remember the first time we met?' Toni asked with a sly grin.
'How could I ever forget that meeting you naughty little girl,' Lisa said playfully taking a swipe at Toni's arm.
'Me naughty?!!' she screamed moving back in her chair rocking with laughter.
Toni was with her date of that evening and after taking in a show and supper at one of the lounges he had brought her back to his apartment. The first thing that greeted their eyes as they walked in the door was her date's roommate with his cock in Lisa's mouth.
They were both so into it that they barely acknowledged the interruption. 'Do it baby!' Toni had cheered in her perky, pom-pom voice as she watched this mass of blonde hair sucking that guy off.
Toni couldn't get a very good look at Lisa's face with all that hair around it as it moved back and forth along the length of the guy's swollen prick but she had no trouble clocking her body and she had nodded her approval to no one in particular. She had never seen a girl with such perfectly large, well proportioned breasts as this one. 'Who needs a face with a body like that,' she told herself.
Lisa remembered the way he had shoved her down roughly onto the edge of the couch and jammed his hot prick into her wide, accommodating mouth. She tried telling him to take it easy but it was no use.
But then the minute his cock slid into that practiced orifice she stopped caring what a slob he was and started sucking for all she was worth. She could recollect with startling clarity the fat vein that was throbbing in his cock as her cheeks expanded and contracted around him. The sac of his furry balls exuded a slightly stale odor of sweat. This had made her suck all the more enthusiastically. He grabbed her hair at
the nape of the neck and guided her head back and forth on his cock until he climaxed in her mouth. He tasted like asparagus.
After they both had sucked and fucked their dates dry and were getting cleaned up in the bathroom the two girls had got to talking and cracked up with laughter when, they found out they were dancing in the same show at the Golden Horseshoe the following week. Lisa at 21 and Toni at 20, both in from the East coast and both in Las Vegas, Nevada for the first time in their first real jobs as chorus line dancers.
The two girls decided that the guys weren't worth the trouble of spending the night with and waited in the tiny kitchen alcove smoking cigarettes until they had passed out. They gathered up their clothes and hightailed it out of there without saying goodnight. They drove around to all of the Casinos and wound up quite drunk but still full of energy at a lounge at eight o'clock the following morning and knocked down a breakfast of bloody marys and Eggs Benedict after which they rented a couple of horses and rode through the hills until late that afternoon.
You might say they struck it off famously.
'Their cocks were OK but they sure were a couple of real schmucks. I wonder what ever happened to them,' Toni finalized.
'They're probably wondering the same thing,' Lisa added.
Lisa and Toni became roommates that week. They rented a cozy two bedroom apartment ten minutes from the Strip and settled into the Las Vegas life. A month later they became lovers in the flesh while maintaining an equally energetic outside sex life, AC and DC. The sky in those days was the limit.
Right at the outset both girls had made a pact to save all the money they could outside of their basic living expenses. They knew only too well that the life span of a Vegas dancer a short one.
They kept to this agreement and in the end reaped the benefits as evidenced by their current independent status in life. Among the girls of Vegas these two were a rarity.
Lisa's great beauty naturally attracted a string of lovers, most of them exceedingly well heeled, who could never do enough in their attempts to dazzle her with financial testimony to their great affection for her. She took all these attentions with a smile and perhaps more than a grain of salt so that by the end of her first year in the desert her bank account was bloated out of all proportion to her talents as a dancer.
Among the more illustrious of these suitors was Arietta-a famous, international cabaret torch singer and one of the world's great beauties. They had a torrid, two month affair that became the talk of Vegas and resulted in elevating Lisa's reputation and desirability among her peers as well as enhancing her pocket book.
Arietta asked nothing more of Lisa than to be allowed to suck her cunt; and when that nightly two hour exercise was consummated, to be seen around town with her. What had Arietta so flipped out was that Lisa possessed a unique clitoris. It was the biggest, pinkest and thickest clit that she had ever seen or ever sucked. This coupled with Lisa's other physical endowments had Arietta so enamored with her that when her Las Vegas engagement was over she begged Lisa to come back to Europe with her forever. Lisa declined.
Toni Corbin was doing all right too. Thought not as gaudily beautiful as Lisa she certainly had no trouble in making people look twice and then three times at her. Toni seemed to attract those middle aged, wealthy high rollers from Texas. 'They're really not my type at all Lisa,' she told her roommate one night.
'What the fuck do you care baby,' Lisa told her with a shrug of her satin smooth shoulders and an expression that betrayed a cynical almost weary attitude towards life. 'If these guys are so hot to be seen with you and slip you half their winnings at the dice tables for the pleasure of your company and a little head what's the big deal. After all everyone in this town's a whore one way or another and we've got to look at it as simply putting in our time.'
'I guess you're right but I don't really get off with these guys.'
'So you don't get off with them, big deal, just go along with them. You're getting off every time they slip you a C note don't you?'
'Yeah.'
'Well there you go. If it's sex your after I don't see the problem. When you get horny just go out and find something that you like. I mean there's hardly a shortage of cock or cunt around this town.'
After this discussion Toni digested the content of Lisa's philosophy towards life and Las Vegas and decided she too would adopt it as her credo and never look back. From then on life became a lot easier for her and as she admitted, a lot more fun. From time to time Lisa would have to act as the den mother-earth-mother-and-purveyor- of-knowledge-supreme but this role she always welcomed and Toni never resented.
If it was said of Lisa that she was all asshole then it must in all fairness be noted that Toni was all mouth. 'I've never sucked a cock that I couldn't make come,' she told Lisa one morning in bed.
'Or a cunt for that matter,' Lisa said with a grin, sipping on her orange juice and nibbling at a square of Melba toast. All of those loud, pot bellied millionaires or
almost millionaires that Toni couldn't quite 'get off with' never had any complaints about Toni's oral capabilities.
Like that dude from Amarillo in for the convention 'and a little ole black jack and a little ole lovin'' as he had chortled through his Bourbon thickened tongue at Toni as they stood under the red wash of the Casino lights. He was all talk, but when it came time to put up and shut up once he had dropped his custom made Western pants down around his hand tooled, high heeled cowboy boots he was suddenly singing another story.
'You see honey,' he drawled suddenly becoming very sober and very timid, 'I've got this, well I guess you could call it a problem. What I mean to say is that I'm normal-now I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea, it's just that I haven't been able to get the ole Peter wagging like it used to. And for the life of me I jes' don't know what it is,' he sighed letting it all out with a heave of his beefy shoulders and an alcoholic burp.
Toni listened to all of this down on her knees, naked except for her underpants, between his legs staring at his flaccid cock and hairy thigh. 'Mr. that doesn't sound like a problem to me,' she said when he had finished his confession, 'just what you might call a momentary lapse.'
He liked the sound of her words and scratched his head and said, 'You think so?'
Toni reached up and popped the snaps of his neon, turquoise shirt and started kneading his corpulent, white belly with her right hand and all she said to that was 'Lie back and relax,' while her mouth started to knead his limp, uncircumcised cock.
She rolled it around in her mouth like so much worthless jelly, spurred on by the challenge of his self avowed impotence. The only sound in the room was the hum of the air conditioning and her oral antics as she sucked and slurped away between the cavern of his thighs. And then exactly sixteen and half minutes from the moment she started to suck his cock, for she slyly gazed up at her wristwatch to see how long it would take, she felt the first rush of blood surging through his organ, the first ballooning of his manhood.
This historical moment was punctuated by a sharp intake of breath from the man from Amarillo as he felt the warmth spread from the base of his sagging balls up through his cock. Toni had succeeded in lighting his wick. To
