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Royal Treatment
The dice were hot, and Lady Luck was staying by
our side. Both of us were riding high as we
cashed in the unbelievable amount of our
winnings. Torrie had become obviously aroused as
we were playing, starting with squeezing my ass
when I bent to retrieve dice, or chips. Her
hands fondled my dick and balls while depositing
chips in my pants pockets.
After leaving the cashier counter, we quickly
gazed at the wad of 100s in my hands, she
planted her lips on to mine, plunging her tongue
as far as she could into my mouth. I lecherously
returned her affection by wrestling back, and
allowing my bill-filled hands to cup her ass for
all the casino to see. We didn't care, we were
rich!
"I need to fuck you right now," she whispered in
my ear.
Knowing I had her right in the palm of my hand I
refuted: "The hotel just gave us prime seats to
their girlie show. I want to milk this as much
as we can." If we hadn't had such a good romp
session when we woke earlier today, I would have
not had such resolve, and besides I know how wet
she gets when I make her wait.
She whimpered in obedience, and gave me a quick
swat to my ass. The show wasn't for another
hour, so we found a semi-deserted, dark corner
in a bar and had a couple of drinks. Torrie took
this time to try and entice me to our room and
foregoing the show. First she started with her
hips by sitting in my lap, grinding her heated
core into my crotch. "Oh, I'm getting so wet
Lover. Wouldn't you like to taste me?" she
cooingly teasted. I played her game and pushed
my hands under her dress. The high-cut side
allowed for very easy access to her silky,
lace-covered ass. I reached in to graze her
folds and indeed they were moist. I wiggled my
fingers back and forth across her labia a few
times making her whimper, but holding back any
serious touching. Growing frustrated with my
control, she brought her hands to my zipper and
caressed me to semi-hardness. It felt good, but
again, I was the stronger, not allowing her to
unzip me. Showtime arrived and I won.
Because of our prowess at the crap table we had
choice seats: a private high-backed booth, on
its own level, complete with table cloth and
flowers. I ordered some oysters on the
half-shell, and the best bottle of champagne
they had. With a sizable tip, I told the waiter
to not be seen again. Toasting our fortune we
each finished two glasses before the show
started. Making out like teenagers, groping and
feeling every area of our bodies, we almost
became oblivious to our surroundings. As soon as
the lights went down, our inhibitions were lost
and our lust was fueled.
I immediately hiked Torrie's dress past her
hips, letting my fingers find her wet panties.
Softly rubbing her pussy through the material,
she emitted a loud moan in approval. The sound
of the show hid any noises coming from our
table. Torrie in the mean time had worked my
belt loose, lowered my zipper, and was jerking
me hard through my silk bikinis, causing me to
moan.
"Someone's leaking," she said teasingly in a
little girl voice, "What happened to my big
strong-willed stud?" I shut her up by placing
two pussy-juice dampened fingers to her lips.
She went to lick them but I pulled them to my
mouth before she could get to them. Her eyes
sparkled at this site, and she spreaded her legs
as far as the table booth allowed.
Our mouths connected once again, I moved my hand
back to her pussy and moved her drenched panties
to one side . Tracing my finger tips along the
edges of her inner lips, she pushed her hips
into my hand signaling she wanted more. I
plunged two fingers in with no resistance from
her pussy. I heard squishy noises as I rapidly
humped her with my hand. Torrie broke our lip
lock to become verbal. "Uuuhh, uuhhh, that's it
baby, make me cum! Make me cum right here!. Rub
my clit, rub my clit." But I was in control, and
did not take her to that next level, because she
was leaving me neglected in her elevated state.
"If you want release you better wrap your hands
around my pole again." I commanded.
"Yes, yes, anything you say, just finish me!"
she exclaimed, while plunging her hand into my
bikini to squeeze my throbbing dick. I raised my
hips so she could ease my underwear down past my
balls. My cock was now free to stand straight
up, and be subjected to the dry jerking she was
administering. I groaned with pleasure as her
squeeze expelled a few droplets of pre-cum.
Joining our lips and tongues locked together
again, I returned my hand to her slippery folds.
Torrie's hips were thrusting as I plunged two
fingers into her. The palm of my hand rested on
her hard little button as I spread my fingers
while inside her. "OOH, I'm gonna cum. Harder on
my button. Harder!" Twisting my fingers while
gliding them in her velvet tunnel, I replaced my
palm with my second hand's fingers on her clit.
"That's it, fuck me baby, fuck me!" Her body
tensed, then spasmed.
"UUHH, UUHH, OOOOOO," escaped her mouth before
she bit my lip. Losing her faculties in her
orgasm, she had a death-grip on my dick, pushing
down, angled to the floor. Her pussy twitched
around my fingers as I continued to plunge them
in and out. I stopped rubbing her clit, only
pressing along the sides of her labia, causing
pleasurable pressure in the spreading of her
folds. Grunting she threw her head back against
the booth, allowing me to peek down at her
convulsing sex, pulsing clit, and leaking
tunnel. I hungrily licked the fingers that were
in her, relishing her tangy bitterness.
"You are so hot." I whispered.
"And you need finishing," she added.
With that she focused back on my member. I
relaxed my body as she glided her hand from the
base to the tip a few times in a slow deliberate
motion. She brought her second hand into play by
thrusting them under my body to tickle my ass.
This was all I needed to start the launch code.
"Get a napkin, I'm going to explode," I told
her.
"I've got a better idea," she said, reaching for
her half-empty flute. She again angled my dick
down and increased her strokes to a blistering
pace. Aiming my hole into the glass, she
intended to capture my load.
"Yeah, baby, here I cum, here I cum!" as I shot
my load into the remnants of her last drink of
champagne. She stroked me for all I was worth,
making sure to milk the last drops into the
flute. She held me until I became semi-soft,
then placed the flute on the table. As I fixed
my pants, she said "Top me off," with a devilish
smile while waving the flute. I reached for the
bottle and filled the glass. Both of us watched
the bubbles dance around my congealed spunk
floating in the champagne. "I like my drinks
stirred," as she dropped her hand down to her
pussy and came up with two coated fingers.
Smearing her juices along the rim, she then used
them to stir her sexual elixir. With a glint in
her eye she began to drink.
"What a bad girl you are."
"Moi," was her sing-songy reply, and handed me
the last swig of "cock"tail. I took the flute,
never losing eye contact with her, and traced my
tongue around the rim, cleaning off her
delectable juices Then without hesitation, and
much to her delirious surprise, I downed the
last of the drink. She squealed with delight and
threw her arms around me to begin sharing the
lingering liquids in our mouths.
After the show ended I knew I was going to need
a little recovery time before we resumed back in
our room. So we headed to a tango bar to test
our dancing. The next couple of hours was
exhilarating, spent kissing, holding, and
spinning each other. We couldn't keep our hands
still and let them do whatever they wanted on
each other's bodies. The whole time the
innuendoes were flying, and Torrie was
satisfying all the voyeurs in the room with her
fast spins, and high leg wraps around me. I'm
sure more then a few people caught glimpses of
her silky-red, wet-spotted panties. Soon we
looked in each other's eyes and without words
knew where we had to go.
Eventhough an older couple got in the elevator
with us, that didn't deter us from lip-locking
like teenagers in a backseat. Oblivious to them,
I pinned her in a corner, squeezing her breasts
forcefully. She in turn had one leg raised and
wrapped around my hips, dry-humping my leg. A
bell sounded for their floor, and they exited
silently. Our floor came up, and we exited still
connected at the lips. Once in the corridor,
Torrie broke from me, and gave a quick look down
the hallway. With no one in sight, she peeked at
me and unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor,
she stepped out and ran to our room, I stood
there enjoying the spectacle. That familiar
twinge hit my crotch as I picked up the dress
and chased after. I too stripped as much as I
could while going down the hall, becoming
topless when I reached her at our door. She
began on my pants as I fished the key out the
pocket. They plopped down to my ankles as I put
the key in the door.
Stumbling into our room, I fell to the floor
while trying to remove my shoes too quickly.
Torrie had by this time removed her soaked
panties and stuffed them into my mouth. She ran
to the bed and jumped on top, lying on her back.
Leaving the panties in my mouth, I finally got
my bikinis, shoes and socks off and approached
her. She positioned herself so her head was
barely hanging off the bed.
Straddling her head I pushed my hard trunk down
to her mouth. Her soft lips engulfed its head,
and a tongue tip ran circles around its
circumference. Removing her delicious panties
from my mouth, I lightly dragged them across her
breasts. "Suck me you Vegas Slut," I commanded,
"Bad girls need their meat." She pulled me out,
and with broad puppy-licks focused her attention
on my dick's throbbing vein. Holding my dick in
such a way to have her thumb caress that v-notch
at my tip, her tongue forcefully applied
pressure along my shaft. I watched her as her
head nodded up and down, tongue flattened out,
rubbing, milking. In one motion she pulled my
dick back in her mouth, engulfing it.
"Mmm," she mewed never losing pressure on her
treat. My legs instinctively squatted up and
down, fucking her perfect mouth. I glided my
hands roughly across her breasts, down her flat
tummy, past her pussy, to the back of her knees.
I pulled her legs up and together, raising her
ass off the bed, and gave her a good swat with
my right hand. "OOOO, I've been very bad, what
are you going to do about it," she teased as she
popped me out of her mouth with her hands. I
brought my hand across her ass again.
"Keep my cock in your mouth Vegas Slut, or I'll
force your tongue in my ass!" I bellowed.
"Fuck you," she defied, so I pulled her up the
bed and sat on her face, rubbing my crack on her
nose. I felt her tongue slither out and rim my
sphincter. Her smooth tongue caused a convulsion
thru my sac, giving me a mini-orgasm, as I
contracted my PC to stop my spray. "Oh yeah,
Vegas Slut, fuck me with that tongue! Taste my
man sweat." With that she inflicted quick flicks
across its sensitive bud. She then grab my hips
and forced me down onto her pointed tongue.
Feeling it tickle my insides, I knew I couldn't
take much more, so I plunged my face to her
dripping pussy. My cock back in her mouth, we
milked each other's glans. Animalistic noises
filled our room as we each shared a common goal.
Digging her nails in my ass cheeks, her head
stopped moving and her suction felt like it
increased ten-fold, as I had clamped my lips
around her erect clit. Amazingly she began to
cum. Never releasing my dick, she began grunting
and thrusting her hips. Muffled "MMMMMMMs" was
my response to my flicking tongue on her clit. I
flicked faster and faster, until I felt my balls
tighten.
I straightened my legs above her, causing my
cock to escape her mouth, despite her arms
trying to keep me down. In the second I left her
lips, my cock started spurting its juice. I
stayed locked on her pussy, not looking where my
jizz was landing, allowing her hands to control
its aim. Torrie began jerking me for more.
"Yes cum on me! Shoot your cum all over me you
stud bull. Give it too me!" Four, then five, and
then a sixth spurt of my load jetted out of me,
coating her breasts and tummy. I released her
pussy with an audible gasp. Torrie had to press
on her outer labia to sooth her contractions, as
I watched her vulva pulse. It teased me to lick
some more, but I knew she was much too sensitive
to be touched for the moment.
I sat up on a knee beside her, stroking my still
twitching dick. Little dribbles were being
expelled and landing on her shoulder. I saw that
my load had covered her from chin to belly
button, splattering her cleavage, and running
across her throat. I repositioned myself and
slowly entered her hot pussy while I was still
hard.
Once fully entered, we remained still enjoy the
feeling of filling. We kissed tenderly, sharing
our collective juices. Holding eachother until
we fell asleep, my cock becoming soft enough to
fall out of her.
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