I have a lot of long time friends. Some of them go all the way back to my college days.
We stay in touch mainly through emails and texts but we also enjoy occasional phone calls, birthday cards and Christmas cards.
We are scattered all over the country but we travel for business and pleasure and we always try to manage time together to do lunch or dinner and sex.
It‘s amazing having these relationships. There’s no mind games or coercion required. We are emotionally bonded through our many experiences when we were young as well as our mutual desire to be life long friends.
Because I have several of these lady friends who live and work in Las Vegas, I always try to schedule my conventions and company paid training when held there.
Add to our relationships that each of my ladies know about my other relationships. If I can’t get together one, I can call another and connection is made.
These friendships have been ongoing to the point some of my ladies know each other and visit when I’m not around.
When this first began I was worried our relationships would change and I would be under some new restrictions. I found out I didn’t need to worry.
During my last trip to Vegas I was running short on time. I called my longest term friend about dinner and apologizing for only having the next night for dinner.
She said not to worry that she and another lady who was a long time friend of both of us had planned on going to dinner together. She said, “Let’s make it a threesome.”
I was shocked at first but then I wasn’t sure if she meant three for dinner or three for dinner and sex. Acting nonchalant I asked if dinner at my hotel, the Wynn Encore, would be ok.
She readily accepted and said they would arrive at 7 pm. Sure enough, they arrived on time and called my room asking my room number. I told them I be right down but they said they needed to freshen up before dinner.
I was blindsided when they knocked on my door. I answered and they casually walked in carrying a hanging bag each. They were casually dressed but told me they wanted to get fancied up for dinner.
They asked if I minded. I assured them I loved fancy dressed ladies and I certainly did not mind. With that they hung up they bags on the closet doors, removed the bags and asked how I liked their outfits.
I told them I thought they were gorgeous and every man in the place would be jealous of me.
With that, they both started stripping off their blouses and slacks preparing to put on their dinner dresses when one said she needed to tinkle before dressing. The other lady said, “Hurry because I can go before dressing too.”
The first Lady in only her bra and panties scooted to the bathroom while the second lady laid out a fresh bra, panties and hose.
To my shock, the First Lady came out of the bathroom carrying her panties in hand. She looked at my shocked expression and said, “You know I don’t like wearing panties if I don’t have to.”
The other lady looked at her and said, “If you aren’t going to wear any, I’m not either,” and she immediately walked over to me and asked if I would do the honors.
Without hesitation, I reached for the waistband of her thong and wiggled down her drawers while humming The Stripper. When she turned to walk back to her waiting clothes, I reached up and gave her a gentle rap on her ample butt.
The other lady said, “Hey, I’d like some of that too.” So I asked if they both would like to go to dinner with spanked bare bottoms. They giggled and said yes.
First one and then the other offered they naked butts over my lap and I warmed them both very well. This was nothing new to either lady. Our sex sessions usually included spankings but I had never had any two friends together before.
By now I was fully aroused and a quick finger told me each lady was well on her way too. As they were dressing, one said that we could resume after dinner.
Needless to say, I enjoyed our dinner and conversation catching up on events in our lives but I was distracted with thoughts about the dessert we’d enjoy back in my room.
Both of the ladies had confided in me years ago that they were both bi-curious but I never thought they had ever acted on it and certainly not with each other.
We stopped in the hotel’s shop and picked out two bottles of chilled champagne before heading back upstairs.
Once in the room, I busied myself uncorking the bubbly while ladies made themselves more comfortable. To tease me, they both put their panties back on but took their bras off.
When I turned, I gasped. They both laughed and held out their glasses for me to pour. We sat with full glasses when their expressions turned serious.
I casually asked if something was wrong. One spoke up and said, “We’ve been talking about tonight since we made plans for dinner. We don’t want to shock you or turn you off, but we want a full-on threesome if you can handle it.”
Like most men on the planet, a threesome is a dream come true for me, and the fact I have had sex with both of these women individually, just made everything more erotic to me.
So I said, “So it won’t be a problem for y’all as I watch you ravage each other and it’s ok if I fuck each of you back and forth in front of each other vaginally and anally?”
Their response was simply a giggle with the reply, “We demand it. We’ve been talking about watching you fucking each of us.”
The rest of the evening was no holds barred fuck fest. Oral sex, vaginal sex and anal sex with many squirting orgasms in every combination imaginable. I think I went through most of a dozen condoms.
We only wished we had planned a little better with a good selection of toys, enema equipment and cameras because we all agreed that the evening was a blur.
My next trip to Vegas can’t happen too soon and we’ve even talked about a joint staycation so we can enjoy more than one evening together.