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Masquerade - A Revenge Story

... hard she fell onto her elbows, my body weight on her pussy.

I could hear her moaning. "Oh fuck... breed me... breed me..." and I couldn't help but smile. If she went through that, rather than being just another fantasy, she was going to get the shock of her life when she found out who the daddy was.

Removing my cock slowly, I could see cum dripping out, but she placed a hand over her cunt as if she could hold it all back in. Not waiting for her to recover, I grabbed my shorts.

"I'm going to have a quick shower," I told her bruskly, brooking no argument, "no you can't join me, and I don't want to see you in this room when I'm out."

I didn't wait for an answer, just walked into the ensuite with cum still covering my cock, knowing there were always towels available in the bathrooms.

Walking out five minutes later, cleaned of sweat, cum and anything else off my body, I was pleased to see she was gone. I couldn't help but smile. Three years we'd been together and that was probably the best fuck we'd had by a mile. It was also the first time she'd let me fuck her ass. Even though I wasn't the first, I'm fairly sure that, by her reaction, I'd be the most memorable.

Happy and content to watch the others present for now, I left the room and returned to the dining room, where two blokes appeared to be racing to see who could wank off onto a woman's face first. Sally, she of the famous soiree was walking around topless, cum covering her 'c' cups. She might be ...

... around fifty, but she still looked good for it. Hell, it had once been my cum covering her breasts, although, as it had been my first masquerade I'd been a bit anxious and ended up getting some on the carpet. Being a soiree virgin, she'd been kind enough to forgive me if I'd cleaned it up. She was very protective of her antique carpet and had been known to kick people out for dirtying it.

Wondering into the lounge I made sure to get some water. I'd grab another beer shortly, but I needed to rehydrate if I was going to cum again. In regards to the masquerades I'd been to previously, sometimes I came more than once, sometimes I didn't. It mostly depended on whether any women asked me, and partly on if I had the energy, but having finally fucked my ex's asshole I was feeling pumped up. To my delight, the redhead I'd been ogling earlier was now sitting down on one of the sofas, talking to another guest, completely topless. As her large breasts were now free of their prison, I was sucked in by her large pink areolas and went to go sit near her. But, as earlier, I stopped in my tracks as I saw someone else from my past. Well, two people from my past.

First into view was Harry, an older man well into his fifties wearing a latex bondage mask. He'd been a teacher, although when he'd ended up shacking up with one of his pupils I think he'd been asked to move on. Walking behind him was that very pupil.

Leslie, in her late forties, seemed to be on the same diet as Sally, looking ...