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Belle
Neal pulls his phone out of his pocket, unlocks it, and taps around for a second. When he hands it to me, I see a website with a black background and pictures of different naked people. It reminds me of Twitter with the way some posts are pictures with text above them and some posts are just text.
Every post is a proposition for sex in Las Vegas.
“Look at this thread,” Neal says, directing me to where he really wants me.
There are so many different posts in this thread with pictures of single men and women and sometimes couples.
I’ll be in Las Vegas June 10th-19th. I’m looking for a MF couple for a MFM threesome. Tested last week with results to show. DM me.
Come fuck my dirty little wife. She’s a whore looking for a great time. Both men and women welcome. We’re in Las Vegas this weekend.
I’m looking for a couple that wants a female third this Friday night. Pictures of me on my profile. DM me if you’re interested.
“This is our post.” Neal points to a cropped picture of him behind me. My ass is bent over and open wide, and his dick is inside my pussy just enough to spread my hole.
It reads, Me and my wife are looking for a third male to have some fun this weekend in Vegas. Dm me with pictures and test results. No clean test results, no response.
I feel my heart kick into the next gear, and a tightening between my legs. An image of me bent over on my hands and knees as a faceless man pounds me from behind and Neal fucks my mouth flashes through my mind. I bite my lip thinking about how long Neal and I fantasized about this very thing.
“What do you think?” Neal asks, his face still as stone. The only indication of his nerves is the quick bouncing of his leg that I can clearly see from his seat on the bench in front of our bed.
“Have we got any responses?” I ask, my tone embarrassingly eager. His breathtaking smile is wide, and his entire body sags slightly. His knee pauses its bouncing, and his relief shines in his eyes.
“I thought you wouldn’t want to do it,” he admits.
“We’ll be in Vegas.” I shrug. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, right?”
“Right.”
