My Fleshlight Story in Vegas

I’ve been out the Army for a few years now. But, I still keep in touch with most of the guys from my company. When an old bunkmate from Iraq called me up to celebrate his retirement in Vegas, I didn’t hesitate to book a flight and meet up with the old crew. Everyone pooled in their money to get table service at one of the hottest clubs in town. They were happy to accommodate our group. Who doesn’t love the troops? We walked in the night club like celebrities. The owner was nice enough to hook us up with a VIP table. It was pretty sweet. The girls kept coming over non-stop. Since we’re all in the best shape and pretty good-looking, they just assumed we were some athletes or someone important. There was one chick that really caught my eye. Her name was Lisa. She was this tall blonde with great legs. Lisa didn’t have huge tits, but they were perky. They weren’t hard to notice since she wasn’t wearing a bra under her revealing halter top. The jeans she was wearing—I think they call them skinny jeans or whatever—they revealed a big, round ass and fat pussy lips. This guy was in love. Initially my retired buddy was hitting on her, but it became obvious that she was interested in me. He just moved on to some red head who definitely wanted his cock. Lisa and I had a good vibe. She was a coed at UNLV studying something smart, like computers. I can’t really remember. But, it was cool that she wasn’t just some dumb gold digger. Around 3 a.m., we headed to my hotel room. On the elevator ride up, she started tonguing me and rubbing my dick. Apparently, she wasn’t into playing games. That turned me on even more. We managed to get to my room with all our clothes on. As Lisa got undressed, I went through my luggage looking for condoms. Without thinking, I threw my Fleshlight onto the bed. Lisa didn’t miss it. Immediately I tried to recover, but she didn’t care what it was. She’d never heard of one before. I explained that I liked to take it along on trips just in case I didn’t get lucky. Lisa laughed. I could see the gears turning in her mind as she thoughtfully turned the fake pussy in her hand. “Order a porno on the TV. I’ve got an idea,” she said with a mischievous smile. I lunged at the remote control, and scrolled through the X-rated movies until we...