Laura and Ace
Copyright © 2026 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 30: ¡Hola, NOLA!
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 30: ¡Hola, NOLA! - [Completed 7/1] Ace and his girlfriend Laura are on the way to his parents' annual month living in a nudist camp. It has all the amenities including swimming and sports, but the real attractions are after dinner, where campers meet and party together. Nobody under 18 is permitted in camp, so maximum freedom exists behind closed doors. Ace worries he won't be able to stay limp and follow the camp's public rules. But Laura has plans for regulating him.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Consensual Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Sharing Wife Watching Incest Mother Son Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Orgy Swinging Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports BBW Big Breasts Hairy Nudism Violence
Iris piloted us down US 90 toward the city of New Orleans. She described her elderly Nissan Altima as her “Japanese Shitbox,” but to me, it was a luxury limousine. Tina snuggled into my shoulder, and that was everything I wanted. Even better, the A/C dealt with the outside heat and humidity. Summer in Louisiana, after all.
In spite of the short notice, I found two rooms in a small “boutique” hotel for us. It sounded perfect and fit my budget. Once we arrived and saw the rooms, the women just about swooned—and not from the heat.
“You’re spoiling me?” Tina asked. Iris was looking around the hotel room.
“Hell, Tina, Ace is spoiling me! This isn’t too expensive, is it?”
I laughed.
“Nope. We’re here to have fun, and we might be out late in the evening because of the afternoon heat. Let’s follow the Mexicans’ example and have a siesta after lunch. We’ll get back together at four and start exploring.”
“You think after you treat me this way I might want to have sex with you, Ace?”
“Tina, if you won’t, I will. He’s too cute and sweet to be neglected.”
“Easy there, Iris. I’m trying to worm my way into Tina’s heart.”
“Ace, you idiot. You’re already 90% wormy. Don’t screw it up.”
“And you are my delicious apple,” I responded, smiling.
Tina said, “Let’s ask the con ... the conshe ... the lady here where we should go for lunch. I hear Creole and Cajun food is good.”
“I promise, I didn’t ask Iris to drive us all the way here to find a Waffle House.”
The concierge had a couple of suggestions for us, and she described one as being a great choice for tomorrow’s breakfast, so that’s where we went.
Returning to our hotel, we cheerfully banished Iris and settled into our own room. Tina wriggled out of her shirt and turned her back to me.
“Free me from this awful contraption. The only thing worse than wearing a bra around town is not wearing one, because they get sore being unsupported, and men can’t stop staring as they wobble.”
“It’s unfair that such beauty can cause you pain, Tina. Oh, these little hooker things ... there.”
“Don’t use the word ‘hooker’ around me, dumb shit. Although I am enjoying the fancy hotel room. Do you spoil your other ladies of the night this way?”
“Certainly not. I take them to the Holiday Inn Express.”
“OK, fine, I’m impressed. Why don’t you take a quick shower while I hang up my clothes, then join me on the big bed there.”
“A very quick shower—I promise.”
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