Image via WikipediaI absolutely love Vegas. I never cease to have a good time when I'm there. I try to get out there as often as I can now. There and Miami are fast becoming my two favorite places to go. I used to stay in the MGM Grand when I go. A few years ago, I started staying in a high rise condo just off the strip with a hot tub on the balcony (one of the few good things about the economy is that people who payed for overpriced condos are having to rent them out). This year won't be any different. Tons of privacy for the bad boy to have some fun.
This trip reminded me of the first time I rented a condo in Vegas a few years ago with my buddy and ex-coworker Matt. We were in Vegas at the condo for 3 days for a conference. While we were working, we were pretty good boys. We got in at a decent hour (by Vegas standards) and concentrated on work in the daytime, since we were one of the few guys not nursing hangovers the next day. The last day of the conference, we decided to extend our stay and party it up for a few extra days as a reward for being good boys. That's what I loved about Monday - Thursday business conferences when I used to work for someone else: you only used one of your sick days and made it a minivacation.
Anyway, we decided to go hang out at Prive nightclub for a while and then perhaps club hop at a couple more spots. Thursday night, I wasn't really feeling like overdrinking but Matt definitely was. He had already pounded a few by the time our taxi rolled up to Prive. We got in and scoped out the place. It's really nice with a very good vip area. Matt knew one of the guys running it that night so we got in.
After about 10 minutes or so, we saw a blonde and a brunette looking at us. We motioned over for them to join us. Eve, the blonde, was the stereotypical Vegas blonde. She was built like a stripper, with extremely large fake breasts. Lena, the brunette, also had large breasts, but hers looked real. We loaded up on a couple bottles of champagne, good conversation, extreme flirtation, kissing and feeling.
Everyone knew we had to bring it back to the condo. Lena wasn't too drunk but Matt and Eve were. While we were piled into the taxi, I was hooking up with Eve while Lena was all over Matt. Thankfully, it was only a 5 minute ride back to the condo. We got out and got into the elevator. Clothes were already coming off by the time we reached our floor. We grabbed our clothing, opened up the door to the place, and piled in.
We dropped our clothing at the front door and continued stripping as we went to our bedrooms. Matt and Lena went to one, while Eve and I went to the other. Neither one of us bothered to close the doors so we could see what the other ones were doing; not that I was bothering to look, to be honest. I was busy concentrating on the Vegas blonde.
Damn, she looked gorgeous with the moonlight hitting her naked body. I put her on her back and split her legs. I threw her legs up on my shoulder, grabbed her ass, and lifted her up so that her back arched up and the blood rushed to her head. My face buried itself between her legs and my tongue started tasting her sweet pussy. Eve cooed sweetly as my tongue danced around her pussy lips before starting on the main course of her clit.
Eve started squirming and moaning louder. As she did, I could hear Lena moaning and screaming in the other room. Matt apparently didn't bother with much foreplay and went right for Lena's pussy and was banging away inside her at a rapid pace. After about 10 minutes of this, suddenly, Lena stopped moaning. I didn't find out until about an hour later as to why.
After making Eve cum all over my face with her pussy juices, I decided my cock needed a workout. I put Eve back down on the bed and flipped her over onto her stomach. I put Eve on all fours, split her legs, and slid my cock into her pussy. Grabbing her hair, I yanked her head back and took long, deep strokes so that I could enjoy her pussy.
I built up my speed. Eve took my cock and let me bang her. Faster and faster I went. Eve's pussy felt so good around my cock. She moaned louder and louder, building to an amazing climax. She collapsed forward, breathing heavily. I hadn't cum yet but figured I'd wait until she caught her breath and start again. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. She passed out. I knew she had way too much to drink. I decided to get up, grab a bottle of champagne out of the fridge, and went to the hot tub. So much for Vegas blondes.....
