MILF Night in Las Vegas Ch. 01

Rebecca's heart was pounding in her chest and she felt woozy with desire. She could only nod and agree. "Yes...yes."

"Yes, a big black cock to touch you in all those places you've dreamed of, to make you come like you've never come before." Oscar took her hand and slid it beneath the table. "Do you think this will be big enough for you?"

Rebecca let him place her hand in his lap where he pressed it against himself and then let it go, her fingers eagerly seeking out the impressive bulge beneath his pants. She let her fingers explore the thick member lying beneath the soft fabric, her fingers circling the stiffening shaft. She couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips as her hand moved along the appendage, further down his pant leg, and further still. She could feel the heat of his stiffening member right through his pants, and still, there was more to discover. Her slender fingers went further along the inside of his thigh, her sensitive fingertips finally coming into contact with the pronounced coronal ridge. She shivered, thinking about how that broad rope-like ridge would feel tearing deep into her, stretching and spreading her cunt like never before. Her fingers went further, the massive knob of his cock completely filling her hand.

"Do you think that'll take care of what you need, Rebecca? Is that what you came here for tonight?"

"Oh god, yes," Rebecca hissed breathlessly, her hand instinctively starting to stroke back and forth along his pant leg, at the same time as her pussy was drooling into her panties. As if he could read her mind, she felt his hand settle on her thigh. He casually slid it upwards, his long fingers starting to make their way beneath the hem of her dress.

"So, tell me, what do you like?"

With her body tingling with excitement, and her senses focussed on what she was feeling beneath her hand and his fingers beneath her dress, his words caught Rebecca off guard. "What? What do you mean?"

"As far as sex goes, what do you like best? Remember, be honest now."

His fingers were moving in slow circles on her thigh, slowly stoking the fire building within her. At this point, she knew that there was no point in hiding anything. He'd be able to see through any lie, and besides, why not just tell him exactly what she wanted. If it came closer to allowing her greatest fantasy to come true, what could be the harm? "I...I like to suck."

"Hmm, that's good, very good." He was smiling at her, and she couldn't help but blush. "And I have the feeling you like to swallow too, don't you? Swallow a nice big load of thick creamy cum."

"Yes," she acknowledged with a nod of her head.

"Well, don't worry, I'll keep you well-fed tonight. You're going to be swallowing a lot of cum by the time I'm done with you. I like to come a lot, and by that I mean both often, and when I do come, you're going to have a lot spunk shooting into that pretty little mouth of yours every time I choose to fill it."

Rebecca felt like she was about to climax right there on the spot. His provocative words had her dripping like crazy. She didn't think she'd ever been so wet. "By...by often," she gasped out, "how many times can you..." She let her words trail off, too timid to speak what her mind was wondering about.

"I don't think I'll disappoint you. I know my body, and as long as you keep sucking on it, I'll be able to stay hard pretty much all night long."

Rebecca shuddered as she felt the gigantic cock beneath her fingers throb once more.

"Yes, you won't go hungry, I can promise you that. It'll be fun to watch you swallow it all though." He paused for a second and Rebecca felt herself flushing, from both embarrassment and arousal. "You do like to fuck though, right?"

Again, she nodded.

"What's the biggest cock you've had inside you?" After the surprised look came over her face, he added, "Since you're here in search of a big black cock, it's obvious that size is important to you and you'd know the exact answer to my question. You've had small cocks all your life, so whatever's been the biggest would stand out in your mind."

Again, Rebecca couldn't believe how easily he could read her every thought. In answer to his question, it didn't take her long to think of the Professor, the best, and biggest, lover she'd ever had. "About...about seven inches."

"Well, you're going to be getting a lot more than that tonight. You'll feel like a virgin all over again." As she could only sit there, mesmerized and in a lust-filled daze at the thought of the huge cock beneath her fingertips stretching her and filling her up, Oscar said, "I bet just thinking about having a big black cock drive deep into you is making your hive fill up with nice warm honey, isn't it?" His hand on her thigh stopped its rubbing and he kept it still, causing her to look at him questioningly. "Go ahead, you know what I want."

His voice was calm, and confident, just like the Professor's had been when he spoke to her. It was perfect. Rebecca didn't hesitate. Yes, she knew exactly what he wanted. She slowly let her legs drift open to each side.

"That's the way, that's a good girl." Oscar immediately started to explore further, his words of praise, and calling her a 'good girl', setting Rebecca all aflutter.

She kept her hand on the massive tube of flesh beneath his pant leg, feeling it stiffen even more as his fingers moved higher, his fingertips finding the leg opening of her lacy panties. He traced one finger up and down along the lace trim, and then slipped his fingers underneath, finding her steamy box soaked with her flowing nectar. He let his fingers move over her hot slick mound, causing her to tremble and squirm under his knowing touch. She couldn't help but give off a needy whimper.

"Do you like it in the ass too?" he asked, one long thick finger moving its way upwards along her slippery pleasure-groove, the tip tracing as lightly as a feather over her sensitive clit.

"Yes," she was able to hiss out, her backside shifting restlessly on the seat beneath her.

"Good, because I'm gonna have my way with all three of your holes, as many times as I want. The question is, where do you want my cum? I can dump those loads wherever you like. I can shoot it deep into you, or pull out of your ass or cunt and pump it right into your mouth, or all over you, whatever you like."

Rebecca's heart was racing with excitement as she listened to him, her pussy drooling like mad all over his hand. "I...I'd like that," she gasped out.

"What, what would you like? Tell me where you want my cum."

"I...I want it in my mouth, or all over me, wherever you like, but I especially like feeling it shoot into my mouth." Rebecca almost couldn't believe she'd said what she did, words that normally would have made her blush like a fire engine. But with this man, this beautiful black man, it just felt right to tell him her deepest desires.

Oscar gave her a knowing smile as he casually nodded. "All right, I like the sounds of that. Like I said, don't worry, you won't go hungry. I'm gonna give you so much cum you won't need breakfast tomorrow."

He'd been toying with her damp mound, his fingers tracing teasingly over the surface of her warm flesh, but Rebecca was surprised when she felt his long middle finger start to slide right into her. She sat up straight, her eyes flicking around the room, sure that everyone was looking at them.

"Mmm, hot and tight...very nice," Oscar said as he slid his finger all the way in to the third knuckle. "Now, let's see if we can find your trigger."

Rebecca felt him rub his finger in a slow torturous circle deep inside her, his fingertip finally stopping to press firmly against the soft folds of flesh right beneath her clit.

He had hit her trigger spot perfectly, and within seconds, she was a goner. "AAAAAHHH...NO...I....I....OH GODDDDD..." she gasped, gritting her teeth as she started to climax, her backside wanting to squirm like crazy under his skilful touch. She kept as still as she could, her eyes half-closed as euphoric waves of pleasure shot through her. Her big breasts were heaving beneath her dress as she trembled and quivered, her nipples stiff and pressing hotly against her bustier as he kept rubbing his finger over that sensitive spot. She could feel herself gushing all over his hand, the muscles on the insides of her thighs spasming in delight as her orgasm continued, but still he kept going, rubbing his long finger teasingly along the roof of her vagina. Finally, the luxurious sensations dwindled and she sat there, breathing raggedly as she looked at him through hooded eyes, a look of serene pleasure on her face.

"Well, I hope that felt nice. Don't worry, you'll have a lot more like that before I'm done with you tonight."

"That...that felt amazing," Rebecca said under her breath, her body still twitching in post-orgasmic bliss.

"That's good. Yes, I'm going to have to explore that hot little hive a lot deeper in a little while, and I've got a nice big tool to do it with," Oscar said as he withdrew his hand from beneath her skirt and held it in front of her, his fingers glistening lewdly. With his body shielding them from the rest of the room, he brought his fingers close to her face, her warm womanly scent filling her senses. "Go ahead, you know what to do."

Almost dizzy with arousal and in a state of rapturous lassitude, Rebecca leaned forward and slipped her lips over Oscar's fingers, her tongue slithering forward to lap up her warm juices. She saw him smile knowingly as he let her lick and suck up all of the creamy nectar. "That's good. Now give me a sample of how that sweet mouth of yours will feel on my cock." With that, he closed his hand into a fist and stuck his thumb up.

Rebecca had been able to see that Oscar was a big man, and she'd been able to feel the size of his hand when it had been beneath her skirt, but she was still awestruck by the size of the man's thumb. It was almost as big around as her husband's cock! She couldn't help herself as she leaned forwards and slid her lips right down over his extended digit, her tongue moving in slow tortuous circles as she bathed it with her spit.

"Oh, you do like to use that hot mouth of yours, don't you? Yes, I'm definitely going to enjoy filling that over and over."

Again, she was surprised when he pulled his hand back, his thumb coming out of her mouth with an audible "POP!"

"Yes, I can see how perfect that mouth of yours is going to be working on my cock. You'll get lot of practice tonight, I can promise you that." Oscar calmly reached beneath the table and drew her hand away from his crotch. Rebecca felt like a kid who'd just had their new toy taken away.

"My...my room is right upstairs," Rebecca said quickly, more aroused than she'd ever been in her life, and beside herself to get her hands back on that enormous cock.

"Just slow down for a minute, sweetheart." Rebecca watched as Oscar turned, distracted by a sound at the bar. She saw his eyes meet the gaze of an attractive brunette standing there looking right at him, a fancy drink in her hand. The woman was younger than her, and stunningly beautiful. The brunette had an enormous set of breasts attractively displayed in a shimmering silver mini-dress that showed off not only her voluptuous breasts, but a mile of leg too. A wave of jealously rolled over Rebecca as she watched them exchange a smile.

Oscar turned back to her. "Look, I've got to speak with a friend of mine for a few minutes." Rebecca was sure that 'friend' was the young brunette with the killer body. As if sensing her anxiety, Oscar tilted his head as he spoke to her, "What is it, is something wrong?"

Rebecca felt herself blush with embarrassment as she nodded subtly to the stunning woman at the bar. "Is...is that the friend you need to talk to?"

Oscar looked over at the young woman again who Rebecca had nodded at. He turned back to Rebecca, a warm calming smile on his face. "No, it definitely is not. It's one of the gentlemen you saw me with earlier. We've got to get a few business details settled. It won't take long." Oscar paused as he gave the attractive brunette another look. Rebecca could see that the young woman was flirtingly sipping at her drink as she looked in Oscar's direction, as if to suggest she'd be only too happy to put the pursed lips sucking the straw of her drink around his big black cock instead.

"Don't tell me you're jealous of her?" Oscar said as turned back to Rebecca and tipped his head in the direction of the bar, a quirky smile on his face.

"Well, she is definitely eyeing you up," Rebecca replied with a bashful shrug of her shoulders. "And she is gorgeous."

Oscar didn't look over at the girl at all as he slowly shook his head. "I'm not interested in her at all. A young girl like that, she has no idea what she wants out of life yet. But a mature woman like you..." Oscar paused as he blatantly let his eyes roam over Rebecca, his gaze lingering on her full soft breasts, the warm flesh all but spilling over the front of her new black dress, "yes, a mature woman like you—and one who is as incredibly beautiful as you are—knows exactly what she wants. And that's what I like."

Oscar's kind words and flattery warmed Rebecca's heart, and calmed her at the same time. She couldn't keep the smile off her face. "Thank you, thank you so much for saying that."

"Don't worry, that girl can't hold a candle to the kind of beauty you possess and, I'll tell you right now, I'm going to show you how gorgeous you are...all night long...over and over."

Rebecca shivered with excitement once more, her pussy still drooling into her already-soaked panties.

"Look," said Oscar, "when I'm fucking you or using that gorgeous body of yours how I want tonight, I may call you a few names, names that you're not used to. I have the feeling you actually like that kind of thing, but I just want to make sure."

"Names? Like...like what?"

"Like cocksucker, or slut, that kind of thing, because that's what you'll be doing or how you'll be acting. I don't think you'll have a problem with that, right?"

Rebecca felt herself blushing, and she felt she must be as red as a fire engine but, once again, Oscar had been able to read her perfectly. He knew that she would love to be spoken to in that way, to be called names like that.

"Yeah, I thought so," Oscar continued, a knowing smile on his face even though she hadn't said a word. "Yeah, you'll be my good little slut and cocksucker tonight, for as long as I want. I'm gonna drown you in the white stuff before we're done."

Rebecca felt dizzy with excitement, Oscar's lewd words making her tingle all over.

"So, as I said, I've got to go talk to my friend for a bit, but there are a couple of things I want you to do first before I meet you in your room."

"Uh, okay," Rebecca said eagerly as she saw the brunette all but pouting at this point, clearly disappointed that Oscar wasn't even interested in looking her way.

"Give me your phone," Oscar said as he held his hand out. Rebecca reached into her clutch purse and quickly pulled out her phone. She entered her password and handed it to him as he spoke again, "Here, I'm putting my number in it." He did that and handed it back to her. "Now, I'm sure you have something very pretty on underneath that gorgeous dress of yours, don't you?"

Rebecca nodded, thinking about the sexy black bustier and French-cut panties she was wearing.

"That's nice, but since I'm going to be spending the night, I'll want you to change into something else once or twice along the way. I like to see pretty women dressed in nice things." Rebecca liked the sound of that. She loved sexy lingerie as well, loved the feel of it on her skin, and what the thought of wearing it promised. Not only that, what he was saying was reinforcing that he was going to be spending the night with her. At least it wasn't going to be just a quick fuck that, although likely spectacular, would leave her longing for more. And, he had said he was going to show her how beautiful she was...all night long. She definitely liked the sound of that, especially since her husband was one of those 'one and done' guys. The idea of a black man with a cock that could stay hard for hours was what her dreams were made of. Just the thought of it had her pussy creaming even more. Oscar continued, "I want you to go the lingerie shop in the mall right out there."

In the large shopping complex connected to the hotel, Rebecca definitely knew where the lingerie shop was; that was where she'd purchased earlier today what she was wearing beneath her new dress right now.

Oscar continued. "Pick out a couple of outfits for tonight besides what you're already wearing. And one thing, I like white, so just keep that in mind. But feel free to get yourself something in some other color too. Yeah, at least a couple more outfits besides what you have on under that dress."

Rebecca nodded, wondering if he meant 'white' not only in the color of lingerie he liked, but in his basic preference when it came to his choice of women.

"I want you to go to the drugstore and pick up a couple of things as well. Get some Astroglide, because I'm gonna want to fill each one of your holes and, trust me, you don't want me going into that pretty little bumhole of yours dry."

Rebecca shivered at the thought of it. The Professor had taught her all about the pleasures of anal sex, but it had been a long time. Deep down, she couldn't wait, especially having felt the breathtaking size of the monster lying beneath Oscar's pant leg.

"And get some baby oil for when I fuck those nice tits of yours. While you're there, if you don't have any, pick yourself up a hairband or one of those scrunchie things. I don't want your hair getting in the way while you're sucking my cock."

Rebecca almost climaxed, just listening to the blatant words he was using, which was arousing her to no end. With her mind numb, she could do nothing more than nod in agreement.

"Good," Oscar said as he started to get up from the table. Rebecca noticed that he didn't look in the brunette's direction once, which made her happy. "I'll probably be close to an hour with my friend, so give me a call when you're back in your room."

"Uh...when I'm...," Rebecca said, stopping him in his tracks, "when I'm at the drug store, do you want me to buy some condoms?"

Oscar looked like she'd swatted him. "Condoms? I thought you wanted the full experience of servicing and getting fucked by a black man's cock? If you're talking about condoms, let me know right now and we're done."

Rebecca felt embarrassed by her question. She quickly shook her head. "No. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I said that."

"All right then," Oscar said as he straightened his suit jacket and glanced quickly at the table where his friends were still talking. He looked back at her, that warm calming smile on his face once more as he let his dark eyes linger over her body hungrily. "Call me when you're ready and I'll be right there."

Taking a deep breath, Rebecca gathered herself and slid out of the booth after he walked away. It took all of her willpower not to make a dash to the lingerie store, but she made her way calmly across the room, having noticed that Oscar was already involved in a conversation with one of his friends. Once she was outside the bar, Rebecca broke into a brisk walk, heading towards the lingerie store like a heat-seeking missile.

She was wetter than she'd ever been, excited beyond her wildest dreams. She had to hurry; an hour wasn't really a lot of time to get all the things Oscar had asked for. But she definitely had no intention of disappointing him. She felt elated that Oscar didn't find that brunette attractive enough to be worthy of his attentions. It had pleasantly surprised her, considering how positively stunning the stacked young woman was. She hoped she could live up to Oscar's expectations of her, and knew she'd do whatever he wanted in order to make him happy, because she knew deep down that letting him do whatever he wished with her would make her happy too. She couldn't wait...