The Second Annual Masquarade

Frank

This teddy bear liked dancing with Heather. When she looked up at me I just melted. I almost came again - right there in my pants as she snuggled in close to me. I reached up and lifted her mask enough to gaze at her pretty face,and then I kissed her and asked if she would like to do some dancing upstairs.

I wanted to be her teddy bear and have her hold me and cuddle with me
 
Heather

He pulled her close, and kissed her. It was a weird sensation, She knew from the husky scent on him where he had had his face. But at the same time it was very erotic, and not to mention rather naughty. She smiled a little. She wasnt expecting him to lift her mask either. That startled her just for a moment, her frown appeared.
"Are you peeking sir?" She said it lightly, almost teasing. She wasnt mad, but a little shocked he seen her face. It didnt take but a moment for her to grin broadly about it too.
She stepped closer to him and whispered into his ear..
"Do you like what you see Teddy Bear?"

She smiled and turned on her heels, walking out of the ballroom.
She wasnt sure if he followed her or not, she would have to wait and see. Once she entered the hallway again she looked up and down, before turning the opposit way she went earlier with the Marshal. She walked a few steps in that dirrection, and stopped. Turning slowly around to see if he was following her.
 
You are doing a fine job Madam...simply say the word and I could get a bit more of anything if you wish..

*he softly grinned in a cheschire kinda way. his voice taking on a slightly sultry quality..*


Does m'lady wish for my attentions?

*At the word of attentions he seemed to bulge harder and bigger, his manhood itching to be released from the cloth prison which contained it...*

OOC: SO Sorry this took so long, my computer damn near crashed.
 
Wendy

I curled up on the couch, feeling rather satisfied. It didn't bother me that Frank was now dancing with someone else -- quite a change from earlier in the evening, when I had felt like smacking him just for looking at the serving wench. Now that the edge had been taken off my sexual hunger, I was calm enough to accept the fact that everyone here was free to pursue whatever pleasures their hearts desired. And that freedom -- I perked up when this realization hit me -- extended to me too.

I decided that I would take a breather and then try to find a new partner. Settling back on the couch, I slid my hand between my thighs and began playing with myself, just to keep the fire stoked. As I watched the other couples dancing, their bodies moving to the erotic beat of the music, my fingers quickly became wet. I shivered from the sensations -- and then shivered again when I suddenly had the feeling that I was being watched.
 
Frank

As Heather turned toward the door, I was right behind her. I had my eyes glued on her backside, looking forward to having a better look when she was out of that cute little dress,butnout of ther corner of myeye I caught a sight to behold.

There was Wendy on the couch, leaning back with her eyes closed and her legs spread, pleasuring herself to still another orgasm! And right out in the open too! No doubt one of the guys would be right there to accompany her and I wanted that for her. I wanted everything fir her, that special "friend" whomI have loved for quite a while, and really enjoyed tonight.

But, I kept right on going and when Jeather stopped out in tye hallway and turned, there I was, about 3 feet behind her, and ready to take her into my arms again for another kiss.

She smiled, and I did, and then holding hands, we started loking for a place to hide and nest
 
Marshal Thor

....after a brief nap in my 'office,' I awoke - recharged and refreshed. Heather was long gone. I dressed, carefully, in my marshal's costume, and 'sashayed' out, down the hall, to the ballroom/dining salon. The smell of leather mixed pleasurably with the scent - ever so faint - of sex. As I walked toward the bar, my eyes swept the room. Lovely Merelan - our hostess - was dancing with an equally lovely partner. They were busy, so my eyes continued around the hall. There were still pockets of uninhibited sexual play around the room - although it had thinned out quite a bit since Heather and I left for my 'office.' As I looked about, I paused. The woman who was dressed as a cat was sprawled on the couch. What caught my attention was her hand - moving at the juncture of her legs. Her costume was very sensual - right down to the cutouts that allowed a pair of very hard nipples to protrude. Although I could not see well, I suspected that her hand covered a similar cutout. 'Merelan, you have outdone yourself,' I thought. A passing waiter eliminated any need to go to the bar. I leaned against the wall, waiting for the drink to return, and - I admit - intrigued by the blatant sexuality of the 'cat' masturbating in full view..............
 
Emma

She could feel the outline of his cock nearly jump beneath her, and she flushed pink as she absorbed his quiet strength, and let her imagination run wild.

"Attentions... attentions... yes please... dear god, yes..." she mumbled sultrily, leaning forward to kiss him once more. His lips were hard against hers, his tongue sweet. She felt as if she could devour him, and she wanted to be taken by this rogue, carried off and devoured herself in turn. She moaned softly into the kiss, writhing in his lap, her aching warmth uncounciously seeking to be penetrated.
 
"Kiss me, please."

I groaned. Yes, she was asking me, me? Yes, to her I must seem the bold and wild one. Inwardly I laughed, if she only knew. I still was so shy, so timid to push people.
But kiss her? Yes, oh yes.
My lips grazed her neck and gave little licks. DFinding her earlobe, and whispering as I continued to kiss and lick at her.
"You taste so good my love. The perfect dessert."
 
Heather

"where to go.. where to go.. hmmm let me see here." She scanned the hallways. Sure there was plenty of rooms they could easily hide in, but she didnt feel like hiding. She smiled very brightly, for she had a real naughty idea. Two feet from her was this table sitting against the wall, with just a flower vase on it. Heather walked over to it. Picking up the vase carefully, she set it down on the foor behind a display. Something carved in wood, she didnt stop to really look at it. But she could have sworn it was a carving of an orgy. She didnt kick off her heels, she didnt take off her dress, instead she turned on hopped up onto the table. Her eyes gleaming wickedly, she unbuttoned her dress and spread it open. Her eyes keeping contact with the Bear.
"Well are you going to come.... a little closer? Or do I have to sit here all by myself?" Her voice was flirty, but it was also very heavy laced with innuendo. She was still on fire for more sex, uninhibited sex. And out in the hallway was a perfect spot for now. Besides anyone coming and going from the ballroom would see them. This made her grin broader. She felt her little devil horns growing. She predicted by 5 am she would just be walking around naked and not bothering with the costume.
 
Frank

The table was just exactly the right height, probably planned for this purpose, I thought, as I strode toward her and knelt on the floor between her spread legs.

In an instant her juices were superimposed over those already dried on my face, as it was buried in her crotch. She tasted different, but equally delightful, as my tongue searched her inner folds and swirled around and explored.

She just leaned back and let me enjoy her tastes and smells, and quite quickly she reached a nice loud sighing and then screaming orgasm. I looked up at her face, now without her mask, and saw the beauty of her pleasure. I stood and dropped my pants in front of her, and approached her with my cock pointed right at its target. When it arrived, I also kissed her again and shared her tastes with her, and our tongues met and played as I entered her. Gently, at first, and then almost violently I thrust into her and soon I came, while still we kissed and held each other.

We heard sounds behind us, and I thought there might be voyeurs, but never slowed as we fucked right there in the hall, and no matter what might ever come later, I knew then that I had found another lover I would never forget, and would always want again and again and again.
 
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Heather

Her heart was pounding, it was always refreshing to have an orgasm rock you from head to toe. She kissed Frank back, nipping at his lips now and then, thrusting her tongue into the depths of his mouth. Her nails lightly raking up and down his chest, as she felt the last of his thrusts.

Leaning back against the wall she worked on catching her breath and slowing down the pounding beat in her chest. She watched as he pulled back up his costume, she leaned forward recieved a kiss on her lips, nice and softly, and he was gone.

Heather buttoned up her dress and hopped off the table. Walking back down the hall way to the bathroom once again. She had a weird habit of being clean. Stripping down in the bathroom, she removed her mask and set it on the countertop. Kicking off her heels, she stepped into the shower. Slowly she soaped herself, washing thuroughly. Her damned nympho self was still aching a little, she sighed and wondered why she was still aching. Her hands roamed down her body, stopping to tweak and tug her own nipples. Her eyes closed and her lips parted as she gasped a little from the sensation. Moving down, her soapy fingers reached her clit. Slowly she rolled the little nub between her finger tips, before pressing a little and making circles. Her hips moved back and forth slightly, her moans echoing off the shower walls. The hot water ran down her front, now and then rolling its warmth over her clit before snaking away to run elsewhere, her body shivered now and then. The tile wall was cold to her body, but felt wonderful at the same time. her finger picked up pace, setting her foot up on the side of the shower stall, she moved her other hand down. Her other fingertips went to work on her lips. Lightly brushing back and forth, probing just a little now and then. Her hips still moving slowly, now ground into her hand. She was close to cumming.. She had to slow down. She stopped all movement and just stood there in the shower.
 
Dawn growned at the touch of Merelan's soft lips on her skin. Every nerve ending was alive and her inhibitions were shattered.

She instinctively snaked her arms around her indian maid and returned her kisses, tentatively. Merelan's hand caressed her taut ass as they continued their erotic dance.

Dawn raised her face and looked into Merelan's eyes. She felt herself being drawn in by their depth. Both women were breathing laboriously and their chests heaved against one another. Dawn moved her face closer and soon, their lips met. This time, shyness was not a concern for Dawn. Their mouths tasted one another hungrily, sweetly, with passion.

Merelan's hand glided up Dawn's abdomen and cupped her breast. She was pleased to find an erect nipple.

The women remain entangle in the lustful kiss for several moments, and only one knew exactly who was watching.
 
Jesse:

I could only moan in response when one of them nestles himself between my open legs, taking full advantage of my lack of panties. Consciously working my legs onto the back of his shoulders, my hips start to buck slightly as my pussy receives the attention it has sought the entire day.

The other waiter does not waste time either, moving to where my head was, and slowly but surely inserts his cock once more into the warmth of my mouth.
 
ooc: Im not gone either. Just busy lately. ^^
IC:
*Damn...he thought as her passions increased dramatically....I am -good-...and he couldnt help being carried away in her passions, he growled in her ear and bit at her soft earlobes, speaking soft nothings into her ears, and pressing her lithe and beautiful form against his...he purred into her ear and whispered*

My lovely statue...today you shall be more than admired from afar...should we retire to other quarters or shall we display our passions for all to behold?

*It wasnt a tough choice, but who knows? She mighta been a showoff. and he was just fine with that...wherever, he was becoming more and more enthralled with the idea of having her..&
 
Ven as we kissed I felt the others watching us, which stimulated me even more. Her tongue timidly exploring my mouth. I inhaled and could smell her. The music changed, something more upbeat. But we simply swayed stilled, our bodies pressed against each other. My hands on her ass, wanting her to want me, as much as I was feeling. i broke away and blushed.
Realizing we were the center of attention to some of the others, though from what I coudl see a few had gotten busy themselves.
 
Heather

She climbed out of the shower, an hour in there was long enough. Drying and redressing, She fixed her make up and replaced her mask. Slipping her heels on, she made her way to the ballroom once more. She stopped at the bar long enough to grab a drink, and walked in. People were everywhere. She seen Merelan was dancing still, teddy bear was watching a lady on the couch. And the Marshall was too. Smiling she walked over to a quiet corner and sat down.

A waiter brought her another drink and hovered at her side. She wasnt sure why he was there, but she didnt mind. He was nude, and real nice to look at.
 
BY THE POWER VESTED IN ME BY THE AWEFULLY MIGHTY SNOW DEMONS, I COMMAND YOU THREAD!
TO LIVE!
LIVE!
LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!
 
Dawn

Dawn looked at Merelan. Her face flushed, her lips slightly parted. She raised her hand and grazed Merelan's cheek. Dawn felt utter disappointment and was feeling as though she were not on solid ground. In fact, she was quite dizzy!

"Are you okay? Was I ummmm okay?" Dawn asked sweetly in hushed tones. Her eyes searched Merelan's for a reaction. Her heart raced whether a residual pounding after intimacy or whether an indicator or her current anxiety, she wasn't sure.

Then, Dawn felt eyes upon them. She dared not look as she was terribly embarrassed.

"Oh!" she cried.
 
Okay? Was she okay? What? Then I saw her blush, deep. She had not known the people were watching us. Trying to pull away she stammered. but i held her hand tightly.
"No you don't, my precious fawn." Pulling her tome, her no longer reesisting, but shaking her head back and forth.
I laid a hand on her cheek, softly.
"Do yuou really wish to run away from me? From all the beauty and passion inside you? Haven't you always wondered, known there was more to you. Something special locked inside?" Leaning in I kissed where my hand had been.
"You were more then okay. You are a dream come true for me." Letting go of her hand and taking a step back.
"You are more then just this though, more then a sexual partner, a play thing. You have hidden depths you have only fantasized about. But you must want this too." Then I stood, knowing I had opened myself up for rejection. but it was only fair to her. Thor had re entered the room too. My eyes met his as he stood against the bar. Then I looked back to her.
 
Marshal Thor

.....as I leaned against the bar, immersed in the palpable sexuality in the room, my eyes caught and met Merelan's for a brief moment. Unspoken communication flashed back and forth...I smiled to myself........
 
Heather

She watched the play around the room. The cat was stroking herself. Merelan and another were dancing. The Marshal looked very interested in the ladies, and She sat here enjoying the show.
She needed a breather, and her drink for now.

There were people here and there, alot of waiters, kind of hetic on the outter edges of the room, and slow inside in the center. This was interesting to watch. Heather glanced around and then sat back. looking up the wall at some of the paintings, she noticed something a little odd. Standing she walked to the corner or the room, still looking up. There was a camera up there! It wasnt very large, and barely noticable. She walked back and picked up her drink, this time slowly scanning the ballroom. She was sure where there was one, there was more. She just might have to go look around that bathroom, the Marshal's office and a few other places to see what was up. Kicking off her heels, she set them under the chair she was in. And slowly walked around the room. Looking at various artifacts, and paintings.
 
Dawn, so appropriately attired as the prairie school teacher, stood before Merelan. Her eyes filled with unshed tears and her bottom lip trembled. Merelan's words touched her deeply, mirroring thoughts and feeligns that she had long since hidden away in the dark recesses of her marraiged.

Her bodice had slipped down during the dancing and Merelan could see the outer edge of her dark areolas. Dawn saw Merelan's eyes take in the sight with appreciation and lust in her eyes. She also saw the tenderness and understanding there that she had longed for for such a long time.

"How.... How...How did you know?" queried Dawn. Merelan held her hand out, barely raising it above her thigh. Dawn reached for her, sighing as their fingers laced.
 
I felt like a school girl when she tok my hand. Almost giggling. We turned and walkd to the bar, towards Thor. Hand in hand. He didn't comment, didn't have too. I had seen the look in his eyes.
"Well Marshall. What brings you to town?" trying not to sing the words, wanting to be there with everyone, wanting to be with her alone.
 
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