We know that they say:

“What happens in Vegas–stays in Vegas,”

….but our readers just couldn’t resist sharing some of their wild Vegas stories with you.

My boyfriend and I have been going out together for about a year and a half now.  Things were going really well, but it was starting to get a little routine, and it was time for us to shake things up a bit, and get a little bit of that spice back.  Don’t get me wrong, the sex is always great, but we were starting to act like an old married couple.  We’d stay in most nights and dating was becoming a thing of the past.  So I decided to take matters into my own hands before it was too late. 

I planned an erotic outing for the two of us.  After all, we live in Las Vegas, the best place on the planet for sexy fun, right?  I just told my boyfriend to dress nice for me, and also to have an extra smooth shave in a few different areas of his body.  I bought a new slinky black dress for the occasion;  I knew I had picked the right one just from the look on his face when I walked out of the bedroom.  “Are you ready?” I asked, looking him over approvingly.  “Ready for what, exactly?” he replied.  “Oh, you’ll see…” I said with a smile. 

When we got downstairs, the limo I had rented was waiting for us.  Inside, I had outfitted it with a few little extras;  a couple bottles of champagne and a bag of sex toys that I had just bought that very afternoon.  “You know where to go” was all I said to the driver and my boyfriend raised his eyebrows, intrigued at the elaborate setup.  Thankfully he was quick to get my message and as soon as the limo began to pull away from the house he got to work.  First he set the mood with some sexy music and poured the champagne.  Then he put up the divider so the driver couldn’t see what was going on.  After my first glass of bubbly he began to kiss me slow and sexy.  Then he pulled out one of the fun little vibrators that I had purchased and began to work my clit with the small purple vibrating butterfly.  Within minutes he brought me to a mind-shattering climax.  It was incredible, not to mention hard to be quiet, so that the driver didn’t hear.  “I am going to take care of you soon enough,” I whispered.  “We are almost to our destination.” 

When we finally pulled up to the club, my boyfriend could not believe where I had brought him.  It was this swingers club in town that our friends had told us about.  We had always talked about checking it out, but up until now, we hadn’t had the guts to check it out in person.  Now that we were here, there was no turning back.  After we paid the cover and walked in, the both of us were getting pretty nervous.  We had no idea what to expect, and weren’t entirely sure that we would like it.  There were a few couples in the corner having sex and writhing together in pleasure.  It was so foreign and new to me, and scary—yet I felt my panties getting moist.  Then there was a tap on my shoulder and behind us stood a couple barely clothed.  “Would you two like to party?” said the woman, as she eyed my man up and down.  “Umm, uh…” I stammered.  Then my boyfriend, overcome with jealousy at the thought of having to share me with this woman’s boyfriend or husband, swept me up and said, “Sorry, but if anyone is going to have this girl, it’s going to be me.”  And then, right there, right then, he threw me down onto a nearby couch and pulled my dress over my head.  A small crowd gathered around us as he pulled me close and ravaged my body.  He had never fucked me like that before.  So strong and confident, he flipped me over and began to thrust inside of me from behind.  The crowd got bigger, and the bigger it got, the harder and swifter he moved.  I flipped around and pushed him down to the couch and took over, riding his cock up and down.  He pulled me closer to him and began to suck on my breasts as I moved on him.  It was incredible—something about the crowd and their cheers was the biggest turn-on.  I looked around and noticed that many in the crowd began to not only watch, but please each other while they watched us.  Hands began moving and exploring their neighbors’ bodies.  Slowly the cheers were turning into moans of pleasure.  My man and I kept moving together until the two of us came together screaming out in unison.  The crowd let out another cheer and then the two us just sat there staring at each other.  I couldn’t believe what we had just done, but I smiled across at my boyfriend, watching him think and feel the same thing.  I quickly put my dress on as he hastily put back on his clothes.  Flushed and smiling, we waved goodbye to our adoring public and ran back to the safety of our limo. 

We’ve never gone back, but that night put such a charge back into our bedroom, it was incredible.  So be sure to tell all of your readers to try a little adventure with their significant others.  It was a crazy night that I will never forget.  I am so glad that I did it.
Jennifer ―Las Vegas, NV

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