I got invited to the hottest masquerade S&M party and all it took to get the password needed to enter the boner banging ball was a few spicy rounds of sensual phone sex with a mysterious caller. He said he really liked the sound of my voice and the way I scream and moan when I cum and that my sexy squeals would be a perfect addition to the sexy ambience of his sordid soiree.
“A mask is required at all times and be ready for bondage.” was the only instruction, other than the directions to the lake house where the gangbang bash went down. By the looks of the place, I could tell it was a rental, an Airbnb or something like that. Rustic decor with a modern touch, the type of stylings that would appeal to a vacationing family, not what one would expect at an anonymous fuck party. I shrugged it off and knocked on the door anyway, repeating the password in my head over and over again to be sure I didn’t forget it before someone answered.
The door cracked open, letting loose a cacophony of wailing, moaning and grunting with rhythmic slapping of multiple tones and speeds providing the chaotic tempo. I got so excited I blurted out “Alexandrite!” before I could even see the person granting my entrance, but it didn’t matter. The door opened up as wide as my legs were about to and let me rush inside as I did with every cock there that wanted a piece of my mystery meat.
Every girl in the place was tied up or locked down, we could barely move a muscle as we got endlessly railed on for hours and hours. As you might expect at a gathering like this, booze and molly were everywhere fueling all of our horniest urges and encouraging us to keep getting our puckered up buttholes and pussies pummeled no matter how sore they might get. The random rock hard rods stayed rigid and ready to blow the entire time, like superheroes banging away to save the day protecting their secret identities behind their creatively crafted masks. I definitely took some power blasting loads deep in my swollen snatch from six or seven supermen, that’s for sure.
No strings attached, I never even figured out which one of the dongs that damaged my downstairs playground was my mystery caller. He said these parties are completely random. I hope he calls for more more sensual phone sex so I can score another invite. I have all sorts of masks and really enjoyed taking all of that strange dick!
