Hi! Long time lurker, first time sharing 🙃
Living in New Orleans, Mardi Gras is the best season of the year. Everyone is in a good mood, drink in one hand, beads in the other.
Being invited to someone else’s family party is normal, but also seen as being accepted. It was no different when my boyfriend (at the time) and his family invited me to their spot for a parade on a Friday. I was leaving to go out of town that night, so it was a perfect way to say goodbye for the next few days.
About halfway through the parade, I (5’8” with 30FF tits, small waist, and a bubble butt) tell my boyfriend (6’3”, lean with a muscular build, and an abnormally large cock) I need to pee. So we leave his family along the parade route to find a porta-potty or somewhere to pee (most businesses don’t let you use the bathroom during Mardi Gras for obvious reasons).
After finding and using the bathroom, I tell him I don’t want to head back just yet. I’m feeling tipsy and frisky and want to walk around a bit. He doesn’t know what I’m feeling so he takes me by the hand and we walk down the street, avoiding crowds as they walk the other way toward the parade.