What Happens In Vegas, Doesn't Always Stay In Vegas...{Open}

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Gregory Hales
Mid 20's
6'2"
Dark, messing blonde hair, medium length
Blueish green eyes
Good build
Larger than normal package
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This is Greg's first every trip to Vegas. He has heard from jsut about everyone, great sex, great parties, and great casino's. Well, he was single and there were many nights ahead of him. Alot of commericals he's seen for Vegas say that whetever happens in vegas stays in vegas and for some reason, he has a feeling things will not stay there.

Greg was staying in the MGM Grande. He had just one a trip to Vegas through some lottery thing. He thought at the time, well, it's a waste, but then again, could be fun. He was going alone, even though they gave him a trip for two. After the 12 hour flight with one lay over, he ahd reached Vegas. He took the quickest cab he could get and after paying the riduculous amount of cash to the man, he walked into MGM, amazed at how big and wild it was, and the sun had just set...

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Shannon Rey

OOC:
Shannon Rey
Age: 26
5'7
Strawberry Blonde
Green Eyes

IC:


Shannon yawned, rolled her shoulders and stretched out her legs as she waited for her boyfriend to walk through the door of the Hotel. He was late. . .again. She licked her lips and pushed herself away from the bar. Her stilettos clicked on the polished floor as she waved goodbye to the bartender and left the room of gamblers, undercover cops, hookers and drug lords. She smoothed down her dark black dress, the material hugging her well-toned frame. The velvet fell to her knees and she wished she’d worn something a bit more daring, but Michael enjoyed the classy look of this particular number.

She however knew she could land a bigger, richer sugar Daddy if she showed a bit more skin. Opening her clutch she pulled several bills from its depth headed to the casino and exchanged her cash for chips. Eventually she settled herself in a bench in front of the black jack table and began to play with her hard earned money. Shannon lost and won. She never bet too much, too leery of returning to the life she’d led before she started selling herself for sex.

Never did the ambitious, green-eyed vixen want to return to hoe-dunk Indiana and wait on people at the local Blockbusters. She had come to Vegas with friends three years ago, got stoned her first night, woke up the next day in a fancy hotel with two grande sitting on the table next to her, the rest they say. . .Is history. Looking at her watch she rolled her eyes. “Fuck it,” she hissed, and began to scan the crowd for her next “boyfriend.”
 
After being shown to his room, Greg started moving things into drawers, stuff into the shower and what not. He kept all his money with him, especially the three grande he had won from the sweepstakes for gambling. He swore that they were trying to get him addicted so he could help the "economy". He didn't enjoy gambling, yet strangely, in his basement, was really good against his friends. He had watched a couple real live poker matchs and basically studied. He had two hundred dollars off a friend but over a couple months, he used alot of it to help his friend through hard times.

He ran down the steps like a kid in a maze/funhouse. He approached the casino area, scanning the slots, craps, card games and blackjack. He also noticed undercover cops. He had been warned by his friends to watch for them. The funny thing, it was quite noticeable who they were really. He smiled his glamerous look. Greg also noticed a woman, seeming to look directly at him and into his soul and felt a strange chill, then warm, a slight bit of arousal from what she wore. She couldn't be here alone...could she?
 
Shannon kept her gaze on him as she rose from her seat. “Young, delicious,” she thought, “now if he’s rich, that’s even better.” Shannon made her way through the small crowd that separated her and the prey. When she reached his side, it was only then that she let her gaze drop from his eyes to take in the rest of his physical charms. By the time her green orbs were back on his bluish/green ones, Shannon was grinning wider.

“Hi,” she said, boldly sweeping up beside him and sliding her arm around his. “I’ve been waiting for over an hour, glad you finally showed up.” She licked her lips, winked and pressed her body against his. “I’m Shannon. Single, dateless, and lonely. You are?”
 
She strolled accross to him, surprised by how quickly and gracefully she arrived by her side. She had been waiting for him? He was now confused but as her fingers gently touched him, he lost every care he had. "Well, um so am I, perhaps I could keep you company. Although, I do think you've got me mixed up with somebody else."

Her soft hands groping his right arm muscle felt strange. He hadn't been with a woman in weeks and this was bringing on a feeling he nearly had forgotten. "Well Shannon, if you're willing to be with me tonight, then so am I. My name is Greg."
 
Shannon grinned wide, leading Greg with her toward one of the tables. “I’m willing,” she said in a soft whisper, allowing her breast to rub knowingly against his arm. They reached the table and she motioned for Greg to take his place.

“For luck,” she said, bending down and placing a welcoming kiss against his lips. Her tongue snaked out quickly to sample the texture and taste of her newfound sugar daddy. When she pulled away, she winked and found herself momentarily memorized by the young man’s good looks and obvious delight of having her as his companion. She shook the feeling away and raised up fully, leaned against him like a trophy and encouraged him to play with some of her chips.

Inwardly she prayed he was good with cards, for if not she wouldn’t make a dime this evening and would be forced to seek out her former lover, who... as of right that moment, didn’t know he was on his way out.
 
Greg was shocked by the kiss, he had not expected it. He had in fact come back down to get lucky, but not this lucky. With his new found woman beside him, and the increased moral inside of him, he shook his head to the dealer. The game, was Poker. Greg had been fairly decent when it came to poker, but he was alot better at Blackjack.

As the dealer began to introduce the rules, he looked up at the, well, now his woman. "You won't be leaving empty handed, trust me." He winked up at her and smiled, kissing her arm before looking back at the dealer just as he was dealing the cards. One per person, then another round and then, the middle cards. Greg flipped his cards just enough for him and the people behind him to see, yet he didn't think anyone did. His cards read: Ace of Spades, and a ten of spades. This was a tough hand but a good hand nonetheless

Everyone was in, Greg only had about 20 chips at the moment, however, the chips were in fact worth close to a hundred dollars each, he guessed. It was one chip to stay in, and then one after another, kept adding to the pile and people ducking out. In the end, it had started with a chip per person, along with six people playing. In the first round, the first man raised it to two chips, the next matched, the next matched then Greg raised it one after matching and the following man was out but the next was in, he put three in, as well as the dealer. The dealer also, flipped another card into the middle.

{OOC: If you just lost your tallie, there are currently 21 chips ($21,000). Now thats a pot.}

The next round, everyone tapped, so there weren't any raises and there was one man out, the dealer flipped another card into the middle. This was the last round, and the final bets. The first man ducked out, the next raised it one, the following man met the raise, as well as added two on. It was Greg's turn, Greg met his raise and left it at that. The next man met as well, including the dealer. However, the man the made the first raise that round, ducked out, as well as the other, leaving the man on the left of Greg and the dealer. The dealer grabbed a card and flipped it into the middle.

{OOC: If your absolutely clueless right now, here's the updated count:34 chips ($34,000). Eicharona!}

In the middle, laid three cards faced down and four cards faced up. The cards faced up read as followed: The king of spades, three of diamonds, jack of spades and the queen of spades. Greg could not believe his luck, yet he didn't show a glimpse of reluctantancy in his face. The man to the right of him, put his cards down, three of a kind, not bad. Greg grinned and put his cards down on the table, revealing the he indeed, had a royal flush. The viewers that had been watching had been able to tell the he had not cheated and this was in fact an absolutely fair game. The guy next to him sighed and put his cards down, he had probably figured no one had anything, bad choice though. Finally, it was the dealer and he definitly looked surprised and aggrivated that he had lost quite a bit. The dealer had a full house, which would have beaten probably everyone if not for Greg. He grinned, picking up all his chips and put them into a bucket, keeping it close to him. "Well I wasn't expecting that, were you?"
 
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Shannon watched with wide eyes that seemed to grow darker every time a chip was added to the pile. Her fingers draped lazily across his shoulders, moving slowly in circles to tease their way up his neck. When she watched him pull in pile upon pile of winnings her grin was a true one, not the fake, come and get me one she’d first planted on her lips when approaching Greg. His question brought her back to the moment and she looked down on him appreciatively. “Of course I did baby. I’m your good luck charm.” She bent down and covered his mouth with hers, her tongue dipped in, twirled slowly along the side of his then up across his teeth before pulling away to leave him wanting. “Now, how about we cash that in, because I don’t like to gamble away too much the first night.”

She wanted to get out of the casino before her former, well former to her, lover and sugar daddy showed up. Her breasts pressed against his shoulder as she ran one finger down his chest and let her mouth settle against his ear. “Please, baby,” she hissed softly before tugging on the lobe and rising back up to her full height. She glanced back at the door and saw the first of what she knew would be several black and navy pinstriped suits. “Doll, do you have a room here?” she asked, knowing the faster they made it up stairs the happier she would be and the safer her new playmate would be too.
 
Greg bit his lip, looking around figuring something wasn't right but until he finally found out what that was, he would come to terms with it. After cashing up the tokens with the man behind the bars, he put the money into a savings while he was at Vegas, he thanked the man and suddenl y heard her pop the question. "Well, ya but isn -" He couldn't even finish his sentance before he was basically dragged up the stairs towards the elevators and found himself alone with her in an elevator. Greg pressed the numer five and was being pulled up, floor by floor inside this elevator. The elevator simply had mirrors all around and he looked into the womans eyes wondering if she was drunk, loopey or trying to get away from someone she didn't want to be near. "You alright now? You nearly killed me coming up the steps." He joked.

All of a sudden, he felt his manhood being grabbed. Once it was touched through the shorts, he hadn't realized that all the teasing had made him rock solid, he hadn't noticed it but apparently, and most likely, others noticed. "Whoa...um, what's...going on?"
 
Shannon smiled as her hand continued to tease and fondle Greg’s shaft through his boxers. “I’m sorry about dragging you out of there,” she whispered against his ear. Then released his cock when the elevator stopped and a couple walked in. She leaned against him and the rest of the ride was done in silence. Upon arriving on the fifth floor she took his hand and the two of them walked out. “Where to baby?” she asked.

Eventually she was standing inside Greg’s hotel room and smiling back at him. “Wine?” she suggested, nodding to the mini-bar and then walking over to it to prepare them both a glass.

“Now, back to why I was jerking you around,” she winked, “downstairs. My ex had just walked into the room. The only problem is, he doesn’t know he’s my ex yet and well. . .you know Vegas, doll. Some men are a bit more ummm. . .possessive than others and I really didn’t want to deal with him tonight and believe me sweetcheeks, you don’t want to deal with him either.”

She passed him a glass of wine, winked and then climbed onto his bed, patting the space beside her. She sipped her own beverage and waited to see what would happen next with her new found friend.
 
He took the wine glass and stepped over and sat down beside her. Her fragrance radiated off of her like a bee to a flower. It was very enjoyable. "Well, I do't want to get in the way if that's what we're worrying about. If I do come accross him, should I be worried? Some kind of sailor or something? Gun showdown?" He joked, sipping the wine.

He hadn't had any when he had been up here but after tasting it, he was surprised by the delecacy of it. He savored the small sip and looking at her. She was quite the looker. He hoped she wasn't a hooker or anything but didn't have the nerve to talk about a person like that, she might even consider it an offense. "So, how may I be of service to you...Shannon?"

OOC: Sorry I haven't posted, trips here and there, but I'm alive again.
 
Shannon sipped her drink and readjusted herself on the bed. She leaned against the headboard and brought her legs up to rest on the comforter after she let her shoes slip easily from her stocking clad thighs. “Be of service to me?” she asked and licked the wine from her upper lip. “Well, seeing as I accosted you in order to slide out of the casino on the arms of someone other than my ex. . .I should be asking you. . .”

She placed her wine glass on the table and crawled toward him. When she reached his side of the bed, she sat on her knees and reached to take his glass, which she put on the floor next to the bed. She sat back up and ran her fingers across his chest. “How can I be of service?” she whispered, before sliding herself closer to him and nuzzling his neck with the soft pads of her lips.

“I mean. . .I do owe you. If you hadn’t played along then I’d still be stuck down there trying to avoid him. I owe you for a great evening. . . name your price.” She ran her tongue across his neck and up to the soft lobe of his ear, which she tugged gently with her teeth as she whimpered and purred against him.
 
He groaned, why was he falling for this? He knew what may happen, but now his hormones had taken over. "Oh...anything...anything you want..." He closed his eyes, enjoying the teasing pleasure she was giving. He sat back, looking at her, her eyes, her wine soaked lips. Puffy, warm and desiring to be touched and that's just what happened, his own lips had touched hers, kissing her, mixing there passions.

He felt a tongue pressed to his lips and he allowed it entry and attacked her tongue with his own, pressing, fighting for turf until they closed lips but opened once more, however, he had made his way into her mouth this time.
 
A moan slipped easily from Shannon's well-practiced lips. She was surprised at how turned on she really was with Greg. Usually everything from the first kiss to the last one was rehearsed in her head and she admitted with Greg that was how it was started out. Now though as his tongue slipped along with hers, she was actually feeling a little tingle at the edge of her pussy. “This may not be so bad after all,” she thought to herself as she gently pushed Greg's shoulder with one hand, urging him to lay down on the bed.

She then smiled down at him, straddled his hips and slowly ground her sex against his. Their clothes added to the friction as well as their frustrations, but Shannon didn't mind. She needed Greg mind-numbed by the time she was ready to leave. Her fingers moved down his shirt and the slid up under the material. She pushed it up, her nails dragging against his flesh as she did. Her tongue snaked out and she licked her lips again, this time tasting Greg and not her wine.

When his shirt was up to his arm pits, she left it there, allowing him the ultimate decision to either leave it or remove it. She bent down and began to suck and torture his right nipple. While her fingers explored his chest and sides. She kept her touch soft, a barely there grazing as her tongue circled and toyed with the hardening bead under her lips. “Like that baby?” she asked as she went to town on the small jewel, this time using her teeth to tug and pull. She released it and turned her attentions to its twin.
 
He let out a moan and removed his shirt for her but before he could react, she pounced atop of him. Suddenly, a pair of lips surrounded his bead and he felt the tingle as it hardened in her mouth. This was totally unbelievable. His first night and he had won a serious amount of money, as well as a hot, lucious babe. His cock even agreed with him.

Below, between his legs, as she worked on his hard nipples, his cock grew. Through the entire time, it had just rested against his thigh, motionless until they began to play and soon, it was pushing against the material. However, unlike other cocks he had seen in pornos which he highly disliked, his boner did not show like they did. Instead, it pressed against his pant legs and just revealed what looked like a cucumber in his pants. Most people either laughed or asked if he had just visited the market.

Even though his well formed package was stuck, he was able to get his hands on her wonderfull breasts. As she sucked, he tweaked.
 
“Ohh... yessss,” Shannon hissed as Greg’s hands found her breasts and his fingers began to tease them through the material of her clothing. She released the hold on his nibble and sat up more firmly on his growing erection. Her fingers slid to the hem of her dress and she peeled it up and over her torso, past her chest, head and eventually flung it away. She sat up, giving Greg a few seconds to admire her shapely form before her hands were deftly unsnapping the front closure of her bra. That too joined the floor, and she lifted her breasts with her palms, squeezed them and then licked the tops as she bent her head.

Her gaze then shifted back to Greg’s eyes and she left her tits to his questing fingers as she went back to paying homage to his chest. After he massaged her globes she began a downward descent with her body. Her tongue and teeth worked to learn the curve of his abdomen and she toyed with his belly button. The scent of her arousal covered his slacks and she breathed it in. Once she reached his jeans, she quickly moved to release the button and zipper. Shannon climbed from the bed and tugged Greg’s shoes and socks off then waited for him to help her with the last bits of clothing.

“Baby, I think we both need some release,” she purred as her eyes darted to his groin and her fingers moved against her slick pussy. She was still quite surprised by her level of arousal for this stranger, but she told herself it was the thrill of the money he’d won, not anything else. As she waited for him to disrobe, her fingers played lazily with her cunt.
 
Greg could not believe this one bit. Here in front of him, was a woman who seemed to be having the most fun in the world, licking her own tits. When she had offered them to him, he had wanted to lick them so bad but she had directed her breasts to his hands. However, this did not last as she moved her way down, leaving him with his pants loose but still on. His cock raging to be released.

He removed his pants revealing a very large, boulbus head. His cock sprang to about nine inchs. He looked down, quite surprised, he had never seen it so big and veiny. He looked up towards her and grinned. "I never jump into a relationship until knowing what the person likes..." Greg grinned and looked towards her pussy. He descended towards her pussy and took in her arroma. His tongue drated accross it and licked up a good amount of juices. He swallowed but pressed foreward, begging for more and swirling his tongue. His arms wrapped around her thighs, pulling himself closer to her pussy, sucking and licking, rubbing his upper lip against her clit as much as he could. After a moment, he lifted up, basically his mouth and chin was damp from her pussy and his own spit. He wiped and just could only grin. Greg took his member in his hand and stroked it infront of her.
 
Shannon’s gaze was glassy as she stared down at the man covered in her juices. She had been close to coming when he stopped and now she took what time she could to collect her thoughts. “Relationship?” she whispered breathlessly, her hand swept down to cup his moist chin and she brought him up to kiss her as she bent down, “we’re not in a relationship Greg. We’re just fuck buddies for the night.” She then pushed her tongue between his lips and sucked greedily from his juice-laden mouth. When the kiss ended, she smacked her lips together and purred. “Delicious,” she said, “but I’m thirsty for something else.”

She urged him back to the bed, to lay on the comforting mattress. Shannon stood next to the bed and then crawled between Greg’s legs. She settled herself onto the comforter and then licked the warm sack that kept the hard spheres of his balls protected. Her hands moved to learn his flesh. One wrapped firmly around his cock, the other slid down to the crack of his ass, and her fingers went to work teasing the tight hole.

Shannon popped one ball into her mouth, rolled it then swallowed some of it down into her throat, before releasing it and then treating the other with her experienced skills. She moaned, and sent vibrations along his sack, before gliding off of them and then going up to begin a slow, torturous assault on his shaft. “Yes, delicious indeed,” she growled and captured his manhood between her warm lips.
 
He couldn't believe the feeling that only her lips were giving him. It had been so long since he had last came and it would be a fountain today, he was sure. Greg started to picture it as her lips took in his manhood. He could only groaned and arch his back, the shear pleasure coursing through his body was so intense, he felt as if his mind were about to collapse.

Then her tongue changed, as well as her sucking. He had started to learn how she sucked and licked at his balls while they had been in her mouth but now it was different, almost better. It was impossible to tell wether or not it was location or sensitive areas. The dick that pulsed in her mouth could only keep pumping more and more blood into itself, forcing it to quiver with every smack of her tongue against it. "Oh god... holy... I can't even say what I want.."
 
Shannon’s hands moved to Greg’s hips, while her mouth slid even lower on his dick. She swirled her tongue around the firm appendage, sucked it back to the edge of her throat and then swallowed saliva and pre cum that was gathering over its entirety. She moaned, hummed and groaned around the sensitive member, eventually bobbing her way back up to the top so the melody of her sounds could travel up the full length of his dick. Back down she went, angling her head to the side. Her nose nuzzled against his balls and she breathed deep the heady scent of his sex.

Her hands crawled lazily up his chest, to rest on his nipples. She plucked at the hard beads, pulling and teasing them with her nails. As she drew his cock down her throat, she lifted her ass in the air. One hand left his nipple, to find itself shoved against her dripping pussy. Shannon used all her skills to bring Greg closer to a pending climax. She watched and waited for his stomach muscles to tighten and his ass cheeks to be drawn in. She knew he was close. The shot of sperm she hungered for, surprised her.

Normally she’d get a guy to this point and have to cheer herself on to drink his come. But with Greg, she wanted to taste it. The pre cum had been sweeter than she’d expected, and now the thought of his creamy fluid cascading down her throat only made her more excited. Her fingers played with her cunt as his nipple was tortured and his cock devoured.
 
With every tweak of his nipple, as well as slurp and movement along his cock, it braught him closer. He felt his balls contract just as she deepthroated his big dick.His stomach flexed and she could even feel it most likely. His eyes rolled in the back of his head from the shear pleasure he was having about to cum. He grabbed at the bed sheet as his sperm slid through his large shaft, opening the tiny hole at the tip and squirting a continuous stream, rather than a shot her and there. A continuous stream that he felt compile in her mouth and swallow before being filled once again. "oh my god..." His legs contracted from the intense feelings and finally, after what felt like a gift form heaven, it was done. He felt bad not letting her cum.

So instead of letting her sink her pussy onto his dick, he bent over and grabbed her waist, pulling her up onto his face. Her mouth still had rememants of cum in her mouth and on it a bit. He started to lap at her pussy, growling in it when he stuck his tongue deep and lapped as best as he could. He licked her walls while he grabbed her ass, egging her on to her orgasm while she sat on his lips.
 
Shannon’s grin was genuine as she was hauled up to Greg’s eager mouth. She ground herself against him, enjoying the depth at which his tongue traveled into her slick, hot home. His nose rubbed against the top of her pussy, caressing her clit and she felt her body stiffen and shudder as little waves of lust built there way up to the surface and collected. His breath covered her and invaded her and the heat of it added to the building furnace. “Ooh fuck, baby,” she moaned and ground herself harder onto his face. “Fuck... ohhh fuck,” she muttered.

Her hands moved to her breasts; she pulled them, mashed them, squeezed the round, pillow and then moved her fingers down to torture the hard rosy nipples. “Jesus Fuckin’ ... ohh yes. There, ohh God, Greg. Don’t stop... don’t you fuckin’ sto...”

Her voice suddenly grew quiet. The air in her lungs remained captured, trapped deep inside. Her back arched; her body tightened and her lids clenched over her glassy orbs. She shuddered and shook as her orgasm flooded from the dark recess of her pussy. The liquid splashed against Greg, coating his throat as well as spilling across his features. Shannon continued to come as Greg continued to drink his fill of her. She bucked and rocked against him, until she was shivering from the slightest touch.

Shannon fell to her side and spread her legs. “Greg. . . I want your cock. If you're gonna fuck me there are condoms in my purse. God, baby. Fuck me, please!”
 
He didn't see her purse, though, he did have one in his back pocket. One for shear pleasure for the both of them, he slid it on and made his dick glisten in the moonlight from the open window. He grinned and approached her, grasping his huge tool and pressing it to her soaking pussy. Greg took a tit in his mouth and sucked before charging his dick inside of her, he didn't think she'd be so tight.

He could only let out a groan as he pushed only half inside of her before her pussy grabbed him like a vice, then again, that was alittle more than half, just about 5 inchs. "C'mon baby, you can take it, ya, there you go..." He slid in and out, trying to get her used to it.
 
Shannon’s smile grew wide as Greg nestled himself inside her and then began to pump in and out of her tight channel. She squeezed her muscles, clamping his sex within her fleshy walls. “Mmmm. . . never a doubt,” she moaned as his cock pushed itself to the hilt and she wrapped her legs around him. Her heels dug into his back as she lifted herself up, while pulling him down into her. Back and forth they moved. His tempo slow and deliberate drove her to whimper and beg for a more quicker speed.

Her hands moved from her breasts to his arms. She held him tight and ground her pelvis muscles against his. “Fuck yeah,” she hissed through clenched teeth as the head of his cock pressed closer to the source of her pending arousal. Shannon sat up just enough for her mouth to latch onto Greg’s shoulder. She sucked and pulled the taunt flesh under her tongue. Over and over she suckled him, while he pumped in and out of her. When she knew she was close, she released his skin and arched her back, ground herself against him again and released her juices.

“Ohh fucckk..” The sound was drawn out as her fluids cascaded down his sheathed dick and splashed against both of their pubes and thighs.
 
He felt her love tunnel contract around his hard, sheathed cock. Her back arched, and he quickly grabbed her her back and pulled her to him, shoving her against his dick. He pressed deep and groaned from the intense feeling, yet continued to pound in and out inside of her. "Want to switch a ride my dick, slam it in your pussy? Hm?" He groaned, tugging on her ear love with his teeth and suckled on it.

He slid out and heard a slight slurp, she was dripping and when he saw her pussy and licked his lips. As her hand grasped his pulsing dick, he gazed up into her gorgeous eyes, licking his lips. Yet some force pushed his hands to her tits and cupped the voloptous globes and massaged them together, pressed her nipples while doing so.
 
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