The Sex Party
She was mysterious, her eye’s held me captive
Taking off my clothes, I watched her writh spread eagle on the bed, moaning in anticipation of what was to cum.
My friend Brian from work gave me an invitation to a sex party that he and his wife attend every month. This was an invitation-only event. It said the dress was formal, and a face mask was mandatory.
I rented a black tux and bought a sleek black Phantom mask. Arriving 15 minutes early, I showed my invitation at the gate. The guard pushed the button, and the gate lifted, allowing me to drive in.
Driving up the hill, the house shone around a curve. Standing high on a hill, it was a mansion. Three stories high, with tall glass windows covering the front entrance. I parked my car and walked to the front door. A man took my invitation and escorted me through a large, heavy oak door.
I stepped through the door into a big room with dark wood accented with red and gold. Behind the bar, the wall was lined with glass panels and shelves. With every bottle of alcohol you could imagine. Along the opposite wall were tables of endless banks of food.
Stepping up to the bar, the bartender in a black suit and a white and black mask covered his eyes and half his face. I asked for a bourbon, he poured it and handed it to me immediately. Turning and scanning the room, taking it all in, I saw Brian and his wife, Shiela, sitting at a table having dinner. I sat down at their table.
“I didn’t recognize you, Keith. You clean up well,” laughed Brian.
“Don’t mind him, you look handsome in your tux, and the mask is perfect for you. Grab a bite to eat. I have someone to introduce you to,” said Shiela.
I grabbed a plate, filling it with luxurious exotic foods. With my belly full, I wondered where the sex was. Shiela brought a gorgeous young woman to the table.
“I would like to introduce you to my friend, Jade,”
Standing immediately, I took her hand in mine, kissing it softly. Her cheeks blushed, our eyes met. She was wearing a low-cut, thin silver gown that hugged all her glorious curves. Her long dark brown hair cascaded around her shoulder. Her gray mask laying across her button nose, only showing her hazel eyes.
“Nice to meet such a beautiful woman. Would you like to dance with me, my dear?” I said. I offered her my arm, she wrapped her arm around mine as I led her to the dance floor.
Slipping my hands around her petite waist. She threw her arms around my neck, her head nuzzled against my throat. I pulled her body against mine, feeling her hips sway to the music.
The sensuous smell of her hair and the feel of her body in my arms, her breasts pressed firmly against my chest. I kissed her forehead, she looked up, and our eyes met again. They were dark brown pools of chocolate with flecks of gold. Her eyes held me captive.
She kissed me, her tongue brushing along my bottom lip, making my cock twitch, a fire burning in my loins.
“Let’s go somewhere more private,” she said. I nodded, and she took my hand, pulling me down a dark hallway, only lit by candlelight. We passed several rooms. I could hear the sounds of passion, moans, and groans coming from behind the closed doors.
Pulling me into an empty bedroom, she closed, and locked the door behind us. Taking her in my arms, kissing her plump red lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. My cock was rock hard, pushing against her stomach, yearning to enter her hot cave.
Unzipping her dress and sliding it off her shoulders, her pert breasts were bare. Caressing and squeezing her firm breasts, she moans as I clamp my mouth around her hard nipple.
“Cuff me to the bed and have your way with me, please,” she begged in a whisper. Pushing her gown off her hips, I laid her on the bed. Cuffing each ankle to the bed with gray fuzzy cuffs, then each wrist.
Taking off my clothes, I watched her writh spread eagle on the bed, moaning in anticipation of what was to cum.
Laying on top of her, kissing her passionately, continuing to kiss down her body. Kissing her mound through her white lacy panties, she hunched her pussy up toward my mouth.
I slipped my fingers under her panties, running them down her moist lips, teasing her. She moaned loudly in desire.
Ripping her panties off her slender frame, she cried out as I buried my face in her cunt. I licked, lapped, and sucked her swollen lips, tasting her juices. Plunging my thick fingers deep inside her slick entrance, pumping them in and out of her. I took her clit in my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue around it.
Her moans became louder, her body shook as she came hard. Straddling her stomach, laying my cock between her breasts. I squeezed them around my shaft, fucking her tits, her tongue licking the tip with each thrust.
Needing to feel my cock in her hot mouth, I shoved my length down her throat. Fucking her face, she gagged on my length. My cock started to quiver, knowing if I didn’t fuck her now. It’d be too late.
Laying between her legs, running my cock between her wet lips, she begged me to enter her.
“Please, please… fuck the hell out of me,”
I slipped my cock into her cunt, balls deep. We both groaned as I entered her.
“Yes… Yes… Yes… Give it to me,” she demanded.
Pounding her pussy, I railed her hard. Her walls clenched around my shaft each time she orgasmed. My cock was throbbing, and my balls tightened, feeling the intense tingle deep inside. I shot my hot load deep within her in reams, pumping until I was empty.
I uncuffed her, and she snuggled beside me, laying her head on my chest. We basked in the afterglow, knowing the night was still young.
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