Thank you for your support for my
journal therapy regarding my marriage to Amanda. Here is more on the games that we played. Like
when we went to Mardi Gras in New Orleans. Amanda decided to make a contest out of it. She wanted
to see who could get more beads, her or me. I protested because it was mostly guys giving beads to
women who flashed. They wouldn’t do it for me. Amanda countered, "No, silly, the guys may start out
with the best supply of beads, but who do you think ends up with them." I still thought it would be
like trick or treating other trick or treaters at the end of a Halloween evening. But, I learned
that times like this were pointless to argue about, because Amanda hangs in the battle, long past
being worth it, in order to stay right. So, by the time Fat Tuesday rolled around, she turned a
favorite old pair of my jeans into essentially a pair of chaps, with the pant legs held to the belt
band around the sides. This left me exposed front and back. To allow me to walk with her down the
street and in the crowd, she had me to wear a Nehru type jacket, which buttoned all the way up the
front, which just ended below my crotch, when dong and the boys were hanging down at parade rest,
and which had slits up the sides to about my belt. Amanda, who could catch anybody’s eye even in a
burlap dress, wore sky blue hot pants to show off her athletic legs and a sleeveless yellow
sweatshirt with a swish logo in red across her upper chest with the slogan "Just do it", only the
"it" was crossed out and "me" written in, across her breasts in black. The bottom was cut off so it
ended just bellow her breasts if she were to sag them forward. Without a bra, any ten year old or
younger could feast their eyes on two bonerfied wonders of the world. Now I ask you, how can a guy
compete with that? We stood next to each other and tested our uniforms in the mirror. We tested
ourselves, and we tested each other’s. One problem was abundantly clear to me. An erection of her
nipples was nothing for her to deal with compared to an erection for me. No matter to her, of
course, so out we went. The party had been going on without us. We walked into the crowd and
allowed ourselves to be swept up in the current. We were greeted by friendly strangers everywhere
we turned. Amanda turned heads and got propositions right and left. tits were periodically flashed
and cameras flashed tits periodically all around us. The excitement, the evening air wafting my
genitals, and the sexual tension of the partygoers was giving me a tenting in front of my jacket.
As we walked about, the friction of the material across the tip of my cock was keeping me
constantly aroused. Amanda’s excitement was noticeable as well, but it just added to her overall
sexuality. We explored and got the lay of the land before ducking into a café to finalize the rules
of our game. Amanda suggested we split up and walk down the opposite sides of the street, cross the
street a few blocks down and see how the other is doing, then continue back switching sides until
we met back at this cafe in two hours to count up the spoils. That wasn’t going to work, I
protested. This wasn’t going to work at all. If I were to walk with Amanda, we would be surrounded
by nothing but men only interested in coaxing Amanda into flashing. Hell, I’d give her my beads if
she flashed me on the street, and I know her. If we were to walk separately, no women would think
to have me flash them. I doubt gays would think to have me flash them either. In fact, if I were to
flash anybody on my own, I might end up in jail or just plain beaten up. "Then come with me
Darling. We’ll work something out as we go along." Amanda said as she gave my cock a quick rise
with her hand, slipped out of the booth, and looked at me amused as I slid out following her,
flashing her my crotch and squeaking my bare butt on the vinyl. Within a few minutes, it was clear
how this was going to go. Amanda would flash her tits to her crowd, then she would flash me to the
crowd, sometimes giving me a rub to keep me hard and on edge. She would attract the beads and I
became her beast of burden to carry them. I was the side show and she was the main event. It was
like we were partners in the effort, well okay, she was the owner, and I was her pet. Things
progressed in this vain into the evening until we ran into another couple where they were both
flashing as well. Some guys were just, frankly, following Amanda wherever we circulated. So, as we
approached this other couple, we kind of brought an entourage with us. The other couple were
entertaining a group around them with teasing and antics which got Amanda’s competitive juices
flowing.

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 She took me by the cock and pushed our way through the crowd and pulled me up alongside
the other man who had pierced nipples and a piercing with a ring on the underside of his cock just
behind the head. He actually had a wrap around pastel print skirt, a bikini type top of the same
material with holes cut out to expose his nipple rings, jewelry, make up and a wrap around his head
matching the rest of the outfit. The women exchanged glances (purrs and growls. . .hssst!) and
started playing to the crowd with their playthings. To look at this guy I felt sorry for him until
I saw some of myself in his eyes. There wasn’t much time to bemoan my future because there was
competition in the air. First the other lady flicked the man’s nipple rings with her tongue to
cheers from the crowd. Then Amanda unbuttoned my jacket down the front to my waist, slid her hands
in around my body, and sucked on my nipples while sticking her buns of steel back into the face of
the crowd. When she would swing it side to side, the crowd whistled, cheered and reached out to
touch it. Then the woman held the man’s skirt open, hooked a finger in the man’s cock ring and
pulled, lifted and jiggled it to everyone’s amusement. Amanda responded by petting my balls and
cock under the front flap of my jacket tail bringing my groin teasingly into view for those low
enough. It was evident that she was getting the crowd behind her when some in front bent over to
sneak a better view of her ministrations. When the crowd started chanting, "Skin. Skin. Skin. . .",
she stood behind me holding the front flap up, looking back at the crowd for their reaction under
my right arm as she turned me around 360 degrees displaying my hairless crotch for all to discover,
gawk at, and comment on. The lady was getting a little perturbed by the crowds’ favoring us, so she
pulled her saggy large breasts out of her top that matched her man’s outfit and let the material
hold them up and out. She started to masturbate him with one hand while she pinched, squeezed, and
otherwise menaced his nipples with her other. She would bend over occasionally showing her thong
covered ass to the crowd on one side while she would lick the head of his cock with a slutty
expression for the crowd on the other. Amanda, not to be outdone, not wishing to wait for the cops
to bust us for this lewd behavior, and knowing my responses like a book, had me hold up the two
flaps with my hands, spread my legs, and not to cum until her signal. She stood to the right of my
front, put a hand to work on my butt, put her other hand to work on my nuts, spread her legs to
shoulder width apart, bent at the waist with her legs and back straight and started to lave my cock
head with her tongue. The really crude ones in the crowd fought to get over to my right side behind
Amanda to take in her smooth, strong, athletic legs, butt and breast bottoms on display under her
top. Hands on both men and women started going for their own tits and groins or the tits and groins
of their neighbors. If a cop were to break through the crowd to witness this, any arrest would have
caused a riot I’m sure. Amanda waited for the other man to cum in his lady’s mouth, for the lady to
swallow it, and for them to receive the appreciation from the crowd, before giving me the signal to
go for it. She switched to my left side, crouched down like she was going to do the limbo under my
cock, held up her top completely exposing her perfect tits to crowd for the first time, and batted
the underside of my balls with the tip of her tongue. I started to get into a telltale lurching
motion then she switched to the underside of the tip of my cock. "Holy shit! What an arc I got on
that baby." I thought, pleased with the results of the incredibly intense orgasm. With all of the
noise and commotion at our location, the crowd had swelled. We ducked our way through the crowd and
out of the fray luckily in just the right direction to avoid the cops, that had arrived to
investigate the disturbance. We went running and laughing hand in hand until we couldn’t run any
more, stopped, leaned our butts up against a building, hands on our knees, and caught our breaths
together. When we both regained our composure, we looked at each other, and burst out laughing
again as we "high-fived" our hands. Well that takes care of you tonight, Sweetie. Now how about
me?" Amanda said, grabbing my forearm and pulling me to the curb. "Oh taxi! (Whistle) (wave). You’d
better have some energy left Big Boy. The night is still young." She said to me with her usual
determine tone. If you play a game with Amanda, its always better to be on her team.

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