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- Joan d'Blon's
-
- When I was 18, three of my friends and I decided to go to New
- Orleans for the Mardi Gras. During our drive from Dallas, we
- went through the bayou country and early in the morning came
- to the town of Opelousas, La. The fun began when we stopped
- for a red light in the heart of the central business district.
-
- Tony Magneto, a street wise merchant marine, was with us and
- he rolled down a window and spoke to an elderly gentleman in a
- car which was stopped adjacent to ours. Tony asked him, "Where
- is the local whorehouse?"
-
- I nearly died of fright and was sure that we would be
- arrested, but to my surprise, the Cajun laughed and gave us
- directions to Joan d'Blon's.
-
- Somewhere along the way we got lost and asked an old black
- gentleman with a long white beard if he knew of Joan d'Blon.
- He slapped his legs and cackled and pointed us in the right
- direction. At this juncture, we knew we were on to something
- great!
-
- His directions led us across the tracks and down the bayou.
- We drove up to a large rambling house situated in a copse of
- live oak trees covered with Spanish Moss.
-
- Upon entering, we found ourselves in a large room with six
- sofas lining the walls and there was a juke box in one of the
- corners. There was an alcove to one side and when we went
- inside, we found a bar. A huge guy with a police badge on his
- chest and a revolver on his hip asked us what we wanted.
- Tony said, "We want to fuck!", and the bartender said, "You
- came to the right place, let me call my wife, Joan."
- Joan, a blonde, came in and led us back to the living room.
-
- Joan (Joan d'Blon) then called for the girls. A bevy of 12
- women came into the room wearing attire that ranged from
- evening gowns to bras and panties. There were blondes,
- brunettes, and redheads. They were young and mature, skinny
- and chubby short and tall, shy and outgoing - and every one
- of them were sexy as hell!
-
- Joan told us to dance and to talk with the girls and to take
- our time in making our selection.
- Well, let me tell you, this was no prom dance! In addition
- to their provocative attire, each of the girls
- were more than willing to cleave their bodies to ours and to
- say lascivious things to us that we had never heard from the
- lips of girls.
-
- We changed partners frequently and with each new girl, I got
- harder and harder until Sally reached down and grabbed my cock
- and said, "Oh good, you're ready! Let's go fuck!"
- She led me to her room and undressed revealing a 36-26-36 body
- and her pubic hair was shaved into the shape of a heart!
- She undressed me and then checked out my cock.
- Sally told me that while she had many clients each day, she
- always tried to enjoy the first one before she became sated.
- She laughingly asked me if I minded doing a 69 with her. I was
- very naive and told her I didn't understand. She explained and
- since I had once kissed a teenage friend's pussy (and liked
- it), I said, "Sure!, let's go!"
-
- After bringing each other off, we relaxed a minute while she
- told me how she got into this "fun" business - but that's
- another story for another day. We went on to make love again,
- this time with her getting on top of me.
-
- That was my first experience with the girl on top and I loved
- every delectable moment of it! Afterwards, Sally used some
- warm towels to wash us off and then gave me a shot of brandy
- to put the lead back into my pencil.
-
- I floated out of Joan d'Blon's that day and finally made it to
- the Mardi Gras but I never matched the thrill of that
- marvelous day in Opelousas!
-
- I did return several times, but each visit would be a story
- unto itself and I may recount them if there is any continued
- interest.
-