This story has been on my long list of adventures to write about but I was inspired by this very excellent recent post to put it on the top of my list: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ruhz6h/so_all_of_vegas_can_see_mf/
This happened in January 2020 just before COVID. Also note that this Rylee is not the same Riley I have written about before (and God I hope I write about her again).
Finally, seriously be careful about going to random strangers’ rooms in Vegas, trust your judgement and don’t carry any money or valuables.
It was a chilly January Saturday evening in Las Vegas and I had been flipping through Tinder after dinner. I was at the Cosmo sipping on a Manhattan and got a match very nearby. A few texts back and forth and I invited her to meet for a drink but somewhat to my surprise she invited me to her room next door at the Vdara. I am always game so I agreed, dropped my wallet and watch off in my room upstairs (gentlemen, never carry anything you don’t want stolen from you when going to someone’s room in Vegas), and walked across the short walkway to the Vdara lobby.
I waited in a comfortable chair by the elevators and eventually Rylee appeared, looking absolutely smoking hot in a white halter top, a pink skirt, and heels. She was petite, maybe 5’2″, with loosely curled, highlighted blonde hair, and judging by the looks of it she had probably been to the dry bar for a blowout earlier today. I stood to attention and greeted her, a little lost for words at my incredible luck and straightening the lapels of my blue velvet jacket. I was glad I had dressed to impress.
We rode up the elevator making some small talk – she told me she was visiting from LA for the weekend with a friend who had met some guy and gone out with him, and they would be meeting up again out at the clubs later. Some friend.
We arrived at her floor and walked to her room. I was actually quite impressed with the corner suite – this girl knew how to travel. There were room service plates on the dining room table and the panoramic glass windows spanned the room.
“If I had known you needed a dinner date I would have taken you out,” I teased. She invited me to take a seat and I first excused myself to the restroom – mostly to make sure there wasn’t anyone else hiding in the room. Gentlemen, you can never be too careful.
My suspicions assuaged, I returned and took a seat next to her. She offered me a beer out of a six pack in the refrigerator, which was kind of funny, but I liked her BYOB in the corner suite style. I was still preparing for an escort spiel, which would have been a little disappointing but fine as I hadn’t invested more than 20 minutes or so into this adventure and had gotten a free beer out of it. She was hot enough I might have even taken her up on it. Fortunately for me, it never materialized and we just sat there chatting and drinking before her midnight club reservation. She was 22 and worked at a club in LA, like many trying to break into acting. Petite, pretty, and blonde, she certainly had the looks for it.
“So,” I said, scooting closer to her on the cream colored couch, “what exactly are you looking for here in Vegas this evening?”
“I dunno,” she said, coyly, “guess I was just a little bored.” Girls never seem to want to admit that they just want to fuck.
“I bet we can do something about that,” I said, as I leaned in and kissed her, brushing a blonde curl from her cheek and putting my left hand behind her neck to draw her close to me.
She kissed me back with surprising energy, and I knew she must be really pent up and horny. Why a girl like her had that problem I had no idea but I wasn’t about to ask questions.
I ran my hand up her skirt and over her tight little ass cheek, my fingers running over a lacey thong. Oh fuck yes, just what a girl puts on expecting someone to see it. I felt the warmth of my cock pressing against my thigh as I started to get hard. Nothing more than a little luck and some witty text messages and I had stumbled my onto this couch with a girl badly in need of a dick appointment.
I kissed her deeply, and drew my fingers back up and around to the crotch of her panties, now very warm and moist, feeling the soft arches of her smooth pussy lips through the thin, lacey fabric. I pressed my middle finger down slightly, feeling those lips spread in her wetness, and she sighed with pleasure. Using the same finger I brushed her panties to one side and slid it between her soaking pussy lips for real this time, the sensation of her tight, dripping pussy already tense around my finger finally getting my actual cock fully hard in my pants.
She softly moaned, and still kissing her I started to slide her skirt down as she lifted off her top. I dropped my jacket onto the floor and stared kissing her neck and chest, her tiny tits covered by a lacey white bra that matched her panties. I popped the strap and began sucking and licking her hard nipples, then kissed down her tight little belly, finally slipping her panties down over her knees and off, tossing them to the floor.
On my knees in front of the couch, I barely even paused to admire her perfect, completely bare pussy, lips glistening with wetness before leaning in to taste her. I usually prefer a bush but I am not one to argue with a thing of beauty, and the taste was magnificent as my tongue dipped into her pussy crack and slid up and over the hood of her clitoris, the first stroke drawing a quiet gasp from her as she leaned back into the couch cushions with her eyes closed.
“Oh… that feels so good,” she said as I gripped the tops of her spread thighs and began swirling my tongue over her clit. “I don’t usually let guys do that but…. Oh fuck, you’re so good at it,” she continued.
“It’s absolutely my pleasure, I want to make you feel amazing,” I said, looking up at her as her breath quickened and her stomach tightened. I put my lips around her clit and lightly sucked on it, being extra careful to be gentle, but nonetheless drawing another sensitive gasp of pleasure from her. She put her right hand on my neck, which I took as license to continue, increasing my intensity as she clenched her buttocks and tilted her pussy forward harder into my face.
Switching technique again I swirled my tongue up and around her clit and then lightly flicked it, alternating and tuning the pressure to the response of her body. She was indeed feeling amazing.
“Oh… Fuck…. Oh my god, I think I’m going to come,” she said, sounding surprised, and her breath caught in her chest with with a tiny, high pitched gasp as her body tightened, her back arched into the plush pillows, and she came, her hips grinding her clit hard into my face. There was nothing quite like the feeling of showing a woman how a man could really please her.
She lay on the couch with a delirious smile on her face, regaining her composure, and then sitting up and sliding off the edge of the couch, she motioned for me to sit. I quickly obeyed and she started pulling down my pants as I helped undo the fly. The smile was still on her face as my hard cock sprung out, throbbing in her face. She carefully swept her hair up over her shoulders, and looking up at me with her gorgeous blue eyes, gripped the shaft of my penis with her right hand and wrapped her pretty pink lips around the head.
“You must have liked that,” I said, stroking her cheek as she started to suck slowly and and deeply.
“I am sucking your dick, aren’t I?” she paused for a moment with a wry grin before resuming.
“Oh, fuck yes you are,” I sighed as her lips and tongue slid back down the shaft of my cock and the tip pushed into her throat. “Oh, fuck, Rylee, that feels incredible.”
Maybe she wasn’t very experienced with receiving oral pleasure from whatever LA fuckboys she hung around, but she definitely knew how to give it. My stomach tensed as her head bobbed up and down, sucking and stroking. She took it almost all the way into her throat, squinting her eyes shut and trying not to gag as spit dribbled down her chin and onto my balls, and then pulled it out and ran her tongue up and down the shaft, causing a drop of precum to form on my tip as my balls tightened.
I pulled her up onto my lap and kissed her, my hands around her tiny waist, and whispered into her ear: “Rylee, do you want me to fuck you?”
“Uh huh,” she whispered back.
“Hand me my jacket.” She dutifully obliged, grabbing it off the floor, and I produced a condom from the breast pocket. I ripped it open and rolled it down the shaft of my cock, pointed straight up in the air. “Ride me, sweetheart,” I said, and spreading her wetness over her pussy lips with her fingers she straddled down onto my waiting cock.
My head was swimming with pleasure as she eased almost entire length of my erection inside her, feeling her weight resting on the soft spongy tip as it stretched her tiny pussy.
“Oh my god, you’re so fucking tight,” I muttered as she put her hands on my shoulders and began to ride. She rode slowly, taking deep, deliberate strokes at first, letting her pussy get used to the hard cock inside it, and then sped up, finally getting the dick she had obviously been craving.
“Oh, fuck, it feels so good inside me,” she said, gaining speed and now comfortably taking my shaft to the hilt with each stroke.
“Take that dick, you want it so bad,” I said, gripping her ass cheeks and sucking on her nipples as she eagerly bounced on my cock, my nuts slapping against her.
I noticed her looking over my shoulder out across the cutout corner of the building into the wide open windows of the neighboring room.
“I think the neighbors are going to see us,” she said, half alarmed, half idly observing in the flow of sexual ecstasy.
“I don’t care, let them watch us fuck. Lucky for them if they do see us,” I said, thrusting up into her harder and distracting her attention from the windows. The thought of random strangers watching me give this bitch some dick was a definite turn on.
She slowed for a moment and stopped, then said, “There’s actually something else I want to try,” and grabbed my hand. She led me through the bedroom, two girls’ clothes and shoes strewn about, and back into the bathroom, my fully hard dick waving as we walked. I pulled my shirt off and added it to the pile on the bed as I passed.
“Alright,” I said, a little curious as to what she had in mind. The bathroom lights were off and in the darkness, the floor to ceiling views over the strip and the Bellagio fountains were pretty awe inspiring from this high floor.
“You can have me like this,” she said, raising her left foot onto the metal crossbar of the window frames and grabbing the corner of the sink with her right hand, offering her pink pussy to me from behind and looking back at me with a smile.
Very much in favor of this idea, I squared my hips up against her thighs and guided the tip of my cock back into her eagerly awaiting pussy.
“Oh, fuck, just like that,” she said approvingly as I found her g spot from behind with the first stroke. I grabbed the nape of her neck with my left hand and pushed in a little harder with the second stroke, knowing it would probably be a little too deep for her, and she let out a tiny yelp of both pain and pleasure.
I quickly found a rhythm and started working her pussy, her back and shoulders gently heaving in silhouette against the neon lights and fountains with every thrust grazing her g spot. What a spectacular view, I thought to myself.
I pressed my right thumb against her tightly puckered pink asshole, letting it just barely slip inside, lubricated by sweat and pussy juice, as I watched shaft pump in and out of her pussy below.
“You need this dick inside you, don’t you?” I asked her.
“Oh, fuck yes,”
“You want my hot cum inside you, don’t you?”
“Oh, please, give it to me, make me come,” she screamed.
The thought of shooting inside a total stranger’s tight pussy was really getting me close and at this point I was fucking her hard and rough. She was up on her tippy toes to take it now and would definitely be sore tomorrow, but for right now she was absolutely loving it, begging out loud for my cum.
“Oh, Rylee, I’m so close, I’m going to fucking blow,” I said, and feeling her back arch and tight cunt tense up with her own orgasm, I felt my balls tense up again and the pressure in my pelvis building to the tip of my cock. With several more thrusts into Rylee’s squeezing, dripping pussy I was over the edge, feeling the pumps of hot semen fill the condom and fantasizing about actually plastering the inside of her wet vagina with my load.
I pulled out and pressed her back against the cool window glass, nostrils flaring and hands groping as I kissed her in the fading moments of sexual passion.
“That was fucking amazing,” I said, “great idea.”
“I fantasized about it immediately after we checked in,” she said with a laugh as I flushed the condom and wiped myself off.
“Glad I could be of service,” I said, now finding my shirt on the bed and sitting as I put it back on. “Hope you aren’t late to the club,” I added.
“Worth it,” she said with a laugh. The bathroom light was now on and she was fixing some stray hairs and dabbing the sweat off her face in the mirror, still naked. I figured at this point it wouldn’t be terribly rude to just stare at her perfect little ass one more time.
“Well, text me if you’re bored again tomorrow,” I said, “We can get some lunch and try it from the Cosmo terrace suites if you want,” I said, half teasing but definitely down for a round two.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rvfq13/i_fucked_a_total_stranger_in_front_of_the_hotel
That was excellent. Was there a round two? Would love to hear. Or hear about anything else, as your storytelling cadence is great.
!updateme!