Duncan Cyrus, age 28, Gambling
I don't like taking risks with my money. I'm all about saving it and that's really it and spending it on certain things. The only reason why I have investments is through my job. Later on I did decided to take some small risks in some companies because I buy their products. Anyway, before that all happened, I made plans to go to Las Vegas. What else do you go to Las Vegas for but gambling and debauchery? I made travel arrangements and reservations at the Venetian for a few days. I figured I'd walk the strip and check out as many casinos as possible. I even gave myself a set amount. I figured no more than three thousand dollars should be enough to gamble with.
When I arrived it was still the afternoon and scorching. I packed very light because I would buy clothes needed when I vacation anywhere. Only thing I pack is underwear, socks, t-shirts, two types of shoes, and stuff for hygiene and bath. The plane ride was pretty nice even though I'm not a fan of flying. I arrived at the hotel and then my room. It wasn't a suite, just a typical room, still a heavy price. Its size was well over what I needed but the space did allow for comfort. I lied down for an hour or two before going out.
It was getting well into the evening when I entered a casino. I didn't bother learning names, I figured as long as you have black jack I was good and everything else is just site seeing. My first day out in the casinos I can understand why folks don't want, or can't, leave. Constantly bombarded with lights, sounds, and smells that hit you all the time to do more and more.
I stuck to my plan for the most part. The first day was to get a feel of gambling. I wanted to check to see how I react to the environments. I stopped off at a store for some pants and shirts. At my hotel I ate at its restaurant. I had a steak dinner. Back at the room I became horny. At first I was going to use some internet porn but I called up a service, I was in Vegas after all. I gave them my preferences and they told me she'd be there in an hour or so.
I had bathed and everything and she arrived on time. She was quite fetching in her conservative black skirt and jean jacket. I asked for this because I didn't want it to feel too much like prostitution. Anyway, I told her to go have a bath and freshen up. She explained she already did, but I handed her a basket of cleaning stuff and showed her the way. I slapped her big rump on the right cheek and told her no talking back.
When she was done we played with each other for a while. She was like me: she liked to explore and experiment. When the foreplay was done she put her head in between my legs and gave the most skillful and professional blowjob ever. None of her movements were wasted and she sat up on her knees to have me watch her ass jiggle in concert with her movements. After about ten minutes of that she slipped on a condom and sat on top of me. Her waist was small, her hips large, and her breasts decent. She rode and grinded me into the spokes that night. She bounced, usually, only her ass muscles and her pussy muscles to massage my prick. Whether or not her moans were real didn't bother me. I was on vacation and wanted to be lazy for once. To be honest, any other person who would've saw us probably thought we were lovers. After about two cum shots from me she left. I had already paid with a credit card earlier.
