Okay, you can all stop screaming for Part Two of my Vegas trip. Here it is. lol.
So on Day Two of the three of us, we did the buffet at our hotel when S could finally move! And after that, hit the pool to lay in the sun to see if warmth would help S’s back. It helped a little but S went to get a massage to work out the knots so we could finally get to try a DP that night.
I was amazed at how wonderfully relaxing it was to lie by the pool with these men. We’d bake for as long as we could stand it and then take a dip. And I got to enjoy a personal fantasy of publicly showing (through the occasional touch and kiss) the fact I was intimate with both. Other than the music at the pool being so horrid B and I broke out my iPod to stop the torture, the whole day was, to quote B’s favorite phrase, “Niiiiicce!”
After some quick showers, we walked the strip a bit and ate dinner at Margaritaville. S and I watched the NBA draft picks & B and I watched the Music vids. B had a huuuge shot of Patron.. which I insisted on tasting on him with a deep kiss because he just tastes delicious after Patron. I then shared the taste with S, by kissing him who liked it on me! The funniest part was these two guys who came to order drinks. We were eating at the bar, me between my men. Then 2 guys ordered drinks next to S. S thought they were just drunk, but I thought they were trying to either pick him up or pimp out the one to S! No one talks cock size with another guy, directing it at a stranger, unless he’s looking to fuck him! Especially in Nevada!!
I ran an arm across S’s shoulder and said, “Are you trying to steal what’s mine?” But they didn’t hear me and as much as S tried to convince them we three were together, they didn’t believe him! My feet were killing me in my slut pumps, so we went back to the hotel to change shoes and then went over to Nancy & Christi’s room to walk with them to Coyote Ugly. They got to meet S and we “partied” (non-sexually) a bit in the room.
Coyote Ugly was an interesting experience. I haven’t seen the movie or documentary or anything about it and it was an amusing show. If you went up to dance on the bar you got a free shot. Christie wanted a free shot so was drinking up to bolster her courage! Nancy moved to the edge to find a seat because she was getting bumped and she walks with a cane for a reason! B & S & I watched the show, drank and mildly participated.
But after about an hour I realized I was bored, my purse was waaaayy too heavy for this event and I had “things to do” that night I was ready to get to. It hit me that I was staying only to support Christie getting her free shot and LORD only knew how long it was going to take her to finally get the courage to do what she came here to do. I passed my purse to one of my guys (I think it was B) with a smile and headed for Christie. They knew exactly what I’d intended and were thrilled with it.
I grabbed her hand and said, “Let’s do this!” She resisted until she realized I was going to go up with her. We had to wait until someone got off to be able to get back up there but it wasn’t too long before we were up there dancing. The good news (for my ego) was there were a lot of ladies up there dancing and we managed to stay in the back. I don’t think the guys could see me at all, although Nancy got a pretty good view from the side. And of course, none of us had remembered to bring a camera!
Christie and I got our shots and escaped and I told her we were ready to leave. Her goal accomplished, she and Nancy went with us. We parted at the parking lot and happily drove back to the hotel. My men and I were ready to try a double penetration!
Everyone knew their roles and it didn’t take long for us to get naked and get started. S had to be on the bottom since he’s way to large to take anally and his back made that a logical position. B and I’d enjoyed anal before so that made him the logical man behind me. I thought getting the hardest part done first would be logical, so B slipped his condomed cock into my ass. Then S tried to slide his thickness into my pussy. And popped B right out of my ass! It was hysterical. So we tried S first and the same thing happened! B popped him right out. Third time was the charm as now we were all determined and managed to get both men into me at the same time.
It was fun, but I think it might have been more fun for them than for me. The intense and lovely sensations from B in my ass completely eclipsed S’s cock. I’m sure I was feeling him, but my mind wasn’t registering anything except what was going on in my ass. I get the same sensation when I use a vibe with anal sex.. the turn on is the clit action not the vibe in my sex. Although I wonder if I was sitting on a cock and getting fucked hard if the g-spot would get hit enough to be heard! (Hmmm.. maybe next time! 😉 )
Lots of orgasms later, with me even bravely trying S in my ass, we all passed out and I didn’t even notice if I stained anything! When I woke up B was solidly asleep but S was awake with a gift of morning wood for me. I don’t know about you but a cock in my mouth kinda takes the edge off morning breath!
B later told me he was exhausted that morning but listening to us fuck made his body start demanding his brain wake up long enough to join in the action. He eventually complied and while we didn’t do a DP we did play a lot and then took turns taking showers. Because we were checking out that day.
As I checked us out, thrilled I didn’t get dinged for 2 duvet’s, the guys took the luggage to my car and we hit the casino’s coffee shop for breakfast. Nancy and Christie joined us just for coffee because they were going to show us their tattoo place. Its one of the reasons they go to Vegas is to get a new tattoo, which is amusing considering these are Mom’s in their 40’s! They wanted to show me the little Cat/woman tat they thought would look great on me. I’d already done a henna that looked wonderful.. see previous posts! But this way I could see what he might charge to make it real.
So we discussed tattoo’s while we were there and the girls tried to talk me into getting the cat one on my hip. I refrained because I just wasn’t sure I liked it enough. After a bit we said our goodbyes and drove S to the airport, which we managed to find this time! Shaking hands with B and hugs from me, S got on his flight back to L.A.
B and I realized without a room to play in there was no reason for us to stay in Vegas. And since I was spending the night at his house, our time wasn’t over. So we got some snacks at a grocery store and hit the road. It was funny, on the way up I dominated the conversation about me and my life. On the way back B dominated it about his life.
Either way the drive passed quickly (to us) and we picked up 
some Chinese take-out, checked out a dance studio (whole OTHER blog!!) and finally relaxed at his place. Where we drew the little Cat tattoo on a spot B picked out special for it.
No, that’s NOT my cleavage!
