4 comments/ 3543 views/ 1 favorites Masked Pleasure By: restrainedqueen I studied my reflection one last time in the mirror to make sure I looked perfect. I wore the short black and white floral dress and put my hair up, just as he instructed me in our last Skype call. I was so excited to see him, it had been 3 months. I had done without him for longer, but I could never get used to it. Him not being around and then the excitement of seeing him again. My stomach churned as I drove to the airport. I went through the motions and then there he was. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the side of his face-he looked so handsome in his uniform, my heart skipped a beat. Everything else was a blur after that-the kiss, the walk to the car, the drive home, the mindless chatter. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked on at me as I packed away a few things in our room. I was fidgeting and fighting the excitement, nervousness and lust I felt. I turned and as our eyes met, he smirked. I walked towards him and stood between his legs as he pulled me closer into him. My pores raised just being able to touch him again. I took his head in my hands. "All day I've been thinking about your hard cock deep in our cunt. I am so wet, it would slide so easily all the way in, Sir. I want every inch, I won't beg you to stop halfway if it hurts. I am so ready, please fuck me now, Sir." I whispered in his ear, my voice laced with desperation. He grabbed hold of my wrists roughly with one hand, pulling them to the front of my body. He slid his other hand up my bare thigh, reaching further up until he slipped two fingers in my panties and then into my creamy cunt. I shuddered and moaned, and threw my head back at his touch. He swirled his fingers around, withdrawing sooner than I had hoped. He smiled as he put them to my mouth and I sucked on them, savoring my tart, sweet taste while looking up at him innocently. He closed his eyes briefly and I knew he was fighting his sexual urge to pound me mercilessly right there and then. "You are so right, sub. But I'm dying for a burger right now. Let's go out." My face fell, showing my disappointment. I opened my mouth to protest but I knew better than to question him. He read my mind. "Don't make me start over from Lesson 1 in control-have some." I left it there with the sternness in his voice. He looked so relaxed and happy to be back home. I smiled admiringly at him as he ate, straining to hear what he was saying above the blaring restaurant music. I picked at my food, I was consumed with the thought of him fucking me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat every few minutes as I fantasized about what was to come. His broad chest and shoulders under his black casual shirt, his square torso, his cock. All 7 ½ inches of thick throbbing meat that was a bit too big for my small frame but was forced all the way in anyway. The numerous blue and purple veins that added to my pleasure and made me cum every time. My inner thighs rubbed together from my slippery cunt juice. We paid the bill and lingered at our table. He glazed over my breasts, cupped and full under my tight dress. "Hmm, you do look good. I can't wait to see those gorgeous tits of mine again." No time like the present. I couldn't take it anymore and decided to appeal for the second time. I mustered up courage and leaned over the table discreetly. "Please Sir," I whispered, "I feel like I am going to cum all over myself just looking at you. My mouth and my cunt are throbbing for your attention. Can we go to the bathroom? I promise I'll be well behaved." He scoffed and I felt embarrassed. My face burned and I wanted to cry in frustration, until I saw his mouth curl into a smile. "Only if you brought them." My eyes lit up. "Oh yes, they are in my bag, Sir." "You are such a fucking slut." We slipped away separately to the male bathroom, less traffic in there. I recognized his jeans under the door and quietly entered the spacious stall where he stood. I retrieved the two masks from my bag. He put on his male black Venetian mask which hid half of his face. I strapped on my red and black feathered Victorian one that just masked my eyes. It was his idea, he was always overly cautious about preserving our identities in public. "Now get on your fucking knees." I slid down, the cold hard tiles assaulting my bare knees. But didn't care-I enthusiastically reached and unzipped his jeans, letting it fall while grabbing hold of his half erect cock. I pumped it a few times but I couldn't wait to put it in my mouth. "And don't think you can suck my cock without your tits out." Obediently I slid my dress straps off one by one, and pushed my dress to my waist. I removed my red laced bra to reveal my warm mounds and dark, hard nipples. I engulfed his swollen cock head with my mouth, coating it with my saliva. I let it drip and moisten the shaft too, getting it ready for my mouth fuck. I sucked slowly along the part that could fit in my mouth, relishing the salty taste of him and the feel of his cock filling my hungry hole. He planted his hand in my hair and looked down at me, grabbing the base of his cock under his taut balls. "Come on baby, you can take all of it. You wanted this." With that he force fed it deep in my throat. I gagged as it choked me. "Fuck." He released me and I gasped for air. "Again," he whispered. I thrust my mouth onto it, wanting to please him. My eyes sprung water as he tried to wiggle all in. I groaned and he withdrew. "Good girl." He slapped the side of my face several times with his bursting cock. "Do you think you deserve to be fucked now?" I nodded playfully, looking up at his blue eyes framed by the mask. I regretted not seeing his gorgeous face. "I think you do, my disgusting little slut. Come on top of me, put your legs up so you will be hidden for a bit. And don't do anything to embarrass me." He slipped off his shirt and sat on the toilet seat. I let my dress fall to the ground- he grinned widely at the wet spot on my red panties. "I can smell you from here," he commented. I peeled them off, and lifted my legs to straddle him. I gasped as his warm cock rested on my moist slit. I wrapped my arms around his neck and looped my legs between his arms at his side. Once I had balanced myself, it was time. I knew he was gazing into my face, which was beaded with sweat. I bit my lip and raised my hips slightly until his head pressed into my entrance. I had fucked myself daily with my dildo and the thought of him, cumming hard and fast, but nothing compared to real life. My cunt lips latched on to his cock as they welcomed him inch by inch into my hot, tight, wet hole. My face strained in pleasure as it filled me up to capacity, but I pushed down further to take that last inch that always hurt. He moaned in approval and grabbed my throat with his strong hand. All in, I began riding him. Fuck, it was so good. Within the first few thrusts I felt a deep pulse, like I wanted to cum. But I rode for a bit and squeezed my eyes together, trying to be quiet as possible. He wouldn't approve if I came yet. "Mmmm," he groaned softly and shoved his four fingers in my mouth to help silence me. I bit gently on them when I heard the command. "Cum now, slut." A few more thrusts and it came-strong and overpowering-my cunt clenched around his cock over and over again until I felt like I was going to black out. I probably bit down in his hand so hard so I wouldn't scream but he didn't budge. Heaving and ready to pass out I slumped down on his chest, but he brushed me off. "Not done yet, slut." I gathered strength and stood up, legs wobbly. "Turn around and bring that ass to me." I bent over and planted my hands on the closed toilet seat, opening my legs wide. He pressed his cock onto my right ass cheek. "Now look back at me." I turned and looked into his face, glancing at his sweat striped neck and chest. I felt him move his cock to my entrance by sliding it to the left to straighten it. With one smooth thrust he entered me and despite my intense orgasm moments ago, my cunt was greedy for his cock again. He showed no mercy as he began violently fucking my hole, digging his nails into the soft brown flesh of my ass. As he pounded my breasts swung around wildly and I almost slammed into the wall, but I braced myself. It was coming again. I felt the tingle in my lower belly and I couldn't hold back anymore-I felt the hot juice squirt out of my cunt and he withdrew, but put his cock under me so it splashed on it. Some landed on the ground, and some trickled down my legs into my black high heels. "Swallow," he commanded almost breathlessly. I knelt again, and as my mouth enveloped his cock I felt his hot thick load on the sides of my mouth, which I gulped down instantaneously. Without being told I licked him clean, my mess and his. Ceremoniously we got dressed and removed the masks. He left first, making sure the coast was clear for me to exit. We made our way down the corridor and back into the bustling restaurant. He opened the main door for me and as I was smiling at the thought of my feet squishing around in the wetness of my shoe, when he whispered in my ear. "Good girl, we are just getting started for tonight."