Violated in Vegas!

Mickey was finally in Las Vegas and was she excited! Her husband had come up with every excuse not to take her so she had reached the end of her patience and booked a trip with three of her girlfriends, Denise, Sandy and Lori. Mickey knew that she had become arrogant with her coworkers and her husband about how this trip was going to be. Her friend Sandy had managed to score tickets for the “Ghost Room Bar” and she had dropped that name numerous times a day. They were staying at the Mandalay Bay. Mickey was in her early forties, long black hair, five foot four inches tall, one hundred thirty pounds and 34B breasts.

They were in their second day in Vegas. Yesterday and last night they had taken in the sights and had visited the Ghost Room. Mickey had been fascinated with the fifty-first floor bar and the attitude of the clientele. They had walked the Strip and viewed all the lights, volcano and had the boat tour at the Luxor. Mickey sighed and stretched; she knew they had made it back to their room before sunrise but she could not give a time.

Mickey felt someone pushing open her legs. She was confused for a moment but then everything came flooding back. She was sharing her room with her best friend Denise. Mickey and Denise had been friends since grade school. Their first sex had been with each other and they had maintained their sexual relationship along with their friendship over the years. They still “got together” at least twice a week. This had not interfered with their heterosexual lives; Mickey was on her fourth husband and had two children. Denise was on her second husband and also had two kids.

Denise started kissing Mickey at about her right knee. She continued up the thigh until she stuck her tongue in Mickey’s now wet pussy. Mickey felt Denise licking and gently nibbling her clit. As her body responded Mickey stretched and moaned and closed her thighs around Denise’s head. As her arousal came closer and closer to climax, Mickey started moaning and grinding her pussy into Denise’s mouth. Denise always thought that Mickey’s juices were sweet and she swallowed as she licked. When Mickey cried out and came, the gush of juices from her cunt burst out and around Denise’s face.

Denise then rose up and slid her thighs up Mickey’s torso. When she reached Mickey’s mouth she stopped and felt Mickey’s tongue slip between the lips of her pussy. As her clit was tongued she felt herself give way to her desire. She humped Mickey’s mouth, but tried to keep from sliding away. Finally she cried out and her juices flowed out of her and around Mickey’s head.

The door to the to Sandy and Lori’s adjoining room slammed open and Sandy, wrapped in a towel, came charging in. “Oh shit,” she cried, “I was trying to catch you two in the act.” Mickey said, “If you want to join in?” and raised her hand. Sandy dropped the towel and let Mickey draw her down to the bed. Mickey kissed her deeply and then kissed her way to and past Sandy’s breasts. When she got to her pussy, Mickey pulled Sandy’s thighs around her head and drove her tongue into her vagina. As she tasted Sandy, Mickey felt her own clit start to tingle and realized that Denise was fucking her with her fingers. After a short spell, Mickey cried out with her orgasm and then continued to eat Sandy. Sandy finally came with a cry. “That was great,” she replied, stretching her body as Mickey pulled away.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” Lori asked coming into the room. “Well, its past noon. Once we all get spruced up we thought that we could hit a couple of the ‘off strip’ bars and try to finish back at the Ghost Room,” was Mickey’s response. They all agreed that this was a good plan.

Mickey was feeling no pain. They had hit four or five of the “local” bars and everyone had a good buzz on. They had been laughing at the expressions on some of the guys in these bars. They had let them buy drinks and then shut them down. There had even been a couple of incidents in this bar.

Mickey got up from their table and made her way to the toilet. After she was done and she opened the door to two men. “You too good to give any to us hicks?” was the angry question. Mickey just held up her hand and said, “Speak to someone who cares.” As she tried to walk past she found herself slammed against a wall and a knife was to her throat.