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Mardi Gras
By Dick Coxxx

Josh wanted to go to this year's Mardi Gras celebration in New Orleans. He had been
several times while he was in college and had a real blast. The difference this time is that
he was married. Married and had two children. Two boys, ages three and five. His wife
of seven years, Catrina, didn't want to go but also didn't want her husband to go by
himself. She had heard about all the wild and crazy parties that went on in New Orleans
during Mardi Gras.

Josh and Catrina decided to leave the boys with her parents and drive over on Saturday to
New Orleans from Houston for the long Mardi Gras weekend culminating with the finale
on Tuesday evening. They stayed in Metairie, one of the several suburbs of New Orleans,
as most of the hotels in town were already filled or were just plain outrageously

They got into New Orleans on Saturday afternoon and settled into their hotel room. They
had time for a nap before going out to dinner. The nap was cut short because Josh had
become amorous and wanted to make love to his lovely wife. Catrina enjoyed sex but
wasn't always fulfilled with her husband's lovemaking efforts. She wasn't very
experienced in the sexual department but she did have several boyfriends in college who
made good lovers. Josh really showed up at the right time and place. When he proposed
to her, she accepted.

That evening they went to a nice Cajun restaurant before going on to Pat O'Brien's for a
Hurricane or two. There were several parades in the French Quarter on Saturday in
preparation for the big one on Tuesday night. Catrina watched in awe as so many women
bared their breasts just to get some gaudy little beads. Most of the women were probably
college students but a number were Catrina's age of thirty-three. Others were surely older
as their bare boobs sagged substantially. Catrina was very hesitant to show her breasts for
beads even at the encouragement of her husband.

On Sunday they did the tourist thing of riding the trolley out to the zoo past the Garden
District. That afternoon they took a trip on one of the big sternwheeling riverboats down
the Mississippi River. The couple walked around Jackson Square before going on to
Preservation Hall to hear some old-tyme jazz and blues. After a late dinner, they went to
one of the all night clubs on Bourbon Street. There was another Mardi Gras parade at
midnight where they saw even more naked breasts for beads.

On Monday, they went to Caf? du Monde for some beignets and caf? au lait for breakfast
then on to the old Jax Brewery for some shopping. After lunch at K-Paul's they looked
around the French Market. Josh saw one of the women wearing a popular tee-shirt that a
lot of the women had been wearing at the parades that made it easy to show their tits. He
asked her were she got hers. She replied, "Oh, I got mine over at Jimmy Buffet's place
just around the corner."

Sure enough, the Parrot Club was right there along with Margaritaville and
Cheeseburgers in Paradise. This was Jimmy Buffet's famous bar, grill and retail gift
shop. Josh bought his wife a cute pink top with a parrot's head on it. It was made out of
tee shirt material but was cut much more feminine. It had a scoop neckline and shorter
sleeves than a regular men's tee shirt. The bottom of the shirt covered the breasts but just
barely as it showed a bare midriff. This made it very easy for the gal to pull up the top
with one hand showing her tits for beads while still holding her drink in the other hand.

Josh gave it to his wife and suggested that she wear it tonight for the grand finale party of
Mardi Gras on the streets of the French Quarter.


They took a nap that afternoon to rest up for tonight's activities. Catrina showered and
dressed. She wore her favorite pair of jeans and her new Parrot Head top. Josh was
surprised that his wife went braless. Maybe she was loosening up a bit from the mild
aphrodisiac, Avlimil, that he put in her Coca Cola this afternoon. He also had given her
some Impulse that was supposed to loosen her up as well. Josh planned on giving her
another dose or two in her wine at dinner.

They ate an early dinner in the hotel's restaurant instead of in the French Quarter because
they knew that all of the places in town would be mobbed. Catrina enjoyed all of the
looks that she got from all the men. Her erect nipples clearly showed through on either
side of the Parrot's Head on her top. Jimmy Buffett would be mighty proud of these tits

Josh drove their car into town and found a parking place near the French Market which
was within walking distance of the French Quarter. Many people were already starting to
mill about on Bourbon Street and it wasn't even quite dark yet. They couldn't get into
Pat O'Brien's because of the long line but they were able to buy some Hurricanes at the
take-out counter. They sipped on those until the first of many parades began.

Catrina didn't feel so self conscience about being braless and wearing the top that showed
her nipples as many other women were wearing the same or similar outfit as well. Some
of the gals would quickly pull up their top and show their tits even when beads weren't
being tossed out yet. All the men were gawking and whistling whenever that happened.
Josh encouraged his wife but she continued to resist his suggestions.

They went through their first of several Hurricanes. Josh got Catrina another one.
Remember, now, Hurricanes have 151 proof rum in them. That pure amount of alcohol
goes straight to the brain very quickly.

The parades started after dark. The all-black marching bands played their music. The
sites and sounds were purely New Orleans' Mardi Gras at its best! The men were hooting
and hollering whenever the women popped their tops. Even innocent little Catrina got
into the act. Josh had never seen his wife into the partying atmosphere as he saw her
tonight. The aphrodisiac and Impulse in her drinks must have been doing their job

Catrina really started collecting the beads. It was as if she was in competition with the
other women to see how many beads she could get. The bigger and better beads went to
the best looking women. Catrina sure got her share. The party was just getting to get into
the swing of things.

Josh noticed that there seemed to be more black men at the festivities tonight than he
remembered seeing the past few nights. The Negroes would bump up against and grab
the tits of the white women who were flashing for beads. Josh saw one of the black men
fondle his wife's bare breasts. He went to stop him when he got pushed to the ground.
The throng of people were moving along with the parade. Josh got trampled for several
minutes before the crowd separated enough allowing him to get up. His wife was no
where in sight. Josh frantically began looking for Catrina but he had a hard time moving
through the thick crowd.


Catrina looked around but didn't see Josh. "That's funny," she thought to herself. "He
was just right here." She noticed that there was a crowd of black men around her who
were looking at her tits every time she tried to get beads. One of the blacks was bold
enough to come up behind her and grab her bare tits underneath her top as he ground his
loins against her buttocks. Her head began to swirl form all of the alcohol. The crowd
continued moving down the street and she was powerless to do anything else but to go
with the flow. She passed a dark alley and she felt herself being pushed into it. A door
opened and a couple of the black men around her shoved her through it. They roughly
grabbed her arms and dragged her into one of the back rooms. She saw in the dim light
that there were wall to wall mattresses on the floor and that some of them were already
being used. Catrina saw a couple of white guys with video cameras but the rest of the
men were black. All the women were white.

It took Catrina a moment to realize what was happening to her. One of the blacks held
her arms behind her back while one of the others began fumbling with the zipper on her
jeans. Catrina started to resist but it was much to late for that. The lovely blonde
housewife was wrestled to the mattress by one of the Negro men. Catrina was flat on her
back. Someone held her arms above her head while the other black was pulling her jeans
down her legs. She looked up and saw that somebody had a video camera on her and was
filming her degradation.

Catrina screamed. She cried out in vain, "Please don't do this to me. I'm married."

The black pulling off her jeans exclaimed, "Man, this little bitch is a natural blonde. My
big black cock sure do love these cute little blondes. They come down here every year
teasing us with their bare titties. I`m gonna teach this one a big lesson."

Catrina pleaded some more with her attackers. "Oh, please don't!" She looked up into
the cruel eyes of the big Negro hovering over her but what really caught her eye was the
huge black thing sticking up between his thighs!

"Oh, my Gawdddd!!!," the beautiful blonde wife cried in vain. She was about to get the
fucking of her young life. Her rapist's big black cock looked to be the size of a baseball
bat. It was so much bigger than her own husband's puny little white cock.

Her black rapist bore down on her hard. Catrina screamed again as the huge black cock
entered her tight blonde vagina. Fortunately for her, the Avlimil and the Impulse had
made her wet so the huge shaft went in much easier than it would have if she had been
dry. The Negro was very rough with the tender young blonde wife.

Soon the giant black cock was buried to the hilt. The Negro was riding the blonde wife
bareback. A thought quickly raced through her mind that she might get pregnant tonight.
Her struggling ceased as her feminine reaction to sex began to kick in. Soon her legs
were wrapped around his muscular thighs and she began moving with his rythtym. Her
arms wound around his broad black back. Her red lips found his thick dark lips. She
began fucking like she had never fucked before.

Catrina didn't know how long she was there on the floor. Black man after black man
came and spilled his dark seed deep inside her fertile womb. After a while, Catrina
passed out from pure exhaustion.


Josh woke up the next morning with a terrible headache. He found himself in the drunk
tank at the New Orleans Police Department's jailhouse. Josh finally got one of the guard
to let him talk to the supervisor. He was told that he was found unconscious in the gutter
on Bourbon street early this morning. Josh asked about his wife. The supervisor told him
he would have to go to the Missing Persons Department when they opened at nine AM
and file a report.

Josh was pissed. Not only did he feel badly but his wallet and keys were missing from
his pockets. He had to call his lawyer in Houston to post bail bond for his release.

Josh walked to where he thought he had left his car but it wasn't there. Someone had
stolen not only his wallet, his wife but also his car as well. What a trip!!!

Josh had his lawyer wire transfer some money to him so he could rent a car. He went
back to the hotel looking for his wife but she hadn't been there either as the bed was still
untouched. He desparately needed to look for his wife but he was so fatigued that he
literaly passed out on the bed.

Josh awoke around three that afternoon and made it back down to Missing Persons before
they closed up shop for the day. He filed the missing persons report on his wife. The
clerk at the desk said they would get the report into the system right away but don't get
your hopes up too much he told him. This sort of thing happened quite a lot around
Mardi Gras time. The clerk said, "She'll turn up some strange place and won't want to go
home with you. Give this number a call and tell them a description of your wife. Maybe
they'll know where you can find her."

Josh went back to the hotel and called the number that the Police clerk had given him. It
was a cell phone where he was supposed to leave a message. He did. About ten minutes
later his phone rang. The caller said, "Bring two hundred and fifty dollars and meet me at
the corner of Esplanade and Vine in an hour."

Josh had to call his lawyer again for the money and explained the strange phone call. His
lawyer contacted the hotel and arranged for the funds.

Josh got to the meeting place about five minutes early. An old beat up pick up truck
pulled up alongside him. An elderly black man of about seventy took the money and
counted it. After he was satisfied that the money was all there, the Negro gave Josh an
old map of the surrounding bayous around New Orleans. He said, "You'll find her here
at Porky's on the Bayou."

The place was difficult to find. It was beginning to get dark. He finally saw an old sign
that pointed down a dirt road. An old two-story house was at the end of the road. There
were cars parked every which way. Josh found a spot and locked his car. He went inside.
There were a couple of white guys waiting in the front room but everyone else there were
black men.

There was a young black guy at the reception desk. Josh told him he was looking for his
wife. The black asked him for her description. Josh gave it to him.

He said, "She's upstairs with clients right now. She came in last night."

Josh took off running up the stairs horrified at what he might find. Two big burly black
men who moved much faster than he thought they could, grabbed him before he could
reach the top of the old battered stairs. They easily wrestled him to the ground.

One of them said, "Do you really want to see your little wife? She's been real popular
with the guys. Everybody's been asking for her. Let's go peek in on her."

The two black thugs escorted him to his wife's room. They opened the door so he could
see his lovely blonde wife in action.

Josh saw six Negro men of different sizes and shapes crowded around his naked wife
who was lying on the bed with a seventh Negro between her wide-spread legs. Catrina
was getting the fucking of her life. Josh watched in awe as his wife's blonde pussy
swallowed the huge black cock time after time. He even felt his own meager cock begin
to stir in his pants.

Catrina's shapely white legs came up around the Negro's buttocks eagerly urging his
giant black cock even deeper and deeper into her inflamed loins. She just couldn't get
enough of his big nigger cock!

His wife was so engrossed in being wildly fucked by the black man between her legs that
she didn't even see her own husband standing in the corner watching the erotic black and
white coupling that was taking place. There was another Negro with a video camera
filming the total degradation of this lovely blonde wife.

Catrina's arms came up around his strong black shoulders and her red-lacquered nails dug
deep into his broad black back. Josh watched vainly as black after black took his lovely
wife. He saw her raw, gaping pussy eagerly take on another huge black cock. She was no
longer the na?ve young woman that he had married.

Catrina finally looked up and saw her husband standing there. She smiled at him and
went back to the task at hand, fucking big black cock. All Josh could do was to be an
onlooker who was jacking himself off. He would get the opportunity a little later to slurp
up all of the thick black seed and his wife's gooey cum.

Catrina had just become the newest "Black Cock Loving Slut."

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