(This is a continuation of an ongoing story about the sexual adventures of my husband, Patrick, and I. For background please read Part 1.)
When my husband, Patrick, and I decided to accept an invitation to attend the Las Vegas wedding of the daughter of his friend Ben, we also decided to invite Ben into our bed. Patrick and I have an awesome sex life and had been talking for years about adding other people into the mix.
When I first saw a picture of Ben I jokingly told Patrick I would fuck him for a ride in his Jaguar. Although I was joking, the more we talked about it the more we both wanted it.
So Patrick talked to Ben and made all the arrangements. Ben was dating a former stripper half his age and suggested that she and I might have some fun too. I was bisexual in college and Patrick loves to hear me talk about my days gone "bi." I told Patrick I would only agree if he would let Ben fuck him in the ass during a threesome. Patrick likes it when I fuck him with a strap-on so this was not out of left field. He agreed.
The wedding was on Friday night but Patrick and I decided to spend a whole week there. We flew in on Monday afternoon and met Ben for dinner. He was even sexier in person. I was a little disappointed that his girlfriend wasn't with him. She was not flying in until Friday morning. We had a nice dinner during which Patrick and Ben talked about their wild college days. The topic of our threesome never came up.
After dinner I wanted to do some shopping and the guys wanted to gamble so we separated. I shopped for a few hours and then when back to our room to drop off my packages. I took a quick shower and then headed down to the casino to find Patrick.
He and Ben were both playing blackjack but at different tables.
I walked up to Patrick and hugged and kissed him.
"Winning?" I asked.
"Luck is not with me tonight," he replied.
I pressed against him and whispered: "You can get lucky if you come back to the room." Then I nibbled on his earlobe. This usually works.
"I think I'll play the rest of these chips," he said. He still had a stack of about 10 chips.
Disappointed but undaunted, I pressed against him and whispered, "I want you in my ass tonight. I want your big fat cock in my tiny ass." Then I scratched my fingernails along his thigh.
"All in!" he yelled.
I'm not a big fan of anal sex but I figured if Patrick was going to get fucked in the ass then I'd let him do me first.
I guess luck was with me because he lost the next hand. As we were heading back our room I saw Ben at another table.
"Wait," I said to Patrick and walked over to Ben.
I put my room keycard on the table in front of him and whispered in his ear: "Use this if you want to see me get fucked in the ass."
20 minutes later I was worshipping my husband's beautiful cock. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and I was kneeling between his legs with a mouthful of cock.
I love to run my tongue around the smooth head and plant little kisses on it. Then I suck just the head before slowly engulfing the shaft. I've perfected my technique so I can take all seven inches. Once I've gotten the whole thing in, I swipe his balls with my tongue. As I slowly raise up, I hum. Then I grasp his cock and lick back and forth from his balls all the way up to the tip. Then I suck as hard as I can.
I can hear Patrick moaning while I'm sucking. The whole process makes me incredible wet. My pussy aches to be filled.
I didn't hear Ben come into the room. I felt Patrick gather all my hair into a bunch and move it away from my face.
"She's beautiful when she sucks, isn't she?" I heard him say.
I continued licking Patrick's cock as I turned my head and smiled at Ben.
As Ben got undressed, Patrick pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood up.
"Get on the bed," he growled.
As he went over to the night table and grabbed our bottle of lube, I stretched out on my back on the bed.
Ben walked over and stood next to bed, his hard cock standing straight out from his body.
"Suck me," he said.
I looked him in the eye and opened my mouth as he ran the head of his cock over my lips. His cock was not as long as Patrick's but a little wider. I could see Patrick watching as I ran my tongue all over Ben's shaft. Then I turned my head, closed my eyes and took his cock down my throat.
I heard both men groan.