It was the annual Mardi Gras charity golf tournament at the Country Club. Kathryn wasn't looking forward to it, she'd rather be with her friends downtown partaking in all the festivities and debauchery; but she committed to her parents and would rather avoid the lengthy guilt trip she was sure her mother would lay on her if she decided otherwise. And after what happened last year...that's just not something she wanted to revisit with her parents.
Not only did she not want to be there but she was the only female to be playing in the 4-man scramble tournament, she thought as he stepped out of the hot shower. She used her hand to clean the mirror and looked down to make sure she shaved every last hair near her sex. This time last year she was at a house party...wasted. She started to run her hand down to touch how smooth she felt. She loved the feeling and started to think back to the party, recalling...
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Everyone had been drinking during the Grand Parade. A small group broke off to go back to the house to stock up on more booze and use the bathrooms. Kathryn and Becca went back along with Chad, Mike, and Tom. It was an unusually hot day for Mardi Gras and Kathryn was wearing a pair of jean cut offs with her birkenstocks. She had on a purple tank top and black lacey boy shorts panties under her shorts. She lost the matching bra down at the parade, after a group of guys snatched it when she flashed them. She challenged herself to get as many beads as she could, asking nearly every man "What can I do for some beads?"
"Show me your tits?"
"Let me pinch your nipples?"
"How about you let me suck on one of your tits?"
Those were the more tame ones she thought as she continued to daydream about last year's Mardi Gras...
"Suck my cock?"
"Let me see if you're shaved or have a bush?"
"Let me feel how smooth you are?"
"Let me feel how wet you are?"
She had so many beads that by the time they got back to the house to stock up on booze and use the bathrooms, her shoulders were beginning to hurt.
"Finally" Becca said as they got into their friends house.
There was music playing in the backyard while some people moved in and out of the kitchen to grab drinks or use the bathroom.
Kathryn went into the bathroom first. After peeing, she heaved the load of beaded necklaces off her neck and placed them on the hanger on the back of the door. She picked out about 5 awesome ones and put them back around her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror, noticing her nipples. They were erect and poking at the tank. Her shorts were loose and hung on her hips leaving her lower abs showing. She pulled her tank up just a bit more to show some skin and left the bathroom.
As soon as she opened the door, Becca gave her a couple drinks to hold and went in.
"Well you certainly looked like you were enjoying the parade Kathryn," Chad said smiling as he looked her up and down.
Chad and Kathryn swam on the same team together, years ago. He of all people knew how much she loved sucking dicks.
"Don't worry Chad...I'm sure I'll get around to you at some point today" she smiled.
"What about Matt, your boyfriend?" he said reminding her that she broke up with Chad for Matt.
Little did Chad know.
"Yeah. It's too bad he's not here" Mike said as Tom agreed.
"He'll be fine boys. He's working and he knows I'm a good a girl" she teased and smiled walking away. She could feel them staring at her ass as she walked out the back door.
.....
Kathryn smiled, coming back to reality.
Looking at herself in the mirror she could see how swollen her sex was as her finger slowly massaged her wet, sensitive clit.
And of course, of all people, Chad was going to be on her 4 man scramble team today for the charity golf tourney.
She rifled through her panty drawer. Ah, there they are. She pulled out the black silk boy short panties.
"Perfect. No panty lines" she thought as she checked herself out in the mirror with her golf skirt on.
She grabbed her white silk padded bra and put it on along with a white tank and a tight navy cardigan. She pulled her hair back and put on her golf visor.
She got in the car and drove to Norwind.
Her phone buzzed.
[Becca: Missing you at Mardi Gras!]
Kathryn began to feel a warmth between her legs as she started the car and drove down her street...thinking about Mardi Gras, last year.
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Kathryn found herself dancing in the back yard. The music was great and the energy was amazing. She noticed a couple guys checking her out and made a point to move closer to them.
It wasn't long before she found herself sandwiched between them, drinking and grinding on their legs. She was horny, the alcohol amplified the condition.
"How many cocks did I suck at the parade? How many fingers touched my sex, felt my wetness? How many men sucked on my tits?" she thought to herself as she danced in the backyard.
"You went to DuBerg, right?" one of them said.
"Yeah. For sure dude. I told you. Remember?" the other one said.
"Told you what?" Kathryn said to the first guy.
"You were a senior when we were freshman. Did you dress up as Jesse from Toy Story for Halloween one year?"
"YES!" she screamed. Her eyes lit up she gave them both a big hug. She loved that costume!
"See I told you! It was your braided pig tails that made me remember" the second guy said.
"We're seniors now. Small world, huh?"
"Damn. That outfit. Oh. My. God. I've never been able to look at Jesse the same way." He jokingly said.
"Really?! Well, guess what? These jean shorts...I made them from the jeans of that costume!"
They both stepped back and looked her up and down, expressing their approval.
"I may have cut them a bit too short, but I think it works."
Both guys noticed the pockets hanging out along with the bottom of her boy shorts.
"Nah. I think it works."
"They look amazing."
Both said as they started to feel the front and back of her jean shorts. One started to grope her backside, the other was on the front. She started to move again with the music. They continued to rub her, now more forcefully. Being back in St. Louis and now being hit on by guys 4 years her junior. And not just hitting on her, they were actively rubbing her, in front of a backyard of people. She could feel her wetness soaking her panties. This was getting to be too much.
"Hey. You guys. This is...we're outside. Mmmmm. Ummm."
She felt them unbutton her shorts.
A hand swooped down her tummy and went straight into her panties.
"Fuck dude. She's soaked."
"Yeah? Let me have a feel."
The second guy went down her back and along her ass.
Within a matter of second, she had 4 fingers inside of her. 2 stretching her from the front. 2 stretching her from behind.
Her shorts quickly fell to the ground.
"Oh fuck. Oh my god...please. Don't....mmmmm...not here...oh god." said as they continued to stretch her.
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[beep. beep.]
"Shit. Fuck off." Kathryn said to the driver behind her honking for her to go. The light was green after all.
She pulled away and looked down. She pulled her tennis skirt and panties to the side and was running a finger up and down her wetness. Massaging her clit.
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The music continued to play, the drinks continued to be consumed. Eventually Dave and his friend Chris decided that she was in fact right, they were outside. She was definitely into it, but figured they should try and move it inside so no one thinks she's getting raped. Gosh, how many times was she so close to getting raped today? How many times did she get wet thinking about getting raped?
After a few more minutes feeling their fingers inside of her, she agreed that going inside would be a good idea. Reluctantly they pulled their fingers out of her tight, smooth, sex and licked them clean. Kathryn reached down and pulled her jean shorts back up and buttoned them; looking around and seeing mostly men gazing at her as if she were a piece of fuck meat, while a couple of the girls found themselves watching her with rapt attention, turned on by what they saw.
Chad, Mike, and Tom were among the people outside, and after a day of teasing them at the parade, they looked like hungry animals that needed to eat.
"Kathryn! That was so hot. You are so naughty. Mardi Gras??? ... more like Naughty Gras. I really like those braids you're wearing today!" Becca said as she reconnected with her out in the back yard.
The both took sips of their drinks and walked back up the stairs and into the kitchen. Music continued to play inside the house and the kitchen was relatively full, mostly guys that were hanging around in the backyard.
Becca was chatting with some of the guys while Kathryn was listening in and offering her thoughts. Occasionally she felt hands running across her rear end, over her jean shorts, and some were so bold as to pass by and "accidentally" grab a nipple through her shirt.
She felt someone behind her, pressing into her. Definitely a guy, his hardness gave that much away. His hands moved around to the front of her shorts, and easily undid the button and opened the zipper. His hand (who's hand?) went into her silk panties and felt the wetness that has been present for nearly most of the day.
Kathryn continued to listen to the conversation but began to notice that the guys were keeping an eye on her, keeping their eyes on her body. Watching as the man behind her began to finger her. She took another drink and then a drag from her cigarette and handed it to Becca. The men around her were hard, she could see each of their bulges. Chad, Tom, and Mike were among them, along with Chris, one of the two guys that just finished fingering her in the backyard. Behind her was Dave.
She started to feel the warmth grow in her sex as the fingering continued. Again, her shorts fell down. Again, she spread her legs a little bit more to allow for deeper penetration.
