Teaching in Vegas By Sensuous I was in Las Vegas for a Convention of Phys. Ed. teachers. As you might expect, teachers don't have the bucks for the Bellagio or other high-roller spots so they held it in a safe, clean but second-line casino hotel off the strip, where people who are not high-rollers can have a good time and only lose twice as much they planned before going there.
It was a three-day program and I was on my last night there. I hadn't been looking for company, although there were a few nice-looking if not hot women in our group. Remember these were female Phys. Ed teachers and my guess was that at least half were gay. I was content to gamble a little, drink more than I should and just kill time. I was playing the quarter slots, making my slow but certain contribution to the local economy.
The short cocktail waitress with unnaturally large and upstanding tits had just delivered my second "free" scotch when a girl who looked young enough to be one of my ninth-grade students sat down next to me. She asked the waitress for a cosmo and began looking around in her purse. I looked away, figuring she was with someone when she shouted "Shit!" I turned toward her and was rewarded with a real nasty "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?" I replied "Someone real angry and I'm not the reason for it." She rolled her eyes and I figured I did not need the grief, grabbed my drink and went to the bar to play the blackjack machines built into the bar top.
Maybe three minutes later, there she was again. She sat down next to me with her drink and said "I'm sorry for jumping at you. I'm just pissed." I said ok and figured it was over. Nope. The girl wanted to talk. She was easy on the eyes and I had nothing better to do.
She made a great show of lighting a cigarette and inhaling, and then asked where I was from. When I said Northern California, she smiled and said she always wanted to go there. I told her it was nice, but not an easy place to live on a middle-class living. When I told her I was a physical education school teacher, she seemed to brighten. She looked me up and down and said I didn't look like any of her teachers, and if she had one who looked like me she would not have cut school so much. I guess she didn't see many tall and fit half black-half Mexican guys, complete with diamond earring and bald head.
She said her name was Heidi. She was about 5?3" or 5?4" tall and had what looked like real red and shiny hair, cut sort of in a swishy cute cut so that her big hoop earrings showed just below the ends. She had a few freckles and green eyes and was not skinny?I'd guess 125 pounds. She was 19 and from "near Boise." She wore a silky-looking mid-green low-cut pants outfit, cut to about her mid-calf, a top that was of shiny green fabric, but mostly strings, with enough fabric to cover her small but perky breasts. She wore maybe 4" matching green high heeled sandals, to match her outfit. She had a flat but soft looking belly, with her navel pierced for a small gold stud. When she went to the ladies room I could see a small rose tattoo above her ass, and I guess she was not used to going around in heels as she was less than steady.
What pissed her off was the fact that her boyfriend had decided to go hunting at the last minute before the trip to Vegas, which he had promised her for months. She had even set up a friend of his with her girlfriend and they were upstairs in the room they shared. As she put it, when her friend dropped to her knees and pulled out the guy's pecker, she figured it was time to leave. She had wanted to go dancing, gamble and just have a good time, but the absent boyfriend screwed that up. She said the problem with rich cowboys like him is they don't give a shit about anyone, did whatever they liked and the hell with what anyone cared. It was quite a rant.
When she was taking a breath and dragging on her cigarette, I asked her if she wanted to sulk and bitch or go out and party. She looked me in the eyes for about 15 seconds, maybe trying to figure out if I wanted to play with her or kill her. I think she figured it was play because she sort of shrugged, and said ?Why not? Let's start with the disco."
The hotel had a disco with too-loud music and lots of 20-something girls and men, all dancing as "dirty" as possible. Heidi looked around and seemed to have second thoughts. I thought maybe this country girl did not want to be out with the tall and lean black guy among all those prime big city girls and men. I'm 6?4" tall, sort of medium brown with a bald head. I wear a small diamond earring in one ear and stay in good shape, running and swimming. Whatever she thought of me, I was not a Boise boy and she had to know that she was not going to flirt through the night and leave me at the door wanting her.
Turned out the boy friend had given her a thousand bucks to play with and she spent some of it on me. We had a burger and beer in the hotel pub, played some more slots and ended up in a lounge, slow dancing with her hands locked around my neck and looking up into my eyes. The green eyes were wide and I'm sure the alcohol she was putting away had something to do with it. I decided to push the issue and see if she was pissed off enough at her boyfriend to want a revenge fuck.
I kissed her and she glued herself to me, with a little sort of whimper. I said "So, where do you want this to go?" She smirked and said "Wherever you like." I said we could go up to my room and I could give her some "jungle loving." She said that was fine, she'd sometimes thought about being with a black man and this was a good time to start.
I stopped and picked up some vodka and orange juice, we got on the elevator and went up to my room. I love Vegas! I don't think there's any chance that she would dare be with me at home in Cowboy country, and here she was going to my room to "see if what her girlfriend told her was true." I swear that's what she said.
When we got to my room, she made us a couple of drinks, lit another cigarette and sat down next to me on the bed. The girl either just loved to talk, or was not used to men (she called them "boys" listening to her. I got the story of her life, or at least her sexual life. She told me that her present boyfriend was the fourth guy she "fooled around" with and they'd been "together about five months. I think she was just nervous and figured that if I was going to see if she was a real redhead I'd have to make the move.
So I reached over, pulled her to me and kissed her softly. She put her hands on the back of my neck, opened her mouth and licked at my lips, letting out a little moan. Then she looked at me with a look of real mischief and smiled. Before I knew it, she was on her knees in front of me and trying to open my pants. I got the feeling that what she knew about was young guys who wanted to get off and had little experience if any with men who enjoyed making her come over and over. Turned out I was right. I said "slow down" and stood up. She smiled, opened my belt, pulled down the zipper and my pants were at my ankles. I stepped out of them and sat down, taking off my shoes and socks. I took her hands and stood her up. Then her pants came down, revealing a matching green thong. Her hunting cowboy boyfriend was a fool, I thought.
I kissed her belly, running my tongue around her jewelry, and she giggled. Plainly, she'd had some cowboy dicks, but had no one who just wanted to play, please and be pleased. I leaned her back on the bed and pulled the thong off, leaving her in her top and the high heels. Yes, she was a real redhead, and had trimmed herself so that there was a bright red tuft of hair above her shaved pussy. I could see that she was not yet into it, so that was where AI went. I started kissing her legs and she laughed a little, sounding uncertain about what I was up to. It was just little kisses and licks starting at her feet, working up, kissing behind her knees.
This was plainly something new to her. She murmured "nice" and opened her legs just enough for me to continue upward. I climbed on the bed and held her in my arms, kissing her. She gave me lots of tongue and put her arms around me. Then se took my hand, squeezed it and put it on her soft belly. I stroked her slowly, feeling her clit start to come up and she just purred. I moved my hand up to her chest and opened the clasp on her top, and it just fell away. Her tits were like pale pink mounds, not large but with that great young girl firmness?just perfect.
My dark brown hand on her nipple was quite a contrast. I could see she was not yet excited to the point of wanting me in her and figured she was just not used to guys who even cared. I kissed her again and just put one finger-tip on her skit, slowly moving up and down, feeling the warmth. I rubbed her clit gently while kissing her and felt her starting to warm up. Her breathing increased with mine and I started licking my way down, while massaging her clit. I licked both nipples and they began to stand up. Looking like small red raspberries topping the pale mounds and she began to move her pussy against my hand.
When I got down between her legs I looked up and she had that smile again. She said "What are you doing to me?" I said "Girl, I am going to do you like a man should do a woman like you. I'll make you open and wet and wanting me in you. She giggled that no one ever told her that and all she knew was quick feels, giving head and "fucking." I laughed and put two pillows under her head and told her to watch and feel what a man can do.
Well, I must have spent 30-40 minutes licking her pussy, until her cute little clit was liked a button, standing up hard. When got a bit wetter, but I made no move in that direction. She moaned "Aren't you going to fuck me?" I said, "Girl, you will remember it, but I ain't done eating this fine pussy." She said "I want to do you." So I stood up and she pulled down the boxers. I know what they say about how all guys want huge cocks. But I also know that size doesn't help you if you are a crappy lover. But this girl had only seen four dicks ready to go into her pussy and the averages were in my favor. Mine is not an "average" 5 or 6 incher. She just stared for a few seconds at my 10+" uncut and thick cock and said "Wow." She was wide-eyed and maybe a little worried. I said "Heidi, relax, you can handle it easier than you think. I've never hurt anyone with it." She reached out to touch, but I backed away and pushed her back. She opened her legs wide and I guess she thought I was ready to fuck. She sighed softly when I went back to licking her pussy and then back onto the bed, kissing and putting two fingers into her to be sure she was wet. Then I pulled her on top of me and told her to "bring that sweet pink pussy to me. I pulled her up so that she had to put her hands on the wall over r the headboard, while I returned to that cute pussy until it was dripping and puffy. Then I said "it's time, I want you to put my big dick into you, just take as much as you like."
She scooted down and for the first time took my cock in her small pale hands. The contrast with my dark brown, thick and long cock would have been a great photo if I was into that. She held it in front of her with both hands, while squatting over my closed legs and began to move her hands up and down slowly, obviously "measuring" me. Then, while looking into my eyes, she brought my dick to her pussy lips. By now, my dick was as hard as it gets, thick and the head was pink/purple as she stroked my foreskin up and back. She brought the head to her pussy and I pushed forward, and with the pressure her pink pussy lips opened to receive and close around the head as it went in...
It was a three-day program and I was on my last night there. I hadn't been looking for company, although there were a few nice-looking if not hot women in our group. Remember these were female Phys. Ed teachers and my guess was that at least half were gay. I was content to gamble a little, drink more than I should and just kill time. I was playing the quarter slots, making my slow but certain contribution to the local economy.
The short cocktail waitress with unnaturally large and upstanding tits had just delivered my second "free" scotch when a girl who looked young enough to be one of my ninth-grade students sat down next to me. She asked the waitress for a cosmo and began looking around in her purse. I looked away, figuring she was with someone when she shouted "Shit!" I turned toward her and was rewarded with a real nasty "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?" I replied "Someone real angry and I'm not the reason for it." She rolled her eyes and I figured I did not need the grief, grabbed my drink and went to the bar to play the blackjack machines built into the bar top.
Maybe three minutes later, there she was again. She sat down next to me with her drink and said "I'm sorry for jumping at you. I'm just pissed." I said ok and figured it was over. Nope. The girl wanted to talk. She was easy on the eyes and I had nothing better to do.
She made a great show of lighting a cigarette and inhaling, and then asked where I was from. When I said Northern California, she smiled and said she always wanted to go there. I told her it was nice, but not an easy place to live on a middle-class living. When I told her I was a physical education school teacher, she seemed to brighten. She looked me up and down and said I didn't look like any of her teachers, and if she had one who looked like me she would not have cut school so much. I guess she didn't see many tall and fit half black-half Mexican guys, complete with diamond earring and bald head.
She said her name was Heidi. She was about 5?3" or 5?4" tall and had what looked like real red and shiny hair, cut sort of in a swishy cute cut so that her big hoop earrings showed just below the ends. She had a few freckles and green eyes and was not skinny?I'd guess 125 pounds. She was 19 and from "near Boise." She wore a silky-looking mid-green low-cut pants outfit, cut to about her mid-calf, a top that was of shiny green fabric, but mostly strings, with enough fabric to cover her small but perky breasts. She wore maybe 4" matching green high heeled sandals, to match her outfit. She had a flat but soft looking belly, with her navel pierced for a small gold stud. When she went to the ladies room I could see a small rose tattoo above her ass, and I guess she was not used to going around in heels as she was less than steady.
What pissed her off was the fact that her boyfriend had decided to go hunting at the last minute before the trip to Vegas, which he had promised her for months. She had even set up a friend of his with her girlfriend and they were upstairs in the room they shared. As she put it, when her friend dropped to her knees and pulled out the guy's pecker, she figured it was time to leave. She had wanted to go dancing, gamble and just have a good time, but the absent boyfriend screwed that up. She said the problem with rich cowboys like him is they don't give a shit about anyone, did whatever they liked and the hell with what anyone cared. It was quite a rant.
When she was taking a breath and dragging on her cigarette, I asked her if she wanted to sulk and bitch or go out and party. She looked me in the eyes for about 15 seconds, maybe trying to figure out if I wanted to play with her or kill her. I think she figured it was play because she sort of shrugged, and said ?Why not? Let's start with the disco."
The hotel had a disco with too-loud music and lots of 20-something girls and men, all dancing as "dirty" as possible. Heidi looked around and seemed to have second thoughts. I thought maybe this country girl did not want to be out with the tall and lean black guy among all those prime big city girls and men. I'm 6?4" tall, sort of medium brown with a bald head. I wear a small diamond earring in one ear and stay in good shape, running and swimming. Whatever she thought of me, I was not a Boise boy and she had to know that she was not going to flirt through the night and leave me at the door wanting her.
Turned out the boy friend had given her a thousand bucks to play with and she spent some of it on me. We had a burger and beer in the hotel pub, played some more slots and ended up in a lounge, slow dancing with her hands locked around my neck and looking up into my eyes. The green eyes were wide and I'm sure the alcohol she was putting away had something to do with it. I decided to push the issue and see if she was pissed off enough at her boyfriend to want a revenge fuck.
I kissed her and she glued herself to me, with a little sort of whimper. I said "So, where do you want this to go?" She smirked and said "Wherever you like." I said we could go up to my room and I could give her some "jungle loving." She said that was fine, she'd sometimes thought about being with a black man and this was a good time to start.
I stopped and picked up some vodka and orange juice, we got on the elevator and went up to my room. I love Vegas! I don't think there's any chance that she would dare be with me at home in Cowboy country, and here she was going to my room to "see if what her girlfriend told her was true." I swear that's what she said.
When we got to my room, she made us a couple of drinks, lit another cigarette and sat down next to me on the bed. The girl either just loved to talk, or was not used to men (she called them "boys" listening to her. I got the story of her life, or at least her sexual life. She told me that her present boyfriend was the fourth guy she "fooled around" with and they'd been "together about five months. I think she was just nervous and figured that if I was going to see if she was a real redhead I'd have to make the move.
So I reached over, pulled her to me and kissed her softly. She put her hands on the back of my neck, opened her mouth and licked at my lips, letting out a little moan. Then she looked at me with a look of real mischief and smiled. Before I knew it, she was on her knees in front of me and trying to open my pants. I got the feeling that what she knew about was young guys who wanted to get off and had little experience if any with men who enjoyed making her come over and over. Turned out I was right. I said "slow down" and stood up. She smiled, opened my belt, pulled down the zipper and my pants were at my ankles. I stepped out of them and sat down, taking off my shoes and socks. I took her hands and stood her up. Then her pants came down, revealing a matching green thong. Her hunting cowboy boyfriend was a fool, I thought.
I kissed her belly, running my tongue around her jewelry, and she giggled. Plainly, she'd had some cowboy dicks, but had no one who just wanted to play, please and be pleased. I leaned her back on the bed and pulled the thong off, leaving her in her top and the high heels. Yes, she was a real redhead, and had trimmed herself so that there was a bright red tuft of hair above her shaved pussy. I could see that she was not yet into it, so that was where AI went. I started kissing her legs and she laughed a little, sounding uncertain about what I was up to. It was just little kisses and licks starting at her feet, working up, kissing behind her knees.
This was plainly something new to her. She murmured "nice" and opened her legs just enough for me to continue upward. I climbed on the bed and held her in my arms, kissing her. She gave me lots of tongue and put her arms around me. Then se took my hand, squeezed it and put it on her soft belly. I stroked her slowly, feeling her clit start to come up and she just purred. I moved my hand up to her chest and opened the clasp on her top, and it just fell away. Her tits were like pale pink mounds, not large but with that great young girl firmness?just perfect.
My dark brown hand on her nipple was quite a contrast. I could see she was not yet excited to the point of wanting me in her and figured she was just not used to guys who even cared. I kissed her again and just put one finger-tip on her skit, slowly moving up and down, feeling the warmth. I rubbed her clit gently while kissing her and felt her starting to warm up. Her breathing increased with mine and I started licking my way down, while massaging her clit. I licked both nipples and they began to stand up. Looking like small red raspberries topping the pale mounds and she began to move her pussy against my hand.
When I got down between her legs I looked up and she had that smile again. She said "What are you doing to me?" I said "Girl, I am going to do you like a man should do a woman like you. I'll make you open and wet and wanting me in you. She giggled that no one ever told her that and all she knew was quick feels, giving head and "fucking." I laughed and put two pillows under her head and told her to watch and feel what a man can do.
Well, I must have spent 30-40 minutes licking her pussy, until her cute little clit was liked a button, standing up hard. When got a bit wetter, but I made no move in that direction. She moaned "Aren't you going to fuck me?" I said, "Girl, you will remember it, but I ain't done eating this fine pussy." She said "I want to do you." So I stood up and she pulled down the boxers. I know what they say about how all guys want huge cocks. But I also know that size doesn't help you if you are a crappy lover. But this girl had only seen four dicks ready to go into her pussy and the averages were in my favor. Mine is not an "average" 5 or 6 incher. She just stared for a few seconds at my 10+" uncut and thick cock and said "Wow." She was wide-eyed and maybe a little worried. I said "Heidi, relax, you can handle it easier than you think. I've never hurt anyone with it." She reached out to touch, but I backed away and pushed her back. She opened her legs wide and I guess she thought I was ready to fuck. She sighed softly when I went back to licking her pussy and then back onto the bed, kissing and putting two fingers into her to be sure she was wet. Then I pulled her on top of me and told her to "bring that sweet pink pussy to me. I pulled her up so that she had to put her hands on the wall over r the headboard, while I returned to that cute pussy until it was dripping and puffy. Then I said "it's time, I want you to put my big dick into you, just take as much as you like."
She scooted down and for the first time took my cock in her small pale hands. The contrast with my dark brown, thick and long cock would have been a great photo if I was into that. She held it in front of her with both hands, while squatting over my closed legs and began to move her hands up and down slowly, obviously "measuring" me. Then, while looking into my eyes, she brought my dick to her pussy lips. By now, my dick was as hard as it gets, thick and the head was pink/purple as she stroked my foreskin up and back. She brought the head to her pussy and I pushed forward, and with the pressure her pink pussy lips opened to receive and close around the head as it went in...
