Route 66

Shea is beginning to think that the fashion show should be performed at High Noon in the Hollywood Bowl rather than in the dimlit interior of room seven at the Prospector Motel.
The whole time she was changing he was working very diligently at an impressive hardon. Ronnie was so proud of the new nighties though, that he didn't want to seem too anxious so he stuffed himself awkwardly back in his pants when she swung through the bathroom doors in the long red gown.
"Love Me Tender" hadn't been playing very long when Shea found himself kissing his way down her
bare shoulder and once again poised over a delectable nipple which he could see was stretching the sheer crimson fabric dangerously.

No.
He decided.

"Ron Babe let's make a game out of this. You change, we'll dance and then we'll foreplay like crazy. See...?"
She shook her head.

"Each time you change we raise the ante...See?"
She shook her head but she was grinning.

"OK. Like last time I played with your beautiful tits, right?"
Ronnie cupped her breasts and squeezed them together.
"Yep" She said, "Felt good too."

"Well this time Beautiful I want to crawl up your tanned toned thighs and taste your sweet pussy."

"Dance first?"
"Damn Ronnie we already did!"

With that Shea tackled her, tossed her on the bed and opening her knees began to kiss his way slowly up the firm smooth skin, the slip stretching over his head as he went.
Ronnie watched the red bulge that was Shea moving closer closer and closer to her sex, she reached out and caressed his hair through the silk and felt her nipples harden as his lips moved up the tendon so close to her pussy.
He began to lick on both sides of her vulva, small licks, light licks, big licks and long licks. He butterfly kissed her lips and tugged at them gently with his teeth. His hands were massaging her legs and running up her hips and sides as though the negligee wasn't there at all.
He opened her with his tongue and made his way up to her sensitive pearl which he began to suck on lightly at first.
"Sheaaa...'

Then harder, drawing it into his mouth.
"OHSheaaaa....!"

He was rubbing his cock furiously on the chenille bedspread now.
Holding her bud inside his mouth, he sucked harder and began to flick it with the tip of his tongue.
"DAMNSHEAAAAAA...!"

Ronnie was twisting and humping herself against his face.
HE sucked her bud and tongued it and sent two fingers into her moist hot pussy.
"GODDDDDDDDDDDDDSHEAAAAAAA....!"

His fingers curved and probed and stroked while his lips drew her deeper and deeper into his mouth.
The heavily textured chenille was providing Shea with plenty of stimulation when Ronnie's fingernails tore right through the red silk and buried themselves in his scalp, her body bucked and shuddered and he felt the hot thin cream of her orgasm washing over his fingers and into his thirtsty lips.
 
I could tell that Shea was getting more and more excited with each new nightie I put on. And I knew he was going to reach his breaking point soon.....very soon...

As we danced in the dimly lit room, Shea's lips on my skin as we dance is causing me to reach my own breaking point. I can feel his erection plainly, and know he can't possibly be taken much more.

As he outlines his plans for a "game", I have to shake my head. Just what is he planning now? Yet, I have to agree that I like...very much. Before I know what has happened, I am tackled to a bed, and Shea is between my thighs under the crimson material. I am left with nothing but to enjoy the movements of his lips, tongue, and fingers. Moaning deeply, hands grasping at the bedspread, and then at Shea, I can feel myself growing closer.....my hips start to move towards his face, and I know my juices are flowing freely. As Shea moves up my thighs, I feel my body screaming for release, and I know that Shea is just the man for the job.

As Shea moves towards and sucks in my clit, I give up control to his ministrations. As I feel myself go over the edge into the obliviou of pleasure, I grab his head and push him deeply onto my clit. As the waves of pleasure wash over my body, I'm vaguely aware of my hips buckly wildly against Shea, my thighs tightening against his head. It feels as though my orgasm will last forever, before I finally feel the shaking quietly leave my body, and I lay there catching my breath and smiling.

Shea places a kiss on the tip of my clit, causing me to jump slightly, before climbing out from under the crimson material. He smiles as he licks his fingers and looks at me.

"Well? Ronnie? What's next on the show's program?"

My orgasm was so intense that I'm not even sure that I can move, yet Shea stands up and pulls me to my feet. Planting a big kiss on my lips, he turns me to the direction of the bathroom, and sends me off with a swat to the ass.

I'm beginning to think the game I had started was somehow being taken over by Shea. But my mind was so numb by pleasure, I didn't care...

Going into the bathroom, I glance at the mirror, and see that the reflection shows a woman in the complete afterglow of a wonderful orgasm. I smile at her....yes, this should continue.

Peeling off the gown and folding it back into the box, I hold up the smoke colored baby doll nightie that Shea had first shown me. I slide the material over my head: the lace cups hold and set off my breasts to perfection, the length of material below is sheer - almost as though there is nothing there - and ends at the top of my thighs. Looking in the box, I find a matching g-string and slide it on over my hips. The triangle of material covering my sex teases tantilizingly, and the straps crossing my hips and thighs creates an alluring design. Finding a pair of black satin high heeled mules, I slip them on my feet, and quickly brush my hair back to a lustrous sheen.

I open the door of the bathroom, and notice that Shea's back is to me. Rather than enter the room, I lean against the door jamb, waiting, sipping my champagne. As the song, "You Send Me" comes across the radio, Shea turns around towards me. I give him a slight, seductive smile. And he stops dead in his tracks....
 
"Ronnie Baby If I hadn't just done it , I'd eat you all over again."
Shea walked over to the doorway and leaned next to her.
"How much for a peek at those hooters, Doll?"

Ronnie thought for a moment,
"Ten bucks....a piece."

"Damn!", Shea frowned but pulled out a roll of bills from his pocket. She noticed that wasn't the only thing bulging in his pants.
"Here ya go. Show me."

She tucked the bills in the waistband of her thong, giving him a quick glimpse of the black panties and then droped a strap and slowly peels the lacy top away from her right breast. The nipple stands proud and tall from the sweetly rising mound beneath.
Shea takes his time, looking close from every angle. He lightly blows on it raising goose bumps in the aereole.

"Very nice...Now the other one please."
Taking her time she slides the other strap down and allows him to contemplate her left breast with the same concentration.

"I'm getting really hard Sweetie, how about squeezing them together for me?"
"Ten bucks."

"What!...Just for a squeeze!?"
"Yep."

Shea takes out the roll again, then pauses.
"OK, how much for me to do the squeezing and a lick too."

She thought a few seconds.
"Forty. Forty dollars."

Shea hesitated,
"But you get to lick both."

"Done!"

He cupped the swelling outside curves of her breasts and pressed them together, watching the deep sweeping valley form between them. The pressure was causing her nipples to stretch taughtly outward, perfect targets for Sheas probing tongue. He licked circles around them, pressed his tongue right into the tiny central depression in each and then furiously flicked it across the tips until Ronnie arched her back and moaned inspite of herself.
Taking advantage of her distraction, Shea opened his mouth and engorged as much of tit as he could, sucking her deep back in his throat. Then closing his teeth on the firm warm flesh he drew his head back very slowly until he felt her nipple sliding through his teeth. He looked at her still holding the rosey bud between his teeth.
"How much for that?" He said awkwardly.

"Oh Baby, that's free. Just do the other one too!"
 
Feeling Shea practically taking my entire breast in his mouth was enough for me to forget about money completely. When he ran his teeth over my nipples, it sent electrical sparks through my body.

As Shea released one breast and moved to the other, I wrapped my arms about his head and, arching my back, I draw him closer to me. Feeling him take as much of my breast into his mouth as he can and then pulling away, grabbing the nipple between his teeth, caused me to gasp and cry out.

"Oh, Shea, I don't know how much more of this teasing I can take. I want you, Shea. And I want you NOW!"

"Easy, baby, we got all night. I ain't gonna rush this, not at all!"

Before I knew what was happening, Shea slid his arms around my body and lifted me into them as he carried me to the bed. Gently he laid me down amidst the rose petals he had sprinkled there earlier, and as my body moved against them I could smell them as they released their scent into the air.

Suddenly Shea's mouth was on mine, searching and demanding at the same time. My hands run the length of Shea, wanting to feel his body, his skin under my hands and against my body. Quickly, Shea removed the remainder of his clothing, but before he could reposition himself, I grabbed his cock and drew it to my mouth.

Teasing him slightly with my tongue, I take the head between my lips as I begin to suck.....slowly sliding my mouth lower onto his shaft. Moaning with pleasure, I feel Shea's hands running through my hair, and stroking my body, as he lightly caresses my face....
 
Shea pulled Ronnie's hair away from her face so that he could watch her lips slowly taking in more and more of his hardness.
It was full dark out now and except for occasional traffic out on 66 there was no sound except the low crackly voice of Paul Ankha on the radio and Shea wasn't paying attention to the words.

She was cupping his tight balls in one palm, gently kneeding them with her fingers while her other hand stroked his cock and her tongue bathed it, running along the shaft then swirling over the swollen sensitive glans.

"C'mon Baby, that feels just fine."
He leaned back on his elbow and caressed her hair with one hand while he watched her from half closed eyes.

Her fingers were wrapped around his aching cock, moving the soft skin up and down along the steel hard shaft and the hooded tip was deep in her warm mouth.
Shea was tensing and arching up to stay in rhythm
with her but knew she would take her time. Veronica was a master at orchestrating his orgasm's this way.
It was well worth the wait...

"OH yessss......"
 
As I feel Shea pull the hair away from my face, I feel my heart start to beast faster. I love sucking Shea's cock, but when I know that he's actually watching me I want to do everything I can to make sure he enjoys it.

As my fingers trace and stroke his shaft, I am amazed at how soft the skin feels over the steely hardness underneath. Simply amazing.....and wonderful. I slide my mouth lower on his shaft as I look at him from the corner of my eye. My hand is squeezing and kneading his balls, and I know he is to the point where he is fighting closing his eyes and just letting the feelings overwhelm him. I smile to myself as I move my hand from his balls to his ass. Squeezing and lightly pinching his cheeks, I feel his twitch and jerk from the unexpected attention. Yet, his hand continues to work its way through my hair, the tips of his fingers lightly stroking my scalp.

Taking his cock from my mouth, Shea opens his eyes wide with a questioning look. I look at him and give him a slight smile as I move between his legs. He is up on his elbows now, trying to figure out just what I'm going to do.

Pressing my breasts together, I wrap them around Shea's cock, as Shea lets out a long, low "Yeessssss, baby...." I move my body up and down on Shea's cock, both of us fascinated as it slides between my breasts. Leaning down, I wait until the head emerges from between my breasts and catch the very tip of the head in my mouth. I continue to move my body, fucking Shea with my breasts, my mouth firmly sucking the head of his cock.

I feel Shea's hands everywhere, and see his hips start to thrust. But no, this is not how I want him to cum, not yet. I start to suck very softly, and barely move my body along his cock, and wait for his hips to settle back into the bed. Then I start to speed up, once again bringing him to the very edge.

After a couple of times, Shea finally can stand no more.

"Ronnie, baby, either you are going to suck me off, or fuck me, sweetheart! I can't stand anymore of this!"

I smile at Shea as I try to decide exactly where I want him tonight....
 
When Veronica winked and disappered into the bathroom, Shea rolled over in the bed and groaned, holding his aching cock. It felt as big as the Hindenburg.
He was wondering if the fashion show had been such a good idea anyhow.

He didn't hear her come out and when she spoke her voice came from near the window, not the bathroom door.
"Don't you love the glow of neon in the night Lover?"

He sat up on the bed and looked. Ronnie was standing by the window with her back to him, looking across the highway towards the lights of town.
Her palms were pressed against the glass, her legs were spread slightly and she was wearing...
Oh God! only thigh highs and heels!
It was Shea's absolute ultimate turn on!
Long toned legs angled upwards from 4 inch stiletto's sheathed from toe to thigh in sheer
dark hose, ending in a band of lace filagree just below the perfect curve of Ronnie's tight firm buttocks.
The Hindenberg grew even larger.

"Ron..."he gasped,
"don't move."
But she did, spreading her hands out and her legs wider, she bent forward raising her ass to him.
Shea was on his knees behind her, grasping her hips and burying his face in her sex. He licked her clit and probed into her pussy, he sucked her pearl and pressed his tongue into her other little hole.
He kissed his way slowly up her spine, his hands reaching around, cupping and squeezing her breasts.
"Baby", he said softly in her ear.
"I am ready to fuck you an hour ago. Just tell me where to put it."
 
I knew the thigh highs and heels would be Shea's favorite, and I had guessed right to save them for last. Feeling Shea's tongue and lips exploring my sex was driving me crazy, and I was tempted to keep him between my legs. But, he HAD been such a sweetheart to allow me so much pleasure while denying his own.

As he ran his hands and lips up my body, I closed my eyes and thought only of Shea.....imagining his body curved to mine, feeling his erection at the small of my back, the pre-cum tracing a trail of slight wetness in a dizzying pattern. His hands reaching around and cupping my breasts, lifting them, testing their weight, allowing his thumbs to press against my nipples. As I groan, he increases his strokes on my body.

"Oh, Shea, now....please now.....in my pussy, then wherever you want....."

Shea needed no further prodding. Feeling his cock rubbing the wetness of my pussy, I could that I'd never been wetter. Shea could ill afford to wait any longer, and I felt him as he began to enter me. Leaving just the head in, he leaned down and started kissing my neck, until my body thoroughly relaxed. Then I felt him enter me slowly, his moans of pleasure clearly audible in my ear.

Continuing to hold my body by holding my breasts, he began to pump his cock into my pussy with slow sure strokes. Quickening his pace, I could hear him moaning my name as his hands worked feverishly over my breasts.

Keeping my hands on the window pane, I can feel myself pressing against it. I catch my breath as Shea removes one of hands from my breast and begins to stroke my thigh. Oh, yes, he is so close.....so very, very close.....
 
Shea can watch the traffic go by over Ronnie's shoulder as he fucks her. Long hard deep stokes that come right up from the floor through his thighs and hips. He drives into her and holds himself there high up against her womb.

"Now tighten on me Baby...
try to squeeze me in two."
She flexes the muscles of her legs, contracts herself against his hardness...
"Hold it...hold it..."
He pulls back, a slow inch at a time. Pulling against the delicious friction of her tightening pussy.
"That's it...yessss"

Shea's fingers have found the pearl. He spreads the folds away with one hand and begins to rub Ronnie's swollen clit with the other.

"Oh God Shea....Oooohhhh"
She spreads her legs a little more, squeezing him a little tighter. He is almost out. Her labia sucking against his exit trying to hold him in...

"Now baby...relax, relax..."
And as she does he RAMS himself into her as far as he possibly can go. Her feet leave the floor and her nails scrape across he window glass!
This time she squeezes him without prompting and the cycle continues. His fingers are becoming more and more agressive with her clit, rubbing, pressing, pinching as his powerful thrusts continue relentlessly.

I won't be long this way for either of them...
 
At first the cycle of clenching and unclenching the muscles of my pussy takes some concentration. But as Shea breaks into a rythym, my body responds to him as though it were one with his.

My feet leave the floor, my nails scratch the glass, my head rests against his shoulder, as I close my eyes in ecstacy. His finger rubbing my clit, my swollen nub of pleasure, causes me to groan, calling his name and seek release.

Slowly, I feel my body yielding to him, feel the tension rising up from deep within me as my body stiffens for a few seconds. Then...suddenly - the wave crashes over me as my hands try to grasp the pane of glass before me...

"Oh, Shea, yes! Oh, baby, yes, that's IT!"

As his hand continues to stroke my clit, I feel him thrust once, twice, three times deeply into me. On the third time, Shea thrusts deeply into me and holds me impaled on his cock as he spurts his seed deep into me. I move my hands down, stroking his thighs, his ass, his sides.

As we both shudder to conclusion, our breathing is raspy and harsh. I lean my head against the coolness of the glass, and Shea bends over, resting his head against my back. Slowly we recover our breathing, and I feel Shea move his hands along my body, his lips along my back.

Smiling, I stand up, turning towards him, I wrap my arms around his neck, my lips seeking out his. We cling in a tight embrace for what seems hours, before I pull away.

"God, Shea, I know this is going to sound crazy to you, but you know what I feel like doing right now?"

"Don't tell me you feel like another fashion show! I don't know if I can take that anymore!" He nuzzled into my neck, his breath tickling me slightly.

"No, Shea, I just want you to hold me for a while. Does that sound crazy?" I look up at him.....
 
Leaving Needles

They held each other all night but not before they took a private after hours swim in the Prospector's pool. The cool water was a delight and they slept like babies.

Shea checked them out at ten and recieved from a leering desk clerk a thin envelope from Tex Elkhorn.
Back in the room he tore it open as Ronnie put the last of their gear in the luggage.

"What is it Lover?"
He tossed her the note,
"Read it babe, I got to pee>"

She took it and started to read...

Veronica and Shay, Y'all are great!
My lil ol Emily and Travis are not even fussin at each other this mornin' They both look like a cougar with a belly full a lamb.
Tell you what, I got a letter that needs deliverin up to Las Vegas. An I know you were talkin about goin there. Take this here letter to Mister Tulio
Ferruci at the Frontier...don't worry they'll know him!...and keep the 500 dollars I put on yer car seat...say you wouldn't want t'sell that car would ya?..Its shore pretyy.
If your ever down Waco way y'all just come on out to the ranch now here!

The note fluttered to the floor as Ronnie and Shea...zipping as he ran, tried to head each other off at the Cadillac.

There it was peeping out of another envelope, five 100 dollar bills, laying on the front seat.

"Damn Ron, we should just keep it and head on to Flagstaff. Could be trouble."
They looked at each other...

What the Hell!

Ten minutes later the 'Virgin' left Route 66 the highway of dreams, for the short run North to the
hedonistic mecca of Las Vegas with 1800 dollars of Elkhorne's 'fun' money burning holes in the pockets of the driver and his very best lover ever.
 
Damn! Las Vegas! Who'd have thought we would actually be going there?? I'd heard a lot about it - who hadn't? It'd been around for about 10 years now, give or take, but everybody in Southern California was raving about the new desert "playground". I'd overheard movie producers saying that in Vegas one could buy anything they wanted. All was available for a price.

Well, 1800 bucks might not be a fortune by some people's standards, but for Shea and I, well, it would be enough to have some fun with!

Cruising through the desert, we just kept looking at each other and laughing. Shea telling me about the different types of gaming that would be available. I looked at him in awe. I'd only played a little poker here and there, not the big things he was talking about - Black Jack, Roulette, Craps. But it all sounded new and exciting, and I knew if Shea was there it would be exactly that.

"Hey, Shea, I heard they got shows there as well, in the casinos. You think we might be able to see one or two while we are there?"

"Why sure, Ronnie! I know of a couple that might be of special interest to you."

The smirk on his face left me wondering, but I had long since learned to follow Shea's lead and enjoy the ride.

Speaking of "ride", I began to tingle slightly at the thought of the previous night. That had been incredible and wonderful....every girl's dream.

I slid across the white leather seat, sitting next to Shea, feeling his arm go around me. I leaned my head back, relishing the feel of the warm wind blowing through my hair, and the feel of Shea rubbing my shoulder. My hand drifted across to Shea's leg, and I began to make lazy patterns across his thigh and knee. Gradually, I worked my way up to his groin, and allowed my hand to snake over to the bulge that I felt growing. A smile developing on my face, I began to rub the hardness feeling it grow as I did so.

Shea's hand gripped me tighter, as I undid the zipper and freed his captive cock from his jeans. Running my hands along the stiff shaft I marvelled once again at the rock hard feel, the softness of the head, the contours that uniquely made his cock his own. Leaning over, I nuzzled Shea's neck, making my way up to his ear and sucking on the earlobe. I felt his hand running the length of my back down to my ass, and suddenly could hold out no longer.

Bending over, I grabbed Shea's cock, as my tongue began its teasing torment of the head - darting and licking around and around and around...
 
No matter how many times Ronnie gave him a blow job while driving, Shea never got used to it and came near to killing them both with his exuberent
appreciation on several occasions.
She'd worked him into a major froth with her hands and mouth playing on his cock and balls...yes his balls, how she got them out of those tight jeans while he drove eighty down route 163 was a pattented Veronica secret, but she did, and with her warm palm cupping them and her other one stroking his aching shaft and with her lips and tongue working on the swollen tip, Shea exploded all over her face and hair, the steering wheel, his pants and the windshield right in front of Dusty Pete's Gas and Bone Shop, which he managed to pull into while his heart and the big hot motor slowly cooled down.

"Damn Oshea, where do you get all this stuff!"
Ronnie was wiping her face with a kleenex and licking her lips.

"Babe you're a mess, I shoulda let you know it was comin'"
He was stuffing his sticky dick back in his dungarees.

"You think this place has a restroom?"
She looked dubiously at the clapboard shack, single gas pump and enormous piles of white bones
scattered around with signs like...

LIL Varmints...50cents a bone, or REEL DINASORS...3 dollars a bone.

"Maybe." He didn't sound sure at all.

It turned out Dusty Pete had a restroom that flushed and one of those 5 pictures for a dollar machines that he'd put in,
"So's folks kin git a pitcher or two with their new bones."

They stayed long enough to wash up, buy a few bones, one of which looked like a sabre tooth tigers penis, pick up some beer and shake hands with the old timer, promising to stop by on their way back to 66.(which they did).

Oh yes they had a picture taken too. This is the best of the five...
 

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Grabbing our newly acquired purchases, Shea and I hopped back into the "Virgin" and roared off into the desert, heading towards Las Vegas.

Listening to the radio, feeling the sun beating warm on our heads, the warm breeze blowing through my hair, and snuggled next to Shea, I began to doze.

Happy dreams filled my sleep until I hear Shea's voice breaking into a wonderful dream.

"Ronnie? Ronnie? RONNIE! Wake up!"

"Wha- What is it, Shea? What's up? Where are we?"

"We're just outside of Vegas, baby, but I wanted you to see this first. C'mon!"

Just then I noticed the thunderous noise. Confused about where the sound was coming from, I stepped out of the "Virgin", and am suddenly spun around by the arm by an overly excited Shea.

As we head to the railing by the side of the road, I am captivated by the sight. The massive sheet of concrete wedged between 2 craggy peaks. The sheer size was impressive - it was enormous! I glanced futher down, to discover where the noise was coming from. Water gushing forth with thunderous force created an awesome sight. The mist from the water rising up was a welcomed relief from the hot desert sun.

I looked up at Shea quizically.

"Hoover Dam!" he yelled over the thunder, "You know!"

Yes, indeed I did. So this was the dam holding back the mighty Colorado River, allowing life to flourish in the desert communities, and making Las Vegas......well, Las Vegas!

Wrapping my arms around Shea's waist, I hugged him to me tightly. I felt his arms go about me, stroking my back.

"God, it's beautiful, Shea! So big and so....well, awesome!"

The image before me was so magnificent, I just couldn't resist. Yes, it HAD to be this place....

Reaching up, I spoke directly into Shea's ear....

"Shea, baby? I want you to fuck me with the sound of that thunder in my ears!"

"What! Ronnie, are you serious?"

"Never been more so, lover! Just show me the way!"
 
Sex on Hoover Dam I

They were standing on the edge of what looked like a thousand foot wall of concrete, The Niagaras of water that were spewing from the gates below made a deafening noise and the entire structure was thrummimg with the vibration of the colossal forces being released.

Fuck...here?
Well why not. Of course Shea thought it would be easier if it wasn't broad daylight and if there wern't several hundred other people lined up along the length of the precipace, the closest about 5 yards away.

"Hold on Baby I'll be right back!"
Screaming to be heard above the thundering water.

Shea ran to the Virgin down in the parking deck and rummaged furiously in the trunk. He reappeared a few minutes later clad in an evil looking, grease stained trench coat and carrying a black umbrella.

"God Shea where did that come from?'

"Always be prepared I say. Never know when it will storm or you'll want to screw on Hoover Dam!"

He spread his arms on both sides of her, the voluminous coat forming an effective shield around the both
of them.

"What about the umbrella?"

"That's in case it rains....Now if you'll just hike up your skirt Veronica I will make your wish come true."

"What about your pants?"

"No problem I took them off in the car."

Of course, he took them off in the car...

He feels Ronnies skirt rubbing against his erection as she slides it over her hips. Thank goodness she decided not to wear panties today. Shea checks out the spectators on either side...good they're all looking at the raging torrents below them...and slides the hard length of himself between her legs.
She feels the hood of his penis brush against her pussy and looking down she watches about three inches of it emerging from her small thatch of pubic hair.
She squeezes her legs together, trapping it tightly between them.

"I don't know...You sure of this Shea?
We could get in big trouble!"

"Don't worry Baby! C'mon let me go!...I've got work to do back here."

It wasn't just the cold wind blasting up along the concrete that was making her nipples hard as pebbles. And Shea felt a welcoming moisture against his sliding cock when she did finally relent and let him go.
 
Using the railing to support myself, I inched my feet out until my legs were spread wide. I felt Shea's cock sliding against my moist pussy as my clit became engorged. Pretending to lean against the railing as though looking down at the falls, I bend over to allow Shea as much access as possible.

He has put the umbrella down, and is runnng his hands along the sides of my body, reaching down to grab my hips - to the casual onlooker it would seem as though he were only holding me lightly against him. Rather, he was aiming his cock straight up, pressing against the open lips of my sex.

Suddenly, he shoved upwards, his cock filling me completely. I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out, and started to move back against him. I felt him moving slowly at first....agonizingly slow. He bent forward, his lips at my ear and started to kiss and suck my earlobe, making a trail of kisses down my neck.

I leaned down on my elbows, allowing Shea to penetrate me even more deeply, which he took full advantage of, pounding into my pussy while attempting to draw as little attention from himself as possible.

I lowered one hand down between my thighs, and started to rub my clit. The skirt to my dress was very full, and my hand looked lost in the material. As Shea pounded harder, I rubbed my clit to match his frenzy. The roar of the water drowned out our moans, and would probably even drown out our cries of pleasure as well. Or I hoped so, anyway.

Feeling Shea's body next to mine, his stomach slapping at my ass, was more than I could bear. The sheer beauty of the dam was not lost on me, though my mind was concentrating elsewhere.

Looking over my shoulder, I look at Sha and though he can't hear my words, he knows that my body is about to explod into an orgasm whose thunder will rival that of the great water below us.
 
Sex on Hoover Dam

Several passing cars noticed the odd movements under Shea's raincoat but to the other onlookers leaning over the edge they seemed like a couple really, really enjoyng the breathtaking majesty of it all.

It was an experience he'd not soon forget either. Ronnie had pushed herself on to him as far as she could go and his hands were trapped between the warm fullness of her breasts and the roughly textured concrete of the parapit. The vibrating surge of the colossal forces under their feet seemed to make his efforts seem almost superhuman and indeed the thunderous oscillations worked themseves right up Shea's legs and hips and loins and erection and into Veronica where they met with the same forces effecting her own body. It was as though Shea's cock had become a vibrator with the power of Hoover dam behind it!

"Oh MY GOD!"...but her voice was snatched away by the wind.

He found that simply standing on tip toe, pushed in as far as he could go was engendering a wondrous feeling as their sensitive
sexes were being so thorughly and mutually shaken by the tons and tons of rushing water below them.

"OH MY GOD!" he cried but his voice was snatched away too.

Deep thrusting was almost redundant to the natural stimulation provided by the dam but being Shea he did it anyway and the first
ejaculations were literally shaken out of him. There was no holding back anymore than he could hold back the surging water below.
He simply began cumming and cumming and it seemed he couldn't stop until he generated enough 'stuff' to light up the 'Magic Mile" for a month.

Usually he could tell when Ronnie was having a climax by the shuddering and tensing of her body even if they were in the pitch dark. But not this time. They'd both been shuddering since they got here! A sudden moist warmth and a lubricted ease within her told him she had gone over the edge too.

He bit her neck and screamed in her ear...

"DAMN BABY! I"D RECOMMEND THIS TO ANYONE!"
 
The thrumming and vibration of tons of water rushing through the huge concrete barrier rumbled up through ones feet and vibrated to the very core of one's existence.

As Shea entered my body and started to stroke, he felt just like a vibrating cock ramming himself in and out of me. Leaning on the railing, looking for all to be a casual admirer of the great rushing water, all one had to do was look carefully. Eyes slightly closed, lips parted, hands gripping the railing. My body open and willing to accept the ministrations of Shea's cock, his hands on my body.

When the orgasm struck, it almost seemed as though the dam itself was shaking my body - in fact it seemed as though the dam had given way! My body convulsed and my pussly clamped down hard as I cried out into the rushing wind. My nails dug into the railing with the intensity, as my legs stiffened against the onslaught.

Not being able to hear anything, I wasn't sure if Shea had cum or not, until I felt a rush of liquid warmth seep from between my thighs and Shea biting my neck and screaming in my ear.

Spinning around in his arms, careful not to let the trenchcoat reveal too much, I flung my arms about his neck as his arms drew me closer to him and his lips sought out mine. We seemed to hold that position for quite some time, as the older crowd looked at us disapprovingly and made small snide comments. I pulled away from Shea, keeping my arms about him.

"Looks we are causing quite the spectacle here!"

Spinning me around suddenly in his arms, I felt the wind rushing through my hair as I giggled into the wind. Hurrying back to the virgin, I stood by the car, trying to take the attention off of Shea as he quickly got back into his jeans. Snickering at him and looking curiously at people passing by who were trying to gain a better view, I finally heard him fire up the engine. Feigning modesty, I covered my eyes and turned to face him.

"Are you decent, Shea!?"

"Baby, I'm never decent, and that hasn't stopped you from looking at me yet!"

He reached over and opened the door, and I slid onto the seat next to him. He put his arm around me, and I felt him massaging my shoulder as we said good-bye to Hoover Dam.

A short time later, we rolled onto the main street leading into the Las Vegas - the "Strip" the were starting to call it. Because of the line of Hotel/Casinos springing up along this one lone road. Sitting up on the back of the seat, holding my hair in place, I eagerly looked around at the different Casinos and interesting people walking around in the hot desert sun.

"Wow, Shea! This is unlike anything I've seen!"

"Just wait, baby, until it gets dark - then you WILL have something to see!"
 
Checking into Vegas

The Casinos went by one by one, The Sands , the Riviera, Desert Inn, Bugsy Segal's Flamingo, the new Hacienda, the incredible even newer Tropicana and almost lost among them the somewhat small and run down Last Frontier.
The Virgin seemed more opulent then the Casino did as it rolled slowly by.

"That's where we'll find Elkhorne's guy?"
Ronnie looked dubious. Shea gave her a peck on the cheek.
"Yep, but we're not staying there. Not with the dough Mister Texas gave us!"

He whipped the Caddy around in a rubber burning U-turn and was promptly stopped by a cop. In spite of Veronica's long tan legs, winning smile and healthy cleavage they got a ticket to appear in Court on Monday morning.

Nothing daunted his enthusiasm...
"Ronnie you know what this means!"

She was feeling a little out of sorts wondering why her charms had failed her. They never had before.
"That we won't make Chicago and get all that money on time?"

"Hell no! It means we have a whole weekend in Vegas and 2000 bucks of that old Farts money to spend. WE'll have a ball!"

THe valet at the Tropicana's big broad smile at seeing the gleaming white Caddy faded as Shea in his black tshirt and jeans hoped out of the car. It brightened a bit on seeing Ronnie who had popped open one more button on her blouse. (Why be subtle, this is Las Vegas afterall!)

She was alarmed when Shea booked them into the only room available at the new Casino that night, a suite called the Sultans Seraglio.
"Two hundred and Fifty dollars!...for a room!"

"Take it easy Sweetie" They were in the elevator riding up to the top floor.
"We only have it for tonight. Tomorrow OUR room will be occupied by no less than ...are you ready?"

She nodded.

"PAt Boone!!. You know...
"On a day like today, we'll pass the time away...Writing Love letters in the sand."

"Oh God Shea, please stop."
 
Shea could do most things well. Singing wasn't one of them - especially in small confined spaces such as elevators.

As we stepped off the elevator and into the hall, we quickly located the suite and after Shea unlocked the door, stepped inside.

To say it was well appointed was an understatement. Opulent was more the word. The main room was huge, with comfy furniture, and an extensive bar located along one wall. Shea quickly made his way towards it to mix us some drinks. The window at one end of the room caught my attention - fully floor to ceiling, it looked out over the "Strip" seemingly so small beneath us. At night, it must look spectacular!

Roaming around the room, I make my way to the bedroom and stop with a gasp. The bed takes center stage, slightly raised on a dias of some sort, draped in curtains. Unable to resist, I walk up to the bed and allow myself to fall back onto its softness. Sheer heaven - and SO big! I don't believe I'd ever been in a bed that big before. It almost seemed as though it had been made for more than 2 people!

Moving into the bathroom, the opulence doesn't end. Mirrors line the walls, reflecting myself over and over from all angles. The bath is huge, sunken, looking as though it could handle a Roman orgy. Suddenly the urge to take a bath - wash the desert sand and grit from every inch of my body comes upon me. But what do I change into?

Shea comes up behind me with a drink and hands it to me.

"Something else, huh? What do you think, sweetheart?"

"Oh, Shea! It's magnificent! I've never experienced anything like this before!!"

I felt his hand rubbing my back and felt a warmth fill my body.

"Shea, how 'bout we take a nice long bath together? Then get all dressed up and do this town right?"

"Sure, babe, you name it - let's enjoy!"

"But, darn! I really don't have a thing to wear for such a night out. What do you suggest?"

"You run the bath water, baby, I'll handle the clothes dilema, ok?"

With that, he disappeared into the bedroom. I started running the water and noticed something under the counter. Sneaking a smile, I pour it into the water, and as bubbles form in the tub I laugh at Shea's reaction.

I take a sip from my drink and place it on the side of the tub before I start to get undressed - looking around and seeing myself repeatedly in all the mirrors. Once naked, I slip into the soothing water, letting the bubbles rise up to my chin and finding my drink. Just then, Shea walks in....
 
Bathing in Vegas

"Is that you in there?"
Ronnie is almost hidden by the billowing cloud of bubbles.

"I may have overdone it."
Indeed the suds are now spilling down the sides of the massive tub and spreading out on the tiles.

"Here Babe, I got you a drink."
Her hand emerged and Shea on impulse laid his turgid cock in it.
She fingers closed around it and jerked!
"AHHHHHGGGHHHH!"

"Very cute, now where's my drink?"
She was glaring at him but still had his pecker in a deathlock.

"Coming right up"
He said in a fake falsetto, and handed her a crock of Lancers.

"Lancers?...Lancers!"
she said dropping him like a hot potato.

"Yep, supposed t'get a chick horny as the daylights"

Shea was always trying out something guaranteed to get her 'horney as the daylights'.

"No glasses I suppose."

"Naw...we got some paper cups though."

Chele tilted back her head and took a long swallow.

A moment passed.

"Shea..."

"Un huh"

"Shea I...I feel funny...I dunno...I...
I HAVE TO HAVE A MAN RIGHT NOW!"

Veronica exploded from the tub and before he had time to react, her sudsy arms were around him, her soapy lips were covering his and like a wild animal she was dragging him back! Back into the white foaming lair from which she'd come!

"help."
He said meekly as clothes and all he disappeared beneath the churning bubbles...
 
We both submerged below the bubbles and burst through as the water seeped over the edge of the tub and bubbles went flying around the room!

I look at Shea, covered in white, soapy bubbles, and I cannot hold back and laugh until my sides start to ache.

"Oh, god, Shea, if you could only see you! Covered in bubbles, you look like some one's lost puppy getting its first bath!"

As he lets out a growl, he reaches over planting his lips over my and bringing us both below the surface of the bubbles once again. Keeping us down until we can no longer breath, I start to beat against his back before he releases me with a relish.

Coming back up to the surface, choking and trying to catch my breath, I barely take notice of Shea peeling off his t shirt and standing to peel off his jeans. When I finally look up at him, I see him standing above me, erection already jutting out from his body.

Looking appreciatively, I lean forward and take his erection in my hand as I start to stroke him, bringing him closer to my mouth. As my mouth encircles his cock, sucking and teasing him, he winds his hands in my hair, pulling me to him gently. As he starts to thrust gently, he loses his balance and slips on the floor of tub, landing on his ass as bubbles go flying.

"Shit! Now you know why I prefer showers, Ronnie!"

"Well, I must say you certainly are dangerous in here. And look at the mess you are making!"

I toss some soap bubbles at him playfully, and they hit him squarely on the nose, causing me to laugh all the harder.

"OK, Ronnie, you're clean enough - bathtime is over!"

He uncerimonously lifts me from the tub, and quickly wipes my body dry with a soft towel. Placing me over his shoulder, he walks from the bathroom into the bedroom, and dumps me on the bed.

As I try to catch my breath, I look up at him, and see he is smiling -

"You always did look much better on a bed then anywhere else, Ronnie!"
 
After a bit of intimate discussion which includes a large amount of fondling, kissing, pinching and stroking, Ronnie contentedly turns on her stomach and clutching one of the enormous pink pillows in her hands, draws her legs up under her and raises her sweetly curving derriere for Shea's attentions.
"I feel like a heiffer, big boy. Now come and service me."

He was staring in admiration at the firm round cheeks and inviting valley in between.
"Ronnie,"he said,
"I didn't even know that you knew what a heiffer was!"

"Not only that Shea, I know what a Bull is too. Now come on!"

He was already hard from her earlier attentions
and they had enjoyed 'lubing' each other up...almost too much in fact. Shea was mentally reciting the New York Yankees roster before she'd finished with him.

He hopped up on the bed, knelt behind her and planted a big kiss right where it counted. Then positioned himself with the tip of his cock pushing gently against her.
"OK hon, a little help here."

Veronica reached back and grasped her cheeks, opening them and at the same time pushing herself back against him, she relaxed herself and felt the delicious sensation of Shea's erection entering her ass.
He thrust forward and watched himself sliding into the tight smooth hole. It felt hot as an oven and tight as a glove.

"OOOOHHH baby, why don't we do this more often!

"Special treat Honey. Now stop right there for a minute and let's get aquainted."
 
As Shea pressed his cock into my ass, I relaxed and pushed the muscles outward. My reward was feeling him slide easily pass the sphincter muscle, stretching me, making me feel his fullness.

Once in, I had to have Shea stop - the muscles had to get used to him, to lessen the discomfort and make it enjoyable for both of us. Shea held onto my hips as he stopped all movement and waited.

I reached down and started to rub my clit, using the juices from my pussy to make my clit nice and slick. I could feel myself becoming even more aroused, and the thought of Shea's cock in my ass was enough to make me horny as hell.

Slowly I started to move back against him, an inch at a time, feeling him enter me slowly. I felt his fingers tighten against my hips, and I know that he wants to plunge into me - yet, he also understands that is the quickest way to end this!

Inch by inch, rubbing my clit the entire time, I welcome Shea into my ass. His length finally fills me, and I can feel him deep within my bowels. The slight discomfort eased by the furious rubbing of my clit. Shea still waits, looking for my signal for the go ahead. As I wait a few seconds, getting used to his size and girth, my breathing increases and I begin to moan from the pleasure of it.

And then, slowly, I begin to move against Shea - back and forth - his cock sliding out of my tightest hole. Still Shea waits. As I increase my tempo, my body becomes accustomed to him, and discomfort turns to sheer pleasure.

"Oh, Shea, fuck me! Fuck my ass, baby! NOW!"

Grabbing my hips firmly, Shea slowly begins to match my movements, moving his cock in and out of my tightly stretched ass. My head down on the pillow, I glance back at him, and see his face slack with lust, his eyes staring at the movements of his cock.

Concentrating on rubbing my clit, I hold my body still, waiting.

"Shea fuck me - fuck me hard and fast, baby!"

The magic words - the words he wants to hear. Shea increases his tempo, thrusting into my ass as though he were fucking my pussy. Each thrust going deep into my ass - I can feel it so much more than if it were my pussy. Rubbing my clit fast and furious, I can feel my orgasm building, the urge to go over the edge beginning to take hold. As the feeling wells up within me, I know that I won't be able to hold back.

"I'm gonna cum, Shea! Oh yes, I'm gonna cum with you in my ass!"

As my body begins to spasm, I cry out to the room and to Shea. My ass clamps down on Shea's cock, almost imprisoning him within me. But all I can concentrate on is the intense orgasm my body is feeling at the moment.
 
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