Sinnndy Does Vegas
Date: 27.01.2010
Keywords: Sinnndy, Does, Vegas,
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She turned around, and gave me a big kiss, as we lay on the bed, caressing each other"s faces and stroking each other"s hair. She then got up, walked over to a table in the room, came back to the bed, and handed me a card, it had her pager number on it. She said, "the next time you are coming to Vegas, give me advance notice, and I will show you a great time. With that, she helped me put back on my dress, gave me a big deep kiss, took my hand, and led me out of the room. The men who had watched our show had disappeared except for Billy and the manager, Joe. Misty gave Billy a kiss on the cheek and said "see ya next time Billy", waved to me, and walked away. Joe, took my hand, and softly kissed it. He then stuck some bills in my hand and told me any time I was in town and wanted to make some money, to just give him a call. I looked at the bills in my hand, 5 twenties. I had made almost $500 that evening.
Billy took my hand, kissed me on the forehead, led me out of the club, and into the limo. He grabbed a couple of beers, opened them and handed me one. What a day I thought, we hadn"t even gambled yet, and I was beat. I placed my head on Billy"s shoulder, and slowly sipped my beer. He stroked my hair, giving small kisses on my head. It was a nice ending to a terrific and wild day.
We were about a block away from the hotel when the limo pulled over. Billy told me we were going to take a short walk, to get some fresh air. I figured since we were really close, that it was a nice touch. We walked hand and hand towards the Bellagio, it was about two in the morning, and both sides of the streets had a surprising amount of people walking and standing around, Las Vegas is the city that never sleeps. There are no clocks inside of the casinos; they don"t want you to know what time it is, they figure, you have the rest of your lives to sleep, and they are right. We reached the long walkway that leads to the Bellagio, when Billy pulled me close to him, and started french kissing me. Reaching under my short dress, fondling my ass, and fingering my pussy. I was getting wet again, and I love showing off in public.
Billy pulled my dress up over my ass, fondling it with both hands. People were walking right by us, staring and shaking their heads in amazement. One of Billy"s hands left my ass, as he unzipped, and lowered his pants. He lifted me up in the air, while we kissed passionately. I had my arms around his neck as he placed his cock into my ready and waiting pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist as Billy started drilling into me, grabbing my hips, pulling them into his, and then away from him, in and out, what a spectacle we must have been. People had stopped walking past us, we were drawing a crowd, and they were cheering us on. Billy looked at a couple of young men and said, "go ahead, fondle her ass if you"d like". That turned me on even more, and Billy was really pounding me. One brave soul came behind me and started feeling my ass, squeezing it, and then he touched my asshole, sending shivers up and down my spine. There were probably 30 people watching us now, lots of people yelling, "fuck her, yeahhhh", and other things like that. It was a crazy scene, and one of the wildest things that we had tried in public.
I could tell Billy was getting close, and I told him I was thirsty. He lowered me to my feet, and I went down to my knees taking his hard cock into my mouth, sucking for all I was worth. Billy told me later that he gave the guy fondling my ass and his buddy the high sign, because I suddenly felt fingers probing my pussy and asshole at the same time. As Billy came in my mouth with great force, one of the guys started playing with my clit, taking me over the edge, making me orgasm like never before. When I have sex in public, I can cum from just the slightest touch, it"s so dangerous and risky; you can get arrested or even hurt, depending on where you are. That"s how we keep things fresh, doing the unexpected, surprising each other by being bold and risky.
After cleaning Billy"s penis, I took the guys fingers that were playing with my private"s, and cleaned them too. I gave them both a big french kiss and thanked them for helping me cum. All the while people were walking up to Billy, giving him high fives and slapping his back. We walked into the Bellagio talking with our new friends, said our good nights to them, and went to the elevator knowing these people now had a story to tell their friends, that no one would believe.
We got to our room, and Billy asked me if I wanted to go back downstairs to gamble. I told him that I was beat, but that he should go down and have fun. I made him promise that he would let me sleep for at least 8 hours, and that there would be no more surprises tonight, he agreed and went off to gamble. I flopped onto the bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I"m sure I had a huge smile on my face.
True to his word, Billy let me sleep in, no wake up calls and no sexual interruptions. He was even super quiet when he came back from the casino. He wanted to wake me up to tell me he had won 5 thousand, but knowing how beat I was, he let me sleep. I woke up refreshed and ready, I looked over at Billy, he was also awake. "So, any big plans for me today? I inquired. He had a big smile on his face, "well, topping last night would be pretty hard, but I do have something interesting planned for this evening. First things first, we have to be out of the hotel by one, so we better get a move on". "What"s the attire for this afternoon? I asked. "Same as yesterday, shorts and T-shirt, dress comfortable. Wear gym shoes today" He replied. "Are we going to run a marathon?" I asked. "You will see". He said.
We showered and cleaned up, put clothes on, and we were out the door in a flash. This was the longest period without sex since we started the trip, and that was okay with me, my poor pussy and asshole needed a rest. I was a little sore, but I knew that I would be getting some more pounding later that night. Billy is relentless that way, he likes to push me to see how far I will go, and so far, I have never said no to anything. We went down to the lower parking garage in the Bellagio, where there was another van waiting for us. There was no advertisement on the van, so I didn"t have a clue where we were going. We picked up some other people at some of the other casinos on the strip, and headed for the airport.
We pulled up to a building on the airport grounds and went inside. It was then that I realized we were going to take a helicopter tour of the Grand Canyon. I had never been in a helicopter before, and all I could think of was Stevie Ray Vaughn at Alpine Valley in Wisconsin, where he died in a helicopter crash after a concert. I"m not a great flyer in the first place, and I was nervous, but wouldn"t outwardly show it. In our group were 20 people. We got on scales so that they could split us up by weight to even things out. Billy and I got sat in the back seat with an extremely good looking man, he was about 25, a surfer type from California, just over 6 feet tall, thin, but a really nice looking body. He had long blond hair, big blue eyes, his name was Shane. He had two buddies who sat in the front with the pilot, they were both good looking surfer types too. They both had blond hair and blue eyes, and were not as tall as Shane, but one of them, Tyler, was a body builder, I thought steroids for sure, he was really built. The other guy, Ronny, was about 5-7, thin and wiry, and was the best looking of all. A full, gorgeous head of blond hair, and a models face. The pilot"s name was Jeff Chandler, a good-looking man with white hair, and a goatee, he flew copters in Viet Nam, and had been flying for his current company for over 5 years.
There were three other copters, all filled with 5 passengers, and flown by pilots who had also flown in the war. They were all very experienced and all very good looking, I don"t think I have ever seen a really bad looking pilot. Like athletes, they all have a certain confident look and demeanor which I like in a man. A confident man is usually a better lover, unafraid to explore new techniques and positions, and always willing to take charge. The copters took off one by one, we had big headphones with microphones attached on our heads, which we had to wear because it was really loud without them, and when they were on, the pilot could point out the scenic attractions, and was the only way everyone could talk to each other. The Captain told us that it would take about 45 minutes to get to the canyon. We flew over the Hoover dam, I remember seeing it when I was 12 on a family trip. He also pointed out the only nude beach in Nevada; I looked over to Billy, smiled and said, "We have to check that place out some time". We also saw some of the old trails that wagon trains took in the 1800"s. It was really beautiful up there. It was a nice sunny day, in the low 80"s, visibility was perfect, and I was no longer nervous. Captain Chandler had a nice calming way about him, he was very reassuring.
We were now nearing the South entrance of the Canyon, it was really a beautiful sight as we neared the mountains. We don"t have any mountains in Chicago, we don"t even have any big hills. I had seen the Grand Canyon once, on that same trip my family took when I was 12. What a great idea Billy had, going on this tour. I snuck my hand into Billy"s shorts giving his cock a playful squeeze. His cock jumped a little bit, and then started to grow in my hand, as I started to jerk him off. He gave me a look which told me, don"t make me mess my shorts up again, and I gave him a playful smile. It was very hard to hear on the copter without speaking into the mike on the headphones, and of course, we didn"t want to share what we were doing with the rest of the group. I was now fondling Billy"s ball sack as he was lying back, enjoying the ride.
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Keywords: Sinnndy, Does, Vegas,