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I had been planning this event for more than six months. I wanted it to be a time to remember. My lady and I had just settled into our suite in Las Vegas. We were hungry from the long flight, and decided to order up room service. It arrived in relatively quick time; we both seemed to be licking our lips as the bellhop spread out the food onto the dining table. As we were enjoying our meal, Wendy spotted a large colourful card next to the flowers that were in the center of the table. What is this she gasped, reaching for it and looking at me as if I knew what it was. “What does it say Baby? Read it.” “It’s and invitation of some kind.” She opened it up and began to read: Congratulations. You along with only a few other Guests are invited to a private costume Halloween Event tonight. You do not want to miss this once in a lifetime offer. We hope to see you. Where VIPs ballroom Time: 8Pm - ? RSVP. 666-6969 Ex 6969 If you would like more information. Please dial the ext number and Penny will gladly assist with all the details. If you decide not to attend please discard the card. Offer only applies to the two of you. “We’ll I am curious,” said Wendy. “I am not going to miss this.” She got up and headed to the phone. “Baby,” I said as I cut her off, “why don’t you go get in that huge bathtub and let me RSVP. I will come and fill you in as soon as I hang up.” I picked up the phone and gave her ass a soft swat as she headed toward the other room. I then dialed the number and spoke with Penny, soon as I heard the bath water running. I then asked if every thing was in place like I had planned. I told her to send up our costumes along with the two people I hired to do the hair and make-up in about a half hour. I fixed us a couple of Margarita from the bar, making them good and strong to get things going. Then I went into the bathroom, handed one to Wendy and set the other down, while I removed my clothes and climbed into the bath. This tub was more like a small indoor pool than a bathtub, filled with bubbles. Wendy was about to bust with anticipation. “Come on Robert. What’s the scoop?” I told her that it was a private party, put on by the hotel and that our costumes were going to be delivered in a short while, along with stylists and make-up artists, compliments of the hotel as well. Wendy was so excited she tipped her drink and did not stop until it was empty. I moved over to her side of the tub and pulled her into me. I began to kiss her. As she melted into me, I moved my hand across her breasts. Her nipples were stiffening under my touch. She moaned softly. As I pressed my growing cock to her thigh, Wendy put her hand around my tool and began to slowly massage me. I lifted her to the edge of the tub, leaning her back up to the wall. Breaking our kiss, I moved down her chest. Wendy’s breasts are not large. They are the perfect size to suck. I took one of her breasts into my mouth and softly bit on her stiff nipple, then moved to the other. I moved her legs apart and slid my head between them. Her Pussy was clean-shaven. I parted her lips with my tongue, licking her clit before I pushed my tongue inside her sweet pussy. That was all it took and she shuddered and called out that she was cumming; her voice echoing in the room. There was a knock at our door. Lifting myself up I pressed Wendy to the wall, holding my cock in my other hand. She said I should stop and get the door, but instead, I plunged my cock inside her juiced up hole. Letting her feel my thick eight inches inside her before slipping it out, she now wanted to have more. I reached for a towel before stepping out of the bath. I loved teasing her. It seemed to help her lose her inhibitions a little more. This was one of those times that I did not want her to hold back. I wrapped the towel around me and answered the door. At the door were Sharon and Andrew. They were here to fit our costumes and do make up and hair. I invited them in and let them get set up. I then took them into the bathroom and introduced them to Wendy. I left them alone and went to fix a couple more cocktails. When I returned, I handed Wendy hers. “Look Robert, I’m going as a she devil,” she said as Andrew showed off her outfit. “So come on Baby let’s get cracking.” Wendy stood up with a big smile. “Andrew I’m all yours. Do with me as you wish.” Andrew’s turned very red, as he and Sharon began to dry Wendy’s body. I also noticed that he was sporting a bulge in his shorts. “Why don’t I get started on your fittings first. Andrew will then do your make-up,” Sharon explained. Andrew went to get his make up cart prepared. I watched as Sharon dressed Wendy. She began with this red glitter lotion; rubbing it all over Wendy’s body. Watching this my cock sprang back to life. “Sharon you have a very gentle touch,” Wendy stated looking toward me with her eyes filled with lust. Sharon handed her a bright red thong, then a small lacy bra that did nothing but look hot. The sheer material that covered her breast seemed to almost help her nipples stand out more than they had. Wendy turned to face me and the thong had the same effect. Sharon put a nylon short skirt and a sleeveless blouse made of the same material on Wendy. These were red with a tint of black on them, which did not cover much. “Ok, that is all I want to dress you in for now. Andrew should be ready for you,” Sharon told her. “I will finish you up when he is done.” Wendy sashayed past me with a devilish smile. “Think you can keep your hands to yourself?” She blew me a kiss, quickly turned and left the room. Before too long, we were both in Costume. I was Count Dracula, sporting a black Tuxedo and cape. My hair was slicked back and I was wearing pale white make up on my face, along with fangs. Wendy had her hair frosted in red tint, with two little horns on her head. Her make up was done up so well that I would have not recognized her if I did not know it was her. Sharon completed her outfit with about a dozen red and black scarves hanging off her to attempt to cover her nakedness. She had a cape that was black and red trimmed and of course a devil’s tail to top it off. We looked great. I tipped Sharon and Andrew. We finished our third Margarita Sharon put on our masks and headed to the ballroom. We arrived a little before nine o’clock. The werewolf at the door checked our invitations, then checked out Wendy’s Costume and held the door. Once inside the room was dark and smoky. It was decorated very creepy with spider webs and coffins. We stood at the door, letting our eyes adjust a bit. After a few minutes, a mummy motioned us to follow him, which we did. The mummy led us to a booth in the corner. He asked us if we would like a drink. I ordered two Margarita’s with two shots of Patron. The DJ started to play some good music, so we got up to dance, while we waited for our drinks. Wendy, you could tell by her dance moves, was not holding back. We danced two songs, then made our way back to our booth. As we did the DJ made a comment about Wendy, saying that the Devil was in the house and if that was what hell was like, he wanted to sign him up. We finished our shots and slowly sipped our drinks. We danced a few more songs, each time getting much bolder with our moves. Other people joined us. This time on our way back to the table Wendy asked if I would walk her to the ladies’ room. She told me not to wait, she would find her way back. She leaned into me really close and asked, “Am I crazy or are there a lot of Count Dracula’s at this party?” “No you’re not crazy. All the men are dressed as Count Dracula,” I replied. I was only a few steps from my table when these two Witches asked for a dance. Before I could say yes or no, they were walking me to the dance floor. They appeared to have very sexy bodies as they rubbed on me and into me. One of them reached between my legs and rubbed my cock. It would have been arousing, but they were fucking ugly ass witches! They looked great from the neck down. They were great dancers as well. The song ended followed by another. I tried to leave but they had me cornered. One of them whispered in my ear, but I didn’t hear her words; then the other pointed. I looked in that direction and saw Wendy coming out of the bathroom. I watched her as she got to our booth. I saw Count Dracula get up from our booth and motion to the floor. Wendy turned and stopped. He helped her untie her cape and tossed it in the booth. She was getting uninhibited now. Without the cape and in this light, her out fit was very revealing. They started to dance right next to the witches and I. Wendy was very sexy in her outfit and her dance moves. The song ended and a slow song came on. The man she was with pulled her into him close. The witches had vanished and I did not want to stand there and stare, so went to a dark corner and watched. The man had his hands up and under her skirt and was massaging her tight little ass. He slid his finger under her thong rubbing her pussy, very gently. As he did Wendy pushed into his crotch. And nibbled on his neck. The song was ending and I quickly rushed to our booth. I watched the man walk Wendy to the table and then said thanks for the dance. Wendy noticed for the first time that she had not been dancing with me. The look on her face was priceless. She moved in next to me in the booth. I asked her if she was having a good time dancing with the stranger. She said he was a perfect gentleman. And that he must have liked her outfit because she thought for sure he had a hard on the entire last dance. Then reaching under the table she grabbed a handful of cock. “Robert I am so fucking horny! Where can we go so you can fill me with this?” Wendy's eyes again filled with lust and want for my cock. Just then the DJ announced, “For those of you who have not experienced the Haunted Maze; it’s not too late.” I grabbed Wendy’s hand and pulled her along with me as I made my way to the maze. At the entrance I gave her a kiss and said, “I’ll see you inside. Don’t start without me.” Then in a cloud of smoke she was gone. I went in another door. This way I could see her on TV monitors as she went through the maze. There she was, moving down a dark hallway. She was calling for me. Suddenly she was pulled into a small room. It was then she saw Count Dracula. She slapped his arm and yelled, “God damn it Robert!” There was a blood-curdling scream and she jumped into his arms. Wendy turned back to the sound. Now her ass was toward him. Count Dracula used this to his advantage. He put one hand up her skirt and under her thong. “Robert! Ohhhhhhhh Robert,” Wendy moaned as he slipped a finger inside her wet pussy. She began to hump his hand as count Dracula finger fucked her. She pulled a handful of the scarves off the front of her outfit and tossed them to the floor. He took his free hand and pinched her stiff nipples, making Wendy cum instantly. He removed his hand and quickly disappeared behind the hidden door. “Robert . . . Robert,” Wendy called. Through the door a hand grabbed her and pulled her back to the hall she was in before. It was a witch. She moved toward Wendy and then turned moving down the hallway. When she turned the corner she fell into the arms of Count Dracula. “Robert, stop doing that,” she said. Then in a cloud of smoke they fell through the floor and down a slide. They came out in a room that had a couch in the corner. Dracula led her to the couch, pushing her down on it. Then he undid his pants and pulled out his cock, putting it to her lips. “Ok, just a little kiss though. I don’t want to get caught.” Wendy took his cock into her mouth, sucking it in deeper and deeper. She pulled away and told him not so hard. Count Dracula dropped to his knees and pulled the scarves that covered the front of her outfit off and tossed them away and parted her legs. Wendy begged him to stop, saying somebody might see them. The Count pulled her thong to the side and drove his tongue inside her sweet pussy. He was licking and sucking her like a man gone wild and Wendy was responding by fucking his face. ”Oh . . . Robert I’m cummmmming . . . Don’t stop!!” She came wild and hard. The Count then stood up and started to put his tool away, “Com’on fuck me Robert. Right now . . . please!!” she begged. Suddenly the sound of people coming down the slide startled her. Looking around Count Dracula was gone again. She walked through the next door and there I was waiting for her. Standing on each side of me were two other Count Draculas. Confusion in Wendy’s eyes through her mask was evident. Without saying a word I whisked her out onto the dance floor. We started to dance close and as we did I pressed myself into her. With my lips near to her ear I whispered, “Wendy, you are so hot and sexy. I need to have you right here and now.” Our lips met we shared a deep passionate kiss. Her fire was undeniable. As our kiss ended, she was spun around into the arms of one of the other Count Draculas. They started to kiss each other, before she was yet turned and faced another Count and another deep kiss. Each time she spun around a scarf was removed and tossed aside. Wendy’s lust, combined with the alcohol, had full control of her. Her desires were not to be denied tonight. Suddenly the lights went out. The only light that was on was on her. On each side of her a Count held her in place, facing me. Wendy’s eyes were full of lust. I silently began to remove her top and skirt. I caressed her skin up her waist to her breasts. Then removing her bra, I took her breast into my mouth, nibbling on her nipple. The two Dracula’s removed their clothes leaving only their masks on. They took my wife by the arms and led her onto the stage. Laying her down on her back, all three men stood above her. Three hard cocks pointed down at her. Wendy, not being shy, took two cocks into her hands gently massaging them while the third man parted her legs. He slid his cock head up and down her moistened pussy lips. Wendy moaned a wanting moan, as the man moved his head inside her pussy. “That’s what you want.” He teased her with his cock. She started to beg and as she did a cock pushed into her mouth. Wendy took him in, sucking his shaft as deep down her throat as she could. “Yeah, take that cock in your mouth, you hot sexy, little devil.” The Count between her legs drove into her deeper now. My wife matched his rhythm, pushing her hips into the cock as she stuffed more cock down her throat. She was cumming hard as she switched onto my cock now; sucking with a passion I have never felt from her. She was being fucked faster now and sucking faster as well. Her body stiffened. She began to shake . . . her orgasm getting stronger and lasting longer. Then the cock that had been fucking her pulled out and sprayed his cum onto her belly and breasts. She let my cock fall from her mouth long enough to beg not to stop fucking her. “Please fuck me,” she begged. She was then spun around on her knees. Her ass lifted up to meet the next cock, he slammed into her filling her, as the man’s balls slapped against her. He pulled all the way out and slammed back in. Wendy was cumming again. She had a cock in each of her hands as she fucked back to meet him driving the cock that filled her deeper. She continued to cum. The Count pushed up all the way in her and let his load fill her inside. His limp cock fell out and the two Count Draculas stood at the front of Wendy holding their half limp cocks for her to lick. I stepped behind Wendy. She was so moist. I let my cock slip up in her pussy getting it good and wet, as Wendy began licking the two cocks; one then the other. I put my cock to her virgin asshole. She started to speak out, only to have a cock stuffed deep in her mouth. I pushed up into her ass. It was so tight. As I slipped more of my cock into her ass she began to push back. My cock was buried all the way up in her tight ass. I tried but I could not hold on and filled her ass with my cum. Wendy exploded with another orgasm as I did. She then collapsed. As we finished the room roared with applause. Then faded to silence. Wendy and I were now left alone. I wrapped her up in my jacket and took her back to our Suite, putting her into bed for the night. The next morning nothing was said about our adventure. No worries. I got a complete video for later. The dirty little devil does three Draculas . . . wanting to suck more than just blood.

Let me first start off by describing my hot sexy wife for you. She's 38 years old with a 5'8" curvy build (not fat just curvy). She has blonde hair but her natural color is brunette. She has big beautiful breasts, size 36 D, and they are implants but they feel and look like the real thing. She has beautiful brown eyes and a smile that'll melt your heart, and she has just the right size ass, not too big and not too small. In her spare time she does pin-up modeling for a magazine called Delicious Dolls. She's just beautiful, sexy and smart. The total package. It all started one even when we were having a Halloween party at the house. She was dressed like a sexy Olive Oyl and I was dressed as Popeye. She wore a skintight red sweater that showed off her curves and beautiful large breasts and a hiked up black skirt with sexy leggings and high heels. We invited five couples to the party; some were her friends and some were mine. Now you have to know that we never discussed swapping, sharing or threesomes before so this night wasn't planned for anything like that. My wife was the perfect hostess, making sure everyone had food and liquor and chatting with the guests. She doesn't usually drink very often but this night she was having fun and getting drunk. As the night wore on couples started saying their goodbyes and left. Only one other remained, they were her friends. She worked with the husband of this couple. He was tall, young, well built and handsome. His wife didn't hold a candle next to my wife. She was kind of homely looking or maybe it was because she was dressed as a nun. Either way I was attracted to her but I could tell my wife was attracted to him just by the way she was flirting with him. We stayed up pretty late drinking, laughing, and talking. I ended up bringing some playing cards out and asked Bob if he played poker. He said yes but usually it's for money and asked me what the stakes are. I told him no money just for fun and he replied that we should bet something. So I jokingly said let's bet our wives clothing and he laughed and said "deal!" The wives weren't too happy about this and honestly neither was I. So we played a few hands and it got boring quickly, even the wives were getting bored. So Bob mentioned the only way to get this party going was to bet clothing, everyone's clothes this time not just the girls. The wives got together and said they'll do it but only down to their underwear. I agreed with the girls. So we started playing all four of us. A few hands into the game Bob's wife was down to her bra and long skirt, and my wife had her shirt on but her skirt was off so were her high heels and leggings. So pretty much, my wife was sitting there in her panties. I told her if she loses one more hand the game is over because she'll be in her underwear then. She replied she's in it to win it and she won't stop with the bra and panties. Bob's face lit up and he said that a girl have fun. Bob's wife was getting tired and losing interest. She eventually quit the game and sat on the couch and watched tv until she feel asleep. But before she did that we played a couple more hands and Bob lost both hands so he took off his shoes and shirt. He was pretty muscular and tan and my wife noticed that. After that is when Bob's wife went to watch TV. The very next hand my wife lost so off came the shirt, exposing her tits in her bra. So you gotta imagine my wife being a model, you know she's not wearing no Wal-mart boring bra. She's wearing a nice sexy one that you can just make out the nipples thru it. I looked at Bob and he was just staring at her tits and said "wow I always wonder what they looked like under your work shirt." She laughed and said "if I lose another hand you'll get to see them without the bra on!" because her panties would be the last to go. A few more hands went by, and by this time Bob's wife is sawing logs on the couch. I'm sitting there in my pants and no shoes or shirt. Bob is sitting there with just his underwear on by now. The very next hand Bob lost again and stood up pulled down his underwear and exposed a large thick dick. I looked at my wife and she was shy to look at first but once she did, she couldn't take her eyes off of it. He sat back down and said game is over, he lost, he's naked. My wife told him to deal again and she'll figure out what he can bet now that he's naked. So Bob dealt the cards, my wife made a comment that she always wondered what he was packing under his work pants. He laughed and said "well now you know". The next hand my wife lost and off came her bra. She looked at Bob and said "are you ready for this" and took it off exposing her ample breasts. She grabbed them and squeezed them and then she said "deal the cards" so he dealt again. By this time I'm feeling like a third wheel because they just keep talking to each other. I lose the next hand so I end up in my boxers and my wife tells me I'm going to get your dick out too. I laughed and said "we will see". Next hand my wife lost, she stood up and did a sexy dance while taking off her panties exposing her shaved pussy. Bob was just smiling and shaking his head in disbelief that he finally gets to see my wife naked. The next hand I lost so I end up naked. So now we're all naked and I mentioned what do we do now? My wife said there is still more to bet. I said like what? She said you'll see and told Bob to deal. That hand my wife lost and I won and Bob had the next best hand so my wife told me since I won I get to make up a bet for her. I told her ok let me think. I didn't want to be too vulgar so I told her that she has to make her tits bounce. She did it and said that was too easy and that we need to be more creative. We agreed to that and Bob dealt the cards. My wife won that one and I lost. She told me to suck on one of her nipples. She stood up and almost fell over because she was so drunk by this point. I stood up and started sucking on her nipple. She reached down and started stroking my dick. I got embarrassed so I backed off. I didn't want to get hard in front of another man. By the time we sat back down Bob had the cards dealt already and that hand I lost again and the wife was the winner again. She said "since basically both guys lost I get to make a bet with both of you". She told us we both have to suck on her tits now. She stood up again and Bob jumped up and started sucking on one, but I was kind of hesitant not knowing what to think about this. She reached down and started stroking his big dick as he kept sucking on her tit. I was starting to get aroused with what I was seeing. It surprised me because I thought I would be mad if I ever saw my wife do something like that. So I stood up and started kissing her other breast and she started to jerk me off too. We did this for only a couple minutes and then my wife said let's play because she had a better idea for the next bet. So we played and Bob won this time I lost. So we were kind of stuck because there ain't no way I'm touching his dick or anything like that. So Bob made a bet that I tell my wife to finger herself for one minute. So I told her "you heard the man, do it." She said she liked where this was going and leaned back and started playing with herself. She was staring at Bob the whole time she did it. Bob said ok times up and my wife gathered herself back up and was ready to play again. She mentioned she was so wet right now and she wants to do that again. Next hand Bob won again and my wife lost this time. So Bob told her to play with herself for five minutes this time. So she happily obliged and started fingering herself again. Five minutes went by and time was up once again. By this time I could tell my wife was pretty horny and all worked up. She won the next hand and Bob lost. She told Bob to come sit by her so he did. She started jerking him off and she told him to finger her. As I'm sitting there watching them, I'm getting the biggest and hardest erection ever. Watching his fingers slide in and out if my wife's pussy and playing with the clit also. She's moaning, he's moaning, and they are staring into each others eyes. She started to stand up and told Bob there's a second part to the bet and for him to follow her and that I can come too. So we followed her into the other living room and she told me to sit down and watch and that I can't join in because I wasn't the loser. She dropped to her knees and started to suck his huge duck. I started playing with myself at this point watching her go to town on his dick. She was playing with his balls and everything. She looked at me and said I'm going to fuck him and I can stay if I want or leave, the choice was mine. So I stayed. She made him sit on the couch and she climbed on top and started riding his dick. At first penetration my wife moaned loud because of his huge dick. Started riding it slow at first and then faster and faster. They both came at the same time loudly too. I thought Bob's wife was going to wake up with how loud they were. He came inside her because she told him to and then collapsed on top of him. The next day the wife told me she was sorry that happened, she was drunk and got horny. I told her it was ok and that I hope it happens again. She was surprised by my reaction and said "really?" I told her hell yeah I can't wait and that was the beginning of our swinger lifestyle.