Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2023 14:16:24 -0700 From: Da So Subject: Vegas Spa with Son Pt 6 This is my 6th submission of this story. This is a story of a father-son incest situation. This story is pure fantasy. This story is not meant to offend, if so, please move along. If you like my stories so far, feel free to reach out (dad.s.taboo@gmail.com) and let me know also Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ I start walking up to the Sports Book with such a shit eating grin on my face -- what just fucking happened was just so hot and I came buckets so I am having that post fuck glow right now. I take a seat and the bartender immediately comes over and says "Looks like you have been having a great night so far, what can I get you?" I reply, while still smiling, "Well yeah, I guess you can say that. I'll take a jack and coke." He replies with the usual, "Coming right up." I sit down and immediately jam $100 into the video poker machine -- what I like about video poker is that you can just go at your own speed -- which I need right now to help me think tonight through. I play my first hand and well fuck me, I get dealt 4 aces. That's already a major win but I just need one more re-deal to get a 2,3,or4 for it to be a grand payout. Holy Shit, I get dealt a fucking 2. Well, hello a thousand bucks out of nowhere. In the most amazing timing, the bartender comes with my drink, looks down at the poker screen and just says "Well fuck, you are having a great night." I just start laughing, grab my drink from him and tip him $50. He looks at me in bewilderment and graciously thanks me for the tip -- especially since I have only been sitting there for 5 minutes. The bartender follows up with, "My name is Jeff, in case you need anything else." I politely respond with, "Nice to meet you Jeff, Jared here." I just kinda start laughing to myself about what is the world sending me right now with all these J's. I then start thinking "umm is he flirting with me?" I realize that this night has just been insane, what else could possibly happen......Jeff maybe? Jeff is good looking guy, as most bartenders usually are. He looks like he is around mid 30s, 6ft, nice build, beard..it all works. I refocus on video poker and my thoughts about Jack. So a couple things: 1)Did Jack know I was in his room when he called my name out?, 2)Did Jack call out my name because he got wrapped up in the dad/son roleplay? 3)Does Jack really want me to fuck him and that's why he called out my name?, 4) Am I fucking Jack again? I laugh a bit to myself about the last point because I should be focusing on the first 3. We are flying home tomorrow so I need to think about what's next in this scenario, especially since Jack still lives at home. Is there a seduction scenario with Jack? Does he accidentally catch me jerking off? Do I barge into the bathroom and interrupt who knows what Jack is doing or his state of undress? I start fantasizing about numerous other Jack scenarios when then Jeff rolls up to me and asks if I need another drink - I was like well why the fuck not. Jeff smiled and went to go make my drink. When you gamble at a casino bar but also drink -- your drinks are free -- they do put a shot glass where you are sitting with a receipt in it. The receipt is not meant to get paid but just to keep track of how much you drink so they can update the bar. Jeff then brings me my drink, smiles at me, then comes back and replaces the receipt in the shot glass to reflect my last drink. I get lost in my thoughts again as well as the video poker and about 20 min later, I get another visit from Jeff. Jeff says, "Well nice to meet you Jared but my shift is ending in 10 minutes, so just wanted to check if you need anything else." I reply with "No Jeff, I think I am good and amazing to meet you as well." He smiles again, stares at the receipt in the shot glass, then stares at me and smiles again. So, my focus eventually goes to the receipt in the shot glass and low and behold there is a message written on the back of it: "You are very cute and if you are interested here is my #, if not, feel free to throw away and take as a compliment." Ok seriously, what is happening tonight? Obviously, that makes my dick twitch -- I make eye contact with Jeff while he is walking out of the bar and smile. I think to myself "well let's ride this bitch of a vegas night out" and I text Jeff. "Yes, I'm interested, you are very attractive. So, what now?" Jeff responds within seconds, "I'm so happy to hear that and just got this dirty sex vibe from you when you got to the bar. I'm heading to my car in the employee parking lot, level 4, once out of the elevator look to the left and I will be standing outside my car." I down my jack and coke, cash out and reply with "Be there in 5." I'm trying to find the employee parking lot but also smiling and thinking to myself....what....the....fuck...is.....happening....tonight? I followed all of the signs to the Employee parking lot, got to the elevator and push floor 4. I get to floor 4, head to the left and there is bartender Jeff just leaning on the back of his car. I smile again and just think what does bartender Jeff have in store for me and am I 16? Am I about to hook up in a car? I walk up to Jeff, and he motions me to the passenger side. I get into the car but also look around nervously. The parking lot is a bit empty and as someone who frequents casinos a lot, I know there are millions of cameras in every corner. I get in Jeff's car and quickly ask, "So is this cool? Aren't there cameras?" Jeff reassures me that we are in a blindspot of the cameras and the starts to laugh and says, "This obviously isn't my first time." I nervously laugh back and then Jeff goes for my zipper. He was correct, this definitely is not his first time. Jeff somehow gets my pants open and dick out within seconds and only using one hand. He then uses the other hand to drop the passenger seat all the way back. Jeff's mouth finds its way to my dick immediately and he starts going to town. Just slobbering away, up and down on my cock, and also paying attention to my balls -- which always drives my horniness to insane levels. As much as I'm enjoying this, of course my mind wanders back to Jack. I imagine that this is Jack sucking my cock, secretly in our garage at home and now I start skull fucking Jeff. Jeff pulls his mouth off my dick, breathes and just flashes this huge smile. I guess me skull fucking him was a nod to let's move this to the next level. Jeff sits back in the driver seat and yanks down his pants. Jeff has a beautiful dick and I'm all ready to get my mouth on that piece of meat. Jeff has different ideas though and quickly straddles me. He spits in his hand, rubs it on my cock and slowly lowers himself onto me. Jeff lets out this insane moan and I see his eyes roll back and I think "This is all this bitch wanted." I decide to take this to a much dirtier, verbal place. I whisper in Jeff's ear, "All you wanted was this cock, you fucking cock whore. You just find guys at the bar to fill your slut ass with cum? Fucking cum pig". My verbal is now sending Jeff to a whole other level and he starts bucking up and down on my dick like he's possessed. Jeff shouts out, "Fuck me Daddy, fuck me like the whore I am." I start jerking Jeff's dick furiously and he's riding my dick at the same pace. Jeff starts breathing heavy, convulsing even more on my dick and screams out, "I'm cumming Daddy!" My hand is still on Jeff's dick so I quickly cover it and Jeff cums so much into my hand, over and over again. I'm so happy that I decided to do that because Jeff would have painted my face and shirt with all his cum. As hot as that would have been, I still have to head back into the casino and up to my room. I continue to fuck Jeff and take all of his cum in my hand and shove it into his slut mouth and all over his slut face, saying "Eat your fucking cum, whore." Now my verbal takes me over the edge and I grab Jeff tight and just start screaming, "I'm fucking cumming Jack, fucking take your Dads cum you fucking cum whore." I breed Jeff so hard and don't release him from my grip and I just keep grunting making sure all my seed is up there. Jeff and I eventually separate, and he jumps back into the driver's seat. Jeff grabs some napkins from his driver's door, wipes his cum off his face, breathes out and says "Fuck dude, that was so fucking hot. You are going to be leaking out of me for hours." Jeff graciously hands me some napkins to clean off my dick then asks "So who is Jack?" I look at Jeff and immediately turn white and reply with "What?" Jeff then says, "Well you called me Jack when you were cumming, so I figured either you forgot my name or there is a Jack in your life." I quickly reply with, "Im so sorry Jeff, I got caught up in the moment and totally did forget your name, again I am so sorry for that." Jeff laughs and says, "It's all good, not the first time that's happened. Well thanks Jared for an amazing time tonight and you have my number now, so hit me up next time you are in Vegas." I get out of Jeff's car and head towards the elevators, back to the casino and up to my hotel room. Julia is fast asleep as I slip into bed, my head hits the pillow, I stare at the ceiling and just think, "Well what the fuck am I going to do about this Jack situation?" To be continued...