The Return of Staci Lane

THE RETURN OF STACI LANE

Hi. It's been a while since I've been here. Some of you may remember me. If not, I encourage you to check out my stories in the Archives. Where have I been? Well, I concentrated on my career, got married and had two children. My husband, Alan, is a wonderful man, father and provider. In fact, I no longer have to work outside the home. With all his good qualities, Alan is lacking in the bedroom. He tries, but I'm rarely satisfied and usually finish myself off when he rolls over and goes to sleep. To say our sexy life is boring, would be an understatement.

My best friend and neighbor, Pat, is well aware of my frustration and is in pretty much the same boat. What is it about husbands who after their wife gives birth, start treating them like we'll break? I still enjoy all my orifices being used and pounded hard. Alan, knows two positions, missionary and doggie style. BORING.

Anyway, Pat and I decided we needed an adventure and planned a trip to Las Vegas to let our hair down, get flirted with and whatever else came along. Convincing our husbands that we needed a break from housework and motherhood wasn't easy, but they finally gave in. Pat and I set to work making plans.

As the time for our trip got closer, we both got very excited. We needed this badly. Pat drove us to the airport and after parking in long term parking, we caught the shuttle for the terminal. I was dressed in tight jeans, a powder blue satin blouse and 3 inch heels. I noticed getting a few appreciative stares as we made our way to the boarding gate. This would be fun.

When our plane landed at McCarran International Airport, we quickly made our way to baggage claim and left to catch a ride to our hotel. Alan's secretary had made our reservation and had booked us a two bedroom suite. That gave Pat and I privacy in the event of making new friends. I intended to do just that.

After unpacking we showered, fixed our makeup, hair, etc. and got dressed. I chose a short black leather skirt, red silk blouse, red 4 inch heels and underneath a red Demi bra with matching thong. My red lipstick complimented the look. I planned on turning some heads, enticing some guys and having a non-boring night. What happens in Vegas, etc.

Hitting the casino floor was like entering a den of pleasure. There was games, drinks, music, lights and MEN. We were not ignored either. Making our way to the bar, heads turned and followed our swaying asses, which I admit to exaggerating. Frankly, i was horny as hell and planned on getting some action. If Alan had been satisfying me, I wouldn't have been this determined to get fucked in every way possible.

Within minutes we were joined by two men who were obviously there away from their wives. Small talk quickly escalated to more risqué word play and flirting. One guy, Les, was really laying it on thick and got pretty handsy. He asked me to dance and in no time he was trying to grab my ass. When I didn't complain, he started kissing my neck and grinding against me. I whispered in his ear, "you're not going to fuck me here. Let's go to my room." He didn't need to be asked twice. Without even a parting word to his friend or Pat, off we went.

In the elevator he was running his hands all over me while jamming his tongue in my mouth. I was already soaking wet in anticipation and as soon as we entered the suite, we started undressing each other. No teasing, just get out of our clothes and fuck. I was happy to see he had what looked to be a solid 7 inches of cock standing rigid and ready for action. With no fanfare, I dropped to my knees and began to lick his cock up one side, then the other. Suddenly he grabbed my hair, moved his cock to my lips and pushed it inside my eager mouth. No slouch in the blowjob department, I began to deep throat him and let him fuck my face. As his climax built, I grabbed his bills and eagerly swallowed all his cum as he exploded in the back of my throat. God, that was good. Alan wouldn't let me suck him off and I missed the feel of a cock filling me with its juice.

Les reached down and helped me up and then we went to the bedroom. As I lay down on the big bed, Les began to kiss my neck, working his way to each of my nipples until they were hard as rocks. Moving down my torso, he kept kissing my body and playing with my tits. His mouth reached my shaved pubic region and began exploring my pussy with his tongue, sucking on my clit while working a finger into my asshole. Another thing Alan didn't do. I was cumming hard and grabbed his head pulling him deeper while grinding against the finger in my as.

After another mind blowing orgasm, we rolled onto our backs breathless. We weren't finished yet, not by a long shot. My hand grasped his limp cock and began stroking it hoping to get it back into arousal quickly. I figured I could speed it up with my mouth and tongue and he was rock hard moments later. Straddling his hips, I lowered my pussy onto his cock and began a slow, deep fuck as he played with my tits. I wanted him to cum inside me. Having had a tubal ligation after my last child, pregnancy was not a concern. I rode his cock harder and harder, taking him deeper and deeper until I could tell we were both about to blow. He shot his cum into me as I continued to ride him to fulfillment. I rolled off him and cleaned his cock with my mouth, tasting our combined juices.

Both of us decided we should bathe, do taking advantage of the large jacuzzi tub we got in together and laid on the warm water as we kissed and fondled. It didn't take long before we were eager for another bit of fucking, except this time I wanted him to fuck my ass. He needed no convincing. Using the gel soap, he he lathered my ass and his cock, then spreading my ass cheeks, he worked 2 fingers into my chute. Fucking my bass with his fingers just made me want more as I pushed back against his hand. Soon I was begging him to put his cock in my ass and fuck me. The head of his dick pushed against my. Hole and plopped inside. His steady movements and my hands on my pussy soon produced a welcome orgasm which repeated when he blew his load into me.

The next morning we said our goodbyes with a slow morning fuck. As he left my room, I saw his friend leaving Pat's room with a big smile on his face. Damn that was wonderful and only day one. This was going to be a fun time.