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My wife & I had been involved in the lifestyle on & off since we were dating. We had been to a number of different clubs in different states & even in a few different countries. Each venue had its own flavor & its own sociology. We had enjoyed them all, with the exception of one that turned out to be full of hookers rather than swingers. That just wasn’t our cup of tea.

With me being a little over 6’ tall, trim, properly equipped & blue eyed, I wasn’t a drag on our ability to attract others, but my wife was the trophy piece. Her firm & perky little 5’ 9” frame was 32C+, 22, 32 & she was athletic. She had one of those beaming smiles that just lit up a room & let everyone know that she was in the mood to have fun. She was quite the attention getter, and she knew how to dress.

On this particular weekend, we had decided to go to Vegas. We had tried the Green Door on Friday night, but most of the crowd was cliquish & we had only ended up playing with one couple that was in from Maryland. Despite having paid for the full weekend already, we decided to try the Rooster instead on Saturday night.

Lee & Laura happened to be working the door that night. A few of the regulars were in attendance, like that older dark-haired Italian-looking chorus line girl that always makes sure to get full use of the buffet before dipping into the booze, & the strawberry blond that shows up on several different websites under different names. But this particular Saturday, the place was really packed with tourists of varying descriptions. There were more cholos than usual. There were a lot of convention types & there were a lot of Europeans for some reason. It was not the usual mix.

My wife & I got chatted up by a cholita, but she was a little too gangster for us, so we passed on that opportunity. My wife was getting hit on by a lot of single guys, but they were mostly too drunk to gain her interest. She was starting to get a little aggravated & it showed. We went upstairs to get away from the singles & maybe find a little more personal space. As we got to the top of the stairs, I got crotch groped by an older German woman. She was not shy at all. Neither was her husband. His hands were on my wife’s left breast before she even saw where the first hand was coming from. She slapped him, grabbed my hand & pulled me back towards the stairs, but not before his wife had slipped a card into my hand.

My wife & I had a little chat. She apologized for having reacted so quickly, which is not out of character for her. She tends to be a little hot blooded & that is normally a good thing. Her passion is one of the reasons why I find her as irresistible as I do. She commented that she still likes to be asked before she is touched, or at least make eye contact & get in a flirting look or two. I hugged her & said that I understood completely. I asked her if she was still in the mood to play that night. She gave me a devilish grin, pulled off her thong from under her flight skirt & stuffed in into my pants pocket. She replied, of course I am, & kissed me. I reached under her skirt & fingered her a little. She was moist, but not really wet yet. I pulled my finger out & put it up to her lips. She licked it clean & smiled as she commented that if she only wanted to taste herself, we could have stayed back at the hotel that might. She was in the mood & I was liking it.

I then looked at the card that the German woman had put in my hand. It was an invite to a house party on the outskirts of town. I asked my wife if she wanted to hang here or go to a party. She asked what party. I showed her the card. It was artistically done. She seemed interested. She asked where I had gotten it. When I told her, she slapped me. I commented that I had gotten it from the woman who was with the man that grabbed her, not the man himself. She dipped her head & apologized. I asked her if she still wanted to go. She commented that the Rooster was still open for several more hours, so we could keep it as plan B. She was in the mood to try something new.

The GPS guided us to the address on the card. It was on a hill that overlooks the strip. The view was outstanding. There were probably 10 or 12 cars in front of the house already. They were all nice cars. It was a large house with a walled in back yard. It sounded festive inside.

We rang the bell. The woman who answered the door, after a few minutes, was in a long black gown with a very deep V cut in front that plunged to nearly her belly button. The material was thin & shear. It left little to the imagination. I was pretty sure that we were in the right place. When she asked who we were, her German accent surprised me a little. Apparently, I now knew what the connection was to the German couple back at the Rooster. I explained how I had come to be in possession of the card about an hour earlier & described the woman who had given it to me. She commented that her sister Elka sometimes prospected for new playmates that way. She introduced herself as Uta & invited us in. She asked us what we wanted to drink. My wife did not drink, but I accepted a scotch on the rocks. She poured one of the same for herself as well. She explained that a group of “friends” from Cologne came over to the States a few times per year on business & they liked to get friendly when they were in town. My wife complimented her on how well her dress accented the shape of her bosom. She responded by unclasping the top of her dress from behind her neck & letting it fall forward, exposing herself more fully. My wife took this as an invitation & leaned forward to kiss the closest nipple. She wiggled a little as her nipple swelled and hardened in response. She then ran her hand down my wife’s side & cupped it around her bottom as she leaned forward & kissed my wife on her lips. She smiled when her hand found only bare skin under my wife’s skirt. She commented that we should fit right in. My wife smiled & said that she was looking forward to fitting in. The woman then explained that the party had already started & it would be best if we entered the play area ready to go, as she walked towards a large white door. She removed the rest of her dress as she went. Of course, we stripped & followed her. I took my wife’s hand as we entered the large open back yard. It had a pool, a hot tub, a couple of cabanas, a lot of well manicured vegetation & a lot of naked people already engaged in all descriptions of carnal play.

Uta slipped into a threesome at one of the cabanas, that I assume she had left to come see who was ringing the doorbell when we arrived. She motioned to us to come join as well. I looked at my wife, kissed her, then tipped my head towards the foursome, with an inquisitive look on my face. She smiled, grabbed my hand & ran right over. We were met with a variety of body parts that were presented to us on a rotating basis. The people in the pile were already playing at full throttle & at first, didn’t seem to notice that some of the body parts they were now playing with belonged to people that they didn’t yet know. Uta made sure that we felt accepted quickly. She ran her hand across my wife’s ass & picked up where she had left off earlier, but inserting a finger, then two, inside her. She took her mouth off of the hard member that she had been servicing & quickly took mine inside her mouth. My wife took the cue & immediately took over where Uta had left off on the other guy. Uta spread her legs wide & brought my hand down between them. She was already very wet & had a hint of dried semen above her well manicured slit. She had obviously already been fucked that night. I didn’t care. I dove right down there & planted my lips upon her labia. She responded my wrapping her legs around my head as I licked, nuzzled & kissed that highly awakened & well lubricated hole. I briefly looked over to check my wife. She was on all fours. A guy had entered her from behind. She had taken the other guy’s member out of her mouth & was working her left hand up & down it frantically, while her head was buried in the bedding to the side of his sack. I could tell by the sounds she was making that she was getting ready to cum from the guy that was inside her. She was fully occupied, so I turned my focus back to Uta, or at least I tried to. It was a bit hard to concentrate as some other woman had worked her way over to me & now had me inside her mouth.

As my head dove back down to Uta’s pleasure center, I gave a few gentle motions with my tongue, then entered into a rhythmic back & forth motion with varying tempo. I slowly worked a pair of fingers inside her & then turned them to work her g-spot until it was fully swollen. I then sucked her clit into my mouth & drew in hard. Her legs spread wider, her feet pressed into my back harder & she quivered, as sweet clear liquid gushed out of her in 3 distinct squirts, the last being the longest by far. When she relaxed, I looked up to see her face, but had no luck with that. Her head was tipped back & some other guy had his cock all the way inside her throat. She must have had that last orgasm while gasping for air. She was hardcore & she was fully lit up. She was a machine.

I checked my wife again. By now, she was on her back on the bed, with one guy inside her while standing in front of the bed. Another guy was inside her throat, just like Uta had taken the other guy. I guess that must be a common theme in this group. Her arms were spread about a foot from her body on either side & her hands were tightly clasping the bed sheets. She was also fully worked up & looked nearly ready for an orgasm. I finally looked down to see who had my cock in her mouth. It was a slender older woman with small tits, and a bob cut. Another man was at work between her legs as she made love to my very happy stick. I took the cue from the others. I grabbed her head & pulled it into me until I found myself entering her throat. Once I was passed the tonsils, I slid right into the snug, wet, inviting opening. I worked my way in & out until & was ready to unload. I warned her of what was about to happen. She pulled me in to full depth & swallowed several times, while I was still inside her throat. That was the first time that I had a deep throat with swallowing while I was still in the throat. The sensation was absolutely outstanding. I exploded inside her with a force I had not remembered for a while. I then softened & pulled out. As quickly as she had come to me, she was gone & on another guy. I looked around. The players in my immediate area had mostly changed. Uta was gone. My wife was further away, but still in sight & still somewhat occupied. A redhead was kissing my right nipple as she was being taken doggy style from behind. A blond was on all fours, a few feet in front of me, going down on another guy. I couldn’t decide if I should enter the blond from behind or replace my right nipple with my cock, in the mouth of the red head. I was spoiled for choice. It then dawned on me that I had just cum & might not be ready for a while. As I was thinking about that, my cum stained wife came over with a really big smile on her face & said I love you, as she laid down next to me & started to gently caress my cock. That was all it took. Little Junior came back to life. My wife continued to look into my eyes & smile as she stroked my now-hard little play toy. Our eyes were locked for what seemed like a minute or two, but the stare was broken when I felt something wet on my little head. The red head had moved over & had her mouth on my knob as my wife continued to stroke. Soon my wife noticed too. She moved over & joined the redhead, taking me in both their mouths & intermittently kissing each other. The redhead worked her hips around until I was able to return the favor & perform a proper 69, as my wife continued to assist her down below.

After a few minutes, the red head sat up & made room for my wife to mount me, while I kept the red head in my mouth. I tried to focus on working my tongue over the clit & inside the slit of the sparsely-haired, alabaster-white pleasure center, but my wife took that as a challenge & wouldn’t let me ignore what she was doing. She knew how to push my buttons & she pushed them well. She rocked back & forth on top of me, stopping to press into me every now & then. I would push back & bottom out hard inside her. She loved that feeling & so did I. She worked me like that until my back arched in a way that she knew indicated that I was about to unload. She popped off me & took me in her mouth as I shot off hard. She sucked hard enough to draw a golf ball through a soda straw & dragged every last drop out of me. When I said that she popped off of me, I mean that she literally made a popping sound as she pulled herself off of me, we had an air tight fit before that & it was grand.

At this point, my balls were drained down to zero & I really needed a glass of water. I looked over at my wife, smiled, & told her how mind blowingly wonderful that was. She kissed me & gave me a hug. I commented about needing the glass of water & found that she needed one too. We decided to go together, then another guy entered her from behind & that plan got changed. I told her that I would be back shortly. She smiled & nodded.

As I walked back towards the kitchen, it dawned on me, that I had played with several women that night, I wasn’t even sure I would even recognize all of them if I saw them again, but my wife was the only one I had fucked so far. I gave out a little chuckle. There are worse problems to have in this world.

On my way to the kitchen, a woman’s hand emerged from one of the piles of bodies & caressed my leg. I smiled & commented that I would swing back after I ran a quick errand.

When I got to the kitchen, I found a scantily clan young thin black woman, half wearing a maid’s outfit & sporting a pair of cat’s ears on her head. She also had her face made up with whiskers penned in. She was putting Hors d’oeuvres on a tray. I asked her if I could get two glasses of water. She asked me where I was planning to be & said that she would bring out a pitcher. As she bent over to get a pitcher from a lower cabinet, I was treated to a view of her bare pussy. I asked her if her employer had bought that outfit for her or if it was hers. She giggled & explained that she wasn’t working the party, she was there to play. She had just dressed this way as a joke that night. She then asked me if I wanted to take her for a test ride before she offered herself to the crowd at large. I laughed & explained to her that I had just been drained dry, but I would love to take a taste of her sweet little nibblet if she was in the mood for that. In an instant she hopped up on the counter & spread her legs for me. It didn’t take long before she was wet & starting to relax. She cupped her hands around her breasts and played with her nipples as I gave her a slow gentle tongue lashing. After 5 minutes she was glistening & obviously ready for the next step. I commented how enticing she looked & how frustrating it was to have her in front of me like this when I was drained dry. Apparently she took that as a challenge. She hopped down on her knees & gave me one of the most aggressive combination hand job – blow jobs I have ever had. Somehow she managed to work me back up in a way that only happened once before. That had been done by a Samoan chick named Saopo. I wish that I could run into that woman again some day. She & her husband Ken were a blast to hang out with, but that is another story from another time. The little kitten in front of me had just put me back into action & she was wanton. She flipped around, leaned over the counter, spread her legs & invited me in. I slid in with no resistance. She was wet & ready. Somehow, I managed to ram my way all the way into that little girl until I had no more length to push. I couldn’t believe that tiny little woman could be this deep. I fucked her hard for probably 15 minutes, but could not make myself cum again. I was just that empty. I tried fucking harder & harder, driving deeper & deeper, feeling like I should cum, but not Cuming. It was a sweet torture for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, I felt that little tingle in my balls & that one last little squirt came out of my painfully hard erection. I let out a guttural grunt as that event finally took place while I pressed into her extra hard & finally hit bottom. I then pulled out & took a few steps back. She turned around & leaned back against the counter with her legs still spread. She reached a hand down under her skirt, then pulled it back up & tasted her finger. She almost seemed disappointed when she said that she didn’t taste cum, but only tasted her own juices. I reminded her that I had been drained dry already & invited her to take another try with me in an hour or two. She said that if I was going to be ready to fuck her that hard again later, she would find me. With that, she grabbed her tray & headed for the back yard.

As I stood there, catching my breath, it dawned on me, that she had taken all the glasses & I was still in need of water. At this point, I was really in need of a shower as well, so I helped myself to a quick rinse & drank from the shower head as I washed down. I toweled off & headed back out to the courtyard.

I didn’t spot my wife at first, but soon noticed her anklet sticking out from one of the body piles. She seemed FULLY occupied, so I let her be & looked for the little black kitten with the pitcher. The kitten was also FULLY occupied at this point, but the tray with the pitcher was nearby, so I helped myself to a glass & poured it for my wife. I walked over to her pile with the glass & waited for her to surface. Some brunet’s pear shaped bottom emerged from the pile & presented itself to me, so I started to play with it. At first I presented only one finger to explore her opening, but it was immediately obvious that she was already fully dilated from previous play. I easily worked 2 fingers, then 3 then 4 into her, then the whole hand went in & I was able to form a fist inside of her. I gently worked that back & forth for several minutes, making sure that my knuckles pulled back against her G-spot each time I pulled back towards the opening. I would then pull back a few times in rhythm before pushing forward and working my fist gently around in a circle a few times. I went back & fourth like this probably 30 or 40 times. She just got looser & looser and wetter & wetter. I was about to make a move for her clit with my tongue when my wife’s smiling face appeared from the ball of people. I held up the glass of water & jiggled it a bit. She shook her head yes in a very obvious motion, so I put the glass to her lips & let her drink as the rest of her body was still buried in the pile. I wondered if someone was inside her or going down on her at the time. She still seemed engaged. When she was finished with the water, I pointed towards the clit of the woman who I still had my fist inside of. She immediately went for it.

About this time, the ball of arms & legs started to break up a little. I was finally able to see the face of the person who I had my fist inside of. It was the woman who I had promised to get back to when I was on my way to the kitchen. That seemed fortuitous. I was able to keep my word. I then took the opportunity to introduce the woman on her clit as my wife. She laughed & said that it was her husband who was between my wife’s legs at the moment. I asked her if she was enjoying herself. She said that the only thing she was missing was a dick in her mouth. With that, the little black kitten stopped over & asked if her tit would do instead. She left no doubt as to the answer as she leaned forward & quickly darted her tongue across the dark little nipple.

Apparently the little kitten had come back over to collect on the promise that I had made. She straddled me as she pulled the head of my dick back & forth across her well lubricated opening. My wife saw what she was trying to do & left the clit of the pear shaped woman to also work on my erection. The kitten picked up the slack on the clit that my wife had left. A couple minutes later & success was found. I was slipping inside the kitten. She rode me reverse cowgirl, as my wife went down on her at the same time. My fist was still inside the pear shaped woman, so balancing the different rhythms became a challenge, but somehow the show went on. That little kitten was really aggressive. Her lean body was muscular & fit. She seemed to enjoy the workout as she energetically worked me over with her vagina. It was heaven. We fucked like that for what seemed like hours, but was probably more like 20 minutes. When I finally pulled out & blew my last load in my wife’s mouth, I had no energy left at all. I knew I was done for the night & I knew it was time to go home.

I looked over at my wife. She knew what I was thinking. She smiled & nodded yes.

As we pulled ourselves from the piles of bodies, I looked around. More people had arrived. Some had left. I did not see Uta. I did not see her sister nor her sister’s husband. The pear shaped woman was sitting on a rock, relaxing with a drink in her hand. The redhead was asleep on one of the cabana beds. Most of the men had left. The kitten had already found herself a new dog to play with & he seemed to be loving it. I noticed a tattoo on his shoulder that matched her cat ears & wondered if that might be her husband. As my wife & I walked out & looked for our clothes, I looked around & could not see a single woman that I had not played with that evening. It had truly been a full throttle party. It was the most intense party that I had ever been to up until that date. It was a very good time.

We slept hard that night. The following morning, we headed to McCarran and caught a flight home. At that time, home was Phoenix. These days I’m playinginpalmbeach with an sls handle of the same name.