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shared on the dance floor, only now the hot, jutting length of him pressed directly into my bare belly. His lips crushed mine in a searching kiss; his hands moulded themselves to my ass and his tongue plundered my mouth. In reply, I pushed my hand down between our bodies and gripped his shaft, unable to keep myself from stroking that gorgeous tool.
He broke the kiss and stepped back, bending to pick up his smart pants from the floor, and I thought for one horrible moment I’d crossed some unstated line and he was calling a halt to proceedings. Instead, he fumbled his wallet out of the back pocket, rifling through it till he found a condom.
‘You can always tell me if you don’t want this,’ he said, fixing me with a look that told me how important it was I answered him honestly.
On fire for him, I replied, ‘Oh, I want this.’ And damn the consequences.
‘That’s all I needed to know.’ He tore open the foil, skinning on the condom while I ran my fingers over the wet terrain of my pussy. Downstairs, the ball would still be in full swing, but at this moment, the world came down to just the two of us.
We fell on each other again, lips locked together. Eddie steered me backwards, until I butted up against the window. Apart from a thick plaster-covered sill about six inches high, it ran the full height of the room. Giving all control over to him, I let Eddie guide me up onto that sill, and spin me round so I faced out into the night. My stomach lurched; anyone looking out from one of the buildings across the way, or glancing up from the street below could not fail to see me, my naked body pressed against the glass. Yet with the golden mask disguising my features, I was truly anonymous; some mystery woman about to get the fucking of her life from an equally naked, equally masked lover.
One of Eddie’s hands came round in front of me, gripping my tits and pinching the nipples till I gasped with the sweet, tormenting pain. His other hand he used to guide his cock to my pussy opening. ‘Are you ready?’ he asked.
‘God, yes.’ I felt him slide just the tip of his dick inside me, teasing me with a taste of what he had to offer until I moaned and thrust my ass back at his groin, urgent to have more of him filling me up.
When he obliged, I thought I’d never known until this moment how good it could be to have a man’s cock lodged in the slick depths of my cunt, fitting so well it could have been designed just for me. Despite that, we struggled to find a rhythm at first, our blind need for each other, and our unfamiliarity with the other’s body, making our movements awkward. Even though Eddie had already brought me closer to his own height by placing me on the window sill, I found it was easier if I stood on tiptoe, the position allowing him to thrust deeper.
Nine floors below us, out on the street, I could see cars passing, headlights cutting a path through the darkness while I was having the wild, spontaneous sex I’d been dreaming of ever since the morning I’d watched that dirty little exhibition on the fire escape.
Eddie’s mouth nuzzled at the side of my neck, and his hand made a swift descent of my body, coming to rest between my parted thighs.
‘Do it,’ I begged him. ‘Make me come.’
His thrusts increased in their ferocity, pushing me harder against the glass, making me glad the window pane was triple-glazed, more than thick enough to withstand the pressure. All the while, his finger skated over my clit, driving me towards an orgasm that threatened to break me in two. When I came, I threw my head back and yelled out my pleasure, loud enough to wake anyone who might be sleeping in the neighbouring rooms. Eddie followed moments behind, clinging tight to me as he emptied everything he had into the condom.
When we pulled apart, he swept me up in his arms and carried me over to the bed, laying me down gently. I removed my mask, and the heels and stockings, while Eddie tossed the condom in the
He broke the kiss and stepped back, bending to pick up his smart pants from the floor, and I thought for one horrible moment I’d crossed some unstated line and he was calling a halt to proceedings. Instead, he fumbled his wallet out of the back pocket, rifling through it till he found a condom.
‘You can always tell me if you don’t want this,’ he said, fixing me with a look that told me how important it was I answered him honestly.
On fire for him, I replied, ‘Oh, I want this.’ And damn the consequences.
‘That’s all I needed to know.’ He tore open the foil, skinning on the condom while I ran my fingers over the wet terrain of my pussy. Downstairs, the ball would still be in full swing, but at this moment, the world came down to just the two of us.
We fell on each other again, lips locked together. Eddie steered me backwards, until I butted up against the window. Apart from a thick plaster-covered sill about six inches high, it ran the full height of the room. Giving all control over to him, I let Eddie guide me up onto that sill, and spin me round so I faced out into the night. My stomach lurched; anyone looking out from one of the buildings across the way, or glancing up from the street below could not fail to see me, my naked body pressed against the glass. Yet with the golden mask disguising my features, I was truly anonymous; some mystery woman about to get the fucking of her life from an equally naked, equally masked lover.
One of Eddie’s hands came round in front of me, gripping my tits and pinching the nipples till I gasped with the sweet, tormenting pain. His other hand he used to guide his cock to my pussy opening. ‘Are you ready?’ he asked.
‘God, yes.’ I felt him slide just the tip of his dick inside me, teasing me with a taste of what he had to offer until I moaned and thrust my ass back at his groin, urgent to have more of him filling me up.
When he obliged, I thought I’d never known until this moment how good it could be to have a man’s cock lodged in the slick depths of my cunt, fitting so well it could have been designed just for me. Despite that, we struggled to find a rhythm at first, our blind need for each other, and our unfamiliarity with the other’s body, making our movements awkward. Even though Eddie had already brought me closer to his own height by placing me on the window sill, I found it was easier if I stood on tiptoe, the position allowing him to thrust deeper.
Nine floors below us, out on the street, I could see cars passing, headlights cutting a path through the darkness while I was having the wild, spontaneous sex I’d been dreaming of ever since the morning I’d watched that dirty little exhibition on the fire escape.
Eddie’s mouth nuzzled at the side of my neck, and his hand made a swift descent of my body, coming to rest between my parted thighs.
‘Do it,’ I begged him. ‘Make me come.’
His thrusts increased in their ferocity, pushing me harder against the glass, making me glad the window pane was triple-glazed, more than thick enough to withstand the pressure. All the while, his finger skated over my clit, driving me towards an orgasm that threatened to break me in two. When I came, I threw my head back and yelled out my pleasure, loud enough to wake anyone who might be sleeping in the neighbouring rooms. Eddie followed moments behind, clinging tight to me as he emptied everything he had into the condom.
When we pulled apart, he swept me up in his arms and carried me over to the bed, laying me down gently. I removed my mask, and the heels and stockings, while Eddie tossed the condom in the
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