The look on the clerks face said it all. He dealt with drunks and perverts all the time and he was done “I’m sorry ma’am we have a limit of one per customer” he said in a tone that tells me he’s said it many times while pointing to a handmade sign saying as much. “Oh sorry” I said sheepishly, “one is fine” as I slid my card in the machine awaiting the inevitable beep I thought how stupid I must look. Who would go through twenty four condoms on such a short trip? Turns out I would only use three.

I grab the box and empty its contents into my clutch then make my way out of the store depositing the packaging in a trash can. As I pass a small shop on the corner I see a somewhat familiar face. It’s the server from lunch working as a shop girl too? I go in and approach the counter then say in a soft voice in my broken creole “hi beautiful”

She looked up from what appeared to be a text book, at first she had an annoyed/confused look but when she saw me she got a big smile “hey I know you” she said, “how was your first day here?” She looked me up and down “damn” she muttered almost to herself as I walked in not dressed like a typical tourist coming in to buy some novelty alligator. I had on a very tight black dress it hugged what curves I had. It was strapless and barely came above my breasts, well it would better were they bigger, and the skirt came barely below my ass. She said something in creole the only two words I caught were hot and mama. Either way I knew it was a compliment and I blushed. “Anna” I said extending my hand “and I did the river boat cruise now I’m going to watch a band play” she carefully closes her book and stands taking my hand “I’m Chloe and oooh that does sound fun. Any band in particular?” I smile “nice to meet you Chloe. Such a beautiful name. And I’m not sure I remember the name. I met the saxophonist earlier and he asked me to come watch so I figured why not”

She comes from behind the counter and starts restocking “oh? First day and already making friends with the local boys huh?” She giggles I follow her a few steps “who said it was my first day? I could’ve been here all week” she just laughs “if you were here all week you wouldn’t still be wearing those shoes. Besides your very interesting friends at lunch were very vocal about their first impressions” “listen I’m sorry about them they mean well. I think. Besides I wouldn’t call them my friends” she looks at me confused “so you’re on a bachelorette trip and not friends with the other guests?”

“It’s not really supposed to be that. It was supposed to be a women’s retreat for our church. Jasmine, the one with a rod implanted firmly up her ass, she kind of made it into her bachelorette weekend and brought all her people” she looked me up and down again with a smirk “I can’t imagine you belonging to the same church as them. Are you a massochist or something?” I couldn’t help but chuckle “well I don’t look like this at church. I actually usually look more like them” I said softly realizing a lot in that moment. “I kind of suppress certain things about myself for church” “well the way I see it is that God knows who we are and accepts us then why shouldn’t the church”

I smiled “you know you don’t really look old enough to be so wise” she smiles back “I’ve seen a lot in my 22 years. Now scoot you didn’t get dressed like that to talk to me. Go see your man and his band” I smile and nod “they’re playing at the bar on the corner. Maybe if you get off in time I could buy you a drink too” “sorry Cher I work in the morning. But hey. Be careful ok? They pour em strong there and the gators aren’t the only predators on the bayou”

I get to the bar before Clay. I grab a drink. The first of too many. And take a seat in the front row. The band before his was playing. They’re okay. Nice sound and gimmick but not one I’d buy an album of. Well maybe I would for the album cover. If their lead singer was on it. That man was so gorgeous and tall and thin but not too thin he had a good six pack. He had piercings and tattoos and jawline and fuck he was just hot. And his eyes and the way he used them. Every time we would make eye contact I would feel like I was gonna get pregnant. He was the type of guy the old Annie would’ve risked it all for.

“Hi babe you made it” Clay said from behind as he put a kiss on my cheek “I have us a spot at the bar back here” he guides me to a place at the end of the bar kind of tucked away in a corner. I assume at first it’s because that’s where his things can be sat safely, however, as soon as the bartender sets down our drinks (yes he ordered me a second while I still had some in my first) and before I could take a sip, he takes my face in his hands and starts kissing me passionately. I could still smell myself in his beard “god I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you and wanting you”

I kissed him back just as passionately. He’s a cutie, not totally what I would normally go for but I did love the attention he gave me. And he’s very skilled with his tongue “there’s a bathroom back there. We can slip in quietly and finish what we started “he said putting my hand on his already hard cock” I groaned and buckled a bit. I hadn’t held a dick in so long as”oh fuck” I sighed as I immediately got wet and started playing with it through his pants. What would Cassandra say if she saw me being such a whore? I pushed him back a bit “slow down stud” I purposely kept my hand on his dick sizing it up. It would definitely feel good inside me “we’ve got all night. Don’t you wanna take your time with me?” I lower his zipper just enough to get a few fingers in and play with the head. I bite my lip “I know I do” then I take my hand out and grab my first drink killing it

He zips up just as the singer i had been so obsessed with walks up “claytone my man what’s up?” “Clay tone?” I ask “it’s a nickname Clay mumbles. “It’s because Clay here is a beast on the sax. I swear this kid can work wonders with his mouth. “Yeah he can” I say taking a sip of my second drink with the singer eyeing me “she saw me play on the riverboat earlier” Clay said trying to clarify. I’m not going to lie seeing him so shy and timid when he’s so confident and aggressive with me is a bit of a turn off. I wondered if he was putting on an act or if I just gave him more confidence. “And she is???” The singer asked “oh sorry this is” he looked at me as if trying to remember. “I’m Annie” I said holding out my hand. “Adam he says taking my hand gently then kissing my knuckles like a true southern gentleman. And how do you know the tone man?” “We’re together” Clay said. Unfortunately at the same time I said “we just met this afternoon” feeling embarrassed for him I follow up. “We met this afternoon but hit it off and I’m here as his guest. Kinda like a date right?” I ask Clay. “Yeah she’s my date. It’s new but I like her. He said keeping his eyes on me smiling.

There’s that confidence. Not going to lie it kinda gave me butterflies. I wasn’t looking for a bf but the idea suddenly sounded good. Could be I didn’t heed Chloe’s warning because I’d already half way finished my glass. The bartender walked up and Adam said “give me a manhattan and looks like the lady might need a refill” “oh no I haven’t finished this one yet” I quickly replied. He nodded “she will by the time you get back” and put a twenty on the bar.

Clays band and Adam’s band both came by and we all sat talking and drinking for a few minutes. And I was basically the center of attention for both. And I loved it slowly the group started trickling down first Clays band had to go set up and one by one Adam’s had to leave for various reasons until eventually it was just me and him and his second beer and my fourth drink. Oh Chloe you were so right.

Adam almost immediately motions for two more drinks and steps a few inches closer “so you and Claytone huh?” He asked. “Yep. Looks that way. Why?” “I don’t know” he said again inching a bit closer “he just doesn’t seem you type” I chuckle “oh yeah and what exactly is my type?” He steps up a bit closer putting his hand on the side of my knee gently pushing it urging me to part my legs a bit which I do “you need an alpha” his hand moving up my leg wasting no time” someone who will know how to make this vacation the best you’ve ever had. “Who says I’m on vacation?” I open my legs a bit more as he gets higher up my thigh “only tourists take the river boat” “touché” I started “and this alpha you speak of. Got anyone in particular in mind?” His hand is now under my skirt and my legs are wide. I’m so wet I swear I could hear my lips parting as I opened up. “I think I do. I think you do too” he said as his middle finger extends and start running up and down my labia. I gasp softly. The second half of Chloe’s warning about other predators ringing in my head.

I can think of so many reasons why I needed end this right then and there. The audacity of assuming I’d want this without me giving any indication. The fact that he knew I was here on a date with a supposed friend. The fact that we just met. I could go on and on and on. Instead let me tell you a few reasons why I didn’t. Let me start the way I start my stories for others. Hi my name is Annie and I’m a sex addict. At least that’s what, Cassandra, my therapist says. I think I just like sex. And aside from my little excursion on the river boat my vagina hasn’t been touched by another person in so long. Hell I’ve only touched it to clean and shave so this intense feeling has desperately been missed. Two I was really drunk by this point. Yes that’s also Adam’s fault but let’s not throw stones. And finally and most importantly. I am humble enough to know I’m a solid 7. I can pull a Clay eBay day of the week but an Adam? That’s once in a lifetime. So no I didn’t stop him. I didn’t decide to move at that moment and call him out instead

“Mmmm and what? You think it’s you? What if I don’t see you in that way?” He just laughed “I saw you eye fucking me the whole time I was on stage.” He gets his finger between my labia and strokes my pussy softly up and down “but fine if you don’t want it then stop me” with that he starts pushing his finger deep inside me as he said in creole, thinking I didn’t understand “that’s a good little whore”

“Stop it now!! I’m here with Clay and you have no right! I am no whore you fucking asshole! ” I exclaimed pulling his hand out throwing my drink in his face and motioning for security. That’s what should’ve happened. Instead I threw my head back whimpering as I grabbed his wrist. His finger was so long and I felt it everywhere “fuck” I panted out letting him slowly work inside me before taking it out and sucking it clean with a smile. I sat there panting wanting it back in. “Mmmm I wanna be inside you Cher” he said. “I don’t have condoms” I’m not sure why I lied. Maybe a tinge of conscience, maybe fear because it’s been so long, maybe I really was pissed he called me a whore, maybe I was testing him. Either way I said it. And either way his comeback was prepared

“It’s ok. I don’t use them anyway” that made this easier “well I do so sorry” maybe playing hard to get wiill make him try harder I thought and I wasn’t totally wrong. “Well I don’t gotta be in your pussy to be inside you” he said rubbing the finger that was just in me along my lower lip. I parted my lips softly not breaking eye contact. Truth is I probably would’ve fucked him right there if he’d have tried.

He slipped his finger in. Though he’d already sucked off the juices I could still taste myself and smell myself on his knuckles as I sucked his finger like it was a tiny cock. “There’s a small bathroom. Staff only. Right behind you”. I nodded and stood up noting the large wet spot on my stool then taking his hand I lead him to the small bathroom. Once inside I closed and locked the door and pinned him against it kissing him passionately. He grabbed the top of my desss pulling it down exposing my breasts “mmmm how delightfully pink” he said playing with my nipple as I whimpered and started working the buckle of his belt followed by his jeans “Clay can’t know” he smiled motioning as if he zipped his lips and locked them. I grabbed his pants tugging them to the floor around his ankles.

When I get to my knees I’m met with a fairly fat semi hard dick that hangs from my nose to my chin. I’ve had bigger but not for a while. He’s also shaved fully bald tescicles and all. If he wasn’t so hot that would likely be a turn off but when in Rome.

I lower down and open my mouth letting his dick fall into its rightful place between my lips. He’s not the first musician I’ve sucked after a concert so I was expecting the sweat but it isn’t as bad. Perhaps the lack of hair helped. I also liked that he was mindful to use a baby wipe so I got that pl any powder scent in my nose. Any level of self confidence I had about him not being hard already went out the window within a few seconds. That’s how long it took for him to fully grow inside my mouth. He put his hand on top of my head and pushed gently for me to look at him “I wanna watch you Cher” he said as I moved back letting him slide in and out of my mouth slowly but picking up speed as I went.

It wasn’t long until I was full blast bobbing on his huge cock eyes closed using one hand to stroke as I went and the other to play with and squeeze his balls, al the while moaning with pleasure. Now I do not have a degradation kink in any way shape or form but hearing him call me whore and slut mixed with beautiful and baby and princess all in creole just made me want to suck him harder and faster. Finally he reached down and grabbed both side of my head pulling me in and shoving himself deep in my mouth just shy of going down my throat. Then with a loud groan his beautiful bald veiny hard throbbing cock twitched once then twice then hit thick cum ribboned out onto my tonsils and tongue over and over and over. Just when I thought there couldn’t be more it twitched again. And like the good little slut I am I swallowed each and every drop before standing up and kissing him again squeezing the last few drops onto my bare wet pussy then running it into my clit with the head of his dick

In my mind if you’re gonna call me all those names you deserve to taste yourself but he didn’t seem to mind. After he finished I let him go and broke the kiss but kept my forehead to his panting. “You got any mints in that bag Cher cause if Clay gets too close he gonna smell my seed on your breath”

I back up laughing. I wet a paper towel and wipe myself clean. I did love wailing his cock on my pussy. I then offer to clean him too but he just pulled his pants up. So gross “I don’t maybe a cigarette? He hands me one and a lighter after I adjust my dress. I walk out first grabbing my drink and downing it before heading out to the street to smoke. Adam follows fairly close behind. When I get out I immediately light the cigarette and lean against the cool stone wall taking a healthy draw. Maybe there was a tinge of guilt but mostly pride. That was maybe the longest and best blowjob of my life. Adam comes and stands beside me. I hand him back his lighter and look up

“How was it?” He lights his cigarette and chuckles “Cher you just made me want you more” I laugh “see? Don’t knock the average looking girls. We know how to work it” he stopped “don’t knock yourself Cher, maybe the assholes back up in that big apple tell you you’re not beautiful but I promise when I saw you I knew I wanted you” I blushed a bit “so how many tourists do you take in that bathroom?” “None Cher. Promise” I look at him side eye as I take another healthy draw. “Okay as many as I can but none twice and I want you again right now.”

I smile at the compliment. “Sorry. Tonight I’m busy” I look back into the bar “so you’re still gonna fuck him even though you could have me?” I take another draw and look at him “don’t sell him short bel gason” letting him know I speak a little creole “you may not think he’s that great but I find him very attractive” I smile at his reaction “besides I know what he can do with his tongue” I wink but then say “fuck” I don’t know how I didn’t see them before but off in the distance. Across the street but headed my way were Janice and her brood. They can’t see me not dressed like this and not smoking but if I try to go inside they’ll see me for sure. That’s when it happened.

What I didn’t realize is just how long we were in that bathroom. I knew it was a long time and that’s because I was edging him as much as I could but it wasn’t until this moment I realized I’d sucked Adam’s dick through clays entire set. How did I notice? He came up beside me, blocking the view of the girls, and started kissing me deeply. I did feel a little guilty because I knew there was still cum in my mouth but I wasn’t turning this down. Not only is he a phenomenal kisser but he blocked their view, eventually they turned and I broke the kiss. After the kiss he stepped back and took my cigarette while wiping his lips, “did you have a margarita? Your lips are salty” Adam had to fight to not bust out laughing. Clay said he just needdd to pack up then wanted to grab a pizza with the band and invited me along. I said yes that I’d be in when I finished. He went in and I asked Adam for another and he obliged. “Look Cher I know you’re busy tonight but if this isn’t a long term thing for you I’d love another round. Maybe get up in you fully” he said stepping closer touching my stomach. “I’m playing tomorrow about the same time as tonight then going to a party at my friends house. I’d love you to come.” He takes a pull “and I’d love to be the one to make you cum” he flicks it away and starts down the street. “It’s up to you kitten” he turned the corner and was out of my life for that night.

The pizza with the band was actually very nice. Clay treated it like an actual date. But it was getting later in the night and I had to meet everyone for brunch by ten so I whispered in his ear as I leaned over and dabbed his crotch “I’m ready to take you back to my room”

It wasn’t long after getting in the door that he’s on the bed while I bob gently on his dick getting it nice and hard for me. Now he isn’t the biggest I’ve had but it had been a while so it took a minute and a lot of trying. Eventually I laid him down and climbed on letting my body weight do the work. It was at that moment I realized Cassandra was right I am an addict, because as soon as his cock was in me I broke. My mind went all over the place. Clay Adam Chloe. Adam’s drummer. Clays singer. He’ll even Janice with her amazing tits. I wanted all of them and I wanted them now. Unfortunately I didn’t get to have an orgasm that night. I needed an aggression Clay wasn’t able to do. Yet. As soon as he got his nut I fell onto the bed. The exhaustion and alcohol wearing me down. Clay cuddled me and we fell asleep. Little did I know the next day would be more wild than this one.