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Re: When I Was 17.... by Flashh: 10:18pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Berbierklaus:"How do you tell if a woman in Las Vegas is a prostitute?" "She makes eye contact." OK, now that that's out of the way. My experience with a man thinking he's a female based on his dress and and make-up when I was 17. I was in Las Vegas when a beautiful woman in a tiny black cocktail dress made eye contact across the Casino floor. I felt a shiver go right down my spine and right to my crotch the moment she looked at him. She was gorgeous. Tall. Dark eyes. A sway to her hips. The woman walked over to me and I bought her a drink. She laid a hand on my bicep. Then she laid a hand on my thigh and I felt my strain against his pants."So." She said. She gave me a little squeeze. "So." I said. "Uhh. um. How much for a hand job?" "A hand job," she said? And the words fell out of her mouth like honey. "Yeah. Yeah. How much for a hand job" he sputtered. "A hand job is $200" she said, plain and innocents like she was giving me directions to the mall. I felt nauseous in my stomach. "$200?," 1 said. "$200 for a hand job? What? What makes your hand jobs so good that they're worth $200 dollars?" A tiny smile crept across the woman's lips. "Come with me," she said and she slithered towards the casino door. I followed her outside. "Do you see that Denny's down the street?," She said. I looked and saw a Denny's about a quarter mile down the road. "Yeah." "Do you see that other Denny's a little further down?" I strained my eyes, but I saw it. Denny's are thick on the ground in Vegas. "I own BOTH of those Denny's because I give a hand job that's worth $200." I swallowed hard and looked for an ATM. When the hand job was over I laid in his hotel bed in a state of shock. It had been amazing. The greatest hand-job I'd ever received. I wasn't even sure I'd ever be able to self-service again because it would pale so much in comparison. Every muscle in my body was slack. I felt warm. Happy. Safe. The woman walked out of the bathroom drying her hands. She started walking onwards the door. "Wait! Wait," I said. "Uhh . . . listen. That was . . . that was amazing. But I have to know . . . I just have to. How much for a Mouth Action?" "A Mouth Action," the woman said (or maybe she purred?) "A Mouth Action is $500." "$50 !!!!" I almost screamed. "Listen, you just gave me the greatest hand job of my life, but what the heck makes your blow jobs worth $500?" The woman walked towards the hotel window. "Do you see that hotel across the street?" she asked. I looked at the hotel. It wasn't a huge casino or anything, but it was a nice hotel with maybe 100 rooms right off the strip. It was easily worth millions. It had gargoyles that seemed to stare at me with beady, hungry eyes. "Yeah. I see it." "I own that hotel because I give blow-jobs that are worth $500." She said. I knew he was sunk. I couldn't afford it but I HAD to know what this woman could do with her mouth that was worth $500 . . . I went downstairs and got her a cashier's check. And the Mouth Action was. amazing. It was a religious experience for me. I felt my body and my soul separate. I felt loved and wanted. He felt powerful. I felt all the stresses of my life. My job that I hated so much just fade away. And when she was done, I just lay there in total, absolute bliss . . . I heard the woman gurgling with mouth wash in the bathroom. She picked up her purse to leave. And even though I didn't WANT to says anything because I KNEW I couldn't afford it, I couldn't help my. "Wait! Wait!" She stopped. "I have to know. How much for the pússy?" "The Kitty-Cat?" she said and I saw a twinkle in her eye. She walked back to the window. "Do you see Las Vegas out there? Do you see the giant casinos, the monstrous hotels, the hot dog vendors, the strip clubs, the bright neon signs, the roller coasters, the theaters, the working girls . . . do you see the cabs and and the bouncers and the slot machines? Do you see ALL of Las Vegas out there covered in light and pulsing??" My mouth went dry. "Yeah, I see it." "Honey, if I had a pússy, I'd own all of that too." That was how I was scammed! 11 Likes 5 Shares |
Re: When I Was 17.... by ImDharay: 10:20pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
at 17.? I'll pass... |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Berbierklaus(f): 10:27pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
iykekelvins:You follow me? If I had denied,would you have believed me? |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:35pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Re: When I Was 17.... by iykekelvins(m): 10:35pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Berbierklaus:Yeah, I gueSs |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:38pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Re: When I Was 17.... by handsam(m): 10:39pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
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Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:43pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
colik: Sweet lawd colik...!! So that was when you started? Lol |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:51pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Milonis:Started what biko? |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:54pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
DatCuteGuy: |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 10:57pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
slyIsaac: Sgt. SlyIsaac, I give up...lawd |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:01pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Muvacci: Lol bro, I ain't taking this from you. Unless of course if you just don't wanna share |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:06pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
colik:I be damned to say it |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:18pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
I got my first Mouth Gig mehn et was swit |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:22pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Milonis:Lol..say it Oh! |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:32pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
... STFUareyouGod: |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:35pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
colik: I wasn't here |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:38pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 11:51pm On Aug 29, 2016 |
Fabulocity:what? |
Re: When I Was 17.... by RoyalBlak007: 12:03am On Aug 30, 2016 |
ErnieSmallzz: Tell me yours first 'Ladies First' |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:18am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Nothing. STFUareyouGod: |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:21am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Berbierklaus: Hehe. E don tey when U no dey hear word Lemme see where was I at 17..... Ill gist you privately not here |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:22am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Fabulocity:you seen it? |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:24am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Seen what? STFUareyouGod: |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:30am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Fabulocity:my message |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:31am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Didn't see nothing. STFUareyouGod: |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 12:43am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Dharneehell(m): 2:25am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Not done anything crazy.... Still 17 sef. |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 4:18am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Fabulocity: Just like I thought, all this introverts jumping round threads trading insults and making bold assertions but in reality Lioness Online, Cats offline... |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 4:23am On Aug 30, 2016 |
Flashh: The least you could do was put a link to the old joke. |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Sexytemi(f): 7:14am On Aug 30, 2016 |
DatCuteGuy: .Eyaaaa, sorry about the slap |
Re: When I Was 17.... by Nobody: 7:21am On Aug 30, 2016 |
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