Halloween Masquerade Ball
It was the kind of event one could never forget. The Halloween Masquerade Ball was highly exclusive; access only granted to those who held a coveted invite, and must arrive masked. As I drove through the intimidating iron gates, I felt my breath catch in anticipation. I could see a figure cloaked in the shadows of the doorway as I approached. He silently inspected my invite and pointed me inside with an authoritative nod.
The interior of the mansion was awe-inspiringly grand. Not a soul in sight, everyone hidden behind their elaborately ornate masks – it created a mysterious erotic energy that left me wanting more. I grabbed a drink from a waiter and made my way deep into the party. Everywhere I looked there were sultry silhouettes dancing in the darkness, each equally as captivating as the last. Then suddenly I understood why they had chosen such an isolated location for what this masquerade ball really was – a secret hook up club, where you just needed to know the safe word and your wildest desires would come true.
My adrenaline was pumping as I attempted to slip away unnoticed but before I could make it out of sight, I felt the unexpected caress of a strong hand on my shoulder. When I turned around, my eyes locked with a handsome mystery man whose mask partially obscured his face – he seemed to be radiating an inviting heat that had me enthralled. His voice echoed desire when he whispered ‘Stay…just one more drink’ – against my better judgement, I followed him back into the depths of the masked ball.
THIS DARK MYSTERY MAN COULD SEE THROUGH MY SOUL
He could sense my inner desires as soon as we entered the debaucherous masked ball, where couples openly indulged in saucy acts of all kinds. I had been to a masquerade before but this was something entirely different – wives and husbands watching their partners fuck other people, men and women getting off with members of the same sex. Lesbian encounters didn’t faze me too much, but the thought of wild orgies were overwhelming and made me quiver with fear and arousal.
He quietly held my hand as he guided me around the party, introducing me to all sorts of kinks and pleasures that I had never experienced before. As he spoke, his hands roamed freely up and down my body, sending tingles of pleasure coursing through my veins. This hot young man seemed to know exactly how to make an older woman blush with delight. His deep voice uttered words that sent shivers down my spine, until I could barely remember my own name let alone the safe word he had warned me about.
Before I knew it, I was on a couch with a mysterious stranger straddling me. He purred against my neck that I could stop at any time – all I had to do was whisper the safe word. But then his tongue found its way between my legs, licking every inch of my sensitive pussy with expertise like no one else ever had before. Moans fell from my lips unbidden as they begged for more; I completely forgot the safe word or why I would ever need it.
A LITTLE DEVIOUS SECRET HE WAS WITHHOLDING
Then he laid me back on to the velvet couch and I felt his hard young dick slide inside me. His thrusts were like thunder, setting my entire being alight with desire and pleasure. I came so hard that I was shaking! But want to know the craziest thing? He knew me! Not only was he younger than me, but he was also my best friend’s son. The truth didn’t come out until way down the line, and that story is for another night. Let me just promise you this: you will love it too. For now, I’ll leave this tantalizing sex story here.