 Risking It All in Atlantic City

An Anna & Jason Story

By

Jake Marlow

 

 

Going down to Atlantic City isn’t something I do often, but both Anna and I have been working hard, so I thought it would be fun to take a day trip and I booked us a room at Resorts. The plan was to head down early on a Saturday.  I wanted spend some time on the beach and then go to our room, shower and change, and hit the casino.

It’s a great, warm June day and the beach is pretty crowded.  We pick a spot and spread out a blanket and put down our bags.  The crowd at the Shore is a hodge-podge of people from all over the tri-state area and as radios compete for supremacy, strains of Latin and dance music battle with some good, old fashioned hard rock and roll.  To our right, Steel Pier is just opening up.  The smell of every manner of junk food, from pizza to funnel cake, wafts down from the boardwalk.  As I open up our reclining camp chairs, Anna catches my attention when she slips her denim shorts down to reveal her bikini bottoms beneath.  It’s not a thong, or anything like that, but the string bikini bottoms are more revealing that what she would typically wear.  I helped her pick it out, of course, when we went to the mall the other day. 

The bikini wasn’t the only thing I’d convinced her to buy, after she admitted to feeling sexy while trying the outfits on, but Anna assured me I would never see her in most of the outfits in public.  The deciding factor was that I offered to pick up the tab and she said, “Waste your money if you like.”  But I could see how much fun she had trying on the sexy clothes and was sure I could convince her to wear some of them out.  Once she sits down, Anna removes her snug t-shirt too, giving me the full view of the colorful, patterned bikini.  Anna doesn’t have the biggest chest, but her breasts are firm and perfect and seem bigger on her petite frame.  She’s slender and only stands five-foot-three in bare feet.  She shakes out her thick, chestnut hair, which she’s cut shorter for the summer.  It used to fall to the middle of her back, but now just brushes her shoulders.  I’ve always loved Anna’s hair and wasn’t on board at first, but now I love her sexy new ‘do.

“Would you like to help me with this?”  Anna asks, catching me checking her out.  She waggles a bottle of tanning lotion and I almost fall out of my chair reaching for it.

Although she only really needs help reaching some areas of her back, I insist on helping cover all her exposed skin and I make sure to take my time.  Anna is a bit embarrassed, I can tell, to have me touching her all over in the middle of a crowded beach, but as I’m rubbing her flat tummy I see her nipples harden through her bikini top and I know she’s enjoying it just as much as I am.  I press into her leg and I know she can feel the hard-on straining my baggy swimming trunks.  As I rub her down, I catch a couple teenage boys watching and I lean down to whisper in her ear and tell her.  Anna tries to push my hands away, but I fight her off and only slow down as I massage the lotion into her legs, going as far up her thighs as I can decently get away with in public.  As I rub the lotion into her hot flesh, I continue whispering in her ear.

“See how hot you are, baby?  Those kids can’t take their eyes off of you.  You’re the hottest girl on this part of the beach.”  Though she’s wearing sunglasses, I can see Anna’s eyes keep flicking over to see the boys checking her out.  I know that since she turned thirty, getting older has been on Anna’s mind and it must feel great to have these boys checking her out.  She closes her thighs when she thinks my hands are creeping too close to her sex, but her heavy breathing tells me my caresses are taking their toll.

“I bet either one of them would love to be in my place right now.  They’d probably cum right in their trunks,” I tell her.  Anna gasps, no doubt thinking about that very thing.

 Over the past few months we’ve been, I guess experimenting would be the word, experimenting with fooling around in semi-public places, places we could get caught.  The danger has turbo charged our sex life and I’m always looking for ways to see how far Anna will go, to see how much risk she can take.  She actually surprised me by taking the lead on our last outing, surprising me in the showers at our gym.  Of course it was near closing and the men’s locker room was deserted, but there was the risk we could get caught, and we very nearly were.  Anna and I have relived that night many times in bed and every time we do she can’t get me inside her fast enough.  At the mall the other night she even let she slip into a changing booth with her, for a second anyway.  It was long enough for me to help her change an outfit and grope her and I could tell Anna barely had the willpower to push me out.  I’m hoping that Anna will be even more daring during our little trip, where we’re not likely to run into anyone we know.

“I think I’m fully protected now,” Anna sighs and pulls me in for a deep kiss before pushing me away.  She puts in the earbuds of her iPod and pulls out a book and proceeds to ignore me, though I can see she can’t help glancing to see if her admires are still paying attention. 

 Both Anna and I are pretty active and just lying there on the beach.  Soaking up sun isn’t our thing, so it’s not long before we’re down in the water.  Unfortunately, the North Atlantic isn’t all that warm, even in June.  While I just run in and duck my head under the gray-green waves, Anna takes her time easing into the water.  Her arms are clenched around her and her nipples are like bullets, but she still ignores my advice.  “Just jump it,” I urge her.  “It’s worse if you prolong it.”

Finally, she reaches me and the water is up to her waist.  I can see she’s still shivering, so I grab her, lift her into the air, and toss her into the water.  Anna pops up, and after smoothing back her hair, she splashes me and yells, “You bastard!”  A splash fight quickly turns into a wrestling match and Anna does an admirable job, considering I’m almost six-feet-tall and probably have a good eighty pounds on her.  Anna’s strong from all that time in the gym and I only really gain the upper hand when she realizes the disadvantages of wresting in a string bikini top.  After her breasts almost pop out for the second time she dedicates a hand to keeping her top on and I wrap her up and drag her further out into the waves.

The water is up the Anna’s chest and the is crowd much thinner out here, so when I grope her no one can really see it.  I can tell that she’s keyed up from earlier because she doesn’t try to stop me when I move my hands over her breasts and massage them, centering her hard nipples in my palms.  Instead she moans and leans back against me, both of us facing the shore.  With her rubbing that ass against me I find shrinkage is no longer an issue and soon my shaft is nestled between her cheeks and I wish our swimsuits weren’t between us.  Would Anna be daring enough to let me slip inside her with hundreds of people just a few dozen feet away, I wonder.  She’s still with me when I slide my hand inside her bikini top and gently tease her stiff nipple.  “Mmm, Jason,” she moans, reaching back, beneath the waves, to rub my cock.

I’m kissing her neck and my other hand pushes into her bottoms and cups her neatly trimmed mound.  Anna gasps and grips my cock tightly when I work my finger longwise between her lips, rubbing her soft, slick inside.  Quickly, she’s breathing hard and moaning and rocking rhythmically against my hand.  I focus on rubbing her clit and she can’t help crying out, the sound swallowed by the waves.

“I want you right now.  Let me fuck you,” I moan into her ear.  I’m feeling damned good myself with her rubbing my cock. 

“Right here?”  Anna gasps.  “Everyone is so close.”

“I know.  I don’t care.  I have to have you.”

“No, Jason, we can’t.  Everyone will know.  Ohh…”

“You don’t think they know what we’re doing now?  Standing out here on our own?”  I really have no idea if anyone knows what we’re up to, but I wouldn’t be surprised.  I would be thinking about it if I looked over and saw us.  I know Anna is scanning the crowd, looking to see if anyone is watching us.  I’m sure, in her mind, she sees what she wants to. 

“Ohh…ohhh…ohhh Jason…” she cries, climaxing and pushing hard against my hand.  We bob up and down with the waves while I clutch Anna to me and she rides out her orgasm.  The only reason I don’t cum with her is because she lost focus on me when she came.

When we return to the beach, Anna walks with a sexy, confident strut that wasn’t there when we went out into the water.  The boys are watching her again when we walk back to our spot and Anna takes her time toweling off before settling back into her chair.  She chooses to touch up her tanning lotion herself and slowly, lovingly caresses herself as she rubs the lotion in.  Anna puts on a great show and I’m sure both teenagers are just as hard as I am by the time she’s done.

The sun is high in the sky and we’re both famished, so after packing the beach stuff back in the car we hit the boardwalk.  I figure after lunch and a stroll it should be time to check into our room.  Anna slips on her shorts and a pair of flat sandals, but she surprises me by leaving her t-shirt in the car.  I can see she’s still got that sexy confidence as she walks the boards in her bikini top, but I’m sure it helps her confidence that she’s not the only woman doing it.  Still, I notice the admiring glances she garners from passing guys and I’m sure she does too.  After a couple of slices of pizza, we wander up onto Steel Pier for some fun.

The barkers at the games of chance are calling out to us and I pull Anna by the hand over to one of them.  I’m a decent dart player and figure I should be able to take out a couple balloons and win a highly flammable stuffed animal for my lady.  The darts are incredibly dull, of course, but I’m confident.

“So what do I get if I win you a Scooby?”

“Hmm, I don’t know.  Shouldn’t you do it just to do something nice for me?”

“I always do nice things for you.  Like earlier,” I point out and enjoy her deep crimson blush.  She chucks me on the arm, which throws off the aim of my first dart.

I actually have to play three times, but I do end up winning Anna one of the little Scooby dolls, which she clutches to her chest while she beams at me and exclaims, “My hero!”  She stands up on her tip-toes and gives me a hot kiss, which draws an embarrassed look from the teenage girl working the booth. 

“What do I get if I win you a big one?”

“I will grant one wish,” she teases.

“Anything I want?”

“Anything…within reason.”

“Okay,” I tell her and take another deep kiss for luck.

Instead tossing dull darts at under inflated balloons again, I go for the ring toss.  Anna is right beside me, encouraging me on, but I end up spending close to twenty dollars for a big panda that’s probably not even worth half that.  The panda, however, is beside the point.  Anna is very happy to receive it and she proudly carries her trophy as we walk down the boardwalk.

“So what is your wish?”

“I’ll tell you when we get to the room.”

I don’t get a chance to tell her anything because I’ve barely put our bags down in the room before Anna unties her top and throws it on the dresser.  She stands there topless, her hands on her hips and asks, “So, does your wish have anything to do with this?”

“You’re on the right track,” I tell her, slowly crossing the room so I have time to take her in.  Those breasts, so perfect, capped by small, pale nipples, hard as little pebbles, slightly upturned.  I am an unabashed breast man and I have to admit, every time Anna takes her top off I can’t help but stare.  When I reach her, I don’t kiss her, but throw her back onto the bed.  As she laughs, I crawl to join her, pushing her legs apart and lying on top of her. 

I sweep the hair back from her face and kiss her while grinding my cock between her legs.  Anna pulls at my shirt and gets it over my head and off as I slither down her body.  With my ribs between her legs, Anna is still grinding against me, but is forced to stop trying to get my trunks off.  I make her forget all about that when I hold her breasts in both hands and alternate smothering them in kisses.  I cover every inch of her chest with my lips, but ignore her sensitive nipples.  Anna loves it when I tease them, which is precisely why I am ignoring them.  The longer I make her wait the more she’ll appreciate it when I get there.  I circle her nipples with my tongue and she’s pushing my head, trying to get me to lick and kiss right where she wants it.  She’s mewing and her head is propped up on the pillows so she can watch me.

“Is your wish to drive to crazy?  Stop teasing me, Jason.”

“But you know I love to tease you.”

“Mmm, even I have my limits.  Don’t make me drag a bellhop out of the hallway.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

I flick her nipple with my tongue and Anna gasps, pushing herself at me.  I withdraw, but only for a second and then I fiercely attack that tender little nub of flesh.  Anna is moaning deeply now and running her fingers through my short, dark brown hair.  I love when she does that.  I flick that nipples faster and faster and then close my lips over it, sucking her flesh like I need to devour her, which is just how I’m feeling after she’s been driving me crazy all day.  Seeing her sexy self-confidence in that bikini made me want to drag her under the boardwalk and screw her silly.  I release her nipple with a lip smack and then give her other breast the same exact attention, only this time I nibble as I go and Anna goes insane, digging her short nails into my scalp and whimpering my name.  One of these days I’m going to make her climax just from teasing her breasts, I know it.

By the time I drag Anna’s shorts down she’s soaked through her bikini bottoms and the sweet scent of her arousal hits me full force.  I nuzzle her down there, kissing through the swimsuit before finally stripping her completely and pushing her thighs as far apart as I can.  Just a dusting of downy brown hair covers her mound and I nuzzle her again, this time with nothing in my way.  I love knowing she’s so wet and I’ve barely touched her down there.  Anna sighs when I peel her sticky lips apart and then grabs fistfuls of pillow, squeezing it around her head as my tongue darts in and out of her.  My tongue is everywhere at once, dipping deeply inside her to sample her sweet nectar before withdrawing and tracing her lips up to dig out her clit.  I only lightly lick her clit, knowing too much stimulation can be too intense for her.  Her chest rises and falls sharply as her breathing gets ragged while I circle her clit with my tongue.  To think, Anna claims she didn’t like oral sex all that much before we met.  I guess no one took the time to learn what she really likes. 

Anna is dripping and I close my lips over her pussy to suck and lick her clean.  She squeezes her legs around my head and cries out my name.  Her climax is on her and Anna moans nonsensically as her entire body tightens and releases over and over again.  It’s a long, drawn out orgasm, primarily because I keep my lips and tongue busy and Anna rides wave after wave of pleasure.  It’s only when she breathlessly pleads, “No more, please,” that I lift my face from between her thighs and lick my lips.

I roll onto my back, caressing her and just as soon as she can get my trunks off Anna’s mounting me.  She buries my cock inside her in one stroke and rocks back and forth on it, arching her back and pulling my hands up to cover her breasts.  She’s grinding down on me and it’s my turn to lose my mind as she grips me with her cunt.  Jesus she’s good and I could easily shoot my load in the first thirty seconds. I don’t, but it takes an awful lot of willpower.  Instead, I put my hands on her hips and help balance her as Anna rides my cock hard.  She falls forward, bracing her hands on either side of my head and kisses me while churning her hips and fucking me like a dervish.  I move my hands to the small of her back because I love the way her firm body feels when she’s moving it like this.  My moans are muffled by our kiss, but I want to signal her that my willpower is failing.  Anna pushes back up and starts slamming up and down on me.  I massage her breasts again, paying special attention to her nipples because I want Anna to climax again and I am running out of time.  It does the trick and she’s calling out my name, even as I groan hers and with an upward thrust of my hips I shoot my load deep inside her.  Anna rocks back and forth as she climaxes yet again and then she falls into my arms.

“I hope you don’t think that fulfills my wish,” I say, feeling her heart beating against my chest.  My own is hammering just as hard.

“What more would you like me to do?  I don’t have many more tricks.”

“I’ll let you know after we shower.  Right now, I just want to keep you in this bed.”

After pulling down the sheets we do stay in bed and the day and the sun take their toll and we fall asleep in each other’s arms.  A long, refreshing nap proves to be just what I needed and after a couple hours I bound out of bed to hit the shower while Anna is still off in dreamland.  I emerge from a long, steamy shower to find Anna padding around the room wearing my t-shirt, which falls just to the bottom of her ass.  She looks so sexy and I want to take her back to bed, but she puts me off with a peck on the cheek and disappears for her own shower.  When she comes out, wrapped in a big, fluffy towel, I tell her it’s time to fulfill my wish.

“You can’t be serious,” Anna says, looking at the outfit I’ve laid out on the bed.

While she was in the shower, I took out an outfit I stashed in my bag before we left, hoping I could convince her to wear it out.  There’s a peach and white crocheted halter and a denim miniskirt with a frayed edge that’s so short on her that it barely comes lower than the t-shirt she was wearing before her shower.  She didn’t try on the pieces together, but I thought she looked sexy as hell in both of them.  To go with the outfit, I’d selected a tiny pair of red lace panties.  I figure that if she can’t manage to keep her skirt in place it should be obvious!

“You said I could have one wish.  My wish is to see you strutting around in a sexy little outfit.”

“I’ll put it on up here for you, but I am not wearing that out in public.”

“Why not?”

“Why not?  Maybe because that top barely covers me, or maybe because that skirt isn’t even going to cover my ass!”

“It covers you ass.”

“Barely!”

I hug Anna and kiss her.  “Come on, baby, you’re going to look so hot. I know you want to look hot.”  She starts to shake her head and I kiss her again and knead her ass under the towel.  “I know how much you liked it when those boys were checking you out on the beach.  I saw how confident you looked walking on the boardwalk in your bikini top.  All that attention made you hot, Anna.”

“I liked it, sure, who wouldn’t, but I’m not that kind of girl.”

“What kind of girl would that be?  The kind who’s confident and sexy and isn’t afraid to show it off?”  I’m kissing down her neck and over her bare shoulder.

“I can be sexy without being obvious,” she sighs. 

“But you are the type of girl who likes to be daring.”

“Maybe.”

“You’re the type of girl who would fuck me in a shower stall where anyone could catch us.  You’re the type of girl who comes with hundreds of people just a few feet away.”  I work the knot free and Anna’s towel falls away.  I caress her breast while nuzzling her neck and she moans softly.  “I know how sexy the attention makes you feel.  I know how hot the danger makes you.  Just try it, baby.  I know you’re going to love it.”

“Mmm, Jason.  You’re making me melt.”

“So you’ll try it?”

“I don’t know…”

“You said I could have one wish.”  I have a hand between us, slip two fingers into her wetness.  Anna gasps and rises up on her toes before pushing back down onto my fingers.  “I know how much you love being my dirty girl, Anna.  Be my dirty girl tonight.”

“Mmm, okay,” she moans. 

I knew I would be able to convince her with the proper motivation.  Anna’s really exploring the kinkier side of her sexuality these last few months and I’ve been thinking that a little exhibitionism would be right up her alley.  I love that she feels comfortable enough with me to try these things.  Anna is rocking back and forth on my fingers and I use my thumb to add pressure to her clit.  I don’t have to wait long for Anna to climax once again and then I lift my fingers and lick and suck them clean.  I’m so hard, but if I drag Anna to bed we’re never going to leave them room, so I let her go…for now.

Anna takes a long time to get ready and I think she’s dragging it out because she’s not quite ready to leave the room in her outfit.  Finally she emerges from the bathroom and she is just smoking hot.  The skirt really does barely cover her and the top is not only very low cut, but there are hardly any sides at the bust.  Whenever she turns it looks like she’s going to spill out of it.  Her hair looks great and she’s also wearing thick soled espadrille sandals.  Anna’s got some color from the beach and she’s even wearing a little lip gloss, which is unusual for her.  She’s a natural beauty and rarely wears any make-up at all.

“I don’t know about this,” Anna says uncertainly.

“You look amazing.  Just be confident.”

Anna clutches my hand tightly as we walk through the casino floor.  It’s crowded on a Saturday evening and Anna draws quite a few admiring glances.  With every step I can see her restraining herself from tugging down on the skirt.  It does cover her ass, but only just.  She’s walking rigidly and I’m sure she wants to bolt back up to the room.  We go to a nice restaurant in the casino and hit the bar while we’re waiting for a table.  When I offer Anna a seat on a high bar stool she says, “I’ll stand.”

“You’re going to be on your feet all night,” I warn her.

She shoots me a look and takes a seat.  Although she turns to face the bar as quickly as possible, I know anyone lucky enough to be looking her way got a flash of red panty.  Standing behind her, I can see right down Anna’s top and since she can’t wear a bra with it I can just make out where her nipple is nestled against the lining inside the crocheted top.  The guy standing to my right also notices and can’t tear his eyes away from Anna’s breasts, even though he’s standing right next to his wife.  Anna doesn’t seem to notice, which is probably a good thing or she would cover up.  I ask for a beer while she orders a Malibu Bay Breeze and I massage her bare upper back.

“So is it as bad as you thought?”  I ask.

“I feel like I’m practically naked.”

“Is that bad?”

Anna elbows me in the ribs and says, “Not for you, I’m sure.  I’ll tell you what, it’s cold down here.”

Anna is two drinks in by the time we get called for our table and as she’s not really a drinker I see she’s visibly relaxed.  She isn’t nearly as careful when she turns to hop off the chair and standing right next to her I catch a flash of red.  She catches me looking and pulls the skirt down, but I love the way her ass looks while I follow her to our table.

We have a nice dinner, steak for me, shrimp scampi for her, and Anna has another couple drinks while she eats.  She’s chatting more and relaxed, probably not drunk, but definitely buzzed and feeling good.  She leans forward as we chat, practically exposing both breasts and either she doesn’t notice or she doesn’t care.  I realize it’s the second when she slips off one of her sandals and nudges my crotch under the table with her foot.  I’m already hard from checking her out and her manipulation almost has me cumming in my pants.  Anna seems to enjoy watching me try to talk to the waitress while she’s rubbing me and I think she’s disappointed that I don’t blow my load while I’m talking to the pretty young woman. 

Anna is slow to get out of the booth, flashing her panties again and then giving a nice view down her top when she leans forward.  I’m on the lookout and this time I see at least a couple of guys checking her out.  The smile on her faces tells me Anna sees them too.  When we walk out of the restaurant that sexy, confident strut is back.

The slots are first up on Anna’s agenda.  At this point, I’m just along for the ride.  She’s not much of a gambler and she likes pulling the lever.  It’s not as much fun now that the machines are coinless, but Anna has a good time and I’m having a great time looking down her top and staring at her legs.  Every time she hops off a stool and goes to a new machine Anna gives another flash as she’s not being careful at all anymore.  I try to steer her to machines on the ends of rows so passing guys get a good view and I see that every time a good looking young guy goes by Anna’s looking to see if he’s checking her out, and most of them are.  It might be me, but I swear as she sits at the shot machine Anna turns so her legs are facing out.

“I need to find a bathroom.  I’ll be right back,” I tell her.

“Don’t take too long,” Anna replies, pulling me down into a hot kiss.

I do take my time because I want to see how she’s going to behave without me there as a safety blanket.  I find a spot near some slots where I can observe Anna but she’s not going to see me unless she’s really looking.  Anna’s sitting there, happily playing the slots and from a distance I can really see the guys checking her out.  I even see one guy who walks past her three times in about five minutes, slowing down to get a really good look on his last pass.  Anna smiles up at him and I wish I knew what was going through her mind.

A guy who looks like he’s in his mid-twenties sits at the machine beside Anna and immediately starts chatting her up.  Honestly, I’m surprised it’s taken this long.  It’s not like she’s wearing a ring, not that that would stop a lot of guys.   I can’t hear what they’re saying from this distance, but it looks like Anna is having fun flirting with the guy.  He’s practically leering down her top and Anna seems intent on making it easy for him.  When she turns on the stool to face him I know he’s got to see her panties.  It’s such a turn on to see Anna being so sexy and free, but when it looks like the guy’s getting too friendly I cross over to rejoin my girlfriend.  By the time I reach them I see his hand on her leg and I’m surprised Anna hasn’t removed it.

“Hey, honey,” I say when I reach her and give Anna a kiss on the side of the neck.  It doesn’t take long for the guy to get the message and soon he’s gone.  “You’re having a lot of fun, I see.”

“You know, I decided to embrace it and enjoy it.  You’re right, it is fun.”

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”

“I am.  Are you enjoying the view?”  Anna asks.  I’m looking down her top without even realizing it.  Anna turns, knowing she’s giving me an even better view.

“I am and so are half the guys in the casino.”

“Oh, stop that.”

“Like you don’t know.”

“Maybe,” she admits with a sly smile.  “Maybe it’s not so bad to be the dirty girl every once in a while.”

“How about we try some blackjack?”

“Sure.”  I take her hand and help her off the stool and then walk close behind her, eyes glued to her ass.

The blackjack tables are crowded and we have to circle the area a few times before we find an open seat and Anna seems to enjoy walking the circuit.  The table has six of seven seats taken by a bunch of guys around our age who all seem to know each other.  They’ve all got drinks and they’re kind of rowdy and I figure it’s the perfect place for us.  Instead of taking the open seat myself I pull out the chair and Anna sits in the middle of the guys.  I throw down some bills, staking Anna one hundred-fifty dollars, and stand behind her with my hands on her shoulders.

As I mentioned, Anna isn’t much of a gambler, so I offer her advice.  After she wins a couple hands she really gets into the game.  She’s bright and a quick learner and doesn’t need my help for long.  Besides, the other guys at the table are more than happy to offer advice.  They even get Anna a drink when the waitress returns.  I stand right behind Anna, but it’s like I’m even there.  Perhaps encouraged by her friendly smile and receptive nature, the guys openly flirt with my girlfriend.  She leans forward on her elbows on the edge of the table and even the dealer can’t help looking down her top.  Those guys all have a great view of Anna’s breasts and she stays in place, soaking up the attention.

Anna leans back and tells me, “I need to go to the bathroom.  Hold my seat.”  She’s been having such a great time I’m more than happy to keep her spot for her.  All eyes are on Anna as she struts away from the table.  I slip into her seat and play a couple hands.

“So she’s your girlfriend?”  The guy to my left asks.  He introduces himself as Chad.

“Yep, we’ve been together a while now,” I answer, trying to let him know we’re serious.

“I hope you don’t mind me saying, but damn, dude, she’s hot,” chimes in the guy on the end.

“I know how lucky I am.”

“Hope you don’t think we’re being disrespectful, man,” says another.  “Y’know, we’re all just having fun.”

“Hey, Anna can have as much fun as she wants.  I know she’s going home with me.”  Feeling good myself, I add, “And that’s when the real fun starts.”

“Thought she must be a firecracker,” Chad says.

Luckily for them I’m not easily offended and I wonder how far this guy talk might go, but Anna returns to the table and I yield the seat to her.  As she squeezes past me, Anna molds against my body and kisses me, pressing her tongue in my mouth and pressing her damp panties into my hand.  I am speechless as she sits and resumes playing cards with her new friends and once again I become invisible.

Chatting with the boys, Anna learns they are having their monthly guys’ night out and they frequently hit the casinos.  They tell her that she’s doing great for a novice and question her like she’s the most interesting woman on the planet.  Sitting is tight at the table, but when I step back for a moment, I swear the guys next to her move closer to Anna and I couldn’t get a hold of her now if I wanted to.  Anna is sandwiched tightly in there, her bare legs pressed against the legs of the guys beside her, who happen to be wearing shorts.  She crosses her arms, creating more room for herself, but it has the effect of pushing the sides of her top out and the entire sides of her breasts are exposed.  Anna must feel the cool air on her breasts and moves, but not before the guys get an eyeful. 

Anna hangs in there, but eventually her chips are gone.  After the guys throw her some of their chips they announce they’re going to hit the club in the casino and ask if we’d like to join them.  I’ll admit, I want Anna to myself again and I’m relieved when she turns them down.  The guys are off their stools first and I know they all see Anna’s pussy when she hops off of hers.  The fact that Anna would so wantonly expose herself blows my mind and I can’t get her back to our room fast enough, but first the guys want a hug and she indulges them.  I do feel jealous when I see them do their best to cop a feel and Anna’s half-hearted attempts to stop them, but my cock is rock hard as well.

“So what did you think of my performance tonight?  Did I fulfill you wish?”  Anna asks innocently as we walk through the casino floor.

“Things were getting crazy there at the end.”

“Are you jealous, honey?”  She smiles and I almost wonder if she was just enjoying herself, or trying to teach me a lesson.  Or maybe, she was doing both.

“Not really.  It was hot as hell to see you so free.”

She looks down, suddenly the shy girl I first met, and admits, “It was hot to act that like.  I felt like I was playing a role.”

I plan on showing her how much I enjoyed her performance as soon as we get to our room, but Anna can’t even wait that long.  We’re alone in the elevator and as soon as the doors close she’s all over me.  Her arms are around my neck as she’s frantically assaulting me with her tongue and I reach down and grab her ass, which is exposed by her raised skirt.  Our hands are all over each other and I want to touch Anna everywhere at once.  “God, I am so wet,” Anna purrs between kisses.  Her hand is inside my jeans, rubbing my cock through my boxer-briefs.

The elevator dings and as soon as the door opens, Anna smacks a button to send it down again and is on me again.  She drives me back against the back wall and wraps a leg around me while grinding her pelvis into me.  It occurs to me that every elevator seems to have a security camera in it and glancing in the corner I see the small, smoked plastic dome.  I grab Anna and turn her around, pulling her to me while I make short work of the knot behind her neck.  She doesn’t try and stop the halter from falling forward and grinds her ass against me while I massage her breasts and roll her stiff nipples between my fingers.  She’s breathing heavily and fast and rubbing back against me like a cat in heat.  I just have my hand up her skirt when the elevator dings again, announcing that we’ve arrived at the second floor.  As the doors slide open Anna scrambles to try and cover herself, but stops when she doesn’t find anyone standing there.  She leans forward to hit the button for our floor again and then is back in my arms.

Anna’s skirt is up, exposing her pussy as I rub her there and one of her breasts is in my hand while I kiss her neck and Anna’s head is leaned back on my shoulder while she closes her eyes and moans.  Nibbling her lobe, I whisper, “You do realize there’s a security camera in here.  Someone is watching all of this right now.”

“Oh God,” she gasps, eyes flying open and instantly finding the camera.  She does not stop me from touching her, though.  Instead she’s moaning louder and she’s so wet it running down her thighs.

“You love knowing you’re being watched, don’t you?”  I whisper.

“Yesss…”  Anna whimpers.

“Whoever is watching is probably rubbing themselves right now.”

“God…”

“They probably want to storm into this elevator and just take you.”

“Oh God, Jason.  Oh, God.  Ohhh…”

Just as the doors slide open once again, Anna climaxes.  Who knows how many orgasms she’s had today?  Luckily there’s no one standing there, but her soft cries fill the empty hallway beyond the doors.  I pull Anna out of the elevator just before the doors close.  We stumble down the hallway, Anna half-heartedly trying to hold her top in place.

We stumble into our room and I flick all the lights on so it’s brightly illuminated.  Anna quickly sheds the few clothes she’s wearing and is trying to pull me to the bed, but I pull her away, toward the full length window.  Now I’m glad I didn’t spring for a room with a view of the ocean.  Looking right back at us is the tower of a Trump casino and who knows how many people in those rooms over there can see us.

I hold Anna against the glass while I wrestle my jeans down and then I pull her ass back, so it curves out and I can get in right behind her.  With all the foreplay in the elevator, I easily slid right into Anna.  She cries out and shoves herself back at me.  I push her forward roughly, flattening her breasts against the chilly glass.  I’m ramming my cock inside her as hard and fast as I can while she shoves herself back at me just as violently.  It’s easily the most volatile sex we’ve ever had.  It’s almost angry and I wonder if some jealousy is seeping through on my end.

“You loved being my dirty girl, didn’t you?  Showing off your sexy little body?”

“Yesss…God yesss, Jason.  Oh God, please don’t stop!”

“Look at those windows across the way.  Anyone could be watching us!”

“God, don’t stop!”

“Tell me what you want, baby!”

“I want you to fuck me!  I want all those people to see me, to see us!  God, fuck me!”

I move my hands from her hips to her shoulders, pulling Anna back to me and the room is filled with the sounds of flesh slapping together, the wet smacks of two people joining.  Watching Anna all night has me out of my mind and it’s only a few minutes before I lose it.

“Oh fuck, Annnaaa…”  I cry and shove my cock as far inside her as I can at this angle.  I pump my load into her and feel her convulsing around me and she pounds her fist on the glass as she climaxes too.

Slowly, we peel apart and I carry Anna to bed.  Once we’ve both caught our breath we are coupling again, this time making love gently, our eyes locked together as I move inside her.  Exhausted, we fall asleep in each other’s arms and stay that way until the sun comes in through the wide open blinds.

“That was some night,” Anna says, throwing back the sheets and stretching her lithe body in the sunlight.

“Yeah, it was.  You are so amazing.  Are you okay with everything?”

Anna was thoughtful.  “I am, I think.  I don’t know what I was doing toward the end, though, at the table and then in the elevator.  It’s like I was running on pure instinct.  When we got into the elevator, I just had to have you, y’know?  I didn’t even think about there being a security camera.”

“Do you regret anything?”

“It’s a little scary that I just gave myself over, but no, I don’t regret it.  I knew I was there with you the entire time, so I felt safe and protected.  I knew things couldn’t really get out of hand.  Thanks for last night.”

“Thank you, Anna.  Last night was so incredible.  You know I love you, right?”

“I do, and I love you too.  I love you so much.”

Anna rolls into my arms and we start kissing and one thing leads to another.  Suffice it to say that we’ve got to rush around the room to pack and make it out by the eleven-thirty check out time.  While we’re packing, I pick up Anna’s little skirt from the night before and a small slip of paper falls out of one of the shallow pocket.  It’s Chad’s phone number, hastily scrawled on the corner of a cocktail napkin.  I can only imagine he passed it to her when I was pushed back from the blackjack table.  I want to think that he slipped it into her pocket without Anna even noticing, but I can’t be sure.  She comes out of the bathroom carrying her hairdryer and I hold it up for her.  “Look what I found.”

“Yeah, that.  I forgot all about it when we got back to the room.  I was kind of distracted.  You’re not mad, are you?”

“It depends on what you planned on doing with it.”

“Nothing.  Nothing at all.  After I came back from the bathroom he slipped it into my pocket and whispered that I should call after you fell asleep.  I just took the number because it was easiest, but I never planned on calling him.”

“Were you tempted?  Are you now?  I know you were pretty fired up by all that attention.  Did you want to take things further?”  I guess I’m jealous, but my feelings are more complicated than that.  It was exciting for me too that all these guys wanted my girlfriend.  I trust her completely, but if Anna really gets turned on so much by showing off, should I?  If we keep going down this road things could get out of hand.

“Tempted?  Not really.  I wouldn’t call it that.  But yes, I was exciting to know that all those guys wanted me and that Chad wanted me so badly he didn’t care about taking the chance to slip me his number right in front of you.  There is a thrill to the fantasy of just picking up a stranger like that, letting him have his way with me in some secluded corner of the casino, but it’s just a fantasy.  I could never act on it.  And anyway, I would never do that to you.  I love you.”

“I love you too, Anna.  And I do trust you.”

“Good, because you have nothing to worry about.  The only reason I could play around last night is because you were there and I know you’ll keep me safe.”  Anna comes across the room and clings to me.

As we cruise on the Atlantic City Expressway out of town I can’t help but wonder what’s next for us as we go down this exciting, dangerous road.  I’m so excited by playing these risky games with Anna that I don’t want to stop, but will we resist the urge to go too far?  Honestly, there’s no way to know until we get there.

 

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