Masquerade (Erotic Story Excerpt)

She’s always found ways to spice up her marriage on Halloween….

One night while Robert was at work, I let my fingers do the walking so I could see all the fun people were having at the club. There were photos of people having the kinkiest sex I had ever seen, and stories about how much they enjoyed going there, gaining pleasure from being with their partners, strangers, and regulars who went to parties hosted by the club. I imagined some seedy establishment, so riddled with STDs that you couldn’t even sit down without wrapping your entire body in a condom. But people commented on how clean the club was, how professional the staff was, and how the atmosphere was upscale and classy and comfortable.

“Maybe Robert is on to something,” I thought as I looked at more pictures of strangers having sex. My nipples shot right up. I massaged both of my tits with one hand, while running my fingers over the crotch of my pants with the other. I had always imagined that people who frequented these clubs were the last people you’d ever want to have sex with, but they didn’t look like perverted trolls to me. Most of them were average, but some of them were actually quite attractive. But even looking at the people I didn’t find physically attractive made me hot because of what they were doing. They did their thing with such wild abandon, not worrying about what people saw or what they thought about what they saw. They were completely in the moment, enjoying themselves, giving and receiving pleasure in ways that maybe they couldn’t in their day-to-day lives.

And I was completely in my moment too. I took off my clothes, carried my laptop to the bed, and continued perusing the club’s site until I found something that really piqued my interest — a live sex show right from The FlyTrap.

I took off my clothes, carried my laptop to the bed, and continued perusing the club’s site until I found something that really piqued my interest….

I have no problem watching porn, but I’ve never gotten into it the way Robert does. To me, it’s way too polished and it seems way too fake for me to enjoy. But this was different: These were real people having real sex in real time. I’d never seen anything like that before. When I got a good look at what people were doing live as I was watching them, I got so horny, it felt like a geyser had been turned on between my legs. I gently rubbed my pussy while watching a woman being fucked from behind. She wasn’t the type of person I would’ve thought would go to a place like that. Her face was so angelic and sweet; she looked like someone you’d see at choir practice, not at a sex club. And her partner wasn’t so bad either — he didn’t look like a movie star, but who does? He was a reasonably attractive man who I was sure had no problem getting laid outside of The FlyTrap.

Plus, he had an amazing cock — bulging, throbbing, veins completely popping out, turning purple and about to explode all over her. You could see the look of ecstasy on her face whenever his cock slammed into her, and she moved her hips back to meet him every time. Although there wasn’t any sound to the videos, I could imagine the noises of their bodies slapping together as they let out animalistic grunts and moans for everyone around them to enjoy.

My excitement continued to trickle between my legs and I reached to get my favorite dildo from the bottom drawer of my dresser. I continued watching them as I plunged my toy in and out of my drenched pussy, and imagined what his cock would feel like inside of me. I imagined he was fucking me from behind as my husband watched and salivated at the sight of his wife getting fucked by a complete stranger, in front of a roomful of more strangers. I writhed my hips and fucked myself with the hard, huge plastic cock. I was so into it, I didn’t even hear Robert come home.

I don’t know how long he’d been standing in the doorway, but I didn’t notice him until he dropped his briefcase.

“Hi, honey,” I said, continuing to work on myself and watching the couple having hot, sweaty sex on my computer screen.

“What’s going on?” Robert asked, walking toward me as he undid his tie.

“I was just….”

I imagined us sweaty and naked in that club.

I couldn’t even finish the sentence. I was too busy watching the man squirt all over the woman’s back, and when he was done, he started licking it off.

“So I see,” my husband said, hanging up his suit in the closet and taking off his underwear. He moved toward me, grabbed the dildo out of my hand and put my laptop on the floor. His cock was ready to go and I was certainly ready for him.

He rammed himself inside me, and I closed my eyes and thought about us doing it in front of a roomful of strangers — and looky-loos on the Internet — and just not giving a shit who saw us and what they thought about us. I wrapped my legs tightly around his ass, and used them to draw him deeper and deeper into my wet, aching walls. His sledgehammer pulverized me harder and harder, and as I imagined us sweaty and naked in that club, I dug my nails into his back while an orgasm rose throughout my body. Robert got that look in his eye that I knew all too well, and I wanted him to do something he had never done to me before.

“Come on my belly,” I moaned. “Please, shoot on my belly.”

I watched Robert pull his cock out of me as his thick, white stream of satisfaction squirted all over my stomach. I thought about being in the club, having someone just like me at home watching us and getting as turned on as I had been.

Robert cuddled up next to me, grabbing a tissue from the nightstand to wipe my stomach. “What got into you today? You never asked me to do that before.”

“I know. I never wanted to do a lot of things before. But maybe you were right.”

He kissed my neck gently. “Right about what, Cyn?”

“Right about doing…you know…new things.”

I grabbed my laptop and showed him the live sex show I had been getting off on.

I kissed his chest, and worked my way down…..

His eyes danced and a big smile plastered his face. “Really?”

“Really!”

“You’re into it now?”

“I’m warming up to the idea. I guess you noticed that though,” I laughed.

He took me in his arms and planted a huge, wet kiss on my mouth. “That’s awesome, Cyn! What changed your mind?”

“Well, I’ve been looking into it and it doesn’t seem as seedy and horrible as I originally thought. But…I’m still a little…I don’t know….”

“Nervous?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, I don’t want to open the door to something that’s going to ruin our marriage. I don’t really want to bring other people into our relationship.”

“I don’t either! I don’t want strangers in our relationship any more than you do. This is just about doing something different that we can both enjoy. But our relationship is still ours and nobody else’s. That’s never going to change and nobody’s going to get in between that. It’s not like I’m suggesting we have an open marriage or that we move in another couple or anything. I’m not interested in any of that.”

“But what if you start fucking some chick there and you start to, I don’t know, really fall for her or something? I don’t want this to turn into an affair. I don’t want to lose my husband to some bitch from a sex club. How fucking humiliating would that be?”

Robert held me tightly. I could feel his heart beating fast against my chest. “You don’t have anything to worry about with that. You are, have always been, and will always be, the love of my life. I’ve been in love with you from the moment I saw you staggering across the room at my frat party.”

I smiled. “That is love, isn’t it?”

“Hell yeah! And if going to The FlyTrap makes you uncomfortable, we won’t do it.”

“Well…they do have their Halloween party coming up. I figure if there was ever a time to experiment, it would be our favorite day of the year.”

I couldn’t believe I was actually thinking about this, much less giving it the green light. I sighed, thinking about how it could possibly open a door that shouldn’t be opened, and conjure up things that shouldn’t be brought to the surface. Once you do something like that, there’s no turning back.

“What’s the sigh for, Cyn?”

“It’s weird, that’s all. Plus, I saw a lot of women having sex with other women there. I don’t know if I can do that. I don’t even know if I can go through with having sex with another man. I don’t think I want to do it with another woman. I don’t think of women that way.”

“You don’t have to. I don’t plan on doing anything with another man.”

“I guess I’m afraid. It seems like this came out of the blue. We’ve never even fantasized about that with each other before.”

“I know. It’s just I’ve been driving past The FlyTrap every day on the way to work since it opened. When I first saw it, I thought the people who go there must be crazy. But then I did what you did.”

“You went on their website too?”

“Yeah, when you were out shopping one day. Did I whack off that afternoon!”

We both laughed. He rolled over on his back and I rested my head on his chest. “If I don’t feel comfortable, you won’t make me stay there will you?”

His sledgehammer pulverized me….

“Of course not! You can say no to this at any time. Going there isn’t so important to me that I’m going to upset my wife over it. If you change your mind five minutes from now, or five minutes after we’ve gotten there, that’s cool with me. At the end of the day, making you happy is all I really care about.”

I smiled and reached my hand down to start rubbing Robert’s balls. I took his cock in my hand and stroked it gently. “Well, that’s not all you care about, is it?”

He chuckled, and his cock extended in my hand. “I suppose not. But you’re the main part of it, I swear.”

I kissed his chest, and worked my way down, licking his stomach, until his cock eagerly greeted my hungry mouth. I opened wide and took the entire thing in my throat, squeezing my cheeks around his thick dick and bobbing my head. He reached out and grabbed me, gently pushing my movements up and down his hard shaft. I hadn’t been sucking him off for more than two minutes before he came.

“I guess you really are excited about this,” I said, after swallowing a huge load of his come. “I wonder how you’re going to react when we actually go there.”

“I wonder how you’re going to react when we go there!”

It turned out, what we thought it would be like and what it was actually like were two totally different things.

Want to find out what happened when they went to The FlyTrap? Check out Masquerade for the rest of the story.

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