Panoramic View Of Las Vegas At Night - What Would You Do?

After a two-week vacation in the Rocky Mountains, I started my drive home.

The way the drive home worked out, I was hitting Las Vegas at 11am on a Wednesday after 4 hours on I-15. The decision, do I push through and make it back to California this afternoon or spend the night in Vegas?

I voted to stay the night. I looked at some of my favorite casino resorts and noticed with the off-season lower prices I could upgrade to a larger room with a better view. So, I did. Booked! King Suite, upper floor, corner unit.

I had a few hours to kill before I could check-in. So, I ran a few errands, got the car washed and then decided to get a massage. While the car was being washed, I called the resort I booked my room at and made a reservation for 1-hour deep tissue massage. Then I noticed an adult store across the street. I thought to myself, “Let’s see what kind of technology they have for men.”

Entering the warehouse-sized store, I was greeted by an early 20’s emo girl wearing a tee shirt that said, “Sex Nerd.” She asked what I was looking for. I answered, “Something special, just for me.” She smiled and said come this way towards the back of the store. On the back wall was most of the world’s available male orgasmic technology. One stood out. A blow job sleeve that spins like a vortex, both right and left. My mind raced regarding what it could feel like…. I bought it. Her advice regarding this toy was to use it with a healthy amount of lube to cut down on friction. She explained that she used this toy recently on a guy friend and learned the dos and don’ts. Market research by a Sex Nerd! Love it. I thanked her as I departed with 45 minutes until my massage, time to head out.

Off to the resort, I checked in early, but my room wasn’t ready. Bellhop took my luggage; clean car valeted and then I checked in at the spa on time, where I was introduced to my masseuse, Erin. She was probably early to mid-thirties, very cute, athletic and strong! She delivered one of the best massages that I have ever enjoyed, it hurt good. She loosened me up, to the point where I completely relaxed. I was no longer thinking about work, which was needed. My mind wandered, reliving the fun from the previous weekend while melting under Erin’s touch. I thought about the new toy I was going to play with once in my room, which led to me to thinking sexually about my masseuse. While she was working on one muscle group, I was imagining her working on another muscle group and then my cock started to swell.  On my back, only a towel over me, she had to notice. I tried to change the subject in my own mind, when I felt her hands and fingers on my scalp, my favorite. She was hovering over my head lightly circling my temples with her thumbs and whispered, “Just relax.” It wasn’t sexy in any way, just kind of a friendly reminder of why I was there. Eventually I was able to embrace the therapy being applied without any more swelling. When we were done, she and I chatted about areas that I should continue to get work done on, etc. I was open with her and apologized for my brief state of arousal. She gave a reassuring smile and said, “It happens… more often than you think.” My mind thought that it probably happens to her a bit more than others. I thanked her, shook her hand and left the room.  After quickly checking on the state of my suite, still not ready, I rinsed off, jumped into the sauna, then showered again and got dressed.

Approaching 4pm, my suite was now ready. The elevator/lift ride was long. 50+ floors below my room. I entered the suite. On the wall is a control panel. I hit the button that opens all curtains and turns on most of the lights in the suite. Floor to ceiling windows in every single room.  Entrance hall, Living room, dining room, guest bath, all in the front area with huge windows and a view of the mountains. The master bath also had floor-to-ceiling windows with a two-person jet bath perfectly placed to take advantage of the view. That view was of the hotel across the street. I was looking at about 500 hotel rooms with balconies.  Then I walked into the bedroom…. King bed, floor-to-ceiling windows on 3 sides of the bed. Panoramic mountain view with three casino hotels in view. I then realized that my room was a fishbowl, and I was the fish. My exhibitionist personality stirred and schemed. I rattled back to reality when I heard a knock on the door. It was my luggage. In my luggage was my new purchase. Excellent.

I broke out the new toy and plugged it into the wall socket to charge and grabbed the instructions. Then, even though I just showered, I filled the bathtub, turned on the jets, got naked and as I was about to hop in, another knock on the door. What now? A quick towel wrap, and I answer the door to a gorgeous brunette who was there to restock the fridge. I apologized for my attire, and she said no problem. I returned to the bathtub and hopped in while she finished up. She announced from the front room that she was done and leaving, I hollered thank you and I heard the door shut. During the day you can’t see through the reflective windows, so no one could see me from the other hotel which the bath faced. While floating, I listened to some music, read the toy’s instructions and people watched across the way. I teased my cock a bit thinking about the visual stimulants from that day and got hard. I stroked a few more times and knew that I could cum and could cum quickly. I didn’t want that… I wanted to test drive that new toy.

I got out, stood in front of the open window overlooking part of our planet, dried off, wrapped myself in the terry cloth bathrobe and walked to the living room where I noticed the sun was getting low in the sky. The toy was finished charging and it was then that I realized that where the toy was charging was in view of the mini fridge that the young lady was restocking. At first, I felt embarrassment… was she offended? Then I thought, “Well, she probably has seen a lot of sexual things working in the hospitality industry, in this city.”   Hopefully, if she saw it, it brought a sly smile to her face versus something negative.

With the sun about 30 minutes from setting. I laid down on the huge couch and let the robe fall open, exposing myself to the sunset.

When my body was mostly horizontal, I opened the bottle of lube, dripped a healthy amount into the sleeve, inserted my cock and hit “On.” Upon the first spin my cock was ejected out of the toy. Yes, it was that powerful. It reminded me of the time my ex and I were fucking beautifully on vacation in a mountain cabin, and she sneezed. All of her muscles contracted and shot me out (we laughed at that one). This was similar. There was a learning curve with this toy. After a few more minutes it and I were humming. I tried every setting for a few moments to see what worked. I settled on a lower setting and closed my eyes. With the setting sun warming my body, I was 100% exposed, two feet from an open window and my cock was in a vortex of pleasure.  If you could see through the window, you would have had quite the view. I tried to edge…. I wanted this to last. The pleasure was strong, and my cock did what it does, and without any control I filled that toy with my fluid. Intense is the word I would use to describe that orgasm. Different than any other. I must have laid there for 5 minutes in a warm bliss.

Eventually I got up and went to the bathroom to wash me and this tornado of a toy. (And then plugged it back in to recharge.)

Looking across the street I noticed that I could see lights through the windows of the hotel rooms now as we hit twilight. As it got darker, I could see more and more. In one room, after dark, I saw a middle-aged gentleman, 100% naked, standing in front of the window stroking himself. Not my cup of tea so I stopped watching, but it made me realize that I could be seen now. I needed to be careful if I indulged again.

Looking around elsewhere I noticed a room with a blonde gal in a bikini on a balcony. Then another, and another until there were four gals in bikinis dancing and drinking. They were migrating into the room then back out on the balcony. Some were trying on different outfits. It looked like they were preparing to hit the strip for a girl’s night. This was at about 8pm. Being hungry, I got dressed and headed out for a bite.

Upon returning, I didn’t turn on the lights and left the curtains open. I looked around and concluded, the rooms without lights on, you couldn’t see anything with any detail. You could see movement and some shapes, but even that was tough to identify. Then I saw the four gals again… 10pm and they were still drinking and dancing. Girl’s night is staying in! The original blonde was now in a bathrobe which she left open. She was topless with bikini bottoms on. I would only get a glimpse as she bounced under the light just inside from the balcony. She had well-crafted breasts and they were on display.

I got aroused.

Then I did something that I should probably not have done. With the curtains open in the bathroom, I turned on all the lights in full view of the 4 ladies and I stripped. Not knowing if they noticed me, I jumped into the shower (shower was hidden) and stepped out to grab a towel. For about 30 seconds I dried myself off with the towel. The movement made my hardness bounce from side to side. Turning off the lights, I let my eyes adjust to see my four neighbors. They were still on the balcony drinking and dancing. If they saw me, they didn’t react.

It didn’t matter, I was getting harder and wanted to give that toy another go.

Time to indulge.

Not one light was on in the master bedroom. Curtains, 100% open. The only light was from the city lights, and it was a truly spectacular view. I positioned myself in the middle of the bed. I lubed the toy. Inserted my cock. Took a deep breath and turned it on……

This time my cock was not ejected. The spin started. Vacuum engaged. Lube dripping. The pleasure of the toy mixed with my heightened arousal mixed with the situation, setting and view, this was special. I could hear the vacuum that the toy generates slurping up and down my stiffness. Enjoying everything, I slowed down a bit to help make this last. I edged, my eyes started darting from hotel window to hotel window to see if anyone appeared as though they could see me. I saw zero indication that I was visible. I continued. Slowly and deliberately. A devil appeared on my shoulder and whispered in my ear that I should turn on the reading light directly over the bed so I would have a spotlight on me, like a Vegas show. Every room could see me then. That would hit the ultimate exhibitionist level!

I didn’t. I didn’t need to.

Everything was perfect the way it was. Great view, building orgasm…. My thoughts jumped back to my massage, then my sunset orgasm, the girl at the mini fridge… what I was currently doing to myself… all the good memories from this trip, all the great vibes from new and old friends I saw.

My glans were engorged. I arched my back as the toy spun right then left. Stimulating my swollen head more and more… ecstasy arriving...

Then that slight moment of blackout before….

The first orgasmic pulse hit, and I pumped my first shot of cum into the sleeve. Then two. Three. Four. I counted 9 full pumps followed by a lot of little ones. As that finished up, the toy was still spinning on the ridges of my cockhead. It drew out any fluids that I had left and felt like multiple mini-gasms. Normally I am too sensitive for much touching afterward, but I stayed hard and teased and enjoyed further. After a while and still ¾ hard, I finally stood up, and headed to the bathroom to clean the toy. I turned on the lights and started cleaning. Once done, I turned off the lights and looked back out the window… when my eyes finally adjusted, I saw one of the four bikini girls on the balcony, backlit by the hotel room lights, moving a little and looking in my direction. It was too dark to see anything… Not sure if she saw and really didn’t care as I was extremely relaxed and ready for rest… I crawled into bed and slept beautifully.