Route 66

[ariosto]

Shea learned from experience to take his time and let Ronnie set the pace in this.
When she finally gives him the signal he has such a charge built up that he has to fight to keep from going crazy.
Her ass is firm and tight with those bikini lines that set Shea's blood boiling. It seems as though he's punching a clean round hole between her cheeks. Pushing into that narrow passage, deeper and deeper, heated by the warmth of her insides, it feels exactly as though his cock is in the grip of a squeezing hot gloves.
She slips forward on the sheets and moans as he reaches his limit. He holds there, rocking slightly, for once so caught up in it that he's at a loss for words.

"Ohhhhhhhhh Babeeeeeeee...."
He says slowly pulling himself out...and then in...and out...and...

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

His fingers dig into her hips and he lunges into her, over and over again She moves in delicious counterpoint to his thrusts. He can see her face, eyes shut, mouth open...fast breathing...fingers digging into the pillow....

faster...faster...faster...

She slides again, throws a hand forward against the headboard to brace herself. She's frigging her clit faster and harder...her breath races..she whimpers...

Shea is loosing it...loosing it!

"I'm gonna cum, Shea! Oh yes, I'm gonna cum with you in my ass!"
Veronica is twisting herself on to him trying to meet each plunging drive with one of her own. She shudders, and goes tight around him...

"OhhhhhhhGODDDDDD!"

Ronnie's cumming and so is he. Shea didn't try to hold himself back he just let go and go and go...it burts from him without control, pulsing into her bowels as she rocks back on him taking everything he's got.
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They lay on the bed for an hour after that, cuddling and dozing and letting the hot Nevada afternoon slip away.

He woke her from a doze by tweaking her nipples.
Pulling them up and up, then letting go. then again and again and...

"Shea," she said drowsily watching his fingers,
"I'm hungry, what's for supper?"

He thought breifly of offering her himself, but truth be known he was starving too!

 

[SexyChele]

As the afternoon passed I dozed, contented. As Shea woke me up by playing with my breasts, I smiled. He just could not get enough of them!

I smiled up at him lazily, and then heard my stomach start to grumble. At the talk of food, we both realized just how hungry we were. Scrambling from bed, we dressed quickly - Shea in his uniform of jeans and t shirt, and I chose the white halter dress and sandals I'd warn before. The dress was cut low in front, exposing lots of cleavage, and the rest of the dress clung to my form.

Applying minimal make-up and brushing my hair, and away we went down to the lobby. We decided to have dinner in the Tropicana, including a great deal of wine, and then a walk along the "Strip". The desert air was warm and dry, a breeze just strong enough to flutter my hair and to cause my dress to form itself to my body. Shea had his arm around me, and I felt so incredibly good and alive.

We slipped into the Flamingo's casino, and Shea headed right for the craps table. Something about making him feel like a kid again. I didn't understand the game at all, but Shea seemed to be making sense out of it. He was doing OK, but no big wins, and we were starting to get a little restless. Shea pointed out the roulette table and we wandered over to it. Now, this game was easier to follow. Shea gave me a few chips to play with, and before I knew it, I was actually having a great time.

As the drinks kept coming, I could feel myself getting more and more drunk - and not caring. At one point something made me laugh hysterically, and as I glanced up I noticed a stranger staring at me. Well, this was nothing new - I was used to that. I hugged Shea, and placed another bet.

With the next turn of the wheel, I actually won and when I tried to reach forward to grab my chips, I fell off the chair. I would have ended up on the floor had it not been for a pair of hands catching me mid-fall and placing me gently back into my chair. Looking up with gratitude, I noticed it was the stranger from before.

"Thank you, kind sir! I guess I've had just a bit too much to drink tonight!"

I laughed hard, as though that were the funniest thing I'd ever said or heard. The stranger smiled at me, and I noticed how darkly handsome he was. His attention went from me to Shea - who was staring at him with murderous intent.

"Ah, excuse me, Mr. ?"

"Oshea - just Oshea. And what the hell do you want?"

"Ok - Oshea. I was wondering if we might have a word? Privately?"

"Yeah? About what?"

"Please - Oshea - in private?"

He nodded away from the roulette table, but Shea's eyes never left him....

 

[ariosto]

Vegas..Wins and Losses

"Ronnie," Shea whispered as he steadied her at the roulette table, "You gotta win big, honey."

"Huh, why?"
"Cause I kinda dropped a few at the craps table."
He grinned.

She saw right through the grin and went straight for the juggler.
"How much"

Shea colored and glanced at the stranger,(Picture Omar Shariff in his younger days) who was patiently waiting, taking a cigarette from a gold case.

"How much?"

"uhhh about, ummm...3,000 give or take a few."
She grabbed him by his T-shirt, suddenly sober as a judge.

"How many...few?"
"Ummm...say 3,700 more...
Ron, we're broke." He palmed eight silver dollars into her hand."Save us."

"Okay bud, now where do you want to talk."

Mister Luciano's car was three blocks long or so and they sat in the back seat about a football field distance from the driver who was behind glass anyway.

"No deal."
Shea crossed his hands over his chest and tried to look tough.

Salvatore sighed and lit another cigarette.

"You drive a hard bargain Mister Oshea."
He thought for a minute.
"All right, seventeen thousand, five hundred dollars."

"And..." Shea felt a sense of triumph.

"And you get to stay in the apartment with us for the night and I provide one of the Tropicana's dancers for YOUR entertainement."

"My choice?"
"Your choice."
"Done."

They shook on the deal and walked back inside where they found Veronica down to her last silver dollar and two empty glasses.

"Ronnie, I want you to meet my pal, Sal Luciano, he's inviting us up for a drink."

He took her under one arm and Sal under the other.
"Baby," she said looking at Shea,
"I lost it all...I'm REALLY verrry sorrrry."

"That's Ok Sugar, I think you'll have a chance to make it up some how..."

 

[SexyChele]

This game of roulette was suddenly not working out as expected. I quickly downed 2 drinks, as the money Shea left me with dwindled down to nothing.

The thought sunk in that we were broke - truly broke. Now how would we ever make it to Chicago?? I ordered another drink - didn't care if I got good and drunk. I was suddenly hating this place with its bright lights and slick roulette dealers who leered openly at the customers.

Suddenly Shea was next to me, his arm around me, and I could barely tell him that I has lost all but 1 dollar. His bright spirits confused me at first, but what the hell - Shea always knew what he doing.

At the mention of Sal, I looked up into the stranger's dark eyes.

"Well, Mr. Luc, Luci....SAL! It's nish to meet you." Damn, why were my words slurring like that? And why couldn't I pronounce his name? As my eyes focused on him, he smiled and I noticed how much more handsome he was when he did.

I looked up at Shea and put my arm around him.

"Well, Ok, if our friend Sal here wants to have a drink with us, I'm willing! Thank you, Sal, you are a very kind man!"

As we made our way to the elevator, there were several times Shea had to keep me from tripping.

"Ronnie, are you going to be OK?"

"I'm going to be jus' fine, Shea - you'll see." I grinned at him as I stepped into the elevator and leaned against the railing in the back, my breasts rising seductively for the enjoyment of our host.

 

[captainb]

Sal

The elevator began its smooth ascent from the casino floor. The woman, Ronnie, was being held up by the wall and the shoulder of Oshea. She gazed back at me from under heavy-lidded eyes, a smile playing at the edges of her lips. Oshea regarded me stoically. He certainly had enough interest for this little game, and had known how to drive a bargain despite being tapped out. My share of the casino ownership included my choice of percs, and waiving a debt was one of them. Tonight's price was far more than a night of sex was normally worth, but this girl's face and body had captivated me from the moment I saw her.

The elevator broke out the roof of the ground floors and the lights of Vegas poured in through the glass front of the elevator. Ronnie gasped in awe and pressed her face against the glass. I took another opportunity to scan her figure, marvelously revealed through the clinging white dress. She was magnificently proportioned, although a little short to be a showgirl. But she didn't care about that, and for tonight, I didn't either.

She laughed and looked over her shoulder at us both. "God, this is so beautiful! Do you really live up here, Sal?"

I moved next to her and placed my hand on the small of her back, looking down into those eyes and into the deep valley between her breasts. "Yes," I replied. "And the view from my penthouse is even grander. You shall see it all." My hand slipped to her shoulder and squeezed as I smiled down at her. Oshea looked like he might be about to say something when the doors silently opened into my foyer. I ushered them in, touching a few buttons to bring up sultry illumination and background music. Large windows spanned two walls, looking down on all but a few hotels. The lights of Vegas twinkled for miles into the distance.

"Good evening, Mr. Luciano."

My guests turned to the mirrored bar. Sasha was radiant even out of her showgirl outfit, her black dress elegantly revealing. She set my drink on the bar's polished surface and smiled at the others. "What may I get for you?"

 

[SexyChele]

I didn't get tipsy often, but I had this night. Oh, yes, very - what else was there to do when you just found out you don't have a cent in the world??

As Sal punched the buttons that would take us to the very top, I found him staring at me. His eyes were deep brown, tinged with kindness, and I couldn't help but smile at him.

As the lights of Vegas poured through the elevator, I was captivated! I stared down at the brilliance that was unimaginable! My hands and face pressed against the glass like a kid in a candy shop, I vaguely felt Sal's hand on my back. As he guided it up to my shoulder, I looked up at him, wondering at just what this man did to allow him this type of luxary. I saw where his eyes were leading, but then, so did most men - it was of little consequence.

As the doors to the elevator opened, and we stepped into the penthouse apartment, my breath caught in my throat. The view was incredible! The abilty to see for miles in every direction. My heart started pounding with excitement that we would be able to spend a few hours here, relaxing in the lap of luxary!

Suddenly a voice, soft and sultry, greeted us from a corner of the room. Turning, I noticed the bar, fully stocked, and the beauty behind it offering us drinks. Smiling at the woman, I tried to make up my mind...

"Scotch and water, please."

I caught a sharp glance from Shea, and was a little confused. He had seemed distant on the elevator, and now I wondered slightly at just how we had come to be invited up here.

As my drink was handed to me, I shrugged my shoulders, and accepted it gratefully. Sipping the liquid fire, I walked to the windows and gazed at the sight below. Sal walked up behind me, and whispered into my ear the names of all the hotel/casinos he had a "stake" in. I smiled with interest, but wondered what he meant. Did he own them?

But then I looked up into those brown eyes once more, and nothing else mattered. Inviting me to have a seat, I settled into the lush, white leather sofa. Looking around at the apartment, I felt like a queen.....or at least visiting nobility.

As Shea walked over, I patted a place next to me, but he didn't sit. Scowling at him slightly, I turned my attention and smile to Sal.

"Sal, it was wonderful of you to invite us up here. Everything is just so wonderful! I'm curious, though, how did Shea and I get so lucky?"

 

[ariosto]

Shea tried not to be impressed but the luxurious penthouse, the view across the bright lights to the dark mountains and the black starry sky above needed some comment.

"Cool Pad, Sal."
Luciano smiled and nodded towards Sasha who was mixing drinks.

"Why don't you get acquainted with Shea, dear. He's a very special freind of mine."

She looked at him with a sly smile.
"And what can I make for you Mister Shea?"

Baby there's isn't anything you CANT make for me!

"How about a...scotch. Yeah scotch on the rocks."

Ronnie reached over and touched him.
"Baby you never drink scotch...it makes you...makes you..."

"Yep that's right Ron. It turns me into an ANIMAL!"

"Oh really?"
Sasha laughed as she filled his glass with ice.

Luciano put his broad arms over their shoulders and guided them out to a balcony overlooking the the miracle Mile.
"Come on out Sasha, join us please."

Sal guided Veronica to a deep blue cushioned setee and left the other one for Shea and the gorgeous bartender.

 

[Huntress]

Sasha

Sal phoned at 7:30 p.m. to say that he was sending Johnny around with the car to take me to the penthouse and "you dress to kill, doll," he said. He was all hot for a lady customer and needs me to occupy her other half for the evening. Oh, great. Another fat kingpin from New York. Just what I don't need.

I agreed because you just didn't say "No" to Salvatore Luciano and 1) still have a job or 2) have the hope of a future job or 3) need a job at all because you had stopped breathing. I put on my best phone face, smiled and told him, "Don't worry, Sal. I'll be there. When have I ever let you down?" I wouldn't dream of disappointing him. There were pretty choice rewards for doing him favors. My jewelry box, closet and bank account were proof of that.

Well, I'd better get moving. Sal hates it when his apetites are kept waiting.

I took a quick shower, pinned up my blond hair and on with the sexy black gown; lipstick, a little mascara and a quick glance at the full-length mirror tells me I'm good to go. Ya still got it, hon. Now get your fanny downstairs!

The limo is waiting with the motor running at the curb. It's a ten minute drive from my place to the Tropicana and we arrive on time. One of Mr. L's bodyguards met us at the private entrance and escorted me to the penthouse where I made myself at home. I didn't have long to wait before I heard the elevator start. I caught a glimpse of myself in the bar mirror as I moved into position to greet Sal and his guests, I had one last opportunity to make sure I looked just right. It didn't pay to disappoint Mr. L.

The elevator doors opened silently and Mr. L steps out with his guests, a pretty, curvaceous young brunette gal with blue-blue eyes (and quite a cleavage) and her boyfriend. I can see why Mr. L is interested in her, she's a looker. She was fresh, even if she was kinda tipsy, not jaded like so many of us in Glitter Gulch. Hmmm... the boyfriend's kinda cute. I might enjoy this after all.

"Good evening, Mr. Luciano," I purr in my most sultry nice-to-see-you-boss voice, sitting his drink down. Turning to the pair just emerging from the elevator, I ask "What may I get for you?"

The girl wobbles a bit, asking for a scotch and soda. Then she smiles at me. Geez, no wonder Sal's hot for her. That grin would melt an ice berg. Her boyfriend doesn't seem very keen on her notion of a drink, but lets it slide. Sal introduces him as "Shea". Funny, he doesn't look like a typical one-name tough guy. I smile and wonder how much they lost at the tables for him to give up his girl for an evening.

"What can I make for you, Mr. Shea?"

He orders a scotch rocks and it's his gal's turn to look concerned. She makes a comment about what scotch does to him and he grins at her, saying, "Yep that's right Ron. It turns me into an ANIMAL!" I can't help but smile and wonder what kind. "Oh really," I chuckle, making sure his glass is very full.

Sal walks Shea and Ron out to the balcony. It's a gorgeous warm night, just perfect for bare skin. I saunter out as Sal and Ron sit down. Shea is standing at the railing staring into the darkening sky. I move to his side and stand close enough for him to feel the skin of my upper arm next to his and whisper huskily, "Beautiful, isn't it?" As he turns his head to face me, I gaze into his eyes from under my lashes and gently put my hand over his.

 

[captainb]

Sal Luciano

Sal sat next to Ronnie on the settee, lightly brushing her hair back from her shoulder. She raised an eyebrow at this but he just smiled back, dark eyes reflecting the distant lights, totally at ease.

“How did you get so lucky?” he repeated. “Because I have seen the lights of Las Vegas for so long that I’ve become jaded. They no longer have the charm, the sparkle that they once did for me. And so when beauty strikes me, I know that it is true beauty. And I want to be near it.” He brushed the back of his fingers along her cheek. “I want to be near you.”

Ronnie’s eyes widened and she burst out laughing. Some of her drink sloshed onto Sal’s pants. She saw this and tried to apologize but dissolved again into hysterics. Sal sat back and shook his head with a smile, looking over at Shea and Sasha.

“Oh..oh, Sal I’m s-sorr…” Ronnie managed to sputter out before another wave of laughter overtook her. Shea looked like he was about to come over, but Sasha had her hand on his arm and was talking quietly. Sal took Ronnie’s glass and set it on the table next to her, then he took her hands in his and squared himself before her.

“Ronnie,” he said, “it’s okay. Now calm down and I’ll tell you why we’re here.” She tried to look serious. He spoke quietly. “Shea had a run of bad luck in my casino, as you may already know. Normally, not being able to pay your debt means that we would call the police.” Ronnie blinked and her smile started to fade. “But he and I talked, and we worked out an arrangement. In exchange for keeping the police out of this, I have invited you both up here to keep Sasha and myself company for the night.” He reached out again and stroked her cheek, letting his fingers trail over her jaw. His other hand brought hers to rest on his thigh. “I want you to keep me company for the night.”

She looked at Shea and back to Sal, lost in thought for a moment.

 

[SexyChele]

His hands on my back and cheek were starting to feel oh so very, very good. As Sal talked of the debt Shea ran up, calling the police, my body went cold.

With his final words, I felt suddenly sober. I looked at Shea and then back at Sal, thinking about what was just said.

"So, I've been sold?"

I looked at Sal, doubt clouding my eyes. I felt his fingers lightly trace my jaw until he was running a finger around my lips.

"No, not sold. I could 'buy' any woman on the street out there. I wanted to experience your company for the evening. Taking care of your boyfriend's debt was a way of expressing my gratitude."

I look up at him, and his eyes capture mine and hold them. I feel as though I could not turn away, even if I wanted to. I feel myself drawn to this man - his sophistication, the power that seems to radiate from him. I vaguely notice that my hand is on his thigh, but I begin to run my hand along the length of it, making my way up to his groin, but not quite allowing myself the opportunity to go much further. Glancing down briefly, I can see plainly the bulge building in his pants. As I look up into his eyes, I feel his hand gently on the back of my neck, pulling me towards him.

In an instant I consider calling off the whole deal - telling Sal I just can't do it.

But then his lips meet mine, and I find myself consumed fully by him.

 

[ariosto]

Shea's arm slides around her waist, and he steals a sidelong look into the plunging neckline of the tight black dress. He likes what he sees a lot.

"Beautiful isn't it?"

"They sure are."

Was it the catch in his voice that made her turn those deep blue eyes on him, turning him to jello?
For one of the few times in his life, he could not find a 'line' to use on a dame. As it turned out he didn't need one.

"Sal...Mister Luciano, said that I was yours tonight. What would you like to do?"

Her voice was sweet as cotton candy and Shea wanted first of all to swallow her whole.

A soft mewing moan told him that Ronnie and Sal were already on course for the night, so what the hell...

"ahhhh...How about..."
"We start like this?"
She finished for him by coming over, reaching around him, running her long lovely fingers through his hair, pushing one shapely knee between his legs, pressing her pert breasts against his chest and kissing him.
A very, very long kiss, that included, nails against his scalp, a leg gently rubbing his cock, nipples stiffening against his own, and a sensuous exploration by Sasha's sweet serpent tongue.

When they finally broke, Shea was hard as a stallion and as wild as a Stag in rut.

 

[captainb]

Sal

Sal's lips touched Ronnie's briefly, his tongue flicking along their edge. He tasted the whiskey and felt her fingers tighten on his thigh. He pressed forward, their lips meeting harder now, her mouth opening for him and their tongues touching, their wet roughness swirling over each other. He felt himself stiffen, his cock pushing long down the length of his boxers. One arm wrapped around her shoulders as his hand rose to her cleavage. He let it drop between those soft globes, their fullness pressing on him as he gently squeezed back. The tip of his growing cock touched the edge of her hand and her fingers opened then closed around its girth, rubbing over the cloth as she started to stroke him.

She moaned softly in his mouth. His kisses trailed over her chin and down her neck, her head thrown back in acceptance against the back of the blue couch as she continued fondling his erection. Sal slid the edge of her dress off of her shoulder, his lips following its edge down over the swell of her breast until her nipple appeared, dark in the twilight against her pale skin. Its hard tip brushed over his lips, and he nuzzled it for a moment before opening his mouth and drawing her in, feeling the thick stiff bud rolling over his tongue and against his teeth. Her hand rose between his legs and cupped him as he pushed up on her breast, letting her bulge against his face as he suckled her deeply.

 

[SexyChele]

His lips on my breasts, nuzzling then sucking, were expert and skilled. Soft and gentle alternating with nipping bites, caused my breath to catch and my head to spin slightly.

I moved my hand up his thigh until I felt the bulge of his arousal beneath my hand. Stroking him over his pants, I feel his urgency at my breast, and lean into his mouth wanting to fill his mouth and increase my pleasure with him. Working slowly, I unbutton and unzip his pants, and reaching in I easily extract his erection. Holding him between my palms, I caress him, tracing his cock with my fingers, and am pleasantly amazed at what I feel.

Moaning softly against his shoulder, I wrap my hand around his cock as I move my other hand lower and cup his balls. Squeezing, stroking, kneading, I move my hands over him feeling him swell beneath my hands. I smile as I feel him suckle even harder, arching my back even further.

With one hand I caress the side of his face and with the other I trace his spine, letting my fingers feel the muscles in his back. Reaching to the front, I begin to unbutton his shirt, opening it to feel his chest and abs, running my hands over his body. Oh yes, I must have this man, and now.

I start to move under him, to sink down onto the couch, but he lifts his head and looks at me.

"No, not here. We'll go into my private room."

Standing up, he lifts me into his arms as though I weigh nothing, and quickly walks to another part of the apartment. Opening the door, I see that it is just as beautifully decorated as the rest of the apartment.

"I didn't say anything to your boyfriend, but I will say it to you. I like to have a woman in a certain kind of way, and I hope that you would be open to that."

I look up at him as he sets me down and moves over to the bed. From seemingly out of nowhere, leather cuffs appear at the head and foot of the bed, before he returns to me. Grabbing my shoulders, he looks at me, an unasked question between us.

"Yes, I'm open - "

Once agains his hands and lips find my breasts as I lean into him my hands once more encircling his erection and stroking him. With his lips on my body, I don't care what he does to me. I just have to have this man....

 

[captainb]

Sal

Her hands were all over him. Sal had become used to the showgirls who gave him what they thought he wanted, but the fact that this girl, this woman wanted him as he did her aroused him powerfully. He cupped her breasts together as they kissed, her hands stroking his cock continually. His breathing became ragged, and he suddenly picked Ronnie up and tossed her on the bed. She squealed in surprise and he was on her in a flash. His legs straddled her chest as he grasped one wrist and fastened the cuff on it. His erection bobbed over her face as he did so, and she reached for it with her tongue, licking his balls and the underside of his shaft. He cuffed her other hand and moved away, loving how she tried to follow with her mouth. He quickly fastened her ankles, finally standing back and regarding her with satisfaction.

Sal slowly moved around the bed as he undressed, enjoying her watching him. He knew he had a good body and a large cock, and now he stood next to her in full display. She licked her lips and whispered, "I want it, I want to suck that cock." He climbed on her again, legs astride her chest, her still-covered breasts pushed up between his thighs as his erection hovered over them. Sal leaned forward and said with an evil smile, "Don't worry, I'll buy you one even better." Then he grabbed the front of her dress and tore it open, buttons flying and cloth ripping as her body was bared.

He moved up, sitting now on her belly as he palmed her full tits. He placed his cock between them and slowly drove forward, the swollen head rising out of her cleavage to drag over her chin and lips. Her tongue snaked out, licking at it with each thrust as he continued to fuck her tits. Sal stopped and eased his body up, bringing his cock nearer her face. He squeezed the base and pushed up, a clear droplet of precum oozing out of the tip. Ronnie licked it off, letting the liquid flow over her tongue and, finally, Sal lay his cock onto her lips. She opened wide and he slid inside her mouth as she began to suck. God, she knows what she's doing! he thought. Her mouth was like magic, and she licked and sucked his erection like a starving woman. He reached behind himself and found her pussy, open and drenched. She was literally flowing, he could hear her juices sloshing as he slid two, then three fingers into her. She groaned, watching him raise his fingers and suck them, his cock pulsing more precum into her mouth.

 

[Huntress]

Sasha

"I like animals, Shea. They crave attention... stroking..." Sasha growled softly as her thigh pressed against his throbbing hard-on. Running her fingernails over his shirted chest, she discovered his sensitive nipples and rubbed the tip of her index fingers around each aureola in lazy circles. She kissed him again, deeply, her probing tongue exploring the tender skin of his inner lips, his tongue, with tantalizing deliberation.

She gingerly shifted her weight onto the settee, rising just enough to bring her full breasts level with Shea’s ready mouth. As he took each one in hand, she arched her back and reached down behind to rake the stiff denim covering his cock with her fingernails. He shivered, pushing her bodice away, sucking her erect nipples eagerly, one arm supporting the small of her back.

Heat surged through her belly, spreading to her already moist pussy. her breathing rapid in response to Shea’s ministrations. She moaned and brought her leg up to straddle his lap. Looking down, her eyes widened as she saw that he was near to bursting out of his jeans. With a smile like a cat in a sunny window, she quickly released the full glory of his erection. The engorged shaft moved as if it had a mind of it’s own, throbbing, rising and falling in its silken splendor.

Slowly Sash moved off of Shea’s lap and stood, the starry desert sky gently limning her voluptuous form. She unzipped the gown and it slithered to the deck, revealing all her charms. Shapely ankles, legs firm and well-honed by years of dancing, luscious hips crowned by a slender waist and round, full breasts. She leaned against the railing and beckoned Shea to join her.

 

[SexyChele]

As Sal's cock filled my mouth, I tasted the pre-cum and started to suck lightly at first, almost teasingly. Feeling his fingers dipping deep into my pussy, hearing my own juices, made me start to suck harder, my tongue darting and licking the shaft. As I watched him lick my juices off of his fingers, I felt as though I would burst.

I wanted so badly to touch this man, to feel his body with my hands, fingers, but the restraints held me firm. I felt myself pulling against them, and noticed his eyes dart to my wrists occasionally and return to me with a smile as he moved his hips towards my eager and willing mouth.

Moaning loudly, knowing the sound would add vibration to his cock, I moved my head as much as possible. But he kept pushing deeper and deeper, filling my mouth so completely that I could feel his cock on the back of my throat. Looking up at him, trying to convey to him with just my eyes how much I wanted him, how much I enjoyed what I was doing to him. I felt his hips start to move against my mouth, as his fingers traced the sides of my face. His touch was soft - almost as a lover's - causing me to cry out around his cock.

Suddenly his hands held my face firm between his, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth, my own tongue barely able to keep up. I felt his cock swell against my tongue, and knew he was ready to fill my mouth with his sweet, delicious cream.

Relaxing the muscles in my throat, my tongue darting over his cock, my lips increasing their suction, I waited for the first burst of his cum on my tongue....

 

[captainb]

Sal

Almost too late, Sal pulled away from Ronnie's hungry mouth. He had other plans, and while it would have been fantastic to spray inside her wet lips, it was too soon. His cock pulsed, very near the edge, but he just let her watch the drops of precum trickle out as he regained control.

He slid down between her legs and positioned his straining cock at the edge of her pussy. Her mound was swollen, the lips of her cunt red and spread open as he swirled the tip of his cock between them, moistening it with her juices. She panted, looking at him in desire, and he leaned forward and growled, "Now I'm going to fuck you!" And he pushed, his cock sliding halfway into her in one wet stroke. She cried out and humped her hips against him, trying to wrap her legs around his waist. He withdrew, then slammed into her deeply, completely filling her with his thick meat, its edge sliding against her erect clit. Sal fastened his lips over her nipple, sucking hard as he pistoned in and out of her pussy, both of them now grunting in ecstacy. He felt her cunt tighten, and then it seemed an electric shock coursed through her as her orgasm hit. Her pussy became impossibly wetter, he could feel the hot liquid squirting out with each deep stroke, trickling over his balls and underneath her ass.

She may have still been coming, he didn't know, but he knew it was time for his prize. Reaching back, he loosened the straps holding her ankles and raised her legs high and wide. His cock slipped out of her and hung, suspended like a crane, over her belly, glistening with her love juice. He raised her legs even higher and wider, the pink bud of her ass now visible. He pressed his cock down and slowly, oh so slowly, his lubricated length began to enter her ass inch by inch. Ronnie moaned and writhed, and Sal kept pushing until he was buried inside her, that incredible tightness squeezing his cock, her pussy wide open and wet just above it, liquid still flowing out and down to keep them both lubricated. He withdrew to the tip, then pushed forward, filling her again as he started his pumping, fucking her ass deep and hard.

 

[ariosto]

Shea

Shea hesitated only long enough to shed his jeans and shorts. The cool desert air didn't seem to inhibit Sasha, and damned if he'd let it inhibit him.
He looked at her leaning on the railing, haloed in the vericolored neon glow of the City and topped by a night full of stars.

"Damn!", he thought.
"What a great place to fuck."

He stood behind her and put his hands on her narrow waist... ran it down her hips.
"Sasha, I hear dancers have very strong legs."
"Is that true?"
The last is breathed against the nape of her neck and she feels his muscled chest against her back...feels his rigid cock against her...

...ass, Oh sweet Jesus what an ass. Perfect curves, firm enough to bounce a nickle off of!

Shea melts and flows, her reply of "Feel them for yourself lover." adding fuel to the fire of his lustful intentions.

His hands slide down her legs and he follows them with small light kisses lowering down her back and spine. Her thighs are firm, he can feel the articulation of muscle under the cool flesh,
His lips follow the delicious curve of her ass and pause at the crease of buttock and thigh, to kiss and lick and kiss and lick some more.

Sasha sighs and spreads her legs. He feels her thighs tense beneath his hands. He squeezes them
and slides his hands lightly across the back to the sensitive flesh inside.
She angles forward slightly and Shea finds his mouth warmed by the heat of her sex.
Slipping his hand around her leg, his fingers play
across the swell of her mons and dip down like deep sea divers, searching for the hidden pearl.

A tentatve exploration by his tongue finds the cleft of her pussy and he uses it to lick open the secret folds and touch the sweet petals of her
sex.

A meteor falls in the far distance...

 

[SexyChele]

Just as I thought I would be able to taste Sal's cum, he pulled his cock quickly from my mouth, and moved lower. As his cock pushed against my cunt, I found myself begging for him to enter me, to fuck me. Finally, I feel him enter me, pumping full force into my wet pussy. Again, I strain against the restraints, again I wish I could touch this man.

As my hips strain to meet him, both of us grunting, I feel my orgasm build until I can not longer resist it. Allowing myself to slip over the edge, I let the waves of pleasure take me along on their journey - cresting and falling - vaguely hearing my own voice cry out at the pleasure, and feel my body writhing with pleasure.

As if in a fog, I feel Sal pull out of me, and I try to search my brain to remember if he had cum while I was in the throes of passion. Suddenly I feel him releasing my ankles, and I look up curiously. As he lifts me higher and higher, I begin to smile wondering what he might do.

As his cock brushes against my tightest opening, I gasp in anticipation. I had only had this a couple of times before, and still got nervous.

Yet, Sal was gentle, and moved very slowly, taking his time, gaughing my reaction. MY moans and pulls against the wrist restraints echoed my encouragement - desiring him to fill me completely and fully. As he withdrew, and I felt his cock slid out of me, I groaned - until his slid back into me, filling me completely.

Before long his cock was pumping my ass, and I started to writhe and grind my hips beneath him. Bending my knees over his shoulders, I move, trying to feel him going deeper. For each of his thrusts, I raise my hips to meet it, feeling him sink deeper into me.

Pulling my wrists hard against the cuffs, I look up into Sal's eyes, lust filling my own.

"Oh, Sal, yes, YES! Fuck my ass - hard, deep, fast! Oh, please, don't stop!"

 

[captainb]

Sal

Ronnie gasped, "Oh, Sal, yes, YES! Fuck my ass - hard, deep, fast! Oh, please, don't stop!" Her hair was wild, lips pulled back almost in a snarl as his cock slammed into her ass harder and faster. Her tits were bouncing feverishly, rolling in circles under his sweating chest. His balls suddenly pulled up tight at the sight of this vision of lust, and he popped his prick out of her as the first thick spray arced out onto her belly. He groaned and gripped his cock, pumping as another load of cum blasted out, this one spraying onto her tits, running over their round edges and dripping down her side. She looked at his jerking cock, the lust palpable in he face. His free hand touched her pussy, the liquid flesh opening freely under his hand and he convulsed again, this time ejaculating a great gob that splashed across her lips and cheek. Her tongue snaked out to taste it as his final pumps slowed, his other hand still rubbing up and down her pussy lips as her hips humped back against his fingers. She cried out and pushed hard against him, trembling as another wave ripped through her loins and he felt a fresh hot flow from her cunt.

He collapsed next to Ronnie, sweat pouring from them both. He reached up and unclipped the two ties, freeing her hands. Sal pulled her close, feeling his spunk squish between them as her cum-covered face turned to his. His eyes searched hers for a moment, then he kissed her hard, tasting himself in her mouth. They lay together silently, feeling each others heartbeat slowly return to normal.

 

[SexyChele]

The rythmic pounding of Sal's cock in my ass brings forth a pleasure only few women ever get to know. That pleasure was coursing through my body, setting every nerve on fire, and causing my body to scream for more. My hands ached to touch him, yet the restraints heightened the adventure.

As he continued, my brain was consumed with pleasure, concentrating on him movements, the way he kept slamming into my ass. And then I felt him pull out -

When I looked down, his hot, sticky cum was shooting from the tip of his cock, covering my body and reaching up to my face. Without my hands to help, I tried to move my head to drink up the cum as it landed on my chin, my cheeks, my lips. Tasting his salty cream as his fingers dipped into my pussy, my ass still throbbing from the beating it had just taken, pushed me over the edge as once more an orgasm took my body to the highest peaks. Crying out as my body shook and quivered, my hips writhing under his touch, until I lay there spent but happy.

Eyes closed, I felt his weight shift on the bed, the release of my wrists from their bounds. As he pulled me to him, feeling his arms wrap around me, his lips on mine, I clung to him, finally able to touch and stroke his skin and body. Returning his kisses, trying to convey to him through this simple action the intensity of what had just transpired.

As we lay there, our hands stroking and caressing one another, a smile crossed my lips and I gave Sal a quick squeeze. He gives me a quick kiss on the nose, then gets up and disappears behind a door.

When he returns, he brings a warm, moist towel, and 2 drinks. Sitting up for him, he gently wipes my body with towel - discovering a couple of ticklish spots along the way, causing me to break out in peals of laughter.

Offering me a drink, we sit together looking at each other, smiling and sharing small talk. I feel his arm go around my shoulders as I settle against his chest.

"Sal"

"Ummmm?

"That was great. I really enjoyed myself."

"Yes, so did I."

His lips met my forehead, and I placed my glass on the table by the bed, and began to stroke his body once more. As my hand slid along his cock, I could feel him start to harden, just a bit. I traced his cock with my fingers, feeling the pulse within. I look up into his eyes, eyes dark with lust, challenging me.

 

[captainb]

Sal

Her fingertips lightly tickled the underside of his cock. It responded fairly quickly, lengthening as they watched until it lay hard stretching above his navel.

"What the hell are you doing to me?" he asked, stroking her hair.

She winked and licked at his nipple. "It's just a stress test. Looks like you pass pretty well!"

He chuckled and pulled her up into a soul kiss. His hand caressed the freshly washed globe of her tit, tweaking at the nipple which had sprung back into life. She responded by squeezing his shaft, gripping hard at the base and pushing up so a clear droplet of precum grew at the tip. Her thumb rubbed the liquid over his glans, causing the rod to jump in her hand. She leaned over and licked at the head, washing the salty taste off before opening her mouth and slowly drawing him inside.

He leaned back, watching her head bobbing in his lap as he stroked her back. Sal had his choice of any working girl in several casinos. There were a few he preferred over others, but none that he wanted to settle down with. How could he possibly choose a single woman out of all that passed through his bed? But he sure wished that this one would stick around. He felt her mouth open wide and descend, finally to close around somewhere near the base of his cock. He could feel the back of her throat, could see how wide her jaws were stretched under the loose hair that covered her face. Maybe she'd like a job here. Not as a showgirl, but there were other, better jobs. She might...oooh, yeah..... maybe she'd check with...... oh man, this girl knows how to suck.....

He gripped her ass, feeling the firm muscles there, and reached between her thighs to feel her pussy. Her legs opened willingly, and his cock throbbed in her mouth as he again felt the moistness of her desire.

 

[SexyChele]

As his cock swelled against my tongue, I was amazed at how quickly he could once again rise to the occasion. My moans of pleasure could only convey the fact that I was enjoying the taste and feel of him greatly. As I stroked his erection firmly from the base, I felt the pre-cum coat my tongue, delighting in the taste.

My hand reached up and cupped his balls, already retracting into his body. Running my fingers over the delicate sac, feeling the spongy firmness, and raking my nails lightly over the skin - hearing Sal gasp as he inserted his fingers deeper into my wetness.

Taking his arousal out of my mouth, I moved lower, licking the sac that contained his balls, drawing them into my mouth to suck and lick. Running my fingers lower, I lightly brushed the skin between his balls and anus - allowing just enough sensation to drive him crazy. I feel his hand on the back of my head, running his fingers through my hair, pressing down lightly. Licking and sucking, I work my way around his balls and back up his cock. Circling the head with my tongue, teasing him as I look up into his eyes and see the lust and desire burning there.

His fingers are working magic with my sex, causing me to squirm and move against him. Making my way back up his body, I reach his mouth, kissing him deeply. I feel his hands running up and down my body, his cock throbbing and jumping against my belly.

I pull away slowly, and smile at him as I move away. Moving up towards the head of the bed, I grab a couple of pillows, and getting on my knees, I place my head down on the pillow, my knees curled underneath me, ass pointing up in the air as if in challenge. I feel Sal run his hands along my body, before I feel his weight shift the bed and I feel him between my thigs. His hands on my ass, spreading me open for him. As I feel his cock rubbing against the juices of my pussy, I grab the headboard, my face on the pillow, preparing to be opened once more...

 

[captainb]

Sal was riotously happy. The wanton lust of this woman had reawakened his erection faster than any of his showgirls had ever done. Such a body! Such stamina! And Ronnie was awesome too!

He paused and gazed at her sprawled before him, perfectly round ass high and awaiting like an offering, her hair tousled over the pillow, one eye peeking lasciviously at him over her shoulder. He caressed her butt with both hands, the toned flesh firm under his fingers rising to an hourglass waist that he now gripped as he settled between her spread legs. His erection needed no guidance; he simply leaned forward and it slipped between her pussy lips with ease, sliding halfway inside as her eyes closed and her fingers clutched the pillows. He pulled out to the tip, then pushed steadily back until his balls pressed up tight against her clit. She squeezed him and he grunted, surprised at her strength. She was incredibly tight, amazingly wet, astoundingly hot around his cock. He slid back and pounded forward again, beginning a slow fucking that started the bed rocking. Gripping her ass for balance, he swirled himself inside her, long strokes between a series of short fast ones, slow slides out followed by fast slams into her, and when she seemed on the edge he would stop, feeling her cunt pulse and massage his cock, before pulling completely out to slide his oiled prick between her ass cheeks while she bucked her ass trying to get him back inside and then, re-entering her so slowly, feeling her yield to every inch as they joined again.

 

[SexyChele]

This time was no disappointment either. As Sal moved between my thighs, the series of movments - slow, fast, allowing me to feel him - only heightened my awareness of him and what he was doing.

Teasing my with his body, causing me to moan every time I felt him leave my body and run his cock against my ass, my brain on fire with want and need. Clutching the headboard to steady myself, my head resting on the pillow where I am able to open my eyes and watch his movments over my body. I feel his hands around my waist, watch his face a mask of ecstacy, see his hips begin to move to a faster beat.

Moving my hand lower on my body, I find my clit is swollen and extended - aching to be touched, rubbed, released. Moving lower, I feel his cock sliding in and out of my cunt, feel the my wetness on him as he slides out. Captivated by the feeling, I let my fingers feel him stroking my pussy, realizing how mezmorizing that must look to a man. Moving my hand forward, I start to rub my clit, at first slowly, teasingly, just as Sal is fucking me. But as he starts to see what I'm doing, he increases his movments, and I start to mimic that increase with my hand.

I can feel the orgasm building, from deep within me - aching to be released, aching to surface. My hand moves faster, as I groan in to the pillow. Suddenly, I feel a weight on my back and realize that he is bending over me now, his hips pumping furiously. I feel one of his hands reach around and grasp a taut and hardened nipple between his fingers as he pulls and twists it, causing those light shooting pains to course pleasantly through my body.

No longer able to deny it, my orgasm springs forth, washing over me until I can no longer think or concentrate on anything else. I hear some one screaming and suddenly realize that it is me. I feel my body shudder and shake, as my breathing becomes ragged and shallow, my body bucking wildly. I can feel my cunt clamping down hard on Sal's cock, and know he must be near spilling his cum deep within me.