			Anniversary Trip (II) - Paula's Turn

      This is the third installment of our trip to Las Vegas on the
occasion of our 10th wedding anniversary.  See the story "Tenth
Wedding Anniversary" for the first part of the story and "Sex Slave
Stripper" for the second part. ---  RLM

      After my two days as my husband's "sex slave", our vacation
cooled down quite a bit.  I still wore my sexy outfits, which
attracted no end of male attention, but I was so sore from my
evening as a "sex slave stripper", that two more days passed without
anything worth writing about here.  The fourth night in Vegas was a
different story, however.

      My husband had taken me to the late performance of one of the
main shows on the Strip.  The place was packed.  The showgirls were
stunningly beautiful and wore very little so I was pretty certain
that I was outclassed for the evening.  After the lights had dimmed
and everyone was engrossed in the show and the bouncing bare breasts
of the women, I noticed a man sitting at the next table who seemed
to be more interested in stealing glances at me than in the
performers on the stage.  At first, I thought he was looking at
someone seated behind us, but then I saw that his eyes were glued to
my thighs. He was staring openly, obviously not caring if I saw him
doing it or not.  I still remember the shiver of excitement I felt
when I realized that he was getting turned on by my legs.

      The fact that I really wasn't showing that much made it even
more erotic.  I had on a short skirt, but it was only a few inches
above my knees.  Of course, with my legs crossed, I knew that he was
getting a pretty good view higher than that.   It was really turning
me on.  We were in a crowded public Vegas club and I was sitting
next to my husband.  Yet, it seemed that none of that bothered him.
He wanted to see my body and he was taking full advantage of my
exposed thighs.  I felt a tingle of excitement course through my
pussy.

      The show continued and so did the man.  He moved his chair
around so that he had the best view possible.  By now, he wasn't
even pretending to watch the show.  His eyes never left my legs.
After 10 minutes or so, I got up the nerve to pull my dress a little
higher.  Immediately, my unknown admirer became more interested.  I
could see him straining to see as much as he could.  I thought about
his cock and wondered if he was hard.  My husband was oblivious of
everything that was happening.  He couldn't take his eyes off the
showgirls and the man at the next table couldn't take his eyes off
my husband's wife.  He was staring straight up my dress.  I could
see his eyes roaming over the entire expanse of my exposed thighs.
He looked into my eyes and smiled.  Then he licked his lips.  My
cunt throbbed.

      Although I was very nervous that others would see me making a
spectacle of myself and that the management might ask me to leave, I
couldn't stop myself.  I was just too hot.  I pulled the dress even
higher on my thighs.  The cool draft on the bare flesh above my
stocking tops told me that he could now see all the way to my
panties.  I let him stare for several minutes, inching my dress
higher and higher as he watched.  It was almost up to my hips.   I
uncrossed my legs.  The effect was immediate.  I could see his eyes
drilling straight into my crotch.  He made no attempt to hide the
fact that he was staring at me, at my legs, my thighs and my crotch.
In fact, he was even leaning forward in his seat trying to see as
much as possible.  I wondered if he could see the shadow of my pubic
hair through my panties.   I held still letting him stare at me as
long as he wanted.  I was getting extremely hot.  My clit was
beginning to pulse and throb.

      I wanted him to see more!  Slowly, I let my legs drift apart,
spreading myself ever so slowly. letting in more and more light so
that he could see all of me.  He was looking right at my cunt now.
I spread wider.

      "It's a good show, isn't it", I heard my husband say.  I was
startled.  I wasn't even thinking about the show.  All my attention
was on the man across the aisle and on my pussy.  "Oh yes, it is", I
gushed.  This seemed to satisfy my husband who went back to staring
at the breasts of some showgirl.

      I looked at the man again.  His gaze was locked on my crotch.
I could feel the material of my panties becoming very wet as my
juices seeped out.   I was hot..excited. I wanted to pull my panties
up into the slit of my cunt and let him see my pussy lips.  I had a
small orgasm which caused my clitoris to become very sensitive and
throb against my panties.   He smiled at me, knowing from my
reaction that I had cum.

      I was so embarrassed that I immediately pulled my skirt down
and turned away.  I was blushing all the way to my toenails.   I was
certain that Gordon must have become aware that his wife had had a
climax, but he was too engrossed in the show to notice.  So was
everyone else except the man at the next table.  He looked right
into my eyes and motioned with his hands for me to pull up my dress
again.  I tried to ignore him.  But he wouldn't take his eyes off of
me and he continued to motion with his hands for me to pull the
dress up.  I sat there getting hotter and hotter.  I could even hear
my heart beating.  I felt like I might cum a second time without
even touching myself.

      The man kept staring at me and finally I couldn't resist any
longer.  I checked to make certain no one else was watching and then
pulled my skirt back up.  When it was as far up as I could get it
without standing up, the man began to openly stroke his cock through
his pants.  His eyes never left my thighs, even for an instant.  I
uncrossed my legs and then crossed them in the other direction.
Then I did it again.  He was rubbing himself harder now.   I wanted
to watch him jack off.  I felt even hotter than I had felt stripping
on the stage two nights before.  That was a strip club.   I was
expected to take off my clothes. This was a public showroom.   I
wasn't supposed to spread myself like this.  This made it incredibly
kinky and hot.

      Of course, the man wanted to see more.  He put his hands
together and then spread them apart.  When I didn't respond, he did
it several more times.  He was telling me spread my legs even wider,
right there in the club while sitting beside my husband.  I couldn't
stop myself.  I moved my thighs apart a good two feet and pulled the
dress as high as I could so that he could see everything.   I was
throbbing with heat, actually throbbing.   My pussy was so wet I
could feel the juices seeping between the lips of my pussy.   It was
incredible.  The man was looking right at my pantie-covered cunt.  I
arched my hips for him.  That made my clit throb even harder.  I
felt like I might cum a second time at any moment.  I spread my legs
further apart.  I felt like a total slut.  My clit wouldn't stop
throbbing.  A second small climax vibrated through my vagina and
clitoris. For ten minutes, I kept myself spread for that guy.  I
looked right at him and mouthed the words, "I'm cumming".   He got
the message and moved his hand faster over his hard cock.   It
wasn't enough.  I wanted him to see more.  I wanted him to see my
cunt.

      Slipping my hand between my thighs, I pulled the crotchband of
my panties to one side.  You can't imagine how soaked my panties
were.  I was literally dripping.  I could feel the juices bubbling
out of my vagina.  My hand was wet when I removed it and I could
easily smell the aroma of my sexual heat in the air.  I was sure
every man around us could smell me.  I knew the man could see part
of my cunt now.  His eyes bored into it. Oh I was so damn hot.  I
felt like he was fucking me with his eyes.   I wanted to lift my
legs and put one of them on the table so he could see even more, but
I didn't have the nerve to do that.

      I knew I wanted him to see everything.  I whispered to Gordon
that I had to go to the ladies room.  When I returned my panties
were in my purse.   I did the whole routine again.  First, I crossed
my legs and only after the guy was almost begging me did I pull my
skirt up to expose my thighs.  He was hot now, really hot, and that
was making me just as hot.  His hand was stroking the shaft of his
cock through his pants.  He kept motioning for me to spread my legs
again.  At first, I resisted, although I wanted him to see me.  I
watched him rubbing himself until my wetness was coating my thighs.
When I opened my thighs, I thought I could hear his gasp of surprise
when he saw my bare cunt.  He grasped his cock even harder, his eyes
drilling into my pussy.   My clit throbbed with excitement.

      I was so close to an orgasm, so incredibly close.  I wanted
him to see even more.  I really hoped he could see my clit throbbing
and the spasms opening and closing my hole. I spread myself even
wider.  He didn't have to ask or beg me anymore.  I wanted to expose
myself for his pleasure.  I pretended to watch the action on the
stage while keeping my legs spread wide.  Every few moments, I would
glance at the man.  He never took his eyes off of my cunt and his
hand never stopped moving up and down his cock.

      I knew I was about to have another orgasm and there was no way
I could stop myself from doing the most sluttish things.   I was
shocked to find myself putting one of my feet up on the lower rung
of Gordon's chair.  With my leg lifted, he could see everything,
even my asshole was exposed.  As my vagina contracted in a hard
spasm, I arched my hips upwards, tensed my legs and had a powerful
orgasm.   I couldn't suppress my groans of pleasure.  Fortunately,
the music from the stage was so loud that no one heard me.  Repeated
spasms were shooting through my cunt and juices were seeping out and
running down my ass.  Reaching between my thighs, I squeezed my clit
and began to stroke the shaft.  As I did it, I stayed spread for
him.  I had my clit unhooded and the lips of my pussy spread apart.
It was so kinky and dirty to be doing this in a crowded club.

      At that point, the man got and motioned for me to follow him.
I couldn't have stopped myself even if I had wanted to, which I
didn't.  Gordon was so engrossed with the dancers, he didn't even
notice when I left the table.  I followed the guy like I was in a
trace.  As I walked through the casino, I could feel my cunt
pulsing.  My legs were wet with my own juices.  Without speaking, he
guided me into the elevator.  Inside, I kept squeezing my thighs
together to put pressure on my clit.  Without a word, he opened my
blouse and pulled down my bra exposing both breasts.  I throbbed
harder when he lifted them out.  We reached the eleventh floor.  The
door opened and he guided my out of the elevator with both breasts
exposed.  I tried to put them back into my blouse, but he batted my
hand away.   A man came down the hallway toward us.  My mouth opened
with excitement as my tongue shot out to lick my upper lip.   He
stopped and stared at my tits. The man I was with held me back and
made me stop when we reached the other man.

      "Nice", he said.   "She has really big tits", he remarked to
the man who held my arm. "Yes, she does.  Very big and her nipples
are big too." "Can I feel them?" "Sure.  She doesn't mind.  It just
makes her even hotter."

      I felt his hand close over my right breast, his finger
circling the nipple.  Then he squeezed and I couldn't stop the moan.
His fingers closed on my nipple.  He pulled it and my cunt throbbed
harder as I felt the thin stream of liquid sliding down my thigh.
Then both breasts were in his hands.

      "She doesn't have any panties on." "No Shit?  Really?" "See
for yourself."

      I felt his hand moving under my skirt.  Then he was moving up
my thighs.  I knew he could feel the wetness.  When he touched my
hardened, distended clit, my hole opened and throbbed.  I was being
finger fucked.  His thumb strummed on my erect clitoris as his
fingers churned in and out of my vagina.


      When the show was over, I waited for Paula to return to our
table.  I assumed that she had gone to the ladies room, but after
most of the people had left the showroom and Paula still had not
returned, I figured that she had gone back to our room because she
wasn't feeling well.   However, when I checked my room, Paula was no
where to be found.  I waited for nearly half an hour before giving
up and going down to the casino to play poker.   I left her a note
on the bed so she could find me if she came back while I was gone.

      The poker game was very favorable to me.  The casino does not
play.  They simply deal the game and take a 4% cut of each pot.  So
if your game is significantly better than that of the other players
and you play conservatively to avoid simply transferring your money
to the House, winning is certain with just average luck.  On this
particular evening, I was having more than my share of the luck.  In
addition, the other players were poor so things were going extremely
well.  After two hours, I was several hundred dollars ahead and
decided to call it a night.

      I returned to our room expecting to find Paula.  However, it
was obvious that she was not there.  The note was still exactly
where I had left it.  It was now close to 1 AM and I was considering
calling the management to have her paged.  Then the phone rang.

      "Hello." "Mmmmm.. Hi, Honey." "Paula.  Is that you?  Where are
you?" "Oohhh yeah..it's your wife, Honey. your hot little wife."
"What's happening?  Where are you?  Are you all right", I asked
nervously. "Unnnnnn.  ooohhhhh. OOOhhhhh  AAAhhhhhh."
	
      I recognized the unmistakable sounds of a woman being fucked..
my wife being fucked.  "God..  You're being fucked, aren't you?"

	"UNGGGHHHHHHH..   AH!  AH!  AH!   AH!  AH!  OOOHHHHHHH!"

      "Where are you?  Who's fucking you?"
"Guugggggggghhh.ah..ah.ah.ooouuuuuu...  innnnnnn.. Innnnnnn"

      I realized my cock was hard as steel.   I unzipped my pants
and opened my shorts. It sprang out without my even toughing it.
Precum was already oozing from the tip.  I listened to my wife
grunting and moaning.  I could even hear the slapping of the man's
body against hers.

      "Oohhh , Honey.  They made me take out my tits..OH  OH OH
OH.. Ungghh. Ahhhhh he's in meeeeee.  They took pictures and video
of my naked tits.  made me cup them ..pinch my nipples. took close
ups of my tits.  Aaaahhhhhhhhh... deeper.. He's in sooooo damn deep.
GETTING FUCKED."

	I began to jack off furiously, my cock throbbing in my hand.

      "Aahhuugh  AHHUGH..  UGH.They made me spread . had to spread
wide open for them.skirt up to my waist. tits out.OOHHHH GOD DAMN..
your wife's cunt was exposed.  took more pics of my cunt and
asshole.. uggh.ghhaaaa...FUCKING MEEEEEE...FUCKING YOUR WIFE.."

	I was about to cum.  There was no way I could stop.

      "Oh.Oh.. Had to put.ooohhhhhh..to put...JEEZZZZ... INNNNN
MEEEEEE. GHHAAAAAA.."

      "Is he fucking your in your cunt ?   In your asshole?  Oh god.
tell me.  Where are you being fucked?  Which hole?"

      "Aaaaaahhhhhh.both..both holes...ASS .CUNT.UGGHHH..  they made
me put dildos in my cunt.. in my asshole and masturbate while they
took pictures and video.  I came.hard. they took close ups of my
clit throbbing...then they made strip naked except for my high
heels..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..OOOHHHH HONEY.THEY'RE FUCKING MEEEEEEEEEEE.
GOD I'M BEING FUCKED.   UGH!  UGH!  UGH! UGH!  UGH!"

      "How many?  How many men are fucking you?"   The cum spewed
out of my cock in a huge gush landing all over the carpet a few feet
away.

      Two men. huge cocks.. Just huge hard cocks. in my cunt..in my
ass.one under me.in my cunt.. Another behind me..he's ramming me in
the ass..  Your wife's ass and cunt are being fucked, Honey. they
took more video of each other fucking your wife..   Now they're both
in me..both holes.oohhhhhhhhh god..I'm about to cum again..gonna
cummmmmmmm..."

      "AAAIIIIEEEEEEE..YESSSSSSSS.DO MEEEEEEE.CUM IN MEEEEE.SHOOT IN
MY HOLES...UUGHHHHHHHHH.I'M CUMMINGGG.."

      Then a male voice was on the phone.   "Go on to bed, Gordon.
We're going to fuck your wife all night.  Her cunt and asshole are
really hot and tight. Well, not so tight as they were, but she's
still good.  I'm in her asshole. really tight hot hole.  Even though
it's full of cum.  Don't worry.   We'll take good care of her.
She'll be back in the morning.  Get a hooker and unload in her.
we'll be unloading in your wife all night.

	The phone went dead.
	
RLM


	



	

