With the "business" finally all taken care of, I can now tell you all about the thrills and chills of Hurricanes and Hand Grenades. If any of you have ever been to the Big Easy, there is no doubt that you have either tried or heard about the famous Hurricane. THAT was the Kat's choice of beverage for her stay in the sleazy, sexy town.
I must say, that this intoxicating beverage has a way of going down easily, as one cannot taste all the booze is this conCOCKtion. They taste like ice cold fruit punch...and what a punch they pack. Red passion fruit mix, lemon juice, and rum make up this drink, and after just a few, not only do your toes being to tingle, so does every other part of your body!
Since New Orleans does not enforce an open container law, drinking in the streets is allowed. So while taking in the sights, smells and sounds and sipping on my 4th Hurricane, and teasing my man with my newly obtained feather boa, I danced my way into the Tropical Isle bar, where a great band was playing. We bellied up to bar to order another cold one, when one of the band members grabbed my waist and began singing and grinding against my ass. Feeling his breath on my shoulders, I could do nothing but grind my ass right back into his groin. When they finished the song, he came up to the bar and ordered my man and I a special drink. The Hand Grenade.
Now not knowing what is in it, I was a bit leery on trying it. The recipe is secretly guarded, however, it is said that this conCOCKtion is made with 100% grain alcohol. It's a neon green color and does not look very appetizing, but we figured 'what the hell' and slammed it down.
HOLY FUCK ME HAZEL...WARNING...DO NOT DRINK MORE THAN 3!!
or you will definitely be on your ass. (as I was) Thankfully, my man only had one, as he was drinking his usual whiskey based beverage. I however, was feeling more than fine. I was feeling every male ass in the joint. Including those of each band member that I had the pleasure of singing and dancing with. My nips never had so much playtime in one evening.
Feeling a more than a bit intoxicated, I also began to feel a bit guilty about leaving my man at the bar. But my guilt quickly changed to happiness, when I saw him slamming down another hand grenade with a hot red-headed cutie in short shorts and a skimpy halter top! Can anyone say threesome?!
Upon completion of the dance with the band, and every part of my bod tingling, not to mention a undeniable wetness between my legs, I noticed the red head and my man wiggling their fingers at me to join them. Now you all know me...how could I resist an offer like that?!!!
Red, as I called her, ordered two more of the neon green Hand Grenades. My man passed on another one, as he wanted to make sure that we could get back to the hotel without crawling or getting arrested for some obscene gesture I might (and probably would) make! To my surprise, Red took the 2 shots, and instead of downing them..she poured one all over her chest and the other one all over mine. The music began again and while she wiggled her small tight body against mine, she began licking the sweet conCOCKtion off my chest and breasts. I, in turn, felt compelled to oblige and lifted her small, pouting breast to my lips. MMM..sticky, sweet and soft. What a delicious mouthful!! In fact, I invited my man to take a taste, which of course, he did not shy away from.
Anyone could tell that the 2 of us were now in prime, intoxicated shape. Red excused herself to the ladies room as my man and I gyrated against each other, which of course, after all the titty play, was making me extremely horny. All I could think of was hiking up my little skirt and having him go down on me. He sensed this reaction, grabbed my hand and led me out into the fresh night air...while teasing and tantalizing me every step of the way.....before I knew it, I was laid upon the hotel bed, my warm, moist legs straddling his head, while he brought me to the long awaited ecstasy the evening of Hurricanes and Hand Grenades produced.
After that, don't ask me what happened. I could have fucked a goat in Jackson Square and wouldn't have known it. These 2 intoxicating beverages will make you do things that are illegal in all 50 states, so if you ever have the intention of visiting the "Big Easy", take my advice and take it 'easy" on these 2 beverages, or you may end up like Red, soft, warm and sticky, but passed out on a bathroom floor!
Till next time...keep your mind open, (and your legs too) and your heart full!
Kat
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