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The best part of our conversation was the fact that I got goosebumps afterward. I had complete control over my life, so it was rare for me to experience such an emotional response. As an affluent person, I was used to instant gratification and the drawbacks that come with it. Money gave me enough to buy the world, but it couldn't give me true emotion. As a result, I knew this woman before me was exceptional because of her ability to do so.
After we broke apart from the kiss, I said, "Well then." Yes, it was seen by a few people, I'm sure.
“I don’t care if you don’t care,” she said, beaming at me.
"I'm not sure which corner of the universe you’re from, but I'm glad you're here,” I said, feeling more assured than ever. “I need you—that might sound forward, but I want to take care of you. From the moment I saw you, I've been dreaming of taking you back to my hotel room and exploring all the possibilities between us.”
She locked eyes with me and let out a sweet little giggle. I could tell she was intrigued by my boldness. I felt the connection between us and knew that I was getting close to sealing the deal. No cheesy pick-up lines needed here; her body language and my sixth sense were enough to tell me that she'd be coming back to my place soon.
We made like we were newlyweds as we stepped through the doorway of my hotel room, and as she looked up at me with her delicate features, she pulled me in for a passionate kiss. Our mouths moved in perfect harmony, tongues exploring and hands caressing each other's faces. She felt so small in my arms, yet with each touch, she seemed to grow bolder, her desire for me becoming more evident. I was grateful for my unshaven stubble as it provided her with a pleasing sensation as her lips brushed against it. Never before had I been so aroused by someone so small, yet so powerful in her passion.
I carried her to my bed like a prized possession, my hands caressing her hair. As I set her down, I could sense the electricity between us. She looked up at me with a sly grin, as if she knew what I was about to do. I take great pleasure in being the one in control, and it seemed she was more than happy to be restrained by me. After all, my years of experience as a CEO and owner had taught me the art of dominance. Though my wealth was the result of hard work, I had to admit that a mastery of domination was a welcome bonus.
My eyes were drawn to her as she lay face down on the bed, her demeanor invitingly submissive. A spark of desire lit in her eyes and her expression softened in response. I couldn't help but smile, feeling a warmth of contentment that she was in my hotel room. I wanted to get to know her better and, though we were both wearing masks, I was confident that our connection would only deepen with time.
I carefully undid the dress and admired her tiny, shapely body. Her curves were delectable and her frame was slim and toned. She was wearing nothing but a mask and a bra, the sight of which sent a thrill of anticipation through me. With each passing second, I felt the bond between us grow stronger.
At that moment, neither of us could make much sense of anything. Okay, maybe I should have spoken up for myself. The connection between us was immediate and effortless. They happened at the same time, that much is certain. That prompted me to remove her bra, too. Piece by piece, the cloth made its way down her thighs. My dick got stiffer as more of her slit emerged. To begin, I noticed a stray hair in my peripheral vision. This was followed by the introduction of the lips.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw her. A stunning woman wearing a mask and baring her pussy to the crowd. She had an incredible physique—her curves tantalizing me with every step she took. I wanted to strip her down to her titties and taste her delicious skin. I was spellbound, my gaze tracing the lines of her thighs. I could feel the desire coursing through my veins, urging me to take her in my arms and make her mine.
I chose to make the most of my stay in the hotel and do something special. So I decided to treat myself to an unforgettable experience—tasting her. I couldn't resist the temptation and I had to have a lick of her sweet nectar.
My tongue glided against the sweet, salty flavor of her pussy, its moisture filling me with an eagerness to please her. I could feel her body responding to each flick of my tongue; small moans escaped her lips as I increased my speed and aggression. I was pleased to know my work was paying off, and my libido surged with each touch. She was like a harp for me to play, and my dick was growing harder and harder with each movement. As her body welcomed me closer, I could feel myself ready to take her to new heights of pleasure.
My heart raced as I undid my belt, the anticipation coursing through my veins. She watched me with a look of pure delight, her eyes hidden beneath the mask. I felt like I already knew her body intimately, the mystery of her face hidden behind the fabric driving me wild with desire. I carefully inserted my shaft into her and I could feel her joy as I did. Her pleasure was palpable, and it only made me even more aroused. I could feel every inch of her as I thrust, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure throughout my body. I felt as if I was almost there, the sheer intensity of our love-making leading me to the brink. Add all that up and you have a tremendous orgasm. At least, that's what I assumed would happen. However, I hadn't cum yet.
My dick surged in and out of her, each thrust a wave of pleasure that carried me closer to bliss. I could feel her tightness around me, and with each sensation my eyes would flutter shut. Her own expression was a mix of pleasure and awe as I moved in and out of her, and all I could think of was how good it felt. Our movements were like a dance, each thrust sending us deeper and deeper into pleasure until we were lost in the moment.
"Oh my god, yes!" She uttered, her voice trembling with passion and anticipation. I could tell she was embarrassed by the impulsive nature of our encounter, but I could also sense her eagerness to explore this newfound pleasure. I, too, felt the heat of desire coursing through me, knowing that my climax was just a few moments away.
That's precisely what followed. Just in the nick of time, I managed to cum. Two masked strangers just fucked, and I was one of them. A lot of weird stuff has happened in my life. However, this was right up there with the best of them.
Chapter 4
Madison
After he was done, I could feel the intensity of his pleasure through my whole body and I wanted more. I took his hand and pulled him closer, inviting him for a second round. His surprise was evident but I had already given in to the pleasure, and he followed suit. With each thrust, I could feel my toes curl as pleasure rippled through me, intensifying until I reached my climax. His pleasure was so great that I could feel it in my toes as well, and I knew that this round was going to be even more powerful than the first.
At the end of that second session, I felt like a new person entirely. I was no longer confined to my usual facade—I'd found a new kind of freedom that I hadn't known before. I embraced my entire body, from head to toe, as I strutted around with a mask over my face. I felt powerful, strong, and completely in control.
* * *
After we finished showering and changing (yes, with our masks still on all the while), we collapsed next to each other, exhausted yet exhilarated. I had never allowed myself to act in such a way before—taking a risk and engaging in a one-night stand without knowing the identity of the person I was with. I had always been so cautious, taking the time to get to know potential partners before taking the plunge. But that night, I decided to let go of my inhibitions and take a chance on something new. The thrill of the risk and the excitement of the unknown added an electricity to the air that was palpable. The masquerade ball had opened my eyes to a new kind of freedom and to the possibilities of taking risks. No longer would I be confined to the boundaries of my own inhibitions.
He was the one who broke the silence, I didn't have much time to consider everything.
"Well, that just happened, huh?" he said.
"It certainly did,” I inched closer, my eyes drawn to his. As I looked into them, the familiarity I'd felt earlier returned. “How often do you have masked sex?"
It was him that laughed this time. "Call me what you’d like, but I’m a sex-mask virgin."
I couldn’t help but let out a hearty laugh. It was like a joke-based joust. "In that case, it is my pleasure to have been the one to have taken your sex-mask virginity.” I paused, noticing that he was waiting for me to say something. “It’s the first time I did it in a mask, too.” A sense of relief seemed to have washed over him, as if I had just confirmed that I wasn’t any old slut. “I hate to be the one to burst your bubble, but I think it's about time we introduce ourselves."
Suddenly, he faced me. His thick mound of chest hair diverted my attention. A sexy mound of chest hair, might I add. "Honestly, it feels like we should be wearing masks. Our anonymity seems strangely… appropriate," despite the previous series of events being anything but.
"I can’t protest,” I said, contemplating whether or not to take a plunge and swim in his chest hair. “We may be the only people who have ever had sex while wearing masks. I'm sure there's an exception somewhere, but I can't think of one right now."
