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Archive name: whore.txt (F/m, 1st time)
Authors name: Arthur Riely
Story title : WHORE: Joan d'Blon's
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When I was 18, three of my friends and I decided to go
to New Orleans for the Mardi Gras. During our drive
from Dallas, we went through the bayou country and
early in the morning came to the town of Opelousas, La.
The fun began when we stopped for a red light in the
heart of the central business district.
Tony Magneto, a streetwise merchant marine, was with us
and he rolled down a window and spoke to an elderly
gentleman in a car, which was stopped adjacent to ours.
Tony asked him, "Where is the local whorehouse?"
I nearly died of fright and was sure that we would be
arrested, but to my surprise, the Cajun laughed and
gave us directions to Joan d'Blon's.
Somewhere along the way we got lost and asked an old
black gentleman with a long white beard if he knew of
Joan d'Blon. He slapped his legs and cackled and
pointed us in the right direction. At this juncture, we
knew we were on to something great!
His directions led us across the tracks and down the
bayou. We drove up to a large rambling house situated
in a copse of live oak trees covered with Spanish Moss.
Upon entering, we found ourselves in a large room with
six sofas lining the walls and there was a juke box in
one of the corners. There was an alcove to one side and
when we went inside, we found a bar. A huge guy with a
police badge on his chest and a revolver on his hip
asked us what we wanted. Tony said, "We want to fuck!"
and the bartender said, "You came to the right place,
let me call my wife, Joan." Joan, a blonde, came in and
led us back to the living room.
Joan (Joan d'Blon) then called for the girls. A bevy of
12 women came into the room wearing attire that ranged
from evening gowns to bras and panties. There were
blondes, brunettes, and redheads. They were young and
mature, skinny and chubby short and tall, shy and
outgoing - and every one of them were sexy as hell!
Joan told us to dance and to talk with the girls and to
take our time in making our selection. Well, let me
tell you, this was no prom dance! In addition to their
provocative attire, each of the girls were more than
willing to cleave their bodies to ours and to say
lascivious things to us that we had never heard from
the lips of girls before.
We changed partners frequently and with each new girl,
I got harder and harder until the girl named Sally
reached down and grab-bed my cock and said, "Oh good,
you're ready! Let's go fuck!"
She led me to her room and undressed revealing a
flawless body and her pubic hair was shaved into the
shape of a heart!
She undressed me and then checked out my cock. Sally
told me that while she had many clients each day, she
always tried to enjoy the first one before she became
sated. She laughingly asked me if I minded doing a 69
with her. I was very naive and told her I didn't
understand. She explained and since I had once kissed a
teenage friend's pussy (and liked it), I said, "Sure!
Let's go!"
And go we did! Until that time, I had only played with
girls, getting a snatch here and a feel there, but this
experience was more that I'd ever dreamed of. Sally
sucked me, fucked me, and just about killed me with her
body. I learned more that day than I would have in two
years under normal circumstances.
After bringing each other off, we relaxed a minute
while she told me how she got into this "fun" business
- but that's another story for another day. We went on
to make love again, this time with her getting on top
of me.
That was my first experience with the girl on top and I
loved every delectable moment of it! Afterwards, Sally
used some warm towels to wash us off and then gave me a
shot of brandy to put the lead back into my pencil.
I floated out of Joan d'Blon's that day and finally
made it to the Mardi Gras but I never matched the
thrill of that marvelous day in Opelousas!
I did return several times, but it was never quite as
hot as that first time with a whore.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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