You meet me at the door for my welcome-home-sweet-darling kiss, and I sweep you up in my arms and twirl you around, laughing and kissing. Then, still holding you, all bright-eyed and giggly with your cheeks flushed with pleasure, I ask if you still have those vacation days youve been wondering when to take. When you say yes, I give you my news. If you want to go, Ive made arrangements for us to spend a few days in New Orleans over Halloween. Well stay at a wonderful little hotel I know in the French Quarter, and see the sights, and eat like royalty..and Ive gotten us invitations to some of the hottest, best parties in town. Would you like to go? Youre delighted, and agree immediately. While figuring out what to pack, we realize that we dont have costumes.

Sitting down on the couch, you reclining with your pretty head against my chest, we try various combinations. Romeo and Juliet? A viking warrior and his sexy captive? Hugh Hefner and a Playboy bunny? Siegfried and Brunhilde I like that one because youd be in chain mail and a molded breastplate, showing off your sensational figure? Finally, weak with laughter and getting sleepy, we decide to wait and get costumes once were in New Orleans.

After, all, theres probably no better place in the world for that.

Comes the morning of our departure and we dont pack the car. We dont even go to the airport too crowded, hectic and stressful. Instead, we catch a cab down to Brookwood station and board the gleaming Amtrak Crescent passenger train. What a perfectly relaxing and romantic way to take a trip. Even though the run from Atlanta to New Orleans only takes the daylight hours, Ive booked us a comfy private room. Less than an hour into the trip, we realize that what everyone says about the motion of a train is absolutely correct. For the next few hours were lost in lovemaking, surrendering completely to our passion and desire for one another. The most memorable moment occurs somewhere in western Alabama or Mississippi. Ive got you standing up facing the window, hands pressed against the glass, and Im doing you from behind. Im cupping your breasts in my hands and my groin is slapping against your hot little soft place with every stroke as you whimper and urge me to give it to you harder.

Suddenly the train slows for a grade crossing, and right there, stopped to wait for the train, is a pickup truck. The young man at the wheel and his girlfriend stare open-mouthed at us as we slowly roll by, shamelessly playing each other right in front of them. My slick hard length is clearly visible as it pumps in and out of your tight little softness. My hands lift your breasts, showing off your stiff engorged nipples as we put on a private and very hot show just for them.

Later, we laugh ourselves silly at the thought of what weve just done to improve their sex life. But right now were too crazed with love and lust, too far gone to stop. So you lock eyes with the young man in the truck, toy your beautiful lips and slam your hips back against me, wordlessly begging me to make you cum right now. Your moans get high-pitched and I know youre really close, so I speed up the tempo of my thrusts in and out of you, while reaching around your hip and strumming your personal place with my fingertip.

Thats all it takes to tip you over the edge, and your private part tightens on my thrusting length as hot juices gush out to run down over my balls.

Our surprise audience has intensified your orgasm beyond belief, and you dont even moan as the luscious spasms tear through you. Tiny, high-pitched gasps and whimpers are all I hear as you convulse again and again and again, impaled on my slippery prick. Youre so hot you cum for a long, long time the boy and girl in the truck are long out of sight when the sweet passionate frenzy finally eases. Then you turn around and drop to your knees. Grabbing my soft place to pull me close, you finish me off in your hot mouth. I put my hands in your hair and pump in and out, playing you in the mouth as your tongue swirls and your lips slide over the sensitive head. In seconds, youre literally sucking the cum out of me. Bucking and groaning, I fire jet after jet of sperm down your greedy throat as you jack me with your hand, sucking me hard to get every last drop.

Then, spent and satisfied, we curl up together on the tiny pull-down bed and nap cuddled in each others arms, giving each other sleepy kisses as we drift off. In New Orleans, we catch a cab to our little hotel in the French Quarter.

Then, after a superb bowl of gumbo for dinner, I take you shopping for costumes. Its easy to find a big selection to choose from, because the shops in the Quarter stay open late. So we pick out a sparkly party dress in midnight blue, and a yummy pair of brown leather pants with a lacy cream-colored teddy instead of a top...

and we also pick out a costume--a sexy outfit, really--for tonights Halloween party, which will take place on a balcony overlooking Bourbon Street. It consists of a scandalously short black skirt which snaps all the way up the front and includes a belt.

Then you pair it with a red silk wraparound top with a few sequins.

It has a single string tie at the waist to hold it closed.

Except for that single tie its open all the way to your navel, and shows off your beautiful cleavage for anyone who cares to look. You wear it without a bra, letting your breasts sway as you move, and the constant silky caress makes your nipples poke out proud and hot--and keeps your softness moist and tingling.

High-heeled boots complete the outfit youre divinely tall wearing them, and they add a different slinky grace to your walk. To turn this outfit into a costume, you get a red silk half-mask trimmed with black feathers that ornaments your beautiful face while adding a bewitching touch of mystery.

You look absolutely incredible. I put on a black shirt with puffed sleeves and lacing at the neck, which I wear loose and open so you can see my chest. Its paired with black trousers bloused into high boots. A rapier at my left hip and black leather gauntlets, plus a soft cloth mask framing my eyes, and Im your mysterious swordsman.

Your bodyguard, perhaps yeah, I like the idea of guarding your hot voluptuous body... Halloween in the Big Easy is like a less crowded and even more lascivious version of Mardi Gras. There are parades and parties, and everyone who attends falls under the spell of the sexy voodoo that permeates the city. We just arrived a few hours ago--after boffing each others brains out on the train ride over--and already I cant wait to get you naked. As we walk hand-in-hand toward Bourbon Street, we see hundreds of amazing scenes. Twilight in the Quarter on this eve of Halloween seems to consist of thousands of beautiful people, all having sex in public. We pass a couple in an alleyway hes on his knees with his head up her short skirt, and shes moaning and humping her hips while she holds his mouth firmly to her teasing slit--but shes looking straight at us and smiling invitingly. That particular scene has you breathing fast and stroking my crotch for a couple of blocks.

Boys and girls are taking their clothes off for dubloons being thrown by partygoers a couple in outlandish, skimpy costumes are dancing hot and sexy on the streetcorner girls are making out with girls...

the whole city is a supercharged party with a very loose, very sexy vibe. Tonight, it seems to say, the rules dont apply. Do whatever your impulse commands.

As you stride down the street in your tiny skirt and your sexy boots, gathering admiring glances from everyone, you gradually begin to walk with a sassy confident little strut. Youre beautiful and hot, your man is by your side ready to do anything to please you, and tonight youre going to be worshipped and pleasured, pampered and seduced and taken to climax after luscious climax.

Tonight is your night.

We arrive at the party and meet everyone. The apartment is a dimly-lit maze of gorgeous faces and half-bare bodies, and you not only fit right in, youre one of the hottest women there. Out on the balcony, the press of humanity surges beneath us. The music pounds in the warm humid air, and thousands of carefree horny people sway and slide, every movement a thrilling caress. When we first arrived, you met a lovely young blonde-haired woman, and the two of you hit it off immediately. Within minutes you were laughing and sharing secrets like old friends. Youre pleased and flattered at her attention, because shes a fantasy come to life creamy glowing skin, a tight skirt even shorter than yours that shows off endless legs balanced on stiletto-heeled sandals, a nearly-sheer spaghetti-strap top, uptilted breasts, a sparkly belly ring, a tiny mask that shows off vivid green eyes. Everyones mouth is watering at the sight of her, but its obvious that she likes being with you. The host has provided thousands of dubloon coins for us to throw to the partyers on the street below, and we get an intimate view of dozens of hot bodies of both genders. Your thigh keeps rubbing against the bulge in my pants, and you trail soft fingers over my black silk shirt. I reach down and run a gentle hand over the curve of your pretty soft place, and you purr and push back against the touch. Feeling bold from the incredible sexually-charged atmosphere, I slip my hand beneath your skirt to discover that youre not wearing any panties. You tilt your hips back and move your feet apart as much as you can, since the balcony is jammed with people. Our outrageous conduct is even more thrilling since anyone could glance down and see me fondling you at any moment. Luckily, theyre all watching the parade below...or else theyre doing pretty much the same thing were doing. I expect the silky feel of your little patch of pubic fur, but instead my searching fingers meet nothing but bare warm soft wet flesh, smooth and glistening with your sweet juices. When we were back at the hotel dressing for the party, you must have shaved.

Instantly, Im even harder than I already was, turned on beyond belief by this hot loving surprise youve given me. My middle finger slips in between your soft edges and you stiffen and moan into my ear as I find your personal place. Oh, sweetheart, youre incredibly hot...

and Im going to give you an orgasm right here on this balcony-- But then I freeze in surprise. Covering my hand as it strokes and caresses your most intimate parts is another hand, small, soft and graceful. And its not yours. You hear me gasp, and we both look to our right.

Standing there, her eyes half-lidded and a bewitching little smile on her lovely face, is your new blonde lady friend. She also has her hand up your skirt, and since I involuntarily pulled my hand away in surprise, its now her fingertips that are stroking your hot moist softness. You give me a frightened look for an instant, but then I see a change in your eyes. Wordlessly I encourage you to do whatever you wish, and I take a step back with a smile and a glance at the beautiful blonde girl. As you turn to face her, both of you leaning on the balcony, she steps close and gives you a soft, gentle kiss. Youre still a little shocked, but I can tell her lips are sweet and you love the sheer blazing eroticism of it.

Breaking the kiss reluctantly, she murmurs in your ear that she thinks youre so beautiful, and she knows its very bold of her, but she couldnt restrain herself a second longer...

and all while shes saying this, her hands are on your hips and her upper body sways a little, back and forth, so your nipples rub and brush against hers. Your big full breasts stroke against her smaller ones, hard aching rosy nipples bumping tiny pink buds, only a flimsy bit of cloth between hot skin. Your eyelids droop a bit and you reach up to cup her face in your hands, and then youre kissing again, this time deep and searching, loving the delighted sounds your new playmate is making deep in her throat. Her hands move to your bottom, clasping and stroking, lifting your skirt to slide beneath and feel the heat of your sweet bare soft place, kneading the firm, supple muscles beneath the soft skin.

She wants to make love to you so badly, theres never any question of getting out of here or finding someplace private.

Shes going to do you right there on the balcony, in plain view of thousands of people.

She takes one hand from your bottom and brings it around between you.

Caressing your smooth firm upper thighs induces you to part your legs.

All of the snaps on the front of your skirt have come undone so its terribly easy for her to slip her slender fingers between your thighs and touch your throbbing softness.

I cant tell whos more turned on, you or her. She leans up against your right thigh, parting her legs to straddle you and rub her mound against the warm bare skin of your leg. As if in a dream, I see your right hand cup her soft place, then slide between her legs from behind to capture her wet little crotch. The two of you are oblivious to anything but your desire, the kind of passion that has to be satisfied right now or youll both explode. Your kisses are wanton and shameless, tongues lashing, hands exploring a sweet and different new body. Theres no hesitation any more, just two beautiful young women making love to each other in the warm sultry night as the cries of other revelers echo around you.

She brushes your hair back and cups your adorable face as she kisses your sweet moist mouth, grinding her pubic mound into yours, your hands on her soft place, pulling your loins tight together. Your skirt is wide open and hers has ridden up to her waist neither of you are wearing underwear, so youre rubbing your bare wet softnesses directly against each other. The girl would gladly go down on you right here and eat your teasing snatch in front of everybody, but theres just no room. The people all around you have noticed your hot loveplay, and youre surrounded by lustful admirers. Your hot sexy energy is spreading through the party one girl in a bustier and thigh-highs has pulled her panties aside and is openly rubbing her personal place, while another couple grope each other hotly, their eyes glued to your bodies. Then the beautiful blonde girl pulls back, flushed and panting, her green eyes on fire behind her mask. She reaches into a little purse that has fallen from her shoulder...

and takes out something long and glittering. Its an enormous crystal dildo, at least ten inches long and really thick, with a handhold on the base shaped like a scrotum. She shows it to your wide-eyed gaze while her free hand shamelessly roams over your quivering body, pinching and twisting your nipples, running up and down your slit, finger-playing you, then pulling out to rub the hot softness juice over your sensitive little sensitive place. She slips the dildo into her mouth, toying it sensuously, sucking on it just like a mans length, getting it all warm and wet. Youre squirming and whimpering now, overcome with the intense foreplay being performed on you by this hot stranger. You make no protest when she takes your arm and turns you to face the street.

You put your hands on the wrought-iron railing and thrust your hips and soft place back, spreading your legs.

You know, without a word, that youre about to get played.

The blonde stands behind you and humps her bare softness mound against your soft place, holding your hips the way I did when I was playing you on the train. She reaches around and takes hold of your full beautiful breasts, and when your head snaps up she leans over, her stiff nipples digging into your back, and you kiss, frantic and hot with your need. Both of you are moaning and gasping, lost in a passionate frenzy. Then she takes the crystal toy in her hand and bunches your little black skirt around your hips, letting everyone on the balcony see your gorgeous soft place and wet softness. She rubs the ball of her thumb over your tiny puckered little sensitive place, which makes you shiver with lust.

Then she rubs the tip of the dildo up and down between your labia-- and without warning slides the whole thick glistening toy into your tight playable little cunt.

Your shriek of passionate joy can even be heard above the din of Bourbon Street below, and several heads turn to look up at you. They see a beautiful young woman bent over the antique wrought-iron railing, getting it from behind by a girl wielding a big crystal thingy. And they see shes loving it loving every inch as it slides in and out, loving every kiss, every touch from a lover shes only just met--and another girl, at that.

And youre really loving the show you and she are putting on for the huge horny crowd. You want everyone within earshot to feel the hot crazy passion tearing through your gorgeous body. You want to take every man and woman on the balcony, and the street below, to the heights of arousal, and let them share the climax youre about to experience. I can see your knees trembling. Every time she shoves the dildo deep in you, the whole crowd can hear your heartfelt moans and cries. You push back to meet her, wanting every thrust to be balls-deep, to fill you up, to tear you apart, just so long as you reach the enormous orgasm thats only seconds away.

She grabs your hair and pulls your head back for a savage kiss, and thats all it takes.

A huge spasm wracks your body, and youre cumming.

Youre shaking and bucking, yelling your orgasm into her hot soft mouth, gushing over her hand as it holds the dildo deep inside your spasming twitching tunnel. Your anonymous lover suddenly turns and sits on the railing. Pulling the warm wet toy from your clinging softness, she aims it at her own crotch and slides it deep into herself.

Still gasping and moaning from your own orgasm, you put your left arm around her waist to steady her--and then you take hold of the crystal manhood and start sliding it in and out of her bald little cunt. She squeals and whimpers.

Her hands are stroking and squeezing you as the fake length pumps in and out of her. She lays her head on your shoulder and kisses your mouth, your throat, nibbles your ear while her fingers are busy at your breasts.

All the while youre pounding the huge dildo in and out of her, stretching her softness the way she stretched yours just now, intoxicated by the feeling of being in total control of this lovely girls orgasm.

Your every move is taking her higher, and you can make her cum whenever you decide shes ready--or you can tease her and make her wait for it. But you want to pleasure her the same lewd, impatient way she pleasured you, so you dont make her wait. In seconds shes squirming on the railing as you play her to a big screaming orgasm, pelvis pumping as her softness walls clamp down on the glistening play-stick, her painted toes curling and clenching.

You entwine your trembling bodies and kiss, the toy still buried inside her, as the crowd below cheers and whistles, turned on and captivated by your uninhibited lovemaking. As soon as you break away from her lips, you look to me and literally jump into my arms. Your mouth is hot and eager on mine, your body flushed and glowing as you writhe against me. Your nipples burn. Youre on an amazing sexual high the energy of an audience watching you play a lovely stranger has aroused you beyond anything youve experienced before.

You could make love to all creation. You turn to look for your new lover, and you see her several feet away. Shes still panting, hard nipples poking through her top, but shes pulled her skirt back down and looks somewhat more composed. She gives you a dazzling smile and blows you a kiss, then turns and makes her way through the aroused party crowd. In a moment, shes gone. You stand stunned for a heartbest. Then I feel your hot little hand rubbing the bulge in my pants, and the urgent sway of your hips that means you could cum again with a single touch. I take your other hand and lead you through the crowd, where you receive admiring kisses from the women and longing looks--plus more than a few feels--from the men.

You sigh urgently every time a pretty girl kisses your mouth or a hot guy cups your soft place, and I know that tiny shivery orgasms are shooting through your belly with each touch, each kiss. I want to get you back to the hotel. I want you on your knees, holding on to the headboard so I can plunder your freshly-played softness from behind, the way she did. I want to make you cum and cum and cum until you collapse on the bed and fall asleep in my arms, awe-struck at your awakening to the joys of toys...and beautiful girls...

and playing in public. Your hand is hot and insistent on my length.

Maybe we wont make it to the hotel. Maybe Ill just have to back you up against the wall of some courtyard and play your brains out standing up, where any passer-by could catch sight of us.