What Happens in Vegas

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Trish crossed her long smooth legs and giggled as she tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear. She leaned in closer and placed her hand on his leg, “tell me more” she smiled. Mike finished his story and ordered another round of drinks. Trish looked around and saw her friends gathered around the table frowning at her, “I would love to stay and chat a little more Mike, but it’s a girl’s weekend in Vegas!”

“Well, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” he smiled and his hand toyed with the hem of her short skirt, brushing against her tan thighs.

Trish smiled at him, his touch felt electric. “I would like to see where this leads, but I am on vacation with my friends and we promised no hook-ups this weekend!” She grabbed a napkin and wrote her number on it and slid it in his front pocket, “Here’s my number though, maybe I can extend my stay for an extra day.” Trish locked eyes with Mike.

“There is something you could do,” Mike leaned in closer, Trish could smell his cologne and a shiver ran down her spine, wow, he was such a fox, she thought. “Before you leave tonight with your friends, you could give me your panties.” He followed this request with a wink and a little smile. Trish looked at him with raised eyebrows, she was currently wearing her favorite pair of hot pink boy shorts, her lucky panties.

“I love these panties” she half giggled, “It will be hard to part with them, let me think about it and get back to my friends.” She hopped off the bar stool with a wink and a wiggle and went back to her friends. The women ordered another round of shots and continued to gossip and dance among themselves.

“hey, I’m going to use the restroom before we leave,” Trish said, excusing herself from the group. She slipped into casino siteleri a small stall and locked the door. I’ve got to be crazy, am i seriously considering giving a man I just met my panties?! She sighed as another tingle ran over her body as she thought how hot Mike was and how naughty she would feel if she went out in public with her short skirt and no panties. Trish’s hand snaked a trail down her torso and toward her smooth thighs; it slipped in between and under the leg band of her panties. Her finger was instantly covered in her slippery juices. God, I had no idea how horny I am! Her finger traced the outline of her lips and pressed against her swollen clit, a soft moan slipped out of her mouth and hung in the stale bathroom air. She leaned against the stall door as her finger circled in a clockwise motion, Trish propped her left leg on the toilet seat as she continued to rub, it felt so wrong to be touching herself in a dirty public bathroom, but chatting with Mike got her so hot, her arousal was coating her panties and hand as she fingered herself.

The outer door opened, “Trish, are you okay, it’s been a few minutes, we are getting worried!” her friend’s voice interrupted her reverie.

“I’ll be out in a minute, I’m fine!” Trish leaned back against the stall, the moment had passed and she was left in mild frustration, she felt all antsy and unresolved. Without thinking, she pulled down her panties, the crotch was covered in a thin film of her juices. She slipped them down her legs, and folded them as small as she could get them. Trish straitened her skirt and went back into the bar. As she passed Mike, she grabbed his hand and slipped him her panties. “A gift for you,” she smiled and went to catch up with her friends.

As canlı casino they walked down the street to the next bar, Trish could feel the cool air play with her genitals. Her thighs were moist with her fluid and she was aware of how swollen her clit was as her thighs rubbed against each other as she walked. She had never done anything like that before and it had completely turned her on. As they entered the next club, Trish was hyper aware of how bare she was under her skirt, she made a beeline for the bar as her friends ordered the first round of shots. She knocked one back and hit the dance floor grinding with her friends and letting the music roll over her body.

She felt a man behind her, his hardness pressed into her lower back as she ground back into him. His warm breath filled her ear as he leaned into her and whispered “those panties are so sexy, baby, you smell so good on them.” A fresh wave of tingles emanated from Trish’s belly to her fingers and toes. “You followed me?” she asked as her body moved in rhythm with his. Her thighs were soaked as her arousal dripped down her legs. Trish turned to face Mike and danced a little closer, pressing her pelvis into his. His hands rested on her lower back drawing her closer.

“My friends would never let me go home with you,” she whispered into his ear.

“It’s okay, there are other ways to connect tonight while you still honor the no hook-up pact you made with your friends” he smiled a playful smile and squeezed her butt. A faster song came on and they reluctantly broke apart. Mike excused himself to go to the bathroom. Trish longingly looked after him. Her need was immediate, she looked around and all of her friends were busy drinking and dancing to notice kaçak casino her. Trish sneaked off the dance floor and towards the restrooms. She slipped into the men’s restroom; it appeared to be empty except for the last stall in the back. She recognized Mike’s shoes. She went up to the stall and peeked in. Mike was stroking a thick 6 inch hard-on while pressing her panties to his nose. She slipped her hand up her skirt and started to rub her clit. She leaned against the wall, “I can see you, Mike, I’m so turned on by you.”

The stall door opened and Mike said “show me.” His voice was thick with desire. Trish walked closer to him invading his stall. She propped her left leg on his lap and spread her glistening thighs a bit so he could see how aroused she was. His stroking sped up a bit as she continued to press her clit. She slid a finger down into her opening moaning at how good is felt to be here, in this tiny stall masturbating with a hot stranger. “I’m…I’m going to cum!” she gasped.

“Me too!” Mike grunted. The air was thick with the scent of desire and sweat. Trish increased the speed of her rubbing. Mike positioned her right over his cock and continued to stroke. “I can’t stand this!” Trish moaned, “I need to fuck you!”

“No!” He gasped, “Keep your pact with your friends but don’t stop touching yourself, it’s so hot, I am ready to explode.”

Trish’s body felt full of electricity. She started to shake and moan. As her body went rigid with climax, Mike grunted loudly and spurted streams of hot cum all over Trish’s wet pussy. As Trish came down, she took in her surroundings; small stall in the men’s bathroom of a random club in Vegas with a foxy stranger. Mike stood up and pulled her close, kissing her deeply. “Thanks, baby, that was so hot!” she whispered in his ear. As they exited the stall, Trish grabbed some towels to clean herself up and checked her make-up in the mirror. She exited the men’s room with a wink and a wave and went to rejoin her friends.

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