David and I stumbled tipsily out of the Luxor hotel into the hot August night. After six months together, we decided to take our first vacation and picked the city of sin. Fantasy had been a great show- full of the typical Vegas glitz and glamour, and of course, beautiful topless women.
Everyone knows you barely spend any time in your hotel room in Vegas (unless your overindulgence results in regret), so we picked a budget option at El Cortez. A short Uber ride later and we were back in old Vegas, resisting the urge to start making out in the car lest we made the driver uncomfortable. I'm sure he has seen worse of course, but after all, he didn't consent to our exhibitionism.
Walking into the lobby, we approach the elevator doors with just a bit of haste, and I feel David's hand slide down from the small of my back to the top of my ass, giving it a short, sharp squeeze. Gasping in surprise and giggling, I feel a little embarrassed at the public display, but no one is around to judge. The ancient elevator doors slowly squeak open, and David and I walk inside. Just as the doors close, he pushes me up against the wall, kissing me passionately as he begins to grind his already hard cock into my hips. I reach down to stroke him through his pants, but he grabs my wrist, pinning my hand above my head, as he runs his hand down my body, reaches up under my dress, and pushes my panties aside to begin fingering my soft, wet kitty with small, gentle strokes. "Oh, David", I whimper, "you're sooo naughty."
Before we know it, the elevator doors slide open, revealing the quiet hallway. David kisses my neck and releases my hand from over my head, leading me down the hall to our room. The door clicks open, and David guides me inside, his hand already back on my ass.
"Put on your lingerie, Princess," David says gently, but firmly, his deep voice resonating with the glass shower walls and marble floors. "I'll let you know when you can come back out. I need to get a few things ready for us."
"Yes, my Prince," I say, nervously excited. I knew David had been planning this for a few weeks after we booked the show tickets for tonight. He was so good at creating the perfect context for a sexy evening, and the fun of being in a hotel room this time is the perfect cherry on top.
David picked out this lingerie just for our trip- a pink, satin, body-skimming babydoll with gold lace accents and matching gold lace crotchless panties. I am excited to show off a bit; I know he will love how well this suits my curves.
"Ok, Princess. Come show me how beautiful you are, as always," David calls to me from the room. As I walk out of the bathroom, he looks at me up and down, admiring my body. David is wearing only a pair of black satin boxers, and I see that he's laid out several toys- all my usual favorites, plus a few that look new. My heart starts beating a little faster as I take in all the ways I anticipate he will play with me over the next few hours.
"Damn, Princess," he whistles softly. "We are going to have some fun tonight, aren't we?" he says with a smirk. David stands up to greet me, then turns me around to face the bathroom mirror, running his hands down my sides, and then begins to gently braid my hair, his fingers caressing each strand with care. The first time he braided my hair I was shocked at his skill, but I suppose with three older sisters, it figures. David finishes the braid, kissing my neck gently, then slips a soft purple eye mask over my eyes.
"Come, let's get you to your throne, Princess" David whispers in my ear. "Yes, my Prince," I reply, grinning. He leads me to the brown leather midcentury modern chair in the corner of the room and helps me take a seat. I hear him rustling around with the toys, deliberately ensuring I have no idea which one he will start using first. David is so good at driving me crazy with curiosity during these blindfolded play sessions. What a tease.
"Are you ready, Princess? What kind of play would please you most tonight?" David asks, brushing his hand tenderly along my forearm.
"I would like sensation play, my Prince. And to feel you inside me," I respond, shyly, knowing David has already planned for whatever I'm feeling up for.
"Yes, my Princess. If anything doesn't please you, tell me. And if something especially pleases you, then I want it to be very clear from you too," he says, a smile in his voice. I know I can always say no, but a yes is heard loud and clear through my moans.
"Yes, my Prince," I respond, and a moment later I feel David's warm breath on my neck, then his fingers brushing my skin as he moves my braid to my right shoulder. Suddenly, I feel a slight tickle as a small plume of feathers grazes my left ear, down my arm, and across my nipple through the lingerie. As I shiver with pleasure, David touches my goosebump-covered skin with his fingertips, inciting even more of a response as I whimper at his touch. The feather plume moves across my belly, down my legs, and then, I feel David using the toy to slowly lift the bottom edge of the babydoll fabric away from my legs, planting a kiss on my knee. I shiver and let out a moan as he drags the feathers across my lower belly and then over my kitty, teasing me through the panties. I feel a familiar tingle, then waves of pleasure rolling down my body as my arousal builds.
"Yes, Princess," David breathes, continuing to tease my body all over with the feathers. "Watching your body respond to my touch is always such a turn-on. I could tease you all night with this feather; maybe that's all we do tonight, hmm?" I can hear the smirk in his voice as he says this, and we both know that's not what's going to happen, but just maybe he is feeling pleasurably sadistic after all.
"Oh, my Prince, please. Please don't stop...using all those toys. The feathers are nice, but..." and before I can finish my thought, I feel David's warm hands on my feet and smell coconut massage oil being rubbed into my skin, over my legs, my arms, my belly, and an especially gentle tease inside my thighs. I ever so slightly thrust my hips toward him in response, but he continues to massage everywhere but my kitty, paying extra special attention to my breasts as he pulls down the straps of my lingerie and strokes my nipples softly before pinching them gently between two fingers. A gasp escapes my lips involuntarily, and he chuckles, his warm hands moving up to my face, grasping my cheeks as he plants a kiss on my forehead.
"Let's use some wax, shall we? I'd like a little more intense sensation," David purrs, and I nod in response. A moment later I feel the warm candle wax drip down the top of my foot, then my calves, running down to my ankles as it hardens. A sting, as it runs down the front of my thighs, close to but not touching my kitty, and the higher he goes, the more intense it becomes. I'm squirming now, as David continues to drip more and more wax down the inside of my thighs, and I let out a little yelp of surprise as he gets close enough to my kitty that the temperature becomes a bit too much.
"How are you feeling, my Princess? Too much?" David gently places his hand on my knee, and I nod. "It's getting very warm, my Prince. Something else, maybe?" I say, hesitantly, not wanting to end the fun, but realizing it's becoming more painful than pleasurable.
"Of course, my Princess. Whatever pleases you most. Maybe some ice to help, hmm?" and I feel an ice cube trace the wax rivulets down my legs, cooling my skin and sending shivers down my spine, all the way to my toes. "Oh yes, my Prince," I moan, goosebumps forming on my lower half, as he strokes me with the ice cube, replacing it as needed with a fresh one.
"I can't wait any longer, Princess," David growls, as the last of the ice cube melts down the inside of my thigh. "I need to take you to the bed, are you ready?"
"Yes, my Prince. Please. Take me," and David gently grabs my hand, helping me up from the chair and leading me to the bed.
