Twenty One

Posted: November 18th, 2009 | Author: Elmer | Filed under: Hardcore Stories | Tags: Hardcore, Story |

I hang up the phone, smiling eagerly as grab my things and make my way to the elevator. My five friends have left the hotel already to head to a local hot-spot club then to a strip bar perhaps, something I just wasn’t in the mood for. I let them go their own way knowing things will probably get drunk out of hand with them and end up in some stupor and an event in walking back to the hotel as they just can’t seem to get it together to catch a taxi back. Shaking it off I walk to the elevator and head down to the lobby to catch a cab.

The Vegas air is cool in February. A chill washes over my face as I zip up my jacket and head for the line of cabs waiting in line at the curbside. I jump into one, trying desperately to ignore the odor emanating from the front seat.

“To the Monte Carlo, please.” I say as the cab begins its short journey to the casino.

As the cab makes its way through the Saturday night traffic I think of the night ahead, shifting in my seat in anticipation, smiling at the message left for me, and the message I left myself. Thoughts dance through my head of the possibilities that could transpire tonight, the thoughts of finally meeting you, one who I have lusted after for so long, one with whom I have shared the most intimate thoughts, and actions over the computer, over the phone lines, from one naughty thought to another. A screech and sudden stop jolts me from my fantasy, and I look up to find myself in front of the casino door already. I pay and tip, and make my way out towards the door.

The casino is fairly empty for a Saturday, most of the crowd probably roaming the strip, and the more bustling clubs and casinos. I do not mind this one bit as I was not in the mood for a crowd anyhow. I know this is your hotel, and I know you are here somewhere.

After arriving at the bar and ordering a Jack and Coke to start me off I scan the casino with hungry eyes, my gaze meeting several blonde beauties and exquisite looking brunettes, but none of them hold my gaze for long as I know they are not what I am here looking for. Before I know it, my body is warm after downing my second JC, my hands numb a bit, and my eyes seem to waver as I now scan the room once more. I’m ready to begin now I think to myself. I order a Heineken for myself and head towards the blackjack tables.

I make my way to the ten dollar minimum tables, finding them not as crowded as I had hoped. Just as well I sit down with 2 other people and change my fifty dollar bill into chips, and my betting begins. A see-saw fifteen minutes passes, winning some, losing some. Three beers in now. I can tell my buzz is kicking in hard because I find myself laughing my losses off, not really losing, but still watching the dealer take chip after chip, hand after hand. Suddenly I also notice, that I have stopped watching the room, hoping to catch a glance of the sole reason I am in this casino on this fine night. And then it happens.

I watch the dealer hand me out my two cards as a body slides into the seat next to me, not laying down money, but just sitting there. Tempted to look, yet focused on my pair of tens sitting on the table before me. I watch as the dealer flips her own five over. “I have this” I think to myself, so I do what I had wanted to since the moment this body slid up next to me, I look over.

My eyes fill with the most exquisite vision ever to grace my perception before. Long brunette hair cascading down a slim, slender body wrapped elegantly in a strapless black dress, slit up the side, revealing a pair of slender crossed legs going on for what seems like miles. Fit arms rise up to brush the wavy dark locks away from a face that was to die for, made up very nicely and wearing a smile that could melt the most rigid of hearts.

Taken so much by this beauty as she smiled at me, I stare dumbfounded, speechless, trying to find the right words to make my first. Instead you motion with your eyes to the table as the dealer is handing me back my bet multiplied by two. I withdraw my next bet to sit the round out, and turn my attention back to you.

Still not entirely sure, I open my mouth, “Kaylee?” I ask.

A smile tells me I’m right, and you tell me how awesome it finally is to meet as you extend your arms around me and we embrace in the hug to end all hugs. I take in your sweet perfumed scent and the fruity aroma of your silky hair in my face. My arms wrap firmly around your shoulders and I feel your body tremble as I roam my hands over your exposed shoulders and arms.

I break the embrace to look over you once more, not believing that you are actually in my presence, in my arms. We smile at one another, just staring, eyes’ scanning over one another, making sure this is not a fantasy or dream, and that we are really here with each other.

“So you got my message eh?” I ask stopping the waitress for another green for myself and a drink for you.

“Yes I did, and I knew just where to look to find you. I was actually watching you for a few minutes before making my way over here. Maybe shaking off a few nerves in the process.” you giggle.

Either way, here we are, sitting with one another, staring at each other, and giddy with anticipation of what’s to come.

You lean over to me as the dealer gets set to shuffle the decks for the next round. You whisper to me to drop my whole bank down. One bet, one shot, for two reasons. The first, and primary reason, is that you can handle it no longer and want to go up to your room with me to show me “how nice your suite is”. And the second being that you can feel it, twenty-one, coming up.

I stare at you through small, squinted eyes, your blurry outline coming into focus quickly as your hands slithers up my thigh, crawling its way to where my leg meets my torso, a finger slipping down into the space, as your hand now rests on my inner thigh. My eyes never leave yours as I slide my own hand across the table, pushing all of my chips into the betting circle. “One-hundred and forty five dollars.” the dealer says I break my gaze from you and look at her and nod.

You lean in closer to me as the dealing begins. I don’t care what the other two people have, I merely watch as my cards are laid out before me. Slow motion takes over as the first card is placed before my stack of chips. A Queen. A heat rushes through my body as I am one card closer to the blackjack that has eluded me all night long. One arm wraps around me, your head now on my shoulder, your breath floating over my neck, adding to the intense heat I am feeling from this hand that placed me all in.

The dealer’s card is flipped over as a ten, I shake it off. I continue to watch as the dealer’s hand moves in a slow blur across the table, laying out the last cards for the two people before me. Time slows even more as her hand makes its way to my stack, over the card turns. I am almost afraid to look as her hand clears away from the card to reveal the big black spade in the middle of the card. Audio returns to my senses as I hear you scream out in delight, a scream mixed in with the echoing words of the dealer and the resounding “Blackjack!” of the two players to the right of me.

I watch in delight as the dealer hands me out my winnings making my cash out a total of three-hundred sixty two dollars and fifty cents. I continue watching as the dealer changes my chips for black ones totaling one hundred dollars a piece, three of them. I stand from the table and slide the dealer a ten dollar chip as tip. She smiles in appreciation, and it is then that I realize how pretty she is. A fascination that is soon lost as I turn to see you again standing beside me with a smile plastered across your face.

I grab you in delight and hug you up tightly, thanking you for your good luck and desirable premonition. You hug me back and plant a soft kiss upon my cheek, saying that it was not you who made that happen, but that it was good luck nonetheless. We laugh it off, grab our drinks and make our way to the elevators arm in arm.

We make small talk while we wait and exchange small inconspicuous gropes of each others’ bodies. The elevator gets there and a small group of girls pour out. No words are exchanged just hungry sly glances in both directions. As we step in and turn to face outwards I could have sworn a blonde beauty turned to blow a kiss in our direction just as the door slid shut, and as I turned to ask if you caught that as well, my thoughts were quickly swayed by the pair of lips which plastered themselves on mine.

Your arms wrap around me, pushing me into the back of the elevator with a thud. My own arms wrap tightly around your waist as I return the kiss with a heated fervor. Our first kiss igniting a flame of desire which burned hotter than any fire ever sparked. Your head twists and turns as your tongue ravages mine. I kiss you back as best I can, trying to compose this animal that has come forth before me.

You gasp in between heated breaths about how bad you wanted this the minute you laid eyes on me at the table, and how hard it was to not drop the floor before my stool and do me right then and there. I admit to having the same desires as my hands explore the terrain covered by this sheer black dress in my hands.

We kiss once again, deeper, harder, as our tongues dance happily with one another’s. The taste of coke, beer, and a fruity hint of wine mixes through our mouths. You lift a leg up onto the rail of the elevator and begin to rub up and down my body, your dress being hiked far up your legs to bunch around your waist as I catch a hint of panty-less dampness against my crotch. You smile wickedly and drop your leg, adjusting your dress as the elevator slows to a stop, and the door opens with the ring of a bell.

We step out into the cool air of the hallway and make our way quickly down the hall, stopping in front of your room. I giggle as I notice the room is #2121; you wink suggestively as you thrust the door open and lead me by the hand into the cool darkness. A dim light illuminates the room as you make your way around the spacious suite kicking some things aside and straightening up a little. You place a bunch of bags on the other side of the bed as you explain where your roommate is, and that this is “our” room tonight. You flop down back first onto the bed closest to the balcony, propped up on your elbows, your hair falling elegantly over your protruding breasts, and with a crook of your finger, you beckon me to you.

I make my way to you, watching as you slide further up the bed as I slide onto it. Your legs part as I crawl in between them on all fours. Like backing prey into a corner, my predatory senses heighten as I sense my target submitting to my desire. I gaze down at you laid out before me, the realization that we are together finally setting in.

I watch as you lock your hungry gaze to me, your fingers working their way into the band of your dress, and tugging it downward. Slowly your beautiful breasts come into view as one nipple peeks out of the sheer black material one by one. You thrash your head to flail your hair out of your gaze and the flowing locks fall gently back down to the sides of your gorgeous face.

I sit between your legs as I lift my shirt up over my head, the curves of my chest shadowed and flickering in the dim candlelight. I watch in delight as your eyes scan over my body and your tongue runs lightly over the curve of your succulent lips. As I toss the shirt aside my hands run down over my heaving chest, I watch as your eyes follow them, over the bulge of my upper chest, down over my nipples, down my belly and into the waist band of my jeans.

Swiftly I undo my belt as it gets tossed aside as well. Not being able to resist, your hands reach outward, your fingers wrap and tug into my waistband, fumbling to undo my button and zipper whilst your eyes remain fixed on mine. In a flash they are undone, but my hand covers yours and leads them away, “not yet…..” I whisper. You nod at me with a hesitant shake.

Half naked I sit before you on my haunches. I lean forward over your laid out body beneath me. Your legs up on my thighs squirm slightly as my weight falls closer to your body. My hands come down to rest on either side of your shoulders, and my face draws nearer to you. You stare at me, gently biting on your lower lip, closer my head nears to you. And soon, the flashing and glowing neon of the distant Las Vegas Strip is eclipsed by my figure on yours.

My lips press down into yours as my mouth opens to kiss you in a sensual embrace. Your mouth opens to take my tongue into your mouth. Our tongues mix and dance together hungrily, seductively. My body presses down into yours, my chest grinding and pressing into your heaving breasts, feeling your nipples begin to grow and poke at my own. Our kiss breaks as my tongue snakes down your cheek and your head rolls in delight.

I kiss my way down your neck, suckling gently on the fleshy spot where your neck meets your shoulder. Further down I then snake, knowing your head is now bent forward to watch my head travel down your body. As my head hovers over your tits, your hands snake under me to cup them together, rolling your nipples gently between your fingers for me as my mouth opens to take one in.

Hungrily I engulf a breast, my lips plastered around the pert nipple, your body shakes slightly accompanied with a soft sigh of pleasure as my tongue flutters over the erect nub in my mouth. I release it with a trail of saliva stringing down to the nipple as I exchange it for the other one to do the same. I watch in delight as I pleasure the other breast and your fingers knead my saliva into the breast I just left moist.

After partaking in the feast of breasts that I could have only imagined would be that perfect, I make my way further down your body, trailing my tongue down your belly and over your navel. I watch as your legs part even farther, exposing your panty-less crotch to me for my taking. One leg drifts to come to rest on my shoulder, the other spreads apart and comes to rest at my side. I raise myself up to take a leg into my hands, and you watch as your night of pleasure is officially about to begin.

I grasp your leg by the ankle, running one hands slowly up and down the length of your calf. My mouth opens and you watch as my tongue snakes down your ankle, over your calf, your knee then trailing soft kisses and licks down your inner thigh. Your body begins to shudder, and you begin to whisper soft words, inaudible to me, over and over until I lower your leg back down onto my shoulder, and my kisses trail dangerously close to your pussy. Your body shifts beneath me as you can now feel my breath nearing your sex. My eyes visible from between your legs, your head raises to look down at me, and one look from your glassy eyes tells me to dive in, so I do.

You watch as my head lowers further, my eyes close, and then the wave of pleasure hits you as my tongue plants itself on your lips. Pressing lightly into it, swirling and circling over your pussy lips. Sliding up and down over your slit, working to part your lips and expose you fully to me. Your hips begin to rock, swaying to the rhythmic caressing of my tongue on you. Soft whimpers billow out of you in time with each pass of my tongue over you as I begin to taste you getting sweeter, I stop and look at your pussy glistening before my eyes, your succulent lips being held apart by your moist fingers, and your sighs and moans, telling me to dive back into it.

I lower my head again after giving you and smile and wink, opening my mouth and planting it firmly on your exposed hole. My tongue ventures out and lathers you all up nicely, swirling circles around your hole, and occasionally poking into it, watching as the brief penetration makes your body wiggle and writhe.

In and out my tongue fucks you swiftly as your hips begin to rock in time, fucking my mouth back. You start to whimper, whispering things to me to urge me on. I try to listen, and I try to oblige. I place my mouth over your swelling clit, lips pursed around the throbbing rosy nub, and a shriek of delight from your mouth makes me lust for more as two of my fingers snake their way into your hole.

Twisting and turning as they work their way into you. Moist, wet, slick as they start to fuck you slowly, prodding in and out as your hips fuck them back, gyrating and bucking faster with each thrust and flick of my wrist. My mouth tries desperately to stay locked to your clit as your hips are writhing more and more violently by the second. Your screams more audible, gasping and purring in unison, in pleasurable delight.

Faster my wrist flicks my fingers into you, thrusting and prodding deeper and deeper with each push forward. Your body is bucking violently now, screaming and moaning in the heat of passion, orgasm mounting, ecstasy overflowing from you. Faster I fuck you, raising my head to spit onto your pulsing clit, and then diving back down to lather the lube into your burning clit.

Your screams mount faster, faster, louder with each passing second. I lift my head again to trail a stream of saliva down onto your already sopping pussy, my hands slow a bit as I urge you on verbally telling you how good you taste, how fucking good you feel, how hard I am in my jeans watching your pussy drip for me, and how happy I am to finally have you here with me to do this to you. You nod in agreement with your eyes clenched shut, your lower lips being bit tightly trying to muffle your ecstatic cries. I sense you are close, lower my head to you once again.

My mouth opens again as I quicken my finger’s assault into your pussy. Clamping down onto your throbbing nub, my mouth closes around your clit, and I being to suckle it into my mouth. My tongue flutters around it and my head begins to shake, sending vibrations of sorts through your sensitive sex. You are closer than ever. Your hands grasp my hair tightly, tugging at me and thrashing my head side to side. They release their grip on my hair to slide up your body and knead your tits together, and then it happens.

Your mouth lays open wide, waves of pleasurable cries spill out into the air as your body shudders, wave after orgasmic wave trembles your body as you flow onto my fingers, cry after cry echoes out as my tongue continue to flutter your shuddering clitoris. My fingers withdraw, dripping wet with your climax and I extend my hand upwards to you as my mouth takes my fingers place.

Quick yelps as my tongue explores you, delving in and out coaxing out whatever nectars yearn to be released for me. Twisting and fucking into you tasting the sweet reward of hard, lusting work. I moan in delight as more and more juices still flow onto my waiting tongue, and my own cum soaked finger get enveloped in your hungry mouth, your hands grasping my wrist and suckling at my dripping digits to your hungry delight.

I lap the last remains of your orgasm up and watch as your pussy muscles still spasm at the slightest stimulation to them, including my kiss of your succulent pink lips, and a hot breath exhaled onto your pussy as I push myself up, wipe my chin, and slide up your still trembling body. “God Kaylee, you taste just as good as I had dreamed baby…” I whisper as I lay my body next to your trembling figure.

You smile as your eyes finally open back up to meet mine. You roll on your side to face me, a look of pleasured lust emblazoned on your beautiful face as you gaze at me and smile. Quickly regaining composure you sit up and lift the dress up off your body, exposing the most stunning figure ever laid eyes on. Your breasts falling nicely over your firm stomach, covered slightly by your glowing cascading hair.

You fall back down on all fours and guide me with your body to lay flat on the bed. Catlike you crawl over me, your legs straddled at the sides of my hips as your breasts hang delicately over my chest, gently dragging each nipple over my chest as you slide further up to hover your face before mine.

Your head lingering over mine as your hair falls in neat strands over my face, tickling me gently as you sway back and forth slowly grinding your still moist pussy over my denim covered crotch. You sit upright and run your hands through your hair, holding it over your head as you glance down at me watching you intently, quivering with anticipation. You fall back down onto me and kiss me briefly, and in a throaty sensual voice, which made me twitch within my denim restraint you tell me how you plan on returning what I just gave you.

You detail in great length how you intend to rip my jeans from my waist, tearing them down and throwing them across the room with your teeth. You continue on to tell me how you intend on throating my cock, wrapping your lips around the shaft and swirling your tongue around my head. I listen as you tell me how you plan on lathering my cock so wet with your mouth, and how you plan on making my cock spew hot white cum into the depths of your hungry mouth. I can do nothing but listen, and shudder with eager delight as in between sentences you plant your lips on my chest, my nipples, my belly, and beyond.

You snake your way down my body, and your fingers entwine themselves into my waistband of my undone jeans as your lips plant kiss after wet kiss along my waist line. I shudder and watch, then helpingly wiggling my waist to help your eager hands work my jeans down off my legs. You lean down and take the waist of my jeans in your teeth, tossing them to the floor like an animal in heat.

Thrashing your head back in my direction, your hair falling erotically in front of your face as you crawl your way back to me, coming to rest between my legs. Your head crooks and rocks, and I watch as your hair falls in all directions over your face, exposing to me your open mouth, drizzling long trails of saliva down onto my hardening cock, growing harder with each moment, and rising up to meet your engorged mouth.

I watch briefly as your seductively poised head lowers, your mouth opening wider as your hand wraps firmly around the base of my cock, and guides it slowly to your waiting mouth. Hungry and lusting your mouth continues to pour saliva onto my cock, your hand guides it round and round, sliding my quivering head over your pursed lips. Your hands start to work it, stroking me up and down the length of my shaft, working the lather of saliva into my flesh. I groan in slippery delight as your moans of approval harmonize with mine.

I pull a pillow under my head to raise my head so I can watch you. I watch in delight as your head lowers onto me, mouth open, engulfing my length into your warm mouth. The heat envelopes me as my cock disappears into your oral depths, intensifying at the moment your lips close around the base of my cock, suckling gently on my shaft, then harder as your mouth works it way up my cock and releasing the head with an audible “pop”. I watch in shuddering delight as you simply repeat the process over and over again, brushing your hair aside occasionally to refresh my view of your oral skills.

Your pace quickens as your head bobs faster over my shaft, my throbbing cock fucking your hungry mouth only as fast as your lips will let it. I try to buck my hips up into your oral pussy but your hands press down into my waist to stop me, wanting to be the one who pleasures me, and not letting me gain control over your moment, I relax and lay back, allowing it to be. You then release me, letting my dripping cock flop back onto my belly, your hand still wrapped gently around the shaft, firmly stroking it as your tongue runs deftly along the underside, down towards the base, then lower over my balls.

Your mouth opens wider, a perfect “O” as you suckle my balls into your lips, working them one at a time, lifting and caressing them with your tongue as your hand strokes me tighter up and down the length of my cock. Over and over I watch as you alternately suckle my balls into your mouth, stroking me faster and faster with a hunger mounting within you, as desire to get me off, just as you got off for me.

You open back up, lifting your head back up and swallow my cock back down your velvet throat, followed by a loud groan of pleasure from me. You answer this moan with a moan of your own, sending exciting vibrations through my rigid flesh and sending my head into the heavens.

Up and down your head bobs, faster and faster, hand planted firmly against my base, stroking upward quickly kneading the dripping saliva into my taut flesh every instance your mouth hovers over my head to lather it up with your tongue, sending streams of your oral lube shimmying down my length to be caught by your expert fingers. You begin to stroke me faster, harder as you look up to me, and begin on a verbal monologue of naughty teasing which sends my body into overdrive.

“C’mon baby, you like my hands stroking your big cock? Do they feel like you had imagined? Oh, fuck baby, your cock is every bit as incredible as I had dreamed. Make it cum for me baby, I want to taste you, want to feel that cum in my mouth. Please baby, please….” you rant to me, urging me on as your pace quickens.

My body begins to tense hard as your hands caress my sac as your mouth continues its oral ravaging of me. Faster your lips fuck me, up and down, sucking and slurping noises more and more audible now as your mouth is wrapped loosely around me, fucking my cock like a used pussy, loose and fast. Tightening your grip every now and again to milk the precum from my head, your tongue massaging me, pressing into me in unison with your hands kneading my balls in your loose grasp.

You start to stroke me violently, leaving your mouth open and dangling your tongue over my shaking head, your other hand snaking up and pinching my nipple as your mouth drizzles stream after hot stream of saliva down onto my cock, lubricating the friction of your hand pistoning away at my shaft. My body goes rigid, hips buckling violently as it happens.

My head rocks back into the pillow, and a loud groan echoes throughout the room as I begin to spurt hot white streams of cum into your waiting mouth. As the flow begins your lips close around my head and you stroke me faster and faster, harder and harder, milking my cock into your mouth, appeasing your carnal hunger only so lightly. Your head begins to bob again, lips suckling tightly around me, coaxing out pulse after erotic pulse of my love down your throat.

With a loud gasp you release my cock, catching your breath as streams of my juice oozes down your lips over your chin. Your head lowers once more and licks up stray streams of white dripping down my shaft. My body shuddering, convulsing with each touch of your tongue against my throbbing cock. My moaning subsides, I had no idea how loud I was or what was coming out of my mouth.

I feel your hand release my softening cock, spent and still throbbing, twitching now and then, and feel it fall to my belly. I open my eyes and try to adjust my vision to the dim room, as I see your silhouette appear over me, closing in on me until I feel your lips on mine. I kiss your deeply, our juices being mixed together in our oral mixing glass as our kiss continues as your body comes to rest atop mine.

“God baby….you’re fucking awesome” I whisper.

“As are you baby, as are you. Babe, your cock is simply exquisite.” you reply resting your head on my still heaving chest.

At this point I am not sure what happened or how long we lost consciousness, but the next thing I knew, I was watching the dark silhouette of you emerge from the bathroom, draped in a white robe, glowing faintly as you saunter back to me. I wipe the brief sleep from my eyes as you crawl back into bed with me, snuggling up close to me and handing me a drink.

There we sit, drinking your cocktail and talking a bit. Your hands tracing light lines down my body as our talk takes a quick turn back to naughty. You tell me how you watched me sleep a bit, and can wonder no longer how my cock is going to feel inside you. In that instance, drinks are swigged, and your robe is lost to the floor.

You stand on the bed above me, and I watch as your heavenly shadowed figure lowers itself onto me. You come to rest straddled over me, your pussy grinding into my erecting cock as your mouth lowers to mine to kiss me once more. My cock grows to full mass quickly sandwiched between my stomach and your moistening pussy.

Faster you grind yourself on me, and once you can feel me throb against your eager lips, you raise yourself up, take my shaft in your hand and guide me to your hole. I feel my head prod at the moist opening, and I groan in harmony with you as you lower yourself, impaled on my cock.

Lower you fall onto me, my cock throbbing inside your warm velvet walls. I feel your walls and muscles grip and release me, your hips start to gyrate, twisting and filling yourself with my cock. Your hands press harder down into my chest as your head begins to thrash, riding me faster and faster.

My cock throbbing inside you with each swirl around within you, my hips beginning to buck in rhythm with yours, fucking my cock up into you, the sound of our thighs slapping against each other resonating through the room. Further up I thrust my cock into you as your moans become uncontrollable.

You reel off a monologue of filth to me as you ride my cock, telling me how good I fucking feel, how good my cock fucks your pussy, and how even in your dreams did I not feel this good. My hands reach up to surround your bouncing tits, rolling and kneading them in my tantric grasp, rolling your nipples and pinching them, fueling your moans and screams as my cock impales you over and over.

You sit upright now, gyrating your hips grinding that swelling clit into my crotch as you ride me with a heated abandon. My hands keep your tits in its grasp as I watch you cut loose on me. Riding me like never before, bouncing madly, grinding violently, as your body begins to shudder atop me.

For the second time tonight your body quivers with the ecstatic shudder of orgasmic delight. Your body convulses atop me, falling back onto my chest as my hips resumes the fucking motions your hips began to create this ecstasy. I fuck you hard up into you pussy, the wet sounds of your juices coating my cock, barely audible over your screams of pleasure.

The intensity of this climax too much for you as you collapse onto my body breathing heavily, my arms wrap around you as my rigid cock throbs inside you adding to the dissipating pleasure of your orgasm subsiding. I hold you close and plant soft kisses atop your head.

Softly, I lift you from me, my cock slipping out of you as you curl up on the sheets, your body aglow with an after-sex aura, incandescent in the soft hue of the amber light in the room. I rise from the bed, and walk to the window, drawing the curtains open, I stand silhouetted in the glowing light of the overlooked Las Vegas Strip.

My naked form outlined in green, and red hues, flashing blue and yellow as I stand and look out at the bustling Saturday night crowd, knowing while we both have friends out there somewhere, we would not trade our places with anyone else in the world right now.

As I stand there gazing out at the world I feel you slide up and brush up against me, your breasts pressed hard into my back and your hand running up my chest. Your cheek pressed into my shoulder blades as your tongue snakes out slightly to taste the salt on my back from the sweat laden activities of the night. I turn to face you, my excitement brewing once again.

Taking you in my arms, body pressing into you, you can feel my cock grow to attention between your legs, my chest heaving against yours as we embrace in the most erotic kiss of the night, enhanced by the thought, but not the care, that the Strip can see us.

Embracing you as we kiss, I turn you to the window and press you into it. The world below would marvel at the sight of your heavenly body pressed against that glass, your body on display for the street stories below us. Your breasts mashed into the glass, your face turned to the side pressing into the window, and your legs spread apart. I stand behind you, my hand running down your front, and my lips trailing kisses down your back. Your mouth opens and I can see your tongue slide against the glass, almost as if French kissing the public.

Your open mouth then lets escape a yelp of pleasure as you feel my tongue slither over your lips from behind. You look back at me as my face is buried between your ass cheeks, turning from side to side as my head thrashes about gently to ease my tongue across your slit. My hands spreading your luscious cheeks apart, giving me deeper access to your sex, and giving you pleasure on a new high. You feel my tongue lather your pussy lips up again, and then a tingle, a new sensation, your back arches and head flings back as you moan in pure delight as you feel my tongue slither around the rim of your ass.

My tongue flickers around the love hole lightly, as my hands hold your cheeks apart, showing me how tempting your back door is, how it pulses and flexes as I open my mouth to spit a stream of saliva down it. Your hands plaster themselves against the glass as you moan your approval of my actions. I continue to lube your ass up with my mouth as your hand reaches around behind you and tugs at my hair. Non-verbal ways to tell me you are so ready to have me in you again, and that this time, it’s serious.

You bend over slightly, hands still pressed into the glass right next to your globes, milky white and glowing a sensual hue of white in the outside world’s light. You look back just in time to see me stand up, and slide my engorged cock into your sopping pussy. You let out a soft moan of delight and I slide into your velvet depths with slick ease once again.

But this is just the prelude love, and the reason for this will be very apparent to you in just a second. I pump into your pussy a few times, slow and long strokes, the hard thrusts, simply to show you how much I fucking want you. As I stand behind you, inserted in your luscious pussy, my head leans forward, mouth open and long wet trails of saliva drip from my lips and cascade down your ass, over your hole.

You yelp in delight as I withdraw my drenched cock from your pussy, and using my hand, I guide the head to your asshole. Poking, prodding gently at the little brown star, your back arches more, legs slide apart a little more, you try to watch, you try to imagine that the flashbulbs from the streets below, taking pictures of the sights, are capturing the moment of penetration. My head inside you now. Your head thrashes back; I grasp your hair which falls onto your back. Pulling gently, I ease my cock deeper into your ass, hips bucking gently, easing myself further inside, occasionally drizzling more saliva down onto my shaft as I withdraw to push a little harder, and deeper.

You look out at the Vegas audience before you, the reflection of me now slowly fucking your ass imprinted onto the distant Las Vegas skyline. Flashing neon outside, flickering candlelight inside, and the sensation of my cock impaling your ass; the chaos of the strip, melded with the serenity of our hotel seclusion, and the pleasure of my cock deep inside you.

Your moans begin, quickly turning to screams as my pace quickens. I watch as my cock drives in, withdrawing, then thrusting back into your glory hole, deeper with each thrust, slower, feeling your rectal muscles spasm around my cock, harder even when your fingers disappear between your legs and play with your own pussy.

My arms wrap under you, my hips beginning an upward stroke to drive my cock in and out of your ass. Upwards my hands glide over your exposed body to cradle your tits in my hand, cock still stroking in and out of your stretched ass, easier now. Your moans violent, your body fucking me back like a good little whore, wanting more, begging for more.

We begin to exchange words, you begging me for more, me telling you what a good slut you are, an ass fucking slut, my little cock whore. The words seem to drive you on hotter, dirtier, your body beginning to shake, convulsing on my throbbing cock. Your head starts to thrash violently coupled with fierce moans of pleasure, harmonizing with my own groans of delight.

The penetration of your ass continues as you start to gasp, head rocking, mouth agape as you scream into orgasm again. Your body shudders, and your legs almost buckle under my grasp, leaning down to catch you, my hips continuing to buck into you to aid your climax, feeling your ass muscles throb around me, massaging my cock inside you, as your hand works your pussy and catches your resulting nectars. It’s time, and I withdraw from your stretched ass, sliding my swollen cock into your dripping pussy. I fuck you now like never before tonight, hard, fast, relentless.

My invasion of your pussy now causes you to scream out loudly, sweet moans of pleasure, music to my ears, the sound of your ecstasy turns me on so, so much sweeter when not masked by phone lines, and so much hotter when spewed into my ears. Hard and deep I prod into you, coaxing out yet another small orgasm as I feel your pussy close in and convulse around my shaft.

The world can see us, they can all see me bring you to the edge of pleasure, and push you over into the abyss of bliss over and over again. Your last climax was harder than expected as your knees buckle beneath you. Your hands against the glass start to slip down, your breast wet with excitement pressed hard against the glass also slips downward, and my hands can do little to support your submission to carnal pleasure.

You fall to your knees, still pushed up against the window to the outside world, breathing heavily, and soft sighs still lifting out of your agape mouth. Still I stand behind you, gazing down at your pulsing body with my cock in hand, dripping wet from you. Then, with a hunger renewed, like a woman possessed by desire, your spin around on your knees, your back plastered against the window, you pull me by the waist to you.

My hands now in the place where yours was on the glass, I look and smile in delight at the moisture emblazoned on the glass in the shape of your upper body. I look down as your mouth opens and takes my cock deep down your throat. Your head twists violently, lips smacking and sucking at my cock furiously. Your tongue lathers me quickly, muffled moans against my cock driving you and me on.

Faster you blow me, slurping and suckling, hand cradling and caressing my swelling sac, your prize brewing within them, hotter by the second. Your hand wraps around my base and strokes me with a appetite for what you desire unrivaled, faster and faster as your tongue flicks at my head, down my shaft, over my balls, then licking your lips and heading back up to my head.

You begin to talk to me as if taken over by a sexual demon. A lust fueled fire burning deep inside your eyes as you look up to me with my cock in your possession, stroking me as you tell me to shower you with my cum, to rain on you for all the world to see. You tell me you want to taste me, to feel my coat your throat, ease your thirst for my cum, and I will, very, very soon.

I rest my hand on your head, holding it still for the event about to happen. Your hands gripping my cock like you never want to let it go, my hips fuck your hands, my head grazing your outstretched tongue with each thrust through your encircled fingers. You moan in heated breaths to do it for you, the sight of you knelt before me, backlit by the pulsing Vegas night fuels me on, I gaze down at you begging for me to cum for you with hungry eyes, and a delectable mouth. Faster now I fuck your hands, sliding into your mouth on occasion to feel the warmth engulf me, then back out to let you stroke me to ecstasy. Then it happens.

With a loud groan my body tenses; a hand grips your hair tightly, as the first explosive wave of cum spews forth into your waiting mouth. Hungrily you swallow it down and open back up for the ensuing shots. Pulse after earth rattling pulse shoots forward, coating your lips, chin, drizzling down onto your heaving chest, and coating your slender fingers which work the liquid into my trembling cock.

My body shudders hard, and my breathing turns to short gasps and groans, my hand pressed hard into the glass as I lean into your body, letting your mouth take me in, swishing my cock around in your overflowing mouth. Your hand stroking me, the other hand raking at my back as my cum still oozes from my head down your throat.

It seemed to go on for hours, my body trembling and shuddering as my cock throbbed and pulsed the last drops of my cum onto your shuddering lips. Your hand works me slowly, milking out the last drops for your thirst. My sweat laden body glows in the neon, and I look down to watch you lick the last drops off your lips, to wipe your chin, licking your fingers clean, then lifting your luscious breasts to your lips and licking them clean as well, my cock twitches again at the sight of this.

Head spinning, body weak, I offer you my hand, and watch as you take it, glassy eyes locked to mine as you stand and fall into my arms, hastily to the bed and collapsing with you in a spent heap of expended lust.

Together we lay for a while, silent, taking in one another’s after sex scents, sneaking kisses and licks across our sweat soaked bodies. Drifting in and out of sleep, embraced in one another’s arms, nestled softly in the security of each other.

I awake to the sound of running water, and a faint glow emanating from down the hall. I stand, weary and weak and make my way to the source, unaware of the time, but oblivious to the matter. I emerge through the door to the spacious bathroom, and gaze upon the naked vision of you bent over the Jacuzzi, testing the water, laying out a glass of wine (and a beer for me), and moving back the last of a circle of candles.

You turn to find me smiling at you and the sight before me. You step backwards into the churning water, descending like a goddess into a froth of foam, and beckon me with the crook of a finger. I can do nothing but smile as I take the first steps towards you, and close the door behind me with a swift motion of my foot.

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