Mardi Gras Madness Pt 1

I was 42 when Rick, my husband, and I went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras for the first time. We had been married at the time for 15 years and felt we wanted to start enjoying life more. I have to admit we had recently been introduced to Molly by some new friends. We didn’t do it often, but always had a great time when we did. I found my shyness and inhibitions were virtually gone and I could talk and even flirt openly with people. Since we decided to go we booked a room on Bourbon Street with a nice balcony. We’d been to New Orleans years ago but didn’t have the money to stay in one of the Bourbon Street hotels. We decided spare no expense and had actually booked the room about a year in advance. We arrived on Thursday and stayed through Fat Tuesday. On Thursday we toured a few of the old Plantation homes before having dinner. That night we wandered around the French Quarter checking out bars and looking for the best places to party.

Friday, we had breakfast at Cafe Dumond, we had a late lunch at a restaurant on Royal Street, then relaxed in our room for a few hours. We each got up and showered, decided to take a molly, and then dressed to head out. Rick wanted me to dress sexy, I argued that I was too old for that. I am 5’6” tall, brown hair, I do have large breasts that still look good, and I’ve always thought my ass was at least decent. But, I’ve put on a few pounds over the years. Nothing terrible, I was 120 when we got married and I’m about 145 now, but I was self conscious about it. He kept after me saying “Liz, you’ve seen the crowd there. There are a lot of women who are nowhere near as attractive as you walking around practically naked.” I guess the molly was already lowering my shyness so I picked out a short, blue flared skirt and a black blouse that was low cut and buttons down the front. He then insisted that I not wear underwear. I thought about it and decided I didn’t have any attractive underwear with me, so I agreed.

We headed out around 8:30 and walked around, got a hurricane from Pat O’Briens, browsed through some shops, and bought some souvenirs, before heading back to the room to drop that stuff off. While we were there, James decided to take a 2nd molly and offered me one but I told him to save it for later. We went out again and headed over to a bar that has a nice stage area and even a courtyard outback. We paid a cover charge to get in and grabbed some drinks. The club was already crowded with people gathered around the stage where MCs where encouraging women to get up and dance on their stage. After a couple of drinks, we walked around a bit more and James handed me the molly, I took it at that time, and we went to a couple of other bars.

Around midnight we went back to the first club. It was still crowded but not as bad as before. James told me to try and get a spot near the stage while he got us drinks. I squeezed my way between several college age kids until I was about halfway to the stage. The MC called for ladies and started pointing to some of them to come up there. Soon, there were 8 or 10 good looking, young ladies on stage dancing and flashing. In just a minute or so the crowd started pushing to get closer. I was pushed forward several feet and was totally surrounded by people. The music was playing and people were swaying and dancing to the music. The molly was hitting me again and I was loving it! I too started dancing and swaying. People were so close together that we were actually pressed against one another. I felt someone grab my tits from behind and didn’t even think about it when I pushed my ass back into him. We continued to dance as he fondled me and pressed what felt like a nice erection into my ass. I didn’t even notice when he unbuttoned my shirt, but I did notice when his hands were on my bare breasts and playing with my nipples. It felt fantastic and I had no desire to stop them, even though I was sure it was NOT Larry.

We clearly got the attention of people around us. Before I knew it, my skirt was lifted up and I had hands all over my ass, my pussy, and my tits. Someone grabbed my hand and inserted it down his pants and onto his hard dick. I was still enjoying everything so I just started stroking him as the crowd groped, fondled and fingered me. No idea how long this lasted but I finally heard James say “Would you like your drink now? It may be watered down because I’ve been standing here for a while, but you look thirsty.” I turned to him and took the drink then asked him to go with me to the courtyard. I had to push my way through the crowd and we walked outside and grabbed a table to stand beside. I don’t remember what we talked about but I did notice when I went to the bathroom that my shirt was completely unbuttoned and my tits showed when I moved. I decided fuck it, and left it that way and went back to meet James.

More to come later, if you want to hear it.