Meeting The_Wolf_ - Sex Stories

Meeting The_Wolf_

... adventure on a dungeon and I couldn’t be more grateful. Her friends were a very nice bunch of men and women, doms, subs, switches, the whole kind. We had a great time during the first hour, but I was becoming more and more restless. I had kept an eye in the room from where I was, but so far I hadn’t spotted anyone that might match your description. I had never seen a clear photo of your face, but I was sure I would be able to recognize you, as long as you didn’t wear a mask like many there. So, I excused myself from the table and went for a walk around the place, looking at the groups, admiring the costumes, the easiness and the happy ambient in the place. But, whenever I spotted a guy disguised as a werewolf, or one that could fit your description, none was you. Disappointment started to settle as a cold, heavy stone over my chest, and I returned to the table. I knew this was a long shot, but at least I had tried. A little while after, the munch was over. So, I got up, ready to go back to my hotel room. I turned to Laura to say goodbye. “Laura!” I called her. “Yes, sweetie?” she asked me, turning to face me. “I just wanted to say thank you for letting me join your group this evening.” I said, failing miserably to put a smile on my face. “Aren’t you staying for the after party?” she asked surprised. “After party?” I asked, with no idea what she was talking about, after all I had never been to a munch before. “Yes, silly! Now we go the dungeon and the real fun starts.” She ...

... answered winking at me. “Oh… I had no idea!” I said unsure of what to do. “I’m alone, and I wouldn’t know what to do.” “No worries. You don’t have to do anything, voyeurs are quite welcome. If someone asks you to play and you don’t feel like it, you just say no, and there will be no problems.” Laura explained. The very small flame of hope on my chest flickered and gained strength. “Ok, I would love to stay for a while longer.” And so we entered the dungeon itself. It was an amazing room, huge, with several play areas all around, with crosses, benches, frames, suspension hooks, spider webs, and so much more. My new friends went to theirs things and I decided to walk around the place and enjoy the sights. By now, I had little hope at seeing you, so I wasn’t looking for you anymore. There were a lot of people in the dungeon, and if you were there, you would probably be with someone else, so it was pointless. I wandered around the room, eager to see it all, to watch live how a dom tied his sub, or how a domme flogged her sub restrained to a bench. At some point, I was fully concentrated watching a rigger tying his bottom, using a red rope, when I felt as if someone was watching me. I looked around, but I wasn’t able to confirm it, so I returned to watch the scene in front of me. But my eyes kept going all around me, looking for that someone, which seemed to be piercing me with the eyes, never to find the one. I shook my head and decided to ignore the feeling. I was, again, looking ...