I awoke to the sun shining in my face. Certainly not the most pleasant way to wake up. Coming back to life I realized I can hear the shower running. I quickly remember the incredible brunette that soothed my body and sole the day before, not an terribly hard feat considering there remains little else in my brain bank. The prospects of spending more time with this beauty caused my dick to twitch to life.
I got out of bed and headed to the shower to join her. I was happy to find the door unlocked. Since I was already naked, I stepped into the shower with her.
"Well good morning sleepy. " She said glancing down at my fully awoke cock. "Nice to see you 'up' like this."
"Don't mind if I join you. Do you?"
"I was just finishing. But...."
And without another word she sank to her knees in front of me. She grasped the base of my cock. Looking up into my eyes, she rubbed the swollen head of my dick across her full wet lips. Smiling she began to lick the head. My knees almost buckled. Thanks to shower bars I managed to stay on my feet. She continued to lick my cock as though it were a popsicle. From the base her tongue would slither up the underside of my dick. When she reached the top she would swirl her tongue around the head like she was trying to stop an ice cream cone from dripping. She would slip my cock into her mouth, bob her head a few times, then start the whole thing over.
After a few minutes of this she stood back up and kissed me deeply. Her tongue searching for mine to play with. All the time her silky hands were busy stroking my cock, groping my balls and rubbing all around my groin. The feeling of those soft hands, soapy, slippery hands sliding around and groping my pleasure zones was indescribably sensual. The deep probing kisses and those dark eyes staring straight into mine, were enough to have any man surrender to her completely.
The kissing and fondling continued for a while. Then she repositioned me so that the shower hit me square in the chest while she continued to grope and fondle. It was about this time that I realized the soapy stuff in her soft hands that she was fondling me with was not soap but a hair remover. This woman had completely removed all my pubic hair.
"What the hell! Why'd you do that?" I guess I was more shocked than angry at this point.
"I'm willing to bet you like completely shaved pussies. Well us gals like guys with completely clean packages." She replied as sweetly as she could. "Now let me finish sucking you. I want your creamy load for breakfast"
And she was again on her knees, sucking on my cock with adoration in her eyes.
"Mmmmmm, much better. No hair to get in my way just smooth hard meat."
This lady was full of surprises, but she knew how to suck. The way she worked her tongue around the head was heavenly. She applied just the right amount of pressure. I reached down and tangled my fingers in her hair. Holding her head I began pumping my hips, fucking her face. This beautiful woman just looked up at me with eyes that seemed to twinkle and smile.
I was ready to pull out so I could fuck her and to prolong the sensations. She must have sensed how close I was. She grabbed my ass and pulled me, taking my cock down her throat. She sucked hard as my hot load of cum shot from my body.
"AAAARRRRRHHHHH" I yelled over and over as each shot exploded down her throat.
She backed off just a little. Pulling my still cumming dick from her throat, but keeping it in her hot perfect mouth. Still gently sucking on my sensitive dick she moaned and trembled as she experienced a mini orgasm of her own even though she didn't even touch herself.
When I started to grow soft she let me slip from her mouth.
"Mmmm. Much better now. I'm all done you finish your shower." She stepped from the shower.
The warm water felt great. There’s nothing quite like a shower after an amazing woman gives you a fantastic blowjob. My cock was still tingling but I honestly didn't know if it was the awesome blowjob or the complete lack of pubic hair.
I finished the shower after a few minutes of washing. I stepped from the shower to find a brand new complimentary toothbrush and toothpaste. This was a blessing.
When I finished, I stepped back into the room to find my companion had left. This note was on the middle of the bed:
Lover,
Last night was a long time fantasy come true. I wish I could spend another day with you, but I can't. Call me sometime.
All My Lust,
That was it. Damn my luck. Call her, I can't even remember my name.
I got dressed and left the room. Famished from the hot sexual activity the previous evening, I decided the hotel restaurant was the best place to go. Grabbing a newspaper on the way in, hoping something may trigger something. Seated at a table, breakfast ordered, I started scanning the local news. Not really expecting to find headlines reading 'Local man still missing', but hoping for something to trip my memory. Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted.
"Where's Robin this morning." A female voice said.
As I looked up my mind raced into high gear. 'Robin. Do I know a Robin? Should I know a Robin?
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Hoping she would elaborate.
With a cute grin, she replied, "I was asking where Robin was."
I suppose my expression was one of being completely dumbfounded.
She gave an exaggerated look of shock, then leaning way over like you would if you wanted to portray being upside down, she said. "You don't remember do you."
It was all clear now. I remembered her from the previous evening. This was the room service girl that delivered the food while I was in that damn compromising position. She winked and called me Batman. So of course, by Robin, she was referring to my side-kick the night before. Now I was embarrassed.
"I'm sorry. Alexis right?"
"My friends call me Alli. It looks like your eating alone, is your lady friend recovering?" another knowing wink.
"Actually I don't know where she is Alli."
"Oh. I understand."
"No no. It's not like that." don't need her thinking I hired a hooker to hang me upside down. "It's umm, kinda complicated."
"Is everything okay.... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
Now where do I go with this? This did not look like it was going to be a short term kind of memory loss. Sooner or later I was going to have to trust someone. I'm probably a day late coming to this conclusion. I guess she looks trustworthy enough.
"I can't help you with the name, I didn't catch it myself."
I invited Alli to join me and over the next hour or so, while I ate, I told her all about waking up two mornings ago not knowing anything about myself or how I came to be in Vegas. I explained about my lack of I.D. and those concerns.
She listened intently to every detail. This was the first time I really looked at her. She had to be in her early twenties at the most. Alli was a very pretty girl in a cute sort of way. She was around five and a half feet tall when she was standing. I almost doubt she weighed a hundred pounds when soaking wet. Her body was well proportioned for her size. She had curly strawberry blond hair and bright green eyes. Her complexion, creamy and flawless.
"So you don't remember anything at all."
"Everything past the last twenty four hours or so is a complete blank. Totally gone. Not even fragments."
"So where will you stay? What will you do? What's next?"
"I really don't know. I'm sort of taking this one hour at a time."
"It's not the penthouse at the MGM Grand or anything, but your welcome to stay with me for a while. Maybe together we can figure this all out."
"That's very nice of you Alli, but I'm sure your boyfriend would not approve."
With a slight giggle, "No boyfriend to worry about. And, I insist"
We walked together to her car. It was now that I noticed what a sexy little ass she had.
It was a fairly short ride in her little Pontiac convertible. After a quick stop at the local department store to pick me up a clean change of cloths and the essentials, we arrived at her apartment.
A nice place, about what one would expect for a young single girl.
A smallish one bedroom on the first floor. Sparsely decorated, just the basics.
We sat in the living room and she told me all about herself. How her parents were drunks and what a terrible relationship she had with them. She told me how everything reached a boiling point one evening and she just walked out and kept walking. That was back east when she was seventeen, just two and a half years ago. She wound up here, determined not to prostitute herself to survive. She was proud to tell me that even though she had to lie about her age and work experience to get a job, she has never sold her body. Alli was even picking up night and weekend classes to get her diploma. This girl was spunky.
She asked about the previous evening, "How did you ever wind up in that predicament." and we laughed about the strange twists of fate life can give you.
We talked till dark. It's ironic, but I now knew more about Alli than I did about myself.
