What Happens in Vegas....
by EroticWriter
John's wife took a deep breath. "Can I, please?"
"Baby. That wasn't part of the plan."
What she said next, the embarrassing revelation in front of others, was definitely not a part of his plan.
"But John. Maybe he'll be able to make me cum, and then after, you might be able to make me cum too."
John and Yvonne, a newly wed couple married in Los Angeles and having driven to Las Vegas for their honeymoon spent the better part of two days in their room. By the third day. they had done it all, so they thought, including having tried several things sexual and learning what seems to work and what doesn't.
They had learned that for now, her husband John can only bring her to orgasm orally or with his fingers. A few times Yvonne had been close to orgasm while he is fucking her, needing only a little more, maybe a push, and then he would cum prematurely. They knew, had read about things like this and knew that, in time, they will work it out.
Having satisfied their curiosity, they decided to explore the hotel/casino that until now they had not really seen.
That was when they met a lovely female hustler in the hotel lounge. The hustler, a redhead using the name 'LaVerne', was skilled in the art of meeting people and holding their interest. It was her stock in trade.
Looking even younger than her 23 years, LaVerne had only been at this for a couple of years, but she had learned her trade well.
Many was the time LaVerne had managed to get a supposedly happily married man to cheat, often for the first time, on his wife. But this meet was more of a challenge. She was trying to fuck a man, with his wife right here.
After some get acquainted time, the redheaded hustler suggested their having a threesome, for money.
Yvonne, never having been involved sexually with anyone but her new husband was shocked, while John, already turned on by this stacked woman who knew how to hold his interest, pretended to be shocked.
Seeing the look on Yvonne's face, John nervously shook his head at LaVerne. “We're just married and it probably wouldn't be right for us to do that, for me to be involved with another woman on our honeymoon.”
LaVerne smiled. “John John, having a honeymoon in Las Vegas is so non-original. Why don't you two make it one to remember by letting me enhance your honeymoon?”
John frowned, trying to act innocent while all the while wanting somehow to fuck this woman. His wife was a knockout, but having never been involved with a professional looker, John was intrigued. “How?”
LaVerne concentrated most of her attention and conversation on Yvonne, knowing now that she is the one that has to be convinced. “If not a threesome, we can make it a foursome. I have a friend working here in the hotel. Like you with me, your wife would find him to be very attractive. He's very nice looking, both in face and body.”
Hoping to have tweaked Yvonne's curiosity, LaVerne paused, hoping for a response from Yvonne, but again John did the talking as an image of his bride under another man appeared in his mind.
“A foursome? Both of us do it with someone else? We just got married and I don't think we're quite ready for something like that.” John saw the look on his wife's face and added: “Maybe never.”
Using all the charm at her disposal, LaVerne continued. “I can understand the two of you not wanting to be personally involved with anyone this early in your marriage. But I can see that you guys are interested in or maybe seeking adventure. So for fun, why don't you have some fun watching me screw my male friend while you screw each other?”
Taking a sip of her drink, LaVerne added a line designed to allay the little wife's concerns. “There would be no touching.”
“Wow. Watch you having sex?” John knew what her answer would be. “For money I suppose.”
“Yes, of course for money, but since this guy and I are good friends. you'll get a good show because I like fucking him and he me. It's been a while since we've been together so we'll be horny for one another. So if you want to watch us, we won't ask much, say $200 each for say, an hour of our time.”
If he couldn't fuck LaVerne, John wanted to at least get to see her naked. And seeing her being fucked, wow. Unknown to John, his bride's mind was also having thoughts, thoughts of seeing another man naked, one whom she had been told is nice looking in face and body, and fucking this woman her husband seems to be so attracted to.
For the first time, Yvonne did the asking.
“You'd be totally naked? Both of you?”
LaVerne smiled. “But of course. In your bedroom.”
Surprised, John looked at his bride. In his mind was the thought that, if we watch someone else having sex while we are doing it, that maybe Yvonne will cum. John wasn't rich, but he had a fairly good income. Deciding this would be worth the money, he went for it.
“Honey. That's $400 but I've never watched anyone else having sex and I am sure, you having been a virgin until two nights ago, have never seen anyone doing it. So what say, want to watch someone doing it while we make love to each other at the same time?”
What he wanted to say but couldn't in front of LaVerne was, 'maybe you'll be able to cum with me, baby."
Her reply was a hopeful sign. “And we will we be naked in front of them?”
John's heart was beating faster. Her question sounded like she might go for it! “Of course we'll be naked, but we're supposed to be watching them rather than them us.”
“Will we be on the same bed?”
John looked over at LaVerne. “Will we?”
LaVerne shrugged. “Does your room have two beds or one?”
Happy to give the answer because he wanted to be on the same bed, John gave it to her. “Just one, a King sized.”
LaVerne was pleased to hear that answer. She knew, get them on the same bed with us, and there will probably be more money to be had. “Well, you have your answer. We'll all be on one bed, but there's lots of room to spread out on a King mattress.”
Yvonne looked at her husband with concern. “Are you sure that you won't touch her or let him touch me?”
Inwardly LaVerne smiled. With that question to her husband, Yvonne had just told her that it will be a go.
“I promise,” John answered. “All we'll do is be watching and playing on our own side of the bed.”
"I still don't know John. I know that we're in Las Vegas, but this is so unexpected, coming on our honeymoon."
Since she was still playing hard to convince, it took a little time, but finally the blushing bride openly agreed. LaVerne asked for their room number and said she would contact her friend, a bellhop who gets off at ten.
She went on to say she would come a little early and then wait for her friend to come on up.
Off John and Yvonne went to their room, and after they arrived, Yvonne stared at the bed they had spent two nights on and again expressed her concern. “John, I've never been naked in front of anyone else, and I'm not sure I want to see another man with his pants off.”
Inwardly Yvonne was excited about what might happen, see and be seen. Never, at home, would she consider doing anything like this, but this is Las Vegas. Still, she wanted to play the innocent and reluctant wife.
She turned toward John and held out her arms. "Are you sure, John, that you want another man to see me naked and for me to see him, with his cock showing?"
'Fuck fuck! We've already agreed to this,' thought John. 'I've got to keep working on her. He took Yvonne into his arms.
“It'll be alright honey. I can tell, this couple I am sure have done this before. They'll be like your family doctor, seen a lot of bodies and not embarrassed to see or be seen.”
'Kiss me." She had asked, maybe for reassurance that their marriage is secure. His heart beating at what might be to come, John kissed his bride. "I love you, baby."
John was highly aroused at the prospects. He didn't know what might come about, but getting to see LaVerne totally undressed, and her being fucked by another man would be enough in itself, but also, he was proud of his new bride.
Inwardly, John was anxious to show her off to another man. Not necessarily have her being seen while fucking, but just to see how another man might react at seeing her naked.
That thought hit John hard and sent a tingling sensation to his cock. 'Some man is going to be seeing my wife naked, and I can't wait to see the look in his eyes when he sees how nice her body is.'
In a few minutes LaVerne showed up and said that Ernie will be up in a few minutes, soon as he gets off. Enjoying a drink from the little bar in the room, they chatted and waited, but when the appointed time came, the house phone rang.
“Let me get that,” said LaVerne, checking her watch. “It's probably Ernie.”
She answered. Her bellhop friend is being delayed by a partial power failure at another hotel and as some of the people are being brought over to this hotel he must keep working for another 45 minutes or so.
Yvonne shivered. "A 45 minute wait? I still can't believe this is happening. Another man seeing me undressed, and me him."
LaVerne could see that they are getting nervous, and the way Yvonne is talking there is a possibility that she might change her mind. She needed to keep them, especially Yvonne, occupied. Maybe a little freebie. Besides, she is into women, some of them.
“John, I have a suggestion. While we wait, why don't I go down on your wife while you watch?”
John ran his tongue across his lips to wet them as he excitedly visualized his bride having her pussy eaten. “How much?”
LaVerne had not been planning to up her price, but seeing her chance said, “Just another $50.” She smiled. "I'll give you a big price break because I like eating pussy when it looks as delicious as your bride."
They both looked at Yvonne, who was blushing, but John took note, also smiling.
The original plan of no contact between the couple and the hustler just went out the window. John watched breathlessly as LaVerne helped his wife strip down, and then she herself got naked.
As LaVerne admired the body on his bride, John was admiring the body on LaVerne. So nice, big D tits that looked natural and were, and an ass that was not to be believed, even nicer maybe than his wife's.
LaVerne started easing Yvonne into it. Starting with gentle kisses as she faced Yvonne standing up, and to which Yvonne responded nervously, then lying Yvonne onto the bed and using both hands, gently spreading Yvonne's legs. Then lying at first on her stomach, LaVerne's lips met Yvonne's lips, the other set.
LaVerne worked all over Yvonne's almost virgin pussy, all the while pleasuring but not trying to make her cum. No, getting her aroused and keeping her at that point until Ernie arrives, that is the plan.
LaVerne did her work skillfully, bring Yvonne close, then easing off. After a few minutes LaVerne decided it might be prudent to increase the husband's viewing pleasure and also to get him more interested. She slid backward a little on the bed, taking Yvonne with her, and nearing the edge, got up onto her knees and into the doggy position.
Now she was there, at the edge of the bed and available if she can induce the husband into taking a little for himself. With her pussy shoved out there for him to see, LaVerne went into action on this nice pussy she is eating, and wanting to make this young gal let out some sounds.
As he heard his wife sigh with pleasure, John's eyes were wide. Before him, just like that, was a lovely red hair covered snatch, and it looked good, Maybe wet a little and shiny, her tight lips were opened some to his view, and John could see just a little bit of her insides. His cock stiffened immediately.
Not knowing what he should do, and with a man still expected to arrive, John kept his clothes on. Realizing that John is probably too scared to make his move, LaVerne decided to give Yvonne an orgasm and then bring her right back to where she is craving the next one.
She knew. If the wife gets to cum, then in the wife's mind the husband must also. But she didn't want the husband cumming, no not yet.
In a matter of two short minutes Yvonne was having her first orgasm outside of marriage and as John saw his wife cumming with someone else, he rubbed his rod through his pants and asked Yvonne if he can try LaVerne, who was still in the doggy and eating his bride.
LaVerne was looking good, damned good in the doggy, with her red-haired pussy sticking out and up there for John to see and admire.
At first, Yvonne, the jealous type, protested as she stared up and past LaVerne at her husband, who was now standing behind LaVerne. “You want to screw her? But her breasts are larger than mine and you might like her better.”
John laughed, trying to re-assure his innocent bride. “It doesn't matter dear, about her larger breasts. You are smaller overall but your body is perfectly proportioned and I still love you just the same.”
LaVerne, in the middle of her eating, grinned. Her plan had worked. The husband wants to fuck me. Now it's inevitable, her husband isn't thinking that far ahead, but if he fucks me, she will end up fucking Ernie, and there will be more money to be made.
Yvonne sighed. She could see her husband rubbing his bulge. LaVerne was busy licking on her pussy and no matter what, Yvonne wanted this part to continue. “Go ahead then.”
With his wife haven given her reluctant permission, John turned his attention to LaVerne. "It won't cost me?"
LaVerne was more than glad to give her answer. "No John. We need to kill some time and this is probably the best way to be doing it."
Eagerly, John opened his pants and aimed his stiff and dripping rod into what might be the second best pussy he had ever seen. Actually, counting his wife and a couple of girls in high school that he had seen but not really touched to any great degree, John had only seen four.
Yes, like his wife, John had been a virgin up until two nights ago. Everything is still new to him. Now, like he enjoyed doing with his wife, John hesitated with his cock at the entrance and watched as he slowly opened a pussy with his head, watched, came back, and did it again.
“That's right John," LaVerne purred. "The head of your cock feels good. You know just where to place it. Give it to me but don't be in a hurry as you do it. Yes yes, that feels good, your cock feels nice. Ahhh yes. Now this time go deeper and slowly go all the way in.”
His heart pounding both from seeing the view and enjoying the feel, John eased in, deep, deeper, his deepest.
LaVerne, more pleased at having John inside her because of how it might result in more money to be had once Ernie arrives then she was at how his average-sized cock was feeling, sighed exaggeratedly at how he was feeling to her.
"Yes John. Now you have it in and it feels good, doesn't it?" Without waiting for his answer, LaVerne went on. "I've had a few men inside me in this position and they have told me this is the best position to have a woman in if the man wants to see the view. Are you enjoying the view John?"
"Oooh gosh yes. This is so nice to see how your pussy is wrapped all tight around my cock." He saw his wife staring up past LaVerne at his with a look of concern on her face.
"It's alright baby. You feel just as good and just as tight when we do it this way, don't worry." Then he took a stroke, then another as his attention once again went to that pussy.
One minute later LaVerne was being steadily fucked by an upper average sized cock in the doggy while she continued to slobber away on Yvonne. One minute later John seemed to be speeding up his stroking and giving LaVerne his full six and one half inches with each and every stroke.
"John? Don't speed up. You don't want to be cumming too soon. Ernie will be arriving any minute and you want to be sure to be hard and ready for your wife when the time comes."
Finally, Yvonne seemed to be accepting the situation. She was enjoying having her pussy eaten. She could cum anytime now if this woman let her, and the unthinkable had happened, her husband is fucking this woman. Her husband, her loving John, who she knew, was pretty sure, has never fucked another woman before their wedding night.
“Ooh that feels so good, what she's doing to me. Honey? John? How does she feel compared to me?”
“No one could feel as good to me as you dear, but I must admit, she feels really good.”
John was having perhaps the best time of his life. I have my cock in a strange, incredibly beautiful woman, a woman who at the same time is eating on my wife's pussy. Best of all, this fuck is a freebie so it's worth it even if I can't cum in her.
And soon I will be fucking my wife while we watch this woman being fucked by another man.
Life can be so good.
LaVerne spoke up. John's cock was feeling pretty good to her, but then, she had been given many many cocks, and some of them much larger than John. But she needed to make sure that John can last, because there was still money to be earned by fucking in front of this couple.
“John, what you are getting now is a freebie, but be sure and don't cum in me. We're just killing time, so if you cum in me I'm gong to charge you. You must save it for your bride so you can stay hard while you watch me screw my friend. “
Yvonne, being inexperienced, wanted to hear it all. “John? You said last night that I feel really tight. How about her? Is she tighter?”
John was enjoying the view, the view of his cock which was spreading the lips of a pussy that, despite it maybe having had lots of cocks, still felt pretty tight. To be honest, his wife is tighter, but John couldn't feel much difference. Still, he made sure to please his wife.
“No dear. You're tighter than her, and it's probably because she is older and more experienced.”
LaVerne, whose makeup made her look older, was only two years older than John, and she was laughing inside. “These two are just kids. What have I gotten myself into?”
Yvonne persisted. “If she was tighter, would she feel better than me?”
“How can I know something like that? Off the top of my head, she might, but it would not change how I feel about you.” Then John, wanting to pay a compliment to LaVerne, added: "I know this, LaVerne definitely has a lovely ass."
That ass, so curvy and firm. While admiring the view of his cock spreading that red headed snatch, John was enjoying rubbing, caressing and squeezing that ass. But most of all, he wanted to feel those tits, those tits his wife seemed to be jealous of. But they are down there. Leaning forward over LaVerne's ass, John reached.
Oh yes, such nice handfuls. Larger than my wife's tits. I wonder what they feel like when she's standing, or on her back?
Yvonne could see. Her husband John, in addition to slow fucking LaVerne and the way he is staring at her pussy and looking like he is trying to feel and memorize every inch he can touch of her channel, is also leaning forward now and feeling LaVerne's hanging breasts, a full D cup in size.
Yvonne again felt jealousy. "You're feeling her breasts John. Like I said, they are bigger. Do you like feeling her tits more than mine.”
“They are fun to feel, but baby, it's you that I love.”
LaVerne, enjoying herself though this guy did not really turn her on that much, was making the best of things. This was a weeknight, generally slow, and she is making money for doing what she likes most.
A pussy at one end of her body, and a cock at the other.
"John, keep fucking me with that nice cock of yours, but remember not to cum. If you get close, pull it out. OK?" As she was speaking, LaVerne checked her watch. 'Where the Hell is Ernie?'
Ernie, as he so often had to do in this business, had made up a story for LaVerne to tell her clients.
At that particular moment the real story was that Ernie was busily satisfying a 44 year old wife while her 60ish husband stroked his semi-soft cock and watched. A few minutes earlier that husband had been sucking Ernie's cock to 'get him ready' while the pretty wife was in the bathroom 'getting ready' by changing into a sexy negligee.
"Wow Ernie, you really have a nice cock. I wish I was so lucky."
"You're the one who's lucky Mr. Phillips. You've got lots of money and you have a lovely wife." Then Ernie chuckled: "And you know how to suck a cock."
Ernie didn't know it, but the man's wife had been ready to come out of the bathroom, but she was just around the corner, watching as her bi-sexual husband enjoyed sucking Ernie's cock. Sometimes she had to wonder if her husband likes cock more than he likes pussy.
She wasn't sure about her husband, but one thing is for sure, she wanted some of that cock!
Three minutes after her coming to the bed, Ernie had that $300 negligee off.
After her third orgasm and seeing that her husband had an almost full erection, six inches of a potential seven but not having reached a full seven in recent years, the wife was been busily sucking her husband while Ernie got dressed.
But before donning his pants, Ernie took a quick minute to wash his cock in their bathroom sink before leaving.
Ernie walked out $500 richer. $500 dollars for letting a cuckold husband suck his cock and letting the husband watch while he satisfied the horny wife.
Finally, at 10:40 Ernie showed up, letting himself in with a pass key, and as he saw LaVerne keeping the husband busy while the blushing naked bride is lying with her upper half being ignored while on her back he boldly declared that he wanted to give this young lady some equal opportunity.
Ernie was maybe 30, and as Ernie was speaking he went past John, who was caught by surprise, and leaning down, kissed Yvonne, who though also surprised, did not resist.
Shocked at his boldness, this tall good looking man who had walked right in and went for his wife, John protested.
"Wait. What's this?"
But his protest, not very loud was being ignored. Not wanting to interrupt his wife's little adventure, John continued to keep his cock inside LaVerne. Surprisingly, John felt his hard cock stiffen even more as he saw Ernie getting good feels of his wife's lovely C cups as their kiss continued.
John had been excited at the prospect of another man seeing his bride's lovely figure, but this was more. Another man is kissing her and feeling her breasts! Experiencing a combination of anger, jealously, and arousal at the same time, John just stood there with his cock in LaVerne, unable to speak, unable to protest, unable to let his wife know that this is wrong.
No break in the kiss. It was continuing and Yvonne seemed to be craving more. Yvonne smelled the perfume from some other woman on him and surprisingly, this turned her on even more.
John could not believe what he is seeing. Just like that, his wife is allowing herself to be felt up, her lovely breasts, and kissed, probably with tongues, by some stranger whom she has never even been introduced to.
Shit. What's with my wife? It took me three dates, no four, before she would let me feel her tits, and that was only on top of her brassiere.
Then Ernie pulled his lips away, and Yvonne met his eyes with a big smile.
It was then that LaVerne spoke. beating John to the punch. “Ernie, that's Yvonne that you're kissing. She's a two day old bride with lots to learn I suspect. And Ernie, this is her husband John. You were late in coming so I've been letting John do some some experimenting of his own in my pussy.”
That was code for: Her husband's got his cock in me so go for it, she's ready for some action.'
Both Ernie and LaVerne knew, forget the planned action between you and I and let's go for the gold.
Ernie laughed at the introduction. “Hi, all!” As he was speaking, he waved his arm in the air. Then, leaning down, he said "Hello baby" to Yvonne specifically and again kissed Yvonne and took another long feel of her left tit. Then rising, he looked deep into her eyes, and she felt all resistance wane.
Having been brought to the point of orgasm once and on the edge again from a combination of both LaVerne and Ernie's tongues, Yvonne knew what she wanted, no, needs to do.
“John?” Yvonne was looking directly at her husband. “We need to talk.”
John paused in his slow stroking into LaVerne and looked at his wife. He was afraid of what he might be about to hear, having seen her response to Ernie.
Yvonne, seeing how attractive Ernie is and having sampled his kiss and without saying it right out, decided to beg her husband to let her try Ernie since John is already inside LaVerne. Since everyone knew, she didn't have to voice it, words like: "Can I fuck him?"
Yvonne, her heart pounding, took a deep breath. "Can I, please?"
"Baby. That wasn't part of the plan."
What his wife said next, the embarrassing revelation in front of others, was definitely not a part of his plan.
"But John, maybe he'll be able to make me cum, and then after, you might be able to make me cum too."
Oh shit. John's heart dropped as his face turned red with embarrassment. His wife had just said what he never had expected her to say. But these people are strangers thank goodness, and don't know who we are or where we live.
Ernie had heard, and being the bold type, he smiled and jumped in. "Your wife can't cum? That's my specialty. If I make Yvonne cum for you, it will be a sure thing that later you'll be able to get her there as well."
John's face was red. He still had his cock in LaVerne, but it had dwindled to half-size. Hearing Ernie use his wife's name in a familiar manner, like they are already old friends also distressed him.
"Sir, we're young. I mean, we've only been married for three days, two nights I mean. She's had orgasms, my wife has. I've made her cum last night and the night before with my tongue and my fingers, it's just that, when I get Yvonne close, when I'm inside her, and it doesn't matter if I'm going fast or slow, she just can't seem to...to go over.
Yvonne says it sometimes feels like she's right on the edge, but I can't make her go over. Or maybe I cum too soon. I do try to hold back."
As he had entered and walked past John, with his cock in LaVerne, Ernie had taken a look and saw that John's cock is not one of the big ones. He thought he knew what the problem is, an inexperienced young man with a cock that only measures up to average.
"John, that's why you need me," Ernie said with a smile. "This is what I get paid to do, is give a wife pleasure so that later the sex life between the wife and the husband is enhanced."
He studied John's face and saw a familiar expression of concern. "As I fuck your wife, there will be no need to feel jealous of me, or be jealous of how Yvonne reacts to having a strange man inside her.
That's the good part John, me being a stranger. I can be very impartial and not involved with your wife on a mental plane. It will all be strictly physical. Far better than maybe your wife secretly seeking out someone you might know at home and possibly becoming mentally involved with him to see if she can cum with him. "
Ernie stretched out his arms in an expansive manner and grinned. "Just think of me as being like your family doctor since I am a professional and earn my living doing this."
Ernie could see that he had their undivided attention and went on. "This is Las Vegas, where people come to get married. You will not be the first couple I have been with, newlyweds with a bride who needs some help."
John's voice stuttered. "You...you've done this before, with other newlywed couples?
Then, nodding his head, Ernie went on to tell a true story, one of which he is proud.
"John, you might not believe this, but one man actually hired me to break in his virgin bride."
John was shocked. "Someone hired you to fuck his virgin bride? He let you take, I mean break her cherry? Why in the world would he do that?"
Ernie smiled. "He was weird, they were a bit weird, both of them. He didn't want to get blood on his cock, he said. And she wanted to be already broken in so that she would be more ready for her husband."
John and Yvonne were both staring in disbelief.
"Ernie shrugged. "Don't believe me?" He looked over at LaVerne. "Ask her."
LaVerne giggled. "It's a true story far as I know. I wasn't there, but I saw the couple downstairs before Ernie went up with them, and he told me later all about it." She sighed as she went on. "The girl was a real doll, quite lovely and looked to be no more than eighteen, if that."
Ernie broke in. "I think her husband wanted to see someone else fuck her before he did, because the entire time I was warming her up with my mouth before I put my hard cock in her, and I did it nice and gentle like, at first. he was right there, up close and watching every thing I did."
LaVerne looked over at Ernie and smiled at him. "I know Ernie is real proud of that business deal he made. Getting to be the first inside a lovely little thing like that."
LaVerne looked at both John and Yvonne, who still had a look of disbelief on their faces. "It's true. Tell them Ernie how much the dude paid you for breaking her in."
"A grand, and I only spent an hour or so with them."
Again, though the story was true, both Ernie and LaVerne had a motive for relating it. Let these two Vegas Virgins feel they will be getting a great deal on pricing for what they are about to receive.
Ernie gave a secret wink to LaVerne and then turned to John and smiled. "You don't have to worry about that with your bride John. She's already broke in. All we need to do is get Yvonne to cum with a cock. So go for it. Let your wife have a few minutes with me and I assure you she will not be disappointed."
Ernie waited. All was silent as both John and it appeared, Yvonne were afraid to comment. Then John sort of whispered to his wife; "Honey, are your sure you want to do this?
LaVerne did not hesitate as she shook her head in the positive, and John looked to be disappointed.
Ernie took it further. "I'll tell you what John. I said that I get paid to do this, but If your wife does not cum while I fuck her, it will be no charge for my services. How's that?"
Ernie had spoken in a purely professional tone, and John, too inexperienced to realize that Ernie would enjoy fucking his wife no matter whether he gets paid or not, took it that way, business.
Confused, John looked at Yvonne, hoping she would not want to accept Ernie's offer since it sounded so indifferent, in a way. It was no use. Yvonne had been sold on the idea. For free or for a fee, she wanted to be fucked by Ernie.
Yvonne's mind was whirling. She was hoping for a chance to enjoy an orgasm, and a chance to be fucked by a guy who, out of the blue, had came in the door and turned her on even more than she already was.
He's really handsome, is a good kisser, and I really like his eyes. As of yet, Yvonne did not know of his other attributes, but she planned to find out.
“Please honey, It's only fair. Now things have changed. You're having someone else, so just this once let me have someone too. Maybe I'll get to cum. And remember,” she giggled, “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”
Inwardly, LaVerne, her mouth still near and occasionally licking on Yvonne, smiled. Her plan is working beautifully. Get John's cock into herself and the rest was inevitable. Equal time for the young bride.
John, his softened cock now just four or so inches into LaVerne but maybe starting to grow a little, sighed. “Well, OK," he said and making it obvious that he is reluctant. "But just for a little while.”
With his cock now reaching five inches with one and a half to go, John looked at Ernie, a man that until less than ten minutes ago he had never seen.
His face red, John began. “I guess she, Yvonne, really wants this. So you can try my wife, work on her, oh what the heck, fuck her, and I'm only allowing it to happen because I love her...very much."
John paused and blushed, "She's my lovely bride Ernie and you get to fuck her, but I want you to know that she's a newlywed who two nights ago was a virgin. I can confirm that. For sure Yvonne has never been with anyone but me, so be slow, gentle and patient with her.”
John turned his head to look at Yvonne, and she mouthed the words, 'Thank you.'
John had manned up in his thinking. He Is allowing another man with experience to fuck his bride, and all for the purpose of showing her how best to enjoy her marriage, and while allowing Ernie to do it, telling Ernie to be gentle and patient with her.
Best of all, for Yvonne and without realizing it, John had given his permission, in so many words, for Ernie to spend as much time as he wants fucking his bride. 'Be patient with her.' The word 'patient' means take as long as is needed to do the job.
John thought he is showing his wife how much he loves her. Ernie, on the other hand, was taking it slightly different. He gets to fuck this great looking babe and for as long as it takes!
“Fuck yeah, I can be very patient!” Excited now, and with his cock fully engorged, Ernie dropped his drawers, allowing his business prong to escape.
John gulped. 'Son-of-a-bitch, there it is.'
“Wait honey,” John said to his wife, his eyes wide. “He's too big.”
Both John and his bride were eyeballing a cock that indeed, looks like it has been designed to do a lot of pleasuring, big time. And in addition, for sure give a woman her first orgasms.
With a grin on his face, Ernie waited for what he knew and wanted to hear. A discussion about his cock while he finishes undressing. This is not the first time this discussion has happened between a man and wife while he is getting ready.
As a matter of fact, Ernie had heard a man and wife discussion about his cock just minutes before.
"Oooh honey, you found that for me?"
Her husband had asked a bartender and the bartender, for a tip later from Ernie, had made the referral.
Even in Las Vegas, there are often fees to be paid. Maybe not taxes, but money changed hands constantly.
Ernie's gross, after tipping the bartender, had amounted to $400.
Now Ernie was doing it again, only this time the husband had not selected his cock in advance.
Smiling after John had said, 'He's too big,' Ernie looked over and down at LaVerne, and she winked back. Ernie knew, right then, with LaVerne's help, he is going to be fucking Yvonne no matter how much her husband protests.
They had overcome the first obstacle, the mental aspects of John allowing another man to have his wife. Now they had the second obstacle to overcome, the physical part. Ernie knew, there would be no protest coming from the wife.
John was almost panicky. From his early teens years on, he had heard the stories, the jokes about men having huge cocks, nine-inch and ten inch long cocks and thick, and how women would leave their boyfriend or husband for such a cock.
Now John was faced with just that reality. His wife would not be leaving him for a cock like that tonight of course, but there is always the future.
"Baby, he's too big. Look at that. It might hurt you instead of making you cum." John was not just afraid that his wife would find that cock to be superior to his, he was sincerely worried that it might hurt Yvonne inside.
John knew how tight Yvonne is, even for him.
Besides that, John had not been able to find out how deep his wife's pussy is. Nor did his wife, but she intended to find out. She wanted that cock, and the man it is attached to. One time, twice, whatever she might get. She knew, get this man inside me and I will be cumming, no doubt about it.
That fact that LaVerne was still down there and gently licking on her pussy of course was helping her with her desire and decision.
Yvonne smiled sweetly up at her husband, who was still standing there with his cock inside LaVerne. She knew, the argument was won before it even started. .
“John, I don't think it will hurt me. Besides, you told Ernie to be gentle with me." She paused and looked at Ernie, his cock standing out and proud.
"You'll do it slow, putting it in, won't you?"
"Of course baby. I have a lot of experience in these matters. I'll take it easy at first and then, before you know it, you'll be begging me for more, and harder."
Ernie turned his head to look at John, with his cock seemingly buried in LaVerne. "John, this will be very exciting for your lovely young bride as I slip in between her opened legs. Nice legs I might add.
Her heart will be pounding with excitement as we make first contact and there is probably no better wedding gift you could be giving your wife.
Given some time, I might end up making your wife cum more than once. If so, that will be a further aid to your marriage since many wives are never able to achieve multiple orgasms without proper training."
John, his face red, was shaking his head as he continued to stare at Ernie's manhood.
Blushing, Yvonne turned to her husband. "John, please, it's only fair. Let him help out in our marriage. You've been getting a woman with bigger tits, so this once let me have a man with a bigger cock. If he makes me cum first, it won't change how I feel about you.”
'Let me have a man with a bigger cock.' Had his bride actually said that, and in front of others? Who would believe it? John couldn't.
What else could John do but agree? After all, this had mostly been his idea. John had been inside LaVerne for the better part of maybe 30 minutes, so there was no way he can deny his bride her pleasure.
LaVerne, knowing what is about to happen, reached back with one hand and placed it firmly over John's hand, which was on her ass so as to hold him in place. Then she started fucking back at John, getting him hard again and hopefully, fully aroused.
LaVerne knew. To overcome his jealousy, John will need to be aroused when his wife starts to cum and begins showing her joy at how well she is being fucked by Ernie, a professional in both equipment and experience.
Coitus interruptus is the last thing Yvonne would want at that time.
There was something that John needed to know. "Ernie, when that man you talked about, the one who hired you to break in his virgin bride, did he know how big your cock is in advance, or was that a surprise just like it is now for us?"
"I think he knew in advance because he heard it from someone who worked there, that I am a part-time gigolo."
"Was, is your cock bigger than his? Did you see his cock or did he keep it hidden?
"When I started licking on her first, he dropped his drawers and much of the time while
I was warming her up and then breaking in that tight, really tight pussy, she was watching him stroke his cock whenever she wasn't busy kissing me."
"She was kissing you too? Wow. But you saw his cock. How did it compare to yours?"
"I was bigger, probably by two inches in length and an inch or more bigger around."
"Damn! I can't believe that he would let you fuck his virgin bride with that dick after seeing how much bigger you are."
"It's amazing, isn't it," Ernie responded? "But then, you are about to do the same thing. Only difference is, I won't be getting your wife's cherry."
LaVerne broke in with a giggle. "I think John might be more than a little bit excited about all this. His cock in me feels really hard right now."
Hearing that LaVerne was keeping her husband busy up there, Yvonne shuffled her body over towards one side of the bed, getting her throbbing pussy away from LaVerne's mouth so that Ernie can get between her legs and mount up.
Then, almost as an afterthought, Yvonne giggled and said "follow me Ernie" as she slid back a little further and rested her back against the wall. With expectant eyes, she opened her legs wide as Ernie got between them.
His heart pounding, John was watching intently, and though he did not know it, LaVerne too was watching as she turned her head to see.
With his mouth on hers and one hand on her left tit, Ernie slowly eased forward, and as he did, Yvonne gasped as the first two inches of three inch long head made penetration. Her eyes were open, and not wanting to see more of her husband's shocked stare, she closed them.
Take it slow. Be patient with my bride her husband had said.
Smiling down at this near virgin, Ernie continued with his penetration as he slowly eased forward, giving her the widest part of his head. Fuck she's tight!
This is it, thought Ernie as he enjoyed the feel of a pussy being stretched as never before and then giving way as he went past her inner lips.
Another virgin busted, Ernie thought to himself as he felt her lips close down on his shaft. Despite the number of times he had entered a woman in the past, his heart pounded. 'Oh man, this little gal has a nice pussy. Nice and tight. I'm going to spend some time in this babe!'
The fact that he knew her husband is watching to Ernie was also a turn on, big time.
Ernie felt the fat head of his dick squeeze open and then slip past her tight inner lips.
Yvonne groaned. Now halfway inside, Ernie paused and sighed visibly so that this little gal will know his joy. He waited until she had looked up into his eyes, smiled down at her and began to go deeper.
"Like that," he asked softly, but loud enough that her husband heard?
He heard her whisper softly into his ear, "Oh yes."
Then, as he went deeper, Yvonne moaned again. This time, unlike the previous groans, this sounded like she was receiving pleasure. Ernie began to pump.
“Yvonne? Are you alright?” Yvonne was making lots of noise. Those noises were new to John's ears. He stared at his wife, the wife with the long brown hair that he so loves. Now she was no longer exclusively his.
John wasn't sure that his bride had heard him, and as John waited a moment to see if his wife would reply, he watched Ernie's ass, cock and balls as he worked Yvonne's stretched pussy.
John could see that Ernie had all the hair shaved from around his balls and apparently, his ass as well, and John wondered it he should do that sometime in the future. Ernie was using a combination of in and outs, and side-to-sides, and all the while giving out generously with the kisses.
At the moment, Ernie seemed to be leaving two or three inches on the outside, and the view of a final portion of cock staying dry was hot, erotic to the max. That dry cock will soon be wet, John knew, and confirming that my bride is now taking it all.
John had seen views like this on the internet, where a cock is inside a woman but some is being left on the outside for the camera to see, but never in person, and never, he had thought, would he be seeing his wife like this.
Yvonne, who was heavily involved with the man on and in her, seemed not to have heard. John raised his voice. "Please Honey? Yvonne, are you alright? You're making lots of strange sounds."
The tone of her voice might indicate that Yvonne was annoyed at the interruption. “I...I think so John. I'm getting used to him."
John was about to ask if it feels uncomfortable or if not, if Ernie feels better to her than he does, but it was at that moment that Ernie chose to finish his entry. "Oooh fuccck. Honey? He's all the way in now.”
"I can see that," John acknowledged with a hint of sadness as he saw Ernie bury it fully and then come back a ways with his cock, and sure enough, the entire shaft looked to be wet and shiny now.
Then, as Yvonne moaned softly, Ernie buried it again and paused. Now, with that big cock fully buried in his wife, John could not see the stretching as well as before.
Those big balls were blocking John's view as Ernie began grinding his hips sideways and giving the maximum rub to Yvonne's clitoris.
It took less than a minute after full penetration. Her first cum by fucking.
Yvonne started shaking as she dug her fingers into Ernie. It was building, building, better than the ones given by the tongues of her husband or LaVerne. Her toes began to curl.
At last! Yvonne began having her first orgasm by fucking. "Ooh shit, oh honey. John? He's making me cum!"
"Already?"
His fears, planted since his early teens were being realized. John's wife, his new bride, was cumming with another man, a strange man with a huge cock, and it had started no more than a minute after that cock had been inside her.
'Already?' John had blurted it out, and below and in front of him, LaVerne smiled. Yes, already, LaVerne had known what would happen when Ernie went into his fuck routine, and she tightened the grip of her hand on John's.
Maybe it's better now to take his attention away from his wife. LaVerne turned her head. "John, maybe it would be better if you aren't watching her. Do you want me to get on my back now so we can concentrate on one another?"
John had lost most of his interest in LaVerne. "No, I prefer to stay up here and watch my hired man do his work." LaVerne recognized the tone of his voice, more arousal than anger.
As John watched, not believing what he is seeing because Yvonne's pussy had turned a shade of red, his wife, tears of joy in her eyes as her orgasm wound down, held Ernie's body against her. She was still using using the wall as a backrest as she continued to spread her legs wide so that Ernie could better do his thing.
Having given Yvonne her first orgasm while still being gentle and breaking her in, Ernie began some serious fucking and Yvonne groaned heavily. He started thrusting at her with more force, driving Yvonne's body up against the wall with a thump on each stroke.
John groaned as well because in addition to seeing his bride being expertly fucked, he was also seeing the naked Ernie in all his glory from the backside. Each time Ernie shoved forward, John saw the crack of his ass squeeze tightly closed, then open up each time he came back.
Yvonne was doing a combination of gasping, moaning and sighing. Now it was John's turn to do the asking.
“Shit baby. He's really giving it to you. I know that you came already, but that might just be because you're having a strange man. But does he actually feel better than me?"
John was expecting, half-hoping that his wife, whether being truthful or lying, will say something like 'No dear. Not as good as you.' But Yvonne, being new at this and her husband having 'hired' a man for her pleasure, told the truth.
“Yes, yes he does feel better, that's what he is hired to do. But I still love you.”
John did not know if he could believe his wife about the love, because immediately after telling John she still loved him, Yvonne started kissing Ernie, and passionately.
His firm buttocks flexing and knowing his performance is being watched, Ernie fucked and pulled out all the tricks from his bag of knowledge. Again, Yvonne let out a series of moans.
John had to ask again, even though, in a way, he might be putting himself down. For some reason, maybe to punish himself, he needed to know "Honey? Yvonne?"
She was trying to catch her breath. "What is it," Yvonne asked, sounding annoyed now?
John, paying for this, felt that he has a right to be asking.
"You said Ernie feels better. Is it because he knows better how to do it, or because his cock is bigger?"
Again his wife, since this is a hired man in her, told the truth. Perhaps her being irritated now at her husband also added to her next outburst.
"Both. He knows how to do it, his cock is bigger, and, and yes, it's mainly because his cock is bigger." Yvonne sighed and hugged Ernie tighter. "I can feel every inch of it, all the way up and inside me."
Feeling confident now as a cocksman fed the cock to her, Yvonne said more, trying to be funny perhaps to alleviate her husband's fears, but John took it to be true.
"Ernie should charge by the inch. If he did, he might make more money, and he'd be worth every dollar,"
Then it really started happening as Yvonne began cumming, once, twice, then multiples, while her poor husband had to watch and continue to hold back.
John held his tongue. He wanted to ask her again, to see how it is feeling, but for what reason? It is obvious to all that his wife is now cumming, and doing so easily.
Five minutes passed while John, his mind on his wife and not LaVerne, took maybe a total of 20 slow strokes separated by pauses into LaVerne while he watched his wife get somewhere close to two hundred strokes into her married but no longer faithful and innocent pussy.
Almost two hundred two inch deeper strokes Ernie had given John's two day old bride.
Almost two hundred more than an inch bigger around strokes Ernie had given John's two day old bride.
In five minutes Ernie brought Yvonne to more orgasms with his cock than John had in the previous two nights and three days by using his tongue or fingers. Twice as many.
Orgasms that also were more intense and satisfying. The ultimate cum for a woman. A cum around a cock that feels wonderful, fulfilling, and large enough to give her clasping inner lips something to hold onto tightly during her orgasms.
And yes, a cock that is being wielded by a man who turns the woman on, and who really knows how to use that cock.
Worried now at how his wife is responding under another man, John started trying to end this when Ernie seemed to have slowed down for a moment. First he had another
question to ask of Ernie.
"Ernie, when you were fucking that bride, the one whose cherry you took in front of her husband, and your cock is so big, did she cum with you too? It should have been hurting her more than make her cum, it seems."
Ernie paused in his fucking, something John had hoped for since Yvonne seemed to be enjoying Ernie a bit too much as he answered.
"She didn't cum the first time I fucked her. I had to pop that cherry and it hurt her some I think. I waited until she calmed down, she cried a bit, and then I started again.
I fucked her slow and gentle and then she asked me, actually asked me to do it a little harder and faster. I fucked her that way and when I sensed she might not be able to cum her first time out, I asked her husband if he wanted me to keep fucking because I was afraid I might make her too sore for him to be following me.
But he told me to make her cum first, and then after I came he would take over. So I did, giving her lots of kissing in the process, eye to eye and all that. That did it, the feeling that I cared about her a little bit. She came, I came after I had made her cum, and then, he did."
"He made his bride cum too?"
"No, just fucked her I think. She was pretty satisfied and maybe worn out time he got on her, but I think he really enjoyed feeling her pussy all full of my cum."
Yvonne, all ears, giggled. "Maybe my husband will be seeing what that's like before long. Feeling my pussy full of your cum."
That John didn't want. “OK, honey, Yvonne?" Now having her attention for a moment, John began his plea. "I've tried LaVerne and you have tried Ernie and we know now you can cum by fucking, so let's lie together on the bed and watch them doing it.”
“No John no. Let me finish with him please.” She hesitated, "Besides, I want to feel
Ernie cumming inside me when it's time."
Yvonne had requested more of the same, and by saying 'when it's time,' had indicated that she is in no hurry to end this.
Then she giggled as she squeezed Ernie with her arms and legs. "Just want to make sure you get your money's worth out of Ernie."
Knowing now that he has John by the balls, Ernie saw his chance. Fucking someone else's wife and giving her first orgasms while the helpless husband is watching is a fantasy come true, but money is the name of the game. In Vegas, money is everything.
“John, this is not part of the original arrangement. It was supposed to be you two watch us two for $200 apiece. But now it has changed and we are performing additional services including me making your wife cum and she wants me to keep going."
Ernie paused in his speaking to give Yvonne two or three hard pumps. "Like this!"
"Uuh uuh uuh!"
"Oh yes, so deep, Ernie."
Yvonne had spoken for him as Ernie grinned down at her and then over to John. "The cost goes up when our clients are actually touching us.”
John sighed while LaVerne continued to hold him inside her with her hand, legs and pussy. His cock, over the past few minutes had constantly been cycling between rigid and semi-soft.
“Ernie, we never agreed on a figure. How much more for me being in LaVerne and you being inside my wife?” Then John thought of a better way to describe what is happening with Yvonne. "Or maybe I should say; for my wife getting to wrap her tight pussy around your big cock?"
Ernie smiled as he and LaVerne exchanged grins at the way John had expressed himself, then he added to his reasons for the rising cost.
“And don't forget John, me showing your wife how to cum while LaVerne is keeping you happy and hard. We'll go easy on you. I'd say another hundred apiece should do it.”
“Fuck! Another two hundred?” John's voice rose. He calculated in his mind. “That's six hundred fifty total!”
Yvonne interjected, her voice sounding strained as she gasped out her words while Ernie continued his fucking. “John, shit, that's cheap for what we are getting. Don't forget that some guy paid Ernie a thousand dollars all by himself."
Yvonne gasped loudly as Ernie gave her another one of his hard and deep strokes to remind her fully of what she is getting.
"Oh fuccck Ernie that's good. John, we are getting two for way less that that thousand. So forget the amount and please tell me. Have you cum yet, in LaVerne?"
"No baby. I was kind of saving it for you and me."
Yvonne was extremely aroused and wanted to just go on being fucked and cumming and not have to deal with this.
"Well, go ahead and cum in her. Keep fucking LaVerne for a while if you want to. I've been cumming, so you need to as well. This time you can have your first cum inside another girl.
Why not get you money's worth? And don't argue. Just pay him, them. This is a one time thing and I want to finish this with Ernie.”
Seeing the look on John's face, Ernie added the frosting on the cake. This 'job' to him had now become a very pleasurable experience, mentally as well as physically. Instead of saying 'her,' Ernie wanted to rub it in and say 'your wife.'
“John, it took a little bit of work to get my magic prong in, but now I've got your wife's delicious pussy stretched really wide, so when she says she's ready I'm going to give her a big load.
Oh fuck yeah. With this tight fit between us, Yvonne will really be able to feel my hard cock throbbing and I won't charge any extra for letting your wife feel me cumming in her.”
“Thanks a lot Ernie.”
It was the young bride now who knew what she wants. She had matured quickly. “Enough of this foolishness you silly men. Now that we've agreed on a price, let's do some serious fucking without interruption!”
Ernie started giving it to her, the big one, big time. He started talking dirty to Yvonne, partly to arouse her, partly to sooth his ego, and partly to annoy or maybe turn her husband on.
"Do you like my cock baby, my big cock? Your husband bought it for you, and now it's all yours to enjoy. Do you like the way this hired professional uses his equipment? Come one, tell me, and say it loud so your husband can hear and feel he is getting his money's worth."
"Damn you Ernie. You're so bad. You know I'm loving this and you like rubbing it in to my husband while you're rubbing it in me, your cock, that is."
"Fuck yeah baby. You've got a great pussy. Just like you said about how your husband should be paying me by the inch, you could be earning a lot of money if you went to work here in Vegas."
"Forget that," John yelled out. "No way is my wife going to be selling her married pussy!"
Yvonne giggled. "He was only kidding John."
Ernie laughed. "Yeah baby, I was kidding about you going to work in Vegas, but I wasn't kidding about how good your tight pussy feels. It took a little work to get it to the proper size, but now you fit me just fine."
Yvonne was groaning now and said: “Oh Ernie. I hope you won't raise the price if we do some kissing.”
“No baby, I'll throw that in for free.” Inwardly, Ernie was grinning broadly. This is the ultimate. The taking of a young wife, wielding a big cock and giving a bride her first orgasms while her husband is helpless to stop it.
Better still, besides getting paid to do this by her husband, is the knowledge that this little wife I am fucking is getting more cock than her husband can possibly ever deliver. I'll be in her memories forever.
As Dirty Ernie fed the cock to Yvonne and after her having more orgasms, Yvonne seemed to go limp under him. He had fucked her almost lifeless. Their lips in total contact now, it was obvious to the other couple watching. Ernie owns her.
Ernie was moving slower now, lying more onto Yvonne and placing his body against hers in total contact from mouth to toes. It looked almost like, yes, it was, romantic. They were being so gentle with one another, so loving, and Yvonne's body was starting to shine like she is sweating.
Five minutes, ten, fifteen minutes passed while Yvonne enjoyed two or three more orgasms, quiet orgasms, but perhaps the best of all.
At the end, Ernie had one powerful orgasm.
"Oh shit. Now you really feel big!" Yvonne had her legs as high as she could get them around Ernie's waist as she humped her ass up at him in a desperate attempt to feel that last long inch.
Yvonne, too, had one last powerful but somehow, despite her humping, gentle orgasm, and her pussy had been left abused, and soaking wet with cum.
John had one of moderate intensity due to his jealousy but he had been dribbling cum into LaVerne for quite some time, so her pussy already was abused and had been left a soaking wet with cum mess.
LaVerne faked one. She faked it even though John had been inside her for the better part of an hour, half the time hard, and half the time varying between totally soft and semi. So yes, she faked it, moaning at the appropriate time as gasping, John spewed what remained of his load inside her.
It was over now, and John, his bare cock four inches long, limp and dripping, had his billfold out as he stood beside the mattress and handed over the agreed to amounts to both Ernie and LaVerne, who were getting dressed.
John was resentful inside. It was one thing for him to pay for the enjoyment of having LaVerne's pussy, but it was another to have to pay the well hung bellhop for fucking his beautiful bride.
True, Ernie had taught his wife how to cum, but somehow, John was not sure he was getting his money's worth.
And in the process, maybe the bellhop had ruined Yvonne both mentally and physically for her husband as he had expertly used his powerful cock on her and given her multiple orgasms in the process. But then, isn't that what a professional gigolo is supposed to do?
Ernie and LaVerne were getting dressed quickly now, knowing it is time to leave. They knew that after they are gone, the couple will have the inevitable conversation, and it might be filled with accusations, and questions. No, best not to take showers and just leave.
Meanwhile, her brief marriage maybe in tatters, an uncaring and sweaty Yvonne remained on her back, her legs spread out across the wrinkled and stained mattress and too weak to move.
She knew that there was a big load of cum in her, yet she felt too weak to go to the bathroom. Yet, somehow, she must or one of them will have a big wet spot to sleep on.
Besides that, for a while she wanted to keep some of Ernie in her, to remember him by.
“Goodbye,” Yvonne called out and barely able to raise her head as the working couple went out the door. “And thank you, both of you.”
John, still naked, billfold in hand, stared at the door as it closed. Silently, he continued to stare at the door for maybe 20 seconds.
Outside that door and waiting for the elevator, Ernie and LaVerne smiled at one another, and then they hugged as the door to the elevator opened. Once inside, Ernie asked, "Did you get to cum too?"
"Fuck no. The little twerp kept going down. Do you want to take care of me?"
Ernie checked his watch. "Might as well, it't too late to line someone else up. Your place or mine?"
"Mine,' LaVerne answered. "That way I can get some sleep while you go home, or if you want, you can sleep beside me."
"We can play it by ear, but first I want to play with these." As the door to the elevator opened at the garage level, Ernie was squeezing her tits.
John had stared at the door as they had left. Then, turning his head, he looked at his formerly shy, naïve and almost innocent bride, her married pussy having been serviced by a professional stud and at the moment looking red, stretched and abused.
She should have been the reluctant bride, but had been so willing to try a new man. All it had taken was a couple of kisses, a feel on her tits, and that was it. She had agreed to do it even before feasting her eyes on that cock Ernie proudly boasted.
More cum was seeping out. Thin cum in huge quantity. Ernie had cum a big one.
She looked asleep.
“Honey?”
No answer.
“Baby?”
She was indeed, asleep.
Her legs were still wide apart, her pussy gaping.
John sighed as he stroked his semi-erect cock and stared down at his sweaty, well-fucked bride. Now, more than ever, he felt turned on. Why hadn't he had this much desire while he was still inside LaVerne?
My bride. Shall I try to fuck her? Not now, maybe later tonight. No, it's almost midnight.
Should I? He looked down at his almost fully erect prick. One cum, after all, had not been enough for him. He wondered: What does her pussy feel like with another man's cum filling it?
But she looks so tired.
He released his cock. Better save this.
Still, with his wife laying with her legs spread, her pussy visible to the world, so to speak, John could not tear his eyes away. Never, in their two previous nights and partial days had she posed for him like this.
For some reason unknown to him, John felt the urge to go and open the door, watch up and down the hall, and if a man comes by, invite him in to see his wife's pussy. That's all, just see, and maybe the guy can jack off of while John watches him and yanks off himself.
This is Las Vegas.
No one knows who we are. No one would know my wife's name. She won't even know I let some man in. I could tell him, look at my bride, her abused pussy. Some bellhop with a huge cock did that. That's what I might tell him.
I could tell him that my wife was giving the bellhop the eye when we checked in and when I started to tip him he said 'never mind, I'll be taking your bride.'
Or Hell, I might even tell him the truth that I've never been able to make my wife cum, and some dude I hired made her cum. Over and over.
John took it even further in his mind. Hell, I might tell him that Yvonne was a virgin tonight, that I had not yet fucked my bride and the bellhop got her cherry., He looked around. No, that wouldn't work, there's no blood on the sheets.
He'd get a hard on for sure, seeing my wife like that. Then we could jack off together. I might let him get over her on the bed, and with her legs like that he could get between them and get close. He might even be able to cum on her, on her pussy.
Fuck, the way she is sleeping like that, all worn out and with her pussy still open and wet, he could probably slip his dick in. If he is the same size as me, she'll think it is me. If he is bigger, she'll think she is dreaming and that Ernie has returned.
John almost did it. Headed for the door and changed his mind. Then, a minute later he again returned to the door and opened it. Looking each way up and down the hall, he waited for almost ten minutes, and not one person came by, not even a couple.
Then John returned to the bed and sat on the edge. He could feel his heart pounding at the thought of what he had almost tried to do.
John was *******, but over the past two hours, he had been introduced to the world of voyeurism and exhibitionism. It would become a major part in his future marriage. Over time, his wife would be more than glad to provide him with visual thrills.
John kept the lights on, gently stroking his hard cock and looking at her abused pussy until finally, after maybe 30 minutes, Yvonne rolled onto her side.
The entire atmosphere of the room seemed to change. The sex acts were over.
Shit. Maybe I muffed it. If I had just crawled on, Yvonne would have let me fuck her. Maybe she would have woke up, maybe not. Now the time is past. Sometime during the night she will probably get up and drain Ernie's cum, and then I'll never know what it might have felt like to get, what do they call it?
Oh yes. Sloppy seconds. Sloppy seconds on my bride. My maybe stretched out bride. If I fall asleep, maybe I'll luck out and wake up when she starts to get up, and I'll be able to slip my cock into her before she drains Ernie.
I know. If I miss getting her before she hits the toilet, checkout is at 11. I'll start fucking Yvonne about nine and maybe I'll be able to make her cum before we leave. I'll keep saying how much I love her. That might help.
by EroticWriter
John's wife took a deep breath. "Can I, please?"
"Baby. That wasn't part of the plan."
What she said next, the embarrassing revelation in front of others, was definitely not a part of his plan.
"But John. Maybe he'll be able to make me cum, and then after, you might be able to make me cum too."
John and Yvonne, a newly wed couple married in Los Angeles and having driven to Las Vegas for their honeymoon spent the better part of two days in their room. By the third day. they had done it all, so they thought, including having tried several things sexual and learning what seems to work and what doesn't.
They had learned that for now, her husband John can only bring her to orgasm orally or with his fingers. A few times Yvonne had been close to orgasm while he is fucking her, needing only a little more, maybe a push, and then he would cum prematurely. They knew, had read about things like this and knew that, in time, they will work it out.
Having satisfied their curiosity, they decided to explore the hotel/casino that until now they had not really seen.
That was when they met a lovely female hustler in the hotel lounge. The hustler, a redhead using the name 'LaVerne', was skilled in the art of meeting people and holding their interest. It was her stock in trade.
Looking even younger than her 23 years, LaVerne had only been at this for a couple of years, but she had learned her trade well.
Many was the time LaVerne had managed to get a supposedly happily married man to cheat, often for the first time, on his wife. But this meet was more of a challenge. She was trying to fuck a man, with his wife right here.
After some get acquainted time, the redheaded hustler suggested their having a threesome, for money.
Yvonne, never having been involved sexually with anyone but her new husband was shocked, while John, already turned on by this stacked woman who knew how to hold his interest, pretended to be shocked.
Seeing the look on Yvonne's face, John nervously shook his head at LaVerne. “We're just married and it probably wouldn't be right for us to do that, for me to be involved with another woman on our honeymoon.”
LaVerne smiled. “John John, having a honeymoon in Las Vegas is so non-original. Why don't you two make it one to remember by letting me enhance your honeymoon?”
John frowned, trying to act innocent while all the while wanting somehow to fuck this woman. His wife was a knockout, but having never been involved with a professional looker, John was intrigued. “How?”
LaVerne concentrated most of her attention and conversation on Yvonne, knowing now that she is the one that has to be convinced. “If not a threesome, we can make it a foursome. I have a friend working here in the hotel. Like you with me, your wife would find him to be very attractive. He's very nice looking, both in face and body.”
Hoping to have tweaked Yvonne's curiosity, LaVerne paused, hoping for a response from Yvonne, but again John did the talking as an image of his bride under another man appeared in his mind.
“A foursome? Both of us do it with someone else? We just got married and I don't think we're quite ready for something like that.” John saw the look on his wife's face and added: “Maybe never.”
Using all the charm at her disposal, LaVerne continued. “I can understand the two of you not wanting to be personally involved with anyone this early in your marriage. But I can see that you guys are interested in or maybe seeking adventure. So for fun, why don't you have some fun watching me screw my male friend while you screw each other?”
Taking a sip of her drink, LaVerne added a line designed to allay the little wife's concerns. “There would be no touching.”
“Wow. Watch you having sex?” John knew what her answer would be. “For money I suppose.”
“Yes, of course for money, but since this guy and I are good friends. you'll get a good show because I like fucking him and he me. It's been a while since we've been together so we'll be horny for one another. So if you want to watch us, we won't ask much, say $200 each for say, an hour of our time.”
If he couldn't fuck LaVerne, John wanted to at least get to see her naked. And seeing her being fucked, wow. Unknown to John, his bride's mind was also having thoughts, thoughts of seeing another man naked, one whom she had been told is nice looking in face and body, and fucking this woman her husband seems to be so attracted to.
For the first time, Yvonne did the asking.
“You'd be totally naked? Both of you?”
LaVerne smiled. “But of course. In your bedroom.”
Surprised, John looked at his bride. In his mind was the thought that, if we watch someone else having sex while we are doing it, that maybe Yvonne will cum. John wasn't rich, but he had a fairly good income. Deciding this would be worth the money, he went for it.
“Honey. That's $400 but I've never watched anyone else having sex and I am sure, you having been a virgin until two nights ago, have never seen anyone doing it. So what say, want to watch someone doing it while we make love to each other at the same time?”
What he wanted to say but couldn't in front of LaVerne was, 'maybe you'll be able to cum with me, baby."
Her reply was a hopeful sign. “And we will we be naked in front of them?”
John's heart was beating faster. Her question sounded like she might go for it! “Of course we'll be naked, but we're supposed to be watching them rather than them us.”
“Will we be on the same bed?”
John looked over at LaVerne. “Will we?”
LaVerne shrugged. “Does your room have two beds or one?”
Happy to give the answer because he wanted to be on the same bed, John gave it to her. “Just one, a King sized.”
LaVerne was pleased to hear that answer. She knew, get them on the same bed with us, and there will probably be more money to be had. “Well, you have your answer. We'll all be on one bed, but there's lots of room to spread out on a King mattress.”
Yvonne looked at her husband with concern. “Are you sure that you won't touch her or let him touch me?”
Inwardly LaVerne smiled. With that question to her husband, Yvonne had just told her that it will be a go.
“I promise,” John answered. “All we'll do is be watching and playing on our own side of the bed.”
"I still don't know John. I know that we're in Las Vegas, but this is so unexpected, coming on our honeymoon."
Since she was still playing hard to convince, it took a little time, but finally the blushing bride openly agreed. LaVerne asked for their room number and said she would contact her friend, a bellhop who gets off at ten.
She went on to say she would come a little early and then wait for her friend to come on up.
Off John and Yvonne went to their room, and after they arrived, Yvonne stared at the bed they had spent two nights on and again expressed her concern. “John, I've never been naked in front of anyone else, and I'm not sure I want to see another man with his pants off.”
Inwardly Yvonne was excited about what might happen, see and be seen. Never, at home, would she consider doing anything like this, but this is Las Vegas. Still, she wanted to play the innocent and reluctant wife.
She turned toward John and held out her arms. "Are you sure, John, that you want another man to see me naked and for me to see him, with his cock showing?"
'Fuck fuck! We've already agreed to this,' thought John. 'I've got to keep working on her. He took Yvonne into his arms.
“It'll be alright honey. I can tell, this couple I am sure have done this before. They'll be like your family doctor, seen a lot of bodies and not embarrassed to see or be seen.”
'Kiss me." She had asked, maybe for reassurance that their marriage is secure. His heart beating at what might be to come, John kissed his bride. "I love you, baby."
John was highly aroused at the prospects. He didn't know what might come about, but getting to see LaVerne totally undressed, and her being fucked by another man would be enough in itself, but also, he was proud of his new bride.
Inwardly, John was anxious to show her off to another man. Not necessarily have her being seen while fucking, but just to see how another man might react at seeing her naked.
That thought hit John hard and sent a tingling sensation to his cock. 'Some man is going to be seeing my wife naked, and I can't wait to see the look in his eyes when he sees how nice her body is.'
In a few minutes LaVerne showed up and said that Ernie will be up in a few minutes, soon as he gets off. Enjoying a drink from the little bar in the room, they chatted and waited, but when the appointed time came, the house phone rang.
“Let me get that,” said LaVerne, checking her watch. “It's probably Ernie.”
She answered. Her bellhop friend is being delayed by a partial power failure at another hotel and as some of the people are being brought over to this hotel he must keep working for another 45 minutes or so.
Yvonne shivered. "A 45 minute wait? I still can't believe this is happening. Another man seeing me undressed, and me him."
LaVerne could see that they are getting nervous, and the way Yvonne is talking there is a possibility that she might change her mind. She needed to keep them, especially Yvonne, occupied. Maybe a little freebie. Besides, she is into women, some of them.
“John, I have a suggestion. While we wait, why don't I go down on your wife while you watch?”
John ran his tongue across his lips to wet them as he excitedly visualized his bride having her pussy eaten. “How much?”
LaVerne had not been planning to up her price, but seeing her chance said, “Just another $50.” She smiled. "I'll give you a big price break because I like eating pussy when it looks as delicious as your bride."
They both looked at Yvonne, who was blushing, but John took note, also smiling.
The original plan of no contact between the couple and the hustler just went out the window. John watched breathlessly as LaVerne helped his wife strip down, and then she herself got naked.
As LaVerne admired the body on his bride, John was admiring the body on LaVerne. So nice, big D tits that looked natural and were, and an ass that was not to be believed, even nicer maybe than his wife's.
LaVerne started easing Yvonne into it. Starting with gentle kisses as she faced Yvonne standing up, and to which Yvonne responded nervously, then lying Yvonne onto the bed and using both hands, gently spreading Yvonne's legs. Then lying at first on her stomach, LaVerne's lips met Yvonne's lips, the other set.
LaVerne worked all over Yvonne's almost virgin pussy, all the while pleasuring but not trying to make her cum. No, getting her aroused and keeping her at that point until Ernie arrives, that is the plan.
LaVerne did her work skillfully, bring Yvonne close, then easing off. After a few minutes LaVerne decided it might be prudent to increase the husband's viewing pleasure and also to get him more interested. She slid backward a little on the bed, taking Yvonne with her, and nearing the edge, got up onto her knees and into the doggy position.
Now she was there, at the edge of the bed and available if she can induce the husband into taking a little for himself. With her pussy shoved out there for him to see, LaVerne went into action on this nice pussy she is eating, and wanting to make this young gal let out some sounds.
As he heard his wife sigh with pleasure, John's eyes were wide. Before him, just like that, was a lovely red hair covered snatch, and it looked good, Maybe wet a little and shiny, her tight lips were opened some to his view, and John could see just a little bit of her insides. His cock stiffened immediately.
Not knowing what he should do, and with a man still expected to arrive, John kept his clothes on. Realizing that John is probably too scared to make his move, LaVerne decided to give Yvonne an orgasm and then bring her right back to where she is craving the next one.
She knew. If the wife gets to cum, then in the wife's mind the husband must also. But she didn't want the husband cumming, no not yet.
In a matter of two short minutes Yvonne was having her first orgasm outside of marriage and as John saw his wife cumming with someone else, he rubbed his rod through his pants and asked Yvonne if he can try LaVerne, who was still in the doggy and eating his bride.
LaVerne was looking good, damned good in the doggy, with her red-haired pussy sticking out and up there for John to see and admire.
At first, Yvonne, the jealous type, protested as she stared up and past LaVerne at her husband, who was now standing behind LaVerne. “You want to screw her? But her breasts are larger than mine and you might like her better.”
John laughed, trying to re-assure his innocent bride. “It doesn't matter dear, about her larger breasts. You are smaller overall but your body is perfectly proportioned and I still love you just the same.”
LaVerne, in the middle of her eating, grinned. Her plan had worked. The husband wants to fuck me. Now it's inevitable, her husband isn't thinking that far ahead, but if he fucks me, she will end up fucking Ernie, and there will be more money to be made.
Yvonne sighed. She could see her husband rubbing his bulge. LaVerne was busy licking on her pussy and no matter what, Yvonne wanted this part to continue. “Go ahead then.”
With his wife haven given her reluctant permission, John turned his attention to LaVerne. "It won't cost me?"
LaVerne was more than glad to give her answer. "No John. We need to kill some time and this is probably the best way to be doing it."
Eagerly, John opened his pants and aimed his stiff and dripping rod into what might be the second best pussy he had ever seen. Actually, counting his wife and a couple of girls in high school that he had seen but not really touched to any great degree, John had only seen four.
Yes, like his wife, John had been a virgin up until two nights ago. Everything is still new to him. Now, like he enjoyed doing with his wife, John hesitated with his cock at the entrance and watched as he slowly opened a pussy with his head, watched, came back, and did it again.
“That's right John," LaVerne purred. "The head of your cock feels good. You know just where to place it. Give it to me but don't be in a hurry as you do it. Yes yes, that feels good, your cock feels nice. Ahhh yes. Now this time go deeper and slowly go all the way in.”
His heart pounding both from seeing the view and enjoying the feel, John eased in, deep, deeper, his deepest.
LaVerne, more pleased at having John inside her because of how it might result in more money to be had once Ernie arrives then she was at how his average-sized cock was feeling, sighed exaggeratedly at how he was feeling to her.
"Yes John. Now you have it in and it feels good, doesn't it?" Without waiting for his answer, LaVerne went on. "I've had a few men inside me in this position and they have told me this is the best position to have a woman in if the man wants to see the view. Are you enjoying the view John?"
"Oooh gosh yes. This is so nice to see how your pussy is wrapped all tight around my cock." He saw his wife staring up past LaVerne at his with a look of concern on her face.
"It's alright baby. You feel just as good and just as tight when we do it this way, don't worry." Then he took a stroke, then another as his attention once again went to that pussy.
One minute later LaVerne was being steadily fucked by an upper average sized cock in the doggy while she continued to slobber away on Yvonne. One minute later John seemed to be speeding up his stroking and giving LaVerne his full six and one half inches with each and every stroke.
"John? Don't speed up. You don't want to be cumming too soon. Ernie will be arriving any minute and you want to be sure to be hard and ready for your wife when the time comes."
Finally, Yvonne seemed to be accepting the situation. She was enjoying having her pussy eaten. She could cum anytime now if this woman let her, and the unthinkable had happened, her husband is fucking this woman. Her husband, her loving John, who she knew, was pretty sure, has never fucked another woman before their wedding night.
“Ooh that feels so good, what she's doing to me. Honey? John? How does she feel compared to me?”
“No one could feel as good to me as you dear, but I must admit, she feels really good.”
John was having perhaps the best time of his life. I have my cock in a strange, incredibly beautiful woman, a woman who at the same time is eating on my wife's pussy. Best of all, this fuck is a freebie so it's worth it even if I can't cum in her.
And soon I will be fucking my wife while we watch this woman being fucked by another man.
Life can be so good.
LaVerne spoke up. John's cock was feeling pretty good to her, but then, she had been given many many cocks, and some of them much larger than John. But she needed to make sure that John can last, because there was still money to be earned by fucking in front of this couple.
“John, what you are getting now is a freebie, but be sure and don't cum in me. We're just killing time, so if you cum in me I'm gong to charge you. You must save it for your bride so you can stay hard while you watch me screw my friend. “
Yvonne, being inexperienced, wanted to hear it all. “John? You said last night that I feel really tight. How about her? Is she tighter?”
John was enjoying the view, the view of his cock which was spreading the lips of a pussy that, despite it maybe having had lots of cocks, still felt pretty tight. To be honest, his wife is tighter, but John couldn't feel much difference. Still, he made sure to please his wife.
“No dear. You're tighter than her, and it's probably because she is older and more experienced.”
LaVerne, whose makeup made her look older, was only two years older than John, and she was laughing inside. “These two are just kids. What have I gotten myself into?”
Yvonne persisted. “If she was tighter, would she feel better than me?”
“How can I know something like that? Off the top of my head, she might, but it would not change how I feel about you.” Then John, wanting to pay a compliment to LaVerne, added: "I know this, LaVerne definitely has a lovely ass."
That ass, so curvy and firm. While admiring the view of his cock spreading that red headed snatch, John was enjoying rubbing, caressing and squeezing that ass. But most of all, he wanted to feel those tits, those tits his wife seemed to be jealous of. But they are down there. Leaning forward over LaVerne's ass, John reached.
Oh yes, such nice handfuls. Larger than my wife's tits. I wonder what they feel like when she's standing, or on her back?
Yvonne could see. Her husband John, in addition to slow fucking LaVerne and the way he is staring at her pussy and looking like he is trying to feel and memorize every inch he can touch of her channel, is also leaning forward now and feeling LaVerne's hanging breasts, a full D cup in size.
Yvonne again felt jealousy. "You're feeling her breasts John. Like I said, they are bigger. Do you like feeling her tits more than mine.”
“They are fun to feel, but baby, it's you that I love.”
LaVerne, enjoying herself though this guy did not really turn her on that much, was making the best of things. This was a weeknight, generally slow, and she is making money for doing what she likes most.
A pussy at one end of her body, and a cock at the other.
"John, keep fucking me with that nice cock of yours, but remember not to cum. If you get close, pull it out. OK?" As she was speaking, LaVerne checked her watch. 'Where the Hell is Ernie?'
Ernie, as he so often had to do in this business, had made up a story for LaVerne to tell her clients.
At that particular moment the real story was that Ernie was busily satisfying a 44 year old wife while her 60ish husband stroked his semi-soft cock and watched. A few minutes earlier that husband had been sucking Ernie's cock to 'get him ready' while the pretty wife was in the bathroom 'getting ready' by changing into a sexy negligee.
"Wow Ernie, you really have a nice cock. I wish I was so lucky."
"You're the one who's lucky Mr. Phillips. You've got lots of money and you have a lovely wife." Then Ernie chuckled: "And you know how to suck a cock."
Ernie didn't know it, but the man's wife had been ready to come out of the bathroom, but she was just around the corner, watching as her bi-sexual husband enjoyed sucking Ernie's cock. Sometimes she had to wonder if her husband likes cock more than he likes pussy.
She wasn't sure about her husband, but one thing is for sure, she wanted some of that cock!
Three minutes after her coming to the bed, Ernie had that $300 negligee off.
After her third orgasm and seeing that her husband had an almost full erection, six inches of a potential seven but not having reached a full seven in recent years, the wife was been busily sucking her husband while Ernie got dressed.
But before donning his pants, Ernie took a quick minute to wash his cock in their bathroom sink before leaving.
Ernie walked out $500 richer. $500 dollars for letting a cuckold husband suck his cock and letting the husband watch while he satisfied the horny wife.
Finally, at 10:40 Ernie showed up, letting himself in with a pass key, and as he saw LaVerne keeping the husband busy while the blushing naked bride is lying with her upper half being ignored while on her back he boldly declared that he wanted to give this young lady some equal opportunity.
Ernie was maybe 30, and as Ernie was speaking he went past John, who was caught by surprise, and leaning down, kissed Yvonne, who though also surprised, did not resist.
Shocked at his boldness, this tall good looking man who had walked right in and went for his wife, John protested.
"Wait. What's this?"
But his protest, not very loud was being ignored. Not wanting to interrupt his wife's little adventure, John continued to keep his cock inside LaVerne. Surprisingly, John felt his hard cock stiffen even more as he saw Ernie getting good feels of his wife's lovely C cups as their kiss continued.
John had been excited at the prospect of another man seeing his bride's lovely figure, but this was more. Another man is kissing her and feeling her breasts! Experiencing a combination of anger, jealously, and arousal at the same time, John just stood there with his cock in LaVerne, unable to speak, unable to protest, unable to let his wife know that this is wrong.
No break in the kiss. It was continuing and Yvonne seemed to be craving more. Yvonne smelled the perfume from some other woman on him and surprisingly, this turned her on even more.
John could not believe what he is seeing. Just like that, his wife is allowing herself to be felt up, her lovely breasts, and kissed, probably with tongues, by some stranger whom she has never even been introduced to.
Shit. What's with my wife? It took me three dates, no four, before she would let me feel her tits, and that was only on top of her brassiere.
Then Ernie pulled his lips away, and Yvonne met his eyes with a big smile.
It was then that LaVerne spoke. beating John to the punch. “Ernie, that's Yvonne that you're kissing. She's a two day old bride with lots to learn I suspect. And Ernie, this is her husband John. You were late in coming so I've been letting John do some some experimenting of his own in my pussy.”
That was code for: Her husband's got his cock in me so go for it, she's ready for some action.'
Both Ernie and LaVerne knew, forget the planned action between you and I and let's go for the gold.
Ernie laughed at the introduction. “Hi, all!” As he was speaking, he waved his arm in the air. Then, leaning down, he said "Hello baby" to Yvonne specifically and again kissed Yvonne and took another long feel of her left tit. Then rising, he looked deep into her eyes, and she felt all resistance wane.
Having been brought to the point of orgasm once and on the edge again from a combination of both LaVerne and Ernie's tongues, Yvonne knew what she wanted, no, needs to do.
“John?” Yvonne was looking directly at her husband. “We need to talk.”
John paused in his slow stroking into LaVerne and looked at his wife. He was afraid of what he might be about to hear, having seen her response to Ernie.
Yvonne, seeing how attractive Ernie is and having sampled his kiss and without saying it right out, decided to beg her husband to let her try Ernie since John is already inside LaVerne. Since everyone knew, she didn't have to voice it, words like: "Can I fuck him?"
Yvonne, her heart pounding, took a deep breath. "Can I, please?"
"Baby. That wasn't part of the plan."
What his wife said next, the embarrassing revelation in front of others, was definitely not a part of his plan.
"But John, maybe he'll be able to make me cum, and then after, you might be able to make me cum too."
Oh shit. John's heart dropped as his face turned red with embarrassment. His wife had just said what he never had expected her to say. But these people are strangers thank goodness, and don't know who we are or where we live.
Ernie had heard, and being the bold type, he smiled and jumped in. "Your wife can't cum? That's my specialty. If I make Yvonne cum for you, it will be a sure thing that later you'll be able to get her there as well."
John's face was red. He still had his cock in LaVerne, but it had dwindled to half-size. Hearing Ernie use his wife's name in a familiar manner, like they are already old friends also distressed him.
"Sir, we're young. I mean, we've only been married for three days, two nights I mean. She's had orgasms, my wife has. I've made her cum last night and the night before with my tongue and my fingers, it's just that, when I get Yvonne close, when I'm inside her, and it doesn't matter if I'm going fast or slow, she just can't seem to...to go over.
Yvonne says it sometimes feels like she's right on the edge, but I can't make her go over. Or maybe I cum too soon. I do try to hold back."
As he had entered and walked past John, with his cock in LaVerne, Ernie had taken a look and saw that John's cock is not one of the big ones. He thought he knew what the problem is, an inexperienced young man with a cock that only measures up to average.
"John, that's why you need me," Ernie said with a smile. "This is what I get paid to do, is give a wife pleasure so that later the sex life between the wife and the husband is enhanced."
He studied John's face and saw a familiar expression of concern. "As I fuck your wife, there will be no need to feel jealous of me, or be jealous of how Yvonne reacts to having a strange man inside her.
That's the good part John, me being a stranger. I can be very impartial and not involved with your wife on a mental plane. It will all be strictly physical. Far better than maybe your wife secretly seeking out someone you might know at home and possibly becoming mentally involved with him to see if she can cum with him. "
Ernie stretched out his arms in an expansive manner and grinned. "Just think of me as being like your family doctor since I am a professional and earn my living doing this."
Ernie could see that he had their undivided attention and went on. "This is Las Vegas, where people come to get married. You will not be the first couple I have been with, newlyweds with a bride who needs some help."
John's voice stuttered. "You...you've done this before, with other newlywed couples?
Then, nodding his head, Ernie went on to tell a true story, one of which he is proud.
"John, you might not believe this, but one man actually hired me to break in his virgin bride."
John was shocked. "Someone hired you to fuck his virgin bride? He let you take, I mean break her cherry? Why in the world would he do that?"
Ernie smiled. "He was weird, they were a bit weird, both of them. He didn't want to get blood on his cock, he said. And she wanted to be already broken in so that she would be more ready for her husband."
John and Yvonne were both staring in disbelief.
"Ernie shrugged. "Don't believe me?" He looked over at LaVerne. "Ask her."
LaVerne giggled. "It's a true story far as I know. I wasn't there, but I saw the couple downstairs before Ernie went up with them, and he told me later all about it." She sighed as she went on. "The girl was a real doll, quite lovely and looked to be no more than eighteen, if that."
Ernie broke in. "I think her husband wanted to see someone else fuck her before he did, because the entire time I was warming her up with my mouth before I put my hard cock in her, and I did it nice and gentle like, at first. he was right there, up close and watching every thing I did."
LaVerne looked over at Ernie and smiled at him. "I know Ernie is real proud of that business deal he made. Getting to be the first inside a lovely little thing like that."
LaVerne looked at both John and Yvonne, who still had a look of disbelief on their faces. "It's true. Tell them Ernie how much the dude paid you for breaking her in."
"A grand, and I only spent an hour or so with them."
Again, though the story was true, both Ernie and LaVerne had a motive for relating it. Let these two Vegas Virgins feel they will be getting a great deal on pricing for what they are about to receive.
Ernie gave a secret wink to LaVerne and then turned to John and smiled. "You don't have to worry about that with your bride John. She's already broke in. All we need to do is get Yvonne to cum with a cock. So go for it. Let your wife have a few minutes with me and I assure you she will not be disappointed."
Ernie waited. All was silent as both John and it appeared, Yvonne were afraid to comment. Then John sort of whispered to his wife; "Honey, are your sure you want to do this?
LaVerne did not hesitate as she shook her head in the positive, and John looked to be disappointed.
Ernie took it further. "I'll tell you what John. I said that I get paid to do this, but If your wife does not cum while I fuck her, it will be no charge for my services. How's that?"
Ernie had spoken in a purely professional tone, and John, too inexperienced to realize that Ernie would enjoy fucking his wife no matter whether he gets paid or not, took it that way, business.
Confused, John looked at Yvonne, hoping she would not want to accept Ernie's offer since it sounded so indifferent, in a way. It was no use. Yvonne had been sold on the idea. For free or for a fee, she wanted to be fucked by Ernie.
Yvonne's mind was whirling. She was hoping for a chance to enjoy an orgasm, and a chance to be fucked by a guy who, out of the blue, had came in the door and turned her on even more than she already was.
He's really handsome, is a good kisser, and I really like his eyes. As of yet, Yvonne did not know of his other attributes, but she planned to find out.
“Please honey, It's only fair. Now things have changed. You're having someone else, so just this once let me have someone too. Maybe I'll get to cum. And remember,” she giggled, “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”
Inwardly, LaVerne, her mouth still near and occasionally licking on Yvonne, smiled. Her plan is working beautifully. Get John's cock into herself and the rest was inevitable. Equal time for the young bride.
John, his softened cock now just four or so inches into LaVerne but maybe starting to grow a little, sighed. “Well, OK," he said and making it obvious that he is reluctant. "But just for a little while.”
With his cock now reaching five inches with one and a half to go, John looked at Ernie, a man that until less than ten minutes ago he had never seen.
His face red, John began. “I guess she, Yvonne, really wants this. So you can try my wife, work on her, oh what the heck, fuck her, and I'm only allowing it to happen because I love her...very much."
John paused and blushed, "She's my lovely bride Ernie and you get to fuck her, but I want you to know that she's a newlywed who two nights ago was a virgin. I can confirm that. For sure Yvonne has never been with anyone but me, so be slow, gentle and patient with her.”
John turned his head to look at Yvonne, and she mouthed the words, 'Thank you.'
John had manned up in his thinking. He Is allowing another man with experience to fuck his bride, and all for the purpose of showing her how best to enjoy her marriage, and while allowing Ernie to do it, telling Ernie to be gentle and patient with her.
Best of all, for Yvonne and without realizing it, John had given his permission, in so many words, for Ernie to spend as much time as he wants fucking his bride. 'Be patient with her.' The word 'patient' means take as long as is needed to do the job.
John thought he is showing his wife how much he loves her. Ernie, on the other hand, was taking it slightly different. He gets to fuck this great looking babe and for as long as it takes!
“Fuck yeah, I can be very patient!” Excited now, and with his cock fully engorged, Ernie dropped his drawers, allowing his business prong to escape.
John gulped. 'Son-of-a-bitch, there it is.'
“Wait honey,” John said to his wife, his eyes wide. “He's too big.”
Both John and his bride were eyeballing a cock that indeed, looks like it has been designed to do a lot of pleasuring, big time. And in addition, for sure give a woman her first orgasms.
With a grin on his face, Ernie waited for what he knew and wanted to hear. A discussion about his cock while he finishes undressing. This is not the first time this discussion has happened between a man and wife while he is getting ready.
As a matter of fact, Ernie had heard a man and wife discussion about his cock just minutes before.
"Oooh honey, you found that for me?"
Her husband had asked a bartender and the bartender, for a tip later from Ernie, had made the referral.
Even in Las Vegas, there are often fees to be paid. Maybe not taxes, but money changed hands constantly.
Ernie's gross, after tipping the bartender, had amounted to $400.
Now Ernie was doing it again, only this time the husband had not selected his cock in advance.
Smiling after John had said, 'He's too big,' Ernie looked over and down at LaVerne, and she winked back. Ernie knew, right then, with LaVerne's help, he is going to be fucking Yvonne no matter how much her husband protests.
They had overcome the first obstacle, the mental aspects of John allowing another man to have his wife. Now they had the second obstacle to overcome, the physical part. Ernie knew, there would be no protest coming from the wife.
John was almost panicky. From his early teens years on, he had heard the stories, the jokes about men having huge cocks, nine-inch and ten inch long cocks and thick, and how women would leave their boyfriend or husband for such a cock.
Now John was faced with just that reality. His wife would not be leaving him for a cock like that tonight of course, but there is always the future.
"Baby, he's too big. Look at that. It might hurt you instead of making you cum." John was not just afraid that his wife would find that cock to be superior to his, he was sincerely worried that it might hurt Yvonne inside.
John knew how tight Yvonne is, even for him.
Besides that, John had not been able to find out how deep his wife's pussy is. Nor did his wife, but she intended to find out. She wanted that cock, and the man it is attached to. One time, twice, whatever she might get. She knew, get this man inside me and I will be cumming, no doubt about it.
That fact that LaVerne was still down there and gently licking on her pussy of course was helping her with her desire and decision.
Yvonne smiled sweetly up at her husband, who was still standing there with his cock inside LaVerne. She knew, the argument was won before it even started. .
“John, I don't think it will hurt me. Besides, you told Ernie to be gentle with me." She paused and looked at Ernie, his cock standing out and proud.
"You'll do it slow, putting it in, won't you?"
"Of course baby. I have a lot of experience in these matters. I'll take it easy at first and then, before you know it, you'll be begging me for more, and harder."
Ernie turned his head to look at John, with his cock seemingly buried in LaVerne. "John, this will be very exciting for your lovely young bride as I slip in between her opened legs. Nice legs I might add.
Her heart will be pounding with excitement as we make first contact and there is probably no better wedding gift you could be giving your wife.
Given some time, I might end up making your wife cum more than once. If so, that will be a further aid to your marriage since many wives are never able to achieve multiple orgasms without proper training."
John, his face red, was shaking his head as he continued to stare at Ernie's manhood.
Blushing, Yvonne turned to her husband. "John, please, it's only fair. Let him help out in our marriage. You've been getting a woman with bigger tits, so this once let me have a man with a bigger cock. If he makes me cum first, it won't change how I feel about you.”
'Let me have a man with a bigger cock.' Had his bride actually said that, and in front of others? Who would believe it? John couldn't.
What else could John do but agree? After all, this had mostly been his idea. John had been inside LaVerne for the better part of maybe 30 minutes, so there was no way he can deny his bride her pleasure.
LaVerne, knowing what is about to happen, reached back with one hand and placed it firmly over John's hand, which was on her ass so as to hold him in place. Then she started fucking back at John, getting him hard again and hopefully, fully aroused.
LaVerne knew. To overcome his jealousy, John will need to be aroused when his wife starts to cum and begins showing her joy at how well she is being fucked by Ernie, a professional in both equipment and experience.
Coitus interruptus is the last thing Yvonne would want at that time.
There was something that John needed to know. "Ernie, when that man you talked about, the one who hired you to break in his virgin bride, did he know how big your cock is in advance, or was that a surprise just like it is now for us?"
"I think he knew in advance because he heard it from someone who worked there, that I am a part-time gigolo."
"Was, is your cock bigger than his? Did you see his cock or did he keep it hidden?
"When I started licking on her first, he dropped his drawers and much of the time while
I was warming her up and then breaking in that tight, really tight pussy, she was watching him stroke his cock whenever she wasn't busy kissing me."
"She was kissing you too? Wow. But you saw his cock. How did it compare to yours?"
"I was bigger, probably by two inches in length and an inch or more bigger around."
"Damn! I can't believe that he would let you fuck his virgin bride with that dick after seeing how much bigger you are."
"It's amazing, isn't it," Ernie responded? "But then, you are about to do the same thing. Only difference is, I won't be getting your wife's cherry."
LaVerne broke in with a giggle. "I think John might be more than a little bit excited about all this. His cock in me feels really hard right now."
Hearing that LaVerne was keeping her husband busy up there, Yvonne shuffled her body over towards one side of the bed, getting her throbbing pussy away from LaVerne's mouth so that Ernie can get between her legs and mount up.
Then, almost as an afterthought, Yvonne giggled and said "follow me Ernie" as she slid back a little further and rested her back against the wall. With expectant eyes, she opened her legs wide as Ernie got between them.
His heart pounding, John was watching intently, and though he did not know it, LaVerne too was watching as she turned her head to see.
Take it slow. Be patient with my bride her husband had said.
Smiling down at this near virgin, Ernie continued with his penetration as he slowly eased forward, giving her the widest part of his head. Fuck she's tight!
This is it, thought Ernie as he enjoyed the feel of a pussy being stretched as never before and then giving way as he went past her inner lips.
Another virgin busted, Ernie thought to himself as he felt her lips close down on his shaft. Despite the number of times he had entered a woman in the past, his heart pounded. 'Oh man, this little gal has a nice pussy. Nice and tight. I'm going to spend some time in this babe!'
The fact that he knew her husband is watching to Ernie was also a turn on, big time.
Ernie felt the fat head of his dick squeeze open and then slip past her tight inner lips.
Yvonne groaned. Now halfway inside, Ernie paused and sighed visibly so that this little gal will know his joy. He waited until she had looked up into his eyes, smiled down at her and began to go deeper.
"Like that," he asked softly, but loud enough that her husband heard?
He heard her whisper softly into his ear, "Oh yes."
Then, as he went deeper, Yvonne moaned again. This time, unlike the previous groans, this sounded like she was receiving pleasure. Ernie began to pump.
“Yvonne? Are you alright?” Yvonne was making lots of noise. Those noises were new to John's ears. He stared at his wife, the wife with the long brown hair that he so loves. Now she was no longer exclusively his.
John wasn't sure that his bride had heard him, and as John waited a moment to see if his wife would reply, he watched Ernie's ass, cock and balls as he worked Yvonne's stretched pussy.
John could see that Ernie had all the hair shaved from around his balls and apparently, his ass as well, and John wondered it he should do that sometime in the future. Ernie was using a combination of in and outs, and side-to-sides, and all the while giving out generously with the kisses.
At the moment, Ernie seemed to be leaving two or three inches on the outside, and the view of a final portion of cock staying dry was hot, erotic to the max. That dry cock will soon be wet, John knew, and confirming that my bride is now taking it all.
John had seen views like this on the internet, where a cock is inside a woman but some is being left on the outside for the camera to see, but never in person, and never, he had thought, would he be seeing his wife like this.
Yvonne, who was heavily involved with the man on and in her, seemed not to have heard. John raised his voice. "Please Honey? Yvonne, are you alright? You're making lots of strange sounds."
The tone of her voice might indicate that Yvonne was annoyed at the interruption. “I...I think so John. I'm getting used to him."
John was about to ask if it feels uncomfortable or if not, if Ernie feels better to her than he does, but it was at that moment that Ernie chose to finish his entry. "Oooh fuccck. Honey? He's all the way in now.”
"I can see that," John acknowledged with a hint of sadness as he saw Ernie bury it fully and then come back a ways with his cock, and sure enough, the entire shaft looked to be wet and shiny now.
Then, as Yvonne moaned softly, Ernie buried it again and paused. Now, with that big cock fully buried in his wife, John could not see the stretching as well as before.
Those big balls were blocking John's view as Ernie began grinding his hips sideways and giving the maximum rub to Yvonne's clitoris.
It took less than a minute after full penetration. Her first cum by fucking.
Yvonne started shaking as she dug her fingers into Ernie. It was building, building, better than the ones given by the tongues of her husband or LaVerne. Her toes began to curl.
At last! Yvonne began having her first orgasm by fucking. "Ooh shit, oh honey. John? He's making me cum!"
"Already?"
His fears, planted since his early teens were being realized. John's wife, his new bride, was cumming with another man, a strange man with a huge cock, and it had started no more than a minute after that cock had been inside her.
'Already?' John had blurted it out, and below and in front of him, LaVerne smiled. Yes, already, LaVerne had known what would happen when Ernie went into his fuck routine, and she tightened the grip of her hand on John's.
Maybe it's better now to take his attention away from his wife. LaVerne turned her head. "John, maybe it would be better if you aren't watching her. Do you want me to get on my back now so we can concentrate on one another?"
John had lost most of his interest in LaVerne. "No, I prefer to stay up here and watch my hired man do his work." LaVerne recognized the tone of his voice, more arousal than anger.
As John watched, not believing what he is seeing because Yvonne's pussy had turned a shade of red, his wife, tears of joy in her eyes as her orgasm wound down, held Ernie's body against her. She was still using using the wall as a backrest as she continued to spread her legs wide so that Ernie could better do his thing.
Having given Yvonne her first orgasm while still being gentle and breaking her in, Ernie began some serious fucking and Yvonne groaned heavily. He started thrusting at her with more force, driving Yvonne's body up against the wall with a thump on each stroke.
John groaned as well because in addition to seeing his bride being expertly fucked, he was also seeing the naked Ernie in all his glory from the backside. Each time Ernie shoved forward, John saw the crack of his ass squeeze tightly closed, then open up each time he came back.
Yvonne was doing a combination of gasping, moaning and sighing. Now it was John's turn to do the asking.
“Shit baby. He's really giving it to you. I know that you came already, but that might just be because you're having a strange man. But does he actually feel better than me?"
John was expecting, half-hoping that his wife, whether being truthful or lying, will say something like 'No dear. Not as good as you.' But Yvonne, being new at this and her husband having 'hired' a man for her pleasure, told the truth.
“Yes, yes he does feel better, that's what he is hired to do. But I still love you.”
John did not know if he could believe his wife about the love, because immediately after telling John she still loved him, Yvonne started kissing Ernie, and passionately.
His firm buttocks flexing and knowing his performance is being watched, Ernie fucked and pulled out all the tricks from his bag of knowledge. Again, Yvonne let out a series of moans.
John had to ask again, even though, in a way, he might be putting himself down. For some reason, maybe to punish himself, he needed to know "Honey? Yvonne?"
She was trying to catch her breath. "What is it," Yvonne asked, sounding annoyed now?
John, paying for this, felt that he has a right to be asking.
"You said Ernie feels better. Is it because he knows better how to do it, or because his cock is bigger?"
Again his wife, since this is a hired man in her, told the truth. Perhaps her being irritated now at her husband also added to her next outburst.
"Both. He knows how to do it, his cock is bigger, and, and yes, it's mainly because his cock is bigger." Yvonne sighed and hugged Ernie tighter. "I can feel every inch of it, all the way up and inside me."
Feeling confident now as a cocksman fed the cock to her, Yvonne said more, trying to be funny perhaps to alleviate her husband's fears, but John took it to be true.
"Ernie should charge by the inch. If he did, he might make more money, and he'd be worth every dollar,"
Then it really started happening as Yvonne began cumming, once, twice, then multiples, while her poor husband had to watch and continue to hold back.
John held his tongue. He wanted to ask her again, to see how it is feeling, but for what reason? It is obvious to all that his wife is now cumming, and doing so easily.
Five minutes passed while John, his mind on his wife and not LaVerne, took maybe a total of 20 slow strokes separated by pauses into LaVerne while he watched his wife get somewhere close to two hundred strokes into her married but no longer faithful and innocent pussy.
Almost two hundred two inch deeper strokes Ernie had given John's two day old bride.
Almost two hundred more than an inch bigger around strokes Ernie had given John's two day old bride.
In five minutes Ernie brought Yvonne to more orgasms with his cock than John had in the previous two nights and three days by using his tongue or fingers. Twice as many.
Orgasms that also were more intense and satisfying. The ultimate cum for a woman. A cum around a cock that feels wonderful, fulfilling, and large enough to give her clasping inner lips something to hold onto tightly during her orgasms.
And yes, a cock that is being wielded by a man who turns the woman on, and who really knows how to use that cock.
Worried now at how his wife is responding under another man, John started trying to end this when Ernie seemed to have slowed down for a moment. First he had another
question to ask of Ernie.
"Ernie, when you were fucking that bride, the one whose cherry you took in front of her husband, and your cock is so big, did she cum with you too? It should have been hurting her more than make her cum, it seems."
Ernie paused in his fucking, something John had hoped for since Yvonne seemed to be enjoying Ernie a bit too much as he answered.
"She didn't cum the first time I fucked her. I had to pop that cherry and it hurt her some I think. I waited until she calmed down, she cried a bit, and then I started again.
I fucked her slow and gentle and then she asked me, actually asked me to do it a little harder and faster. I fucked her that way and when I sensed she might not be able to cum her first time out, I asked her husband if he wanted me to keep fucking because I was afraid I might make her too sore for him to be following me.
But he told me to make her cum first, and then after I came he would take over. So I did, giving her lots of kissing in the process, eye to eye and all that. That did it, the feeling that I cared about her a little bit. She came, I came after I had made her cum, and then, he did."
"He made his bride cum too?"
"No, just fucked her I think. She was pretty satisfied and maybe worn out time he got on her, but I think he really enjoyed feeling her pussy all full of my cum."
Yvonne, all ears, giggled. "Maybe my husband will be seeing what that's like before long. Feeling my pussy full of your cum."
That John didn't want. “OK, honey, Yvonne?" Now having her attention for a moment, John began his plea. "I've tried LaVerne and you have tried Ernie and we know now you can cum by fucking, so let's lie together on the bed and watch them doing it.”
“No John no. Let me finish with him please.” She hesitated, "Besides, I want to feel
Ernie cumming inside me when it's time."
Yvonne had requested more of the same, and by saying 'when it's time,' had indicated that she is in no hurry to end this.
Then she giggled as she squeezed Ernie with her arms and legs. "Just want to make sure you get your money's worth out of Ernie."
Knowing now that he has John by the balls, Ernie saw his chance. Fucking someone else's wife and giving her first orgasms while the helpless husband is watching is a fantasy come true, but money is the name of the game. In Vegas, money is everything.
“John, this is not part of the original arrangement. It was supposed to be you two watch us two for $200 apiece. But now it has changed and we are performing additional services including me making your wife cum and she wants me to keep going."
Ernie paused in his speaking to give Yvonne two or three hard pumps. "Like this!"
"Uuh uuh uuh!"
"Oh yes, so deep, Ernie."
Yvonne had spoken for him as Ernie grinned down at her and then over to John. "The cost goes up when our clients are actually touching us.”
John sighed while LaVerne continued to hold him inside her with her hand, legs and pussy. His cock, over the past few minutes had constantly been cycling between rigid and semi-soft.
“Ernie, we never agreed on a figure. How much more for me being in LaVerne and you being inside my wife?” Then John thought of a better way to describe what is happening with Yvonne. "Or maybe I should say; for my wife getting to wrap her tight pussy around your big cock?"
Ernie smiled as he and LaVerne exchanged grins at the way John had expressed himself, then he added to his reasons for the rising cost.
“And don't forget John, me showing your wife how to cum while LaVerne is keeping you happy and hard. We'll go easy on you. I'd say another hundred apiece should do it.”
“Fuck! Another two hundred?” John's voice rose. He calculated in his mind. “That's six hundred fifty total!”
Yvonne interjected, her voice sounding strained as she gasped out her words while Ernie continued his fucking. “John, shit, that's cheap for what we are getting. Don't forget that some guy paid Ernie a thousand dollars all by himself."
Yvonne gasped loudly as Ernie gave her another one of his hard and deep strokes to remind her fully of what she is getting.
"Oh fuccck Ernie that's good. John, we are getting two for way less that that thousand. So forget the amount and please tell me. Have you cum yet, in LaVerne?"
"No baby. I was kind of saving it for you and me."
Yvonne was extremely aroused and wanted to just go on being fucked and cumming and not have to deal with this.
"Well, go ahead and cum in her. Keep fucking LaVerne for a while if you want to. I've been cumming, so you need to as well. This time you can have your first cum inside another girl.
Why not get you money's worth? And don't argue. Just pay him, them. This is a one time thing and I want to finish this with Ernie.”
Seeing the look on John's face, Ernie added the frosting on the cake. This 'job' to him had now become a very pleasurable experience, mentally as well as physically. Instead of saying 'her,' Ernie wanted to rub it in and say 'your wife.'
“John, it took a little bit of work to get my magic prong in, but now I've got your wife's delicious pussy stretched really wide, so when she says she's ready I'm going to give her a big load.
Oh fuck yeah. With this tight fit between us, Yvonne will really be able to feel my hard cock throbbing and I won't charge any extra for letting your wife feel me cumming in her.”
“Thanks a lot Ernie.”
It was the young bride now who knew what she wants. She had matured quickly. “Enough of this foolishness you silly men. Now that we've agreed on a price, let's do some serious fucking without interruption!”
Ernie started giving it to her, the big one, big time. He started talking dirty to Yvonne, partly to arouse her, partly to sooth his ego, and partly to annoy or maybe turn her husband on.
"Do you like my cock baby, my big cock? Your husband bought it for you, and now it's all yours to enjoy. Do you like the way this hired professional uses his equipment? Come one, tell me, and say it loud so your husband can hear and feel he is getting his money's worth."
"Damn you Ernie. You're so bad. You know I'm loving this and you like rubbing it in to my husband while you're rubbing it in me, your cock, that is."
"Fuck yeah baby. You've got a great pussy. Just like you said about how your husband should be paying me by the inch, you could be earning a lot of money if you went to work here in Vegas."
"Forget that," John yelled out. "No way is my wife going to be selling her married pussy!"
Yvonne giggled. "He was only kidding John."
Ernie laughed. "Yeah baby, I was kidding about you going to work in Vegas, but I wasn't kidding about how good your tight pussy feels. It took a little work to get it to the proper size, but now you fit me just fine."
Yvonne was groaning now and said: “Oh Ernie. I hope you won't raise the price if we do some kissing.”
“No baby, I'll throw that in for free.” Inwardly, Ernie was grinning broadly. This is the ultimate. The taking of a young wife, wielding a big cock and giving a bride her first orgasms while her husband is helpless to stop it.
Better still, besides getting paid to do this by her husband, is the knowledge that this little wife I am fucking is getting more cock than her husband can possibly ever deliver. I'll be in her memories forever.
As Dirty Ernie fed the cock to Yvonne and after her having more orgasms, Yvonne seemed to go limp under him. He had fucked her almost lifeless. Their lips in total contact now, it was obvious to the other couple watching. Ernie owns her.
Ernie was moving slower now, lying more onto Yvonne and placing his body against hers in total contact from mouth to toes. It looked almost like, yes, it was, romantic. They were being so gentle with one another, so loving, and Yvonne's body was starting to shine like she is sweating.
Five minutes, ten, fifteen minutes passed while Yvonne enjoyed two or three more orgasms, quiet orgasms, but perhaps the best of all.
At the end, Ernie had one powerful orgasm.
"Oh shit. Now you really feel big!" Yvonne had her legs as high as she could get them around Ernie's waist as she humped her ass up at him in a desperate attempt to feel that last long inch.
Yvonne, too, had one last powerful but somehow, despite her humping, gentle orgasm, and her pussy had been left abused, and soaking wet with cum.
John had one of moderate intensity due to his jealousy but he had been dribbling cum into LaVerne for quite some time, so her pussy already was abused and had been left a soaking wet with cum mess.
LaVerne faked one. She faked it even though John had been inside her for the better part of an hour, half the time hard, and half the time varying between totally soft and semi. So yes, she faked it, moaning at the appropriate time as gasping, John spewed what remained of his load inside her.
It was over now, and John, his bare cock four inches long, limp and dripping, had his billfold out as he stood beside the mattress and handed over the agreed to amounts to both Ernie and LaVerne, who were getting dressed.
John was resentful inside. It was one thing for him to pay for the enjoyment of having LaVerne's pussy, but it was another to have to pay the well hung bellhop for fucking his beautiful bride.
True, Ernie had taught his wife how to cum, but somehow, John was not sure he was getting his money's worth.
And in the process, maybe the bellhop had ruined Yvonne both mentally and physically for her husband as he had expertly used his powerful cock on her and given her multiple orgasms in the process. But then, isn't that what a professional gigolo is supposed to do?
Ernie and LaVerne were getting dressed quickly now, knowing it is time to leave. They knew that after they are gone, the couple will have the inevitable conversation, and it might be filled with accusations, and questions. No, best not to take showers and just leave.
Meanwhile, her brief marriage maybe in tatters, an uncaring and sweaty Yvonne remained on her back, her legs spread out across the wrinkled and stained mattress and too weak to move.
She knew that there was a big load of cum in her, yet she felt too weak to go to the bathroom. Yet, somehow, she must or one of them will have a big wet spot to sleep on.
Besides that, for a while she wanted to keep some of Ernie in her, to remember him by.
“Goodbye,” Yvonne called out and barely able to raise her head as the working couple went out the door. “And thank you, both of you.”
John, still naked, billfold in hand, stared at the door as it closed. Silently, he continued to stare at the door for maybe 20 seconds.
Outside that door and waiting for the elevator, Ernie and LaVerne smiled at one another, and then they hugged as the door to the elevator opened. Once inside, Ernie asked, "Did you get to cum too?"
"Fuck no. The little twerp kept going down. Do you want to take care of me?"
Ernie checked his watch. "Might as well, it't too late to line someone else up. Your place or mine?"
"Mine,' LaVerne answered. "That way I can get some sleep while you go home, or if you want, you can sleep beside me."
"We can play it by ear, but first I want to play with these." As the door to the elevator opened at the garage level, Ernie was squeezing her tits.
John had stared at the door as they had left. Then, turning his head, he looked at his formerly shy, naïve and almost innocent bride, her married pussy having been serviced by a professional stud and at the moment looking red, stretched and abused.
She should have been the reluctant bride, but had been so willing to try a new man. All it had taken was a couple of kisses, a feel on her tits, and that was it. She had agreed to do it even before feasting her eyes on that cock Ernie proudly boasted.
More cum was seeping out. Thin cum in huge quantity. Ernie had cum a big one.
She looked asleep.
“Honey?”
No answer.
“Baby?”
She was indeed, asleep.
Her legs were still wide apart, her pussy gaping.
John sighed as he stroked his semi-erect cock and stared down at his sweaty, well-fucked bride. Now, more than ever, he felt turned on. Why hadn't he had this much desire while he was still inside LaVerne?
My bride. Shall I try to fuck her? Not now, maybe later tonight. No, it's almost midnight.
Should I? He looked down at his almost fully erect prick. One cum, after all, had not been enough for him. He wondered: What does her pussy feel like with another man's cum filling it?
But she looks so tired.
He released his cock. Better save this.
Still, with his wife laying with her legs spread, her pussy visible to the world, so to speak, John could not tear his eyes away. Never, in their two previous nights and partial days had she posed for him like this.
For some reason unknown to him, John felt the urge to go and open the door, watch up and down the hall, and if a man comes by, invite him in to see his wife's pussy. That's all, just see, and maybe the guy can jack off of while John watches him and yanks off himself.
This is Las Vegas.
No one knows who we are. No one would know my wife's name. She won't even know I let some man in. I could tell him, look at my bride, her abused pussy. Some bellhop with a huge cock did that. That's what I might tell him.
I could tell him that my wife was giving the bellhop the eye when we checked in and when I started to tip him he said 'never mind, I'll be taking your bride.'
Or Hell, I might even tell him the truth that I've never been able to make my wife cum, and some dude I hired made her cum. Over and over.
John took it even further in his mind. Hell, I might tell him that Yvonne was a virgin tonight, that I had not yet fucked my bride and the bellhop got her cherry., He looked around. No, that wouldn't work, there's no blood on the sheets.
He'd get a hard on for sure, seeing my wife like that. Then we could jack off together. I might let him get over her on the bed, and with her legs like that he could get between them and get close. He might even be able to cum on her, on her pussy.
Fuck, the way she is sleeping like that, all worn out and with her pussy still open and wet, he could probably slip his dick in. If he is the same size as me, she'll think it is me. If he is bigger, she'll think she is dreaming and that Ernie has returned.
John almost did it. Headed for the door and changed his mind. Then, a minute later he again returned to the door and opened it. Looking each way up and down the hall, he waited for almost ten minutes, and not one person came by, not even a couple.
Then John returned to the bed and sat on the edge. He could feel his heart pounding at the thought of what he had almost tried to do.
John was *******, but over the past two hours, he had been introduced to the world of voyeurism and exhibitionism. It would become a major part in his future marriage. Over time, his wife would be more than glad to provide him with visual thrills.
John kept the lights on, gently stroking his hard cock and looking at her abused pussy until finally, after maybe 30 minutes, Yvonne rolled onto her side.
The entire atmosphere of the room seemed to change. The sex acts were over.
Shit. Maybe I muffed it. If I had just crawled on, Yvonne would have let me fuck her. Maybe she would have woke up, maybe not. Now the time is past. Sometime during the night she will probably get up and drain Ernie's cum, and then I'll never know what it might have felt like to get, what do they call it?
Oh yes. Sloppy seconds. Sloppy seconds on my bride. My maybe stretched out bride. If I fall asleep, maybe I'll luck out and wake up when she starts to get up, and I'll be able to slip my cock into her before she drains Ernie.
I know. If I miss getting her before she hits the toilet, checkout is at 11. I'll start fucking Yvonne about nine and maybe I'll be able to make her cum before we leave. I'll keep saying how much I love her. That might help.
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