Necoma sighed and looked around the empty bar. Sounds of celebration drifted in from the streets. "I'm starting to really dislike Mardi Gras." She glanced over at Alyssa when she heard a gasp. "What?" "That's blasphemous, Nicki. Don't let anyone else in the city hear you." She climbed up on the bar. "I wanna dance. Dance with me, Nicki." She motioned her fr...
I giggled as I received new beads. The collection I received so far was starting to get heavy, but it was fun to check another thing off my bucket list: visit New Orleans during Mardi Gras. My friend Joylienne and I were thoroughly embracing the French Quarter on this warm Friday evening. The parades in the French Q were smaller than the ones that were geare...
I wrote the original version of this longhand. It began as a letter to a lady friend while I was deployed on a peacekeeping mission to the former Yugoslavia in 2001. She was a six one redhead ex-model from the Mississippi Gulf Coast that I'd met on a now-defunct bondage personals site. We had our first date the week before I left, and she said this letter ha...
You walk into the nightclub with your friends smiling at the people wearing their costumes and masks. You forgo the Mardi Gras costume deciding to just wear jeans and a long sleeve shirt. You walk up to the bar and order a beer then go sit at a table with your friends. The music is playing and you smile enjoying the festive atmosphere. It doesn't take long a...
**************************** AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my third first-person sketch: though if I pay any more attention to these things, I'll have to call them "stories." The title gives this one away: it's part 2 of "Beads & Pearls." This episode has the same characters partying down during Mardi Gras, but their second evening takes them on a different path....
When I was between girlfriends, I was a slut, but there was this one day that very well may have been the single sluttiest of my life: I met these 3 girls, all very good looking, in my Archaeology class Winter Quarter of my sophomore year in college. I was being much more forward than usual with everyone I met, because I was desperately seeking a ride to Ma...
A fine sheen of sweat glistened over her body as she readied herself for the shower. The sound of the Mardi Gras seemed to pulsate through the walls of her hotel room. It hadn’t stopped since she arrived early that morning. But she had been so jet lagged from the trip that she had to try and get some sleep before she ventured out. As she showered Fran thou...
Two of my sorority sisters and I decided to take a road trip to Mardi Gras in New Orleans our Junior year. Lee was the instigator, as usual, but we were all interested in attending the famous party. I, at least, had no 'wild' plans; I now suspect Lee did. We arrived in the Big Easy a few days before Mardi Gras with bright eyes, and no expectations, securin...
Tina and I were down in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. It was late March and the weather was warm and sultry. She and I had planned this trip for a long time. It was to be the first time we were both able to sneak away from our spouses and meet up together. We looked for a long, sex filled weekend of fun. We were walking along Bourbon Street, with the rest of t...
Let me paint the picture for you. It's Mardi Gras season down here in the south and the festivities are at full swing. Kat and I have planned to attend a huge party at a swanky hotel just down from Bourbon Street. I was selected a beautiful room on the 36th floor and have a great view of the parades down below. Our room was gorgeous with a big king size bed...