SIN CITY....
			Las Vegas.... what a fun city. I've always loved going there, but this time, something felt different. I kept having these strange dreams of meeting someone while I was there. After checking into my room, I went down to the casino to see what, if anything, had changed since my last visit. I kept getting this feeling of being watched, but recognized no one when I looked about. Wandering through the hotel felt so normal, I felt totally comfortable with my surroundings. I was doing some window-shopping when someone came up behind me, putting his arm around my waist; he leaned in close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck. He whispers, "are you ready to touch the sky with me ... I'm here for you for the taking... do with me what you will." He kisses my neck, placed something in my hand, then the next thing I knew he was gone. I looked in my hand, and there was a note which read "tonight, when you've had enough of the glitz that’s Vegas... I'll be there to bring you back... to take you to the stars in other ways." Needless to say I spent the rest of the day looking at every man.. was it "him.”? Little did I know, I played the slot machines next to him for over an hour. The day was filled with nothingness to me all day... just biding my time till I got bored with the evening's festivities.. bored with the others in the group, so I could make my exit for the evening. Finally that moment came, I'd had dinner, put on the gracious face for the whole day, done ok for myself at the tables, it was time for me to say goodnight. I kissed everyone that needed to be, said my good nights, and went towards the elevators. I was tired, and a bit anticipatory, would he really be there. I reach the elevator banks, push the button & all of the sudden I hear his voice in my ear, "just close your eyes, and get onto the elevator" he puts his arm around my waist and gently brushes my breast. I hear the doors open, we get on, alone, and I feel him putting a blindfold around my eyes. He begins to kiss my neck and shoulder lightly while tying it on. The elevator stops, the doors open, and he guides me off the elevator, his arm on the small of my back, the part that is so sensitive I feel myself getting moist. We stop, I hear a door open, he guides me inside, I hear the door shut, then he pins me against the wall and starts to kiss me, very passionately. I'm immediately wet. His kisses are passionate.... long, hard kisses like the ones in the movies that make you go weak in the knees. Finally he breaks the kiss, but his hands never leave my body. He's undoing the buttons on my blouse. It doesn't take him long, with all this done; I feel it being removed, but very slowly while he runs his fingers over my breasts and arms as if inventorying every inch of my body. The skirt is next. He runs his finger s along the waistband, which sends tingles over me. When I shiver, he kisses me, then lets his lips trail off, placing kisses all the way down my body till he reaches where this all started. He pushes down the skirt, running his hands over my hips and down the sides of my thighs until finally, I feel the material fall into a puddle at my feet. At this point, I hear a long breath come from him. Little did he know, I'd dressed for HIM that evening, I guess he approved of the ensemble; lacy black bra, matching panties, garter and stockings. It's just at this time I hear music playing, I can't tell what, but it's very soft and melodic. The air is filled with the scent of vanilla. Slowly we begin to move to the music that's playing. I love the feel of being in his arms, the feel of his hand on the small of my back, his smell as I put my head on his shoulder, the feel of his hand as it runs through my hair. During the dance he was guiding us into the room and over to the bed, I was so lost in everything, I didn't even know what was going on. He finally stopped us and began to undo the hooks on my bra. With this task over, he removed it with the same finesse as the other articles of clothing, then kissed and caressed each breast. I was so moist and hot now, I felt that at his next touch I might explode. He must have been able to read my mind, because at that moment the underwear are ripped off me. Now I stood there, naked except for the stockings and garter. He releases his hold on me and walks away, leaving me feeling quite isolated and defenseless. He returns a few moments later and brushes the hair away from my face and begins to lightly kiss me. I put my arms around him and feel his muscular arms through the silky shirt he has on. I run my hands across his back and let them rest on this ass. At this moment, I hear the music change to something with a more erotic beat and rhythm. He pushes me backward onto the bed; this startles me for a moment. I feel my wrists being bound, stretched above my head, tied with something soft, silk ties perhaps. I struggle a bit, only to have him place a kiss on my lips and assure me in a whisper "there is no need to be afraid, there is only to be pleasure and your every desire fulfilled." Then again he moved away. I lay there blindfolded, bound, and essentially naked for what seemed like an eternity. Then I felt the bed give way with his weight. He too was naked now; I could feel his thigh brush against the top of my stocking. He began rubbing lotion on my body, starting with my arms and working his way down, stopping to work each breast until it's nipple was about to explode. He now removed the last articles of clothing I wore, the garter came first, and then each stocking was painstakingly removed. All this so he could rub in the lotion he now put on my legs, paying close attention to the inner thighs. He had the greatest hands, and knew exactly what he was doing, I was again about to explode with passion. When he was finished with the task at hand, he lay down beside me and started to lightly run his fingers down my body. He would stop at my pussy and sometimes insert a finger, I could also feel his rock hard cock against my outer thigh. Every time he'd insert a finger, I'd let out a moan and I'd try to tighten my muscles so that the finger would hopefully stay in longer. I finally asked him, in a low, raspy voice "please end this torture, make me cum." He uttered, "Your wish is my command" and began to play with my clit. I felt him take my left breast in his mouth and begin to suck it hard. All of this stimulation had me on the brink of what was to be a colossal orgasm. My muscles began to tighten, my back arched involuntarily, he could tell I was close. He stopped what he'd been doing... I began to protest, but then I felt the ties being removed from my wrists and he was removing the blindfold. At the exact moment it was removed, he kissed me passionately and I felt him enter me in one swift and hard movement. I immediately began to cum, my entire body shook and tightened, it was the most intense feeling I'd ever experienced. Every time I thought it was over, he'd pump his cock in me and it'd begin again. With him still deep inside me, I realized I still didn't know who this stranger was. I opened my eyes, and saw the deepest, warmest eyes I've ever seen... they looked so different from the picture that you'd sent me. I don't think I'd ever seen, or will see, eyes look like that before. I kissed you deep, ran my nails across your ass ... that was all it ever took, I felt your warm juices enter me, which made me cum again. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and awoke to make love again and again, until we noticed the sun starting to come up. You got up, blew out what was left of the candles and hung out the Do Not Disturb sign and crawled back in bed with me to sleep until our strength returned. No wonder they call it Sin City.