My name is Joddie and I have written a couple of true stories and sent them in. Those were about my trips to spring break in Panama City, Florida. This story is about my trip to New Orleans and it is also true. None of my stories are just "stories", they happen to be honest to goodness true.

I had never been to New Orleans and I had heard so much about how wild the place was, so I wanted to go and see for myself. I wouldn't dare go with out my friend, Bill, he makes me comfortable and allows me to feel free. Of course, Bill puts me in situations that some people would say aren't too comfortable.

Bill had been to New Orleans several times before, and he wanted me to see the action first hand. This trip took place a few years ago and Bill found a deal at the Best Western on Bourbon. It was $99.00 a night during the summer on weekends and this was a balcony on Bourbon Street. Those deals have long since disappeared. We booked a Friday night and a Saturday night and asked for a second floor balcony. They don't guarantee the floor you are on, so it is luck if you get the second floor, but we did!

Bill bought me a dress, actually it was a beach cover-up dress. It was short for one thing, and it had all these cut out patterns. Bill got me to put it on before we left our house and told me not to put on any underwear. You could see through the dress, but since I had a good tan, it was difficult to know for sure if I had anything on under it. If the sunlight hit me just right, you could tell.

We had to stop a few times to go to the bathroom and several people looked at me with a look of "do you have anything on under that dress?" I just smiled and walked on the bathroom. Boy did I get looked at on the way back. I guess the people had clued in their friends and all wanted to check it out. I started to flash them, but since we were at a state rest area, with security I decided not to. I just let them wonder.

We got to the hotel and it was right in the middle of Bourbon Street. We went in to check in and I was already drawing in a crowd. People in the hotel lobby made several passes by the check-in desk. I knew what they were looking at. I smiled again and let them look. I actually was getting wet from the looks I was getting.

We rode up in the elevator to the second floor and got unpacked. I then walked out on our private balcony. There were some balconies that were private and some that were for several adjoining rooms. I liked the security of the private ones. I could do what I wanted to and control the events, or at least Bill could.

We walked out onto the balcony. It was late afternoon, but it was still very hot and a lot of people were already on their balconies. I walked over and looked into the mingling people. I had forgotten about my naked rear end. I was wondering why all the people were walking and looking up. One of the little young black tap dancing boys came right under me and looked. He then made a shape with his two thumbs and first two fingers in the shape of an oval and smiled. He was talking about the shape of my pussy. He smiled and I waved at him.

I sat down with Bill on the balcony and watched a while. People were milling around and checking out the different bars and jazz places. Bill decided to go to Pat O', which was just across the street and down a block. He wanted to get me the famous Hurricane drink. I watched him as he came out of the hotel and went below our balcony and called for me. I got up an stood at the railing. He must have been getting the same view the tap dancer was getting, because he made the same sign with his thumbs and first fingers. He mouthed the words "nice view". I sat back down because he wasn't the only one getting the view. Several guys were standing with him and they saw what he was seeing. They had no clue I was with him. He even nudged one guy and said something. I later found out he said "nice looking pussy".

The guys went into the hotel, while Bill went down to Pat O'Briens to get our drinks. I watched Bill as he went down the street and disappear into the crowd. I sat there for a while and watch the people below. They were having a good time drinking and strolling down the street, watching all the things going on. I decided I could not see everything very well and decided to stand up and see what was going on. I stood there by the railing and yes again I started to get noticed. I know the outfit I had on was short and see through, but I thought I wasn't that noticeable. I saw Bill coming back with our drinks and waved to him. He held up the drinks and responded to my wave. As he got closer he began to just shake his head disbelief. As he got closer he began to smile and look up at the balcony. He stood for just a minute or two with a couple of other guys and just look, smiled and shook his head and walked into the hotel.

Bill brought me a drink called the "Hurricane". I tasted of it and god was it strong and sweet. If you have ever been to the Big Easy and had a "hurricane", you know what I mean. After a few sips you kinda get use to the sweet taste. I can even think back as I type this and remember the sweet,sour taste. And it will kick your tail fast, I know. I sipped a few swallows and I began to feel a warm feeling inside and high as hell.

I wanted to get out and mingle like the rest of the people. I told Bill lets go walk. He was all for that because he knew I didn't have any underwear on and you could see through the dress if the sun hit you just right. We walked out of the hotel into the hussle and bussle of Bourbon Street. I immediately began getting attention as I walked down the street. I sipped on my drink and quite honestly, didn't give a rip if people could see through it or not. Hell this was New Orleans, this is where you can do what you want.

As we walked and met people the guys especially turned around as we passed them and checked it out from the rear. Some of them even hollered "DAMN" or some such remark. Hell so what, that was the fun of it all. Let it all hang out. I wanted to see Pat O'Briens, so I told Bill lets go there. The place was packed. When we went in from Bourbon Street, we walked in to a alley way that led to a garden area with tables and chairs and a water fountain that at night had gas flame in it. It was very pretty when I saw it later at night.

When we walked into the alley way, people turned an looked because they were not sure if I had on anything under my dress, because like I said during the day you couldn't be real sure, unless you got the sun hitting the dress at the right angle. Undoubtable the sun was hitting me right because all the guys were really looking. We couldn't find a place in the court yard, so we went into the place, where there were some piano players, playing old songs with the audience singing along. I really like some of the Jimmy Buffet songs.

The only place to sit was at the bar and it was crowded. We had to sit where there was a lot of foot traffic. People were constantly coming up to order a drink and while they were standing there, I got a chance to talk to other people. I talk a lot when I start drinking, and I had about drank half of my "hurricane". It was making me drunk as hell. Several of the guys that was standing around talking kept looking at my dress and I am sure wondering, "Does she or doesn't she?" Well I decided to satisfy their curiosity and swiveled on my stool to face them. My dress came up to about mid-thigh or maybe a little higher when I stood and when I sat down it was even higher than that. When I moved on my stool to face them I caused it to go up a little higher so you could see my pussy without any problem. I talked to them as if I was total unaware my pussy wasn't staring them in the face. It was humorous in a way to talk to them and their eyes would dart from my face to my pussy. I knew they were loving it. I decided to push it a little futher, so I purposely caught them looking, and looked down to see what they were looking at. They thought the game was up, but instead of covering up, I looked at them and smiled and opened my legs so they could see it better. They just rolled their eyes, like I don't believe this.

I know they were nervous, with Bill being on the other side, but he was singing and not paying any attention to us. I reached over to one of the guys and felt of his dick right there in the place. Bill didn't see me nor did anybody else. The guys all moved around so they could see and also let me feel of their dicks. Eventually, the guys got bold enough (drunk enough) to turn the table on me. They got close enough to me that they could reach up my dress, which didn't cover my pussy anyway,and feel of my pussy. Each one of them fingered me on the bar stool in Pat O"Brien bar. They went back to their table after that, and in a few minutes, some of their friends came up one at a time and took a look and a feel. This went on for a while, until Bill got tired of sing and decided it was time to go. Now that was wild. I later told Bill about it and he just laughed, and he said no way. I told him I did it almost the whole time we were there.

We walked back to the hotel, and as we got close to it some guys on the balcony were hollering at us. It was the same guys Bill had talked with below our balcony when I was standing there with no panties on and had made the comment about the "nice looking pussy". They were giving him the thumbs up sign. He smiled and waved and we went in. When we got to the second floor some of the guys had spilled out into the hallway waiting to see if we came up. When we did they were hooping and hollering about that foxy bitch. We again just smiled and went in our room.

It was getting a little later in the day, and everybody was out on the balcony. The guys were out on their balcony waving at us (me). I waved back and they went nuts. They motioned for us to come down, but we shook our heads no. They kept this up for a while, but we didn't want to go, so we kept saying no. Finally one of the guys asked if he could come down and Bill said yes. He was down in a minute knocking on our door. Bill answered it and he came out on the balcony with me to talk (and look). He was a good looking dude himself. His name was Roger and he was about 6'tall and built good. I didn't even mind him looking at me as we talked, I really enjoyed it. Hell I was getting horney just talking to him.

The group of guys he was with were navy pilots from Mississippi, and I am sure if they see this story are going to freak out because some of them were paranoid about having this wild time. Tail-hook scandal had just broken a few months earlier and they thought everbody was out to get them in a compromising situation. They were giving a bachelor party for one of their buddies and they were getting him real drunk. They were going to get a girl to come in a dance and strip for them.

Bill sorta shocked me when he said "hell, Roger, Joddie would strip for you and not charge you a dime". I just like stared at Bill with a look, like are you serious? Roger picked up on it fast. He said "Bill, no shit, would she really strip for us?" Bill looked at me and without even hesitating he said, she not only would, she WILL strip for you. I thought, "oh, shit", it going to be a wild night. When Bill has a drink or two, he gets too horny and has me do all kinds of shit. He looked over at Roger and said "Roger, you want to see what she looks like under these clothes?" Roger couldn't get the words out fast enough, "HELL YEA, MAN"

Bill and Roger got up and took me by the hand and started to walk in to the room and I saw Roger give the guys one the other balcony a "thumbs up" sign. When we got inside the room Bill looked directly at me and said, "take your dress off for Roger". Roger was dying. He was so excited he was about to bust. I did just exactly what Bill said to do and moved the straps off my shoulders and let the dress fall at my feet. There I stood butt naked in front of a man I had just met only a few minutes earlier. If I had been sober, I probably would have been embarrassed, but since I had just about finished the "hurricane" I wasn't very shy. The alcohol was doing its work. I must admit, even if I say it myself, I have a good body and like to be seen. Roger couldn't hard contain himself. "MAN THAT IS BEAUTIFUL, MAN I THINK I A GOING TO DIE". He went on and on about my body. >From the looks of his pants he was about to die. His dick was making his pants stand out because he was swelling up.

Roger was beside himself. He began to rearrange himself down below his belt. I know it had to hurt because it was trying to stand tall. Bill and Roger just looked at me for a few minutes and Bill finally said "Now that is a nice looking pussy, now that it is naked". Bill told Roger to see if I would be good enough for the guys to strip for. Roger immediately said, "Hell yea, man". Bill then said, "Roger, I really think you personally should check to see if she will be ok". In other words Bill was telling him to feel me up. Roger caught on and told Bill he was right, he did need to check.

Roger walked over to where I was standing and took the back of his hand and lightly rubbed it on my breast and down my stomach. He then firmly gripped by breast in both hands and massaged them to see if they were firm. He made the comment, that those were some of the nicest tits and nipples he had ever seen. He said they looked like they needed a mouth massage, and began licking the nipples until they became hard. Sure felt good.

Bill asked what he thought about the body and whether he thought it would be enough to arose the guys at the bachelor party. He thought it would, but he needed to check my pussy's slit to see if it was pretty enough. He pushed me back on the bed and got down beside the bed at my knees and opened them so he could see my slit. "Damn beautiful, not one extra bit of loose skin". "Perfect tight lips, just needs to be kissed". He then proceed to kiss my pussy and drive me nuts. He told Bill, the pussy was pretty, but the hair was really in the way and he suggested we get rid of it. He thought the guys would love a completely shaved pussy at the bachelor party. Bill said, "you are perfectly right, it does need to be shaved off."

Roger and Bill lead me to the bathroom and sat me on the sink counter top and got his razor. Bill told Roger he could have the honor of the shave. I didn't have a lot of hair anyway, because I always, always shave my lips and just leave the hair on top and that I usually have trimmed short. Roger ran the water and got it warm and wet my pussy. He got some shaving cream and rubbed it all over my pussy hair. After he rubbed it in real good, like 5 minutes or so, he took the razor and began to shave it. I sure was nervous about all of that, especially when he began to open my lips to get the hair around my clit. It felted good, but scary at the same time. After he finished he took a glass of water and washed my pussy off. It really looked naked now. I hated the way it looked, but Bill and Roger went on and on about how sexy it looked. It just looked naked to me.

They took me back in the bedroom and lay me down and told me to open up my legs so they could see. I did and I just heard both of them sigh, "Damn nice looking naked Pussy". They both lay down beside me on the bed and felt of my pussy. They took some baby oil and rubbed on it so it wouldn't be irriated by their hands. They felt of my clit and each pulled back the pussy lips on their side and open it so they could see into my pussy. They massaged the clit until I was so hot. Bill and Roger did it together. One with his fingers on the clit and the other with his fingers in my pussy. I wanted to Cum, but Bill said we had to get ready for the party.

Bill got Roger to call down to their room and see if they wanted a stripper for free and you could hear them without the phone, yelling bring her on. I got up and started to put on my dress and Bill said you don't need that. I asked him how I was going to get to their room and he said, "naked". "You want me to walk down the hall naked to their room?" Bill said,"That's it, its New Orleans, remember?" I was nervous about doing it, but he insisted, so I went to the door and opened it and stepped into the hall nude. Naturally people were coming down the hall, when I stepped out. Two girls were coming out of their room and saw me. They asked me where I got the cute costume and laughed. Bill and Roger heard them ask me about the costume, and Bill said he bet each one of them had one just like it. They said they did, but didn't wear it out very much. That just turned Bill on and he asked if they wanted to come down and see me get fucked? They were shocked he said the f word, but before they could say anything, he told them the guys were having a bachelor party and Joddie was part of the party. He told them they were having a strip tease and then a gang bang. They were welcome to come a join in or just watch.

I was just standing in the hall listening to that crap, and really got mad they were talking about me like that. I was also mad at Bill because I knew he was trying to get the girls to come down and fuck him. I decided then and there I would show Mr. Bill what for. I thought the girls would say no, but to my surprise they said they would love to watch, but not to join in.

I knocked on the door and the guys opened the door and I walked in naked. They almost all flipped out, when they saw I was naked, and had walked down to their room. I was a little drunk and a little pissed at Bill and said, well you've see the strip show, now I am going to fuck every last one of you in this room. I want every guy to get naked and if the chicken shit girls want to they can get naked too. They said no way, they were going to watch.

I don't have any idea of how many guys were in the room, but I would quess there were at least 10 guys, Bill, Roger and the 2 girls. The guys shucked their clothes as fast as fast could be. I became a little demanding and told them, I wanted to suck their dicks. I sat down in a straight back chair and told all of them to come up and let me suck them. I opened my mouth and sucked each one of them for a few minutes, until I decided someone else should get a turn. I sucked them, but didn't suck it long enough for them to get off. I then got up and went to the bed and lay down on and said, lets go one at a time. I lay back and opened my legs and let the first one crawl in between them. I opened by pussy with my hands and let him slid his dick into me. I fucked him for a few minute and he came in me. I don't normally let guys fuck me without a rubber, but these guys were navy guys, so I felt safe with them. He came in my pussy so the next guy didn't have much problem sliding his dick into me. He fucked me a little longer than the first guy, but came in a few minutes also. He also came in my pussy.

I took all the 10 guys and each one came in my pussy. When the last one got up from between my legs, I opened them for the girls to see the cum. They just looked and smiled. I knew they were enjoying the view. I asked Bill and Roger if they wanted some. Bill said he did, but wanted me to suck him off. I motioned for him to come over and he sank his dick into my mouth. He pumped and pumped me until he let his load go. I caught every bit in my mouth and decided to have some fun with the girls. I got up and walked over to the prettiest girl and grabbed her and gave her a full kiss in the mouth with my tongue. I expected a fight from her, but she kissed me back with a reverence that blew my mind. We exchanged Bill's cum and she slipped her hand to my wet pussy and felt of it. Now damn, I was surprised. I ran my hand over her body and I could sense she was as hot as she could be. I pulled her clothes off there on the spot, with all the guys clapping and cheering. When she was naked I pushed her to the bed and went down on her. She tasted so sweet and wet. Her friend by that time was naked also. She joined us in bed and we fingered and sucked every opening we had. The guys justed watched. The girls didn't want the guys they wanted me and I was giving them all I had. We fucked for 20 minutes or so and we brought each other to an orgasm. The guys just cheered.

The guys by this time were ready again. One of the girls was her knees eating me when one of the navy guys slip behind her and sunk his dick in her. She protest, but he wasn't going to give up. He ramed her and she gave in. I knew the girls had to be gay lovers, but tonight the guys were going to get a chance to try and change their minds.

Roger motioned for me to come over to the other part of the room and see him. He had his dick in his hand, playing with it. He asked if I would suck him off and I dropped to my knees and with a few good sucks he was pouring cum into my mouth. I went to the bed and lay down. Those guys that were not fucking the two other girls came over and started playing with me. I just lay there and let them take me as they wanted. I would fuck one and then another would take his place.

I know I had the wildest time ever. If you think this isn't true take trip to New Orleans and see.

You can e-mail me at joddie@start.com.au with any thoughts or where I can meet you.