It had been over a week since Maddy and I had experienced our debaucherous foursome with our insanely attractive neighbor Tom and his very hot friend, Eric.
And then there had been the morning after, when they instructed me to come back over by myself and service their morning woods, which I had done so happily.
My wife and I had been transformed over the course of the last few months.
What had started as a flirtatious adventure in fantasy had quickly carried us into dating and sex apps…where we unexpectedly discovered the man who was now our established Daddy.
Tom.
He had fucked us in ways we never could’ve imagined, and our own insatiable sex drives had been drugged with a double-shot of nitrous.
It felt like there was hardly a waking moment where Maddy and I didn’t realize what an absolute horny haze we found ourselves perpetually in.
I had discovered an intense love of cock. And bottoming. And being watched by my wife while I did it. It drove me crazy to be fucked while she was watching. It was such a wild turn on for me.
And Maddy had discovered that that she was just as slutty as I was. And even more so, she had discovered just how much she loved watching me bottom for men. She loved that we shared the same dominant Daddy together. We were his. All of our holes. She loved that her manly man was also very much a submissive for good cock.
We devoured gay and bisexual porn and stayed up late fucking most nights, talking about all the nasty things we still wanted to do and what we were willing to do for each other and for Daddy. We were still brand new to all of this.
Tom fucked us both separately over the course of that next week, sending us both home with cum leaking out of our asses with instructions for the other person to lick it out and clean it up. He’d also had us come over for a quick two-person blowjob one evening after a very sweaty six mile run he’d gone on. We were very much up to the task and he covered us in cum that we shared in a desperate french kiss.
But it wasn’t until two weeks later that the next very big moment happened for us sexually.
It was a Friday night and Maddy and I were out at our local dive bar that we loved. We were busy putting way too much money into the TouchTunes juke box to play our music and ours alone (honestly…it made us better at shuffleboard and pool).
We were a few beers into our pitcher when my phone dinged with a new text notification. I checked it as my smoke-show of a wife clattered her puck off the edge of the table with an irritated harrumph.
“Babe…it’s from Tom,” I said to her, and the immediately mischievous grin on her face told the whole story.
She was dressed in a low-cut Cubs jersey that showed off her belly ring anytime she raised her arms. This was her childhood team, and her renewed love affair ever since Kris Bryant held his footing long enough to throw across the diamond and break a century of curses.
Her tight jeans framed her delicious ass. She donned a simple pair of white Nike high tops and her hair was done up in a pony with her makeup, cute and clean.
She was the girl every guy at a bar wanted to fuck because she clearly was hiding some tricks, and boy did I know that now more than ever.
She slid over to me like a devious game show host and watched as I opened up the message.
We read it together.
“Hello my sluts,” the text began. I gulped. “Daddy has a very special surprise for you both. Every year my executive friends get together for a special hotel penthouse party in Las Vegas to celebrate the end of our fiscal year…there is about ten of us all together…we rent out a couple of top floor suites and host a very special kind of party. Also, for every one of these parties someone is responsible for bringing the ‘entertainment’, and this year that person just so happens to be me. You two will be joining one other girl named Amanda, and you’ll be our sexual slaves for the night. I’ll be covering your expenses for the trip and there will be more directions to follow. The date will be next Saturday night. Drink lots of water this week and get lots of sleep. Work out and do lots of squats and ass toning. And most importantly, no sex of any kind. I want you both to be tight and wound up. I want to show off my naughty sluts.”
When Maddy and I got done our eyes had gone wide. I had a dumb smile on and I felt my skin tingle all over.
She play fainted a little as her body rocked into me with nervous excitement.
“Fuckk,” I whispered.
“Fucckkkk,” she was half-smiling at me, holding back her immediate zap of arousal.
“Babe…” she whispered to me, as her arms wrapped around my waist and held onto my hips, “I think we’re gonna be gang-banged together.”
My cock jolted in my pants when she said that and my ass twinged. She kissed me.
“I know…ugh…” I moaned a little as her body felt horny up against mine. We were squirmy now.
“How am I gonna not fuck you for the rest of the week?” She asked me, running istanbul travesti her hand up my side.
I laughed at that.
“I know…but Daddy said,” I told her excitedly, and her face was more serious and she nodded curtly back to me, both of us understanding how much power he had over us.
“Yes. Daddy said,” she agreed, and we both kissed again, harder this time, knowing how badly we were both turned on by it.
We continued on with our game, visions of big dicks dancing in our heads. It was all we could think about now.
The next week moved by like molasses.
We both worked as much as we could because we weren’t allowed to fuck and being at home with our weed and our toys and our anticipation was simply too much.
We worked out together as instructed. We did squats and lunges and resistance bands and Kegels. We wanted to make our Daddy very happy. It was a new kink for us both. And so we dutifully got ready for the man who was going tot pimp us out like the biggest dirty sluts we were quickly becoming.
We drank lots of water and grinned dumbly at each other from across rooms as we sent each other various memes and pictures and videos of things we might be required to do at the gangbang.
“You’re gonna get fucked a lot,” she said to me simply, as she whacked me with a pillow one night.
“And so are you,” I returned fire.
“Yeah…but I think you’re gonna get fucked the MOST. You just have the sluttiest ass ever, babe, and I think Daddy is gonna put you on display for his friends,” she said with a delighted devilishness. And again I was so hard just thinking about it. I also loved how Maddy knew just what to say to drive me even crazier. She was so locked in on my kinks.
The week of celibacy was more challenging than what Josh Hartnett went through in ’40 Days and 40 Nights.’ He didn’t have his first submissive couple’s gang-bang awaiting him at the end of the week in a Vegas penthouse.
“I wonder what this girl Amanda is like,” Maddy pondered, as we sat on the couch late that next Thursday, unable to talk about anything else but our weekend plans.
“I don’t know…but I’m also really excited to see if Daddy makes you play with her pussy. I wanna see you eat a girl out so badly, babe,” I said to her ardently, and Maddy rolled her head back with a bashful smile at my fantasy building. She had been thinking about that a lot. It had been quite a while since Maddy had gotten to play with another girl. She absent-mindedly flicked her own nipples through her t-shirt. I wished I could fuck her. We were so horny the whole week long.
That next morning we boarded our flights and were soon off on our way to Sin City.
Maddy had found a last-minute cover for her bartending shift that night, and I’d been able to make similar arrangements to take the day off.
We were blown away by the comfort of our first class seats on the way there. We’d never flown first class before and the Champagne was a great start to the weekend of wildness to come.
We stepped off the flight an hour later into the brilliant morning air and were soon catching a taxi over to the Caeser’s Palace Casino and Resort where the party was slated to take place that next night.
I think we were both frenetically nervous about the the whole thing.
Our initial instructions for the weekend had arrived a day after we had confirmed with our Daddy. They had only included our airline tickets and check-in instructions. We were told there would be further information when we arrived.
We were ushered past the rest of the waiting Friday morning revelers into a VIP line after a check-in assistant looked up our reservation on their tablet, where our room and privileges were revealed.
Soon we were warmly invited up to the giant VIP check-in desk.
“Yes, the first guest for the room has already arrived,” the cute hotel clerk confirmed as she clacked away at her typewriter.
“First guest?” I asked, fishing out my ID for her.
“Yes, a Miss Amanda Culberson,” she continued, “she was already given one of the room cards…and here are two more for you and your wife,” she handed us the envelope with a map of the property. I eyed Maddy with a surprised look and she eyed me right back.
So we would also be sharing a room with this mystery girl who would be partaking in this gangbang with us. I had so many questions.
Their was a busy buzz to the evening, as one of the UFC events was being hosted down the street at the MGM and it was a warm weather weekend.
We snagged all of our luggage and I was about to leave the front desk when the girl stopped me.
“Oh and sir, please enjoy your stay…this is one of the resort’s top accounts and if there is anything you need, truly, anything at all, do not hesitate to ask,” she sounded almost flirtatious in the way she said it. I thought I even saw her wink at me. But maybe she was trained to seem so inviting?
And then we were walking away again as I thanked her one last time. Maybe it was just the sexual istanbul travestileri expectations of the weekend but I swear every interaction was making me horny.
Maddy excitedly danced us over to the nearby block of elevators from the swanky reception area.
We showed our card to a well-dressed bellman who took us over to a row of exclusive elevators which quickly had us zipping up one of the newest towers on the property.
When we’d gotten up to the tenth floor we realized that we were entering a fairly sophisticated block of rooms that were definitively fancier than anywhere we’d ever stayed in Vegas before.
There was a plush dark-velvet vibe to the entire area, which we would later learn was the Nobu Tower inside of Caeser’s.
When we got to the end of a zig-zagging wing we came to a row of gorgeous suites with interspacing windows all looking out at the busy strip below.
We reached our door:
‘1069’
“Come on!” I said, reading the number and cracking up.
“I mean…it’s appropriate I’d say,” Maddy laughed as I swiped our key card and opened the door.
“Hello?” I called, as we strolled into the fancy, purple-and-black room.
“Hey!” A creamy blonde girl ducked her head out of a hallway to us.
“Oh, hi!” Maddy said, immediately taking in the cute, silky-haired stunner as she came into full view.
“I’m Amanda!” She strode over and gave Maddy a hug, and then me.
She was about Maddy’s size, 5’4 to Maddy’s 5’2, but had a different vibe to her. She was a complete Sydney Sweeney type hot. Boobs and ass lips and curves and a definite intensity.
“Hey! I’m Maddy and this is my husband Bobby,” we all shook hands and looked each other up and down. Amanda had that sun-kissed hair and tan skin for days. Her hair was longer than Maddy’s and she wore it in a ponytail. She had an athletic body. Smaller breasts than Maddy’s but an equally stunning ass that filled out the booty shorts she was wearing.
She looked like a lot of fun.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you guys! Tom has told me all about you both,” she said. And I wondered if that meant everything. Maddy eyed me excitedly. I could tell she was into this girl right away. We’d had lots of lesbian fantasy conversations during our torturous week of enforced celibacy. She was bouncing on her toes the way she does when she likes a new person. I could see her drinking in Amanda’s body and cute lips.
“We haven’t heard much about you to be honest,” I said in response, “but we’d love to know more,” I finished.
It was 10:00 AM and my stomach was growling at me.
“Well do you guys wanna go snag some lunch and we can all get to know each other? Daddy left us some instructions for our day,” she said to us. And I noticed how Amanda also called him ‘Daddy.’ I didn’t feel jealous when she said it, but it did turn me on to think about what Tom had done to make Amanda so equally submissive to him.
“Yeah! I’m starving,” Maddy said, putting her bag down by a nearby closet.
As we quickly unpacked our things before we left, the full room came into focus.
The bed was a glorious king-sized setup right in the corner by the floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out at the Bellagio and Vegas strip. The room had lots of purples and blacks and reds; and vibrant, sinfully delectable elements as well. There was a huge, square bathtub and rain showers and lots of soft chairs and couches and even multiple flatscreen TV’s.
Interestingly though, there was only one bed. That math was pretty simple to do. Either someone was going to sleep on the couch that night, or we’d all be sleeping together.
I buzzed at the idea of sleeping between Amanda and Maddy. That was a stupidly sexy thought as I watched Amanda’s ass wiggle by as she led Maddy by the hand to show off the shower and bathroom. The girls were already getting along great.
Then she showed us the three velvet envelopes that were sitting on a center table behind the couch.
A ribbon was wrapped around each envelope and they each had our name professionally printed in script along the outside.
‘Bobby.’
‘Maddy.’
‘Amanda.’
“I wanted to wait to open mine until you guys got here,” she said with nervous glee.
“Well then,” I jumped to attention.
We all undid the ribbon and envelope and found a hand-written note from Tom waiting for us.
‘Dear Sluts,
Daddy has a very special weekend set up for all of you. Inside these envelopes you will find a set itinerary for your weekend. There is a 1000 dollars in casino chips for each of you to have fun with. I want you to relax today and take care of yourselves. Charge anything you need to the room. At 3:00 PM you all have an appointment at Qua Baths and Spa to be pampered and prepped for tomorrow nights fun. Don’t be late. After that the three of you will have a couple hours to get ready for dinner which is at 9:00 PM at Guy Savoy. Enjoy yourselves.
-Daddy’
We all looked around the table at each other, even as Amanda pulled travesti istanbul ten black casino chips engraved with ‘100’ and a silhouette of a man with a laurel leave crown.
We were all smiling. Daddy had planned our entire weekend.
“Well, shall we then?” Amanda said, grabbing her sunglasses as we donned some sandals and t-shirts and headed out to grab lunch on the strip.
Maddy changed into a sundress and I had my shorts and a tank-top on.
We rode the elevator down and decided on a sunny patio with good people watching and easy sandwiches and cocktails.
“Should we do a shot?” Maddy said to us, as we waited to snag a spot at a large, curving wrap-around bar that gave us great, elevated views of all the tourists walking along the midday strip.
“Fuck yes we should!” Amanda said, and the girls immediately bonded over their similar appreciation of well placed curse words.
Soon we had rounds of cocktails and shots and food being delivered to us and we quickly got to know each other.
Maddy and I found out Amanda had only recently met Tom while he was on business in New York. He actually traveled to the east coast ten or so times a year for business, and on his last trip, he’d met Amanda at a bar and quickly charmed his way into her pants and up to his hotel suite overlooking Central Park.
We spent the whole lunch talking about our experiences with Tom and how all three of us had grown comfortable with the idea of him being our Daddy.
Amanda was particularly turned on by the idea that I was a submissive slut for him just like Maddy. She marveled at the idea that her Daddy could make a man as submissive as a she felt to him.
“God that’s so hot,” she had said, as I described how we had found him on Grindr and he’d eventually seduced me after our first run together.
“Right?! It’s the hottest thing ever I cannot get enough of it,” Maddy bragged, even as her foot rubbed my leg under the bar, in rapt appreciation.
I could tell that Amanda was as turned on by the idea of guys fucking as Maddy was.
“I’ve never gotten to watch a guy get fucked,” Amanda confessed, teasing her straw between her lips and thinking of all the manly grunting and smells.
“Well…don’t worry…you’ll get so see lots of that tomorrow night,” Maddy promised, and my cock jolted in my pants as the girls talked about my new obsession with cock so openly in front of me.
We were all feeling pretty happy and the vibe between the three of us grew more comfortable and fun as we described our various sexual encounters with Tom.
Amanda had technically only seen Tom on three different business trips but she’d been obsessed with the way he dominated her from the very beginning and when he told her he’d be flying her to Vegas to be his Slut at his yearly executive party she had immediately said yes.
“Yeah, we were at a bar when he texted us and we immediately felt horny as hell,” Maddy said.
“We’ve never done anything like this,” I added.
“Oh, yeah, me neither,” Amanda confessed.
We’d had some group fun with Tom and his friend and Amanda had hooked up with two guys at once in college (she was 24 as we’d come to learn), but none of us had ever been the main attractions at a gangbang.
Sluts for a bunch of hungry cocks.
This was something very new.
We finished up our lunch and strolled the strip. At one point we sat down at a Blackjack table and played for around an hour, enjoying free drinks and doing fairly well at staying above water.
We left with a little more money than we started with and headed back up to the room together to get ready for our spa appointments.
The girls changed into easy pullovers and sandals and we all headed down the elevator wing towards the world class spa inside the hotel.
When we checked in a pretty, dark-haired girl looked up our appointment information and smiled at us upon seeing her screen.
“Ah, yes, our deluxe experience. We have you all down for a specific set of treatments…starting with your massages,” she said, as she walked us through our locker room instructions.
“Uhh, sounds great!” I responded.
Soon I was saying goodbye to the Maddy and Amanda as they scurried off to the girls locker room while I did the same in the guys.
We met back up in a waiting salt room with a warmed, marble seat that tilted back for people to relax before their appointment.
We were all naked beneath the giant, plush robes we’d been given and my cock was practically always half-hard now from not being allowed to cum all week per our Daddy’s instructions.
It was also incredibly distracting to stare at Maddy and Amanda, still tipsy, sitting closely together and laughing about something as we waited in the room.
Maddy pulled out a weed pen from her robe pocket and offered it to us both and we gladly took a big hit. Amanda coughed a happy cough as the door was suddenly opened and three female massage therapists walked in, even as we all giggled like kids being caught playing hooky.
They introduced themselves and soon they were taking us down the hall to a room where apparently we’d all be having a massage together. I didn’t even realize that was an option in spas. Maddy and I had had couples massages before…but never a trio.