Chapter 1 - The Casino

 

I gambled on line a bit, nothing serious, and I never expected to win, let alone win big, so when I won the chance to go to a Casino in Cannes, I was delighted and excited.

I had won on the spin of the reels; it was a week end In Cannes, staying at a posh, casino hotel.

I decided that I would have to have a gamble, but limited to my spending money, the spare cash in my bank account, some five hundred pounds.

A month later I was on the plane, tickets courtesy of the on line gambling company, an affiliated company to, the big casino.

All was well; their limousine collected me from the airport, and took me to the hotel. I felt like royalty, champagne in the car and chauffer driven. I checked in, and unpacked my bag, and went down to dinner, sorry it was posh, so it was Luncheon, and then into the machine area, where I played the machines, winning a little. I entered with fifty Euros and left with fifty five, so I won.

A few drinks by the pool, and a rest before dinner, and then the casino, with all my money.

Again the cards and dice were in my favour, I pushed my money up from four hundred and ninety pounds, (I paid for my drinks), to a couple of thousand. I went to my room elated, to sleep, but on the way I deposited a thousand Euros with the bank on site, keeping the other thousand in winnings in my pocket.

I am cautious believe it or not, and had put my original five hundred in the safe in my room; I was using just my winnings from now on, on the tables. It would have been a good weekend that had cost me nothing, apart from drinks, even if I lost all, my winnings.

As I said, I was cautious and after depositing the one thousand and putting the five hundred in the safe in my room I went back to the tables. On the way I met a young lady, and very alluring she was in her low cut dress, her ample breasts not on display, but almost. The long gown shimmering in the casino lights, her legs hidden, but her ankles showed, standing on her six inch stiletto heel shoes.

"Hello, I am not usually so confident, but having just won some money I thought I would risk it, and ask if you would join me for a drink or two, you are very beautiful," I said, perhaps not the best chat up line.

"I would be honoured, how much did you win?" she asked in English, but with a French accent.

"Not much, just a couple of thousand," I replied, now excited by her acceptance.

"Do you have a room here? Time is money, you know, can you afford me, say five hundred for the night, plus drinks?" She asked me.

I have never been with a prostitute before, and it shocked me that she was so bold, but then again, why not? She was a very attractive woman, and obviously available at a price, which I could afford from my winnings, so she cost me nothing, in one sense.

"I can, and I would be honoured if you would accompany me," I said offering her my arm.

She smiled at me and took it, we had two drinks at the bar and then I suggested that we retire to my room, and ordered a bottle of champagne, which she smiled at, and agreed.

We went to my room and almost as soon as we entered she grabbed me and kissed me, and then stepped back.

"Not that I don't trust you, but that was the appetizer, anything else costs," she said, smiling at me.

"Then here, I said taking out my wallet and giving her five hundred and putting my wallet back in my pocket.

The champagne arrived and she made herself comfortable. I sat beside her and we kissed, I unzipped her dress and she unbuttoned my shirt; her hands seemed to be all over me as she stripped me, and I struggled to get her dress off. No bra, her breasts flopped out so temptingly, I just had to hold them, and fondle them. They were melons and firm, she had the most enormous nipples that dug into my hand, as I massaged them, whilst we kissed like a loving couple.

She took a glass of champagne and put her arm out for me to link it, as we sipped our champagne, locked together. She took a strawberry and put it in her mouth, half in and leaned in to me, so I bit into the other end and we kissed as we bit the strawberry. This was better than I ever imagined, it was not get your pants off and fuck me; this was more like a date with the woman of your dreams.

She stood up smiling and her gown slipped down, exposing her G string covered clit, which she quickly removed, and I followed her with my underpants, but agog at her beauty and daring, the curtains were not closed and the door was not locked, so I jumped up, and attended to those things, and then went back to her, my hands reaching for those melons, I have never seen a pair so big and firm. She took a hand, and as we stood there she pushed it down to her clit, and took my cock in her hand, it didn't need much attention, it was already up, in anticipation.

She began to moan, and move her hips as I massaged her mount Venus.

"It works better if you enter the goal," she told me.

What was I doing, I had this beauty in my arms, and I was just feeling at her assets, when my goal was to get inside them.

"Better, now can you fuck stood up or shall we retire to your bed?" she asked whispering in my ear, and giving me a kiss.

Let me say at this point that she was not young, I mean she perhaps was old enough to be my mother, but I didn't see that, she was so elegant and beautiful, then again I am only twenty two.

Wow, I was acting like a novice, what the fuck; I am a novice with a woman as beautiful as she was. I had kissed and fondled a breast or two and fucked my ex-girlfriend, but she was pretty, this woman was beautiful, and all woman

I took her hand eagerly, and led her to my bedroom; she smiled and lay on the bed holding out her arms to me. I got on next to her and we kissed, my hand automatically went to a breast, and she guided my other hand to her clit. I massaged it, and entered it with my finger; she must have realised that I was perhaps too eager and would fail, if this was prolonged, so she moved and rolled me under her. She looked down at my cock standing proud and throbbing, and she smiled and looked into my eyes. She lifted up, and engulfed my cock up her cunt in one long descent, slowly encapsulating it, making the insertion exciting and thrilling, even I didn't realise how big it was, until then. I don't suppose it is that big, it was the way she slipped it in that made it feel much bigger, than it was.

She lifted up and slowly descended again, then up and down in long, slow strokes, stimulating me, and her. She began to move faster and faster until our thighs slapped as she crashed into mine. She was doing all the work, whilst I lay back and watched her breasts shimmering with the force she was crashing into my groin, and bouncing, sexually exciting.

She put her hands to her breasts and crushed them; she threw her head back, thrilled by the action.

"Yes, yes, yes, hold it, I want more," she cried, as she had her first orgasm.

I held on, this was thrilling, I ached, but I held on.

"Yes, yes, yes, hold, cum, cum before I die from these orgasms they are wow," she exclaimed, and I shot my load, and she collapsed on me moaning and shivering.

"You, you made me cum so many times I-I lost count, boy are you good. Don't go elsewhere boy, if you want I am free tomorrow night. If not I will make myself free, for sex with you like that, hum," she said hugging me.

"I-I did nothing, you did all the work and it was good, I have never had it like that before, was it good for you?" I asked.

"Good, good, it was out of this world, boy you are the best fuck I have had in years, if not ever. How you managed to hold on for so long, you beautiful lover," she said.

I must admit I did know they made you feel good and could act, but for some reason, I believed her. Was I being naive, or was it the euphoria that clouded my reasoning. Whatever it was it had worked, and I was tired after the event.

"My Lover; that is what I will call you from now on; my lover, I will go and get the champagne, you rest, we can go again later, usually five hundred is for one fuck, but for you, I will allow you seconds," she said.

She got up and left me in a state of euphoria, not just from the fuck, but also her words.

She returned carrying two glasses of champagne, and offered one to me which I sipped as I rested on the bed, and she stood over me sipping hers, her wet clit glistening in the bedside light, and winking at me, I was mesmerised by it winking at me.

A few more sips and the room began to go dark.

"Allow me to take the glass before you spill it on the bed, there now, it was a lot to ask for you to hold on for so long, sleep now, and we can have it again later," she told me, and kissed me, her wet lips clinging to mine as the room went dark.

I woke with a slight headache, and felt to my side, and the bed was empty and unused, I got up and stumbled about a bit, I realised what she had done, and checked my wallet, it was as you will have guessed, empty.

I have always had a fear of being robbed, so I never kept all my money in one place, prior to dinner I put the five hundred in the wall safe, and counted it as a blessing, she was so eager, and I hadn't put the balance in as I intended to, otherwise she would have seen the combination and taken that, as well. I had also left some money with the cashier, my brilliant sex, and it was that I must admit, cost me close on eight hundred Euros, the balance of the thousand, I had not put in the safe or left with the cashier. Was it worth eight hundred, you bet it was, even so I decided to tell the security; other people may not be as fortunate, as I was.

I went to the desk and asked to speak to security, and I was shown to an office, they knocked for me, and when told to enter, I did.

It was embarrassing, but that was the price I had to pay for my stupidity.

"So you see, I feel stupid, but it was not as bad as it could have been, and not everyone is as cautious, can we say, as I am. I doubt that you can do anything as such, but I thought it best to warn you, to protect other guests," I said.

"Very much so, and thank you for the warning, as you say unfortunately we cannot prove anything. I do believe you, but in a court of law we need hard evidence, but I can ensure she is not allowed in here again. Obviously I need to know what she looks like, so that I can exclude her from the premises, would you be willing to look at video footage from last night, to identify her," she asked me.

The sign on her door had said Andrea Farley 'Head of Female Security,' which at first confused me, I am male, and so I asked the question.

"The incident involves a female as the, erm, perpetrator, shall we say, so it falls in my domain, in case we need to do a body search. Had you been attacked by a man, then my colleague would have seen you. We are both assistant managers of security, and I will make a report to our head of security. Thank you for coming forward and I hope it hasn't distressed you too much, talking to me, or your stay with us?" She asked politely.

"No, it hasn't, I am ashamed, and upset by the incident, and yes talking to a woman is perhaps erm, well it is over and done with now, thank you," I said nervously, and got up to leave.

She held her hand out to me; I took it and shook hands with her, and again I was impressed by her beauty, mind you it seemed as though the casinos only employed beautiful women, waitresses, receptionists, and bar staff were all very pretty.

"I hope you will use the casino again, and not let this incident spoil your stay with us, I will have a bottle of champagne sent to your room as a gift, from us," she said smiling that lovely, disarming smile.

"That is very generous of you, thank you," I said and left.

I again played the tables, and again my luck was in, winning back the thousand I had lost by that Bitch, and an extra thousand. I arrived with five hundred roughly, and I was going to leave with three thousand five hundred, it should have been over four thousand, but the fuck was worth it.