Hi, my name is Debbie. Let me tell you about the amazing night I had last night. The man I had sex with just left my hotel room here in Las Vegas. I'm laying in bed, nude with my heart still racing. Oh god, there's a hickey on my breast. What if my sister sees that? He was so passionate. I could never tell my friends or family what happened. They would never believe it. I'm bursting to tell someone. So, here it is.
Let me tell you a bit about myself. I'm thirty-seven, recently divorced with no children. People say I'm pretty and I keep fit with jogging and yoga. My ex was the only man I had sex with before last night. At my sister's urging, I had set up a profile on a dating site with the idea of getting back out to find a new partner. I liked being married and enjoy intimacy with a man. That was not the problem in our marriage. I decided to take a trip before venturing out in the relationship world.
With all the Covid around, I didn't feel comfortable flying from my home in Salt Lake City to visit my sister in San Diego. So, I drove and stopped in Las Vegas along the way. My ex-husband and I had been to Las Vegas a few times, but this is my first time solo. It was nice to sit around the pool, get some sun and relax. I felt naughty in the tiny bikini I bought in the gift shop. That's another story. When I tried on the bikini in my room, my pubic hair spilled out the sides. It looked so ridiculous. I bought a razor and shaving cream and removed all the hair. My sister had warned me that men on the dating sites expected a bald pussy nowadays. Not that I had any intension of having sex in Las Vegas. Famous last words.
It was nice to see men at the pool look at me with lust in their eyes. You can't blame a woman for wanting to be attractive. That's what all the hours of yoga are all about. I saw they had a separate pool for women who go European-style topless. No way could I be that naughty. Two nice-looking men offered to sit with me and buy me a drink, but I declined. I'm shy around men It took me by surprise at how bold they were. But this is Las Vegas, of course.
After the pool, I felt very feminine and went shopping and bought a nice dress. It shows more cleavage than anything I've ever worn and it hugs and shows off my toned bottom. My husband always said my bum was my best feature. I even went to a cosmetics store and the young saleslady applied the makeup I bought from her. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked at how pretty I looked. She complimented me. I left the store not the boring housewife that went in. On a whim, I went to a lingerie store and bought a sexy matching bra and panty set. I felt more confident than ever.
Back to my room, I had a light lunch sent up and relaxed, being careful not to disturb my new makeup. Around eight, I started getting dressed. The panties were so sexy. They were what the saleslady said were Brazilian-style, smaller than a normal panty and showing a lot of my naked bum. They are a feminine pink with lots of lace and a see-through mesh crotch that made me feel so sexy. The matching bra was a push-up type that made my 34B breasts look voluptuous. I went to the mini-bar and opened a small bottle of champagne and toasted myself as I walked around the room in my sexy lingerie. I put on my high heels and practiced walking with a sexy sway of my bottom feeling the power of my womanly sexuality. Then, on with my dress and it looked great in the mirror. I touched up my makeup before going out of my room.
Down in the casino, I watched the crowd at the crap table shouting and having a great time. I had no idea what they were doing but huge amount of chips were on the table. A waitress in a skimpy outfit with her breasts mostly exposed got me a Pina Colada which was delicious. I went over and sat at a blackjack table. My ex had taught me some of the basics.
After another cocktail, a well-dressed young man sat down and we struck up a conversation as we played. He couldn't have been even thirty and it made me feel attractive that he was flirting with me. He was good looking and very fit. There were lots of young, pretty ladies his age that would have gladly hooked up with him He is a high school teacher here in Las Vegas with his school soccer team he coaches. It gave me a naughty thrill when he stared at my cleavage with a hungry look in his eyes. It made me feel good that this very attractive guy thought I was special. After another couple of drinks, I must admit I was flirting with him too. It was great fun and something I had never done while married. I thought it wouldn't go anywhere.
Then he invited me to the hotel disco. My god, I hadn't been dancing since my wedding a long time ago. Of course, I said yes and off we went. The place was packed and the music was loud. The people were all so young and beautiful. It was so thrilling to dance with my guy. Hell, I just realized didn't get his name. The dancing started innocently but soon he was touching me all over in the dark of the dancefloor. I felt so free among all those sexy young people. The many drinks I had helped loosen me up. All the women were so openly sexy and I didn't want to be a prude. My girlfriends back in Salt Lake City would have been surprised at the places I let him touch and the ones I felt on him. When the DJ played a slow song, in the darkness, he held my bum and squeezed it so wonderfully. I kissed him and he kissed me back so amazingly. My ex was not a kisser, but this young man could French kiss amazingly and that sent me to female heaven.
They played another slow song and he cupped my breast. I looked around guiltily and realized nobody could see us in the dark. My pussy was on fire as he tweaked my nipple though my dress. I kissed his neck and held his muscular buttocks. It was so naughty but so anonymous. I said to myself, this all stays in Las Vegas. I hadn't been close to a man in almost a year. I was getting lightheaded with lust when he whispered, "Let's go to your room." Like a tart, I grabbed his hand and lead him out of the disco to the elevator. I was a woman in heat and on a mission.
The next thing I remember is standing beside the bed in my room frantically opening the buttons of his shirt and kissing his chest. I stripped off his shirt and his body was amazingly muscular. He just stood there as I undid his belt, opened his pants and he stepped out of them. There was a big tent in his underwear. He pressed gently on my shoulder and I knew instinctively to go to my knees, pulling down his underwear and greedily kissing and sucking his perfect cock. My god, I was in a lust frenzy.
After much licking and sucking, he said, "Just lick my balls. I want to cum in your pussy not your mouth." Hearing that sent a wave of joy through me and I licked his ball-sack like a slut as he plunged his hand down inside my bra. He gave an animal growl and said, "Fuck, I've wanted to feel your naked tits all night. Sweet." I could feel his fingers find my nipple and a moan came from our throats at the same time. He said firmly, "Stand up and take off your clothes.
I stood up and suddenly realized I was stripping naked in front of a young man I just met that was standing there with a big election soon to mount and fuck me. He must have seen my hesitation and stepped forward, embraced me and we kissed passionately. I melted into him and he unzipped my dress at the back and pushed it down and off. With our lips still locked, my bra was undone and tossed aside. My bare breasts against his naked chest were crazy making. My pussy was on fire.
He stepped back, looked me up and down and said, "Lose the panties and get on the bed "
I did just that and climbed onto the sheet totally wanting a good fucking. He was on me like a sex-crazed animal. Our night of dancing and teasing ourselves made him extremely horny. I kept urging him on as he licked and sucked my breasts. He dove his head between my thighs and his tongue on my newly bald crotch found all the right places. When he sucked on my clit, my pussy exploded and my screams bounced off the walls. He laughed an evil laugh and sat up on his haunches between my outspread legs. He sat there with his big cock half hard and a big shit-ass grin on his face. He grabbed my hips and pulled my bottom onto his knees with my crotch close to his junk. He smiled and stroked his penis and it got bigger and fully erect. Panic mixed with the thrill of lust went through me. His erection was much bigger than my ex's.
He said calmly, "Debbie, I'm sure glad we met. You are an amazing sexy woman." He reached down to my pussy and ran his fingers up and down the very wet lips. He stared at it and I could sense his lust rising. He pulled my body further up his thighs until my pussy touched his erection. He held the shaft and notched the head in my vagina opening, then fell forward mounting me, unleashing a torrent of pure, young, blind, male lust. Our hips thudded together as he thrust into my center over and over. I was on a magic carpet ride of thrilling sensuality. He kept up an awesome pace that only a young athlete could muster. I held on for dear life as he fucked me deep, hard and constantly.
My pussy was already hyper-sensitive from my previous orgasm and soon I was having one long continuous orgasm that literally blew my mind. I'm sure my screams could be heard in the halls. When he finally came and filled me with his semen, he rolled off me and we lay panting and laughing joyously. I giggled like a fresh teenager like I had just gotten off an exhilarating carnival ride.
