Some years I'm so into the idea of New Year's Eve, others it just feels like too much. This year was one of the exciting ones! There was a NYE masquerade party that my man, my best friend and I had been invited to.
My body was buzzing at the thought of going to this party and seeing what everyone had come up with. Something about assuming alternate identities gets people in a special sexy kind of mood. For the last week, I've been fantasizing about fucking someone and only having true access to their mouth. Their eyes and the rest of their face covered, with just their lips, tongue and teeth easily accessible is so hot.
I love to lick and suck... tongues, lips, ear lobes, necks, nipples, cocks, balls, assholes. I haven't sucked a clit or pussy lips, yet but am very eager for the opportunity. I've fooled around with women and was once eaten out by this delicious blonde. I was her plaything while she got fucked but that's a story for another time...
I'm getting ready for this party at home, sipping on whiskey and I pull my wand out to start curling my hair. I'm wearing a long button up denim shirt and thigh high socks with my slippers. No bra, no panties. While I wait for the wand to heat up, I sit on the edge of my bed and cross my right leg over my left. The way the shirt tails fall and the socks are gripping my thick thighs, I have to admit is pretty hot. I snap a pic with my phone and shoot it off to my man. I tell him I wish he was on his knees and running his tongue all over the exposed part of my body.
As much as I'd love to get into a whole photoshoot, there's no time for this right now. I finish my drink and pour another and get to doing my hair. Once that's all done, I pop outside and spark a j. I lean against the cool wall, inhale deeply and draw circles with my free hand over my legs. As I smoke, I think of the time I got fucked right in the spot I'm standing and I feel the tops of my thighs get wet. I'm so horny and easily distracted at the moment, so I make myself finish up.
Once inside and warm, I strip down and glance at myself in the mirror. My nipples are hard from the cool air and my skin has a little flush from the booze. I look pretty hot, and could definitely go for a fuck in this mirror. Maybe later, drunk and revved up from all the masks.
Hunting around in my drawer, I find a pair of unworn fishnets. They'll be nice and tight, digging into my skin ever so slightly. I love playing in fishnets, rubbing my ass up against another body, having my pussy licked through them, riding a cock without taking them off. I sit down on the bed, put my toe in each stocking and begin slowly rolling them up my calves, over my knee, stretching them over my thighs and even more tugging to get them over my ass and hips. I grab a black g-string and toss it on. Over the fishnets keeps things accessible.
This is a very hot look and I can feel a little juice release between my lips, wetting the crotch of my panties. I check my phone and see messages asking if I'm close to ready and an ETA. There's not much time to get carried away with a little self love, so I begin flicking through my closet and find a tight black dress that has a slit nearly all the way up to my left hip. It's a satin, sleeveless square neck number that hugs my curves and pushes my tits up without a bra. Perfect for tonight.
I grab a string of pearls and loop them around my neck a few times. Visions of these being used in some very provocative ways later on dance around in my head. I put on some big pearl drop earrings, a few bracelets and pop back in the washroom to put on the finishing touches.
There's a click in the door and I hear the turn of his key. The lights are just a little low and I've got candles going. If we didn't have this party to go to, it would be a really sexy atmosphere for a massage and fuck fest. He walks into my bedroom just as I'm slipping into my heels and walks right over. "You look... incredible" he says before he grabs my face and kisses me hard. Red lipstick paints his mouth.
Lowering down to his knees, he pushes my dress up and starts running his lips all over my thighs. We really don't have time for this but who am I to deny him? Inching up to my sweet spot, pulling me forward a little, he grabs my left leg and puts it over his right shoulder. I moan and run my fingers through his hair as he inhales the crotch of my panties. He's teasing me with kisses all around the seams, using his tongue to give me tiny licks. I want more and plead with him to please lick me out. Pulling the fabric to the side, he gives me a long, wet kiss and then that's it! Placing my leg back on the floor, he tells me he wants his slut horny for the night.
I pull on a long fur jacket, grab lipstick, my little sparkly clutch and our masquerade masks. The cab has arrived so there's no time for final touches. I text my best friend to let her know we're on our way. Really, I should have done this twenty minutes earlier because it's a bit like herding cats to get her out the door.
The driver is a chatty old guy. Normally I'd try to get a little frisky in the back, see if we get noticed but I just put his hand on my exposed leg. We make a quick stop to grab my bestie and to my surprise, she's waiting! Strolling up to the car looking like a movie star, she looks fucking hot, we both tell her so as she plops in the front seat.
We arrive at the party and the place is crawling with people! It's at a warehouse that has been completely transformed into something spectacular. Already from the outside, I can tell no detail has been left undone. We all put on our masks and my best friend and I intertwine our arms with my man so he can stroll in with two prizes.
To my delight, not one person is without a mask! There are some true beautiful masquerade ones like ours, but there's also some great interpretations of the theme: Batman, devil, different animals and... ohhh there's a Cat Woman slinking around. She looks incredible in her latex catsuit. Her ass looks like a ripe peach, and she's got a tiny waist. The catsuit is plunging just enough that her tits are popping out ever so suggestively and she's purring around like she knows she's got it going on.
We find the coat check, get rid of our coats, and my man pats our asses and tells us to go grab some drinks while he says hi to everyone. We make our way to the bar and scope out the scene. There are some really fucking hot people here! We're turning heads every which way we go and see a few familiar faces and stop to chat. My bestie is single so I'm scanning the crowd, seeking out some opportunities for her. She finds one of her own and sparks up convo and I stay the course.
I saddle up to the bar and take it all in. The warehouse is sparkling with black, gold, and silver decor. There's punch bowls everywhere, hors d'oeuvres, and even a ball to drop at midnight! It all looks so incredible. I feel eyes on me and turn my head slightly to see a tall, moustached man leaning confidently against the bar, smiling directly at me. He's also dressed in all black, wearing a Zorro style hat and mask. "We match" he says and I laugh. "Yes, I guess you could say that. I'm into the look". He tips his hat, moves closer and we chit chat a bit.
At this point, the bartender could take all the time he'd like. I notice how even with my heels on, Zorro is much taller than me and thoughts of him picking me up and fucking me on the bar creep in. These are interrupted when it's my turn to order drinks, an old fashioned for myself and a vodka soda for my man. I tell Zorro I hope to see him around, "Oh you will", he replies before I take off. I glance over my shoulder a few steps away and he's been watching the sway of my hips and looks very pleased. My panties are soaked.
As I make my way back, I spot Cat Woman again and catch her eye. She gives me a sly smirk and we hold one another's gaze for a few moments. I figure he's likely dying of thirst, so I keep moving. If it's meant to be, I'll be seeing her again.
I find him with a group of friends and hand him his drink. While I do this, he loops his arm around my waist and draws me in, slipping his hand down to rest on my ass. He gives me a good squeeze and a kiss to thank me. I sip and enjoy his subtle groping, thinking to myself how much I'd love him to lift my dress and rub his fingers along the crease of my ass and down to the backside of my pussy. Playing with me discreetly with the chance of someone possibly catching us.
After I spend a little time chit chatting, the music takes a turn and the dance floor is calling me. I kiss him hard and tell him he knows where to find me. My bestie has been making her way over to me so we can go and dance our hearts out.
Between songs and drinks, it's really easy to lose track of time. I decide a hydration and a lipstick reapply are likely in order and leave her singing some 80's song with the guy she's been chatting up.
I do a quick scan for my date and come up with nothing. So I grab two waters off a table, crack one open and chug it. I hunt around in my clutch for my lipstick and realize I left it in the pocket of my coat! Damn it! Oh well, this gives me an opportunity to check out all the party decor and maybe catch Zorro or Cat Woman again.
Making my way to the coat check, I notice there are so many lounge areas and quite a party going on in every corner of this building. There are chaises that look incredible for some threesome style fun. Laying back and having my pussy eaten while propped up enough to suck a cock. Or bent over, being licked or fucked, while sucking. Fuck, am I ever horny.