Hooking up in Las Vegas – 32 [M] 27 [F]

This one has a lot of buildup. No, I’m not giving you guys the ****** or the “SEX STARTS HERE”- you know how to skim.

A bit about me – 32 years old (at the time), 5′-10″ tall, decent looking with hazel eyes and dark brown-gray hair, slender. I was in Las Vegas for a convention, and I booked an extra night to wind down and hopefully get laid. I’m not a player, so I need a good hand and a bit of luck. This night would have both in spades.

After the convention and a nap, I ventured to a casino bar to grab a beer. Before I finished my first drink, a group of friends rolled in. There were eight – four girls and four guys. They looked to be between 25-30. The group ordered a round of drinks and hung out at the end of the bar. I looked over a few times and more often than not locked eyes with one of the girls. She had medium brown hair just past her shoulders and pale skin with a big smile and blue eyes. She had that nerdy-cute vibe going on. Her green dress was sexy and clung to all the right places showing off her slender yet shapely figure. She revealed a hint of cleavage and the dress came down to just above the knees. She was 5′-6″ give or take.

As I stole another glance, eye contact girl was whispering to her friend, and I thought they were looking and motioning in my direction. After I had turned around to watch silent sports on the TV, the friend approached me and introduced herself as Stacey. She put me on the spot by introducing eye contact girl: “This is Mandy. Do you think she’s hot?” Shit. How do I play this without coming off as too forward? I stuttered, “Uhh, yeah”. Stacey motioned for Mandy to sit on the open seat next to mine and asked a couple questions to feel me out and break the ice. After a couple minutes she left Mandy and I alone at the bar. Alrighty, this night is getting interesting.

Mandy seemed reserved yet open to talking. I’m not a natural conversationalist, but I’d be ok aided by the drinks and and that added dose of lust that Vegas exudes. After repeating ourselves a couple times due to the noise, I shifted my chair closer to Mandy’s. For much of the ensuing conversation our mouths were close enough to feel each other’s breath as we talked. Damn that was such a turn on pre-covid.

When Mandy’s group was ready to move on, I asked Mandy if she wanted to hang with me for another drink. She huddled with her friends and returned with Stacey a couple minutes later. Stacey got real serious and grilled me about treating Mandy right and that if anything happens, I can expect to have my balls cut off and my neck slit in that order. She insisted on taking pictures of Mandy and I together and my license before parting.

About 10-15 minutes after Mandy’s friends left, I placed my hand on the back of Mandy’s hip and leaned in for a kiss. It was one of those “testing the waters” kisses where I start with a peck and see what happens. Just as I had hoped, Mandy parted her lips and extended her tongue against mine. I pulled away after a (couple repetitions?) because I didn’t want to cause a scene at the bar. We smiled and resumed talking, only now I felt more familiar and comfortable with her. I didn’t do anything scandalous, but I caressed her leg, arm, back and sides. Behind us, the rest of the bar was a dance floor, and I was aching to see Mandy move. We grabbed one last drink and headed for the floor.

We found a spot, I turned around to face her, and she got into it by lifting her arms up overhead, circling her hips, and looking super sexy. She looked right at me and smiled boldly and brightly. I was so fucking turned on. I held her hip with my free hand (we each had a drink) and pulled her close. She put her hand on my shoulder and gently grinded against me and shifted her gaze down. I reciprocated, with a bit more pressure, and as I got hard we were grinding downright forcefully.

I turned her around so that her back was against me, and she pressed her ass against my hard cock. I encouraged her arm up around the back of my neck exposing her armpit and some side boob. It turned me on to smell her odor because it gave me a sense of intimacy. I dragged my hand down along her arm, grazed her chest, continued along her side body, around to her stomach, pelvis, and landed on her upper thigh. She put her hand on mine and we used the leverage to press against each other hard. After a minute, I turned her around, pulled her close and we gazed at each other with lusty eyes. That’s when I grew bold, pressed my mouth to her ear and proclaimed “I want to take you to my room and fuck you!”. She loved that and grinded hard against me while breathing and sighing heavily into my ear. I wish for the life of me I could remember her exact words, but they escape me. We made a beeline to get out of there.

She was staying in the same hotel as the bar, and I was staying catecorner. We made a detour up to her room, so she could grab some things. Each time I made physical contact she reciprocated and then some – I held her hand, and she’d grasp mine harder. I put my arm around her and she’d lean in tight. We journeyed back downstairs and made haste for the exits through the labyrinth of slot machines and card tables. We crossed two pedestrian bridges to get to my hotel.

When we got to my room, we took a moment to use the restroom and proceeded making out in front of the bed. I felt her hand graze down my chest and abdomen. I looked in her eyes as I unzipped her dress and helped her slip out of it. She took off her bra, and I stripped naked. I’d guess her tits to be b cups. I loved them. We made out softly as I explored her pussy from outside her thong. She parted her legs, and I slipped my fingers under her thong and slid my index and middle fingers just a bit inside before sliding them up to her clit using her wetness as a lubricant. Her breathing was heavy. I loved feeling her hands on my shoulders, sides, chest, and stomach.

I pulled her panties down, pushed her on the bed and went down on her. I didn’t know what she liked, so after licking around her opening, I tried a little bit of everything on her clit – lingering, rapid tongue flicking, and I sucked it up between my lips. She seemed to enjoy all of it but wasn’t especially excited about anything in particular. I loved touching her body and feeling her stroking my hair, shoulders, and the back of my neck. After a few minutes, she said she wanted me inside.

I hastily put on a condom and hopped on top. I started slow with just the tip and gradually inserted my entire shaft. Before picking up the pace, I positioned my calves under hers hoping she’d press back. She did, and I passed the point of no return. I announced I was cumming, and I stayed inside as I caught my breath and collapsed onto her. Seeing and feeling Mandy’s sweaty body against mine was an incredible turn on even after having climaxed. We were both tired and ready for a good night’s rest. Mandy texted Stacey to assure her everything was ok and that she’d stay the night. Stacey insisted on a selfie of the two of us which made me feel silly, but whatever.

When I woke up the next morning, Mandy was sleeping with her back to me. I snuggled up to spoon her and kiss the back of her neck. She softly moaned as I stroked my fingertips up and down her body and along the back of her leg. I took my time kissing the back of her neck and behind her ears. I felt my cock stiffen up, and she gently circled her ass against it. I reached my hand between her legs from behind and started rubbing her slightly wet pussy. I began working my way around to the front, and she suggested we freshen up.

We met up at the foot of the bed. I pulled her body against mine and kissed her softly as I caressed her neck, sides, and ass. We became increasingly heated and my caresses increasingly focused on her pussy and grabbing her ass. I broke from our kisses to lick and nibble her ears, neck, collarbone and tits. I should have had a condom on at this point because my cock was rubbing against her pussy, but lust overcame sensibility as I stroked my tip along the length of her pussy and circled it around her clit. Even so, I did eventually pause to put on a condom. I wanted her from behind, so I suggested she get on all fours on the bed. She enthusiastically complied.

I positioned myself behind and she helped guide me inside. I started slow but quickly picked up the pace. I had one hand on her hip and the other feeling her back, tits, stomach, and finally pausing to rub her clit. She wasn’t a dirty talker, but her feedback was just as hot as she sighed, moaned and told me it felt so good and to keep going. During doggy style, I love the sensation of the fronts of my legs smacking against the backs of my partners legs. Once I took just a moment to appreciate that, I pulled out and asked if she wanted to get on top. She was game, so I laid back.

She hopped on and slid over my cock as I craned my neck to make out with her. I pulled her forward because I wanted to feel her chest and stomach against mine. As she got going, I laid back and let her control the tempo. She pressed herself upright, and I played with her tits and grabbed her ass. She started rubbing her clit and before long announced she was cumming! After her orgasm, she hinged forward, and we softly made out as she caught her breath with me still inside. As she came down, I rolled us over (while staying inside!) and fucked her until I came which didn’t take long. We collapsed on the bed and cuddled for another half hour or so. I walked her out of my hotel, but she insisted on meeting back up with her friends alone. Parting is such sweet sorrow.

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