Leave the casino

You turn to go towards the door and leave. Now that you've had the chance to test out your new ring, you don't feel like gambling anymore. After all, it's not really gambling if you're guaranteed to win. Not quite sure of what you want to do, you leave the casino and just walk around aimlessly, taking in the nightlife of Vegas. As you come across a crowded area along the Vegas strip filled with nightclubs and bars, you accidentally bump into someone outside 1 club and you nearly fall over. Luckily, the person grabs your arm and steadies you.

"Sorry!" you apologize, realizing you were too busy looking all around you that you weren't watching where you were going. After you regain your bearings, you look at the person you had walked into. It's a young blonde who looks dressed up like a lot of people around you in clothes to hit the clubs. She's short and petite, has heavy makeup on, and is wearing a blue mini skirt and grey tank top that sounds off a whole ton of cleavage. Her breasts are much bigger than they should be on a person of her size and it's hard not to stare at her chest. Fortunately, you're taller and looking downward at her anyway, so she might not know. She's quite pretty but she also looks very unhappy and you apologize again.

"I'm sorry! I wasn't looking. It's my fault. Let me pay for your cover charge or something," you offer.

The blonde shakes her head. "No, it's okay..." she says, still looking unpleased and you realize she was unhappy before you had bumped into her.

"Is everything okay?" you ask. It doesn't look like she's with anyone, which seems weird.

The blonde stares at you with a while like she's considering whether you're a threat, before she sighs and shakes her head. "No... I'm here on vacation with my family and they went to see a show. I told them I wasn't feeling well so that I could sneak off to go clubbing and have fun," she says.

"So what's wrong?"

The blonde holds up her ID. "My ID doesn't work. My birthday's not until next week and I thought it would work, but I've been to 3 clubs and they've all refused to let me in. The worst thing is I left my keycard and credit card in the hotel suite so I'm stuck outside until my family gets back," she says, rubbing her bare shoulders with her hands as a cold breeze blows through. You look at her ID and she's indeed 20 years old, almost 21, and her name is Sydney.

"Oh," you say, thinking about what you could do to help Sydney. Of course, if you were just thinking about her, you could just use your mind control ring to get the bouncer to let her into the club, but her cleavage is just right there and you can't stop staring at her chest. A hottie like her going into the clubs is bound to end up hooking up with some random guy, you think. You might as well save her some time and be that random guy since you're feeling horny looking at her and your cock is ready to go again. "Um, sorry, I can't help you get into the clubs, but I can get you a room at the nearest hotel if you want," you suggest.

"Really?!" Sydney says, perking up and smiling for the first time.

"Sure. Come on," you say and you gesture for her to follow you as you head in the direction of the nearest hotel which is just across the street.

Sydney walks alongside you and even grabs your hand and holds it as you 2 cross the street. At the hotel, you go up to the front desk with Sydney and ask for a room.

"Sir, we don't have hourly rates," the middle-aged man behind the counter says.

You blink and stare back in confusion until you realize the clerk thinks Sydney is a hooker. You glance over at Sydney and you can't blame him for thinking so. She leans over to your ear and whispers, "What does he mean?"

"He thinks you're a hooker," you whisper back into her ear and her eyes widen before she glares at the clerk.

"It's fine, I'll pay for the night," you say, offering him your card. The clerk shrugs and swipes it, like he thinks you're wasting your money, before he hands you a keycard with the room number on it. It's on the 9th level and you hadn't exactly sprung for an expensive suite.

You and Sydney head over to the elevators to go up to the room. You're not sure what she's thinking and neither of you have said anything about whether you would be joining her in the room, although you would think that the intentions of a guy like you offering to get her a room would be rather obvious. At the elevators, there's another 2 people waiting. It's a black man, somewhere in his mid 20s, and he's with a blonde about Sydney's age and dressed similarly too, except she's wearing brighter colors. She's definitely a hooker.

The 4 of you step into the elevator when it gets here and the 2 pairs of you stand on opposing sides of the elevator facing each other. They're going to the same level as you 2. The other man looks at Sydney's face, then her chest and legs and grins before he turns to you. "Nice. Maybe we can swap later," he says with a wink as the door opens and you all step out. "Room 912," he says, leading his companion to the right while you and Sydney head left to your room.

When you get to the room and open the door, you let Sydney go in first before you enter after her. She doesn't object and you decide to keep going and seeing how far you can get without having to use your magic rings. So far, all you've had to use is a credit card to get her here. Sydney immediately walks up to the full length mirror in the room to look at herself. "Shit, I guess I really look like a hooker, huh?" she says. You don't say anything and slowly get closer to her until you're standing behind her and you at her in the reflection of the mirror.

Sydney stares back at you for a long time until she suddenly pulls the straps of her top down and exposes her enormous breasts to you. They're as perfect as you imagined and seem all natural. She then unzips her mini skirt and shimmies it and her top off to the floor, leaving her in just a blue thong and her heels. Then, she turns around and sinks to her knees and proceeds to undo your pants.

"You sure?" you say, surprised at how easy and fast this is going. By the time you finish both words, Sydney already has your pants and boxers down to your ankles and takes your semi hard cock between her lips and starts sucking, deepthroating you with ease. The blowjob doesn't last for long as she stops and raises herself up, holding her breasts and letting your cock rest in the valley between them. You thrust back and forth gently, enjoying the warm sensation of her breasts wrapped around your cock.

"Yeah, I'm sure," Sydney says with a sexy smile. "I was going to find some cute guy in the clubs and get laid anyway," she says and you both laugh. At least you 2 were thinking the same way. You fuck her breasts for a while more until you get tired and stop.

Sydney gets up and slips her thong off in the process. "You have a rubber?" she asks, pulling you over to the bed. You shake your head. "Well, I'm too horny to stop. Pull out, okay? I'm not on birth control," Sydney says, laying down on the bed and spreading her legs. Her pussy hair is trimmed to a wide landing strip. You mutter your agreement as you slip your cock through her tight pussy lips and she moans in pleasure. Given her previous oral skills, you're not surprise that she's able to take your entire cock to the hilt on the first try and you just start pounding away.

For the next few minutes, you give Sydney your best effort and fuck her as hard and fast in the missionary position as possible. She's very vocal about her pleasure and she has a couple of quick, mini orgasms along the way until your thrusts get shorter but faster when you feel close to cumming. She must have sensed it and she says, "Pull out... or put it in my ass," she gasps, before she lets out a high pitched shriek and cums violently, rolling her eyes back and writhing in bed.