My husband, Adam, and I had planned a romantic trip to Las Vegas to celebrate his birthday. As I packed my bag, I carefully selected my most seductive clothes I owned to make this weekend especially special for him. Before leaving town we stop by the local liquor store and pick up an erotic magazine for the 4-hour drive.
We were about an hour outside of town when I pulled my skirt up to review his first birthday gift, my clean shaved pussy – soft as can be and ready the lick test. I pull out our magazine and begin to read a few erotic letters while playing with myself. Adam put the car on cruise control and helps me out by finger fucking me. With ever truck we passed; we received a honk of approval. Before I knew it I was coming and Adam's cock was rock hard and the weekend hadn't even started! We quickly pulled over at the next rest stop as Adam reclined the seat back and unzipped his pants. His cock was harder than I've ever seen it with the veins begging to be sucked. I wasted no time and begin to deep throat his huge member. My saliva and his precum trickling down his balls added to his excitement and soon he shot his huge load into my mouth.
Now with that quick detour completed, we continue our journey to Las Vegas. We checked into our beautiful motel and got ready for a wild night. Adam has always wanted to take me to a strip club, so I agreed. I wasn't sure what to expect, but the excitement in his eyes made me eager to please him.
We arrived at the club and to my surprise it was very classy. I received a lot of looks when we walked in, but I'm not sure if it's from the tight leather outfit I was wearing or the fact I was one of the only female patrons in the club. Either way, I felt incredibly sexy by Adam's side. He led me to a booth and we ordered a bottle of champagne. Soon the music began and the dancers strutted their stuff making eye contact with Adam. I knew by the look in his eyes and the bulge in his pants he was in heaven. Somewhere about my 3rd glass of champagne I was feeling very comfortable and adventurous. I began to discreetly stroke his huge cock, which was outlined in his jeans with no underwear. Soon I had unzipped his pants and openly began to stroke him. I didn't even realize that the faster I stoked him, the wider my legs spread giving the table full of young military guys a full view of my bare pussy. I this point, I didn't care who saw – I just knew I was hot and wet.