The Queen of New Orleans

There's something amazing about New Orleans in the fall. The temperature drops down just enough that being outside feels amazing. We had just reached our abode for the weekend. A small house with a beautiful balcony just right off Bourbon Street. You could hear the hustle and bustle inside the house and as luck would have it, there was a bar right across the street.

Jenny and I had been seeing each other for a month or so when she decided she wanted to make this adventure. Something about breaking up with the other guy she was seeing meant that she didn't like being at home longer than she had to. After we dropped our bags, we ran straight for the bar. Over the course of an obscene amount of drinks, we couldn't stop touching each other. A hand sliding across the back here. A leg casually grazing against each other there. The young guys kept wanting to try their chances with her, but we both knew they didn't stand a chance.

After several hours, we decide to head back to the house. I excused myself to the bathroom and she decided to make herself a drink. When I opened the door, I noticed she was standing on the balcony. She had on a pair of tight jogging shorts that showed off the curve of her ass. For being in her early 40's, her body looked nowhere near it. I walked out on the balcony and pressed myself against her. She pushed slightly back against me, but I could tell her attention was on all the people that were below us.

I wanted her attention though. I had waited the entire drive down. We would pull over at various rest stops and toy with each other, but wouldn't allow the other one to finish. I needed that release and I needed it now. I pulled her hair off her neck and bit into her shoulder. I could hear her moan as she pushed her ass harder against me. Kissing up her neck to her ear, I slid my hands down her sides slowly pushing her shorts to the ground.

"You have something that belongs to me", I groaned into her ear as I took my fingertips and lightly traced them down her ass and in between her legs. My lips followed from her ear back down to her shoulder and just as I planted my teeth into her skin, I shoved two of my fingers deep inside her tight little hole.

She started grinding against my hand, shoving my fingers deeper inside of her. I knelt down behind her placing small kisses down the curve of her ass. She looked down and saw my position and spread her legs to give me better access. I lightly flicked the tip of my tongue against her lips, methodically splitting them open with my tongue. She arched her back and pressed against the railing as my tongue slithered against her clit. Flicking my tongue faster and faster, she started to rock her hips back and forth.

People were starting to notice what was going on below. She had pulled her top down and started pinching and pulling at her nipples. My tongue was darting in and out of her tight little hole, every inch sliding against her clit, lapping up her juices. I would flick the tip of my tongue faster and faster against her clit, trying my best to match the gyrations in her hips. She was close.

I stood up and quickly slid my shorts to the ground. I had planned on teasing her, but she wasn't having any of that. She reached behind her, grabbed every inch of me, and shoved me into her sloppy wet hole. I leaned forward and placed my hands on the railing, shoving every inch of me all the way inside. The hooping and hollering below was starting to gather more attention, her tits visibly bouncing against the railing over and over again.

"You like them watching, don't you?", I whispered into her ear as I slammed my hips into her ass harder and harder. With each thrust, I would slam her body against the metal railing, making sure her tits were available for everyone to see. I could feel her muscles start to tighten, so I bit into her shoulder. Hard. Her delicate skin was starting to break as I could feel her juices pouring down her legs. It wasn't the first time she had squirted all over me and it wouldn't be the last.

Breathlessly, I could hear her saying something, but I couldn't tell what it was over the screams from down below wanting more of a show. If only they could see what the college guys in the building across from us had started to see. Before I could start to question how much of a show they had gotten, she reached her hands behind her and spread her ass open. I pulled out of her soaking wet snatch and placed the head of my thick fat cock at the entrance of her tight little rosebud. She pushed herself back against me slowly, allowing her ass to adjust to the size of me.

She finally decided she had teased herself enough, and slammed her ass all the way down every inch of my cock. The lube from her juices were more than enough to get me going, as I slowly began my rhythm. I could hear her grunts and groans, as she eased her right arm in between her legs, stuffing her fingers into her tight pussy. My hips were thrusting faster against her ass, pulling out to almost the tip, and then forcefully shoving it back in.

I slid my hands up her back to her neck and tightly grabbed around her throat. She tried to moan, but only gutteral sounds were being emitted, as I slammed every inch of me over and over again. This was only the second time I had fucked her in the ass, and I don't know if it was the audience or what, but I could feel my balls start to churn.

I pulled out to the tip one last time and rammed every inch of me all the way inside. Her limp body slammed against the railing with a loud clang. Her tight ass coupled with being able to feel her fingers in her pussy made me fill her tight ass with several loads of come. Once we both caught our breath, she blew a kiss to the crowd below, and then spun around and shoved her tongue as far as she could muster down my throat. I sucked her tongue for a brief moment, as she grabbed my hand and led me back inside.

There was enough clamor outside that I knew it had to be late morning, however, that wasn't what woke me from my slumber. She would twist her tongue across the head of my cock then plunge it deep into her throat. Her head bobbing up and down, fighting to take me all the way inside, although she never could. She looked up with those beautiful brown eyes and slithered her way up my body, leaving small kisses in her wake. Bringing herself up to her knees, she straddled my body and slid the tip of my cock against her wet lips.

I would've begged for her to take me, but this time I didn't have to, as she split her lips open with the head of my cock and slid down every inch. She stopped for a second after reaching my hips, adjusting to being completely filled. She leaned forward and I sucked her bottom lip into my mouth, biting it gently, as she slowly lifted her hips. Slowly, she slides back down, as I can feel every inch of me completely covered in her juices. Her tongue slides into my mouth, as I slide my hands up her back to her shoulders. I shove her little body down and lift my hips up. My cock feels like it's going to snap, but watching her eyes roll to the back of her head is something I don't get tired of.

She leans back and places her hands right below my knees. As she lifts up, I can see every inch of my cock covered with her juices glistening in the sunlight, as the morning creeps into the window. Just as soon as I can feel the warm air touch my skin, she slides down every inch of my shaft, as I watch my entire cock disappear into her body. The urgency starts to pick up. She leans forward and digs her fingernails into the skin of my shoulders. I love the careful balance between the pain in my shoulders as my skin starts to tear and she grinds her hips down every inch of me. I reach my arms underneath hers and start pinching and pulling her nipples. She leans back and grinds her pubic bone into me as hard as she can. A sense of warmth completely covers every inch of my cock as she yells out in climax. I feel my come start to spurt inside her tight little hole with wave after wave flooding into her. She lays down on top of me and I run my fingers through her hair. We're obviously not going to make breakfast.

After our nap, we clean up and head out onto the square. We did a romantic horseback ride as the sun set and later enjoyed some beers and seafood at a local dive bar down the street. We laughed and talked about how we weren't going to be able to top the night before. Little did I know what she had planned.

To tell a side note, we didn't plan things at all. One of the things that brought us together was our willingness to get off work on a Friday night and just go wherever our hearts led us. Whether it was 30 minutes away or driving to the point of near exhaustion and picking the nearest town. She wanted adventure and I was always on board.

We leave the dive bar and head to Bourbon Street. Of course, it's crowded as all hell with visitors wanting to dive into whatever debauchery their hearts desire. Suddenly, she stops, turns to look at me, and tells me that she's never gone into a strip club and that's where she wants to go. Without saying a word, I take her hand and we walk past the two women at the door.

The music was blaring Motley Crue, as we make our way towards the bar. It's mostly guys making up the clientele for the evening with a smattering of girls, who by the look on their faces, have been here many times before. We get to the bar and the bartender gives us the run down of the place only to find out we need to go to the 3rd floor, which was going to be quite a bit more money than either one of us anticipated. Feeling adventurous, I hand her my credit card, she supplies us with two wristbands, and off we go.

We make our way to the seating area and sit down. We are surrounded by the best tits money could buy and every hair color and style you can imagine. Some had on leather and vinyl and heels while others paraded around in bare feet and lingerie. The waitress makes her way to our table and gets us some drinks to get us started. Jenny removes from her purse a surplus of dollar bills, showing her hand that she had intended on being here before we even left town. We have a multitude of drinks and shots and take turns placing dollar bills in various places on various girls.

A beautiful blonde ends up making her way to our table and pulls up a chair. We share drinks and small talk and stories about where we are all from and etc. After ten minutes or so, she asks if one of us would like a dance. I respond that Jenny would love one and resign myself back into my seat awaiting her return. However, the blonde tells me to come on, so we go back to her area. She lays down the ground rules for the establishment and explains that she just wants me there to watch. I nod in agreement and take my place at the end of the circular couch.

Jenny sits on the couch, her eyes wide with anticipation, as the girl starts in between her legs and slides her way up her body. They lightly start nuzzling each other and pushing up against each other. The dancer slides her hands over Jenny's tits and gives them a slight squeeze at first. I can hear the moan from where I'm sitting, as she starts massaging her slowly. They keep whispering to each other and then looking at me, but my eyes are glued to their hands. Despite the implicit instructions of no touching, their hands are all over each other's tits and rubbing in between their legs. The dancer leans forward and splits Jenny's mouth open with her tongue. Jenny sucks on the dancer's tongue with a need that I have never seen or felt.

I'm snapped back to reality as the music stops. The dancer takes her money and we are led back out onto the floor. My head was spinning of thoughts of what it would be like to watch them go all the way. What it would be like to join them. We sit down and order more drinks. Jenny proceeds to tell me about how wet she is and heads off to the bathroom to get herself off. While awaiting her return, the blonde dancer comes behind me, reaches over my shoulders, rubs her hands all over my cock, and walks away without uttering a word. Jenny comes back a lot more relaxed, we have a couple more drinks, and make our way to the exit.

We get back to the house and shower in an effort to get the sweat and perfume off of us. While I'm finishing up in the shower, I hear her cell phone ring. I hurriedly finish up and start to dry off, and that's when I heard the door shut. I'm not the smartest man, but I had a really good feeling of what was about to take place. I finish drying off and step out the door.

The blonde dancer looks me up and down, my cock still hard from Jenny giving it a little love before she exited the shower. She's already got a drink in her hand and is sitting on the couch with Jenny, their legs entangled with each other. They laughed and sipped their drinks like they were long lost friends catching up for the weekend. It didn't take long before the alcohol had kicked in and the night took off like a firework.

In what felt like a flash, the dancer was on her knees and plunging her tongue in and out of Jenny's soaking wet hole. I walked behind the couch and pulled down Jenny's shirt to expose her nipples when my hand was slapped. I was ordered to sit down and watch only, so I did. The dancer masterfully licked and sucked at her clit, making Jenny's hips arch completely off the couch. She magically pulled a dildo out of her purse and shoved it into Jenny's tight little hole before she could utter any kind of objection. Between working the dildo back and forth and flicking her tongue faster and faster against her clit, Jenny exploded off the couch. Her juices completely covered the dancer's face as Jenny screamed in climax.

While Jenny struggled to catch her breath, the dancer turned her attention to me. I had been sitting there in the chair, sliding my hand back and forth over the length of my cock while watching the show. She pressed her face against mine and ordered me to lick the come from her face, which I was delighted to do while my hands explored her body. After every drop was cleaned, the dancer swooped down onto my cock like a bird and took it into her mouth. She would release her mouth off of it just long enough to run her hands across my cock from end to end, and then return it to her warm wetness.

She was able to take literally every inch of me down her throat repeatedly. I moaned as I laid my head back trying to focus on other things so that I didn't end the party too soon. Before I could enjoy it though, I felt the cold air against my cock. I opened my eyes to see the dancer lowering herself down my shaft as she looked across the room at Jenny. She put her hands on my knees and made an audible grunt, as she forced me all the way inside her. I could feel my balls being smashed against her body, as she slammed herself harder and harder, impaling herself down every inch. As I started to raise my hips to match her rhythm, the dancer slowed down almost to a teasing crawl, slowly lifting herself up and easing back down so that I could watch every inch of me disappear into her hole.

Suddenly, I felt two hands dig their fingernails into my legs. I look around the dancer's waist to see Jenny in between her legs returning the favor. I can feel her tongue graze my cock as she licks and sucks at the dancer's clit. She pauses for a brief moment and uses her hand to massage her clit, while the dancer sucks her juices off of Jenny's tongue. The dancer starts to pick up her pace and comes all over every inch of me. I can feel her juices all over my balls as she slides off of me. The two of them taking turns with my cock, sucking the juices off of my cock and my balls and sharing it with each other. I couldn't help it. Rope after rope of warmth started erupting from my cock. The dancer quickly put her mouth over it and took every single drop into her waiting mouth. As my cock flopped from her mouth, she pulled Jenny's face over to hers and opened her mouth, pouring my seed directly into hers, then kissed her deeply.

We sat around for a little while longer, sharing drinks and stories until the sun came up then the dancer left. We fell asleep soundly, but not before going at it again until we fell asleep. Not known to either one of us, it would be the last weekend we spent together. She would go back to her ex boyfriend two weeks later. I feel very confident she still thinks about that weekend every time she comes.