This story happened a few months ago while I was in Vegas for work. Before I start a little able me. M – 31 Brown hair blue eyes 5-8 195 lbs, Athletic build combined with the dad bod. I have 9 inch cock decent girth.
Hopefully B will read this and reach out because this night was one I’ll never forget. What I would do for round 2. Anyway here it goes.
*The back story*
I just finished dinner with a client and just about to flag down a cab to take them back to the hotel.
“J, it’s not that far and it’s a great night, let’s just walk” my client requested
“Sounds good to me, let’s grab a few beers for the walk” i responded as I walked into the closet bar to grab a few drinks.
We started walking down the main strip, in and out of a few casinos and walked past a main bar – Coyote Ugly. Looked like a good time and but my clients were ready to be done for the night and I my colleagues were as well. So we continued to our hotel. We got back to the elevator and everyone got off on the 7th but my room was on the 9th. I had a decision to make. Go to my room and get some rest before my 7am flight or go back down and head out for the night. The doors opened on 9 and I let them shut. I was headed to the bar – Coyote Ugly to be exact.
I walked in grabbed a drink and started looking around, not a lot of talent to be honest but then she walked in. Blonde hair roughly 5-4 roughly 125 lbs wearing a gray romper with a purse. Tan skin, beautiful legs, Decent Tits but an ass that deserves a second look. I kept my eye on her, noticed she came solo as I did, and she kept moving around as if she was looking to see who was there. So I decided to take my shot.
I walked up to her, acted like I tried to say something as I knew she couldnt hear me with the music, she looked confused so I leaned in placing my hand on the small of her back and whispered in her ear- “Hey noticed your solo, that means your waiting on someone or your just trying to blow off some steam by yourself – either way I figured I would be the first guy to give you a poor pick up line expecting to be laughed at and then told to move on. So this is me moving on to the bar to get a drink, want one? ”
She laughed and looked at me, giving me that look of, that was good “Yea vodka and cranberry.” She stated with a sweet southern Georgia accent.
“Awesome, just one problem though…” I responded
“What’s that?” she said with a puzzled look on her face
“I dont buy drinks for people I dont know. Who are you?”
“I’m B (I cant remember her name) from Georgia”
“I’m J from Ohio, nice to meet you. so your what, 23,25?”
“No I’m 33” to say I was shocked was an understatement, her body was that of a college senior.
We went back and forth for a few and I finally said, “how about I buy us a few drinks and you show me how you southern girls 2 step bc I know y’all cant bump and grind”
“Make it a shot and a drink and believe me when I say I can bump and grind all night” b said back quickly.
I ordered some type of shot she requested, FYI- it was aweful, got us a refill on drinks and we headed to the dance floor. Music wasnt helping me, all line dances but she wasnt about to let me think she couldn’t dance.
Only issue to her was her purse. Her purse was over her shoulder and kept getting in the way, not know what to do with it she kept moving it around. Finally a song come on with a decent beat and she started 2 stepping then she slid back and started to grind on me. I had a drink in one hand and slide my other hand on her side. And she started to grind harder and harder, I knew she could tell I was liking it as my cock was starting to come alive. So I started to slide my hand further around her waste. I squeezed her side ever so slightly and then pressing against her I slide my hand across her stomach to the point where I had my arm wrapped all the way around her.
At this point I pull her tight against me as I know she can feel my semi erect cock in my Jean’s. she continues to grind her perfect ass into my crouch and I then lean in and whisper “So you can dance, just know you better be careful because you may get more than you can handle.”
She leans back, and says ” I like a challenge” as she takes her hand behind her and slight rubbs my it against my cock.
As the song changes to another line dance we slowly stop and she turns around looking for something “Are there any lockers to put my purse in?” I shake my head no,. “well I can’t keep dancing with it, I need to put it somewhere”
“Well let’s take it back to your room?” I stated
“Okay, but we have to be quick” she says with a smirk, “well maybe not that quick, but let’s go now so we can come back” She grabs my hand and guides me out of the bar.
Going to pause here. I’ll finish later, but in case you were wondering, we never made it back to the bar.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dtxen3/vegas_didnt_disappoint_part_1_mf