My week of debauchery was coming to an end. I had fucked every guy I met during the week, including two of our neighbors from home and a nineteen-year-old stud. The hall pass my husband gave me exceeded both of our expectations.
I was fully satisfied. I had been fucked more times in a week in Las Vegas than I had been fucked in the past year. My marriage was obviously changed forever. My husband, Ben, now has a certified hot-wife. There was no turning back.
The sex party and sex auction were going to be an exciting way to end our week. And, the potential to go home with $100,000 for one night of fucking just one guy was nuts.
Frank and Eric told us to dress for the event to showcase our sexy bodies. That was clearly shorthand for going topless. Linda and I are both blessed with large, firm, natural tits. I also have protruding nipples that are very sensual and erotic.
We found an exotic dress shop near the hotel that would hopefully have what we needed. We didn’t know exactly what would work for us, but I was confident we’d find outfits that would be sexy and exotic.
I’d never been in a sex store. I was amazed at the variety of items, including exotic clothing. I was shocked to see the variety of sex toys, bondage items, lubes and creams, porn videos, and magazines.
We headed to the clothing section to pick out our totally inappropriate outfits for the auction night.
I still couldn’t believe we agreed to be sold as sex slaves to wealthy gamblers looking for a good fuck. We were both excited to participate in a once-in-a-lifetime sex auction. We would portray ourselves as innocent, naive, suburban soccer moms who attend PTA meetings, volunteer at the hospital, and live basically boring lives. The fact that we were both wanton sluts was never going to be revealed.
Beyond dressing in outrageous, exotic, revealing outfits we would have to embrace the narrative of being conservative soccer moms, being exploited for sex, and a night of debauchery in Vegas. Guys like their fantasies, and we would do our best to oblige.
I saw an exotic costume that looked like it might work for me. It basically consisted of thin straps that surrounded my tits and flowed down to a g-string thong. My boobs would be front and center and completely exposed in the outfit. I’d be more or less naked but draped in a sexy black strap costume.
Linda was drawn to a more conservative outfit. It was a one-piece sheer dress with a beaded necklace that held the top up. The top could be pulled down to completely expose her tits, yet still look sultry without being too exotic. You could see her black thong under the sheer dress.
My thin strap costume was definitely more daring and exotic than Linda’s dress. Taken together we looked very enticing. Since all the guys at the sex auction knew the women that were attending the party were basically whores, we needed to tweak their imaginations and fantasies.
It is a well-known fact that the 'fuck-my-wife genre' is a very popular porn category. Guys like to imagine and fantasize about their wives and girlfriends getting fucked by other guys. Cuckold stories are a turn-on for some couples. Hot-wife stories where the husband watches his wife get fucked are also popular. And, the big-black-cock fantasy works for men and women. We needed for the men at the party to envision us as sexy versions of their wives, and to imagine it was their wife being auctioned for a nasty night of fucking.
Linda and I tried on our come-fuck-me outfits and modeled for each other. I knew it was a home run. We’d drive the rich guys crazy, parading around the party with our tits completely exposed. The plus for my outfit was that my protruding nipples were showcased, front and center.
We went back to the hotel to rest and get ready for the party and auction. I texted Ben and sent him more photos that I had stockpiled on my iPhone. I didn’t mention the sex party and auction. I’d save that for another time.
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I felt restless and horny, thinking about the upcoming party and event. I imagined being purchased by a well-hung stud and being fucked all night long, every which way to Sunday.
I went to the living room and told Linda I wanted to go to the pool to relax. She smiled at me, said she was going to stay in our room to rest, and commented, “Go ahead and enjoy yourself. Give the guys at the pool a thrill showing off your tits.”
I put on my bikini and coverup and headed down to the pool. Since it was lunchtime and a Friday, it was fairly crowded. I found a small table with four chairs and sat down. I took off my top and set my tits free. I could see that guys were watching when I walked in and hoping I’d go topless. I didn’t disappoint.
A waiter took my order as I relaxed. There were a lot of topless women at the pool, and the dancers with fake boobs were pretty obvious. If that was my competition later tonight, I knew Linda and I would command a lot of attention.
I was startled to hear my name as someone approached my table. I looked up and saw Jake and Doug staring at me. Holy shit, I never expected to see them at the pool. I stood up, with my tits jiggling as I pushed the chair back, to say hello.
I invited them to join me for lunch, not even considering that I was topless. Jake immediately accepted my invitation. He and his Dad sat down. Doug stared at my tits as though he’d never seen tits before. Jake grinned at me, knowing his Dad was uncomfortable.
I looked at them and said, “It’s nice to see you both again. I’m just relaxing and enjoying the pool. I decided to blend in with the atmosphere, so that’s why I’m topless and you’re seeing my naked tits. I hope you’re not embarrassed sitting with me. People might think I’m having lunch with my husband and son, with my naked tits on display. That would be a little weird."
Doug mumbled, “We’re fine. I am pleasantly surprised to see you here. And, I’m sure Jake is going to enjoy lunch. We decided to come down to the pool to check things out. I had the afternoon free. We are heading home tomorrow morning.”
I could tell my nipples were erect, and protruding in front of Doug and Jake. I tried to act normal like nothing was unusual about me being topless. I looked at Jake and said, “Jake, I’m very happy to see you again. Just so you know, I’ve never gone topless in public before. I hope you’re not embarrassed that people might think I’m your Mom. And, I can’t help that my nipples are erect and protruding like they are. I know that guys are staring at us, and gawking at my naked tits.”
Jake quickly responded, “Sue, I’m not embarrassed at all. I’m just enjoying talking to you. I will admit I’m enjoying the view. You have a great body and nice tits. I’ll try not to gawk.”
Doug looked at Jake and said, “Jake, those comments aren’t really appropriate. Mind your manners.”
Jake laughed and responded to his Dad, “I didn’t mean anything disrespectful. I was just acknowledging the obvious, that we are both staring at Sue’s naked tits and amazing nipples. You are clearly enjoying the view.”
I grinned at them and said, “I’m not embarrassed at all. It’s only natural that you are going to stare at my tits all through lunch. You’re just normal guys. I actually like the attention. I feel pretty naughty. I kind of wish Ben was here with us. He is the one who might be embarrassed that his wife was topless at a public pool.”
Jake and Doug had ordered lunch and the waiter came to the table with our food. I excused myself to go to the ladies' room. Actually, I wanted Doug to see my ass in my g-string bikini bottom as I walked away.
I returned to the table as Doug and Jake both watched my tits jiggle when I walked toward them. What a sight - firm, natural tits, protruding nipples, and a tight ass that belonged on a twenty-year-old.
I smiled at my two voyeur friends. Little did Doug know that Jake had not only seen me completely naked but had fucked my brains out the previous day. We chatted as we ate, and try as they might, Doug and Jake couldn’t stop staring at my tits. I casually joked, “If my husband ever asks me to entertain his friends, I now know the perfect outfit to wear.”
Jake laughed, and as much as Doug tried not to laugh, he couldn’t control himself. Doug loosened up and said, “Sue, you are one-of-a-kind. I do enjoy looking at your tits, but I also enjoy your sense of humor. I think my wife would like you, but might not totally approve of your bathing suit, or lack thereof. She would definitely be jealous of your body.”
We spent more than an hour together before Doug announced that he had to make a call, and would be heading back to his room. Jake nonchalantly said, “Okay Dad, I’ll stay here and hang out with Sue.”
Doug was boxed in. He couldn’t say what he was thinking, but he definitely didn’t want his teenage son hanging out with a topless thirty-five-year-old woman.”
Doug shrugged his shoulders, and added, “Just make sure you behave yourself and treat Sue with respect.”
I chuckled and responded, “Doug, don’t worry. I won’t try to seduce your son. He’s safe with me. Go make your call.”
Doug walked away as Jake and I laughed hysterically. Jake looked at me and said, “If my Dad ever knew that we fucked yesterday, he’d have my head on a platter. He'd be jealous as hell, for sure.”
Jake and I relaxed for another hour before I told him that I had to go back to my room to relax and get ready for a party I was going to attend later. He seemed disappointed but accepted the fact he couldn’t spend the rest of the day staring at my naked tits.
I squeezed his hand as I kissed him on the cheek to say goodbye. When I knew no one was watching, I placed my hand on his crotch and slowly massaged his cock. He flinched, but settled down and smiled at me. I said, “Jake, trust me that I’m obsessed with your cock. I’ll be FaceTiming you soon, so we can watch each other masturbate. Tell your Dad I enjoyed meeting him. Just don’t tell him I already had seduced his teenage son.”
I headed back to my room and sadly watched Jake walk away. I would have really enjoyed another chance to suck his young cock. Teenage boys certainly have what it takes to satisfy a horny MILF, like me.
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I showered and dressed in casual clothes. Linda and I planned to get a quick bite to eat before the party and sex auction. My mind was racing as I tried to imagine what the night would be like. Knowing that a bunch of rich guys would be looking at my naked tits, and wondering if they would be the one fucking me all night long, made me horny as hell.
At 6:00 PM we went to a casual restaurant in the hotel and ordered some food. We were both nervous and shared our anxiety with each other over what was to come. I expressed my thoughts and said, "Linda, we have nothing to lose tonight. Regardless of what happens, this will be an exciting night. I've never hung out with 'whales' who seem to have more money than we could ever imagine. I hope they aren't all old, with bulging bellies. If they are, I'll just imagine I'm with Jake and let the old guy enjoy himself.
Linda laughed, and said, "I agree with everything you said. I'm glad we are going to experience this adventure together. And, I’m not opposed to going home with some extra spending money. I've never been paid to fuck, so I feel really naughty. We are basically two whores from suburbia, here in Vegas, sowing our wild oats."
We finished dinner and headed back to the room to put on our new outfits. We put on coverups, walked to the elevator, and pushed the button for the penthouse. It was exactly 8:00 PM when we arrived at the door. There was a security guard at the door, who checked us out. He was professional, but the look on his face indicated he did not approve of what we represented. He considered us whores, partying with rich guys for money. Oh well, who cares?
When we walked in, both of us were surprised to see about twenty-five guys and fifteen or so topless ladies. At first, I thought we were late. Frank and Eric both approached and put my fears to rest. Frank said, "Welcome ladies, I'm thrilled to see you both. I can't wait to see your outfits. You aren't late. I told you 8:00 PM so there would be a lot of people here when you arrived. Everyone else thought the party started at 7:00 PM. You are already causing a stir as late arrivals when no one is ever late for one of these parties."
Eric checked us out, but we weren't showing much skin with our coverups on. He said, "Enjoy yourselves, mingle, chat and get to know our guests. There are twenty-five men here and, with you, there will be seventeen women for the auction. That unbalance will help increase bids. None of these 'whales' want to go back to their room without a companion.
Linda and I felt self-conscious with all eyes on us. We stood in the middle of the room, not sure what to do. A male waiter approached with a tray of drinks. It was interesting to see that all the servers were males. We both took glasses of champagne to settle our nerves.
A good-looking, well-dressed man approached and asked, "Hello, I'm Paul. Can I help you ladies with your wraps? I'll take them to the closet, so you can feel comfortable with the other ladies here. I know you don't want to feel over-dressed, do you?"
Linda and I both removed our coverups and handed them to Paul. He looked very happy when he saw our tits. Linda had pulled her top down, supported by the beaded necklace, and fully exposed her naked tits. My black strap costume didn't cover anything. I might as well have been naked, but with the straps surrounding my tits, I was a sight to behold. I had a small lace mask on, partially covering my face. That was a late addition to my outfit. Since I would be all but naked, I wanted something to make me look alluring and unknown.
The men in the room were all staring at us. The party girls were all wearing g-string dance outfits like they wore on stage in the topless shows. Sexy, but nothing the guys didn't see every night when they went to the shows. We didn't look anything like the fifteen party girls. And, since we both have large, natural tits and pretty much all the party girls had implants, we looked more wholesome.
Paul came up after hanging up our coverups, eyed us up and down, and said, "Wow, where did Frank and Eric find you two? You obviously aren't dancers here at the hotel. I assume you know what is planned for 10:00 PM tonight. Will I have a chance to bid on a night of fun with one of you?"
As I got ready to answer Paul, four other guys approached. They obviously liked what they saw, as the smiles on their faces were a dead giveaway. I looked at Paul, and said, "Linda and I are guests here at the hotel. Linda has been attending a trade show, and I traveled here to Vegas with her to keep her company. We are best friends at home."
One of the other four guys, who introduced himself as Greg, asked me to tell them more about our background. I smiled and answered, "I'm Sue and this is Linda. We are both thirty-five, happily married with kids, living relatively boring lives in suburbia as typical soccer moms."
Another guest introduced himself as Steve, and asked, "How did you end up here tonight? Looking at your outfits, which are spectacular, it's obvious you know what will occur at 10:00 PM. How did two happily married housewives with kids get invited to our special event?"
Paul motioned for the waiter to refill our drinks, as I continued to answer the questions. I responded, "Frank and Eric saw us at the hotel bar, and approached us about attending a party, without giving us any details. We agreed to meet them at the hotel pool this morning, one thing led to another, and here we are flaunting our naked tits for your enjoyment."
Linda jumped in and said, "Sue and I never in a million years would have expected, or agreed, to participate in this kind of party, showing off our tits, and offering ourselves up for a night of sex with a stranger. But, it was intriguing, and we are both open to some excitement in our otherwise boring lives. Frank and Eric told us we could make some money, and have some excitement if we were able to leave our inhibitions behind. And, the saying goes that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. We certainly aren't going to let our husbands, who are home with the kids, know anything about tonight."
I noticed that we had at least fifteen of the twenty-five guys standing in a circle around us. I couldn't see the party girls but imagined they were none too happy with our attendance. We were like the special guests of honor.
The questions became more explicit as the guys tried to determine if we really knew the rules of the night. One guy asked me, "Sue, you obviously know you are a beautiful lady with a hot body, luscious tits, protruding nipples, tight abs, and an ass to die for. The lucky bidder, who pays god knows how much money to spend the night with you, may have desires that are erotic and not necessarily mainstream. Are you going to make him happy, or perhaps be a big disappointment?"
