Well, longtime lurker, first time poster. For once one of my real-life exploits is relatable to the monthly prompt (more like I have some free time for once), so I thought I’d give it a shot.
The story in question takes place on my 21st birthday, well, the weekend after, when I decided to take my grandfather up on going a bit wild for once, and spending the weekend in Vegas. Completely out of the ordinary for me, what you’d describe as a quiet nerd, but I figured, what the fuck, you only turn 21 once. He paid for the room, the flight out, and gave me some mad money that didn’t all make it back to college at the end of the trip. What I failed to realize beforehand was that that particular weekend in January happened to coincide with the AVN awards…
I know what you’re thinking, bullshit, and that’s what I’m greeted with when I tell this story 95% of the time (the other 5% they don’t outright call bullshit, but they’re thinking it), but it did happen. The first night there I took in the sights, and came to the realization that by coming when I did, I must have already used up all of my luck for the next 10 years at least. When I went to the tables, that thought was confirmed, so I went to the bar, had a few, and passed out up in my room. The next day, basically the same thing, take in the sights, lose some more, and head to the bar. That’s when I saw her; low cut white blouse with a short green skirt, hair & makeup done exceptionally, and somehow also looking a bit dejected. What really caught my attention was her mumbling & swearing in Italian. My high school was the only one in the district that had Italian, my friends called me an idiot for taking it instead of something useful like Spanish (especially since we lived in California), but for once, it’d come in handy.
I went over and sat next to her and ordered a beer and downed half of it for some liquid courage. I waited for her to mutter something about some rat bastard before saying that he was clearly a dumbass for whatever it was he did. She perked up at hearing someone else speaking Italian, and the door was open. Apparently she was supposed to be here with her boyfriend, but he had canceled at the last minute, so she had no one to vent to about not winning that night. Me, being an idiot, didn’t put 2 & 2 together to realize she was talking about the AVN awards until the next week, but I just told her the judges were also dumbasses, because she’s by far the most attractive person I’ve ever met. We chatted a bit longer, and eventually I had her laughing, maybe I actually am funny, maybe it was my god awful accent or pronunciation, it didn’t matter though, she was in a better mood.
We spent the next few hours there, chatting & drinking, having a good time. Eventually it was late, and I took the plunge and asked for her number “in case she needed a laugh while she was still here”. She grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear in the most seductive voice “I’ll give it to you in the morning”. My dumbass took a moment to register what she was implying, but by the time she dragged me to the elevator it dawned on me that there really was a god. She took the lead and kissed me, catching me off guard and pushing me against the side of the elevator. We were making out for a minute before realizing that we should probably push the button for her floor. She dragged me to her room and when we got in, she pushed me back against the door to close it. She quickly undid my belt and ripped my pants & underwear down in a single motion to get at my dick. The only thing she said was “*delizioso*” before practically swallowing it. While a bit of a nerd, I had a girlfriend or two before, including one self-proclaimed “nympho” (who was also fucking insane, but that’s another story), but their blowjobs paled in comparison to the performance my new goddess friend was providing. I’d like to say I lasted more than a few minutes, but I’d be lying. The sight of her looking back up at me with my dick in her mouth was too much, but god bless her, when I started to cum, she kept the head in her mouth and just stared up at me as I filled her mouth.
After I caught my breath a bit, I decided to take the lead for a moment. I pulled her up onto her feet and helped her out of her top, revealing her exquisite breasts. Me, being a man, and alive, dove right in and started playing with them before moving south. I pushed her back onto the bed and helped her out of her skirt & panties, a pair her absentee boyfriend got her, that were quickly discarded. The one upside to the “nympho” ex, she had “trained” me in how to eat a woman out, so this was one part where I was fairly confident in my skills. It didn’t take me long to get her moaning and squirming around on the bed, and before I knew it, she was squeezing my head between her thighs while she came, flooding my mouth with her delectable juices.
When she came down from her high, she pulled me up and kissed me, wanting to taste herself on my lips before telling me to get on the bed so she could ride me. The sight of her sinking down on my dick is truly one I’ll never forget. She was a natural, bouncing her sweet ass up and down, her breasts bouncing to and fro, I was in heaven. If she hadn’t already sucked the life out of me earlier, I wouldn’t have lasted 60 seconds. Eventually she stopped bouncing and started grinding back and forth, and she started to breathe heavier. With most of my blood elsewhere, the few brain cells left functioning told me to reach out and play with her clit to push her over the edge. When she did, it took every ounce of willpower to not cum again with her pussy gripping my dick like a vice. When her breathing subsided, she rolled off of me and got on her hands and knees, presenting her heavenly ass to me. She looked back at me and told me to “*scoparmi il culo*”.
Now, while this wasn’t my first rodeo, this would be my first experience with anal, a fact I told her incase she wanted to not. She giggled a bit, joyful that she’d be my first, and just told me to take it slow to begin with. So I did, though it took a bit of effort to get started. Along with her ass being crazy tight, I’m thick headed in more ways than one, so it took a bit of prodding before I finally was in. If her pussy was a 10/10 in tightness, her ass was a 15, easily, but I took it slow to begin with, wanting to savor the sensation. Eventually she told me to speed up, but apparently not fast enough, as she started throwing her ass back on me. I took the hint, and grabbed her hips and started taking over and pounding her for real, not holding anything back. She started screaming into the comforter, telling me to keep it up, to spank her, to call her a dirty whore, I was starting to feel sorry for the people in the rooms next to her. I told her I was starting to get close and she told me to pull her up by her hair, which I guess she really loves, because as soon as I pulled her head up she came. Not only did she scream it out for the entire floor to hear, but her ass clamped down on my dick like a vice, pushing me over the edge too. We both were winded and fell back onto the bed, relishing in the afterglow of what we had just done in our semi-drunken state. After a good while just laying together, she went in and cleaned up a bit in the bathroom, then came back and we fell asleep in her bed.
The next morning I woke up before her, but chose to stay upon realizing she was sleeping in my arms. When she finally woke, I let her believe she was the first one up, and let her “wake” me up. She apparently had a flight she had to get ready for, so she had to get going, but not before offering to have me join her in the shower, where she again drained the life from my balls, and I got her off with my fingers. We finished up and got dressed, where she thanked me for a lovely evening and kissed me goodbye, but not before adding her number to my phone with the peach emoji. It wasn’t until a week later that I was on PornHub and stumbled across a video with her and almost had a stroke when I realized it was her.
Now, as for how this chance encounter with lady luck changed my life, It gave me a serious confidence boost. I really came out of my shell when I got back to college, I was more social, went to parties, and made new friends. I also landed a sweet job that has only gotten better each year that allowed me to travel. As far my Italian goddess goes, we stayed in touch. Apparently she made up with the boyfriend (now husband), and they’re now in an open relationship (makes sense given her job). We’d still meet up whenever we’d be in the same city, whether it be here in the US or in Italy. We also make sure to meet up every year in Vegas during the convention, even with an occasional friend or two from work. The last 2 years though we haven’t had the chance to meet up due to “*things*”, ***cough*** ^(covid) ***cough***, but here’s hoping 2023 is better, especially since my ~~girlfriend~~ fiancée is dying to meet her.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tdme3b/how_lady_luck_changed_my_life_mf
If she is that public, why not share a link?
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