June 2013 / Destination - Vegas
I got knocked out of the Omaha Hi-Lo WSOP early and went to a sushi place, around 11PM. I wanted live octopus, but the closest they came was live yellowtail or something that started with an O. Pretty girls around me, but I wanted to feel like that guy from the movie Old Boy eliminated from a retarded hand - Alone and lost everything. I asked the sushi preparers to take out the fish eye. I put one in my mouth, it felt like bolba. Took one bite, missed. Second one - Gushers. This will not be a normal night.
There I was playing craps, I bet $25 with a new roller on snake eyes. Snake Eyes. The whole table looked at me in disdain. Hit and Run at its finest. Fast forward a few hours and god knows how many drinks. I probably tipped the waitress $100 bucks. I went to a local eatery, the food took 45 minutes to come. The manager would comp my mean, but the waiter gave me the bill. We argued and I put a slice of bacon in the check folder (?.)
I walk out and sit at the bar. There was this Napoleon Dynamite looking dude hitting on a MILF. 6 at best, I was drunk so it could have been a 5 or 4. I felt that urge to show him up. I walk up and start a casual conversation maybe slurring, but who gives a sh!t. I think it was 4 in the morning anyways. We talk and she said she had a penthouse suite at..........the Rio! Not sure what happened but she said she was staying at the other end of the hotel. I told her I'd walk her there. Drunken beta faggot was I. Somehow, someway, by some fvcking miracle. When I was walking up to the other tower, I saw that familiar MILF back. Well, BDJ - either you are a stalker or a player. I didn't say much, but we were on our way up to her penthouse suite. I walk in, and it was the most sh!ttiest suite I have ever been in. She tells me to grab some vodka from the fridge. Then she opens up her daughters room and introduces me to her (drunken 7.) This chick was in her bra and panties playing with her iPhone. She tells her to come out and have a drink with us.
We began pouring shots after shots after shots down each others' throats. I was pretty hammered so they both must have been. The next thing I knew the mom straddled me and started making out with me. I reached over and went straight rubbing the daughter's panties next to me. I took a break from the mom and pulled her close and kissed her. Make out and both of them were straddling my legs. I remember grinding my thighs between both of their legs at the same time. Perfectly synchronized. I told them I would give them a strip dance in the bedroom. And off we went, drunk as fvck. I start by putting my legs between both of theirs and doing my move. The mom Ripped. My. Shirt. Off. So I did the same to hers. Fvck it. I then went for the daughters bra and panties at the same time. Not fvcking escalation or anything. That raw instinct, then went after the mom's. There I was with both of them naked, me still with jeans on. Unlatched my belt and pulled out my johnson. That feel when you are having both sides of your shaft licked. I'm not a fan of giving women oral so I went straight into fvcking. I only had one condom in my wallet, so I had to make this load count. I entered the daughter first because who knows? She may pass out soon. When I was doing her missionary, the mom climbed on top of me. I would say, being sandwich'd was one of the best feeling I have ever experienced doing anything sexual. Out of curiousity, I entered the mom, WHILE her daughter straddle on top of her getting fingered by me. I went back to the daughter and had her ride on top of me. The mom straddled in front of her and forced her pvssy in my face. UUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I pushed her off and fingered her (from a distance.) I jizzed while the daughter was on top of me. I didn't pull out I kept on going, screaming, while finger-ripping the mother's ***** apart. I went back to the liquor and took a few more shots. They ordered room service and I told them to give me a shirt. I walked out with a nice white ladies polo that didn't cover my lower abs. Good thing I only had to go down a few floors, but I must have looked like a ragin' faggot.