It’s common saying that what happens in Vegas stays there… But it was such a wild party that I want to share it with you. We were on a trip with my buddies. We travelled around the USA, getting to know a country where everything can happen. Visiting the States and not to go to Las Vegas? It would be a sin!
The neon lights shining in the eyes invited to various types of entertainment. We won some money and it had to be celebrated somehow. A waiter of one of the places recommended us a place where you can have strong sensations. It sounded good so we headed there right away. It was a revue, a burlesque. We watched with admiration at the girls with slim, lush and strongly feminine bodies, as they danced and grace the men in the front row. However, we did not expect that they would go straight from burlesque to striptease. The play of lights, good music, and most of all the sensual dance of these chicks made them blush, and the pants became unbearably tight. One girl, a Native American by nature, caught my eye. On a 10-point scale, she was 15, at least for me.
Did I expect what will happen to us next? Probably not. The audience began to diverge, but my friend had an idea to talk to the girls. That was a good move. Some of them were just finishing their shift, including a beautiful Indian woman.
Our group has grown from 4 to 9 people. We hit Vegas, drinking, having fun, screwing again and winning some cash at casinos. The girls brought us happiness. In the end we went to the hotel with the whole crew. The party did not end there. I watched as one silicone brunette looked at Gabriel, a ginger freckle, but with a Viking-like musculature. She ripped off his clothes and pushed him onto the couch, where she immediately sat on him and started riding him like a rodeo. We quickly followed suit. I got my Indian lady… or I won her.
Sighs and groans quickly filled the room – ours and theirs. Stefan, a short blonde, lucky guy, crushed two girls, one redhead with a girly figure, the other – an African American girl with large, swinging breasts. The girls passionately licked and sucked his cock, clearly delighted that it was something other than American dicks. Andy, a brunette with a lover’s appearance, got a blonde with fuller shapes. Maybe she wasn’t a supermodel, but she knew how to move her body. But my companion was by far the best for me. There was ferocity in her look, and her lips curved into an encouraging smile. It was easy to enter. A hot, wet pussy was ready for any thrust and size. Her sweet voice even echoes in my thoughts as she took my dick.
The arrangements, however, quickly began to change because we were not matched in the
end. When the Wild Mare was riding me sharply, I watched as Gabriel took a silicone brunette in two
with Andy, penetrating both of her holes. You see, she was used to this type of play, because she did
not even wing when Andy put his stick in her ass. She accepted them both gracefully, groaning and
smiling like a professional whore. My attention was also caught by Stefan, who was banging the lips
of a black beauty. He moved his hips fast and hard, and the girl took him smoothly up to the
throat. A red-haired beauty, abandoned by Stefan, approached me and my Indian girl. She sat on my
face. Then I was able to see her pussy, which was visible the image of a sexy devil. Sin city, I thought,
and started licking her pussy.
At one point, I felt the Wild Mare coming off my cock. I couldn’t see who was riding me, but it was very tight, like a virgin. However, I did not think about it. I was focused on thoroughly licking the
juices of the redhead. But I did hear the Wild Mare say something to Stefan. After a while, next to the incessant moans of the silicone brunette, the only thing that was heard was the guttural choking characteristic of a strong blowjob.
Andy and Gabriel also finally changed their object of interest. They took the redhead between them, pulling it off me. They had no pity for her. They lifted her up, this time Gabriel was entering “from the back door”, and Andrzej was filling her pussy, wet with juices and my saliva. Then I could see who was riding me. The swinging tits of a black chick were mesmerizing, and her tight pussy caused me sensations that I have never experienced in my life. It was all swollen, wet, narrow, and yet very accessible.
From the side you could also hear the passionate moans of the silicone brunette and her blonde friend. Even though they didn’t have any guys, they did an amazing job, at the same time putting on an amazing show that turned the whole atmosphere up perfectly. Holding Shantel’s breasts firmly in my hands, as she introduced herself, I watched as both chicks rubbed against each other, joined with their wet pussies, sparing each other caressing with my hands.
The first shot was Gregory, filling the redhead’s ass to the brim with sperm. He gasped at the full
blast. The second was Stefan, who decorated the bust of the Wild Mare with a “pearl
necklace”. Again, the conus surprised me that he had so much of it in him. Shame to admit – I did
not control. I shot my new black friend straight and didn’t want to come out when I was cuming. She didn’t blame me for that, and even enjoyed it. Andy was affected by both chicks that took care of themselves. He encouraged them to focus on his trigger. They took everything on their face.
The girls, however, could not get enough. We ordered champagne, snacks… and after a dozen or so minutes we moved on. No words can express what intercultural union was there. In the end, I fell asleep with my Indian woman, or rather in her. In the morning, when we woke up, we only found a note with the message that they will never forget us.
