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The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 30

Years later as an adult, would you pay money to have sex with your old high school crush?

Holy kamoly. Donald Stanlick lifted his gaze and met Lindsay Anastacio’s eyes as they crinkled at the corners. “Welcome to my humble abode.” She motioned toward the all-pink bedroom before shifting her focus to Donald’s paunchy arms crossed tight against...

What Happened In Vegas II: The Lady And The Tramp

Some days you just never can predict what will happen

Despite getting mugged, I was now having the best time in Las Vegas. I had experienced a romp with an escort for the first time and in general, I was having a blast. By the third day of our bachelor party, our bodies had caught up with us from all of the...

Vegas Stories

What happens in Vegas, makes for interesting stories.

I represented an offshore company and managed their convention booths in the United States. I was married at the time and was often horny. Usually, the wildest thing I did was go to gentlemen’s clubs in various cities and then back to the hotel room to ma...

The Unicorn Named Chloe

Charlotte finds the elusive unicorn that would bring her and her husband their first threesome.

She had a small, very toned, yet delicate figure to her. Charlotte furthermore couldn't keep her eyes out of the woman's deep blue eyes and soft bronze eyeshadow. She had amazingly defined cheekbones that were perfectly framed by her pixie-cut spiked blac...

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Thrills in the Night

A Black Bull Hunts in the Las Vegas Night.

I pressed the ‘ground' floor button on the elevator and checked my look one last time in the mirror. White button-down shirt, brown leather pants, and brown oxfords… It was a classic, yet contemporary look that the ladies seemed to love. The rain started...

Amy's Indecent Proposal - Part VI

Amy's night of servitude concludes

The driver pulled up to the Peppermill promptly at 9:00 am.  As the car eased to a complete stop, John got out and politely opened Amy's door.  "I had an absolutely wonderful evening Amy," he said with a broad smile before handing her a small briefcase. "...

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Amy's Pool Party

Amy finds the girl of her dreams at a Las Vegas pool party

The mid afternoon sun was still high in the sky over our Las Vegas resort's pool. We'd already been partying for hours, enjoying the music of the DJ with a large group of people that were all in town for a friend's birthday.  The pool and surrounding pool...

The Games They Play In Vegas

An evening in Vegas doesn't go exactly as planned, or does it?

Brander Sharpe sat alone at a cocktail table in the middle of the lounge. He didn’t feel conspicuous, though. This was where he liked to be. It allowed him to survey his surroundings, his opportunities. It also allowed him to be clearly seen. He was the h...

Bacchus: High Rolling in Sin City

Victor has a taste for high stakes, but he's never gambled on something like this.

In the city where you can gamble on just about anything, there are some games that few ever witness. In a select few suites, which make up the heavens of the Las Vegas strip, exists a different form of gambler. A gambler not focused on just the thrill of...

Mignonette

Jack and Melanie have a wild night in the City of Sin.

San Diego "Hello?" Jack answered his phone without checking who it was. "Monsieur Jacques, bonjour!" Jack furrowed his brow, lowered his phone and took a quick look at the area code. 702... Las Vegas. Bridgette, he realized. "Jacques? Have I reached monsi...

Grace Loves Her Daddy: Part 5 Las Vegas

The further adventures of Grace and her Daddy including a trip to Las Vegas

It’s a late Friday evening in August as I lie back in bed, naked under the covers sipping bourbon on ice while listening to the occasional traffic through the open window in my bedroom. While time has passed since I last wrote, very little has changed bet...