The nightclub dance floor was crowded when we ventured through the masses of happy people shaking and moving to the heavy, loud, thumping beat. My beautiful wife, Melissa, was looking incredibly sexy in her tight lucky brand jeans and the snug fitting sweater she wore that really showed off the size of her big tits. Her beautiful, shapely athletic figure and her dark mysterious features caught the eye of nearly every man and most women as we passed through the excited, party crowd. The Mardi Gras spirit was strong and alive in the Soulard area of downtown St. Louis as it had been for decades before, although this was the first Mardi Gras celebration Melissa or I had ever attended there.
We found a clearing on the dance floor and I was enjoying seeing Melissa's sexy, seductive dance moves when a fairly young and very pretty, blonde girl slipped in behind her and started raunchily rocking her hips in rhythm with my wife's move's, reaching around her and feeling up her curvy body at the same time. After a few seconds of sexy, playful dancing, the rest of the crowd started taking notice of the hot girl on girl show, with several people shouting offers of beads in exchange for the forbidden sight of their beautiful tits in the true Mardi Gras spirit. The blonde girl teasingly raised Melissa's sweater to just under her breasts, reaching under with her cold hands and grabbing a handful of my wife's perfect breasts, driving the crowd a little crazier before pulling her sweater all the way up and showing a quick glance to all the onlookers. The crowd erupted in cheer and the beads started getting placed around Melissa's neck as she smiled and enjoyed all of the extra attention. Melissa turned to face the young blonde and the two of them embraced and kissed softly on the lips. It was a kiss that started as an innocent and slightly nervous peck as if to say thank you, but ended up lasting about thirty seconds with quite a bit of tongue and some pretty intense fondling involved. Again the crowd went pretty wild and cheers erupted. The two of them smiled, obviously excited and turned on by all of the attention, not only from the crowd, but also from each other. Simultaneously, their hands dropped to their waists and both shirts went in the air revealing four beautiful tits to a large crowd of excited men and women. Again the beads came forward and when the song ended, both girls had a pretty amazing collection of beads hanging around their necks and the crowd got a look at what had to be the best tits in the house.
The party went on and Melissa and I had a little break to talk and laugh about that moment of fun, but with so much activity, it all seemed just normal for the fun-packed day. We danced and drank some more, eventually heading to another club, then another, and then another until it was getting pretty late in the evening and we were feeling pretty happy. As we walked out to the street, a cab passed by and then stopped just beyond where we were standing. We thought it would be perfect to catch a cab to the hotel and started walking toward it when the same young blonde from earlier leaned out of the window and yelled toward us.
"You all want to ride with us?" She offered in a gesture of drunken kindness.
We quickly hopped in the cab with she and her husband and the cab took off, learning their names were Deb and David right away. There were four of us crammed tightly in the backseat, so it was pretty crowded, but the ladies rather enjoyed the closeness of it all. When we arrived at our hotel, we realized in a slightly more excited frame of mind than normal that we were all staying at the same hotel. The events that led us all to one room are pretty sketchy, but within five minutes of being inside, both women were stark naked and making out on the bed while David and I sipped another cold one and watched excitedly from the sidelines. Deb kissed her way pretty quickly down Melissa's sexy body until her face was buried in what I liked to think of as my house and her lips were kissing Melissa's lovely pussy in a way that raised the familiar inviting sounds of my wife's lusty pleasure. It was an exciting sight to see, and I could tell David was as turned on as me by the whole scene, judging from the way he was rubbing his crotch and how it had seemingly grown from a hill to a mountain.