0 comments/ 11968 views/ 1 favorites The Big Easy By: BrassMonkey It was the end of another day at the Studies of Modern Language convention. He had been at the convention for 5 days and was tired of it. These conventions were very tiring. Twenty thousand people running around the convention center taking science for 10 hours and now off to dinner to talk more science. Yesterday Dave had given his talk. Those days were always black with anxiety, having to give a talk on your work to 300 critical minds, but yesterday also brought freak storms to New Orleans. Something the locals called a micro-tornado had actual struck the convection center and done a small amount of damage. However today there was a change in the weather. It looked like it would be a warm November evening. Just one more day and Dave could fly home. Dave was walking the length of the convention center back to his hotel to prepare for dinner with colleagues. Since the last time the convention was held in New Orleans, the convention center had expanded, now covering close to a half mile. The Society for Studies of Modern Language was stuck at the far end of the center taking up about half of its space. The portion of the center closest to the French Quarter where Dave was staying was empty the first part of the week, but was now filling up with a convention for the American Heart Association or something like that. All Dave knew was that he had to walk the length of the building thru an ever-increasing crowd. This crowd changed as he approached the end of the convention center. The Studies of Modern Language members were a very casual crowd being mostly English professors and a few history professors and the medical types at the other end of the building were far more formal. Blue jeans and T-shirts were changing to double breasted suits. Dave loved having the convention in New Orleans. He liked the food, good music and the flowing alcohol and sex on display. It was a look but don't touch experience for Dave because he was married - he looked forward to his homecoming because this place exuded sexual energy and he was getting a little horny. But he did enjoy the town. He didn't get out much and didn't drink much anymore, so this annual convention in nostalgic of his college days at UW-Madison when good music and drinking were the norm. He was contemplating where the group was going to eat this evening when he bumped into someone. This was not unique in and of it self because it was so crowded everyone was bumping into everyone else. However this time he sidestepped into a taped off area of the damaged hall and slipped on some debris and fell. Crack! His head hit the ground. The next thing he knew he was on the ground looking up at a woman in a suit. "Hi Dave," the woman said. As he mumbled, "Excuse me," to the woman in the suit, he wondered how she knew his name and then he realized he was still wearing his name badge or as his friends called them 'Geek Badges.' As he focused on this 5 foot 3 inch brunette in a suit, assumed she didn't know him. "Dave, it’s me Mary," the woman in the suit said. Dave mentally stopped and looked past the suit and at the person in the suit. It was Mary Adams, one of his friends from college. What was she doing here in that suit? Then he remembered she had become a surgeon and specialized in thoracic surgery and was now an attending physician at the University of Iowa. She must be attending the other convention. Dave's mind began to spin. He hadn't seen her in almost 15 years. They had been really close. He remembered the first time the met in biology 101. From first moment he laid eyes on her, he had a crush that still weighed heavily in his heart. Up until that moment his day had by perfectly planned. Which talks he would go to during the day, what restaurant he would eat at in the evening and with whom and even the topic of conversation were all very predictable, as predictable as his life had been. He was average Dave. He had two cars, one house with white picket fence, 2.3 children and a loving wife. He mind raced back to biology 101 to a time before the entire normalcy started. He was dreaming of the possibilities. "Dave, are you Okay?" he heard her voice again. He closed his mouth and smiled. "Yeah, I am okay. It has been a long time hasn't it?" Dave said, sitting up. "It sure has. What ever happened to that Buddies for Life thing?" 'What did indeed?' thought Dave as he remembered how she always had a boy friend around. In college it was George. His father owned the largest security system business in Milwaukee. Safe George. Then in medical school it was Scott, a fellow Med Student. He felt certain there would be a man in her life not far from her elbow even now. "What are you doing for dinner? I just arrived this afternoon for registration and don't have any plans." She said, smiling at him. "No plans," he dropped his scientific colleagues faster than they could say ‘Mixed Metaphor’. "Where do you want to go?" "First to my hotel room to change out of this suit and into something more appropriate for cruising the streets of New Orleans. You can dump your stuff there if you want." He wanted. "Okay, you lead the way." She was staying at the Maison DuPuy that was just around the corner from his hotel, the Prince Conti. Dave sat on the hotel bed while Mary changed in the bathroom. They talked about old times and Dave got up and paced to the chair in the corner so he could hear her better. The she popped her head out of the bathroom to ask what restaurant they should go to. He could see he long dark hear, her bright blue eyes, big smile, shoulder and white bra strap. "I thought we could start at Phelix's for oysters to start." He said memorizing the brief glimpse of the white lace strap dreaming about where the strap led. "We can find a better place for the main course." "Sounds good to me," she said emerging from the bathroom. She was dressed in blue jeans and a sweatshirt that had colorful jester its front proclaiming New Orleans Jazz. The cloths themselves weren't reveling, but her athletic body, he always remembered, filled them out with all the right curves. Off they went to Bourbon Street and the Oyster bars. On the way they stopped at a street side vender selling drinks. New Orleans is a wonderful place at night thought Dave as he purchases two 'hand grenades.' The tasted like a syrupy Gator Aide with pure grain alcohol. They were in a large plastic cups with little green plastic hand grenades floating in them. At the oyster bar they ordered a dozen raw oysters and pair of beers. Oysters are supposed to be aphrodisiacs, but his present company was all Dave really needed. After the oyster bar the walked down Bourbon Street passed half a dozen sex bars displaying half clothed women, half clothed men and half clothed men who looked like women. A strip joint smorgasbord. This wasn't the first time he had been in New Orleans with Mary. In college the had driven to New Orleans to experience Mardi Gras. Five college students crammed into his Toyota and drove from Wisconsin New Orleans the weekend before Ash Wednesday. They hadn't arranged anywhere sleep other than the car. It was cramped, but the nearby Hilton had nice rest rooms they used to stay clean. So Mary and Dave walked, ate and drank their way down Bourbon Street and memory lane. After about 2:30 in the morning the action in the French quarter was slowing down and they and sampled 'Aliens', 'Hurricanes', and several types of beer. So the made their way back to the Maison DuPuy. "So what ever happened to you perfect life plans?" Asked Dave as they walked, "I remember you were going to be married at 26 and start having children at 29." "Time raced past me and my knight never came." "Yeah time can pass you by. I remember when you were dating George and proclaimed you wouldn't have sex until you had a ring on your finger and a signature on a marriage certificate. It was so long ago, but it seems like yesterday." "Yes, I remember" she said smiling coyly as they entered the hotel lobby. The lobby was quiet this time of night and thru the glass windows at the far end of the lobby they could see the empty courtyard and pool. "Do you want to go swimming?" She asked with a mischievous gleam in her eye. It was a rhetorical question as the entered the courtyard and began to shed their cloths. They had been swimming a hundred times before, but that was swimming laps. Dave always looked forward to their exercise dates. However there had always been that thin barrier of lycra fabric. Now he saw she was even shedding her white thong panties. The courtyard was dark except for the glowing a blue green lighting of the pool that made the scene surreal. They splashed into the cold pool and clung to one another to keep warm, their skin touching, burning into Dave's mind. The pool was too chilly to stay long, so they moved to the hot tub. Now their skin was warmed as well as their hearts and their lips touched and seared their mark into each other's souls. However it wasn't long before they had company. The Desk Clerk of the hotel was loudly clearing his throat, and informed them that the pool was closed after 11PM. They blushed and scrambled for their cloths. Hastily putting their cloths on to cover their nakedness in front of the hotel staff, they hurried into the hotel and to her room. Dave, dejected at the interruption and thinking he would now never get any further that he did 15 years ago, bent over to pick up his back pack of convention notes and books. As he reached done he felt Mary's arms embrace him about the waist. "You aren't really thinking of leaving are you?" Mary said with a pout. "Well I thought after the Clerk" "You thought wrong. Besides, your clothes are all wet." Still behind him she reached around and unzipped his pants. "And I think you need to be warmed up," she said as she reached into his pants. Her hand reenergized him as she kissed his back through his damp shirt heating it with her hot breath. From that moment on, she was in control. She turned him around and moved to the edge of the bed, never letting go of his manhood. Then with her free hand she unbuttoned his shirt and ran her fingers through his chest hair. Dave's mind was on fire as his dream of nearly 2 decades was becoming reality. Then she kissed his nipples, tickling them with her tongue as her hands fondled his balls. Dave couldn't help but moan in joy. Mary kissed down his chest to end in the nest of pubic hair at the base of his shaft. Slowly and methodically she ran her tongue up and down either side of his erect member. Her right hand gripped onto his balls as if the let them know who was in control as her left hand moved to hold his right butt cheek. Dave couldn't hold on any longer. In his wildest dreams he had never experienced anything like this. Just as he was on the verge of cumming, she took him deep in her mouth and her fingers slid into his anus. Dave exploded into her mouth as his mind imploded with this sensory overload. A low-pitched groan escaped his mouth as he transported to level of ecstasy he had never known. After this Mary stepped out of her jeans, her white thong panties, and stepped forward to straddle his still firm cock. She lowered herself down onto him and stared into his eyes. They sat on the edge of the bed, her on top of him, wrapping him inside her with her warmth. She kissed his neck and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. This simple motion of rocked him deeper inside her. Then she pulled her sweatshirt over her head and Dave wrapped his arms around her bare torso. He buried his head in her ample chest as it was his turn to kiss her nipples and caress her large breasts. She rocked back and forth on him and let out moans as he firmly pressed her breast to her chest and kissed his way to her neck. Then their lips locked onto one another in a deep kiss that went straight to their souls. The heat built up inside her and she could hold back the steam no longer. She arched her back and let out a scream as her body jerked in orgasmic pleasure. Later, they lay in bed as two spoons in a drawer. Dave gently kissed her back, between her shoulder blades. "Buddies for life," Mary said. "Buddies for life," Dave replied. "You are my knight," she whispered, barely audible. Dave drifted off to sleep holding her tightly in her arms, never wanting to let go. The next morning Dave awoke in his own hotel room clutching his second pillow in front of him. His head hurt badly, but he didn't feel hung over. He felt a large lump on his head from the fall he took yesterday. He slowly got up and got dressed thinking about his vivid dream. All he knew for sure was that if he didn't hurry he would miss his plane, a plane to take him away from the Big Easy, back to Colorado and his life at home. On the plane he rubbed his aching head as the flight attendant handed out bags of little pretzels. Dave didn't like pretzels, but he took one and put it in his jacket pocket. As he did he felt something in his pocket, something small and soft. He took it out to find a pair of white thong panties. Dave smiled. He knew his wife Karen would never wear thong anything and he knew he would have to make a phone call to one of his colleagues to arrange to give a seminar at the University of Iowa. The Big Easy Logan, known for his "famous last words" did not necessarily see it coming as he prepped for the conference in Billings. The spring conference required the attendance of Logan, and to his surprise Geri was being sent as his computer consultant. Settled in at the Sheraton, 21st floor, cozy adjoining rooms with a convenient door between them, they had lovely views out around the area, and delightful hours in the two rooms playing and reveling in each other's arms - and of course the conference. Discussions with Geri were often wild, and naughty. She seemed to read Logan's sexual fantasy mind and suggest erotic games before he could put them out there himself -- left him gasping in amazement. A couple weeks previous Geri entertained the Other Man in her life, then joined Logan for hot, wet, slippery fun. She was a wild thing, and kept coming up with these wild ideas ... gotta love it! The first full day of the conference was a long one with lots of work to be done. During the course of the day, in one of the breakouts when time was available to visit, Geri nudged Logan and nodded in the direction of a fellow that entered the room picking up a cup of coffee before going to sit down. "Hmmmmm," she whispered with that rascally look on her face.... Glancing over, a look of surprise and amusement crossed Logan's face as he realized the next round of fun Geri was spinning in her mind. "Ohhhhhhhh, I see..." he quietly chuckled in response... The nice looking businessman at the coffee bar was a tall, slim young fellow, and likely a guest that came in from "somewhere else". "Ohhhhhh, you know...," Geri impishly grinned, "he reminds me of a lot of a wonderful man I met in New Orleans last spring," she quietly commented. "So very tall..., can you imagine!? Ummmmmm..., there's our playmate if ever there was one!" Logan contained himself, his face breaking into a wide grin. "Oh, too funny ... oh yes, I can imagine!" he followed, laughing to himself. "We just might be in luck for that naughty game we talked about, no?" "I wonder if he's staying in the hotel for the conference." Geri puzzled, the lights twinkling in her pretty eyes, the images spinning in her eager mind as she squeezed Logan's hand ever so tightly! The next session started. Everyone settled in to take notes and learn, and Geri and Logan's minds raced off to naughtier places, speculating the potential involvement with the nice businessman from somewhere else! Later that day, in another social mingling out in the lobby of the hotel, Logan was wandering, seeking the little Geri; the cute vixen with the bouncing tata's, wonderful cleavage and short skirt. Glancing across through the crowd he spotted her, standing near the fresh fruit tray table against a back wall, out of the way, engaged in lively chat with - Ta Da! - none other than our newfound friend! Logan lingered on his way over, just to see how it all looked. It was obvious that in this northern haven, very few conferees remotely approached a conversation with this fine fellow. So, with Geri bending his ear... he found a friend in this northern Montana city! Geri was in intent conversation with the fellow...., periodically gesturing as if illustrating the layout of a website. After observing for a bit, Logan drifted in their direction. Spotting Logan, Geri stopped her conversation calling and gesturing for Logan to join them. "Oh Logan! Come here for a second ... I want you to meet Ben! He's the IBM rep from Louisiana. He came up to look at a project here in Billings. He's very interested in the work we do with training! I explained the structure we work with..., but I'll have to get my laptop later and show him how it goes together," she eagerly commented to Logan! "Excellent!" Logan responded..., "Ben, great to meet you, I'm Logan Pace!" "Logan, great to meet you too! Ben Algin, here from West Bend, Louisiana. Interesting world you have in this Billings, Montana..., and Ms G here really caught my attention..., with the training model you guys use! I'd like to know more. Maybe we can visit about it later," he suggested. "Oh, you bet...," Logan agreed, "we can talk about it over dinner." "Great idea," Geri eagerly agreed! "That would work perfect! Oh, it looks like we need to get back to the next session. Come on gentlemen; let's go get a good seat before they're all taken." On that note, the trio headed off to the main conference hall for the keynote speaker for the afternoon. Off and on for the rest of the afternoon Ben, Ms G and Logan visited and exchanged notes about the conference and how it related to their work interests. No question about it, Ben was delighted to find friendly faces to visit with in this conservative little northern town. No question about it either, Geri was more and more intrigued with the pleasure potential of her gentlemen companions. "Did you see how long Ben's fingers were...," she excitedly whispered to Logan. "Fascinating...," she continued, "and he's such a sweet and gentle guy besides, and very attentive I noticed. I caught him taking a peek at my legs at one point when I was reaching over the table." "Oh, I know...." Logan laughed. "I happened to be taking a little peek myself at that particular moment... your skirt crept right up! Then I glanced over and sure enough, our new buddy was appreciating the view too... Tooooo cute! ....and such a nice looking young man too! I think I caught he was 24, and wow, he must work out, those arms! Butt, tight butt...., and indeed, those long fingers ... does that mean...?" "Oh Logan..., silly boy...," she retorted, "but indeed, that butt, ummmmmmm!! .... do long fingers correlate with other long members? Hee, hee ..., we'll have to see what he has to say about that." The afternoon sessions ended, and Ben was first to ask if the other two knew of a great place to eat dinner. Geri steered the two boys off to The Georgetown for some after meeting drinks and a "really good" steak dinner, something of a Montana tradition for someone coming in from somewhere else. Laughing they all headed out to grab a relaxing dinner, unwind after the day's events and get acquainted. Dinner was a kick! It turns out Ben had access to funding that could be directed to a nationwide training program in uses for computer technology..., especially, of course the IBM line. Logan and Ms G were excited since their newfound friend was a delight to visit with, very kind and considerate, especially attentive to the ladies it seemed....., and a nice young guy to make an acquaintance with. Fun was the key term for the occasion...., a lot of joking banter back and forth between the three of them. Normally she wouldn't have dreamt of it with her strict family background, but the boys convinced Geri to try a glass of wine. She loved the taste, and had to try a second, since she knew she would likely never go there again and she was out to have some fun. The banter continued through dinner, with Geri running a little tipsy, and just a little more rascally than usual, emboldened by the wine. "Oh darn," she laughed. "I wanted to show you what our training program looks like but forgot to bring it with me to dinner! We could stop by my room when we get back to the hotel and we show you how it all goes together! Are you staying at the Sheraton too, Ben?" "Oh yeah," Ben responded, sipping on his wine, "seems the place to stay here in Billings. You get a great view of the area from the 21st floor!" "Ahhhhh," Geri nodded and passed a sly glance in Logan's direction. "You're on the 21st floor too? So are we! Perfect!" she remarked, containing her delight and giggling from the 4th glass of wine. "If you gentlemen are done, we should get on our way. I can't wait to show you my stuff!" she added grinning at Logan. On that note the trio finished dinner, adjourned to the hotel and settled in Geri's room to watch her show Ben her stuff! Such fun with such a tipsy girl in the driver's seat squirming about on the bed to get in a comfortable position, shows Ben the materials on the laptop, and keep the hem of her skirt halfway down her thigh. That pesky split with the buttons down the front of the skirt crept higher and higher between her lovely legs as she put on her laptop slide show, a sight not lost on the boys on either side of her on the bed. "Too cute," Logan laughed to himself. "It's obvious our buddy Ben is enjoying the 'show' every bit as much as I am," he mused, noticing Ben's eyes vacillating back and forth between bare legs and computer screen. "Here Ben, why don't you drive the computer for a bit, so you can see how our program works!" Geri offered easing aside enough for Ben to settle in next to her at the laptop. Ben moved to the keyboard and started moving through the screens, his fingers flying on the keys as he scrolled and plugged in search terms, and moved from one scene to the next, "Fascinating set up you two have put together," he commented, his body up against Geri's, "just fascinating!" "Oh," she commented, "The way your fingers fly over those keys ... you do have long, slim fingers, Ben! That's got to be the mark of a computer guy if ever there was one! Those fingers work a keyboard like magic!" Ben laughed, "Oh yeah, I started on computers back when I was 14, so 10 years of keyboarding since..... I always had long fingers though since I was just a little guy...., and you know what they say about long fingers.....," he added and laughed, nudging his body against hers. "Ohhhhhh," Geri responded with a gasp....., rolling to her side facing him, her bountiful breasts nestled against his shoulder, "does that really work that way or is that just folklore...., an old horny wives tale?" "Well...," Ben laughed in reply, "Let's just say that it seems to be the case here," he commented, glancing down at his pants. "I don't know if it's really THAT long, but seems its frightened enough girls from even considering trying it...." he then laughed aloud again! "Ohmygosh, you're kidding!" Logan laughed, turning on his side, his now growing member nudged up against Geri's bottom.... "I had always heard that might be the case, but just figured it was sort of a joke or something! Scared some of the girls??? Just a little more than they thought they could handle all at one sitting?" "That is just too funny!" Geri laughed. "You're just kidding that it frightened some girls because it was too big! Why on earth would a girl be afraid to even try to fit a big one in! That is so silly! Unless......, it's a total monster that you have to tie around your waist or something!! Good grief! How large could it be?" she eagerly inquired, the drinks obviously loosening up her constraints. "No kidding!" Logan chimed in....., "seems almost every girl can open up to handle almost everything," he laughed, now nudging Geri's backside with a stiff one and chuckling to himself. "What kind of monster are you packing around?" he too inquired... "Well, I really don't brag about these things," Ben responded, laughing out loud, "but it seems it was 9 inches or so last time some honey taped it. I think the combination of length and thickness was the frightening part for some girls," he added. Geri's mouth hung open in a complete gasp at the very image that swirled in her mind...., "Ohhhhh my gosh!! That I've gotta see," she continued to gasp, her eyes sparkling in delight. "Well, I think maybe I better take my leave....," Logan laughed. "You're a little ways out of my territory on that note," he continued to chuckle as he slipped from the bed and headed for the door. "Dynamite to visit with you Ben and I'm sure we'll have a chance to visit some more over the next days. " he laughed again as he stepped to the door to depart. "Are you sure, Logan?" the eager, squirming Geri queried, a sly little grin pasted across her face. "Yeah, yeah.....," he replied, glancing to note whether the door to the adjoining room was still ajar from earlier. "I'm just a little bushed from the day anyway, and need to get out of these conference togs! Keep me posted Ms G!" he suggested and laughed again, opening the door, waving bye and departing. Logan pulled Geri's door shut, and stepped into his adjoining room very quietly to avoid interrupting show and tell for the eager lady! "Ohmygosh! Ohmygosh!" he heard the eager Geri exclaim as Ben unzipped his pants and pulled them down, along with his shorts. Geri gasped as the breadth of Ben's shaft came into view..... "that is so impressive!" she exclaimed, "absolutely wonderful dear man! "Oh," Ben responded, "it's really not full sized yet, but if you give it a little attention..." "Ohmygosh!!" Geri exclaimed with delight, eagerly wrapping her fingers around the rapidly swelling member Ben had unveiled for her. "Oh, that is awesome..." she continued, reveling in the feel of this man's shaft filling both her hands as she stroked her fingers up and down the length. Ben let out a low moan, his prick jerking slightly, responding to this sweet woman's touch. "Ohhh yeahhh, Geri...., that's the way Just slide your hands up and down the beast..., see, he's standing up!" he added. His hands stroked Geri's arms, her shoulders, and now cupped her sweet breasts, toying with her nipples as they stood up begging for attention. Logan was delighting in the privacy of the room adjoining, lights off, door slightly ajar for a perfect view of Geri's bed, his front row seat on the awesome scene unfolding before his very eyes. "Ohhhhh myyy...." Geri squeaked out, her mouth playing over the head of this massive shaft, "ohhhhh what a big guy!" she exclaimed. "No wonder girls shy away from taking something like this. But that's silly," she added, "our openings expand and stretch to take whatever the boys want to give us. At least I know mine does!" she laughed. "Ohhhhhhhh yeahhhh," Ben laughed, working his hips in a stroking motion, "I always thought it was silly too. After a bit, you loosen up and relax, and it slides just fine," he agreed, gently laughing as he watched the eager face of this sweet lady." "Ohhh yessss, Geri!" he groaned. "Now I think you said something about 'you'll show me yours if I show you mine, didn't you?" he laughed and inquired, his busy hands now stroking up the sweet lady's legs and thighs. "Oh, I did, I did, I certainly did," the eager intoxicated Geri promptly chimed in response. "Yes, yes, yes....." she continued, reveling in the feel of this man's massive hands as they stroked up the insides of her thighs. They quickly approached her sweet, wet opening, momentarily covered in thin white panties. "Here," she willingly added, rising from lying next to Ben, sitting up on her knees facing him, her legs spread for his hands to proceed up to explore her treasures, her hands still wrapped around that impressive shaft, "feel free," she sighed, "permission granted!" Logan groaned to himself as he saw Ben's magic hands slide up between Geri's thighs, a look of delight crossing her face as his fingers found her treasure, and started to fondle her through the panties. "So awesome!" he exclaimed to himself watching in excitement. "She positioned herself so I can see all the action. Ohhhh, there he goes now, pulling her panties down to get at her goodies!" he marveled as Ben's fingers went to her now bare sweetness, fondling her mound. "Ohhh yesss," Geri let out a hissing sigh. "Ohhhh those wonderful fingers," she moaned, reveling in the feel of this strangers fingers touching her most intimate spot. "Ohhhhh yeahhhh, that's the one...." she moaned again, feeling those long, large fingers exploring her opening, and then back out to torment her aching love button. "Ohmigod!" she exclaimed, "Ohhhh, yessss, Mr. Ben....., let's see what this big guy will do." she urged, stroking Ben's now rigid shaft. "Ohhh yeahhh, little lady, let's get these pretty panties out of the way and explore this wild wetness!" he chimed in. "Ohhhhh, go baby...., go," Logan quietly cheered her on in his own mind from his front row seat, "do it sweetness! Try that big shaft for size!" "Oh, here," Geri breathlessly urged, laying back on the bed, spreading her sweet thighs, and urging Ben to settle in between them, as his massive knob nuzzled up to her hot, wet lips. "Ohhhh, Oh yeahhh," Geri gasped as the swollen shaft stroked, driving in and spinning her right out of her mind. "Ohhh fuck me Ben!" she cried, thrusting up to meet his strokes. Ohhhh yes, yes, yessss, Ben give it to me!" she exclaimed. "Give me all of you!" she urged. "Ohhh yeahhh! Ohhh wow pretty girl!" Ben exclaimed, driving his shaft into the awesome lady's treasure. "Holy moley!" Logan's mind screamed in unison with the writhing, thrusting pair on the bed. "Ohhh baby, baby, baby!" he exploded in his mind in voyeuristic revelry. Geri had slipped off the charts in the throes of a massive wave of orgasm, her sweet loins shuddering over and over with the amazing feel of that large shaft stroking her. Her mind was spinning with the astonishing scene exploding in her and around her, knowing this outrageous, orgasmic moment was shared with her lover, the naughty Logan watching, even as her new lover filled her to the max. "Oh, Ohhh, Ahhhhh!" Ben cried out. "Good God!" Logan almost exclaimed aloud but caught himself. His playmate writhed and thrust, appearing to slip from consciousness with the intensity of the explosive orgasm she and Ben shared. "Yeeeowww!" Geri practically screamed. "Ohhmigossshhh!" she let out one last cry as her orgasmic explosion pushed her over the edge and out to another state of consciousness. "Oh yes, yes, yes...," she finally gasped, slipping momentarily from consciousness. "Yeah, Ohhh Yeahhh!" Ben let out a holler, "Ohhh Geri! That was so awesome!" he exulted, finally coming to rest. Logan nearly passed out from sheer excitement at the incredible scene exploding just feet away from him, "Unbelievable....., wild, totally wild," he exclaimed to himself. "Wow! The look of total ecstasy on her face! The writhing, howling and orgasmic rapture!" "I've always thought women were awesome when they cum..., but Wow!!" Logan raved in his mind. "She was beyond awesome! We just don't see it when we're up close doing our own thing, and too close to watch her in action," he continued. "Spectacular!" he laughed to himself, calming for a moment as the couple in the adjoining room also calmed, and drifted back to their senses. "Oh my god! WOW, Ben!" Geri cried out, "That was incredible! I have never felt so filled! Unbelievable! Totally wild!" she added, lying there quietly next to Ben, her legs still widespread knowing Logan loved the show. "Ohhhhh my....!" she marveled to herself, "so wild to share this awesome sex with my lover too. He's probably ready to explode any minute now! I hope he waits for me!" "Awesome sweet lady, absolutely awesome! Wow! So glad you showed me yours when I showed you mine!" Ben exclaimed, collapsing onto the bed next to the sizzling lady. "That was so great! Oh god, Geri, what a kick!" he continued, settled in next to her still steaming body, ever so gently cupping one of her tits, softly fondling her nipple. "Ummmmmm, and thank you for sharing with me," she murmured in reply. "That was so fine!" she continued, finally sitting up and excusing herself to slip off to the bathroom. "Oh my big guy thanks for sharing. You really made this evening something else!" "Ohmigosh...," Geri followed up, "look at the time! I was supposed to get a phone call to someone that might be freaking out if I don't call! Oh Ben, I'm so sorry. I really need to make this call..." "No problem, Geri," Ben responded. "Thanks for reminding me, I needed to make a similar call myself. Sooo, I hate to be a wham, bam kind of guy ..., but if you need to call too, I better move along," he continued, standing and slipping on his pants and shirt. "Such a wild sweet lady, I completely lost track of time. Ohhh wow," he added, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a long slow kiss. "I really loved that! I'd love to explore some more if it were ever possible..., wow!" The Big Easy I was born in New Orleans. My parents moved us away from the city long before I got to know it. I was in town on a business trip and found myself eager to explore the Big Easy. After the first day of seminars, I decided to go out, get a drink, and listen to some tunes. In New Orleans, music and the smell of good food permeates the air. I headed for the nearest place, about two blocks down from my hotel. The joint was packed with people dancing. I made eye contact with a few ladies on the floor but when I looked over at the bar, I could not help but notice the most beautiful cocoa-colored vixen smiling directly at me. I bee-lined for the bar, cleared my throat, and sat next to her. "Hi, I'm Steve...in town for business." I wasn't sure why I said that last bit but I did. She smiled and crossed her long, lean legs. Her skin looked like satin, so smooth and milk chocolate. "I'm Ebony...in town for pleasure" she replied. She was witty and I liked that. She took my hand and led me to the dance floor. Ebony wore a thin blue sundress; I could see the outline of her body when the light hit her as she swayed. Ebony began dancing closer and closer to me. I was getting harder by the minute. She lightly brushed her lips against mine and then lapped at my neck. I grabbed her and pushed my pelvis and hard rod against her. She thumbed the bulge in my pants and I knew that she was interested. I took a chance and leaned in and suggested that she come to my hotel room. She agreed! We scurried out of the bar and to the hotel. Before I could slide the key card in the door, Ebony was on her knees. She had pulled my dick from my pants and was swirling her long tongue around the cap of my tool. She lapped up my pre-cum like a cat drinks milk. She looked up at me, licked her plump lips and said "Ooh, I love white men with big dicks!" I couldn't manage to get the door open and was afraid that we would get caught by hotel staff. I gently pushed her away and tried again to open the door. Ebony pouted her thick lips and then shifted into a slight frown. "But I want to make you cum, Steve." She removed her dress as we scrambled into the hotel room. I shut the door and turned to the bed. Ebony was naked, using two fingers to tap at her clit. "Let me help with that," I offered. Ebony removed her fingers and there was the fattest, pinkest little love button I had ever seen. I immediately sucked at it and alternated licks and sucks until she squealed. I nipped at her clit and she writhed. I inserted two fingers into her juicy cunt. I could not believe how tight she was. I felt the ache in my balls and I knew I had to fuck her. I climbed on top and slowly slid my piece into the tightest brown pussy I have ever experienced. She bucked and ground herself into me. I thought I was going to spend my load right then. We fucked like this, her grinding and my thrusting, for about five minutes and I pulled out right before I was about to cum. Watching her perfectly round tits jiggle as we screwed was too much for me to handle. I leaned in and suckled her big brown nips until they stood. Ebony got up on her knees and gazed at me over her shoulder. "Come fuck me, Daddy, please." she begged. That was all I needed to hear. I lubed up a finger with spit and tickled at her rosebud as I crammed my cock into her snizz. She rocked her sexy bubble butt up against my dick. Her ass rose and fell as she worked me into a frenzy. I didn't have to move at all. I kept my finger in and around her ass and the deeper my finger went the more excited she got. "Slap my ass!"she exclaimed. I followed her instruction with a wide palm but was about to blow my load. I couldn't take much more of her fucking me like that. I could feel the warmth rise and I was ready to go. Before I slipped my dick out, Ebony insisted that I drop my load in her booty. It was a super tight fit but I got it in there. I came hard up her sexy black ass. I pressed both fleshy globes together until I was drained. After we finished, we lay in the bed for a while until Ebony sucked me hard again. The fact that she had no problem sucking a dick that had just been in her ass was a total fucking turn on. I jumped up, spread her legs and fast fucked her pussy. I made sure to pull out and cum on her quivering belly. What a night! Needless to say, I'm looking forward to my next business trip to New Orleans. The Big Easy Ch. 01 My hands were on her before the elevator doors were closed. Five months of anticipation, flirtation, dirty pictures, sweet texts, coded tweets and dirty voicemails. Five months of imagining her skin on mine, her breathe in my ear, my name on her lips. All spilled over into my hands, fingers and lips exploring her everywhere simultaneously. I needed to touch her all, and I couldn't let go of any of her. "The skirt was the best idea ever." I snarled as my hand parted her thighs. I found her panties and ripped away at the crotch pulling them down and apart as she gasped. "Fuck! Wait, baby. Wait." she giggled, the low light of the lift dancing across her freckled skin. "Just a minute. Let's get to the room. I'd hate to spend the whole weekend in jail for indecent exposure!" "This is New Orleans, honey. 'Naked' isn't an arrest-able offense down here." Whether I would have changed her mind about fucking right there in the elevator, I'll never know as the doors slid open abruptly and we rushed into the hallway. She skipped ahead of me, glancing over my shoulder and continuing to giggle. The giggle was the thing I was most surprised by. I'd heard her voice, I'd seen her in various states of makeup, and dress, I knew her likes and dislikes, but 'lol' cannot encapsulate a giggle. It was infectious. It was sweet and airy. It was sexy as hell. She slid the key into the door, opened it, and spun through, glancing back over her shoulder at me. Her auburn hair cascaded across her shoulders, loose from her ponytail forgotten somewhere in the elevator. Stepping into the room, I held her head in my hands, looking into her eyes. "You're a lot prettier in real life." I said. "And besides, online we can't do this..." I kissed her full and deep, my tongue slipping between her lips to explore her mouth. Her nails dug against my chest, our bodies pressed against each other. "I know we talked about all the things we want to do to each other. I want all of that too. But right now, I just want you to fuck me." she said. I could see in her eyes that she meant it. It wasn't love, or even lust that I saw in her eyes. It was just plain need. She needed me and I wanted to give her what she needed. "Fuck me, baby. Just put your fucking cock in me." As she said this, she had removed my pants and underwear and was stroking my cock. If I had any other ideas they had long since vanished from my head. The truth was I needed her as badly as she needed me. I had waited to possess her for so long, I couldn't be contained any longer. Scooping her into my arms, I kissed her as I carried her further into the hotel room. We made it to the bed, and I dropped her roughly. I pulled my shirt over my head leaving me naked and her fully clothed except for her lost panties. "From behind. I want you behind me." How could I argue with that? I grabbed her left hip with my left hand and reached under her legs for her right hip. With a firm grip, I flipped her over in one movement, her face now in the mattress and her ass in the air. The sight was too much for me, I couldn't help but bury my face between her cheeks. My tongue darted quickly in and out of her pussy, spreading her own wetness from the top to the bottom of her slit. Her little pink nub beckoned me, begging for attention. And I was all too glad to answer the call. "You want this dick? I'll give it to you." And I did. Already hot and hard, pressed against her ass, I pulled my cock to her slick entrance rubbing it up and down to spread her juice across the head. "Yes. Yes. Oh, please. Please, fuck me!" I could hear the need in her voice, but it didn't prepare me for her scream when I finally entered. Faster than perhaps I should have, I slammed all the way in to the hilt. She wrapped around me tight, warm, wet. I knew the neighbors could hear, I knew we were chancing a visit from hotel security, something neither of us wanted since both of us had pot in our bags. But in that moment, I didn't care. All that mattered was her, that warm wet need. "I've wanted this pussy, since the first time we spoke." I growled in her ear. "You've cum so many times thinking about this cock, now I want you to cum on it." I reached between her legs, finding her with my hand and began to stroke her clit in rhythm with my cock. Almost instantaneously I felt her muscles spasm and her back begin to arch. Her orgasm had control already, and I was determined to ride it all the way to its conclusion. "Fuck! Oh, God yes. Oh, sweet fucking Christ! Just keep fucking me." she snarled through gritted teeth, riding the razor's edge between pleasure and overload. "I have no intention of stopping anytime soon." I answered.