We currently have stories with more being added every day

The complete Vegas experience

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Just_me Posted on: 10 Jun 2004 3 comments
1 likes views Category: Sex Stories General Tags:

This concludes my tale about Donna and Las Vegas. I'm posting all three pieces together for your convenience. As with my previous submissions, this is a true tale. I've obscured details for privacy reasons, and naturally a bit of memory lapse and/or litererary license apply, but I've tried to be fairly accurate and true to life.Vegas Heat1990, summertime, Las Vegas. I was there "on business", expenses paid for two weeks. We were about 4 days into our stay when a group of us guys went out to a local dance club to try our luck with the ladies.After a long and fruitless night; I went to the bar for a round of Kamikazes. Somehow my buddies managed to disappear in the few minutes it took to get the barkeep's attention, and by the time I had drinks in hand I was on my own. As it turned out, I struck up a conversation with the blonde next to me. Her brunette girlfriend was flitting about and hitting on every man that moved, while Donna was holding down a place at the bar (my kind of girl already).Donna was not what I would call "my type". I was in my early twenties at the time, and she was in her late 30's. She was a full-figured woman; but of the type that stays active and firm. We chatted a bit (as much as you can at a pick-up/dance club), and I found her to be intelligent and funny, as well as sexy. We played about a bit, doing some "dirty dancing" and general flirting. I fed her one of the Kamikazes, and her brunette girlfriend sucked down the other two. Donna and I were hitting it off, but the girlfriend was a liability.It had grown fairly late, and I was definitely feeling no pain from all the alcohol I had imbibed. Donna had completely captured my interest, and I found myself wondering what her soft hands would feel like on my hard cock. Drunk as I was though, I could not ignore the fact that her brunette girlfriend was encountering some "difficulties". Giving up hope of getting a piece for the night, I decided to retreat. After giving Donna my Hotel name and room number, I stumbled my way back to my room, figuring I'd never hear from her again.The hotel was within what we affectionately called "knee walking" distance, so it wasn't long before I was stripped and into the shower, preparing to jerk my way to happiness. My roommate was dead to the world in alcoholic slumber, so I was relatively free to indulge in good soapy jerk-off. Then the phone rang.I had not figured on the persistence of a mature woman. The guy at the desk politely informed me that I had a "guest" (you could tell he was assuming hooker), and was it OK to let her up? I was amazed! Donna had actually come and found me, after apparently violating all the "rules" about leaving her friend behind...At this point, it was about 1:00 in the morning, I was quite drunk, I had the shower running, soap all over my body, a hard-on that wouldn't quit, and a very determined and sexy woman showing up at my door in minutes -- with a passed-out roommate in the next bed.I was drunk enough to be feeling "cocky" (so to speak), so I dove back into the shower, rinsed off the soap and was toweling off with one of those incredibly small Hotel towels when I heard the knock on the door.In my youth, I seemed to have a knack for answering the door to a sexy woman while wearing only a towel, a hard-on, and a smile. Sadly, I have not been able to continue that particular streak of luck, but on this night, it certainly worked.Donna seemed very happy to see me in my state of undress, and I admit that I was turned on by the attention. We quickly assessed the realities of our situation (roommates, no matter how passed out, being a bit of a damper on the moment) and determined that we should go to her place, as her kids were with a sitter. After some serious kissing, and a more that a little groping, I pulled on some clothes and we headed out to her car.After an impromptu make-out session in the parking lot, Donna efficiently drove to her apartment, doing an amazing job of juggling shifting duties and playing with my cock through my pants.Being the excitable young man that I was, I pretty much expected to strip off, get it on, and (probably) pass out. Fortunately for me (and for my future lovers), Donna had far different plans in mind.While previous experience with older women had taught me lot about the physics of sex (you can check out a couple of my other stories for more on this if you are interested) Donna was about to introduce a new factor into the equation for me. Although I was long familiar with the idea of "edging" when masturbating, somehow applying that idea to mutual sex hadn't really dawned on my young mind. Donna was about to teach me different.She put on some soft Jazz music, lit some incense, and poured out a glass of wine (to share) and two large glasses of ice water (what a brilliant woman!). Almost before I knew what was happening, I was stripped naked save for my briefs, while Donna had her tongue firmly lodged in my throat and her hands all over me. I felt like a Birthday present, and I admit that it felt very good to be so wanted. To this point, however, I had not seen any more of Donna than I had initially in the club when we met. She was still fully clothed (although a bit rumpled) except for her shoes.Then she excused herself, like in the movies, to "slip into something more comfortable".Part 2I fidgeted about for a few moments, trying not to let my conscious mind intrude on my fantasies and thoughts of what was about to occur. The practical side of my brain was worried that I was in a stranger's apartment in a strange town, with no transportation and not much cash. My cock told me that a very sexy woman wanted to touch me "all over", and I should relax and enjoy the ride. So I did.After a gulp of wine, and a bigger gulp of ice water, I settled for removing my shorts, letting my poor engorged cock spring free of it's cotton restraints, and settling in on the floor with my back against the couch, trying to look casual and maybe even sexy. It was hot in there (or maybe it was just me), and I got the bright idea to remove an ice cube from the water and rub it on my chest. This felt very nice, and I continued to slide the cube from nipple to nipple, and on down my chest to the glory trail leading to my cock.Fortuitously, Donna chose this moment to emerge from the bedroom, having completed her beauty ministrations. I froze in place, with a half-melted ice cube in my hand; poised somewhere just south of my belly button and dripping cool water onto my groin. My cock was at full attention, my nipples were hard, and there were drops of water collected on my chest hair from the melted ice.I think I fell at least a little bit in love at that moment,. Donna was poised in the doorway, clad in a flowery green camisole/tap pant set that set off her blonde hair (which she had let down from her casual ponytail) and green eyes. She was fairly tan for a Scandinavian-type blonde, and I could clearly see the paler strips where the camisole straps didn't cover what her bikini obviously had before. Any stupid ideas I had held in the back of my mind about "doing a fat chick" (remember, I was young and dumb) disappeared when I saw the look in her eyes. My eyes roved all over her, drinking in the sight. I couldn't decide where to look, from the off-the-shoulder spaghetti strap of the cami top that was threatening to reveal her right breast, to the "magic crease" where her inner thigh met her pubic area that was just visible around the high-cut edges of the tap pants. My fist closed around the ice cube that been holding my interest so hard that the cube broke into small pieces with an audible "crunch". Donna's eyes sparkled even brighter, and she asked me if I was "comfortable".I doubt if I managed to speak anything that resembled coherent English, but I think I assured her that I was very pleased to be there.Even at my age then, I was no stranger to strip joints and porn, but I swear the short walk that Donna made from that doorway to my side could have earned her a thousand dollars in tips. As I lay on her floor in a daze, she waltzed over to me and stood above me, legs planted on either side of my hips and asked me if I liked what I saw.I replied, while looking pointedly at the purple head of my cock, that the answer to that ought to be fairly obvious. She just smiled and licked her lips, which had a fresh coating of light pink lipstick on them. Her eyes glowing, and her smile running from ear to ear, she squatted down over me and took my cock into her hand."Then just you wait, she purred in my ear, her lips caressing my cheek while her fingers flew over the head of my cock.My eyes were glued to her breasts. My previous experiences had been with ladies of more modest breast sizes, with the largest being probably a "C" cup. Donna possessed a magnificent pair of (I'm guessing) at least 40 DD's, and they were determined to spill out of that top.Her hand was on my shaft, her cleavage was pressed against my nose, and I could smell her sex scent wafting up from her crotch. I was young, drunk, and very full of come, and I was in heaven.I got a small taste of what was in store for me when she brought her crotch down to mine, rubbed the head of my cock against the slick material of her outfit, letting me feel the slit of her pussy and the dampness that was already soaking her lingerie, while she gently bit my earlobe and muttered "I hope you are ready for a long night" into my ear.Part 3I was beginning to realize that something very special was going on here; I'd pretty much expected a quick fuck, some sleep, and perhaps a good morning sex session. It looked instead like I was in for a new experience. To this point in my life, even with my good fortune in finding experienced teachers, I had mainly relied upon my youthful ability to recover quickly. At this point, I had been in an excited state for probably over two hours, and had been near orgasm several times. I had truthfully never gone this long with a partner without cumming. And, to top it off, I had not even seen her tits yet!I gazed up into Donna's bright green eyes and reached my right hand up to her, intending to grasp the back of her neck and pull her down for a kiss. She resisted me just slightly, and said "I put this lipstick on for a reason, and I intend to rub it off somewhere besides your face". With that she slid down onto her knees, still straddling me, and scooted back until she was comfortable leaning over my cock. She maintained her firm grasp on the base of my cock, which was both very exciting, and effective in restraining my potential orgasm. She then began to lick my cock up and down, pausing to pop the head between her lips every third or fourth stroke.Sure enough, some of that light pink lipstick was quickly deposited on the head and shaft of my pride and joy, and I was rolling my eyes back in my head with pleasure. Just as I was beginning to think I wouldn't last much longer, Donna gave the base of my cock a strong squeeze, with her first finger and thumb (sort of like an "OK" sign), kissed the head gently, and let go. She placed her right hand on my chest, and lightly held me down as my body tried to contract around my crotch in what I can only describe as an aborted orgasm. My hips were trying to thrust in the air, and as I looked down I could see the head of my cock pulsing in anticipation of letting my cum fly. One part of me mourned the loss of that orgasm, but the rest of me was already anticipating what might be to come.It probably took me several minutes to somewhat regain my composure. When my vision cleared somewhat, I was gazing at Donna's beautiful breasts, still clad in that cami top, but not only were her nipples (which I knew from feel at this point were about the size of the foam earplugs they gave us for use on the flight line) very erect and visible through the thin fabric, but she was pinching them in her hands, while staring at my naked body.She was definitely into what she was doing, and the sight mesmerized me. I was extremely pleased that I was causing such a response in her, and I watched her massage her breasts and pull on her nipples for several minutes, before I found my voice and asked, "can I please help with that?"Donna paused for a moment, smiled her charming smile, and leaned closer to me, reaching down to my hands and bringing them to her breasts. My first instinct was to brush the material of her top aside, but she stopped me, and lowered her right breast toward my mouth saying, "Please, not yet. I want you to suck on them through the material." Being in a very obliging mood, I cupped her breasts in my hands, pressed them together slightly, and took her right nipple into my mouth. The thin, slippery material of her top quickly became soaked with my saliva, and I was busy trying to nip, suck, and lick that hard nub as it shifted around. I was massaging her breasts with my hands (and boy were my hands full!), trying to keep my mouth on that elusive nipple, and trying to ignore the fact that she was lowering her crotch ever closer to my cock.When her face and chest began to flush, and I felt the juices from her pussy smearing onto my prick as she unconsciously began to grind herself on me, I knew she was close to cumming. While I had figured out that she didn't want me to cum, I had no such compunctions regarding her orgasms.I switched my attentions to her left nipple, and she became even more excited, her hips bucking occasionally, and loud wordless moans escaping from her throat. I knew she was very close to cumming, and took the opportunity to slip the straps of her top all the way off of her shoulders, exposing her full bosom to me for the first time.What can I say? It was amazing! I know that most women with larger breasts have fairly large areolas to match, but Donna's were remarkably petite, about the size of a quarter. Their darkness contrasted quite prettily with the paleness of her skin where a top would normally hide her delicate skin from the sun. Donna arched her back, looked down at me and winked. I reached up with both of my hands, gathered her full tits into my (fortunately large) hands, and once again squeezed them together. I was very pleasantly surprised to discover that I was able to get her nipples so close together that I could take both of them into my mouth at once.This really got Donna going, and she slid her still clothed pussy down my shaft, until her pubis was pressed against mine. My cock was rising up between her pussy lips, and even through the material of her tap pants I could feel not only the channel between her lips, but the hard nub of her clitoris pressing on the base of my cock. She was soaking wet, and if it weren't for the lingerie, my cock would have slid right into her.Keeping my grip on her breasts, I alternated briefly between nipples, giving a quick slide and suck, not unlike sucking on a cock, to each in turn before gently grasping both between my teeth and gently applying pressure.Jackpot! I was a horrible gambler (and a casino's dream), but this bet paid off big time!Donna's eyes rolled back, the skin on her chest and throat flushed even redder than before. She threw her head back and let and incredible moan that worked up to a near-shriek. More fluid gushed from her pussy, and she thrust her crotch against me so hard that I thought I would be checking for bruises in the morning.Her body continued to shudder for several minutes from the intensity of her orgasm. She was clutching at me, caressing my chest, grabbing her own nipples again, and all the while riding her soaking slit along my cock.I'm really not certain how or why I didn't cum at this moment. I think I was just so fascinated by Donna's orgasm that I was literally out of my body. My concentration was so fully involved around her pleasure that I was just not thinking of myself.As the vibrations of her orgasm faded, Donna bent her head to mine, and began to kiss me. We began a slow tongue dance, and were soon sucking face like teenagers at lover's lane. We got so involved in our kissing that we were literally breathing into and out of each other's lungs. Quickly the oxygen depletion made our heads spin, but at one moment, I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me, which had the lucky result of sliding her sopping pussy and still-sensitive clit along my cock again. To my great pleasure, she exploded into her second orgasm!By now, I was getting a feel for this. By some virtue of the situation my cock was both harder than I could remember and pleasantly distant. It dawned upon my young mind that giving this woman pleasure was far more satisfying that merely getting my own rocks off. Now, I had a challenge!As our mutual breathing and heartbeats slowed down to something resembling normal, Donna started to pull herself upright and off of my prone body. Our mingled sweat and her sexual juices were all over my body, collecting in my belly button, and running down the crack of my ass. She reached over to one of the glasses of water she had gotten when we first arrived at her place and took a long drink, and then offered the glass to me. I played the devil's game, and said "But all the ice is gone!"Donna smiled at me and said, "OK, baby. I guess you've earned fresh ice". I watched in satisfied delight as she pulled herself off of me, and made her way to the kitchen, where I could hear her getting fresh ice and water. I tried to collect myself for a moment, grabbing my shirt off the floor and wiping some of the sweat off of myself, but my cock was still at full attention.As Donna was finishing up with the water and ice, I stretched out on my back on the floor and started to stroke my throbbing member. The juices from her pussy and our mingled sweat made excellent lube, and I was starting to quite enjoy myself when Donna walked back into the room."What? Starting without me?" she inquired ingenuously.I merely smiled up at her and motioned for her to join me on the floor. Setting the cup aside, Donna kneeled down and stared at my hand as it worked up down my prick."Do you like to see me do this? I asked."Mmm Hmm" was the only response she gave.I continued to stroke myself slowly, pausing at the bottom of the stroke to grasp the base of my cock firmly, which would cause the head to swell slightly.You don't want me to cum yet do you?" I asked quietly.Donna shook her head negative."Then you better distract me quick, because this will do it soon"Donna still seemed in a trance watching my hand slide up and down.Inspiration seized me, and I removed my hand from my prick, and slid over closer to Donna. I reached down to her crotch, ran my finger along the opening of her tap pants, and collected some of her cum. This brought a very satisfying gasp of pleasure from Donna, which told me I was on the right track. I then moved my hand to her breast, and carefully deposited the slippery juices onto her nipple. The shudder that ran through her body was intense, and my confidence grew.Leaning over even closer, I bent my head to her chest, and blew across the erect nipple with its accumulation of sweat and love. Donna surrendered to another involuntary shiver, and her back arched automatically. This had the happy effect of placing her nipple between my lips, and I began to earnestly lick her engorged nipple. Within moments, Donna was back into full arousal, moaning lightly, pressing her breasts into my face, and (finally!) grabbing my hand and guiding it toward her soaking pussy.I paid some serious attention to Donna's breasts, alternating between them. Tracing circles with my tongue around her areola, before going in for a quick nibble on her nipples. Kissing all around, lifting her breasts up and nuzzling the underside and then quickly pulling her nipple and as much flesh as I could into my mouth, while moving my tongue across the hard nub of her aroused flesh.I concentrated on keeping my hands moving all over her body, from caressing her face, to running my fingers down her legs, and ever so slightly pressing the heel of my hand to her (still cloth-covered) mound to apply pressure to her clitoris.My previous lovers had taught me enough that I knew this should get Donna very excited fairly quickly. Focusing my oral attentions on her breasts, I became slightly more daring with my hands, sliding my fingers along her slit, and ducking them underneath the cloth of her panties. I ran my nails through her sparse pubic hair, and slid the palms of my hands down her inner thighs, purposefully avoiding direct clitoral contact. Donna's breathing increased, her chest began to flush again, and she was starting to make involuntary hip thrusts against my hand when it got near her pussy."If you want me to finish it, you better pull those panties off" I whispered in her ear.I still don't know quite how women can accomplish it, but Donna made that move wherein her hands were down, her hips off the floor, and her tap pants were off her body so fast that my head spun. She started to toss the panties aside, but I grabbed her hand and drew it back."Do you feel how wet they are?" I asked in my best bedroom voice."Yes" she gasped.I moved myself so that I was between her legs."Did I cause all of that?" I asked quietly."Oh, yes" she breathed in reply."Good" was all I said, as I lowered myself a bit so that the underside of my cock lay across the top of her slit."Oh my God" was all she managed to reply.I looked down at our crotches. My cock was doing itself proud, firmly erect, purple head throbbing as it lay just above her clit. Donna was in a frenzy; her pussy was gaping wide, the lips engorged, juices running down her thighs, and her clitoris popping far out of it's sheltering hood.I leaned down on one elbow, bringing my face close to hers, and began to kiss her again. First slowly, and then more aggressively, moving outward to her neck and earlobes before returning to her mouth. With my free hand I reached down and put my palm down over the head of my cock, which was lying almost directly on Donna's clit. As the intensity of my kissing increased, I began applying pressure to my cock, which in turn pressed on Donna's love button.That was it for Donna; she went over the edge again in a big way. Her hips thrashed and bucked, her eyes rolled back and she flushed red from head to toe as she came. I rolled halfway off of her trying desperately to think of anything but the woman who was cumming buckets underneath me. I grabbed my cock and applied the "squeeze", as I was determined at this point not to loose it until I was ready.I'm sure all the alcohol I'd consumed earlier had something to do with it, and that odd clarity of mind I mentioned was certainly a factor, but somehow I kept my eruption from happening, while Donna was erupting all over the place beside me.As the quivers from her orgasm subsided, and I felt more confident that I wasn't going to loose my load, I leaned back over Donna and licked her nipple. It was like setting a match to dynamite, as Donna exploded in orgasm yet again, this time grabbing her own breasts and pulling strongly on the nipples, while clenching her legs together and thrusting her hips into the air.I was in some sort of heavenly state. This outrageously sexy woman had chosen me for her pleasure, and at this point she had cum four times for me. I hadn't even put my finger inside her, gone down on her, or put my cock in her, and yet she was putty in my hands. I felt like I had graduated from Sex University or something!I cradled Donna's head in my hands, wipe the sweat from her brow, and kissed her cheeks and forehead while she caught her breath. Then I looked her in the eye and asked, "Shall I go down on you or fuck you now?""Oh, you can go down on me tomorrow, right now... Fuck me!" Was her reply.I was more than happy to comply with her request, and I moved back between her thighs. She spread her legs for me, and I looked down and saw her clit poking up from between her labia."Looks like I don't have the only hard thing around here" I said."No, you sure don't" she giggled back at me.Donna had her knees wide apart for me, and I once again rested the head of my cock on her clitoris. I shifted my hips a bit to provide a bit of pressure, intending to tease Donna a little more, but she made a move with her hips that suddenly had the head of my cock inside her deliciously warm and wet pussy.I pulled back on my hips a little bit, trying not to let the wonderful sensations overcome my will. We held there for a moment or two, her hips rising off the floor, the head of my cock in her pussy.I looked down again at our joined bodies, and whispered, "Isn't that beautiful?"Donna looked down and said, "Yes, but put it all the way in me now.""Is that what you really want?""Oh yes."And with that, I finally sank my throbbing dick into her the whole way. She was so wet, and so ready that I slid right in to the hilt with no hitches. Our pubic bones bumped, and I could feel her blonde curls tickling the base of my cock. Donna gasped and began to cum yet again, her pussy was contracting around my poor cock, and she was grabbing my ass, while grunting out guttural sounds. I was trying to hang on for the ride.I was able to hold off for the first few moments, but the pressure in my balls became too much, and I gasped out "I can't stop, I'm going to cum!"Somehow this shook Donna from her spell, and she showed surprising skill and agility in squirming out from underneath me. She quickly lay back again and directed me to shoot on her chest!I held off my orgasm just long enough to get in position, too far from Donna's hungry mouth, but plenty close enough to her beautiful chest. I shot seven large ropes of cum out of my cock, some landing on Donna's tits and stomach, one on her face, one in her hair, one onto my own chest, and the rest somewhere on my fist.Donna smiled that delightful smile, her green eyes sparking with mischief. She brought her own breast to her mouth and licked up some of my semen. She then began to rub the rest into her stomach and over her breasts, smiling broadly at me, and saying, "It's good for the skin."I was still on my knees, with my cock still oozing the last of my cum from its softening tip, gasping for breath. I heard birds chirping and realized that the faint light of morning was starting to show through the drapes. Donna stood up, with her juices shining on her thighs, and my cum dripping down her chest. She held out her hand, and said "Let's go to bed, lover". I lurched to my feet and stood against her, so that her still hard nipples brushed against my sweaty chest hair. We kissed like desperate teens, my semen and her juices mixing in our mouths.Then we went to bed. And slept in each other's arms, for a time...------------My stay in Las Vegas that time was cut short by the Iraqi invasion of Kuwait. I saw Donna 3 more wonderful times before leaving, although we never quite matched out first encounter for intensity and longevity (but we had a lot of fun trying!) I never saw her again.Donna had a lasting effect on my sexuality that I will never be able to repay. Thanks to you my dear, wherever you may be!