Where it happened: Mardi Gras
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
My first time was in New Orleans after Mardi Gras. It was
Friday after the big celebration and the city was winding
down. There was a lot of debris littering the streets and
there was an air of weariness with everyone. A friend and I
went to Pat O’Brians and I was trying to get inebriated, as
I had never gotten drunk before. I mixed drinks, a screwdriver,
then a tequila sunrise, then a straight scotch, etc. The order
for a scotch surprised a guy sitting on my left, he thought I
was insane from having begun with those “party drinks” as
he called them, and that scotch was the only proper drink.
I introduced myself and he told me his name was Lou and he was a
pilot who had flown down for Mardi Gras. After a bit of talking
we started some innocent flirting. By then, the drinks had
caught up with me and I felt flushed from a rush of heat. I
said I haad to go out for some air, and began to stumble out of the
bar. He said he would come to, so I told my friend we would be
back in a few minutes. There were still partyers out on the street
so we joined up in the throng who walked down the middle of
the road. All of a sudden, Lou swept me up and gave me a long lingering
french kiss. If I thought I had been warm before, I was really
heated up now. We sauntered toward the river front, stopping
every once in a while to kiss in the middle of the street. Once,
he pulled me into a deserted doorway and ran his hands up my
shirt and under my bra. The massage he gave to my breasts
was delicious adn I swooned as he tweaked the nipples. I reached
down to rub his penis through his pants, but had a hard time
findng it; despite being semi-erect it was rather small and thin.
I wasn’t really interested in going all the way, but I did confess
to him that I did fantasize about sucking a guy off. We made
our way down to the riverfront and sat on the bank or levee or whatever
it’s called and kissed and caressed some more. His hands made
their way into my pants rubbed my clit. It felt wonderful despite
my hazy alcoholic state. I wanted more, so I squirmed out of my pants so
he could have better access and satisfy me more. At the same time, I unbuckled
his belt and his Levis and pulled out his minute dick. I licked it some and
tried to suck on it, but it really was tiny- even when almost fully engorged.
His fingers, then his tongue on my clit continued to make me moan and squirm.
He moved his mouth up to my breasts, shoving my bra and shirt up with one
movement for quick access. As his mouth clamped down on one of my
erect nippples, he simultaneously thrust his tiny dick into me. He only humped
about four or five times and let out a groan as HE climaxed. I was
left high and dry. We struggled to readjust our clothes and made our
way back to the bar. It may have been my first time, but there was certainly
little else to make it memorable!
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