Over the next few weeks, whenever we were horny, we’d talk about how to make it happen again. I had another business trip scheduled, this time to New Orleans. Joan said she’d love to come with me.
The trip was on a late Wednesday flight. The plan was for me to work Thursday and Friday, then we would have some time to play.
Joan spent Thursday in New Orleans, shopping, eating at a great Cajun restaurant and scouting for sex opportunities. We were alone at dinner that night and she told me about her day. She mentioned that she had heard about Mardi Gras and all the wild things that happened there. While she was talking, she got flushed and I asked her if it gave her any ideas.
Joan said, “The idea of flashing my tits at a lot of strange men is very exciting. It makes me very hot.”
That night, we had hot sex at the hotel. I was talking about her flashing her tits and meeting some guy and wildly fucking him. Joan responded by grunting and talking dirty.
“Look at my tits. look at my cunt. Ohhh, look at meee.”
We both came violently. We hugged, smiled at each other and drifted to sleep.
On Friday, I worked all day.
At dinner I asked, “How did the scouting go?”
Joan said, “I found this club whose theme is Mardi Gras all year. Women flash their tits and compete to win beads.”
She said, “You have to pay a hundred dollar membership fee.”
I said, “It sounds like a bargain to me.”
Joan did a little happy clapping.
We went to the club Friday night. It was in a very nice old French Quarter style building. The interior was luxurious. It had beautiful hardwood floors, chandeliers, Romeo balconies and multiple bars. The place was crowded and there was some New Orleans Jazz playing. The women were scantily dressed.
Joan was wearing a glittery T-shirt with the sleeves cut off leaving a gaping hole at her underarms and a very short billowy skirt. As usual, in her hunting mode, she wore no underwear. We got drinks and chatted with the other guests. Joan flirted with several men.
The band switched to dance music. Joan and I got up for a slow dance. We held each other tightly and I could feel her excitement building.
A man, who introduced himself as Jack, asked Joan to dance. Joan leaned into him and pressed her braless breasts into his chest. He ran his hands down her back then brushed them along her tits.
He said, “They feel very nice.”
Joan blushed and said, “They are.”
They danced to another slow song. Joan put her arms around his neck and ground her panty less cunt into him. She could feel his growing erection. She humped it and he groaned. After the dance we went for a drink and she told me about Jack’s erection and her naughty conduct with him. I kissed and hugged her and could feel the arousal in her.
She danced with Jack again and this time she put her leg between his and nudged his prick with her leg.
Around midnight there was a commotion on the balconies.
A bartender yelled out, “Who’s here for the competition?”
Joan of course went to the front of the crowd. There must have been thirty women vying for attention. The men on the balconies had hands full of beads and started yelling, “Show me your tits.”
Joan went to the front of the crowd and pulled up her T-shirt showing her tits. She was rewarded with some beads. All the women were flashing their tits and competing for beads. Joan looked at the competition and just pulled her T-shirt completely off. She got a lot more beads. The men in the room were yelling and clapping. Joan’s nipples were hard and flushed with excitement. She pinched them and they got more engorged. A few of the other women pulled their T-shirts off.
The crowd was getting raucous. Joan smiled and did them one better. She lifted her skirt and flashed her bald cunt. I could see the excitement in her. There was moisture on her labia. When the one remaining woman did the same, Joan simply reached down and pulled her skirt over her head and off. She was showered with beads.
Joan won. The band started playing a little victory song and Joan pranced around the room naked.
Flush with excitement, Joan came over to me and gave me a tongue twirling passionate kiss. She danced naked with Jack. When they came back Jack had an obvious erection.
Joan whispered to me, “Lets take him back to our hotel room.”
I asked him and he nodded his head happily.
We got to our room and Jack grinned and said, “Show me your tits.”
Joan pulled off her T-shirt and caressed her own breasts.
Jack said, “Let’s go slowly. I want to enjoy every second I have with you.”
He stepped back and skimmed his hands all over her face, neck, shoulders and breasts, taking in her beautiful skin and perfect curves. Her whole body glowed with arousal.
Joan went over to the bed and sat on the edge. She started fingering herself while staring at Jack. She said take your clothes off. We did.
She said, “Stroke your cocks for me.”
Jack’s erection stood straight out and the veins were red and hot. Joan kept fingering herself. Her eyes were fixed on Jack’s cock.
The scene was so erotic that blood rushed to my head and I got dizzy.
Joan started to breathe heavily. Her eyes glossed over and her fingers plunged deeper into her cunt.
Joan said, “Isn’t this what men really want, to see my Cunt? Look at me finger fucking. Would you like to suck my wet fingers? Unhh, unhhh, look at meeee.”
She fell back on the bed, sweating, flushed red and small bits of drool were on her lips.
She said, “I’ve been so horny all night.”
Jack walked over to the bed and held her while she trembled. His cock was bobbing up and down. He pulled Joan to the edge of the bed and buried his face in her sopping cunt. He put his hands under her ass and drank deeply of her. Joan started playing with her breasts and held Jack’s head to her cunt with clamped legs. I could hear Jack’s slurping and muffled groans.
Joan started humping his face and talking dirty, “Suck my cunt. smell me. Ohhh, ahhh, look at meee.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head and she came again. Jack pulled up and his face was covered in her juices and he rubbed his dripping cock all over her flush tits.
I sat in the chair in a sexual haze.
Joan sat up and took his cock in her mouth and started twirling her tongue around the sensitive head. Jack moaned. Joan moaned and groaned with a mouthful of cock. Jack pulled her up and put her on her hands and knees.
He groaned and said, “I have to fuck you right now.”
He got behind her and started stroking in and out of her cunt. Joan stroked her clitoris.
I couldn’t stand watching any more. I went over to the bed and slid underneath Joan and started licking her cunt. The smell and taste were intoxicating. Jack’s cock was directly above my mouth and I licked his shaft as it went in and out of her. There was too much stimulation for him. He groaned and pushed deeply into her. I could see the vein on his shaft pulsing as he poured his cum into her.
Joan was still for a moment and then sat on my face. Her cunt was dripping juices and cum. She clamped her knees around my face and ground on my mouth. I felt a wet mouth on my prick. It was Jack. I was in sexual bliss.
Joan looked down at Jack and said, “Suck that cock you little cocksucker. Get it wet and hard for me.”
Joan was wildly riding my face and groaning. I could feel her tremble with another on coming orgasm. I stuck my tongue deeply in her ass and she went over the top yelling.
Joan screamed, “Ohhh, suck it, lick my cunt. Lick my ass. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!”
Joan collapsed on me and I held her quivering body while she was still coming. She wasn’t done yet. Jack was erect again. Joan slithered down my body leaving a trail of cum and juices. She impaled herself on my cock.
Joan said, “Jack, get that cock over here.”
She put it in her mouth and slurped and sucked it. She rode my cock and ground herself on my pubic bone. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came copiously in her cunt. She came on my cock. Jack came in her mouth. She turned to me and gave me a deep kiss, sharing his cum with me. We all fell back on the bed completely sated. I held Joan and murmured in her ear about what a dirty girl she was. I told her I loved her more than ever.
After a while Jack got up and dressed. Before he left he kissed Joan and told her he had never had a night like this. The room reeked of sex smells.
We cuddled and sighed.
I said, “Wow, what got into you?”
She smiled and said, “Everyone I could get.”
In the morning as we were getting ready for the plane ride home, Joan asked if there were any more business trips coming up.
