Lascivious

Saucy_spicy

When we walked into the venue of the ball__a grand mini theatre in the heart of the city where distinguished personalities of great carriage were assembled. I could feel the lusty eyes of the men as they eye fucked my wife that was hung on my arm, with their masks concealing their faces.

Lorita had her easy smile on and leaned into my ear to whisper "Don't you think this would be a nice place to undo our pent up horny bones?. Imagine us in one of the dark halls while I suck the life out of your shrubby balls" she licked my ears to accentuate her point.  I blushed crimson at her audacity but tried not to let it show so those watching would not have an inkling of what was happening.

"That..that would be outrageous...I mean audacious!" I blinked, with my sweaty face pulling up at her in fright. But, instead of outrage, she was smirking at me.

"Come here" she tugged me to the dance floor and slung her hand around my shoulder while the other was in my hand. She nuzzled into my neck and kissed the part that came in contact with her mouth.

"Just move to the slow beat Punita. Close your eyes and feel it in your soul what music can do. Let it undulate your tensed nerves and lead you to blissful gratification " she retained her husky voice that was causing my inside to respond in dirty ways.  I started feeling the song inside just as she was whispering.

The instrumental of Diplo's revolution was playing in the background while couples were wrapped on the dance floor swaying to the gloomy music.

She pulled away and twirled about before returning to my arms again with her eyes hidden behind the mask but her glistening eyes were distinct from the eagle beaked mask that was uniformed to mine. We had picked them up at the boutique the other day as she insisted that we must wear uniformed masks so people would know I belonged to her.

I considered her notion lame but played along so as not to piss her off and have her humiliate me in front of her bumblebee friends.

She twisted around and tipped down and I caught her in my arms our eyes colliding and holding for some time. I sucked in my restrained breathe feeling my dick bulge in my pants.

I gradually heaved her up to our former position and we resumed moving, the only sound between us our mingling breathe. I was suddenly oblivious of every other person in the room, the only presence that mattered then to me being the devious temptress in red with a beaky mask.

"Can you feel anything?" she hugged me and whispered with her lips now on my earlobes. I groaned and tugged her closer wanting to feel her body meshed to mine as much as possible.

My cock was digging into her front resulting in more friction. My breathing became erratic. I laboured with it trying so hard to normalise it all to no avail not when to add to my suffering, her hand moved discreetly in between us to grip my bulge in her hands through my trousers.

"Just feel, don't move" she whispered hoarsely as we continued our movement not to get others attention to what was going on. Thanks for the dimmed led lights fixtures that were on, which helped to conceal most of the activities that were going on.

My head nuzzled into hers as I exhaled my pent up breathe and held unto her tightly fighting the moan that tried to escape my lips. She unzipped my trouser and I jerked up at her action but she held me back and knitted our bodies together as she yanked out my member and started pumping into it.

"Mmm," I bit into her shoulders, my restraint finally losing it. "Please stop I can't fight it" I mumbled in a hushed tone.

"Consider this your training punita. You have to learn self-control" she persisted. Her mouth moving and her hand working.