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If I Only Had A Shot
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If I Only Had A Shot Along the parade route I huddled up fro the cold windy air blowing in off the bay early at least two hpours before each parade. On Tuesday I heard the scuffle of feet and what sounded like chairs being dragged over the street, so I unfurled enough of my warm covers and looked to see a very beautiful woman beside me with her female older friend on her other side. I smiled, "Good Morning"....kinda early aren't you?" "Yeah, we done tired of walking and decided to sit down." It was then I noticed the little cooler beside her. I covered back up and went back to my ponderings. Thought to myself, she was very pretty! Then the noise started that would make my day...slurp...slurp...gump....ahhhhh.....slurp...gulp....mmmmmm. I waited at least ten minutes because I did not want to be so obvious, but then I sorta peeked out of my scarfs and hat, blanket and stuff to see what she was doing. She had these various colored little cups of jello and she was eating them with a spoon. I covered back up. An hour later someone came to the left and had five chairs and put up a yellow tape to mark their spot off. Now I was flanked on the left by chairs and one person and on the right by two females sitting in chairs, one eating jello...or at least I thought. With people taking places, I decided to unravel and take a chance on the cold wind. I wanted to go pee anyway in the little yellow toilets set-up down the street. As I came out of hiding, the beautiful babe on my right spoke to me, "Where you going? To pee?" she asked. How weird, I thought to myself for her to say that! "You got that right!" I said as I looked at her eating her jello. She had a grocery plastic bag already with maybe 25-30 of the little cups emptied. Then I noticed she'd kinda opened her jacket to reveal her clothes which were very sexy and showed some skin. I bundled up my stuff in the chair with my pick-em-up stick in the bright orange Home Depot five gallon bucket and walked down to the toilets, did what I had to and returned. Sitting back down, I watched in fascination as the beautiful young thing was no longer using a spoon to down her jello, but was playfully tonguing the congealed contents with great glee and sounds of yummm. "What you looking at? her eyes spoke to me...and then it dawned on me...these are jello shots!!! "How many of those shots, are you going to eat? I ventured in a question to her. "Oh, I don't know...made 150 for our party and forgot them, so I brought some to warm me up." she stated. Well, let me tell you...she must have been warmed up because she had taken her coat off by the time I came back and her outfit was ribbed to show skin and even her breasts with no bra were exposed. "Aren't you cold?" I had to ask. "Nope, in fact, I am kinda warm...if you know what I mean? These are half tequila and half vodka," she informed me. "You mean each one is<b> vodka </font></b>and tequila?" I inquired. "No silly...half the cups are jello shots made with tequila and half are made with<b> vodka.</font></b>" she frowned. As the parade came along and I was tossed Moon Pies, Trinkets, Beads, etc...I did not pay any attention to the two to my right. I made friends with the three African American couples from Atlanta on my left who were at their very first parade. One of the men had grown up in Mobile he explained, but it had been over twenty years since he had been home and he brought his wife and some friends with him to Mardi Gras. Cool. As the first of maybe five parades came to a temporary end....was standing in a place where they double back for a second time...I then missed the two beauties. They were gone. When the parade returned, I fell backwards trying to catch a whole band of beads just over my head and I felt someone's two hands on my back, turned and there she was ...this time alone. "I was trying to keep you from falling," she smiled. In that moment I forgot the parade. Looking into her brown eyes mesmerized me and I found myself saying to her..."Thank you...but, uh, I mean, I thought you left? and I was disappointed because I did not even get your name....my name is Stephen...and, uh, er...."....looking down at the ground where the beads had fallen..."I..I...I..missed you and was hoping to talk to you more." "You are the shy one," she lunged forward and kissed me on my mouth. "I came back to meet you...maybe get to know you?" "That's very sweet." I managed to blurt out somewhat embarrassed. "Are you from Mobile?" "We have a trailer parked over on Dauphin Street in a parking area and I went to get some more shots. They sort of keep me warm. There are several of us from Tennessee here together. They've all gone to Orange Beach for the day, but I stayed here to watch over things." After more niceties exchanged, the parade rolled by. She invited me to come see her place and get out of the cold for a time before the next parade. We put the stuff in the car, leaving the chair and bucket on the parade route to safeguard my place and walked the block over to her trailer...one with a fringe around the awning that hung out over the door. Going into the place, it was small and just tall enough for me to not have to bend down much to walk. There was a sofa and she took my hat, scarves, coat and motioned for me to sit down which I did. "I saw you looking at my outfit...and shaking your head at me while I was enjoying my shots all morning....do you like?" and she modeled in front of me and before I could answer, with a grin on my face and I am sure an approving smile, she with he r hands pushed my knees together, and sitting on my lap facing me hugged my neck and kissed me. I noticed her eyes were closed. "Hey, that's just not fair," I protested, coming up for air. I enjoyed her kiss with her tongue I'd watched jiggle the jello from the little cups all morning, not probing my own mouth. "I like for you to keep your eyes open so I can see into your soul." "You can't have my soul...what are you...some kind of preacher man?" she asked. Before I could answer, she was kissing me and running her hands all over my body...neck, hair, arms, shoulders....."I like BIG men" she commented. Then she hopped backwards and on her knees in front of me, she unbelted my waist and unzipped my pants, pulled down my whitey tighties and went straight to exploring my privates. As I shifted my weight to lean backward, she found my balls and pulled my heavy sack forward and into her mouth my hard penis was guided. "Oh my God.....owwwww....my God...." and in less than a minute she was feeling my pulses and streams of cum flowing into her mouth. "It is all the same orgasm," I assured her. "Maybe 6-7 times," I replied. Again she cussed, but leaned forward after catching most of my last load from her face with a wiping finger, and kissed me, spewing some on my still hot semen into my mouth. For several minutes we moaned and kissing swapping the juices, not including her own saliva from her mouth and she was very hot! I stood up, left my pants, drawers on the floor and looking into her eyes, now open said "It is my turn...lay here on the sofa" and she responded. The sofa on my end where she dangled her feet had no arm, but was like used for a bed? I pulled her black ribbed pants own careful and seeing no panties, spread her legs over my shoulders and went down on her...taking my time...kissing gently her thighs....running my wet tongue along her muscles....while she quaked and shivered and moaned. "-of-a-bitch, you are good! " She exclaimed and widened her hips to give me more room so I could not only lick her clit and suck her upper lips into my mouth while I licked her clit, but could easily probed her pussy with a forefinger. "Her first orgasm was almost as quick to come as mine, except her release was a gusher like Old Faithful geyser in Yellowstone! She just soaked my face and shirt, sofa and floor...."Oh shit...mother fuck, -of-a-bitch....I needed that!" That did not deter me from continuing and my chapped lips were so enjoying the moisture now produced. It burned just a bot...maybe the salt from her body? Maybe the alcohol from all the shots? I don't know, but I was having fun and I stayed on her another twenty minutes, noticing all the while how swollen she was getting. I reached up and through her top, still on, to fondle her breasts...running my finger around her nipples so hard. Her language of sex play was pretty rough...dirty talk....and expressions of desire and demands for specific action. As I worked to do all I knew to do to make this beautiful woman enjoy our time and to return her own hospitality to her for all she'd given me, she quivered, shook and froze...even her breathing and the sighs and upheavals of her body stopped for this brief pause and I knew I had her a second time! I had. She lay helpless in passion and exstacy! Then she spoke sweet, kind words to me and thanked me for coming to their trailer. I wondered about "they" but said nothing. I listed as she grabbed a towel nearby, wiped herself off, pulled her clothes back on and all the while pecked me with kisses and touches, including her hands around my face and her eyes looking deep into my own. I am sure my eyes danced, as her were She led me out the door and I thought she was coming with me, but she turned and said to me.."Thanks, but I need to stay here and guard the place. I hope you understand?" |
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