We had explored the social club scene in Vegas a little bit on our last few trips, and we were excited to do so again this time. I arrived to our room first, and put our favorite champagnes and tequila on ice, as I always do. I showered and slipped into your favorite red thong and red lace bra, feeling the familiar warm tingle of excitement between my legs, as I always do. I had booked the penthouse as a special birthday treat for you, and when I saw your text that you were walking towards the elevator, I gave my nipples a pinch and headed for the door to meet you.
The evening started as it always did, with a passionate and intense first round of sex, but this time with a special schoolgirl outfit you had gotten for me. I sat you down in an armchair, facing a long hallway of mirrors, and got down on all fours while I worshipped your big black cock, my ass and lacy red thong visible in the mirror, under the short plaid skirt. Then we switched, and you sat me down, lifting my skirt up to my waist, pulling aside my now useless wet thong, and giving my pussy the deep, hungry lick I crave. We then moved to the bed, and in a hot, tangled mess of limbs, brought each other to a rousing climax, but this was only the beginning. This was not even the main event.
After dinner, and a visit to one of the many strip clubs Vegas has to offer, we finally made our way to the Green Door. It was busier than our last visit, with a small handful of people in most rooms. I laced my fingers between yours as we wandered from room to room, deciding where we wanted to begin. Indulging my recent interest in bondage play, you walked me over to the Dungeon Room. There was a few other couples milling around, and a handful of single men trailing behind, waiting excitedly to see who would get the party started. We sat down on a bench, next to a large leather pad laying against the wall, with handcuffs dangling from the ceiling in front of it. A couple lay on a leather-clad bed across the room from us and were making out.
The room was dimly lit, and I could feel your hand on the small of my back. I turned toward you, and we began to kiss, sucking gently on your full lips. You pulled me close to you, your breath warm on my face, your strong arms circling my waist. My breath quickened, and I began to kiss you more passionately, my tongue softly caressing yours. I turned to straddle your lap, feeling your cock beginning to strain against your pants. I pushed my hips into you, grinding gently, as my tight black dress rode up around my waist. I pulled the top of my dress down, revealing my ample breasts, which you pushed your face into and breathed deeply. You love the smell of me, and you can smell it when I am turned on.
Your hands grasp my breasts, which are now fully on display, your mouth sucking hungrily on my erect nipples, one of my favorite things that you do. My hands are in your hair, and I rock my hips back and forth slowly, feeling your erection continue to grow beneath me. You give my nipples a sharp nibble and I gasp loudly. Now we have the room’s attention.
I climb off of you and start undoing your pants. I am hungry for your cock, and need to feel you in my mouth. You ease your pants down over your now-throbbing erection, and pull back your underwear, so I can appreciate all 9 inches of you. I am standing over you, bent over at the waist, ass fully visible to the growing crowd, my nipples brushing against your legs. I lick the head of your cock, tasting the sweet precum that has formed. I love how much I turn you on. I lick you from base to tip, sucking your balls gently but firmly, before my warm mouth slides down over you, taking as much of you in my mouth as I can manage. I feel you let out a soft moan, your hips melting into me as my lips surround you. You love the way your cock looks in my mouth. I can hear pants unzipping behind me, and some quiet murmurs of appreciation, but I only have eyes for you. I continue to suck and stroke your cock with the passion you know so well. You can feel your orgasm building, but it’s not time to cum yet. I feel someone behind me, eagerly caressing my ass before you stand me up and walk me over to a large wooden platform.
My stilettos click on the floor as I make my way up onto a wooden platform. I am facing a large, leather clad mat, with handcuffs suspended overhead. I reach up for them, grasping the cold metal chains in my hands. You are standing behind me, kissing my neck and the length of my back, then reaching up to massage my breasts. You are the most sensual man I have ever known. You bend me forward slightly, and a shiver races through me, as I feel your warm breath against my now-dripping pussy. My entire body feels electrified and I am so wet for you. You lap me up, savoring the taste of me, breathing me in deep. Your lips and tongue are warm against my skin, your barely-there stubble providing a delicious contrast of sensations as your face presses deeply into me. There are now multiple hands reaching in from either side of me, pinching my nipples, caressing my breasts, as they have seen you do. I can hear men stroking their cocks around me with a growing intensity, their collective moans reaching a fever pitch. You suck eagerly at my clit as my body begins to quiver, knowing I am nearing orgasm. I need you to fuck me deeply, and I need you to fuck me now.
I grasp the chains tightly overhead as you thrust the full length of your manhood deep inside of me, my back arching in ecstasy. I throw my head back, moaning your name over and over again, as you continue to plunge deep inside of me, my wanton hips eagerly pushing back to meet you, fucking me harder and harder. The sensation of you filling me up, rubbing the sensitive spots deep inside me drives me over the edge, and I begin to cum hard, showering your cock with my orgasm. My warmth now flooding over you in combination with my rhythmic orgasmic throbbing around your erection, you are in rapture, and you unleash your orgasm, cumming deep and hard inside of me. This sets me off again, and I feel like I could cum forever. Exhausted, and overwhelmed by pleasure, I turn to face you, collapsing in your arms, our hearts pounding in our chests. I kiss you passionately, intensely, my skin warm against yours. You hold me tightly as my orgasmic quivering subsides. Our appreciative crowd is panting and breathing hard around us, finishing off their women, women milking the cum from their men.
We remain in one another’s arms as the room quiets around us, and people slowly drift away. You murmur sweet nothings in my ear, telling me how radiant I am. I gaze deeply into your eyes, telling you how much I love you. You are nothing short of magnificent. I lean in close to your ear and whisper “happy birthday, baby”.
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