An Adventure in New Orleans - Part 1

When I was in my forties I had to do some business in New Orleans. As my cousin Terri was free that week I suggested she come with me. You know - Good Food, Good Music, Shopping. Hey, a few days away from LA are always appealing so she agreed. I called Susan, a woman I knew who lived just outside the city and for whom I had once done a very major favor. I told her we were coming down and she jumped at suggesting that she take us to dinner.

So plans were made and off we went. We agreed to have Susan pick us up at eight o’clock our first night. She took us to a fabulous restaurant and after dinner we were sitting on the restaurant’s patio enjoying brandies when Susan asked how long we were planning on staying. I said four days and she said “Great.”

“Look, Carla,” Susan continued, “I own you a huge debt for what you did for me. I can never repay you, but I’ve done something that I think will show my very sincere gratitude. Have you made plans for tomorrow evening?” I told her that we hadn’t. “Fabulous! I have arranged for two simply marvelous men to take you out to dinner tomorrow night. They will pick you up at 7:30 in front of your hotel. Jimmy drives a Bentley. The other man is Peter. Dress casually, be hungry. Carla, Terri, you will not regret this.” Terri and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows. Susan simply said, “Exactly.” Now, please understand, that when Susan looked me in the eye and said “Exactly” I knew that she knew that I knew exactly what “Exactly” meant. My reply was “Marvelous” and the subject was changed. We were not of the age to questions our hosts good intentions.

The next night Terri and I got cleaned up and dressed in our casual finery. Casual finery being defined as expensive slacks, great cleavage and waxed pussys. We were standing outside at 7:30 when a silver Bentley convertible pulled up. As it was about 85 degrees the top was down. Jimmy and Peter jumped out and introduced themselves. They were both in their early 40s, tanned, muscular and had the looks of men who took care of themselves and worked for a living. They were not handsome, but what I’d describe as nice looking.

They did something that I found rather cute. They made it clear that we were not pairing up, yet, and put both Terri and I in the back seat. They told us we were going to a shore restaurant about 20 miles outside New Orleans and off we drove. The dinner was fabulous, fresh Cajon seafood all the way. We sat on a small terrace overlooking a water-way. We talked about everything. After dinner we went to a real dive and listened to music. At a break Jimmy suggested we move on.

We still had not “paired off.” Let’s be honest here, all four of us knew that the evening was going to end up in a sex session. The men knew it and Terri and I knew it. Terri and I had also been around enough to understand that they were going to share us and we were going to share them.

A moments interruption here is called for: I have a couple of sayings that are actually quite obvious, “Just because I fuck, doesn’t mean I’m a slut,” and “Yes, I enjoy sex, in fact I love sex. You don’t? Well, that’s your problem.”

When this experience happened I was over 40 years old, I had been married twice, I had been around, I had orgied and I had had multiple partners in sex sessions, i.e., yes, I had gang-banged. I had enjoyed my sex life and had enjoyed sex with a wide list of simply marvelous men. So, my eyes were always open to sexual experiences. Hell, why not? It was my body to use sexually as I saw fit.

Terri, my cousin, was the same. She was successful, she was bright, she, too, was over 40 and we both had screwed around sexually together on numerous occasions.

In other words what happened was not happening to children or unsophisticated ladies who were being taken advantage of. We were fully aware that our friend, Susan, had set up a first class, fancy fucking experience for us and we were ready for it.

So we left the music bar. Jimmy suggested that we all go back to his house. Yeah, right, “house.” It was an estate with a mile long driveway, modern ranch house, dock with a tied up yacht and a pool, about three times the size of mine in LA.

The bar at the pool was fully stocked so Terri and I had straight Irish whisky stiffeners. I looked at the pool and, as it was in the 80s, I started undressing. Please, no “But I don’t have a bathing suit” came into play. If you know you’re going to fuck, you might as well get undressed. The others followed suit and jumped in with me. Terri and I stood up at the shallow end and Peter and Jimmy stood next to us. Each took one of us in his arms fondling our breasts and kissed us deeply, with tongues deep in our mouths, while we fondled their cocks. They then exchanged us and we kissed again. Oh, yes, they were going to share pussy and we were going to share cock.

We climbed out of the pool and looked each other over. Our nipples were big and ridged. Their cocks were hard as rocks. Jimmy said, “We loved shaved pussy.” I said, “We love shaved cocks.” Peter said, “May I assume that this is not the first time you have enjoyed having sex next to each other.” Terri replied, “Not only next to each other, but on the same bed!”

I said, being the serious one, “Let’s suck cock.” I took one man by the hand and Terri took the other. We led them to the two chaises and sat down. We started sucking by slipping their cocks into our mouths and got into the swing by going all the way down and then slowly up. The moaning started, and loudly too. I stopped after a few moments and looked up. “Now, be honest, if we let you two cum will you be able to continue?”

“God, dam, yes. We can carry this on all night.”

“You’d better!”

Terri said, “Let’s double on them.” We pulled them down on the chaises and Terri started sucking on Peter while I slipped his balls into my mouth. Jimmy just watched saying, “Yes, suck him, do him.” Peter came in Terri’s mouth and she swallowed it all. We moved to Jimmy and I sucked him while Terri mouthed his balls. Jimmy came in a blast of cum which filled my mouth. I swallowed it all and then Terri and I kissed them with a powerful thrust of our tongues.

We all slipped into the pool for a few minutes and then Peter took our hands and said, “It’s fuck time.” He led us into the house where one of the rooms had two king mattresses on the floor. It was very dark as the only light cam through the sliding doors onto the terrace. We just laid down and they started licking and sucking on our clits. They changed places many times. We were shouting like wild animals which we were. The louder we shouted, the dirtier the words, the better they liked it. Both Terri and I are very loud fucks. Finally we exploded in extreme orgasms. We just collapsed. The men took us in their arms and cuddled us.

After about a half hour of mood music and gentle caressing Terri looked up and said, “Hey, guys, I thought you said it was fuck time.” I reached for Peter who had been cuddling me and said, “No more switching, just some really great fucking.” Peter got on top of me and slid his cock into me and gently started on me. “Oh, God, yes, Oh, God yes, I love it oh shit I love it, please don’t stop, please, Jesus, yes, yes, God, dam, I love to be fucked.”

Terri was saying the same. We’re both very loud. The men started in faster and faster. “Bang me, fuck me, shove it in, harder, harder, now, now, now, switch, yes, shit switch, let me feel Jimmy, oh God yes, Oh I love it so much.”

Jimmy, who had been yelling at Terri, jumped off her and shoved his cock into me, “Yes, you cunt, you want two cocks, you want us both, you love to be fucked and to suck cock, you fucking slut, you juicy cunt, you loved sucking me, you loved the way I sucked your clit, you want more then just the two of us, don’t you, you want cock in your mouth while I’m fucking you and cock in your ass hole, don’t you, scream at me and tell me what you want.”

“Yes, shit yes, I love more cocks, I like to be fucked in the ass and to suck cock while I’m fucking, yes, yes, oh shit, oh shit, I’m cuming, I’m blasting off, oh shit, yes, yes, yes.”

Finally we all came together in a mass of screaming and yelling. It was fabulous!! We had orgasmed many times and very strongly. This was an intense sexual experience and both Terri and I loved it. God, dam, but we loved it.

After we had come down we all jumped in the pool and rinsed off before getting dressed. As we were getting into the car Jimmy and Peter pulled us to them and each kissed us with deep feeling. We drove back to the hotel in a completely relaxed mood. When we pulled up in front of the hotel Jimmy took my hand and asked how long I was going to be in town for. I said we were leaving Saturday afternoon. “Would you like to have dinner again on Friday night? I’ll ask Susan to join us," he asked.

I looked at Terri who leaned back on the seat and just licked her lips. “That’s a yes from her,” I said, “Will you get Susan a date?”

“Oh, yes, I know just the man,” Jimmy said. He then leaned in very close to Terri and I and asked in a low voice, “We’ll have dinner the six of us, but should I have a few extra friends at the house?”

I smiled at him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “Oh, Jimmy, only if you and Peter don’t think you can satisfy us,” and walked away with Terri and I giggling.

I think I’ll continue this another day.

Bye for now!!

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