The Mystery Masquerade had quickly evolved from an intriguing idea into a revelation of my wife Lucy's most intimate erotic fantasies, played out on stage for all to see.
I was so engrossed by what was happening to Lucy that I lost track of the party's hostess, Connie the PTA president. I looked over and saw that she was deep in conversation with her husband, Dan. She noticed me watching and headed over to me. She held herself with an almost regal bearing, her hips and breasts swaying with each confident stride. I thought about what it would be like to see her naked. To fuck her.
"I imagine you're feeling many different emotions tonight," she said.
I agreed. "I wish Lucy had told me about this, but then again I don't know what I would have said. And honestly..."
"It turns you on." Connie finished my thought for me. "The sight of your adorable wife, up there on display, rope-bound, pleasured by and pleasuring the parents of her students, while dozens of us watch her..."
I didn't need to answer. It was obvious to both of us. But I did have a question.
"How did you know she wanted this?" I asked.
Connie sipped her champagne. "I wasn't 100% sure at first," she said, "but something about Lucy's demeanor made me think she might be interested in exploring her sexuality. At first we were just planning on the shibari, but over time she grew more comfortable and opened up about her other desires."
"And this," I said, gesturing around the room. "You do this every year? You said it was a school tradition."
Connie chuckled. "We throw the party every year, and the usual cast of subjects always attends, but in past years I have hired high class escorts to provide the... entertainment." She looked on stage where Lucy was now sitting cross-legged, drinking a glass of water.
"This is the first time we have had a member of the community serve as our muse. And a teacher, no less! It's the most successful night we've hosted."
She looked toward the stage, where Lucy had stood up and removed the ropes, which by now had been hanging loosely around her.
The red marks and indentations still showed on her skin, hallmarks of her bondage. She rubbed her hands up and down her body, pushing her breasts together, cupping her ass with both hands.
"She's a natural," Connie said, admiringly.
I turned to face her. "Your interest in shibari. Have you ever been bound?"
"Of course," she said. "Many times. It is an exceedingly erotic experience." She gestured toward Lucy. "Combined with this element of exhibitionism, I can only imagine that Lucy must feel... electric."
I thought I noticed an almost imperceptible shiver, and as I took a brazen look at her breasts I saw that her nipples were hard.
"I'll let you get back to enjoying the show," she said, and sauntered away.
The crowd had regathered, waiting for the next act of Lucy's show. Lucy walked to the back of the stage and the curtains closed behind her. Sounds of a drill and metal emanated from behind the thick burgundy drapes.
"Oh, I wonder what they've got going on back there," said a petite young wife who had moved up close to me. She had unbuttoned her silk blouse and was braless, playing absentmindedly with her little A-cup tits as her husband looked on with a sly smirk.
The brunette came out again. "Chapter 3: Penetration," she announced. "Jason Twomey, you are our second highest bidder. You are allowed to fuck Lucy vaginally. Any position. Are you ready?"
Jason headed toward the stage. "I definitely am," he announced. Jason was stocky, with a beefy rugby player's build and close-cropped hair. He wasn't Lucy's usual type, so I didn't know how she would react. Could she even say no?
Jason stood in front of the curtain like a game show contestant. I almost wanted to shout out, "Vanna, let's show Jason what he's won!" but I kept my mouth closed.
The brunette pulled open the curtain to reveal Lacey suspended in a sex swing that hung from a rafter in the ceiling. Her legs were resting in stirrups and she relaxed her head against a wide leather strap.
Jason introduced himself to her. "I've got a daughter who'll be entering your grade next year and she is praying that she ends up in your class," he said. "And I am, too."
"Thank you, Jason," Lucy answered.
Jason smiled and nodded and got down to business, slipping out of his pants and pulling his briefs down to show a ridiculously large cock that grew even bigger as he gave it a stroke.
Lucy's eyes grew wide and I could tell she was wondering if she'd bitten off more than she could chew.
"Don't worry," assured Jason. "We'll get you properly lubed up. But make no mistake -- I'm planning to get my money's worth. By the time we're done you will know what it's like to be well and truly fucked."
"Sounds fun," Lucy said, but there was a tremor in her voice. She wasn't quite sure about this.
The assistant squirted a large dollop of lubricant into Jason's hand and he rubbed some of it onto Lucy's pussy, fingering her and gently pushing her so she rocked back and forth slowly in the swing. He caressed her mound, putting one, two, three, and four fingers inside her while pleasung her clit with his thumb.
Soon she started wiggling in pleasure to his manipulations. "Mmmmm," she moaned.
Jason coated his dick with the rest of the lube and placed its bulging head at her entrance. The straps of the swing held her legs up and apart so he had unfettered access to her pussy.
"You ready?" he asked.
"No," she joked. "But let's get to it."
He pushed in slowly and his cock entered her. She gasped at his thickness. Suspended from the swing her body pushed away with the force of his initial thrusts, but when he paused she swung back and her pussy accepted more of him. After a few minutes of slow and intense pushing he was about 3/4 deep inside her.
Lucy's face was taut, her mouth in a grimace.
"Is this the biggest cock you've ever had?" Jason asked.
"God, yes," she panted. "I want to try and take it all but I don't know if I can."
