Carnival is a little annual event in Austin. I was totally unprepared for the levels of unfettered abandon. This was where people could dress up and lose themselves. Perry was my date for the evening, he was a carnival veteran which put me at ease. At his urging, I was dressed up in a black and white corset and a poofy little skirt which made the most of my tits and ass.
Most of the night was spent wandering, drinking and dancing. At one point found myself on the dance floor with my tits completely free of the corset. Perry had thought it would be a good idea to share them with the world and I didn't disagree. The highlight of our public debauchery displayed his proclivity to watch. We were talking to a pair of couples we'd just met when he decided to reach under my skirt and slip a finger up my ass. I'm sure I jumped a little at the unexpected penetration and I'm sure it was noticed. We continued our conversation as he thrust in and out. He was not being particularly gentle or discrete and I knew we were being watched. With he free hand, he pushed me towards Josh who grabbed me and started kissing me passionately. Perry took the opportunity to almost pound my ass with his fingers and I was moaning into the mouth of a complete stranger. We halted when one of the couples made a hasty departure, apparently they weren't as open-minded as the rest of us. The rest of the night there was fairly uneventful and we made an early departure so we could continue our hedonism privately.
Upon our return to the hotel, we were greeted by Jane, a friend of Perry's. This was a surprise to me, but a pleasant one. Upon our return to the room, I wasted no time stripping out of my corset, it was the first time I'd ever worn one and it had become quite constricting. I didn't pay much mine to Jane, I knew she'd be seeing my body eventually, so why bother being shy.
I've always liked women like Jane, buxom and soft and comfortable in her own skin. And for some reason, these women always seem to be very complementary. She had seen pictures of me, but as soon as I was standing naked in front of her, her excitement became very obvious. I walked towards her and started kissing her. Deep, soft passionate kisses enveloped both of us. I began undressing her, bit by bit until I felt her warm naked skin against my own. She was shorter than me, and so my breasts almost rested on top of hers.
We lay down together and just kept kissing and caressing. It was not hurried or desperate, but instead tender and passionate. Perry had taken the opportunity to pull out his camera and had been taking shots of us the whole time. My hands explored all over her rubenesque figure, while my tongue danced with hers. I wanted to taste and suck and possess her.
I kissed my way down her neck, pausing to suck and nibble. Her sighs told me I needed to know and I continued. I filled my mouth with her hard pink nipple and suckled while my free hand lightly pinched the other. I increased my pressure on both until her moans told me it was enough. I soothed the slighted tissue with soft sweet kisses. My mouth found every inch of her torso, my hands kneading her thighs as I moved lower. I stopped just above her pussy and kissed her. I decided to tease a bit and made my way to those spots that are just close enough to tempt, but far away so as not to satisfy. The insides of her thighs felt my hot mouth. My arms were wrapped around her, displaying and holding her just how I wanted. Up and down the crease of her legs, across the top of her mound, even very gently across her cunt, but never reaching what she really wanted.