Three J s and an S Go To Mardi Gras
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My Boss called me that morning, saying he needed to send me to a New Orleans. It would be a quick business trip, just a couple days.
I realized if I spent an extra day, I could be there over Mardi Gras.
I called my beloved hubby and asked him If he was free to join me.
Victor laughed on the phone; of course he would go with me.
He said I would be a very potential danger alone there in plain Mardi Gras, in the middle of a wild bunch of well hung black men…
After my two days’ business there, I could not wait to get down on the street. I was excited, as Victor was too.
I decided to wear a short skirt, a thin blouse and heeled sandals.
Victor and I went on Canal Street to see the parade; then headed towards Bourbon Street. We just stopped to get a beer in the street.
It really hit me; it was a delicious paint of dark beer…
We finally got Bourbon Street, where things were getting crowded. There was a lot of bumping into people.
All of a sudden I could not move. I looked around; but I could not find my husband. I was there alone in a crush of people and I just went wherever the group went.
Sometimes I actually got lifted off the ground. It was scary and exciting at the same time.
I suddenly started feeling hands on me.
I had a nice looking black guy right in front of me who said he was sorry every time he touched me. I could not even lift my arms so I grabbed his hips and said it was ok…
I felt my skirt start to move upwards. I could feel this black guy was fumbling with his zipper. The next thing I knew; he was sawing his hard cock between my legs touching my pussy on every stroke.
I sensed there was no way he was going to get that into me since we were jammed against each other upright.
But I thought it would have been fun, though.
I did not care about his cock rubbing my thong; it felt good.
Somehow, he managed to pull my thong aside; so, his hard dick was touching my clit as he humped fore and aft.
I felt other hands reach from behind and massaging my nipples.
I could not turn to see who it was; but the hands were black…
All of a sudden, the guy in front of me grunted loudly and he came. He then melted into the crowd. I felt his sticky cum running down my thighs.
But then another huge black man; a very real huge one, moved over me. He was heavily muscled and very handsome. A giant…
He offered me some help. I accepted, since I was feeling crushed inside the crowd. He dragged me behind him.
Pretty soon, we were just in front of the hotel where we were staying. The black giant smiled, saying I was safe and sound now.
I did know how to show him my appreciation. But I suddenly heard myself inviting him to come with me upstairs. Our room had a great balcony overlooking this madness in the street…
He looked me in the eye and said it was fine for him…
I forgot my own husband; but I thought he would be there around, looking for me. I ordered a bottle of Irish whisky, same brand my beloved hubby liked and some ice.
We started talking and we finally introduced ourselves each other.
His name was Peter; but his friends called him Big Pete.
I smiled to myself, guessing the meaning of that nickname.
He poured the whisky and we went outside the balcony, laughing and watching at the crowd. Victor was still out of sight…
Some guys looked up and saw me there; they yelled at me to show them my tits… I smiled and turned to look inside.
Big Pete sat in a chair looking at me and he finally asked he wanted to see my tits. Without any hesitation, I pulled up my blouse. He reached out, put his rough hands on my boobs and he made me sat on his lap, straddling him with my long legs.
I started giving him a lap dance and he started licking my nipples.
I then stood up, bent over straight legged, giving everyone on the street a great view of my buttocks, barely covered by my tiny thong.
I heard the cheers from below, as Big Pete unbuckled his trousers and pulled them to his ankles. I was not surprised seeing this handsome black guy was not wearing any shorts on.
His massive dark cock started to uncoil out of his crotch.
I moved closer to him, grabbing a hold of that tremendous dick and starting to stroke it. It was full mast in just seconds.
I was a bit mesmerized by his size; but also was feeling so wet…
I straddled him again and just sat down on his huge hard cock, driving it easily into my depths. My skirt hid the motion to those people outside; but everyone could imagine what we were doing.
Big Pete reached out his pocket and he took off a nice yellow mask. Without missing a beat, he put it over my eyes…
After a while I stood up and spun around. I bent over and put my hands over the railing of the balcony. I looked into the crowd as Big Pete lifted my skirt and eased his nice hard prick back into me. More cheers from below.
His hands were pinching my hard nipples as he fucked me from behind. I suddenly cried out, my eyes slamming shut, my pussy twitching and my chest heaving.
I came forever in a very intense loud orgasm.
Big Pete never missed a beat. He just kept pumping me over and over until I came again. And after a few moments, again…
Then it happened. My black lover reached out; grabbed my tits firmly and squeezed them hard. I thought my nipples would pop off.
I just blasted off again. And I was aware that he grunted mightily, slammed his cock upwards for a last time and he arched his back.
I then felt he began pumping his massive quantity of burning semen into my womb. My whole body was one big orgasm.
I was trying to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and heard some people yelling and clapping from below in the crowded street…
I just leaned back against Big Pete and he put his strong arms around me and he held me tightly.
We did not move. I knew my mound and his huge black dick were covered by my skirt. But yet people were cheering at us…
I begged him to go inside the room and get cleaned up a little.
I then finally told him I was married and my beloved husband was there outside, looking for me in the streets…
Big Pete laughed, saying I was a very naughty married bitch.
He dressed again, kissed me deeply and smacked my bare buttocks. He then just left.
I ran inside the bathroom, to have a quick warm shower.
As I got outside, Victor was there, still his face looked worried.
I fell in his arms, saying I was worried about him; I explained a policeman had helped me get back to our hotel in sound condition.
Victor smiled, saying he had looked for me during all this time; but he had also enjoyed watching some people doing strange things on the streets…
I asked what had been the craziest thing he had seen out there.
Victor laughed, saying he had enjoyed specially watching a couple.
A huge black man fucking a masked blonde woman from behind… and the funniest thing was… they had performed a sensual show from one of the balconies of our hotel…
I realized if I spent an extra day, I could be there over Mardi Gras.
I called my beloved hubby and asked him If he was free to join me.
Victor laughed on the phone; of course he would go with me.
He said I would be a very potential danger alone there in plain Mardi Gras, in the middle of a wild bunch of well hung black men…
After my two days’ business there, I could not wait to get down on the street. I was excited, as Victor was too.
I decided to wear a short skirt, a thin blouse and heeled sandals.
Victor and I went on Canal Street to see the parade; then headed towards Bourbon Street. We just stopped to get a beer in the street.
It really hit me; it was a delicious paint of dark beer…
We finally got Bourbon Street, where things were getting crowded. There was a lot of bumping into people.
All of a sudden I could not move. I looked around; but I could not find my husband. I was there alone in a crush of people and I just went wherever the group went.
Sometimes I actually got lifted off the ground. It was scary and exciting at the same time.
I suddenly started feeling hands on me.
I had a nice looking black guy right in front of me who said he was sorry every time he touched me. I could not even lift my arms so I grabbed his hips and said it was ok…
I felt my skirt start to move upwards. I could feel this black guy was fumbling with his zipper. The next thing I knew; he was sawing his hard cock between my legs touching my pussy on every stroke.
I sensed there was no way he was going to get that into me since we were jammed against each other upright.
But I thought it would have been fun, though.
I did not care about his cock rubbing my thong; it felt good.
Somehow, he managed to pull my thong aside; so, his hard dick was touching my clit as he humped fore and aft.
I felt other hands reach from behind and massaging my nipples.
I could not turn to see who it was; but the hands were black…
All of a sudden, the guy in front of me grunted loudly and he came. He then melted into the crowd. I felt his sticky cum running down my thighs.
But then another huge black man; a very real huge one, moved over me. He was heavily muscled and very handsome. A giant…
He offered me some help. I accepted, since I was feeling crushed inside the crowd. He dragged me behind him.
Pretty soon, we were just in front of the hotel where we were staying. The black giant smiled, saying I was safe and sound now.
I did know how to show him my appreciation. But I suddenly heard myself inviting him to come with me upstairs. Our room had a great balcony overlooking this madness in the street…
He looked me in the eye and said it was fine for him…
I forgot my own husband; but I thought he would be there around, looking for me. I ordered a bottle of Irish whisky, same brand my beloved hubby liked and some ice.
We started talking and we finally introduced ourselves each other.
His name was Peter; but his friends called him Big Pete.
I smiled to myself, guessing the meaning of that nickname.
He poured the whisky and we went outside the balcony, laughing and watching at the crowd. Victor was still out of sight…
Some guys looked up and saw me there; they yelled at me to show them my tits… I smiled and turned to look inside.
Big Pete sat in a chair looking at me and he finally asked he wanted to see my tits. Without any hesitation, I pulled up my blouse. He reached out, put his rough hands on my boobs and he made me sat on his lap, straddling him with my long legs.
I started giving him a lap dance and he started licking my nipples.
I then stood up, bent over straight legged, giving everyone on the street a great view of my buttocks, barely covered by my tiny thong.
I heard the cheers from below, as Big Pete unbuckled his trousers and pulled them to his ankles. I was not surprised seeing this handsome black guy was not wearing any shorts on.
His massive dark cock started to uncoil out of his crotch.
I moved closer to him, grabbing a hold of that tremendous dick and starting to stroke it. It was full mast in just seconds.
I was a bit mesmerized by his size; but also was feeling so wet…
I straddled him again and just sat down on his huge hard cock, driving it easily into my depths. My skirt hid the motion to those people outside; but everyone could imagine what we were doing.
Big Pete reached out his pocket and he took off a nice yellow mask. Without missing a beat, he put it over my eyes…
After a while I stood up and spun around. I bent over and put my hands over the railing of the balcony. I looked into the crowd as Big Pete lifted my skirt and eased his nice hard prick back into me. More cheers from below.
His hands were pinching my hard nipples as he fucked me from behind. I suddenly cried out, my eyes slamming shut, my pussy twitching and my chest heaving.
I came forever in a very intense loud orgasm.
Big Pete never missed a beat. He just kept pumping me over and over until I came again. And after a few moments, again…
Then it happened. My black lover reached out; grabbed my tits firmly and squeezed them hard. I thought my nipples would pop off.
I just blasted off again. And I was aware that he grunted mightily, slammed his cock upwards for a last time and he arched his back.
I then felt he began pumping his massive quantity of burning semen into my womb. My whole body was one big orgasm.
I was trying to catch my breath. I closed my eyes and heard some people yelling and clapping from below in the crowded street…
I just leaned back against Big Pete and he put his strong arms around me and he held me tightly.
We did not move. I knew my mound and his huge black dick were covered by my skirt. But yet people were cheering at us…
I begged him to go inside the room and get cleaned up a little.
I then finally told him I was married and my beloved husband was there outside, looking for me in the streets…
Big Pete laughed, saying I was a very naughty married bitch.
He dressed again, kissed me deeply and smacked my bare buttocks. He then just left.
I ran inside the bathroom, to have a quick warm shower.
As I got outside, Victor was there, still his face looked worried.
I fell in his arms, saying I was worried about him; I explained a policeman had helped me get back to our hotel in sound condition.
Victor smiled, saying he had looked for me during all this time; but he had also enjoyed watching some people doing strange things on the streets…
I asked what had been the craziest thing he had seen out there.
Victor laughed, saying he had enjoyed specially watching a couple.
A huge black man fucking a masked blonde woman from behind… and the funniest thing was… they had performed a sensual show from one of the balconies of our hotel…
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