The Second Annual Masquarade

Marshal Thor

"Bend.. me over Marshall..."

My hips were painfullly sore from our pelvic bones clashing - again and again. Her words cut through the sexual fog that had enveloped me. I broke the kiss and slipped out of her... No words seemed to form on my lips. Rather, my body was on autopilot. I gripped her at the waist and, with a strength I did know I had, flipped her over on her stomach. She pushed herself up on all fours as I gripped my cock and guided it back into her sex. Her passion was unbridled, unrestrained, uninhibited. As I slid inside her velvet tunnel, I planted one foot firmly on the cot and grabbed her hips and began the dance again. Our bodies were so wet with juices and perspiration we were as slick as seals. Heather's full breasts hung down, swaying erotically with each powerful thrust. I mounted her like a rutting bull - slamming my shaft in and out....in...out....and in. As my thrusts picked up speed, I could feel my balls slapping her at the bottom of each stroke. My hands slammed her back on my shaft.....impaling her. Wild....animalistic........

As I thrust my hands wandered....the thumb of my right hand began to tease her clit... as my cock plundered her body.......I could feel the tightness in my groin.....Her moans were lost in the sound of our bodies meeting - time after time.
 
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Wendy

It gave me a little thrill of satisfaction to shove the serving wench off Frank’s lap and take her place. As I settled in, I was shaking all over, so much that I was sure Frank could feel it. I had no idea what had come over me, but I kind of liked it. I was behaving like a true wanton, and it was as fun and exciting as I had always dreamed it would be. I glanced around and saw that many of the other guests and servants had succumbed to the erotic spirit that pervaded the room.

Frank had two fingers in my pussy and he was twiddling them around in such a way as to make my head spin. I wiggled in response to his actions, squirming on his hard cock and sighing with the lovely sensations that spread through my body. I pumped my hips, rubbing myself against him just like a cat. I did everything but purr.

A sheen of perspiration broke out on my forehead and I gasped as my pussy spasmed around his fingers. “Oh god,” I muttered, holding tight to Frank’s shoulders as I shivered my way through a lovely orgasm. Frank chuckled and continued to work his fingers until my shudders subsided. My head dropped onto his shoulder and my sides heaved as my breathing slowly returned to normal.

When I could speak again, I raised my head and looked him in the eye, grinning. He winked at me and offered me his fingers which were soaked with my juices. I took his index finger into my mouth and sucked on it as if it were a miniature cock. My tongue flicked and lashed all over the finger until every drop of juice was gone, and then I slowly slid it out of my mouth.

My eyes locked on his and a wide, teasing smile spread over my face. “Banana cocks are nice,” I purred. “But they’re no substitute for the real thing. I’ve got a craving for the real thing. Think you can help me out?”
 
Merelan:
"There is someone watching." My mind still in a spin from our kiss, the sweetness of the cherry adding to the tenderness of her first female kiss. Shaking my head.
"There is no one but you and I. The universe is ours." Then pulling her close again, I nestled her head and mine together and started to sway. Her body molding to mine like a second skin. Yes, Master had been right. her entire nature was one of sensuality, of pleasure. Why had she denied it?
 
Heather

With the mask on it was too hard to turn and look at him pounding into her. Gripping the edge of the cot, she slammed back into him. The sound of skin hitting skin was deafining, the moans added to it, the pace steady and hard. Her breats bounced with each hard thrust, and she still wanted more. She ground her ass, rubbing her clit against his fingertips, and her wetness on his shaft. Moaning, she arched her back.. pressing backwards into him. Her heart shaped ass shoved into the air. She grew even more aroused.
Her loins tightened once more, ready to explode into a million pieces, she was fighting it.. just a little longer, she didnt want this pleasure to end. She would wait as long as possible.
She could feel their combined juices running down her inner thighs, she let go of the bed post and ran her hand down her leg, coating her finger tips with it. She reached between her legs and slid her fingers next to his, spreading the juices on his hand and herself. Moaning, she slammed back into him. Her ass,stinging from the contact, added to the pleasure..
 
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*-my- she was a strong one, nearly pulled from his chair, he steadied himself, and took a bit of command, moving her subtly over so she was now practically sitting on his lap. He purred quietly against her lips, unable to help himself in that prospect. He pulled a hand of his own around her neck, and pressed her lips closer to his, his eyes glittering wickedly with so many thoughts of so many things. Finally she broke the kiss. and he grinned, whispering*

You are -quite- the kisser m'lady.
 
Marshal Thor

........the pure sensuality of her hand...touching mine...and spreading the juices over both of us was almost enough to cause me to explode. I turned my thoughts to my company's balance sheet.....anything to prolong the moments.

I moved my free hand around to join the other two. I slathered my own palms with juices and then reached up, gripping her swaying breasts - one in each hand. I began to rub the juices into them - almost like a warm oil massage. Then I squeezed....gently and then a bit harder. I captured her nipples - diamond hard - and pulled and teased. I rode her mercilessly, pulling her onto my aching cock. My shaft felt as thick as a telephone pole as I pistoned in and out of her body.

'Ohhhhhhh, fuck....ohhhhhhh, my god," I moaned.
 
Heather

groaning, she pressed her chest down into his hands, her nipples ached to be tugged. Her face was sweaty inside the mask, her hair sticking to places. They slipped against each other, his cock harder and seemed to grow longer, trusting in and out of her rappidly. her muscles wrapped around his cock, the milking motions starting again. Shaking she pounded backwards harder, her teeth clenched, her breath hissing in and out between her teeth. She was ready to cum once again.
"Oh! fuuuuuck... Here it comes Baby!" Her pussy tightened hard, nearly shoving his cock out of her completely, her stomach tightened up and her legs. Hot streams of cum shot out of her exsposed lips, coating his cock and stomach. her nails dug into the bed, she stopped all motion for a moment, pressing against him. Then in a wild frenzy shoved back into him again, over and over. trying to ease the ache. It felt so good hard and deep.
 
Frank

I brushed the dishes aside and sat Wendy up on the table. Nice as the ice cream pussy had been - delectable in fact - it was much too cold! I had a nice hot one here to enjoy, so I did. She sat in front of me with her legs spread, leaning back on her hands behind her on the table.

I dove right in and ate my dessert properly,using no hands, just a very warm and willing tongue up in her, swirling it around just as my fingers had done a few minutes earlier. Sudenly she emitted a loud shreik, and came again. While she subsided from her high, I shook myself out of the important parts of my teddy bear costume, and inserted myself into that hot pussy of hers. Just a few pumps and I came too, and she came with me again.

With her legs wrapped around me, my cock in her, I carried her over to one of the conveniently provided couches, and fucked her some more, this time slowly, tenderly and lovingly, just as we had done in the past, but oh so long ago

It was wonderful to be with my sweetheart again, even amidst a group of people most of whom were doing the same thing.This time it took a while for me to reach an orgasm, but she had several and we both knew this was just the start of a very incredible evening!
 
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Dawn

Merelan's hands were now on her body as they danced. There was no rythm, only the sharing of space and heat. Dawn had never felt so alive, so sexy before.

Her arms were wrapped about Merelan's neck and she could feel the indian maiden's firm breasts pressed against hers. Her nipples began to harden and she could feel a certain warmth in her most private area. Instinctively, she turned her head and her lips found Merelan's neck.

Dawn pulled back, startled by her own reaction. Then, upon seeing Merelan's face, so tender, so overwrought with arousal, Dawn lay her head upon Merelan's shoulder.

Dawn sighed, "How could something so wonderful be wrong?" she thought to herself.
 
Marshal Thor

.....she was using my cock like a toy.....and then she came.....with a rush.

"Oh! fuuuuuck... Here it comes Baby!" Her body was writhing, twisting, and her inner muscles were squeezing my cock. Her sexual abandon was like nothing I had encountered before..... It was like I imagined the orgys of ancient Rome. I EXPLODED.....as my balls contracted, I pumped what seemed like gallons of cum into her body. I reached...and squeezed her breasts in a paryoxm of passion. I released a breast and grabbed the back of Heather's head and mashed our mouths together. The salty, coppery taste of blood filled my mouth. With several more hard thrusts, I emptied my cum into her......
 
Heather

She growled low in her throat, biting his lower lip as he kissed her. The pleasure/pain was exhilerating. She rocked back into him harder and harder, milking his cock for every single drop of cum. His hand was tugging her hair back so he could kiss her, made her body ache, in a good way. She slowly stopped moving back into him.
"well Marshall.."Her breathing making her chest heave still.. "Are you done interogating me or shall we start again?" She grinned slightly, she was still hot and horny. She reached down between her legs where they were still joined, and used the sides of her fingers to stroke the part of his cock exsposed to her touch. She brought her fingers to her lips and suckled them clean. Then went right back to stroking him.
Her voice near purring as she spoke once more "That was very..mmm good"
 
Marshal Thor

"I think that I have plumbed your innermost depths. I have never had a more cooperative suspect." I leaned back and allowed myself to enjoy the ministrations of her hand. I glanced up at the large windup clock on the wall and exclaimed, " It is only eight...the evening is still young...... And, Heather, that was very very good indeed...."

It occurred to me that we should at least make a pretense of attending the party.....but.....
 
I thrilled inwardly as her lips brushed my neck, a tingle running straight through me. Closing my eyes I could feel her, so close, so timid. Her trembling lessening though as she gave in. My own hands yearning to touch, rip off her clothes, but my mind controlling.
Leading her to the center of the floor. A sexy, Latin beat coming on, still slopw, but the beat suggestive of a prmitive drum beating in a jungle. Our hips started to grind together, of their own accord. My hands slipped down her back, her muscles twitching in response as they settled on her ass.
 
Emma

The ferocity of the kiss left her breathless, and the grin on his face echoed her own smile, which could have been a grin if her lips had not been so sweet. Sliding the rest of the way into his lap, Emma settled herself, lightly wriggling atop the hard bulge beneath her. She leaned in close for another quick kiss, then glanced around the room, observing for a few moments the activity around her.

She turned back to him, rubbing her thumb over the corner of his mouth and then kissing it. She spoke mock-seriously:

"It seems as if we are being the most well-behaved at the dinner table."

She smiled but did not laugh, taking his hand and placing it along the curve of her waist. She leaned into him, nipping her teeth along the underside of his jawline, and her gown slipped down off one shoulder, nearly baring an entire breast.
 
Heather

She slowly eased forward and let him slide out of her warmth. Smiling she turned and sat on the bed facing him. Her hand reached out to lightly brush the head of his cock. Taking a bit of juice on her finger tips, she suckled it off.
"Are you finished with me Marshall?" Her voice still sultry. Her full lips wrapped around her finger smiled. Her hand once again reached out to stroke His cock. a little moan escaped between her lips watching her own hand moving on him.
She didnt want to talk any longer. She wasnt ready to stand up yet, her legs still feeling weak. She put preassure on her feet and felt her inner thighs trembling. ok so not yet.
Her tongue snaked out to lick her parched lips, her eyes still focused on his cock. She was tempted to make him lay down on the bed so she could get a taste for him..
"Well... What is on your mind?" She whispered.
 
Marshal Thor

"Something tells me finished...and you is an oxymoron. However, we should make an appearance at the party. We do not want to seem rude." Nude, we lay on the cot, Heather's hand playing with my now flaccid member. I reached out and stroked the back of her arm..... 'Besides,' I thought to myself, 'if this party of Merelan's is anything like last year, the evening is yet young.......'
 
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Heather

She smiled and stretched. She was able to move now. No longer feeling like rubber.
"You are right, there is a party going on!"
She jumped up and put her dress on, then her heels.
She walked back over to the cot and leaned down, placing a sweet soft kiss on the Marshal's lips.
"Thank you Marshal for the interesting interogation"
She winked at him and walked to the door.
"I'll see you out there, i need to go find a bathroom"

with that said she walked out and softly shut the door, leaving him to himself. Smiling she walked down the hall, peeking into various rooms, until she found a bathroom.

Walking in she found all the things a lady would need by the sink. She locked the door, and stripped down, still leaving her mask on. Stepping into the shower, she quickly washed and dryed. Taking her costume off the rack near by, she once again redressed and took off her mask. She couldnt touch up her make up with that thing on. She looked into the mirror infront of her.She looked very different without the mask, yet the same. She smiled a little, thinking about the time she just spent with the Marshal. her body tingled back to life and her grin broadened. Touching up her lipstick, she put her mask back on and secured it. Her heels were getting easier and easier to walk in too.
"About damned time too."
She winked at herself in the mirror and left the bathroom. She made her way back to the bar and sat down. She hoped her sudden leaving didnt offend the Marshal. She just was not used to a roll in the hay and a bye. So she did what she thought was best and walked out.
"Bartender, may I please just have a coke.. no ice." he handed her the drink and she thanked him. Sitting back she drank it down. She needed to give her body soe moisture. She looked around the Area, she wasnt sure where every one else was.
Maybe even still eating dinner. She lounged back and waited to see what was next.
 
ooc: Sorry for the wait people, it's been one of those days..

IC:
*He couldnt help but smile at her*

Indeed it does..says a little somthing about our company hmm?

*he chuckled now, his voice turning into a half purr at her movements..with his right hand he slipped the dress down a little more, his other smoothing out the left side her dress, and massaging her covered breast softly...his eyes glinted excitement...*

Though i cant complain....I can be just as bad if properly motivated...
 
Emma

She spoke, her lips brushing against his skin. "I'm not a foreward woman..." She paused to roll her tongue over a spot on his neck, then suck on the flesh lightly. "... generally."

Her hand was moving up his chest slowly, feeling every contour of his form. She nipped softly at his skin with her teeth.

"You, sir... are my perfect motivation..." She gasped softly as his hand grazed her pointed nipple.

"What would it take for this woman to motivate you?" she mewed.
 
Jesse:

It seemed to take more than a moment for them to react, but then in unison, they bent over and carried me in their arms - to the nearest bedroom.

"We could be fired for this," one of them said. I stopped for a moment, wondering what was to come next.

"But it'd be worth it," the other said, as they both put me down gently on the bed...
 
Frank (teddy bear)

Wendy and I finished making love. I arose and looked around. No one was paying any attention to our display inasmuch as mopst of rthem had either left the dining area or were similarly involved themselves.

I looked around the room while walking over to the table to get my teddybear pants and saw Heather sitting at the bar, without her mask. She was lovely and I wanted another dance while Wendy either rested up or fopund herself another partner for a while.

We had agreed that we should socialize a bit and get to know some of the other guests, and sonce everyone now kbnew that her cat costume had openings for her breasts and her pussy, she didnt even think she would bother to get dressed again. She just sat there on the couch watching all the action.

I walked over to Heather, and even without cleaning up or washing my face after easting Wendy's pussy, I asked her for another dance.
 
Heather

*note* heather has her mask back on :)


Looking up at the Teddy Bear, She smiled up at him.
"Well we meet again, Good Eve Sir."
She set her drink down and stood up.
"These heels are becoming easier to manuver in, finally. And I would love another dance.. Lead the way"
She smiled and held her hand out to him. She followed him into the ballroom, and stepped closer to him. The music was already playing softly in the background. The moved slowly around the dance floor, he danced with ease and grace she didnt know men possessed.
"So ... How is your evening going Mr Bear?"
 
Was it the drink that made her feel warm and tingly all over? Perhaps the drink made her lose any inhibitions she may have initially had? Or was it this marvelous, exotic, intelligent and sensual woman she was dancing with?

As Merelan's hands rested upon her bottom, Dawn's hips instinctively pressed against Merelan's. They swayed with the latin music, the rythm highly intoxicating and sensual. Dawn closed her eyes and thought, "What the fuck! This is wonderful."
She rolled her head upon her shoulders as she completely immersed her psyche in the sensual music. The women's hips began gyrating in slowly circles in time to the music. Dawn was not surprised by now, that her mound was damp.

She so wanted Merelan to kiss her again, but was uncertain how to make it happen. Little did she know how Merelan enjoyed watching her face as her head swayed to the music. Dawn opened her eyes, poised her lips against Merelan's ears and whispered something.

"Kiss me, please."
 
Frank

So the teddy bear got to dance with this sweet young thing againb and it was delightful.The latin beat was erotic to me,as was the smell of Wendy's pussy on my face, which I knew Heather had to notice.

Wwe did a very erotic rhumba with some neat little moves. She fiollowed everything Itried, and I was amazed, intrigued, and aroused as I told her shwe was a fabulous dancer and ths was just wonderful being with her.

The song ended and another started, so I tookher into my arms again for another twirl around the almost empty floor. She felt so light on her feet and that little girl look of her costume was most entrancing. I held her close and wanted to be even closer.
 
Heather

It was exhilerating dancing with the Bear. The music had a beat, that in her mind, she could see clearly as a song meant for sex. She could smell the scent of sex all around her. Even eminating from the Bear himself. He had obviously been in a tango for two recently. She seen the Merelan and another woman dancing near by too. She didnt know what to think of that. That was not something she had ever seen before, but it was sensual in a way. They moved together beautifully.

Heather rested for a brief second before the Bear wanted to dance again. This time pressing closer to her body, Heather smiled up at him. His playful mask hard to picture in a sexual manner, yet his costume revealed alot to her too. She hadnt yet decided what to do next, so she enjoyed the dance. She didnt find it hard at all to keep up and get the movements right. She had always had a talent to learn things fast. The drinks at dinner also helped her lose the dominate/controlling/shy side of herself. Her indifference that kept people away from her was gone. She went with the flow. her eyes closed, letting the beat sink into her soul. Slowly she started to move in a more erotic manner. her eyes closed, she couldnt see anyone looking at her to feel selfconsous. It made it easier for her to move. her hips swayed slower, grating almost. her hands running up her own body slowly. A faint smile curved her full lips, the music was taking over her. She opened her eyes just a little, her mind not really on anything but the beat and the feel of her own movements. Her eyes met those of "Bear". He was watching her, she almost asked if he liked what he saw but she didnt need to ask that.. It was apparent he did.
 
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