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Vegas posted in Romance

This story was added on October 28, 2016

It was my senior year in college, my girlfriend at the time and I had decided to get away for the weekend and fly to Las Vegas. We flew in, dropped our bags off in our room at the Venetian, and hesded out the strip. We walked through the casinos discussing where we were going to have dinner.

We had decided on a steak restaurant in the New York New York. "Now for the show" I said ponderously. She gave me s blank stare " what show?" She seemed genuinely baffled.

"I'm not going to drag you all the way to Las Vegas and not take you to a show!" I said.

" we don't have to" she said, she always felt guilty about me spending money on her.
"Nonsense!" I replied "which one do you want to see? pick one and if they have seats" I pulled out a couple of pamphlets I had gotten from the front desk.

She perused them for a few moments. And then handed me a pamphlet. "This one" she said "I like the way it sounds" A few minutes later I was on the phone making the arrangements, as it turns out they did have seats. But only some quite expensive ones, I decided she was worth it and so I got us the seats.

"We're in!" I announced. Her smile was worth everything I owned, but she would never have wanted to go if she had known how much the tickets were. We spent another hour strolling through the casinos, she teased me about making eyes at the dancers. I just smiled, none of those girls could compare.

After that we went back to the hotel room to get ready for dinner. We showered together, something we didn't do in the dorms so we took full advantage of this rare opportunity. We were on a schedule though, and didn't Ave time to do much more than some heavy petting. I stood behind her under the water my arm wrapped around her, my fingers running her clit. Her hand reached back and methodically rubbed my cock, her head leaned back against my chest as she moaned softly.

Shortly after I had cum all over her ass she kicked me out of the bathroom claiming she needed to get ready. We had about an hour before we needed to leave our room, but I knew she wanted to look nice. It only took me about 15 minutes to get ready, so I decided to make some extra plans. I pulled out my laptop and found a flower delivey service. This trip hadn't really been planned as a romantic one but more of a get away from school kind of trip.

Right on time the bathroom door opened. There she stood in a beautiful long black dress, her Chestnut hair cascaded down over one shoulder, her deep brown eyes glimmered as she smiled knowingly at me. It was s familiar smile, the smile that said "I know what you want but you'll just have to wait"

The evening was more than pleasant, superb in fact. We drank wine and are wonderful food with dinner, made our way to our show where the best seats in the house and a bottle of champagne were waiting for us. We were both a little tipsy by the time we made it back to the casino of our hotel.

"We can't spend a night in Vegas without taking shots!" She exclaimed. Laughing I ordered us a couple of shots each. We then made our way up to our room. I fumbled with the key card, but managed it despite my tipsy state. It's almost harder to function when you aren't properly drunk than when you are completely plastered it seems.

We spent some time sobering up, making out on the couch and looking out at the lights of the strip. During our make out session she had somehow gotten my shirt off and she was hiking her dress up biting her lip. Somehow amidst the night, I had forgotten about the flowers. So when the knock came I was utterly perplexed for a moment. "Who's that?!" She giggled. "You didn't order a stripper did you?"

"No my dear, I did not order a stripper. That would be the..." I opened the door to find the bouquet I had ordered held in the hands of a smartly dressed man about my age. "Here you are sir, enjoy your evening" he turned and walked away, leaving me a little stunned. I retreated into the room holding the bouquet behind my back.

She was reclining on the couch, her eyes closed, breathing softly. I could tell she was somewhere between being awake and asleep. I leaned down and kissed her on her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open "who was it" she whispered. I pulled the bouquet out from behind my back and laid them across her lap. She was speechless for a few moments then tuned over setting the flowers aside, she sat up on her knees and kissed me deeply, passionately.

Our mouths opened and I let my tongue gently stroke hers. I held her close. Without knowing how we got there we were at the foot of the bed, I was leaning her back against the Ottoman. I moved to her neck, then her collar bone. I reached around behind her and unzipped her dress, in slowly pulled it down her body, as I pulled it away from ankles she pulled her thong down and off, revealing her perfectly smooth pussy.

"Now now, not so fast there" I chided her. She gave a distressed whimper, I could tell she wanted me to fuck her right off the bat. But I knew it would be even better if I took my time with her. I slowly crawled my way up her body kissing her shins, then her thighs, her stomach, then top of her breasts, her neck again. She moaned softly in my ear "please, please" she begged. I reached around and unfastened her bra, her perfect double Ds revealed exquisitely. Her nipples were already hard. I gently cupped her breast with one hand, the other cradled her head, her hands ran across my back, across my close cut hair, pulling gently but urgently. I softly put her nipple in my mouth and I sucked it, gently nibbling. My others had took up occupancy attending to the other nipple, fist drawing slow circles around it, then slowly pinching and lightly pulling. She was gasping, her nipples were so sensitive I had made her cum just from playing with them before. Suddenly I eased off, kissing her neck again I whispered in her ear "I want to watch you make yourself cum"

I moved away from her onto the end of the bed. It was a request I had made of her before on a few occasions. Having turned it down before, I wasn't sure how she would take the request. To my surprise she ran her hands over her breasts seductively if a little bit hastily. She ran her hands down her body and then she started rubbing her clit with one hand, she looked deep into my eyes and then moaned loud and satisfied as she plunged the middle two fingers of her other hand into her pussy. She moaned more loudly and bit her lip enticingly. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. I couldn't help it, I started to stroke it as my eyes ravenously took in her body in such ecstasy. She kept fingering herself but reached out with her other hand and took over for me rubbing up and down. She shifted herself so she was half sitting, half laying on the bed, her legs still on the ottoman. She put her cock in my mouth and started sucking, then returned her hand to her clit. Her moans now slightly muffled I sighed as her mouth moved up and down my shaft. I reached down and played with one of her nipples. Suddenly her body stiffened and I could tell she was cumming, I watched her in awe and then I couldn't help it" I'm cumming" I groaned, she kept her mouth around my cock still sucking, her hand had returned to my shaft and was pumping hard. I felt myself erupt in her mouth, her eyes fixed on mine with that look I knew all too well. We weren't done. She had came, but I hadn't fucked her yet, and she wanted my dick inside her.

For the next five minutes or so she told me about her masturbation habits and the places she thought of us in and the thing's we were doing in her mind. Hearing about her fantasies for us got my hard as granite before long, she had started to masturbate again, only rubbing her clit this time. She moaned and gasped while she talked. When I ws ready I grabbed her legs and pulled her over to the edge of the bed, I slowly sank my cock into her soaking wet pussy. She moaned, putting her hands above her head, leaving me with an unobstructed view of her tits which bounced pleasantly as I thrust in and out. Before long we found ourselves in our favorite position, doggy style. I slid in and out of her, going harder. Deeper. She loved it. I licked my thumb and gently pressed it against her anus. She wasn't into anal sex, but she loved a little stimulation. I looked to the side and saw a mirror, we were reflected in it in all our primal glory. I could see on her face and tell by her moans she was going to cum again. As she got closer she reached back and played with her clit, then she moaned loud and reveled in her orgasm. I was getting very close, listening to her cum was driving me crazy. I fucked her harder. Then I heard her moans " cum inside me, please.I mean it, cum inside me!" That was all it took, a few more thrusts and I came inside her. My body shook as I fell to the bed beside her.

We both lay there gasping. A couple minutes later she went to the bathroom to clean up. She returned and we lay together in each other's arms, we fell asleep like that. I woke the next morning with her enthusiastically sucking my cock, it's wasn't a bad way to wake up. She stopped sucking and rolled into her back, dangling her head off the edge of the bed. "You know, one of the fantasies I have for us is you throat fucking me" she said smiling at me. Taking the hint I got up and moved around so my cock was right there in her face, she licked the tip and giggled "throat fuck me" it was somewhere between a question and a demand, having never tried this I was excited, but wary of gagging her. She opened her mouth and I eased my cock into it, it felt wonderful, she closed her eyes emitting a muffled moan. Her hands were busy tending to herself in the same way they had been the night before. One hand running her clit. Two fingers of the other buried deep insider her moving in and out. I gently moved my cock in and out of her mouth feeling the contours of her throat. She gently moaned the whole time. I came deep down I her throat. I gently removed my cock from her mouth and watched and listened as she made herself cum in front of me again. We ordered room service, and barely left the room that day. I had barely any cum the last time we fucked in that room, over the suit cases minutes before we left for the airport.