Day before New Years Eve
They released us at 10AM Saturday morning. Fortunately our funds were still intact. Maria walked us to the car along with another officer. Maria said, “Try this motel I have a room there saved for a friend that is not coming. Tell them I sent you.
We thanked her but still despised her. The motel was out of the Las Vegas city limits but within a 30 minute drive of down town. The room was small but clean and the rent was only 60 dollars a night which was probably double of the regular rate.
There was a Denny’s on the next corner. We were starved so we unloaded the car and drove to Denny’s. We ordered and sat there giggling that we had to come all the way to Vegas to have lunch at Denny’s.
It was as usual borderline mediocrity but pallet able. My philosophy was when at Denny’s eat eggs. It’s really hard to fuck up eggs.
We went back to the motel. I wanted a shower but the water was cold. I went to the motel office and a sleazy looking woman with curlers in her hair asked what I wanted. She looked like a refugee from Tobacco Road.
When I asked for hot water she said, “In the afternoon we wash in the morning.”
She said, “It will take an hour to get the water hot.” I said, “Fine I’ll wait.” She bellowed through a door into the rear of the motel. “Sam turn the fucking hot water heater back on.”
I waited an hour and then tested the water it was nice and hot. Gloria and I took a shower together in case the hot water ran out.
There was a coffee pot in the room and two packets of coffee so we could have coffee in the morning.
We both showered and by now it was 4:30 on Saturday night. We decided let’s go someplace nice for dinner.
Gloria said, “Fuck it let’s go to the MGM Grand and have a drink at the bar and see if we can pick up two guys to buy us dinner..
We both dressed in our second best outfit. Still saving the new little black dresses for tomorrow night, New Years Eve. We looked one another over and we looked hot.
We pulled into the MGM Grand and left my mustang with the valet. It was worth the few extra dollars not to have to park and walk.
We cruised across the lobby and through two casinos before we spotted a bar.
We both stuck to the Rum and Coke routine and sipped on our drinks. No one ever seemed to spend cash. The bartender just left a check and pen near us and attended to other customers.
We were sipping slowly not because of the cost but we didn’t need to get drunk.
A middle aged man of about 45 came up and sat next to Gloria and asked her,
”Are you alone?” She said, “No I’m with my girlfriend” Indicating me.
The man introduced himself as Byron Kingsley from Pontiac, Michigan. He said, “I’m here with another friend. We were attending an auto show and decided to stay through next year. We’ve been here since December 14th.”
He asked, “I wonder if you ladies would like to join my friend and I for dinner?” Gloria was feeling her oats and asked, “Why did you want to take us we could be your daughters?”
He said, “Your young beautiful and vibrant you would do a lot toward boosting our egos.”
Gloria asked, “How about sex?” Byron answered, “Your choice. I won’t put any strings on the offer for dinner.”
Gloria said, “OK with me.” Just then another man approached he was around the same age and well dressed as all of the men at the bar where.”
Byron said, “Here’s Jim now.” He made introductions and told Jim, “These ladies will be accompanying us for dinner.”
Jim said, “Wow, that’s great. I was getting tired of just the two of us.” I said, “With all the women here you couldn’t find a dinner date?”
He said, “I am not interested in rent-a-chick services.” I immediately liked his response. I said, “You mean you won’t rent me?” He said, “If I thought for a second you were a rent-a-chick I wouldn’t be talking to you.”
I said, “Then you don’t expect or want sex from us in exchange for dinner?” He said, “No I don’t want that to be a requirement, however if it ended up in a sexual aftermath, I would be elated.”
Jim went on, “You two strike me as college seniors here for the long weekend.” He continued, “I would like to make your stay more pleasant if I could.”
I said, “I would enjoy having dinner with you.”
Byron interjected, “Bartender give me the reservation phone.” The bartender handed him an instrument and he spoke to someone and gave a code number. He turned to us and said, “We’re all set in the Barrymore room at 7PM” which was a half hour away.
The Barrymore room was the premium restaurant at the MGM. Usually reserved for high rollers only. I remembered the last episode with a high roller or his son. We each were raped 6 times. At least the odds were better here and in a high profile restaurant not likely.
The odds also were 1 to 1. The men at least were more mature in fact older by far than any we had ever gone out with before.
They were both good looking but so where our fathers my father was only 41 and Gloria’s was 43. Our mother’s were both still in their 30’s, 38 and 39 respectively.
They were perfect gentlemen and as expected, Gloria and I excused ourselves to go to the powder room.
Girl and women did that so they could compare notes and or sharpen up their claws whichever was appropriate
Gloria said, “I know they are going to invite us back up to their room after dinner.” I said, “I’m going.” They have treated us beautifully and after being raped by those vulgar college kids. I would welcome some tender mature affection. Gloria said, “I’m glad you feel that way because I want to go with Byron also.
I said, “I hope they each have a room.” I went on, “I really don’t want to watch you have sex.”
Gloria said, “I just said, “I’ll go for a nightcap not sex.” I said, “Oh yeah well if I go I’m going to fuck Jim’s brains out.”
We went back to the table. The men stood and held our chairs just like they were supposed to. That was a sign of maturity. My dates normally just sat and watched me.
The balance of dinner was spectacular. We had coffee and cordial along with chocolates and fruit. It was just perfect.
Jim said to me, “I am having such a wonderful time I was hoping that I could entice you to come up for a nightcap before you go home.”
I said, “Consider me enticed.” Byron asked Gloria, “Could we make it a foursome.” Gloria said, “Try and keep me away.”
The men took the unfinished wine and a bottle of Drambuie and 4 snifters with us as we paraded over to the elevator.
We enter the elevator and had it private to ourselves. I reached over and took Jim’s hand and he squeezed me gently and affectionately.
The four of us exited on the 45th floor and walked hand in hand down the hallway. There was a guard at a desk in the alcove off the elevator foyer. He evidently recognized Byron and Jim and said, “Have a great evening.” I think I had one Drambuie to many and said, “Count on it.”
Jim placed his arm around me and I snuggled right in even though I was an inch taller.
Byron opened the door to 4525 and we walked in to a magnificent living area it had a small dinning area also and a wet bar fully stocked. I asked, with a bar why did you bring the bottle. He said, “No Drambuie.” I said, “I love Drambuie, I never had it before but it’s addictive.”
He said, “I thought so.” I said, “It reduces my inhibitions.” Jim said, “Show me.” I said, “I will, music please.” Byron turned on the radio. I went over and found a CD player and a stack of CD’s. I shuffled through and looky what I found a CD of the stripper.
I inserted the CD and turned the volume up. Gloria started clapping her hands and said, “Take it off, and take it all off.”
I was a fairly good dancer but never attempted a striptease before. I danced and took off my blouse. It buttoned up the front so I had a lot of fun doing one button at a time. It took me a few minutes before I uncovered my bra.
I danced over to Jim and back up to him. He unhooked me and I flung my bra onto a chair. I continued on and lost my mini skirt. I was not wearing stockings so I only had my thongs left along with my heels. I don’t know why but I thought men liked women in heels so I snaked out of my thongs and left my shoes on. I danced over to Jim and said, “Play it again.” He restarted the song and I said, “Gloria, Gloria, Gloria.” Jim and Byron picked up the chant and Gloria stepped to the center of the floor. She and I always dressed similarly so she had a button up blouse on. She was very sexy as she slowly removed her shirt. Byron assisted by unsnapping her bra. Her breasts leaped out of the bra as she slung it next to mine. I was clapping my hands in rhythm to the beat and shouting “Go girl, go.” Now she was stepping out of her mini and she had a great body. We both did we worked hard at keeping them that way. We did biking at jogging every day plus aerobics three times a week and private karate lessons. Gloria was now as naked as I was. Both taller than usual in the three inch heels. I said, “Byron start the record over.” He did and I said, “Ok boys your turn.” I went on “Jim, Jim strip, strip.” Jim was a good sport and made a valiant effort to be sexy but he danced like a cucumber. He finally was down to his boxer shorts and turned beet red. I said, “Bullshit did you offer me any mercy.” He took off the boxers and stood there in his shoes and socks. Now we started chanting Byron, Byron take it off. He was slightly more graceful as he stripped down to his Jockey shorts. He did a shimmy taking them off that drove us all hilarious.
We all ended up sitting at the bar in the living room nude. No longer naked because we were doing this in a spirit of fun and friendship.
I couldn’t help my self I draped my arms around Jim’s neck and offered him my lips.
He kissed me as deeply and passionately as any college date had ever done. However he was a lot more tender and affectionate.
His hands caressed my back and arms and I felt goose bumps forming as my nipples hardened to a dull ache in response to his tender touches.
I said, “I hope you have your own bedroom.” He said, “I do, want to see it?” I said, “Oh yes, May I bring my Drambuie?”
Jim led me by my hand to the door to a room. He opened the door and reached back and picked me up and carried me in his arms over the threshold. How romantic. This was my first exposure to an older man. He was 44 and would be furious if he heard me call him an older man.
He carried me to the bed and placed me very gently on my back on top of the bed spread.
He wasted no time kissing my eyes and ear lobes and licking my neck. That was so erotic. The boys I were used to would have fucked me and been putting their pants back on by now.
Jim was slow and deliberate as he trailed his tongue down and onto my breasts. He reached and pinched each nipple between the thumb and forefinger on his hands. That sent a jolt of electricity through my body. He placed his mouth over my right breast and sucked my nipple into his mouth. He bit on it gently and then firmly clamped his teeth in a vice like grip.
He shook his head and I was erotically interested. His other thumb and forefinger never loosened on my other nipple.
In the meantime the hand that had been freed by his teeth was now rubbing the outer lips of my labia. That felt so delightful. His finger was now teasing my clitoris. My normal dates never even knew I had one. He started a gentle masturbation and my hips and pelvis were rising up to meet his finger. He was using his tongue on my nipple now and slowly was starting to lick his way down my body as if chasing the finger that was exciting me.
He was speeding up slightly and driving me nearer and nearer to that wondrous feeling that I was able to achieve when I masturbated myself. He was as good as I was and I was enjoying being attended to.
My body temperature was rising and my nipples were bursting. I could feel my temples throbbing and my jugular vein pulsing on each side of my neck. I couldn’t contain my hips they were flailing up and onto his finger driving my vagina in front of them. I knew that my body was on the verge of a climatic explosion. When all at once he removed his finger and replaced it with his mouth. I just could not contain myself. I wanted to enjoy this longer but the explosion was catastrophic. I felt my fluids rush into my vagina and drain into Jim’s mouth. He was sucking and lapping as fast as he could but I was overflowing. I had never had my pussy eaten before. Boys my age would never do that it was to un macho.
I was in the heat of surrender. No request would be denied. I wanted to suck his dick and lick his balls and kiss him and hug him all at once.
My climax rejuvenated as a second surge passed through me and then a third. My god I had never climaxed from any of my sexual encounters before, my only climaxes were self administered at the end of my finger and vibrating facial massager.
The bed spread was flooded. Jim helped me up and into the rest room. I washed my face and came back out and he had stripped the cover off the bed and turned back the sheet and blanket.
The air conditioner was on high even on the New Years Weekend, we were in the desert. The nights grew cold here and I was shivering. There was a large fireplace with kindling and logs set. Jim asked, “Would you like a fire?” I said, “Please.”
How romantic this was wonderful.. I pulled one of the blankets off the bed and lay it on the floor in front of the fireplace and said, “Come here.”
Jim came and lay beside me. I rolled over and took his penis in my mouth. This I knew how to do. I went down as deep as I could and then nibbled my way back up the shaft sending little currents of passion through his body.
I raised to my knees and started bobbing my head up and down raising and lowering my mouth on his penis shaft. I remembered to keep my hands behind my back so as not to hold his penis. I was told this by a locker room buddy who was very adept at giving blow jobs.
I started to speed up and felt his body stiffen and watched as his toes curled and pointed. He yelled “Cumming, Cumming oh yes I’m Cumming.” I knew he was but it was nice to hear him bragging about it. As if he had anything to do with it.
I felt the warm sticky fluid spurt into my mouth and I sucked as hard as I could. I kept sucking even when he tried to ease me away. I had a mouthful of cum and was determined to swallow it.
I did and got it all down without gagging or puking, then I licked his penis head and shaft and then tongue bathed his balls.
He did not say a thing; he just kissed my hand and patted my head. He was a very pleased and exhausted human being.
We lay in bed my head on his shoulder. I had not planned on staying over but next thing I knew Gloria was nudging me saying. “Breakfast is here sleepy head. She was still nude. So I hopped out of bed and into the John to tinkle. Oh how I yearned for a toothbrush and paste. I rinsed my mouth and came out into the dining room area. There were trays of fruit, eggs, toast, bacon and sausage a big pot of coffee and a pitcher of milk.
End of Las Vegas Kinky Sex Adventure – Chapter 4
To Be Continued…
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