And progressively worse it got. But I caught a break since Tia had a convention in LA when I got back from break. It gave me time to get back to school, and settle in to my new classes and professors.
Tia didn't make it back to the second to last week in January. We were eager to see each other, since it had almost been two month since our last time to hangout. Of course she looked great, with new clothes from the covnention, and a nice updated tan, courtesy of the beach.
Tia reported that she was unable to "bag" a star, although she hung out on Rodeo with her free time. She did manage to fuck two guys that worked in her hotel's bar, and a surfer from Malibu with a "talented toungue."
When I told her about Charles, and the threesome idea, she mocked me.
"I wondered if you'd be able to keep up that boyfriend stuff you were saying on the phone. Why don't we head back there this weekend, and take him up on his offer?"
We didn't head back home. But we found something else to do that weekend. Tia got a call from Kerry that week. It seemed he and Bobby had access to a hotel room at the Four Seasons, and wanted to get together.
So there I was that Saturday night, flat on my back, getting my lights fucked out as my tits flopped around. Tia and Kerry occupied the bed on the other side of the nightstand, her tits bouncing up and down, while she announced every orgasm that arrived.
The two former gentlemen had now become deviants.
"Switch" Kerry said as he looked in our direction.
Bobby slipped out of my pussy, and headed towards Tia. Kerry made his way towards me, his big dick swinging back and forth, wet and hard. When he got to the bed, I did the unimaginable.
I opened my mouth, recieving the dick that had just been in Tia's pussy. The taste of her juices made the moment even more preverse. I felt no shame as I rubbed my clit, sucking the sticky fluid from Kerry's hot cock.
We spent the night, continuing to swap, before we finally tired and passed out. At one point when I came back from a quick trip to pee, Tia had one guy in her mouth, and another in her pussy from behind.
I knew when I came back from holiday that this was the direction I was headed in. I knew I was in a spiral without an ending. Nights getting fucked in hotel rooms was what I had aspired to . Atleast it was a nice hotel, with expensive furniture and marble floors.
But nothing would prepare me for that night. Nothing had told me I was headed in that direction. I knew I was bad, but....
I should have never listened to Tia. I knew what happened to me when I was around her. What sort of actions I took. Tia was simpy a bad influence.
And of all nights, why would I listen to her this time. It was Tuesday...Fat Tuesday to be precise. We had managed to avoid downtown earlier, as I had a big test to study for all weekend, and thank goodness Tia had to work inventory at her job. But that only made matters worse, for that made Tia want to go out more. She was in heat, and I should have known better...yet I relented. A decision I would live to regret.
I was off to a bad start, when she showed up to my apartment just after dinner. When I agreed to go out with her, I made it with the provision that we come home before midnight, so I could get a decent night of sleep. Tia agreed over the phone, but when she arrived, she had already been drinking. Then she pulled out the bag.
The bag was from a store a few down from where Tia worked. They had a sale, so my wild friend had the bright idea of wearing matching outfits that night. She had bought a thin yellow tank top and flower mini skirt for each of us to wear. She said that I shouldn't wear any underwear as we had to show our tits for beads, and maybe show some more for the really good stuff.
I thought she was out of her mind, but after a few beers, it made sense in my fuddled mind. We got dressed, put on way too much makeup and perfume, and headed downtown in a cab. Atleast I managed to slip on a thong when she went to the restroom.
Our city began having a Mardi Gras celebration three years ago, with each one getting more crowded. This night was unreal, as there must have been fifty thousand people jammed in to one small area.
When Tia and I exited the cab, the cat calls were beginning already.
"Show us your tits!" I heard quickly.
Tia made her way on the street, and flashed the first group of guys in her path. Another guy said he didn't see, so she turned to flashed him too.
We got maybe twenty feet before other guys approached us to flash.
"Get in the spirit Shar" Tia teased.
The dark haired guy next to Tia looked at me, and announced to his friends that this was going to be a good one. I tugged my tank from my skirt and pulled it up to my neck, baring my breasts for all to see.
"Ohhh Fuck!" one of them screamed. "Look at those fucking tits!" another said.
Beads came flying in, as Tia and I grabbed them all. Some fell to the ground, as Tia scrambled and laughed.
"I told you we'd do well by you Shar. Your boobs are gonna get us all kind of beads."
I didn't get all the fascination with these cheap beads, but I enjoyed the attention I got from men. Of course, most of the guys would cop a feel, and between that and the cooler air, my nipples were permanently hard.
About a half an hour in to it, we happened on a group of three guys. The most handsome was a tall,muscular, black man with a shaved head and a devious smile.
"I'll give you a kiss for those cannibus beads" Tia offered.
He smiled as if this sort of thing was routine for him.
"Maybe for some other beads...but for these, you have to do something extra...why don't you kiss that fine little friend of yours?"
"Okay"
And before I could say anything, Tia put her arms around me and kissed me right on the lips. Not knowing what to do, I just responded by kissing her back and rubbing our noses together, before we broke apart and lauged.
"Oh shit. That was tight" the black guy said, handing over the beads. His friends just said thank you over and over again, and remarked to each other how hot it was to see women kiss.
He gave Tia his business card and a French kiss himself, before telling his friends to give some beads to us also.
The night had got a little wilder than I thought. Flashing strange guys, Tia and I kissing. Then she had the idea to get on top of one of the bars, to flash guys from a patio like they do in New Orleans.
The place we chose had an outside bar. We flashed guys, and they would buy us drinks. Needless to say, we got pretty smashed. There were tons of girls out on the patio, some of them I'm sure were dancers. But in our drunken state, Tia and I were not to be outdone.
When the guys below would ask for some tit, Tia and I would flash. The other girls got more and more provative, mooning the guys, and some kissing each other.
Tia took it as a challenge, and raised her skirt showing her cunt. When the crowd started to cheer, she put her hands down there, and spread her pussy for all to see. I couldn't believe it, but the guys went nuts, screaming for some more.
"Show'em some puss Shar"
I raised my skirt, and pulled the thong, that I had the good sense to wear, aside, baring my dark pleasure trail and pussy lips.
"bush, bush bush, bush" was now becoming a chant.
The other girls on the patio were now following our lead, and there was a sea of maleness, all under our control, as Tia, myself, and now the other girls, took turns driving the guys wild. We were all behaving like hookers, doing the craziest things, Tia even fingering her pussy, as beads flew everywhere.
When we had our fill, we gathered our beads and stumbled downstairs. When we made our way out of the bar, the guys outside gave us a roaring ovation.
We decided to flash some more people on the street, and then headed for a new shot bar on the edge of downtown, to get some more drinks.
The bouncer was charging everyone five dollars. When he saw Tia and me, he smiled and told us just to go in, while looking at our butts. She squeezed his big arms on the way, as her way of saying thank you.
We hung out for a while, and did some shots. The bartender stopped charging us after the second round, and Tia gave him a kiss. Just then, they walked in.
"They" were the group of five guys that walked in. Older, great looking, big, and tall guys. They looked like the kind of men who might sell insurance during the day, or work as investment bankers, but never quite grew up or got married or for that matter, ever missed a party like the one tonight. They immediately noticed us. But who wouldn't. We were dressed like hookers, plying ourselves with heavy makeup, teased hair, and puffing away like chain smokers. We must have been the picture of true tramps. "They" made their way over.
They introduced themselves, but their names escape me at the moment. All I know, is each one had more beads than any guys we had seen that night.
"How did you manage all those?" Tia inquired.
"We're just lucky" one of them said. The men did a few shots with us, and eventually four of them talked to me, while Tia had her back to me, talking to the dark one.
They were making jokes about my big boobs and no wonder I got so many beads. It was then that I laughed and turned to ask Tia what time it was.
"I really want these beads" Tia said as she pointed to big ornament looking globes the guy had around his neck.
"I don't know about that, these are my favorite"
"I'll suck your dick" she replied quckly, getting in his face, eye to eye, she being as tall as him, in high heels.
