On a fateful hot summer evening a couple years back, I received an innocuous phone call by aunt Lizbeth. She asked me if I could accompany her to a party right now; she had lost her date and didn't want to go alone. I spontaneously said yes. She asked me to dress up nicely, since it would be somewhat of a high society event.
I had been living in the same town as Lizbeth since i started college. From time to time I helped her out, her husband had passed away early and she was living on her own in a big lonely mansion. I was 19 at that time and she was in her mid thirties, at the height of her physical beauty.
An hour and a half later my doorbell rang. Lizbeth stepped into my apartment and took my breath away. She was wearing a shoulder-free cocktail dress that left most of her long legs and her back bared. I could clearly make out her naked skin through most of the dress. It was almost as if she stood before me naked, but I was not embarrassed. Instead, it turned me on. I fumbled to get my things ready, and we left my apartment and drove into the night.
She must have noticed that i was nervous, since she put her hand on my knee, and she simply said: "It's going to be alright, Kyle.". Her words helped to calm me down immediately.
The party took place at a big secluded villa outside town. We pulled into a parking lot and made our way towards the main gate. Groups of people were chattering and laughing. No one was paying us any attention. My aunt showed her invitation to one of the servants, and they let us in. Some people wore night party masks, hiding most of their face. Alot of alcohol was being passed around.
My aunt excused herself and went to the bathroom, giving me some time to look around. The mansion was huge. There were rooms inside rooms inside rooms. As I made my way through the house I stumbled upon a pair that was having a very passionate encounter in one of the side rooms. I thought nothing of it, a party is a party after all. I lost my sense of time as I wandered through the crowd. The music, the chattering, what I had seen upstairs, things were getting to me. I had a drink or two and finally went looking for my aunt.
There was a big ball room that had been outfitted with a lush red carpet and some couches. People left their shoes outside as they went in. All curtains were drawn and it was gloomy. I saw groups of people standing around. No one seemed to be bothered, that all around them, pairs of men and women were having sex in the dark corners of the room. I almost fainted when I took in the scene. My aunt had taken me to a sex party?
After what felt like an eternity, I felt something being pressed into my palm. I looked down. It was one of the night masks that alot of the guests were wearing. "Consider it a late birthday present" I heard my aunt whisper into my ear.
I swung around. My aunt stood before me. The first thing I noticed was that she was barefooted. A night party mask covered much of her face, if not for her dress, I would have barely recognized her in the darkness. She had locked arms with a man I had never seen before. He eyed me without much interest. She whispered something into his ear, and as they continued into the gloominess of the ball room, she looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. I followed them but kept some distance. They sat down on a red couch in a secluded corner. The stranger ran his hands down her body and pulled down her cocktail dress, baring my aunt's breasts.
She had one leg on the couch, the toes of her other leg barely touching the fluffy carpet. She unzipped his pants with a single fluid motion. It was then that I noticed she had not been wearing anything at all under her dress. I even caught a glimpse of her pussy before he bent over her and blocked my view. I could hear the flapping sounds of hip against hip action as they started to have sex on the couch. My aunt started to moan. Her dazed horny eyes kept gliding into my direction.
