My Weekend With Tyra Banks

THE FOLLOWING STORY IS COMPLETE FICTION. NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH REALITY.

MY WEEKEND WITH TYRA BANKS

My friend always tells me that he can get me anything I want.

He promises me he can grant any of my wishes and believe it or not he has. I wanted World Series tickets------- he got me World Series tickets. I wanted on-field passes to the Super Bowl-------- I got them. I wanted to meet Bruce Springsteen and I got to meet the Boss.

But by far the best wish that my friend has ever granted me was a weekend with Tyra Banks.

No, this is not a typo. I just wrote that my friend fixed me up with supermodel Tyra Banks for the whole weekend. Not Ernie Banks, but Tyra Banks. The tall gorgeous African-American model any man would give his right arm to have.

And I had her for the entire weekend. Oh yes, it was a weekend in Las Vegas.

"You can do anything you want with her," my friend promised. "She is your sex slave.. She will do anything and everything that you desire."

When my friend said this I nodded my head. Now most of you reading this would probably have laughed but I didn't. I didn't because I know my friend. My friend once promised that Paul McCartney would sing "Hey Jude" at my birthday--------- this happen. He also said I could go to England and have a private audience with the Queen------- this also occurred.

So needless to say when my friend told me that Tyra Banks would be mine for the weekend at a Las Vegas hotel I knew that this would happen. I had no doubt.

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I arrived at the airport in Las Vegas on Friday and I was met by a limousine which took me to the Rio Hotel. I checked into my suite and when I had finished unpacking and getting settled I looked at my watch and saw that it was 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

My friend had told me that Tyra would be arriving at my suite at 8pm that evening and staying with me until noon on Monday. So with time to kill I decided to go to the Don Pablo Cigar Company right across the street from the Stardust then I would come back to my room, order a hamburger from room service, then take a nap and shower before Ms. Banks arrived in the evening. I knew that it would only be six hours before I saw Tyra Banks and that those six hours would be the longest six hours in my life. But what the heck I thought, I was in Vegas.

At 6:30pm I decided to get ready for Tyra. I shaved, took a long shower, then dressed for the evening making sure I put on my cologne.

But by the time I finished dressing it wasn't even 7 yet and I was growing restless. Luckily though I found a movie on TV and that kept my interest. Before I knew it was five minutes to eight. I knew Tyra would be coming any minute so I waited and when I saw the clock read 8pm my heart beat just a little faster. I just knew that at any moment I would hear the knock on the door and Ms. Tyra Banks would be here.

But 8pm came and went and so did 8:05 and 8:10, and fifteen after and before I knew it was almost a half hour passed from the time my hot dream girl was suppose to have arrived.

Had I been stood up? Did Tyra say no to my friend? Had my friend pulled a joke on me? What the hell was going on? At that moment I thought for sure Tyra Banks was not coming and then the phone rang. The phone rang and I was momentarily startled, but I did pick it up. When I did I heard a female voice on the other end ask me if I was the man she was suppose to meet I said yes and she apologize for being late and she asked me my room number. She already had my room number but wanted to make sure. Then she said she was Tyra Banks and at that moment my cock got rock hard. The call was then wrapped up as Tyra said she would be up to my room in about ten minutes. When I hung up I had to go to the bathroom. I was shaking with excitement and I took a drink from the can of soda I had hoping it would calm my nerves. At that moment I wished I was a drinker so my nerves would remain calm.

I glance at my watch and it was only five minutes from the time I got the phone call and I felt relieved that I had at least another five minutes. But just as I was about to go back and sit on the edge of my bed I heard the knock on the door. I approached the door and looked through the keyhole. Yes, it was Tyra Banks. I gulped. I put my hand on the doorknob after unlocking the lock. I then open the door, and standing before me was the one and only Tyra Banks.

"Hi, I'm sorry I'm late," Tyra said as she stood in the doorway with one of those suitcases behind her that you are able to pull behind you. At that point I couldn't believe what I was hearing or seeing, but I did manage to step aside and let Tyra Banks into my hotel room.

She was wearing jeans that looked like they were painted on her, a white cotton tank top, a light brown leather jacket, and her hair was tied in a bun. I personally love it when a beautiful woman ties her hair back. Especially when she has a gorgeous face. Especially when you make love to her and she lets her hair down.

"That's quite alright," I told Tyra as I walked her into my room. I sat on the edge of my bed and she sat in a chair at the desk in my room.

Needless to say a lot of things were going through my mind at this point. I wanted to just jump on her and start fucking her right then and there. But of course I didn't do this. I was a gentlemen. I found myself fixated on her suitcase. I asked her what that was that she pulled in behind her. Of course I knew what it was. I was just making small talk at this point. Too nervous to do anything else.

"That's my suitcase," Tyra Banks said as she patted the object like it was her pet.

"I figured since I was going to be with you for a few days I had to bring some clothes, make up, personal items, sexy lingerie, etc." When Tyra said sexy lingerie she smiled and laughed and I did the same. My cock was getting even harder as I shifted my position on the bed.

"Would you like to have me model my new underwear? Victoria's Secret always sends me their new products to try on. They sent me some new panties and bras the other day. You want to see them?"

"Yeah, sure. Why not." I replied. My heart beating fast. Now you would think that by now I would be less nervous but I wasn't. I was actually shaking. After all, I was in a hotel room with the lovely and sexy Tyra Banks. I think anyone would be nervous.

As soon as I said that I would like to see Tyra model her panties and bras she got up and with her suitcase went into my bathroom. When she bent over to pick up her suitcase her ass was right in front of my face. It was a Goddamn beautiful, fucking ass and I wanted to reach out and touch it. To grab it. But I didn't.

But then when Tyra went into the bathroom and shut the door behind her I found myself getting up from the bed and knocking on the door. I don't know why I did this. I don't even know what was on my mind, but I knocked on the door and Tyra Banks open up the door, keeping most of it closed so I could only see her head, I asked her if I could watch. My voice was shaky and I must have sounded like an idiot. But Tyra Banks said that of course I could watch her and she open the door all the way.

So there I was watching Tyra Banks change into some brand new Victoria's Secret bra and panties.

I watched as she pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor and then I saw her peeling off her jeans. She was wearing bra and panties already and I thought they looked great.

It was at this point that I told her that my friend had said that I could do anything I wanted with her. I then asked if this was true. She smiled and said yes as she was putting a bra on. With this in mind I then approached her from behind and put my arms around her waist and reached up and cupped her titties with my hands. I squeezed them and they felt so good. I pressed Tyra's body close to mind and started kissing her on the neck. It was then that she could sense that I was not interest in seeing her model her underwear------ at least not now, and so she turn around to face me and we started to French kiss. As we did I fingered her pussy and her ass and stuck my tongue far into her mouth as she did the same.

At this point I felt Tyra's hand caress my chest and go down below my belt and begin fondling my hard cock and balls. She managed to unzip my jeans and unbutton them and pull them down to the point where my dick was flying in the wind. She grabbed a hold of it like she knew what she was doing and she obviously knew what she was doing.

"I like it when a man gets hard," Tyra Banks now said. We now found ourselves walking out of the bathroom and back to the bed. By now Tyra was clearly in charge as she made me lay back on the bed. She finished taking off my pants and proceeded to give me head. Imagine what was going through my head as the most famous supermodel in the world proceeded to wrap her lips and her tongue around my cock. She even started fingering my ass and I knew it was only a matter of moments before I shot my cum in her mouth. But somehow, someway Tyra knew how to go nice and slow as she sucked on my cock and played with my balls both with her hands and her tongue. Finally when I did shoot my load she caught all of it in her mouth and swallowed every drop. Then like she was as thirsty as she could be she licked my shaft up and down and made sure she left me dry.

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Well, how in the fuck do you top a blow job from Tyra Banks? Where in the hell do you go from there?

After Tyra blew me she and I cuddled together on the bed and I glanced at the clock on the bureau and saw that it wasn't even 9pm yet. She hadn't even been with me for an hour and already I had had the time of my life.

"Are you sure you're going to stay with me the whole weekend?" I then asked Tyra as her head rested on my chest. As I reached down and rubbed her back with my left hand. As I fondled her naked breasts with my right.

"Of course," she said as she squeezed me. As she gently rubbed my cock which was already getting harder than it was before. When I heard this remark I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and then I announced I had to go to the bathroom.

"You have to go pee?" Tyra Banks ask me as I got up from bed and as she sat up and looked at me with those beautiful eyes.

"Uh, yeah," I said in an embarrassed tone as I found myself covering my private parts.

"Can I watch?" she then asked. Needless to say I couldn't believe my ears and of course I asked her to repeat what she had just said. She did repeat herself as she got up from the bed and walked around the bed to where I was standing.

Of course I said that she could watch me and the two of us walked into the bathroom. Then with Tyra standing behind me on my right. With her arms wrapped around my waist, I proceeded to piss in the toilet. Now if all of this grosses you out I am sorry. But if you find the idea of pissing in front of Tyra Banks as erotic as I do then you will realize how excited I was as the yellow piss streamed out of my cock and as I felt Tyra's arms hold me tight. When I was through pissing I of course proceeded to shake my dripping dick like I normally do but Tyra Banks did this fort me.

"You must have done this before," I commented to Tyra as I felt her hands on my cock.

"Oh yes I have," she replied in a delicious voice. With that I just lean my head back and wrapped my arms around Tyra and began kissing her passionately. But then she pulled away from me and said that she had to go pee. When she said this I did not hesitate in asking her if she could give me a golden shower. I suggested that I lay on my back in the bathtub and have her stand over me and piss in my face.

"I'll be happy to," she said as she massaged between her legs. I then proceeded to get into the bath tub and lay on my back. Then Tyra Banks stepped in and with her vagina just inches from my face she proceeded to piss on me. With my eyes close and my mouth as well she pissed on me and I must say I have never felt anything better in my life. I was being decadent and perverted and I was loving every minute of it.

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