Like Animals

“You are damn near perfect, woman. You must be a catfish,” Justin thought. He had just matched with a blonde bombshell who participated in bikini competitions. Not only was she unrealistically hot, but she messaged him first. “There’s no way this chick is real,” but God, those photos. Michelle had blue eyes, long, blonde hair, full lips, perfectly enlarged breasts, and a tight ass. She was an absolute wet dream. “It’s worth the risk,” he thought. If there was any chance she was real, he owed it to himself to meet her, but just in case he needed a quick exit, he decided to meet her while he was working.

“Meet me at Planet Hollywood,” he messaged her.

Justin worked as a limo driver in Las Vegas. It was great money, but even more entertaining. Driving around rich, drunk people gave him a lot of insight. He got to watch people piss away their money on booze, gambling, and other ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ activities. He didn’t judge, as long as he got paid. Plus, Justin enjoyed his fair share of lonely, middle-aged women propositioning him to ride them around other than via the limo. Afterall, he was a good looking guy, and he knew it. Women often reminded him how he epitomized the tall, dark, and handsome stereotype. Being six foot with hazel eyes, perfect teeth, athletic body, and a five o’clock shadow, he was the kind of guy old ladies would ask, “who’s that tall drink of water?” Hence, he matched with a blonde bombshell, but he still had to make sure she was real.

Another detail worth mentioning: Michelle was married. It wasn’t the first time Justin encountered a woman in an open marriage, but it was the first time he would be meeting a couple. Michelle wanted to meet Justin with her husband in tow. He agreed, and headed to the bar in Planet Hollywood. When he got there, he spotted Michelle immediately. She was true to her pictures, actually she was better looking than her pictures. “Damn,” he thought, and walked over to her. Justin couldn’t remember the last time a woman made him nervous, but Michelle managed to. He greeted her by shaking her hand and internally facepalmed at the gesture. “What the hell Justin?!” he berated himself. “Did you just shake this woman’s hand?! Sit the fuck down.” Justin took a seat next to Michelle, who was not accompanied by her husband.

“Wow, you’re really pretty,” Michelle commented to Justin. “Glad you’re as pretty as your pictures. I gotta tell you, I thought you were too good to be true.”

“Yeah, I felt the same way,” Justin said with a sly smile.

“And you don’t mind that I’m here with my husband?” Michelle asked. As if on cue, a huge, tatted up guy, who definitely looked like he took roids, came lumbering over. He shook Justin’s hand.

“Hey man,” he said to Justin.

“Hey.”

“So you know the drill?” he asked Justin.

“Open relationship?”

“Yeah. Which means, whatever she’s cool with, I’m cool with. Just treat her with respect.”

“Of course,” Justin said, “I’ll be respectful.”

Michelle chimed in, “Yeah, but you really want to get your dick wet, don’t you?” she asked. Justin was a little taken aback by her candor.

“I mean, yeah,” he admitted, feeling not at all sheepish.

“Why don’t you two start right now?” Michelle’s husband suggested. “Start making out.” Justin didn’t need to hear it twice. He leaned in to Michelle and started kissing her. She was eager to reciprocate. Justin felt her tongue slide between his teeth to makeout with him, and her hands started running along his thighs. She pressed herself against him and Justin could feel her breasts press into him while her mouth hungrily took in his lips and tongue. The sexual energy was intense and Justin could feel the blood flowing to his cock. It didn’t just make him horny either, Michelle’s husband seemed to enjoy witnessing the scene. With her husband still watching, Justin mirrored Michelle’s movements and ran his hand up Michelle’s thigh. She liked it enough to start running her hands higher up his leg and begin stroking his dick. At the same time, Justin groped her breasts. She let out a moan.

“I’ll leave you two to it,” Justin heard her husband say, as he walked away. Neither Justin nor Michelle missed a beat, they kept their mouths locked and their hands firmly on eachother. She rubbed his crotch as he groped her breasts. Justin was hard at this point and wouldn’t be able to stand the foreplay for much longer.

“You wanna get outta here?” he asked her. They both got up and started making their way out of the bar. However, they didn’t make it past the entrance. Justin grabbed a fistful of the front of Michelle’s shirt and pinned her against the wall of the entryway. They started making out again, picking up where they left off; Michelle’s hands firmly on Justin’s cock and his hands groping her breasts. He wanted her breasts in his mouth, and was tired of her shirt being in the way. Without thinking, he slid his hands beneath her shirt, up over her back, and unhooked her bra. She let out a slight sigh before Justin eagerly pushed up her breast until her nipple was exposed, then started sucking on her. Michelle began moaning and writhing.

That was when Justin noticed something out of the corner of his eye, an old woman was watching them. “Oh shit,” he said aloud, “there’s a lady watching us.”

Michelle replied, “who gives a fuck? Let her watch,” and continued rubbing his dick and making out with him. At this, Justin gave her breasts a nice squeeze before moving down to her pants zipper. Michelle allowed him to unzip the jeans and slide his fingers down her pants. He started rubbing her clit with one hand, grabbed her breast with his other hand, and sucking on her nipple once more. This caused Michelle to moan again while she stroked his dick, one hand on his crotch, the other in his hair. Justin could feel her wet pussy on his fingers, hear her moans and staggered breathing.

“I gotta fuck this girl,” Justin thought, and he pulled her away from the bar entrance and towards the bathrooms. Thankfully, there was a family restroom available and the two slipped inside. Justin heard Michelle giggle and comment, “You can’t fight nature” as he locked the door. He turned and pinned Michelle up against the wall. They continued making out as he slipped his hand down her pants and started fingering her. They stood, pressed against the wall, writhing, making out, his hand down her pants and her hand rubbing his crotch. Finally, Justin unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard dick.

“Yes! Give it to me,” Michelle said excitedly and got on her knees in front of him. She grasped his penis and started with long, slow licks from top to bottom, then teased a little with her tongue on his head. She looked eager as she began deepthroating him. He could feel her lips purse tight around his shaft when she took him in, then loosen lightly as she went back down to his tip. She was so concentrated on the movement that it looked like she was enjoying it just as much as he was. Then she started playing with his balls as she continued to suck him off. It was the best head Justin had ever received. He could feel himself getting close. Then there was a wrap at the door.

Justin had a brief moment of clarity. “I’m in a Vegas casino, where God’s eye watches everything. Security knows I’m with this woman while I’m at work. I’m gonna get fired,” he thought.

Michelle pulled his dick out of her mouth and said, “That’s my husband, let me get that,” and got up to unlock the door. She quickly let her husband in, then shut and locked the door behind him. Her husband took in the sight of Justin’s hard dick and his wife’s wet lips. He looked surprised.

“Oh my God, babe! You’re sucking his dick already?”

Justin answered for her, “yeah.”

“I want to suck both of your dicks at the same time,” Michelle said, and she started unzipping her husband’s pants. She pulled out his flaccid penis and started stroking it with her hand. Then she got on her knees in front of Justin again and wrapped her mouth around his erect, wet cock.

As much as Justin enjoyed this blonde bombshell sucking him off, he didn’t want her sucking on him interchangeably with her husband, so he told her, “I’m gonna cum.”

It wasn’t Michelle that responded, but her husband. “Wait, hold it for tonight.”

“I can’t hold it for tonight,” Justin replied. He had already been close to ejaculating before her husband knocked on the door. Besides, Justin didn’t sign up for a threesome, least of all with her husband.

Michelle’s husband saw how close Justin was to cumming and said with some urgency, “Babe, take his load.” With that, Michelle opened her mouth wide around Justin’s bulging penis and let his semen shoot into the back of her throat. She moaned as she drank his load in.

“Your cum tastes so good,” she said, lapping it all up. It looked and felt like she was making out with his cock. She flicked the head of his penis with her tongue as his erection started to subside.

Suddenly, it hit Justin, through post nut clarity, “I’m at work. I just fingered and sucked on this woman’s breasts in the casino with cameras,” he thought to himself. He had to get out of there. Out loud, he said, “Well, this was fun, but I gotta get back to work,” and he pulled his pants up and headed for the exit.

Just as he was opening the door, Michelle’s husband pushed the door shut and asked, “Where you goin’ bro?”

“I gotta get back to work,” Justin repeated.

“Can I count on you tonight?” her husband asked.

“Yeah,” Justin said. Internally, he thought, “fuck no, I didn’t sign up for sex with you.”

“Good, cause we’re going to double team my wife tonight.” He looked back at his wife. She started to crawl towards him, eyeing his dry penis and licking her lips.

“Sounds good bro,” Justin said, opening the bathroom door again and closing it behind him. As he walked away, he could hear the moans of the couple pick up behind him.

Aside from feeling like he dodged a bullet with Michelle’s husband, Justin left with the image of the hottest blonde he’d ever met, sucking him off in a public bathroom during work.