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Title: New Orleans Trip

I was in New Orleans on a business trip, (I know, I know a recipe for disaster). The night before I was to leave to fly back home, my work colleague had already flown back west on a late flight, so, I was on my own. I decided to visit a couple marquee bars and hang out on town. I wasn't looking to hook up or anything, just simply people watch and have a few drinks. I was at a famous bar on their porch at one point looking down on Bourbon Street and a good looking young couple, a bit younger than me (mid 20s) moved next to me. She was absolutely beautiful and blonde. Wholesome looking. Her boyfriend was tall and had brown hair. We started chatting and I learned they were from Washington state on a vacation, driving to Florida. His name was actually the same as mine, Kevin, and hers was a name I actually cannot remember for the life of me now because this took place so long ago... let's call her Kelly.
We drank and chatted for awhile and I really enjoyed speaking with them. They were cool kids, not all that worldly, but smart and decent conversationalists. At one point we got to speaking about "sin cities" like Vegas and New Orleans and how neither one of them had ever been to strip club. I couldn't believe it. I offered to take them to one, my treat. Surprisingly, they both agreed wholeheartedly. They thought it would be fun.

Now, at this point I was starting to have an arms-length attraction to Kelly. Because she was with her serious boyfriend, I knew there was nothing I could do, so, taking her to a strip club would be a nice vicarious thrill. She was wearing a short black miniskirt and a light blue tank top that accentuated her nice figure. She had long blonde hair and green eyes, freckles on her face, nice tan legs. Just a classic American babe.

We had a cab take us to one of the nicer high-end strip clubs in New Orleans. I had been there a couple times before. I got us a decent table and we spent many hundreds of dollars of my money with the finest female entertainment in the city. Some really nice working girls came to our table and were sensitive to Kelly's virgin experience. But, by the 5th drink, Kelly was totally into the girls. She LOVED them and they LOVED her. One of the girls told her "you should dance here!" which is a common bullshit line, but made her feel very hot. Kelly and her boyfriend Kevin would make-out sporadically because the sexual tension I was creating for them was pretty intense, if I do say so. The girls let her touch their tits too, so Kelly was feeling very boundary-breaking that evening. After a few hours of this, we were all quite sloshed and enjoying ourselves. It truly was a great time, and they repeatedly thanked me for my genorisity. They were nice kids, no doubt, which is why I still feel bad about this entire event that took place...

Well, as morning began to creep around at 4am or so, we decided to head out. I was prepared to say goodbye to them and find a bathroom to jack off in. My flight was at 8am, and I didn't even have a hotel room anymore because I intended to stay out all night and just get on the plane to save money on a room (don't remind me that I spend 10x that amount at a strip club). Kevin and Kelly graciously agreed to let me come back to their room with them to crash for a couple hours. At this point Kelly was HAMMERED drunk. Boyfriend Kevin and myself were both close-behind her 3 sheets to the wind, as well.

I knew this kind of situation. I didn't know what could or would happen, but I did know something could happen, for sure... In the back of the cab, Kelly sat in the middle with her boyfriend and me on either side of her. Emboldened by my own heavy boozing at the club, I quietly slipped a finger over her waist and down the side of her miniskirt on the inside until I felt panty fabric... She just smiled as I did this... I knew I was golden. I felt a small string and that was all... This was a thong... and I wanted it. More than anything, I wanted it. And this would be the beginning of my misdeed my friends...

We got into the room and her boyfriend pretty much just passed out with his clothes on. He was very licked. Kelly and I laughed at him quietly. She was very, very drunk so she kept saying, "shhh, shhh" which made more noise than just being quiet. She stumbled around the room, getting ready. I created a makeshit bed for myself on the floor on her side.

Feeling bold and drunk, I went into the bathroom while she was getting ready to go to bed. We exchanged some sexy glances and I just came up to her at the mirror and put my arms around her from behind... She tilted her head back and started to kiss me... I moved my hand up to her tits in that little blue tank top, and then she said, "no!" I can't, and pulled away, shaking her head. Then she murmured, "nooo, kevin," and pointed to the bedroom. I took that to mean her boyfriend Kevin wouldn't want her to hook up with me.... she felt guilty.

I approached her again ("no" means try again, right?) and she let me hold her again... She couldn't help herself, drunk and horny... I put her hand on my hard cock and she squeezed it through my pants... I put my hands down the sides of her miniskirt and felt her thong and said, "can I have these then if I can't have you?" and she wiggled away and said, "no!"... Such a good girl.

Knowing that I was never going to see this couple again, I felt free to say what I wanted. I said, "I want to jack off with your thong and smell you... You can watch me..."

She shook her said and said, "shhhhh!" then gave me this serious look that said "don't wake up my boyfriend." Then she shook her head "nooo!" again quietly, but smiling. She liked the danger and the flirting... who wouldn't?

I left the bathroom then, resolving that I would have to get her panties when she emerged from the bathroom. I assumed she would not sleep in them.

I laid down on my makeshift bed and blanket on the floor on her side of the bed. Her boyfriend was still snoring. I, however, was WIDE awake and with hard-on.

Eventually, the bathroom light went off and she came into the bedroom of the hotel room. I could see her vaguely climb into bed next to me and get under the sheets... I had no idea what she was wearing... I looked down to the end of the bed and I saw that her skirt and tank top where on the floor... I could not see a thong. She must've kept the thong on, I thought. FUCK.

I crawled back up to my "bed" on the floor next to her... Waited a moment to confirm that her boyfriend was still snoring, then whispered close to her head, "Kelly, you awake?" her head rolled over and she was looking at me, not a foot away. In the dark, I could not see much, though. She held out a hand to me and we caressed hands for a minute. I rested my head on the bed... I made sure to touch her as sensually as I could but not anywhere invasive. I caressed her face and hair, and she responded by moving her head. Then I knew I had her. I withdrew my hand... I would make her want me... I got up on my knees and said to her firmly, in her ear, "please give me your panties"... She shook her head no. Damn, this girl was tough...

I left it alone at that and figured this was just not going to be a mission I could fulfill. I let her fall asleep for a moment, then I rummaged around in the drawers of the hotel dresser and found a white VS silky thong, size medium. I wrapped it around my cock and slowly played with myself. I intended to cum in the panty and put it back before I left them... Then, after many minutes, I could hear both of them snoring. Wow! They were out cold.

I got up on my knees and looked at her and slowly pulled the covers back on Kelly. There she was, totally hot and asleep on her back. Nice little firm nipples, a bikini tan up top. And a little black cotton thong low-riser covering her muff. She was snoring soundly from all the booze. I felt bold and put my nose right to her pussy on the panties... It smelled amazing... Sweet and sweaty and warm.... Right on the cunt itself! I could tell she was trimmed up nicely.

I stood over her now, leaning into the mattress at the side of the bed and began to beat off, holding her white panties in my left hand... my head spinning at the thought of being caught... I would reach down now and then and touch her on the thigh or tummy to see if she would react, and there was nothing. I then touched her pussy mound through the thong fabric...no reaction. She was out totally cold... I then pulled down her thong just a bit so I could she the tip of her pubic hair, all trimmed nicely, but not her whole pussy. No reaction. I put my nose to it and inhaled deeply.

I had made a decision, irrational though it was: In one strong flowing motion, I removed the thong from her body, taking care to pull it on the underside away from her... She did not move an inch as I did so. I realized that I now had to leave the room very quickly. But, I simply couldn't take my eyes away from her. I put her thong in my pants pocket and I continued to jack off over her body.... Looking at the gorgeous flat tummy, pussy and tits vaguely outlined in the dark. Her boyfriend still snoring next to her.

I felt cum welling up in me... would I really be stupid enough to cum on her? YES. I wanted to cum on her. YES! And I felt the cum rise in me and spurt into the dark and onto her belly and abdomen. It felt otherworldly to be cumming on her like this. I felt powerful and drunk on sex. I shook my cock hard and fast to get all of the cum drops out of it, then I put the sheets back over her and I quickly pulled up my jeans and put on my shoes and left the room.

That couple never had my full name nor did I have theirs (as I said, I can't even remember her name). I spent a lot of time feeling guilty for what I had done to her, but so excited by it, as well. It was an amazingly stupid risk to one take her panties off of her with her boyfriend asleep next to her and two then cum on her while she slept. There is no explanation that could have sufficed if he or she had awoke.

But, I do love to imagine what happened that morning when they awoke. Did she remember that she had on her panties when she got in bed? Probably. Did she wonder if the cum was mine? Probably, when she realized the panties were gone... Did she tell her boyfriend or was she too ashamed and thought maybe she did something with me? Did they even know what to make of it? Or, did they chalk the whole thing up to debauchery and not even notice?

I definitely left her a puzzle, with my spunk drying on her.

I eventually got rid of her little black VS cotton thong because I felt guilty, but it was a great prize for a couple weeks.