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Lucky in Lust
by John Sweeney
John and Martha take a gamble on a couple that they meet at the Lifestyles convention in Las Vegas, and after a hot, steamy night in a hotel suite, they come up winners
Even a blind pig finds an acorn once in a while, my grandfather used to say. I think he meant that every now and then, you just get real lucky: in life, in love or even in lust. But I hadn't been too lucky this particular night, having lost at the tables all evening long. When I bet on the shooter, the house won. When I bet with the house, the player won. Over or under, under or over, I was always on the wrong side of the dice.
The blackjack table had been no better. When I took a hit, I busted; when I stayed, my cards came up short. And in the meantime, my wife was feeding the rest of our bankroll to some hungry slot machines. I thought of what the lounge comic had said earlier that night about the man who came to Las Vegas in a $20,000 car and left on a $100,000 bus.
I had never particularly liked Las Vegas. My wife, Martha, and I were there only because we had wanted to attend the Lifestyles convention. Lifestyles is a national organization for couples into swinging, and Martha and I have been involved in it for nearly twenty years. We had come to the convention looking for adventure, because things were getting a bit stale back in Ohio. At home, we mostly met other couples through local alternative newspapers and swingers' clubs, and while they were all nice and fairly sensual people, lately the experiences weren't all that exciting for us. Our partners were usually typical middle-aged folks, slightly thick of body and sometimes short of breath.
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Even so, it seemed that the only people we attracted these days were those our own age or older. And while I enjoyed the variety, none of the women in the couples we met ever came close to my wife in terms of pure physical excitement. Their husbands, of course, were thrilled with Martha, and I took much of my pleasure in watching her bring them to the heights of ecstasy. The people we met always wanted to get together again, but for us, once was usually enough.
It had been the same at the convention's get-acquainted dance. There were plenty of couples there, but most of them were in their thirties--or younger--and seemed to act like we weren't there. We watched couples pair off and head back to their rooms before heading back to ours, figuring that perhaps we'd have better luck the following night.
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The people with her turned to face me. "John," she said, "this is Kristi and Brian. They're in Vegas for the Lifestyles convention, too."
I barely heard the introduction. Actually, I was hoping that I wasn't drooling too visibly. They were a stunning young couple, perhaps in their early to mid-twenties. Brian was a ruggedly handsome jock-type, barrel-chested and powerfully built, with a dazzling smile that I could see had already turned Martha into a chattering schoolgirl. His wife, Kristi, was breathtaking, tall and slim but very full-breasted, with silky straight blonde hair that came down just over her shoulders. She had big golden-brown eyes and a wide, sensuous mouth that, to my delight and amazement, kept smiling at me.
"Hi," I mumbled while trying desperately to regain my composure. For a moment I couldn't say anything else, but Brian filled the gap.
"Hey, we were just telling your wife that we've had a really lucky night at the casino," he said jovially, "and if you don't mind, we'd like to buy you guys a drink over at the hotel bar."
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"Honey," Kristi interrupted, "we've got a full bar in our suite, and it's a lot more quiet. Why don't we just go back there?" She flashed a smile and I felt my knees buckle. I exchanged a glance with Martha and could tell that what we both really wanted to do right now was jump up and "high-five" each other. Instead, I stammered, "Sure, let's do that." Martha could only nod in agreement.
When we arrived at their suite, Brian poured a round of drinks and everyone arranged themselves around the coffee table in the living room area. Martha and Brian settled in on the couch, while Kristi and I sat on the opposite side of the table on some big floor cushions. After several minutes of small talk absolutely nothing was happening, and my heart began to sink. I excused myself and went to the bathroom, wondering why I ever thought these people would be different than the others.
When I returned I was shocked to find Martha and Brian making out on the couch. My heart raced as I heard her panting heavily and watched Brian's beefy hands sliding under her dress. Kristi looked at me and said with a smile, "Looks like we've got some catching up to do." Then she walked over, put an arm around my neck and kissed me deeply, thrusting her tongue into my mouth while sliding her hand down to my crotch. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating.
Then, breaking away, she put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to a sitting position on the floor. In an instant she stripped off her dress and I was pleased to discover that she was naked underneath. I didn't want to waste any more time than I already had.
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Hastily, I tore off my own clothes while admiring the vision of long legs and voluptuous curves standing there before me in just her high heels. Then we dropped to the floor and Kristi thrust her tongue into my mouth again. The feel of her bare breasts pressed against my chest was electrifying. She soon pulled me onto the carpet and, sliding her head down to my crotch, arranged us on our sides in the sixty-nine position. Her mouth felt like a furnace around my cock as I struggled to control myself from losing my load right then and there.
Kristi jerked as I flicked my tongue over her moist cunt. Holding my head tightly in place with her silky thighs, she ground her blonde bush against my face, drenching it with her juices. She began to moan through a mouthful of my cock. ...
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