It was my friend Dan’s birthday and he wanted to go to Vegas for the weekend. So on Friday morning we loaded up my car and made the drive from LA. When we got there we did what any exciting people would do and took a nap before we woke up around 5pm and went down and hit the bars.
Dan’s not the best at drinking too much and by 11pm he looked like he’d had enough. He was looking dizzy and bloated and was talking about going back to the room for a quick nap. I told him not to, that there was way more fun to be had, but he quit on me and made his way back. That left me drunk and very solo in Vegas at 11:30 at night.
I wandered around a bit, going from MGM to NYNY, sitting at their little casino bars and sipping my beer because I wasn’t sure how much more I could drink. Then my luck changed. As I was sitting at the circle bar in NYNY, a booth to myself, a group of Irish tourists asked if they could jam into the booth with me. It was 2 guys and 4 girls, so the odds were in my favor right? They were mostly in their 30s, and I could barely understand their thick accents.
They all started talking to me at once, and I explained my predicament with having been drinking since 5pm and losing my best friend. They were excited I was from California, and they had 150 questions about California. They told me they were all from some place in Ireland I had never heard of, nor do I remember. Anyway… They decided they wanted to get me even more drunk, because they planned to, and they had adopted me for the next 2-3 hours. It was a good time, and they were a super friendly bunch. Now, I want to tell you an exciting detailed story about how smooth I was and how, with my whit and charm, I won over the affections of a beautiful lass from Ireland. But, really.. It was a blur. I was hammered and the casino was spinning, but I was having fun and without even knowing how it progressed, one of the girls, Hannah, had taken a shine to me and was now sitting next to me and was running her hand comfortingly along my back and calling me “babe”.
Around 3am, one of the other girls said she was done, and one of the guys offered to walk her back to her room. That left us with 1 other guy and 3 girls. At that point Hannah whispered in my ear “should we go for a walk?”. I nodded yes, and Hannah told her friends “Restless_13 needs to get to bed, I’m gonna make sure he gets home ok”. With that we both got up and started walking around the Casino
Let’s pause for a moment and tell you about Hannah. Early to mid 30s, straight medium length blonde hair, a very cute face. And she was wearing a short, tight, shiny gold dress that came to about her mid-thigh and then high heels that made her legs look amazing. She looked amazing. She was fit, with subtle curves. I don’t know how or why she had taken such a keen interest in me, I think she just liked the idea of a California boy.
Hannah *“are you in this Hotel?”*
Me *“no, next door”* (focus on walking, casino floor is moving… red carpet is lava… blue carpet is rock)
Hannah *“Do you really have a friend you’re with?”*
Me *“yeah, he’s crashed hours ago”* (Dan.. you’re so lucky you made it back to the room before you got this drunk)
Hannah *“Too bad, the two that just left, they’re likely going back to the room I’m sharing to get naughty, so we can’t go back to my room”.*
Me *“oh, that sucks”* (Wait! Going back to rooms is an option!!? That’s what’s happening!!?)
Let me be clear…Until that moment, I was too drunk to think anything was going to really happen between Hannah and I. I thought we might go find a secluded pair of slot machines and make out a bit. But going back to rooms, that’s a totally different ball game.
Hannah: “*That’s too bad, I wanted to go somewhere private”*
Me: *“Well, we could always get a room here. So we have some place to go…”* (Wooo, this drunk version of me is super bold, and apparently not cheap)
Hannah *“That’s not a bad idea”*
Me (wait a second.. is Hannah a prostitute? I hope Hannah isn’t a prostitute who’s like super patient and drinks with her potential client for 3 hours before tricking him into a room?). *“What do you do for a living Hannah?*
She reacts like the question is a bit odd, but then replies
Hannah *“I’m a nurse, I thought I told you that earlier”*
Me *“Yeah, you did..but there were so many people talking at the bar, it was hard to hear”* (good job drunk Resntless_13, she has no idea you thought she was a fancy Irish prostitute for a minute.)
Ok, at this point, I was like fuck it, and I wrapped my arm around this beautiful Irish girl like she was my gf and walked with her while holding each other up, on our way to the front desk. With the occasional stop to give each other innocent kisses on the cheeks and lips. From the moment I started holding and putting my arm around her more comfortably, she responded by being way more affectionate. We weren’t acting like strangers, but more like a couple.
I get upto the front desk at a little after 3am, and tell the man working the counter I need a room for the night. He looks and Hannah, and then at Me. And smirks to himself, because it’s a bit obvious.
Hotel Guy *“It’s 75.00 for the standard room, 98.00 for the king delux, but checkout will be 1pm, so you won’t have the room very long”*
Me (realizing the hotel guy, thinks the same thing I thought about Hannah’s profession) *“We need a room that really shows off the beauty of NYNY, because my girlfriend here, who is a NURSE from IRELAND, has traveled all this way, to see the beautiful NYNY hotel and casino!, oh and a King delux would be nice”*
Hannah is a bit embarrassed and ducks her face, the hotel guy smiles.
Hotel Guy *“Actually, I can prorate the room since you have such a short stay, and get you a lower floor room (I think he just assumed we don’t care about the view), so it will only be 39.00 plus the resort fee”*
~~Stupid resort fee!!~~
Me “I’m going to name Hannah and I’s first born child after you (looks at name tag) Lynn…” (Ok, I didn’t say this part, but I thought it, as I really said). *“Awesome”*
We take care of everything and get the room keys and we start walking toward the room elevators. And if you know Vegas casinos, the lobby and the elevators are not near each other. So we need to walk back through the casino. As we pass the only little lobby shop still open Hannah puts her hand on my chest and whispers.
*“do you have everything you need?”*
Condoms people, she’s talking about Condoms! (Remember, the only sex you should be having with strangers in Vegas, is safe sex!) If there was any gray area left about what was going to happen in that lower floor, with no view, king delux, NYNY hotel room, it was now gone! Hannah went in with me as I bought a 3pack (this is a night of normally awkward moments, made less awkward by having a beautiful girl in a tight, gold, short dress holding onto you.
We made our way through the casino, up the elevator and into our room. We both took a moment to get a bit more comfortable and drink some water that I bought at the lobby shop. Then really, for the first time, we kissed. Like a real kiss… I wrapped my arms around her and she seemed to fall into me as we started kissing and running our hands over each other. Her body firm and fit, under her gold dress, with a bit of an ass and maybe B cup breasts. As I’m running my hands over her, she’s doing the same to me, until she finds the bulge in my pants.
I didn’t say, but I’m wearing dress pants and a collar shirt that’s not tucked in. So, my pants are loose and she’s able to grip and start massaging my cock through them. She’s moaning a bit against my lips as we kiss, like just holding my cock is turning her on than myself. But really… I couldn’t be more turned on at that moment. Her other hand joins her first, and she starts to undo my belt and the button on my pants. She’s pulling my cock out and starting to stroke it. She’s moving so fast, I’m not even fully processing all her movements. But now my pants are around my ankles, my cock is sticking out from my boxers and she’s stroking it as we kiss.
I think she knew I was pretty drunk and she needed to take the lead a bit. So, she pushes me back into one of the comfy chairs in the room, and she leans down and pulls my shoes and pants off my feet. So I’m just sitting in this chair with a shirt, boxers and my cock sticking out. She turns around and sits down on my lap, just in front of my cock and starts to rock her hips and press back against my cock. She’s gone into full lap dance mode suddenly, as she grinds back against my cock. I brush her hair to one side and pull it off her neck. I pull her back, so she’s laying against my chest and start to kiss the back of her neck and run my hands up and down the front of her dress. She’s moaning louder now, and grinding harder. I reach down between her legs and under her short dress and run my hand over her panties. Slowly feeling the wetness build through them as I rub. I start to pull her panties to the side, but she stops me and stands up for a moment…
She turns around and kisses me from a standing position and undoes the buttons on my shirt. Then runs her hands down my bare chest, down my stomach and to my cock again. She tugs on it once or twice and whispers “that’s better” and she turns her back to me one more time. She sits down on my lap again, but this time as she sitting she pulls her dress up over her hips. I can see she’s wearing a tiny black g-string that’s barely there, (I think that’s a requirement for these tight form fitting dresses). And she starts to grind against my cock again.
This is the moment people!! this is the visual that sticks in my head to this day. Her dress just over her hips, her black thong and my cock sliding between her ass cheeks as she grinds and moans for me. I know, I know.. you can get this experience from any stripper, but it’s a million times hotter when you’re not paying for it. :)
After several minutes of this, she leans back and says “put a condom on” and I reach for the box and do as I’m told. As I do, she returns to the same position, but now she adjusts her panties and sits back down slowly, letting my cock slide inside her. It’s no easy task either. She’s very tight, and the tip hangs for the longest time, as she wiggles and squirms and I slide into her one quarter inch at a time, until I’m stretching her to take me in. She’s gasping and wigging her hips until I finally break past that tightest part and she takes all of me inside her. She let’s her weight fall back down to my lap and starts to grind again, but now with my cock inside her. Did I say something before about an amazing visual that sticks with me? I think this one is a close second. She’s rocking and twisting her hips, with her little black g-string and ass for me to see on my lap. I honestly don’t think she was trying to put on a show for me, I think this is just what gets her off.
After several minutes of that, her hips spasm, and her body quivers and she suddenly flings her body back so her back is against my chest. Her hips are still moving slightly, but she seems to be catching her breath. I’m thinking she just came. I reach down the front of her dress and touch her from the front. With my fingers I fan feel my cock sliding very slowly into her, and I find her swollen clit and start to tease he. She squirms again and lets out a little yelp… I think it’s too sensitive at that moment.
I pull her up, and stand up. I’m a bit ravenous now, and want my turn to control the moment. I push Hannah over to the edge of the bed and push her onto it. I grab and pull on her ass (it looks perfect in that g-string) and push her more onto the bed. She knows what I want, and she crawls on her hands and knees onto the bed, and lays with her face down, and her ass in the air. I kiss her ass and move in..but realize my condom is a bit twisted from the lap grinding. I toss it off, and quickly put the second one on. Then I climb in behind her. I pull her g-string way off to the side of her ass, and I slide into her. She takes me easier this time, as she’s soaking wet and relaxed. Her ass starts to bounce against my hips. I can see her hands clawing at the bed and only after a few moments I loose all sense of control and feel the sensation moving from my balls to my cock, and I pull her by the hips so her ass is tight against my hips and she can feel my cock pulse inside her as I cum.
We both collapse on the bed for a moment and catch our breath, then take turns using the rest room. When she comes back from the bathroom her dress is gone. It’s only then I realize this is my first time seeing her topless, she had her dress on the entire time. She’s only wearing her black g-string now, and now that I cans see the front, I realize it’s a lace pattern in the front, with tiny side straps and an even smaller back strap. Her breasts are perky and her tummy is as perfect as her ass. She’s moving around the room collecting her things into one pile and drinking some water. She can tell I’m watching her and studying her body. She looks at me in bed, now only in my boxers (yes, like her dress, those never came off either.
She crawls onto the bed and over me. We start to kiss again. We seem back to having that long-time couple feeling as we kiss softly and sweetly. I run my hands softly over her body, learning every curve. She reaches down and slides her hand over my boxers and I quickly get hard for her again. She smiles to herself
Hannah *“really?”*, she asks as if she doesn’t believe I’m already eager to go again.
Me *“You look too good in those panties”*
Hannah *“you should see me in lingerie then, too bad I didn’t bring any on the trip”.*
By now, she has my cock outside my boxers again and is stroking me as we kiss and talk softly. I reach down and pull them off, but she leaves her panties on still. After a few minutes, she reaches over me to the night stand and gets a condom, and quickly does the work herself of getting me ready, then straddles me, pulls her panties to the side and slides me inside her. She sits all the way up and looks down at me and she slowly, barely, moves her hips. I feel her holding me insider her, and clinching softly. She looks me over and arches her back, letting me look her over and her hips start to move a little more. I watch her, memorize her body, look at the way she’s absolutely loving the feeling of me inside her. She keeps like this for several more minutes, arching her back and moving in careful movements. She seems to know what she’s looking for, or what she’s angling for, then she finds it.
Her hips move in short careful pulses and she bounces lightly up and down on my cock. Her hands run to my sides and her nails claw into me slightly. I think she’s coming again, her hips seem to lose their rhythm and she clenches my cock inside her, then she throws herself forward until she’s laying chest to chest with me. Kissing and nuzzling my neck, and breathing hard in my ear. That hard breathing in my ear and her body pressed against mine, I want to say I had time to enjoy that, before… but only a few seconds of that and I came for the second time too.
There was no cleaning up this time. We both collapsed into sleep… It was probably 6 or 7 am by now and we only had the room a few more hours. We both slept tangled into each other, when I woke up at 12pm and realized we needed to go soon. I rolled out of her grasp, and pulled my barely hanging on condom off and cleaned myself with the sheets. I looked over to her, wanting to wake her up. She had messy bead head now, but was still naked all but for her panties. Which still looked perfect on her.. I leaned over and kissed her cheek, then her ear. She stirred a bit..then I kissed her neck and she moaned while still mostly asleep.
I ran my hand over the center of her panties and she moaned again and then started to run her hand in my hair. I kissed all along her neck, and down her chest, running my tongue over her nipples. Her body started to writhe under my lips, and my fingers puller her panties to the side and I began to explore her with my fingers. She started moaning faster and deeper… I still wasn’t sure she was fully awake. I kissed along her sides and back over her breasts until her eyes opened and she looked at me.
Hannah *“Put a condom on and fuck me already”*
Me *“There aren’t anymore condoms”*
Hannah *“But we only fucked twice?”*
Me *“I used two condoms the first time, it got all twisted up, after the lap dance”*
Hannah *“oh god.. that was…that was.. ugh. This is terrible”*
Me *“I can run to the lobby, I suppose”*
Hannah *“that would kill the mood… her, let me fix this”*
She put her hand on my chest and pushed me down flat on the bed. She ran her hands over me and started to kiss down my chest and stomach.
Me *“But this only fixes half the problem”*
Hannah *“You made me cum loads of times last night…so shush and let me take care of you”*
She keeps softly kissing down my body, her hands slide over my stomach, down my sides and up my thighs. She caresses my balls and starts to kiss and lick the head of my cock. She licks up and down the length of it, and then takes it into her mouth. Over the next 15 minutes or so, I’m in absolute heaven as she massages my balls with her hand, while sliding her mouth and kisses along my shaft. She’s in no rush, she’s making my cock feel adored as she’s doing it. Then I feel myself getting close. I warm her and she pretends not to notice or care. I feel myself building and her hand massages faster and faster, I feel my cock about to explode and her hand slides to the shaft and she starts to pump and pull me. I cum into her mouth and she slowly massages each load out of me. Then returns to caressing my balls as the final pulse from my cock fills her mouth. She then pulls away, and we make eye contact for a minute, and she blows me a little kiss. Then she gets up and briskly walks to the to the bathroom to spit…
We cuddle for a bit and then get dressed. Her skin tight gold dress is going to look odd walking through the lobby at 1pm. We joke about that… she tells me her phone doesn’t work in the US. But gives me her email, so I can contact her and maybe meet up again that night, as she can check email from her friend’s phone. I’d love to tell you I emailed her and we had and even hotter part II, but my phone got wet later that day at the pool and was ruined… Somethings aren’t meant to be.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cyc346/that_time_in_vegas_i_met_a_girl_in_a_gold_dress