Dear Melissa:

Greetings from Vegas!

Last night was incredible! I was taking in the town and met a
group of college girls from Arizona who were celebrating their
friend's 21st birthday. I was invited to go along with them, and
we went casino hopping together. (Did you know that it's legal to
walk down the street drinking a beer here?)


We went back to their hotel and decided to try out the hot tub
which was in the center of the hotel room! I was very nervous. At
26, I felt like an old lady compared to these young things! But I
didn't want to be a prude so I stripped along with them and
enjoyed the tub. I was completely flattered when I was
complimented on my body, which I'm sure isn't the same now as it
was five years ago. But of course, I'll take those kinda
compliments anytime ;)

We sipped wine as we talked about what we did in our lives. It
turned out one of the girls was actually familiar with my
stories, and had often read them with her boyfriend! Much to my
embarrassment, she began describing some of the stories in more
than casual detail. I also noticed that Deanna, the birthday
girl, was intently interested in these details, and in
me....especially when it was asked if my stories were based on
life, or if I'd ever do the things I wrote about in the stories!

I also thought Deanna was extremely sexy, and was unable to keep
myself from stealing looks at her. She's Hispanic, a brunette,
with a very sleek, slender body. Her boobs are small but the ass
more than makes up for it! And when I caught her looking at me in
the same way, she didn't shy away at all! I'm a rather shy person
myself, but at the same time I was getting extremely turned on by
Deanna.

After awhile, our little party broke up. 'I'll walk with you,'
Deanna told me as I headed back to my own hotel.

We didn't even get the door closed before she began kissing me.
Wonderfully, deeply....and passionately. Our hands were all over
each other as she jammed me against the door and french-kissed
me. Then we somehow ended up on the floor, with me on my back and
her straddling my hips, as our kiss continued.

Then Deanna was helping me up--only to lightly shove me backward
onto the bed.

'Have you ever been fucked?' she asked me.

'Yes....'

'No, ' she corrected me, 'you haven't. Not yet, anyway....'

Then she told me to strip. I obeyed her without a second thought.
I think I was entranced by how sexy Deanna was, standing there in
her tank top and black leather pants. I was also feeling
extremely thrilled at being told what to do by someone five years
younger than me!

Deanna stayed dressed even as she descended on me. We kissed some
more, then she began kissing, licking sucking and nipping all
over my body, everywhere except for my breasts, pussy and
ass--which were the areas which were screaming for attention! My
hands were gently but firmly pushed away whenever I tried to
touch her or her clothing. This went on for what must have been
an hour....

'Please...' I begged when I felt that I couldn't take any more. I
didn't even have to elaborate on what I was begging for.

Deanna got off of me. 'Do you have any toys?'

'Yes.' I have a tiny vibrator which I take with me everywhere I
go. My new lover shoved me back down when I rose to go get it.

'Where is it?' she whispered huskily. I pointed to my handbag.

Deanna retrieved that toy and turned it on, teasing her nipples
with it through her tank top. Then, wonderfully, she began to
strip, treating my eyes to the sight of her lovely body for the
second time that night.

For about the next hour I watched her use my toy and her fingers
on herself as she knelt on my bed. She wouldn't do anything to
me, or let me do anything to myself, and it was driving me nuts!
I watched--and listened to--Deanna cumming over and over. She was
not bashful about it at all, and all I can say is that I'm glad
my room was in a separate portion of the hotel than mycoworkers.

Then it was my turn. The lovely Deanna began eating me up. That
toy--her fingers--her tongue--everywhere. My nipples, my toes, my
pussy, my ass- -she left nothing untouched! Mmmmm did I mention
that Deanna has a tongue stud? Feels terrific on a clit, let me
tell you!

Yes, it's safe to say that Deanna fucked me better than I've ever
been fucked by any man, woman or toy. As I write this, I'm still
hoarse from screaming and slightly sore from my lover's
attentions, especially in my virgin ass.

It wasn't all one-sided, of course. Somewhere in there, I managed
to collect myself enough to mount a counter-offensive, and gave
Deanna a very nice fucking courtesy of my favorite hairbrush. She
enjoyed it as much as I have during the hundreds of times which
I've used it on myself!

All too soon, Deanna had to leave to rejoin her friends and go
home. She has my business card and my e-mail address, and she's
promised to read my stories and to stay in touch. There is no
telling if we'll ever cross paths again. But oh, what a memorable
night it was....

XOXOXO 
Terri