen my wife eat pussy and up to now never even thought it was something she would do. A few minutes later, the fucking increased, with my wife throwing her ass against him. He said he was going to cum, she said “don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop”. Mia was pushing on her shoulders to give her more momentum. He yelled fuck. She started to cum. He did not pull out. They kept going, he fucked through his nut to have her cum several more time. They all laid down.
I was still on the couch and must have dosed off for a little while when I woke up to the wife blowing Mr. Clean. She was struggling to get much of it in her mouth and even made a joke about it being to thick. She then climbed on top of him and starting him. At this point Mia started wake up, drunkenly laughed saying "bitch ride that dick". My wife then pulled her move by pulling her legs up to his shoulders, and was like sitting on it. Within 2 minutes they were both cumming.
By now it was almost morning as the sun was just below the horizon. Mr. Clean woke his friend up and they left. My wife came and pulled me to bed, laying between her and Mia. In the morning, I woke my wife up by eating her pussy. I could taste cum mixed with my wife's juices as it was oozing out of her. My wife’s moaning woke up Mia who sat up to watch. My wife told me she was a bit tender and my beard was scratching a little. Mia jokingly said "me next". I looked at my wife and she laughed saying "Sure, why not".
My wife got up to go shower and said "Enjoy". Mia spread her legs and I sort of dove in. It was my first taste of another woman since I had been married. I ate her pussy and savored every second of it. She then said "fuck me". I looked at her to see if she was fucking with me. She said it again. I listened to see if the shower was still going. I moved up to missionary position. I asked her if she was sure. She basically pulled me into to kiss her.
I took that as yes. I started off slow and then slowly worked up to putting her legs high up on my shoulders. I was fucking her as hard as I could. In this position my curved up cock was hitting her Gspot. She said what the fuck, then started cumming. It did not take me much to cum after all the events and now this. I had wanted to fuck Mia since I first saw her. I came in her and kept going as I didn't know if i would ever get the chance again. After, I quickly got up and hopped in the shower with the wife as Mia went back to sleep for a bit.
My wife told me what happened before I came in. She said the guy with Mia couldn't get it up and then passed out while she was blowing him. She said she invited Mia over because she felt bad and she had never been with another chick before.
My wife kept in touch with Mr.Clean and even flew out 2 California a few times to see him.
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