Many years ago I rented the master bedroom in this large home in this upscale neighborhood in Las Vegas. There were two other guys living there when I moved in. One guy was a bouncer at one of the local strip clubs, his name was Paul. The other guy did PR work for a casino and his name was Jim.

Sometimes Paul would bring a gal home from the strip club and they would smoke weed and fuck half the night. Jim was a sharp dressed guy and he had that look of being a GQ kind of guy.

Jim must have had a thing for the more mature women, better known as MILF's. Every so often a Lincoln, Caddy, or Mercedes would pull up and I rather refined looking mature woman very well dressed would be at the door. Jim would take her into his bedroom and just fuck these old gals without mercy.

My bedroom was on the other side of the house and I would hear them moaning and cumming and Jim would be telling them to suck that dick and whatever else he had in mind. About an hour later that refined woman could barely walk back to her car in her high heels.

One night I had been to a party and when I got home there appeared to be a party going on inside. Our driveway was full of cars, very nice cars I may say. I walked in to find a several women and a portable stripper pole in the middle of the living room.

The girl working the pole was a gal from the club, Paul had brought her home to fuck many times during the week. There was Jim and two older ladies sitting on either side of Jim on the sofa. Both of the women dressed very nicely, hair done, lots of bling going on as well.

Jim and Paul invited me in to watch the show Mandy was putting on at the time. Obviously the girl wasn't a novice at working the pole. Mandy had big fake tits and she wasn't ashamed to show them off as she danced to the music.

The two older women, Marsha and Joanie seemed to enjoy the show Mandy was putting on while each one was vying for Jim's attention. They were drinking Martini's and I could tell that both ladies were buzzing pretty good.

Jim looks at Marsha and tells her he wants to see her dance on the pole. Marsha of course declines, but Joanie says she will do it without hesitation. The woman every bit in her 50's has a decent body, which we would see a lot of very soon. Joanie twirled around on the pole in her heels and opened her blouse and Jim went crazy.

Marsha swallowed the rest of her Martini and decided Joanie wasn't going to outdo her. By the time Joanie hit the portable stripper pole, her blouse was off and she flung her bra off to the side. Joanie had a nice rack that was well built by some plastic surgeon, and that gave Marsha the incentive to match Joanie.

Soon the two women were on the Pole in their stockings, heels and panties. Mandy rushes up and starts touching their breasts and trying to make out with them both. I have been to many strip clubs but to see those three women grinding on each other was making me hot. Marsha and Joanie may have been in their 50's but their bodies were tight and they had nothing to be ashamed of that's for sure.

Paul and Mandy had disappeared, I'm sure Paul was in the process of getting the famous blow job from Mandy he used to talk about. It was late and I was done in, I said goodnight to the ladies and went to my room.

Since I had the Master bedroom I had a large bedroom with a fireplace and big bathroom with a walk-in tile shower. I was rinsing the soap out of my hair when I suddenly felt this cool draft of air. I opened my eyes to see Marsha standing there wearing nothing but her stockings and heels.

As soon as I saw her I reached for the towel but Marsha grabbed the towel and held it behind her out of my reach. Without saying a word Marsha kneeled down and took my dripping wet cock into her mouth.

Oh man did she know how to use her mouth, and soon I had this raging hard on. I saw those lips devour my cock and her lip coloring was now on the head of my engorged cock. Marsha sucked my cock and licked it from top to bottom eagerly.

I pulled her to her feet and took her to my bed quickly. I got on top of Marsha and my hair dripped water on her breasts, I licked the water off as fast as I could. Marsha moaned with pleasure and I bit her nipples, she begged me for more and I didn't disappoint her.

I was inside Marsha minutes later, fucking her hard and fast and she loved it. She clawed my back with her manicured red nails and dug her heels into me as I slammed my hard cock into her wetness.

Soon she was riding my cock as I pinched her hard nipples, I could feel her wetness running down the length of my cock. Marsha began to cum again and I realized I was about to cum as well.

Marsha collapsed on top of me a few minutes later, her breasts crushed against my bare chest as we both tried to catch our breath. I could feel my warm cum pouring out of Marsha and she squirmed with my cock still buried inside of her.

By the time Marsha rolled off me, I was in limbo almost. Totally satisfied I don't even remember anything after that. When I woke the next morning I could see Marsha standing at the large double vanity fixing her hair.

I was checking her out from head to heels when she caught sight of me in the mirror. She was putting on her lipstick and I was getting horny again just looking at her. Once she was done prepping herself, Marsha came over and sat on the edge of the bed beside me.

I just told her I wanted her again. Marsha smiled and said that could be arranged, she took her phone out and I gave her my number. Marsha and I went to bed many times, I never asked about her personal life and she never asked me about mine.