After a decadent dinner, and cocktail after cocktail, we walk back through the casino floor, out onto the Strip in Vegas. The warm dry breeze passes over us as we walk outside to cross the street - greeted by the Bellagio Fountains and Italian opera music playing in synch with the movement of the water display.
Your long hair gently flows in the breeze as the air moves across your skin. Dressed in a low cut top, short skirt and tall heels, the bright neon lights of the strip show off your sexy curves as your outfit reveals a surprising amount of skin that I have been feasting my eyes on all night.
Ever since the cocktails started to flow at dinner, we have flirted heavily. As we sit across from each other at dinner, my hands have been on your thighs underneath the table - and you catch me multiple times glancing down at your supple cleavage. The sexual energy is high - the blood flow to my groin is strong, and you can feel the energy between your legs growing throughout the night.
Hand in hand, you and I walk back to our hotel. Although it's late, there are thousands of people out and about, drinking, gambling and carrying on. Despite all the energy around us, we feel that nobody is paying any attention to us and we can dissolve into the crowd.
We wander in the lobby of our hotel, near the gambling tables, and stop for a nightcap. Seated next to each other at the bar, we order drinks. The lowly-lit ambiance matches the mood - sexy. You sit with your beautiful long legs crossed, causing your skirt to slide up revealing the tops of your thighs, showing off just the right amount of skin. I slide my hand onto your thigh, where the hem of your skirt meets your long legs.
You can tell that I am excited - glancing down, you can make out the outline of my penis pressing against my tight grey pants. The dim light reveals just enough to where you are certain that I don't have underwear on - which you find ironic considering that, aside from the new lacy red bra that I gave you, you don't have underwear on either, deciding to forgo the lingerie set's matching skimpy red lace g-string.
We begin to sip our drinks and chat more. I gaze into your big brown eyes, and you into my blue eyes. So thankful for each other - we are very much in love.
You take a sip of your drink, set it back down in the bar, touch my chest, and deftly slide your hand down my chest and across my crotch, where you give my penis a purposeful stroke though my pants. I glance up at you and see your eyes filled with desire. With your hand still on my hardening penis, I lean over and kiss your neck and give it a seductive lick, sending chills down your body all the way to your clit. You can feel your sex get warmer and wetter.
My hand slides from the top of your smooth, warm thigh on top of your skirt, up the front of your body, and I firmly grab your boob. I massage it cupping your full breast which jostles your top just enough to expose the bright red lace edging of your bra just beyond the edge of your black low cut top.
In the back of our heads we both know we are being wildly inappropriate, but it just seems acceptable because we're sitting in a dark bar in the middle of the night in Vegas - and knowing we are in public where anyone can see us groping each other adds another layer of "turn on" for each of us.
We pull back - our hands move to our drinks - you adjust your top, but the edge of that sexy red bra is still exposed. Your full round breasts look exquisite in the plunging neckline of your top - my face and tongue longing to lick and suck your gorgeous tits and nipples.
As I reach for my gin and tonic, you grab your vodka soda. You bring it to mouth and wrap your beautiful lips around the straw seductively and glance up at me. I can't help but imagine you looking at me the same way with your lips wrapped around my rock hard penis.
After your sip, you put the drink back on the bar and lean back slightly in your bar stool. You then uncross your legs, leaving your thighs parallel to each other and your knees together pointed towards me. I admire your sexy toned legs and watch your tight skirt move across your luscious hips and sexy ass. You see me looking at your legs - and you slowly move your knees apart.
As your legs spread further, my eyes wander greedily up your thighs and up your skirt, and I try to see if you are wearing the matching skimpy red lace g-string that goes with the bra, but you quickly recross your legs, now, with the other leg on top. You seem satisfied with the "show" you gave me as our eyes meet again and you can easily recognize the lust in my eyes... A quick glance at my tight grey pants and the growing outline of now hardening cock confirms I am enjoying it very much.
I move my body to the edge of the bar stool to be closer to you now. I reach over and put my hand on the bottom of your neck and gently pull your face towards mine and kiss you deeply. Our kiss feels incredible as our lips slide across one another's and our tongues penetrate the other's mouth. Fully engulfed in the moment, we have decided we should head up to our suite, before we cross the line (further) in the bar.
We quickly close our tab and walk out of the bar. Our arms are around each other, your left hand slides into the back pocket of my pants where you give my butt a squeeze. My right arm around your upper body - holding you close. I scan the perimeter and see the coast is relatively clear. I reach my arm a bit further around you and slide my right hand inside your shirt where I grope your right breast. There, I can feel your nipple harden underneath the delicate lace bra, and I give it an easy squeeze between by index and middle finger.
Before you quickly look at me, my hand is out of your shirt, and back in your shoulder. But as our eyes meet, the look on your face told me that you wanted more.
We make our way to the elevator bank with your hand still rubbing my ass though my pants pocket. My arm around you, and we walk in-stride to the elevator bank. We approach the opening doors of the elevator, knowing there will be an intense release of sexual energy as soon as we have some space to ourselves.
I insert our room key, press the "33" button, and put the key back in my wallet and into my vacant pants pocket. We have our backs against the wall as the elevator doors begin to slowly close.
We know we only have a few seconds in the elevator alone as we go up to the 33rd floor, but finally - a moment of privacy.
As soon as the doors close, I turn and face you, and slide you into the left corner of the elevator. I drop to my knees and use two hands to lift up your skirt around your waist. I grab the front of your left thigh with my right hand and use my left hand to lift your right leg up - you rest your right foot (in those sexy stilettos) on the railing of the elevator wall giving me full view and easy access to your beautiful pussy.
I take a half second to admire you in the moment - then I move my face towards you and lick you from the very bottom of your lips, all the way up to your clit - where I gently suck and kiss - sending waves of pleasure through your body.
Your run your hands down the front of your body, gently caressing your breasts through your top, then down to the back of my head pressing me into you deeper. Your fingers run through my hair grabbing on and pushing me deeper into your crotch as you arch your head backwards in pleasure.
The ding of the elevator brings us back to reality - I stand up quickly and you lift your leg off of the rail and pull your skirt down in the blink of an eye. The doors begin to open and we stand there, our hearts racing and our cheeks flush - but we act as if nothing happened. We walked past an older couple on their way into the elevator and laugh to each other knowing the position we were in just a few seconds prior. I can still taste you on my lips.
We glance up and down the hallway and see that it is empty. The ding of the closing elevator doors behind us tells is that we are alone on the floor.
We walk down the hallway toward our room - again, your arm around my waist with your hand in my pocket. My arm around you shoulders, but this time with my hand on the inside of your bra. Your warm breast feels incredible in my hand. You glance up at me, your eyes full of lust and mischievousness. Still very aroused from our elevator exploits, my hard penis is pressed firmly against my pants. I slide behind you so you are in front of me. My right hand still you cupping your breast, while my left hand pulls your left hip back toward me - you ass pressing against my crotch.
You grind backwards against my cock. You can feel it against against you ass, the friction causes your skirt to shift up slightly. My left hand reaches around to the front of you where I slide it up your skirt and caresses the front of your wet lips. You feel incredible - smooth, warm, and wet. My penis aches to be released from the confines of the tight grey pants as you grind more aggressively against me.
I slide a finger inside you while I continue to massage your breast. I lower my head down and begin to suck your neck gently. You arch your back into my body, your head tilting back in pleasure against my chest - your hand reaches back and again, you run your fingers through my hair.
We slowly move down the hallway to our room, which is thankfully close to the elevator. With my fingers still inside you and your skirt riding up further we arrive the our rooms door. Our bodies separate, as I reach for my wallet from my back pocket. You immediately reach for my pants - unbuttoning the top button and unzipping them quickly. My cock springs free from the restraints of those tight pants - now, fully erect, you start to slide your hand up and down the shaft of my penis as you cup and gently caress my balls. Your back is against the door now as I fumble with the door key.