Spin the Bottle

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

Not content this night to stand still, I move about the room. The fetching young woman in black who entered just after me draws my attention. Her glass of champagne has brightened her face and brought out her beautiful smile.

"Good evening, Miss," I say with a smile. "What brings you out on a night such as this?"

 

[Guest]

O`Hara

Fingering the rose the butler had handed her when she first came in she responds with a playful lilt to her voice. "Yes indeed Malcomb, I wonder what they have in mind for tonight? This castume party is going to be a truelly remarkable experience."

Looking at the men who just entered. One was dressed in a revolutionary war officer he looked charming to say the least. The other a loin and looked a peacful as a kitten.

Smiling, I look to find the kitty and nod at her subtly.

 

[Guest]

Malcomb

Approaches the cat woman, downing the last of his wine. "I'm a big fan" he quips trying to catch another drink. He obseves the petite woman looking his way.

 

[Guest]

The General

After retrieving his scotch, the general casually observes the on goings of the ballroom. He takes notice of the lovely people before him. O'Hara, the catwoman, The golden woman, the woman in the Black mini. Being a guest for the first time, he does not want to be too foward to these beautiful people. He walks around the room, his sword and scabbard at his side, swaying with each step of his muscular legs. He politely asks the cat woman " My dearest kitten, is this seat taken?"

 

[Guest]

a fiery emerald gaze is cast over her shoulder as the man approaches, her smile radiates the hidden portions of her face and she laughs lightly in her whimsical laughter. Her finger curls into his empty wine wineglass gathering some of the crimson liquid that lay on the bottom on the pad of her finger and suckles it into her mouth before speaking. “A big fan are you? You must like pussies very much”, a wink of her golden lashes.

Her gaze then turns to the gentlemen with the scabbard looking up hearing the deep timber of his voice, again she smiles. “No Sir it isn’t, please sit”

Her gaze scans to the woman in the black mini and she smiles and nods then seeks out Scarlett with a wink

“Please sisters come join, and gentlemen too. And why is no one dancing?"

 

[Guest]

Portia

I smile back at you Charles and respond "a night filled with romance and excitement for starters". Have you been here before?

 

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

I have mixed and danced with so many and yet it is early yet. Taking a breath from the dance floor I step over to the bar to refresh myself.

"Excuse me," I say to the most polite and attentive barkeep. "I was to meet with one of our hostesses tonight, and was wondering if she had left a note for me?"

He nodded and retrieved a letter, hand written on fine white linen paper. My hands trembled with excitement as I opened the note ...

 

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

Turning to the lovely young woman, I replied with a smile.

"Yes I have been here before. It is a most wonderful place. And you?"

 

[Guest]

Malcomb

"Why yes I do, especially when they come wrapped in fine Italian leather" he replied noticing the swell of bodies around him. He sees the petite woman chatting with Charles, he tips his refreshed glass his way. He looks at Scarlett, majestic and devine. The egyptian woman mysterious. Yes what an evening.

 

[Guest]

portia

No, this is my first time here given the opportunity to meet all of these fine people. I just turned 19 and stole the invitation from my very attractive older sister. I hope I won't get anyone in trouble being here tonight? Just looking for a little fun, glancing in the direction of the pretty kitty.

 

[Guest]

The General

"Why thank you Madam" as he removes the scabbard and leans it against the burgundy velvetted sofa. "I must say, this is a fine costume ball. To be surrounded by such lovely people, it is my honor to have been invited." He sits slowly next to the cat woman, close enough to catch a whisp of her aromatic skin. "My dear, if you are alone this evening, it would be my pleasure to accompany you to the dance floor."

 

[Guest]

purr

she laughed softly hearing Malcomb. “A man who knows his leather is a friend of mine”. She sees his gaze drift and looks to Portia hearing her and smiles. “all are welcome here darling, we have one rule, “Enjoy yourself”

She looks to “The General” and her delicate hand lifts and is place in his as she slowly stands and smiles. “It would be my pleasure Sir”

 

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

"No, my dear you needn't worry," I remarked trying to reassure the lovely young woman, although judging by the mature way she carried herself, she scarcely needed my help in boosting her confidence. "I think you will find your evening here will open your eyes a bit wider."

She smiled sweetly in the direction of the beautiful kitten. I noticed that Scarlett was sending some tantilizing looks my way.

"I hope you will excuse me, but there is someone I haven't yet said hello to and I certainly don't wish to be rude. Perhaps we can exchange notes before the evening is concluded."

As we parted, I remembered the words on the note.

 

[Guest]

O`Hara

The bartender moves to my side and whispers into my ear.
"The note has been delivered my lady. He is one at the bar dressed as a lion."
"Thank you."

I peer at the lion who looked as if he was utturly engrossed in conversation with the lovely lady by his side. Wondering to myself is I should interupt him or not. Deciding that I really wanted to keep this prearanged date I move grafully to the bar and whisper is his ear.

"Your hostess has asked for you to join her if you still want to." Smiling sudeuctively up at him waiting for his response.

 

[Guest]

Malcomb

He watched the kitty dance, graceful beauty. He noticed the young girl was now alone. He moved to her purposeful and confident. She seemed to notice him. He asked "Could I ask you to dance?" extending his hand out to her.

 

[Guest]

portia

I reply to the handsome Malcomb, I would love to dance with such a fine man!!! Pleased to finally get your attention. I have alot to offer you know. Charles couldn't see it but I know you can. I take off my mask so that you can see my beautiful hazel eyes and now I've really got your attention....

 

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

"Excuse me, Miss Scarlett, but you look good enough to eat!" I said gazing into the sparkling eyes of this ante-bellum mistress.

"I was going to refill my wineglass, but perhaps first you would honor me with a dance?"

I slipped my hand expectantly around her waist, the soft emerald cloth of her frock and the stiff corset barely able to conceal the warm supple body beneath.

 

[Guest]

The General

Her movement was that of a playful kitten. Shy, yet observant as she danced to the classical dark music. After the dance ended, he thought to himself how delicate her hand was. Delicate like a kittens paw, soft, yet flexible. He thought of his hand on the small of her back, how tender and firm her skin was. It was then, he started feeling the tremble in his body, the pulsing in his knickers. The bulge he could not hide.

 

[Guest]

Malcomb

Now now child put your mask back on. Yes you are truly beautiful, but you must observe the rules, he said as he admired her form, the slender legs the whisp of a waist, the innoscent yet passionate eyes. He led her onto the floor, she spun gracefully for him. He caught her waist and brought her closer, he towering above her. He caught her scent as well "What ever is that scent you are wearing?"

 

[Guest]

"With pleasure." Laying my head upon his shoulder I feel safe within the cocoon of his arms. As he twirls me around the dance floor my heart starts to pound, my breaths begin to shorten and none of it is from the dancing but from the alluring man that showed up in a loins costume.

 

[Guest]

portia

That wonderful scent you are noticing is "dune", glad you like it!!! Ok I guess I can't take my mask off can I but when I looked into your dynamic eyes I had to do something extreme. I was going crazy, hope you didn't mind. I am grabbing your nice ass right now and it feels so good. I know you can imagine my pussy is really wet, I know your cock is really hard too.......hum.....what shall we do..........

 

[Guest]

The kitty

her body pressed to his as his large hand ran to the small of her back, her head resting gently on his shoulder as the music’s tone became more severe. Her emerald gaze drew to Malcomb. Then she felt the General’s hand run down her slender arm then down the curve of her bare back. Her luscious and deadly body pressed to him, her gaze drawn down his muscled form and to his crotch where she saw the prominent bulge that had been rubbing across her bare belly and she smiled looking up at him, that angelic voice purring. “Are you ok General?”

 

[Guest]

Charles, The Lion

"I must say that you look breath-taking tonight," I say, my arms pulling Scarlett closer to me.

As we whirled about the dance floor, her fulll hoop skirting flowed about her like lovely emerald waves, her burgundy curls swirled about her face, framing the pale ivory mask and bronze colored lips. Her smile was beguiling and her movements so light and graceful. Of all the women at this special ball, I knew at this moment that this was the one I was meant to be with. There were so many other beautiful people here, exotic costumes, fanciful flights of inspiration, but this beauty was here with me and the others seemed to melt away.

"I must also say that I am very glad I came tonight!"

 

[Guest]

Malcomb

Well, looks like we got a live one here. He kept dancing, growing aroused by her forward approach. He looked across at the kitty, their eyes met. He had to look away.
Portia, as aggressive as she was, was quite the sexy lady. Hair whispy across her eyes, alluring neckline and fabulous body. He caressed her face, softly his stiff cock rubbing her belly as they danced. "Beautiful scent for a most beautiful young lady" he said as he clasped her waist with both hands, allowing one hand to roam to her firm sexy ass.

 

[Guest]

"I am so glad you are here tonight as well. Would you like to share a glass of fine Berdeaux with me?" As the dance wore on everything else melted into the night. It had been a good idea for the costume ball. I haven't felt so innocent in such a long time. This rugged professer had my undivided attention and I wasn't complaining.

His arms moved around my back and carressed the bare skin there. His touch sending shivers up and down my spine. I shiver slightly not from the cold of course.