"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts"
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts"
Act II, Scene VII
Las Vegas is a very strange place. It's the only place I know where people will go out of their way to not be themselves. They're all playing a part. You can thank the brilliant "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" ad campaign for that. People do things they normally wouldn't do.anywhere else. The strange part is that you don't become someone different anywhere else, with the possible exception of maybe South Beach.
Back in the first few decades of Vegas, it was mob controlled and Hollywood celebs like the Rat Pack would play there. Then, Steve Wynn ushered in the era of the corporate, family friendly Las Vegas with Treasure Island hotel. That lasted for about a decade as cheesy hotel after cheesy hotel was built. The problem was that Vegas wasn't really meant to be family friendly. It was meant to be an adult playground. That's when Vegas embraced its naughtiness and that's the Vegas we have today. Now, why am I telling you all of this? Because...well, I'll explain.
On my last night in Vegas after the conference that I went to earlier that week, I decided to go have some fun and do a little business research. I went to a club right down the block from my condo. After about an hour of checking out the club, I happened upon these 2 platinum blond, big fake breasted, Barbie doll looking women who were probably in their lower 30s. Now, normally, I don't go for the fake type. There was just something about these women that I found attractive. To this day, I can't put my finger on it. Before you say it was the breasts, I usually go for all natural, relatively smaller sized breasts.
Anyway, introductions were made, drinks were handed out and swallowed, dancing commenced, and libidos increased as the alcohol level increased. I found out the ladies were just here for the weekend from Los Angeles and were looking for a good time. Both of them were usually conservatively dressed and had good, conservative jobs. They usually come to Vegas so they can be "someone else". Gee, that never happens in Vegas. That's when it happened. One of them said while we were on the dance floor "I'd really like to go for some big, black cock". Excuse me? "I've never been with a black guy before. I hear you black guys are rough with your women. We've never been with one of you. Let's go back to the hotel". With that, she went to find her friend so that she could tell her there was a chance at a threesome.
{OK, rant time here. Attention white women. I have a question. Is being with a black guy like ordering take out to you? "Oh, I could really go for some sushi and what else? Let's see. How about some black cock to go?" Is it something to check off your bucket list? "See the Grand Canyon. Check. Climb Mt Everest. Double check. What's next? Oh, fuck a black guy! Oh goodie. I hear they're rough with their women. They treat them like animals". Black men are not like that in real life. People need to stop watching those stations that call themselves news networks and above all, stop watching interracial porn videos. Dear Lord, it's getting ridiculous. OK, rant over.}
Well, if they want to play this stupid game, I'll play. I'll play the part of black cock stud. I'll fuck them hard, rough, nasty, and angry, just like they've seen in the videos. They came back and off we went to the hotel room; them to check one off the bucket list and me to play my part.......
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