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My husband Russell and I were watching a Mardi Gras parade and the crowd was massive.

People were packed along the parade route. There was hardly enough room to move. I noticed a tall brunette standing close to us. She was really attractive but was having no luck catching the throws from the floats. I, on the other hand, was making a killing, so I passed some along to my husband and told him to give some to the brunette.

He tapped her on the shoulder and handed her a bunch of long fancy ones. She was thrilled. When there was a lull in the parade and the crowd spread out some, she got a chance to thank us. It turned out she was from San Francisco, and was in New Orleans with her husband. It was a combination business and pleasure trip. Her name was Faith. She told us her husband was going to be tied up in a business meeting all evening, so she had to fend for herself.

Faith appeared to be in her early thirties, with hair that hung halfway down to her waist. She had big breasts and long, exquisite legs. She wore a miniskirt and high heels — the worst things you could wear at a Mardi Gras parade.

We talked awhile, and when the parade resumed I shoved our way to the front and gave Faith a few tips on how to catch beads. Now we were both making a killing, and the drinks Russell was giving us were making us bolder. I told her if she really wanted to make a killing she had to show her tits. She laughed and said, “I never thought I’d have the guts to do it. Have you ever done it?”

I told her to follow my lead. When the next float came by I handed my husband our drinks and pulled my shirt up, giving the guys on the float a look at my 34Cs. Beads came like crazy as Faith watched in amazement. As the next float approached I watched her, and she was game. Her shirt went up, and I almost died. She had the most beautiful set of tits I can ever remember seeing. I guess the excitement was getting to her, because her nipples were as hard as a rock. Needless to say, she too was showered with beads.

By the time the parade had passed, we both had more beads than we knew what to do with. Russell was eyeing Faith up and down like he wanted to take her home with us, and I have to admit she had me interested too. “We’re going for a drink, want to join us?” I asked. She said she’d love to.

We weren’t too far from our hotel, so we decided to go to the hotel lounge. We found a round sofa and got some drinks. Faith was a touchy-feely person, always putting a hand on one of us as she made a point. Once she placed her hand on Russell’s leg, close to his crotch. Even in the semidark I saw him getting a rise. He was loving it. I just smiled at him and winked. He had found his way to her leg and he stroked as he listened to her talk. I’m not ashamed to admit that I got a little excited myself as I watched her come on to my husband right in front of me.

What she did next floored me. She actually moved her hand up and squeezed his dick. I was about to put a stop to this little game when her other hand rested on my leg. Her long nails stroked my thigh, moving dangerously close to my panties.

The conversation switched to Faith wanting to know how liberal we were. When her fingers slipped under the hem of my dress and touched my panties and I didn’t say a word, I guess she had her answer. I opened my legs just enough for her to touch the crotch of my silk bikini panties. I was about to put my hand on her leg when the bartender asked if we wanted another round.

I was really getting into it now and didn’t want to break the mood. “Look,” I said, “we need to get rid of all these Mardi Gras beads. Why don’t we drop them off in our room and have a drink upstairs before going to the French Quarter?” We gathered up the beads and headed for the elevator. Russell ran across the street for more margarita mix.

“I hope I wasn’t coming on too strong, but I really like you guys,” Faith said. “The only reason I agreed to make this trip was so I could meet a fun couple, and it looks like I have.” Before I could say a word, she pulled me to her and pressed her lips to mine. It was a very tender kiss. Her tongue slid across my lips looking for an opening, which I was more than willing to supply. My own tongue snaked out and played with hers. Now our tongues fought to get into each other’s mouth. I slid a hand between us and cupped one of her breasts. I could feel how stiff her nipples were. I knew mine must be too.

Our lips parted, and Faith whispered how good my fingers felt on her breast. Then she helped me shed my top and bra. Hers were gone in an instant. She bent and drew my nipple into her hungry mouth, sending shivers all through my body. She was very gentle. Her hands were all over my body, touching here, lightly pinching there. I was under her spell as she nimbly stripped me down to my panties. When she reached between my legs, I knew she would find me completely soaked.

She made a cooing sound when her fingers became soaked with my juices. I wanted her to get on with it, but I also wished Russell would hurry and get there. She pushed the crotch of my panties aside and slid a finger into me. Now I didn’t give a damn if he ever showed up.

“Oh shit, Faith, I’m really close,” I said. “You’ve got me on fire. I don’t know if I can hold back much longer.” She pulled her finger back to let the tip touch my clit, then pulled it out. I rammed my lips against hers, then grabbed her hand and tried to return it to my pussy. My tongue plunged deep into her mouth, but she wouldn’t let me guide her fingers back into me. Instead she steered my hand to her waist. I knew exactly what she wanted. Her skirt hit the floor. We hugged each other tight, our erect nipples pressed together.

I stood back so I could get a good look at her. She wore a yellow thong that was so thin I clearly saw her strip of bush through it. I also noticed that the material between her legs was as wet as mine. I put my fingers between her legs and said, “Faith, I think you’re as ready as I am.” She smiled and said, “You won’t believe just how ready I am. It’s been such a long time.”

We pulled each other’s panties down at the same moment, until they were around our ankles. We stepped out of them and walked hand-in-hand to the bed. We lay in each other’s arms, touching, feeling, kissing. I ran my fingers down her wonderful body, stopping at her thin little bush.

Her breathing became labored as I slipped the tip of my finger between her pussy lips. She moaned and moved over me, spreading my legs with her knee. I felt her bush touch mine as she started down my body. She stopped long enough to lick each nipple, then blew warm air onto my pussy. I looked down and saw one of her hands between her legs. As her fingers spread me open, I scooted around. She knew just what to do. She lifted up and let me slide under her. Her legs went to either side of my head as she knelt over my face. I looked up into her pussy, then spread her wide open, giving me a perfect view of her swollen clit.

I stuck my tongue out as she lowered herself onto my mouth. She licked my clit, and my ass began to move up and down. I pulled her between my lips and sucked. Now it was her ass bucking against my face. Then I took two fingers, slid them into her, and that was it. She pulled away from me long enough to yell, “Now, yes, I’m coming!” Then she slid her fingers back into me.

I didn’t have time to do or say anything. I flooded her just as her juices flowed into my mouth. My body shook as my climax rolled through me, wave after wave. Faith was doing the same. She moaned into my pussy as her tongue dug into me, licking and sucking every drop I had to give.

We stayed in that position for the longest time. Finally we untangled ourselves and just touched our lips together, each tasting herself on the other’s mouth. It was so natural, as if we had known each other for years.

When Russell came into the room we were propped up on the pillows watching television. “If you’ll make the drinks and get out of those clothes, we might have a little surprise for you,” I said. He looked around at the scattered clothes, made us our drinks, and started to undress.

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Mardi Gras Tango

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My husband Russell and I were watching a Mardi Gras parade and the crowd was massive.

People were packed along the parade route. There was hardly enough room to move. I noticed a tall brunette standing close to us. She was really attractive but was having no luck catching the throws from the floats. I, on the other hand, was making a killing, so I passed some along to my husband and told him to give some to the brunette.

He tapped her on the shoulder and handed her a bunch of long fancy ones. She was thrilled. When there was a lull in the parade and the crowd spread out some, she got a chance to thank us. It turned out she was from San Francisco, and was in New Orleans with her husband. It was a combination business and pleasure trip. Her name was Faith. She told us her husband was going to be tied up in a business meeting all evening, so she had to fend for herself.

Faith appeared to be in her early thirties, with hair that hung halfway down to her waist. She had big breasts and long, exquisite legs. She wore a miniskirt and high heels — the worst things you could wear at a Mardi Gras parade.

We talked awhile, and when the parade resumed I shoved our way to the front and gave Faith a few tips on how to catch beads. Now we were both making a killing, and the drinks Russell was giving us were making us bolder. I told her if she really wanted to make a killing she had to show her tits. She laughed and said, “I never thought I’d have the guts to do it. Have you ever done it?”

I told her to follow my lead. When the next float came by I handed my husband our drinks and pulled my shirt up, giving the guys on the float a look at my 34Cs. Beads came like crazy as Faith watched in amazement. As the next float approached I watched her, and she was game. Her shirt went up, and I almost died. She had the most beautiful set of tits I can ever remember seeing. I guess the excitement was getting to her, because her nipples were as hard as a rock. Needless to say, she too was showered with beads.

By the time the parade had passed, we both had more beads than we knew what to do with. Russell was eyeing Faith up and down like he wanted to take her home with us, and I have to admit she had me interested too. “We’re going for a drink, want to join us?” I asked. She said she’d love to.

We weren’t too far from our hotel, so we decided to go to the hotel lounge. We found a round sofa and got some drinks. Faith was a touchy-feely person, always putting a hand on one of us as she made a point. Once she placed her hand on Russell’s leg, close to his crotch. Even in the semidark I saw him getting a rise. He was loving it. I just smiled at him and winked. He had found his way to her leg and he stroked as he listened to her talk. I’m not ashamed to admit that I got a little excited myself as I watched her come on to my husband right in front of me.

What she did next floored me. She actually moved her hand up and squeezed his dick. I was about to put a stop to this little game when her other hand rested on my leg. Her long nails stroked my thigh, moving dangerously close to my panties.

The conversation switched to Faith wanting to know how liberal we were. When her fingers slipped under the hem of my dress and touched my panties and I didn’t say a word, I guess she had her answer. I opened my legs just enough for her to touch the crotch of my silk bikini panties. I was about to put my hand on her leg when the bartender asked if we wanted another round.

I was really getting into it now and didn’t want to break the mood. “Look,” I said, “we need to get rid of all these Mardi Gras beads. Why don’t we drop them off in our room and have a drink upstairs before going to the French Quarter?” We gathered up the beads and headed for the elevator. Russell ran across the street for more margarita mix.

“I hope I wasn’t coming on too strong, but I really like you guys,” Faith said. “The only reason I agreed to make this trip was so I could meet a fun couple, and it looks like I have.” Before I could say a word, she pulled me to her and pressed her lips to mine. It was a very tender kiss. Her tongue slid across my lips looking for an opening, which I was more than willing to supply. My own tongue snaked out and played with hers. Now our tongues fought to get into each other’s mouth. I slid a hand between us and cupped one of her breasts. I could feel how stiff her nipples were. I knew mine must be too.

Our lips parted, and Faith whispered how good my fingers felt on her breast. Then she helped me shed my top and bra. Hers were gone in an instant. She bent and drew my nipple into her hungry mouth, sending shivers all through my body. She was very gentle. Her hands were all over my body, touching here, lightly pinching there. I was under her spell as she nimbly stripped me down to my panties. When she reached between my legs, I knew she would find me completely soaked.

She made a cooing sound when her fingers became soaked with my juices. I wanted her to get on with it, but I also wished Russell would hurry and get there. She pushed the crotch of my panties aside and slid a finger into me. Now I didn’t give a damn if he ever showed up.

“Oh shit, Faith, I’m really close,” I said. “You’ve got me on fire. I don’t know if I can hold back much longer.” She pulled her finger back to let the tip touch my clit, then pulled it out. I rammed my lips against hers, then grabbed her hand and tried to return it to my pussy. My tongue plunged deep into her mouth, but she wouldn’t let me guide her fingers back into me. Instead she steered my hand to her waist. I knew exactly what she wanted. Her skirt hit the floor. We hugged each other tight, our erect nipples pressed together.

I stood back so I could get a good look at her. She wore a yellow thong that was so thin I clearly saw her strip of bush through it. I also noticed that the material between her legs was as wet as mine. I put my fingers between her legs and said, “Faith, I think you’re as ready as I am.” She smiled and said, “You won’t believe just how ready I am. It’s been such a long time.”

We pulled each other’s panties down at the same moment, until they were around our ankles. We stepped out of them and walked hand-in-hand to the bed. We lay in each other’s arms, touching, feeling, kissing. I ran my fingers down her wonderful body, stopping at her thin little bush.

Her breathing became labored as I slipped the tip of my finger between her pussy lips. She moaned and moved over me, spreading my legs with her knee. I felt her bush touch mine as she started down my body. She stopped long enough to lick each nipple, then blew warm air onto my pussy. I looked down and saw one of her hands between her legs. As her fingers spread me open, I scooted around. She knew just what to do. She lifted up and let me slide under her. Her legs went to either side of my head as she knelt over my face. I looked up into her pussy, then spread her wide open, giving me a perfect view of her swollen clit.

I stuck my tongue out as she lowered herself onto my mouth. She licked my clit, and my ass began to move up and down. I pulled her between my lips and sucked. Now it was her ass bucking against my face. Then I took two fingers, slid them into her, and that was it. She pulled away from me long enough to yell, “Now, yes, I’m coming!” Then she slid her fingers back into me.

I didn’t have time to do or say anything. I flooded her just as her juices flowed into my mouth. My body shook as my climax rolled through me, wave after wave. Faith was doing the same. She moaned into my pussy as her tongue dug into me, licking and sucking every drop I had to give.

We stayed in that position for the longest time. Finally we untangled ourselves and just touched our lips together, each tasting herself on the other’s mouth. It was so natural, as if we had known each other for years.

When Russell came into the room we were propped up on the pillows watching television. “If you’ll make the drinks and get out of those clothes, we might have a little surprise for you,” I said. He looked around at the scattered clothes, made us our drinks, and started to undress.

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