Crazy Sexy Love

Hey Angels!

So Natalie explained yesterday about the post Alexis-IT Guy situation but I never really talked about the night after I met Mr. Craps and he brought me to sweet delicious climax with his fingers. So that’s my story for today!
Because you got to realize, I still had like a day or so left before all the girls got there and I had just had a taste of what Mr. Craps could do with his hands. I wanted to see what he could do with his mouth. And his cock.
I went upstairs that night and I just kept thinking about how powerful he was. He was so super confident and in charge of everything. He knew exactly what he was doing and who he was doing it to. He didn’t apologize or make any excuses for his behavior. He just saw something he wanted and took it.
I don’t know about you, Angels, but that turns me on super hard.
So the next day when he texted me earlier than expected I was a bit surprised but very, very happy.
He took me to lunch at Lavo, which is an Italian place in the hotel overlooking the Strip and I was melting just being with him.
He had on a dark grey blazer and a light blue shirt and he was actually great at conversing too. Most people I’ve met who are as confident and self-assured as Mr. Craps are all like into themselves and into their devices and way too caught up in what they’re doing – because the thing about them is that they’re always working. They’re always on. They never stop.
Anyways, so after lunch we walked through the casino a bit and then he turns to me and looks at me.
“I’m going to take you up to my room,” he tells me.
“Okay,” I say with a smirk. “What are we gonna do up there?”
“I’ll show you.”
And I’m like wow. Ok.
So we go up to his room. He’s got a suite that’s bigger than mine. That’s a relief. I’d be super disappointed if he had a smaller room than me.
We start to make out and he squeezes my ass.
“Get on the windowsill,” he tells me and I’m like wow. The windowsill is large enough for me to lay down on.
That’s where he starts exploring my body.
First with his hands. I cum at least twice.
Then he takes my clothes off and starts exploring with his tongue. I just go crazy.
By the time he actually puts a condom on and gets on top to fuck me, I’m already a mess. I’m like a lump of flesh on the surface of the windowsill and that’s when the real fun begins.
I think that dude fucked me in at least like ten different positions.
But he never left the windowsill. He said he wanted Las Vegas to watch as we fornicated.
In between orgasms and when I had conscious thought I actually was able to see cars and people going about their lives.
I lost track of time.
By the time we were done, I needed his help to walk.
I looked at the clock as I went to shower. I was covered in sweat and cum. The clock read 8 pm.
We had gone up to his room at 2.
It was insane, Angels.
He told me that he was going to San Francisco the next day and he’d be there for at least three weeks and I should go visit him. I’ve been at Alexis’ neighbor’s place now for the last three days and I haven’t texted him yet.
Mainly because while the sex was fun, it was so freaking intense that it kinda scared me. Like it was almost a visceral experience that I saw my life flash before my eyes, you know?

Anyways, let me know what you think.

Also, you remember during New Years Eve I met those two dudes, Guy 1 and Guy 2?

Well, we didn’t end up quite the way I wanted to…but I wrote about them. If you remember the blog post, then this story I wrote is totally about them. I mean I changed a bunch of the circumstances but the banter between the two guys was just like that. The sex is super dirty and I tried to capture as much of it as possible. It’s a dirty cover too…just the way I like it! You should check it out!