Costume Party

My name is Leticia, and this is the story of how I met my perfect lover, but it lasted just for a night… anyway, I suppose these kind of relationships are normal, and I never meant that he was my perfect lover because I fell in love, but because he fucked me better than anyone else I have been with yet. It happened at a costume party. I never even saw his face, because he was wearing a mask.

It all started when I was at work, I work as a secretary. My friend Anastasia sent me a text inviting me to a party on her house that was on friday, it was going to be a costume party and she was celebrating because she was going to move to another country. When she invited me of course I agreed to go, Anastasia and I have been friends for a while and even if I was a little sad she was going to move, I knew her parties were always a lot of fun.

It was wednesday when she invited me so I had enough time to look for a costume to wear. My options were female devil, catwoman and sexy princess. At least, these were all the costumes for grown women in the store that was close by to the place I worked at. By the end of the day, I had decided to go as a sexy princess.

The costume fit my petite body nicely, and it was as sexy as it intended to be without getting too raunchy. It was a short pink dress, it seemed pretty casual. If it did not have the fake jewels over it, it could work very well as a normal night outfit. The costume came with high heels that also had the tacky jewels over them, a tiara and a little wand with the words “slut princess” on it.

Even if the jewelry was weird, I felt really cute with the costume on. The day of the party had arrived, and I put on my costume and straightened my long chocolate hair, then finished my looks with some makeup, including slut eyeshadow and a very sweet smelling perfume to seem a bit more innocent, something I knew would clash with my entire image.

I put on my stuff and made my way to Anastasia’s apartment, which was not very far from my own so I decided to just walk there. Needless to say, I got weird looks and people who thought I was a slut walking on the street. I do not know how I imagined it was a good idea to go out like this, but I was already far from home to turn back and look for my car or whatever. I just continued and tried to shrug off what people said.

I reached Anastasia’s apartment and barely anyone was there yet. There were mostly guys. The apartment had been decorated with colorful christmas lights, and there was a large table with food and appetizers, and near the end of the table there were a bunch of alcoholic beverages still in their bottles. Everybody seemed to be drinking juice and eating doritos. I did the same.

Anastasia walked out of her room in a sexy snow queen costume and ran to greet me. It was a see-through short dress with blue crystals covering her  breast and crotch, think of Britney Spears in the Toxic music video but this time the dress looks like a queen’s dress. She had a blue crown and a very well done makeup. I don’t know how she fit her large breast and ass into that thin dress without breaking it.

She seemed to be happy to see me in the party and she also loved my costume. We hung out for a while, talking. She seemed to be very excited about the life she was going to start when moving abroad. I was excited for her as well even if I was going to miss her. She was my craziest friend and I was sure I would not find someone like her again. Through the entire party, I noticed a mysterious masked man around.  He barely talked to anyone but he was always eating some chips. He seemed to look at me a lot, but turned away when I looked back at him.

The party went on and I danced with a lot of people, I also drank until I got a bit drunk. By this time, Anastasia was a real drunk mess, dancing around and making out with some guys in the big couch. It was amusing to see, and I suppose she wanted to indulge herself before moving. From among the shadows, I noticed the masked man. He seemed to be calling for me, and in my drunken haze I stood up and went to him.

He lead me into Anastasia’s room and closed the door, then sat with me on her bed, which was undone. “I have had my eye on you for a bit now, miss” he said, then moved closer to me. “I do know that, mister” I replied with a smile. “You have a great costume, I must say” he added, now moving to kiss my neck. I giggled and thanked him, complimenting his costume as well.

He slowly began to take my costume off, careful not to tear it apart or anything. When I was naked on bed, I asked him to remove his mask and he refused. All I could see were his eyes, bright and blue, his blonde hair and his lips. Yet, without being properly able to visualise his features, I had no clear idea of how he looked like. He began to remove his clothes before me, then slowly bent down to eat my pussy. The mask was a little uncomfortable since it was scratching my vagina.

He took off his boxers to reveal a very large dick. I do not think I have seen one as big in person before. I teased it a bit with my feet as it got rock hard, then he laid over me and let me suck its tip. It was a thick dick, filling my mouth by being barely there. I sucked it for a bit, soaking it with saliva while he fingered my pussy and squeezed my boobs. He seemed to be good at multitasking, and got me wet quickly.

He hopped off me and then inserted his penis into my wet vagina, then began to thrust into me with very sensual movements, and I was just noticing what a good body he had. He continued to fuck me while rubbing my clit, and as soon as he pulled out I let a big squirt out of my pussy. He put his dick back into my vagina and began to fuck me even harder, putting his hands on my boobs and holding onto them as he plunged into my wet, warm vagina.

I was moaning loudly, but the music that was playing was even louder, so i did not care and neither did he. We continued fucking for a few more minutes until he pulled out, had my pussy squirming and squirting, then he began to masturbate before me while simultaneously fingering me. When he came, he let go of my pussy and as I came a big squirt of vaginal juices, he let out a big load of semen over my vagina and part of my abdomen.

Afterwards, he bent down and kissed me passionately, then we stood up and cleaned ourselves with Anastasia’s towels and got dressed up again. We kissed once again then returned to the party. It was as if time had frozen, because everybody was doing the same things. Anastasia was still a drunk mess dancing with different men, and some people were out in the balcony making out.

After the party was over, people began to leave and I helped Anastasia get to her bed, then I left. The masked guy was nowhere to be seen, and I felt I was being watched the entire time I walked back home. The following morning I texted Anastasia and asked her about this masked individual, but she said she did not know who I was talking about since she could barely remember last night.

And I never heard from him again. Maybe someday i will.