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|07-08-2012, 12:34 AM||#1|
Join Date: Oct 2011
A fictional story
It had been a long, hot day. I spent the afternoon preparing the garden for planting. In Las Vegas, it can be pleasantly warm even in March. The garden is going to be awesome – and I had sore hands and shoulders to prove it.
I like to end days like this with a cool beer at my favorite local casino. I showered and put on some casual clothes: my favorite jeans and an orange polo shirt. I drove to the casino and went over to my favorite bar. Ginger was behind the bar, as usual. She was bustling about making drinks. She had a way of making everybody's day a little brighter – maybe it was her honest smile, maybe it was her short skirt, maybe it was her huge tits attempting to free themselves from her low-cut top. Ginger brought me a beer as I sat down at a video poker machine at the bar. “Ginger, you're the best friend a guy could have. You bring me my favorite beer and I don't even have to ask for it.”
“No problem, Jack,” she said, “I ought to know your usual beer by now. Good luck.”
“Thanks,” I smiled, “My good luck starts here, tonight.”
Ginger caressed the corner of my poker machine as I put in $20. She laughed as she turned to help some other customers. I put a dollar on the counter for a tip and began playing slowly. You can get free drinks at the bar if you are putting money in the machine. The trick is to play slowly and get as many free drinks as you can before your money runs out. “Someday,” I thought, “I'm going to see those tits for myself.”
I must have been smiling as I visualized Ginger playfully taking off her blouse and looking seductively at me. “She's nice,” said a woman's voice next to me.
“Um, yes she is.” I agreed – a little surprised.
“You must know a little about these machines,” she continued. “Can you tell me what I should do here? I am a little confused at the correct strategy.”
“I can tell you my strategy,” I smiled. “But, I wonder if you should be taking hints from someone who usually goes home with a somewhat lighter wallet.”
She had two pair showing: aces and fives. “It's your money,” I said. “But if it were me, I'd hold the 2 aces and throw everything else away. Aces pay out big bucks when you get four of them.”
She got another ace with her draw and smiled at her three-of-a-kind. “Cool,” she chirped. “My name is Sandy, can you help me some more?”
“Nice to meet you, Sandy. I'm Jack. I'll be glad to help you on one condition: you don't hold me responsible if you end up losing tonight.”
“No problem, Jack. I'll take my chances.”
We played poker on our machines for a while and had a few more drinks while shooting the breeze. I gave her some pointers here and there. We both were up about $30. This was the most fun I had had in a while at the bar. Chatting with a gorgeous stranger named Sandy. She was medium height, thin and had an athletic air about her. She had on a short dress that barely covered her tight ass and showed off her voluptuous rack.
I was dealt 3 aces. “Look at this, Sandy. If I get another ace, I can go home a happy man.”
“Go for it, Jack,” she laughed.
It was my lucky night. I got an ace in the draw. “Alright!” I hooted. “Ginger,” I yelled over to the bartender, “it's your lucky night, too.” I tip big when I have a winning night. This keeps the drinks flowing and keeps Ginger close by.
Ginger brought over a fresh beer for me and a new margarita for Sandy. “Now it's your turn,” Ginger said to Sandy. “I feel another big win coming.” She caressed the corner of Sandy's poker machine.
Just a short while later, Sandy was dealt an ace, king, queen, jack of hearts, and an ace of clubs. “Now, what?” Sandy quizzed me. “Do I go for the four aces?”
“Ah, no,” I said. “In this case, go for the royal flush. It's a huge payout if you get it. At least, that's what I'd do.”
“Well, you haven't failed me, yet,” Sandy said. “If I get this, it'll be a lucky night for both of us.” She laughed.
I made a drum roll sound with my tongue and a drum roll with my hands on the counter. Bam! The ten of hearts showed up. “Oh, thank you,” Sandy squealed. She leaned over gave me a big hug and whispered to me that she would like to show me in her room how thankful she was.
I was overjoyed. Ginger got big tips from the two of us. Sandy and I cashed out and I followed Sandy up to her room at the casino.
Once in Sandy's room, she turned and gave me a huge kiss as she pressed her melons against my chest. She pulled my shirt off over my head and admired my bare chest. She caressed my pectorals and gently rubbed my flat stomach. I gently raised her arms straight in the air and pulled that short dress over her head. What a sight! Perfect tits: heavy, yet firm. My mouth had to taste the pink, erect nipples that were waiting to be kissed. Sandy closed her eyes and moaned.
Sandy turned me around and backed me up to the bed. She then gently pushed on my shoulders until I fell backwards. Once on my back, she unbuckled my belt, unfastened my jeans, and slid them off. My underwear came off next. She took in the visual of me lying naked on the bed with a healthy erection pointing in the air. Her eyes twinkled slyly. On her hands and knees she carefully crawled the length of my body on the bed and bent over to continue kissing. As she got close to my mouth I could feel her large breasts brushing gently on my chest.
I was so aroused I could hardly contain myself. I ached for her to reach down and touch my swollen dick. She kept kissing me passionately. Then, she started kissing her way down my chest to my navel and finally she kissed my hips on each side of my crotch. I moaned with pleasure and expectation. At last, she licked the head of my dick, stuck it in her mouth, and started sucking gently. I was in heaven and she knew it. She knew exactly what she was doing. It was unbelievably sexy. With one hand around my shaft and the other hand supporting my balls, she continued giving me absolutely great head. Her tongue swirled around the tip of my penis. Her hand gently stroking up and down. I was in ecstasy.
I felt that small tingle deep within my abdomen and knew I was close to popping – but it was too early. As much as I was loving the beautiful blow job, I wanted to make sure she would have her mind blown away in passion. I rolled Sandy onto her back, slid off her panties, guided her knees apart, and gazed at her lovely pussy. It looked like it needed my attention. I carefully spread her lips and slowly licked her clitoris. I inserted a finger into her wet vagina. It was her turn to enjoy, now. She, too, moaned with pleasure. As I was going down on her, I looked up to see her gently caressing her own breasts with her eyes closed. Her hips moved upwards towards my face as she tried to pull me in even closer.
As I felt her body begin to tense a bit, Sandy gently rolled me over on to my back again. This time she straddled me with one knee on each side of my body. She reached down with a hand and guided my swollen dick into her as she sat back on it. She began to gently rotate her hips with me deep inside her wet, tight pussy. Now, we were both moaning. She tensed first. Her hip motion quickened. She grabbed handfuls of bed spread in each hand and let out a guttural “uhhhh.” Her vagina clenched even tighter around my dick and I felt even more wetness enveloping my shaft.
She must have known that I, too, was ready to explode. She laid on her back with her knees spread and passionately commanded me to “fuck her hard.” I put my knees under her thighs and put my sensitive dick in her vagina but only about an inch in. I paused. She smiled and said, “you tease!” Then, she grabbed my hips and pulled me completely in. In steady thrusts, I pulled nearly out and then pushed in until my balls would bump her ass. She clenched again and emitted a higher pitched “ahhh!”
Clearly Sandy was intensely happy. She then asked me to pull out and come on her. A few thrusts later when I could hold back no more, I pulled out and aimed my throbbing dick at her torso from between her legs. I paused for a moment and felt waves of pleasure pass through my body. I looked down and saw the first spurt fly through the air the length of her body and hit her chin. The next spurt flew up and landed on her beautiful right tit. Another landed on her left tit. Several more spurts filled her belly button. I collapsed next to her on the bed, out of breath.
After a few minutes, I said, “Wow! This was truly a lucky night for me. It was also the hottest experience I have had in a long time.”
Sandy smiled contentedly and said, “You can say that again. You are incredible, Jack. Thank you.”
I keep on going back to my favorite bar and hope to see Sandy again – but I never have. The good thing is, Ginger is still my favorite bartender and maybe one day I'll get lucky with her, too.
|07-08-2012, 02:15 PM||#2|
Join Date: Mar 2012
Location: NH & SC, planning to see the country.
Better ending to a good story.
Your lucky night! Good story.
Were I Sandy, I would have not wasted it, but taken you into my mouth, felt your pulse, and savored every last drop.
"We are fools whether we dance or not - so we might as well dance."
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