0 comments/ 72099 views/ 9 favorites Masquerade in Venice By: Eroica It was a just past sunset on a hot and humid Thursday September night at the 5 Star Hotel Monaco on the Grand Canal in Venice. As they descended the rounded staircase leading to the hotel lobby, Sherri and Ian noticed all eyes look up at them. Any why wouldn’t they? Sherri was dressed in a white slinky knee length dress with a low neckline that displayed her 38D breasts for all eyes to feast upon. Sherri’s beauty was mesmerizing with her long blond hair, a body out of Playboy and a classic model’s face. She also exuded a sexiness and presence that a person is born with and cannot be acquired. Her husband, Ian, was in his early fifties but still a tall and handsome presence that complemented his beautiful wife, although a twenty–two year difference in age separated them. Celebrating their two anniversary in Venice, was a dream come true to the extremely happy and compatible couple. Sexually, they were adventurous at times (see One is Not Enough), they did not consider themselves swingers but rather erotically open to experiences as they presented themselves. This being said, they had walked away and/or avoided several situations that one or the other felt was not in their best interests as a couple over the past seven years. The couple walked up to the bar of the hotel with picture windows facing the Grand Canal. Paintings were not necessary, as the scene through the windows could have been painted by an 18th century artist with marble churches and palaces serving as a backdrop to the passing gondolas. As they sat at the bar, Sherri sat on the stool and let the slit in her skirt reveal her beautiful tanned legs and her white thong for Ian’s eager eyes. He never got enough, she thought, as she felt a tingle between her legs. She loved exciting him, especially in public, and when she started to tease him she was oblivious to her surroundings. Leaning forward towards her husband, she said: “Baby, have you forgotten these so fast”. She was referring to her breasts that, at the angle she was leaning, were barely contained in her dress. He looked down and looked at the six inch cleavage surrounded by two generous mounds of enticing lightly tanned soft flesh. Her dress at this angle was barely covering her nipples as he glimpsed the dark brown tops of her peeking areolas. The best part was that these breasts were real and he marveled that they stood straight out and did not drop like other woman about to turn 30. “Baby, we just left the room and you are raring to go. Let me get you a cold drink to cool you off”. As Ian ordered two drinks with the bartender, Sherri turned in her swivel bar stool and noticed a very attractive couple in their 30’s staring at her from about ten feet away. She smiled demurely and she noticed both of them looking intently at her chest and long bare legs. “Oh, my”, she giggled to herself as she instinctively pulled up her dress a little more to cover her exposed breasts. She swiveled around to Ian as he was offering her glass to drink. The other couple decided that they wanted to meet this interesting couple with the sexy woman as soon as they saw them enter the hotel bar. Calling over to the waiter, the man said to buy the couple the next round of drinks. They looked like an interesting couple, these two sexy and attractive Americans, and the type that they were determined to meet in the hotel bar that night. They knew they were Americans from their accents and openness with each other. The Italian couple was Sergio and Gabriella Del Angelo of Venice. They came to hotel bars occasionally looking to meet interesting visiting couples to invite to their monthly parties with their Venetian friends. Informed by the bartender that their next drink was paid for already by the other couple, both Ian and Sherri turned at the same moment to look at the couple. They smiled and nodded thank you. Sergio, taking this as his cue, walked over to the bar and introduced himself and asked them to join him and his wife at the table. Sherri was instantly attractive to this suave Italian gentleman in his early forties, dressed in an expensive Armani sports coat, open collar shirt, and black slacks and topped off with black Italian loafers. He reached down and kissed her hand. Sherri looked at Ian and said, “How can we say no”? Sergio surveyed the beautiful woman before him and he looked down as he kissed her hand and felt a sexual stir in his pants as he stared at her swelling breasts and long exposed legs. As they reached the table, Gabriella stood up to meet the couple. She was a classic Italian beauty, tall with highlighted brown hair, full red lips and a slightly curved nose. She was wearing a silk tight black dress and jacket. As everyone sat down she removed the light jacket she was wearing and revealed a long tanned bared back that exposed the beginning of cleavage of her beautiful ass. Her dress was tantalizingly almost transparent and the excitement of meeting this attractive couple caused her nipples of her large breasts to harden and swell. Both Ian and Sherri felt a jolt of excitement at being the center of attention of this very attractive and sexy couple. Both Sergio and Gabriella spoke English very well with an Italian accent that made them both sound very sexy and alluring to the American couple. “So, are you enjoying your stay in our lovely city?”, asked Sergio. “Very, very much”, said Sherri. “The last few days we have visited all the sites and our evenings have also been great with great dinners and some visits to local clubs”, she added. The talk between the couples consisted of small talk about their backgrounds and their visit to Venice, intermingled with glances at the opposite attractive couple. There was electricity in the air that both Sherri and Ian felt after a few minutes of talking. “Tell me, have you spent any sexy evenings in Venice so far?” asked Gabriella with more than a hint of sensual suggestiveness. Before the couple could answer, Gabriella took Sherri’s hand under the table and squeezing it said: ”Our friends are having a party tomorrow night and we would like to invite you to come as our guests.” Gabriella looked into Sherri’s eyes with a beaming smile and Sherri felt a twinge of electric current passing between her joined hands with Gabriella and her pussy. Gabriella pulled slowly Sherri hand down to her open thigh and pressed her hand against her velvety smooth skin. Sherri felt excited and flushed even more but also slightly frightened at the aggressiveness of this exotic woman. She lost track of the conversation and could only think of the naked flesh that her fingernails were unconsciously digging into and the eyes of the woman next to her. “We would love to go a party with you since we only have two nights left in Venice after tonight”, answered Ian. She dimly heard Ian’s response and realized where the conversation was headed. “But would we fit in with your friends and we know so little Italian? Sherri quickly asked feeling a little protective after Ian’s quick okay. “They will love you both. You are unlike most Americans they meet here in Venice,” answered Sergio. He continued, “There will be many couples not only from Italy but from several other countries as well – Germany, France and even some interesting Russian couples. We speak English since so few others can speak our language” “But I really don’t have anything to wear to a party”, protested Sherri. Before she could go on Gabriella answered, “Well, dear, I forgot to mention that it is a Masquerade party and we have a pre-party for the ladies and gentlemen to get ready. We have plenty for you to wear at our home and you will love the masks we wear. At our little party for the ladies, we will get prepared for the party, have massages and special makeup and eat and drink a little. It will be great…. you will love the party and the many new people you will meet will also loooove you both,” she said with a sexy smile and a hint of naughtiness. Sherri looked at Ian and when she saw the look in his eyes she knew they were going to the party. She also realized that not only her hands were very wet, especially the one covered by Gabriella’s hand, and she knew her panties had more than a little wet spot. Oh well, at least I don’t have to worry about what I will wear, she told herself, and I do need a massage so bad. As she looked at the couple, she had the feeling that they were undressing her with their eyes and she felt that familiar twinge again between her legs. “What am I getting myself into?”, she asked with a smile to no one in particular. The next hour went by quickly as Gabriella was either holding her hand or rubbing her leg with her leg. Gabriella legs were so smooth and sent electric shocks throughout Sherri’s body. She felt hot and sensuous and much more comfortable with the exciting Italian couple who had unexpectedly befriended them. “Well, we need to leave for a dinner appointment. We are really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow night. I wish it was tonight, don’t you Gabriella?” Asked Sergio as they arose from the table. “Enjoy yourselves this evening and get a lot of rest. I guarantee that you will have a first class time, signora molto bella!” Thank you very much for your hospitality and invitation” said Ian. Gabriella at that moment stretched her shoulders, as she stood up and the outline of her breasts and large nipples was very visible beneath the sheer dress. “I guarantee the pleasure is all ours and we are looking forward to getting to know you much better”, Gabriella looked seductively at Ian as she held on to Sherri’s arm. Gabriella mentioned to the American couple to be ready about 6pm in the lobby the next evening. They would be met in the lobby by a young man and woman to be escorted to the pre-parties. Gabriella said, “So lovebirds enjoy yourselves because you ‘ll be separated tomorrow night for about 4 hours until the party begins. At the party you will have to search for your partner like everyone else, since everyone will be disguised. It will be fun and soooo exciting!” The American couple unexpectedly received special Italian goodbyes and kisses from the Italian couple. Gabriella leaned heavily into Ian and ground her pelvis into his crotch. As she kissed him on both cheeks, she held him tight against her and whispered in his ear, “Tomorrow will be very very special for us.” He felt intoxicated with desire for this exotic woman who felt and smelled so sexual. At the same time, Sherri was in an embrace from a suave and handsome Italian who was taking liberties with her body with his hands. She felt the hardness of his cock pressed up against her very wet pussy. His kiss on her lips was prolonged and she felt her lips unconsciously opening to receive his tongue when she caught herself at the last minute. As they watched the couple disappear into the night through the doors of the hotel, Sherri and Ian realized that a new world was being opened to them and that two new people had entered their lives unexpectedly and they each had the feeling that they would know them for a long time. It was dark when Ian and Sherri left the hotel. They decided on walking to a restaurant about a half a mile away. With his arm around Sherri, they walked past the busy square and entered the quiet passage way towards the restaurant. Venice is a series of walkways and canals and once you get away from the main areas it can be dark and deserted. “I think this party is going to be one like no other”, said Ian. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to Sherri.” he continued. Her free hand moved to his crotch and gently squeezed his cock. “By the size of this thing, I think you are pretty excited about this party tomorrow and getting to know Gabriella a little better.” Sherri replied. “What do you find sexier”, she added, “my dress with lots of cleavage or Gabriella’s almost see through dress?” Ian replied, “They are both so sexy. I would love to see you in her dress also to compare.” They were passing a small foot bridge over a canal and Sherri let go of rubbing his cock and leaned over the stone railing. Ian, looking at her beautiful ass went behind her and started grinding his semi-erect cock into her inviting ass. As he looked around, he noticed that the area was deserted and dark and no one was around. “Remember our ski trip last year and our Costa Rica adventure?”, asked Sherri. “”Well I have a feeling that tomorrow night will be wilder than both of them combined,” she continued and wiggling her as into his hardening cock. “You know, Sergio was staring at my tits all the whole time and Gabriella couldn’t keep her hands off me the entire night under the table. I have no doubt that the party will be very sexual although they were both a little vague about details” “I could find you in seconds even if there were 200 people in the room with full body costumes and masks, sweetheart!” Ian whispered in her ear and continued, “Where in all Venice could there be another set of boobs like these or an ass so inviting?” Ian slipped his hands under her dress and pushed aside the thin thong she was wearing and touched her pussy……. she was soaking wet. He inserted a finger and started to finger-fuck her slowly. “I want to fuck you right now in the open on the top of this bridge,” he growled. She responded by leaning lower on the stone bridge ledge and sticking her ass higher for easier access, teasing him and not thinking he was serious. “I don’t think we should do it right here baby…someone could come around the corner and see us at any moment” Sherri said without moving an inch. Before the last word was out of her lips, Ian removed his finger and penetrated her pussy with his erect cock with one gentle push of his hips. “Oh, you bastard you, you have no self control” she said as she met his thrusts taking his cock deep into her pussy. “Want me to stop…you love it don’t you?” Ian replied. “Yeees, give it me harder”, as she reached behind with both hands and spread her ass cheeks for him, suddenly oblivious to fucking in the open, mounted by her husband and rutting like two dogs in heat in a side street. At that moment, a gondola came around the corner of the small canal, about 50 feet away off the Grand Canal, and was coming towards the bridge. In the small boat, was a young couple with the gondolier standing and singing an Italian love song. Sherri’s first impulse was to move but she was pinned against the bridge railing with Ian’s cock pounding into her. She looked up and made eye contact with the three people on the boat about 20 meters away and coming towards them. They knew instantly that she was being fucked from behind by the man standing behind her. She smiled at them with a look that conveyed embarrassment and also pure sensual and animal lust at the same time. The couple looked up as they came close to the bridge and the man reached his hand over to the woman and gently exposed and squeezed her breast while both stared at the beautiful Sherri being pounded by Ian. The gondolier continued singing but he did so with a lustful stare at the same time staring at the beautiful blond woman being ravished above him. Sherri smiled and grimaced at the same time as her breasts were outside her dress and swaying back and forth as the threesome passed under the bridge. At that moment, she felt a hot surge starting at her feet and rising rapidly towards her head. Visions of the woman’s naked breast in the gondola, Gabriella’s smooth legs and Sergio’s roaming hands and probing tongue pushed her over the edge…. “I’m coming, baby….come with me now”, she shouted and both heard the echo off the walls with the singing of the gondolier. Ian could now let go and he pounded her even harder as he came deep in her pussy and she pushed back deep to take all of his cock. The sexual tension of the past hour made them have feel electric and the orgasmic release they both felt was very intense due to the fact that the presence of the Italian couple was still being felt by both and the openness of their sexuality was displayed wantonly to the three people on the gondola. He slowly withdrew from her and both were breathing heavily. “Did you see the gondola and people pass under us a minute ago”? Sherri asked as they both leaned against the stone bridge. “Of course I did…and they seemed to enjoy what they were seeing also” replied Ian. “I smiled at them the whole time. You must have enjoyed being watched also because you started to come as they passed under us. I’ll bet you were thinking some dirty thoughts as they looked at you,” Ian continued. “Well to tell you the truth I was turned on by the two men looking at me with such lust in their eyes and the woman starting to open her legs in front of me. I fantasized about them jumping off the gondola and using me and fucking me with you.” Sherri replied as she planted a kiss on her lips. “What if they did? Would you have let two strangers fuck you right here?” Ian looked at his beautiful wife and wondered. “You never know what you will do until you are in the situation.” replied Sherri smiling sexily and she teasingly added, “I might be in the mood to do a few more men tonight, thinking back to the ski vacation last winter, but it was perfect the way it turned out tonight.” “Let’s go eat, I’m famished,” Sherri declared as she straightened her dress and added, “we’ll have plenty of time to talk about our sexual fantasies but right now I need a wonderful meal and a good bottle of wine with my handsome and virile husband, alone.” Little did they know what the next 24 hours would bring………… (To be continued) Masquerade in Venice Ch. 02 Masquerade in Venice – The Seductions This is a continuation of a story – Masquerade in Venice. To appreciate this Chapter, it would be best to read the first story to get a good feel for the situation and context. The characters in this story are also in “One is not Enough.” The author appreciates comments and suggestions from readers. These stories are based upon mostly real life situations and fantasies to be enacted in the future – only the names have been changed to protect the “guilty”! They spent the next day doing the sightseeing that they had planned out prior to their trip. Back in their room about 4pm, both jumped into the large shower together to remove the sweat and grime of walking through the hot and humid city in the latter part of summer. “What do expect to happen tonight?” asked Ian as he watched Sherri shave her legs. “I know we fantasize about making love with other couples from time to time but Sergio and Gabriella didn’t look that wild a couple”, he added somewhat as a casual afterthought. Sherri replied, “Baby, they specifically came into the hotel bar to meet a couple like us and I had the feeling it was us that they were expecting! You saw the way she was dressed and how suave and sexy he was. And, don’t forget about all the touching and stares. So, I don’t think they are the typical ‘Ozzie and Harriet’ couple of Venice but on the other hand not quite the ‘Osborne’s’ either”. She chuckled and she looked at him. “I think you are getting a little nervous about what could possibly happen tonight. Remember, you are the one who accepted the invitation so fast without asking me at the bar last night,” she added. Ian recalled the meeting in the hotel bar the previous evening. He thought it was a nice touch when he received a phone message from the hotel management offering a free drink to them at the hotel bar, compliments of the management. They immediately met Gabriella and Sergio within minutes of sitting at the bar and before long they were invited to a Masquerade party the following night. “I know I did and I think the drinks made me feel a little more comfortable and unaware. I don’t know if strange men having sex with you without me around is something good for us as a couple”, replied Ian, looking at his beautiful wife’s body and imagining strange hands roaming over it at will . Sherri stood up next to him, putting her razor on the side of the tub and slipped her tongue into his mouth and said, “Honey, you are the love of my life. I love you so much. Nothing, I mean nothing, could change the way I feel about you and our deep love and respect for each other. Don’t worry about other men; I will be with you the entire night.” She then smiled in her seductive way and said, “You will forget all about your anxiety about me when you see sexy Gabriella again and if you get really lucky you might see the both of us together. I think she likes me and you know how it goes; you can’t predict what is going to happen in advance between two sexy women.” At that moment she turned around and bent over giving him a view of back her heart shaped ass and legs that she knew drove him absolutely crazy. He immediately pressed his aroused cock against her and put his hands on either side of her hips. “Whoa, cowboy, you’ll need all your ammunition tonight after the party with me.” She seductively said as she escaped his grasp ands stood up facing him with a sly smile. Sherri was the type who didn’t purposely seek out sexual situations but once she was ‘immersed’ in one she put her qualms and reservations to the side and went with the flow of the moment. Ian smiled and kissed her on her lips and said, “Okay, I won’t worry about anything except seeing you at the party and being with you. I know I’ll be able to pick you out of a crowd of even 1000 women. Let’s look for one another as soon as we arrive at the party and we’ll go from there,” Ian felt better knowing Sherri would be with him throughout the party………..or so he thought……… Both went down to the lobby at 6pm. Sherri was wearing a mini-shirt and tank shirt combination with her 3 inch heels. She looked stunning and sexy with her large and firm breasts spilling out of her push up bra. She couldn’t help herself looking as good as she possibly could be even though they were going to a masquerade party. Ian was wearing a sport coat and slacks with a black dress tee shirt. The very attractive young man and woman that were waiting for them and introduced themselves as Patrizia and Marco as they stood up and approached them from a nearby sofa. Both were college students from the university in Milan and their English skills were very good. Marco was very well built man, in his mid twenties, who looked like he spent more than an average amount of time in the weight room. He was handsome with black curly hair and sparkling blue eyes and was dressed completely in black. Patrizia was a beauty who sizzled at first sight. Ian immediately noticed her outstanding figure with very pronounced and large breasts and a beautiful pair of high heeled pumps. She was wearing a short black skirt and a very expensive red silk top. “We want to give you each something that will allow you to recognize each other at the party”, said Patrizia as she reached into a velvet case. She removed a beautiful gold and silver choker and placed it around Sherri’s neck. Sherri looked in the mirror in the hotel lobby and said, “It is beautiful. I would love to be able to afford something as nice as this some day”, turning from side to side admiring it in the mirror. “It is yours to keep, Senora. It is a gift to you from Senora Del Angelo.” said Patrizia As Sherri was admiring the beautiful piece of jewelry, Marco opened a small box and handed a surprised Ian a small emerald ring with small diamond clusters. It fit perfectly on his right ring finger. “At tonight’s party, you will be able to find and recognize each other by looking for these pieces of jewelry. These parties can be quite crowded and confusing with people blending together very easily”, Marco said with a grin. Marco added, “If you have never been to a Masquerade Party in Venice before, then you will find it very different than any in the entire world. First of all, everyone wears costumes and full face masks. Sometimes you have no idea who is speaking to who…..a famous actor, beautiful actress, politician or whatever!” Sherri replied, “This sounds like it is going to be fun. Ian let me look at the ring closely so I know what to look for later on.” As Ian extended his right hand, he thought again how easy it would be to pick Sherri out in the crowded party or how Sherri could recognize him given his height and stature and now the distinctive ring. He inwardly relaxed knowing he would be with his wife during the entire party. As Ian and Sherri kissed each other goodbye, at least for a few hours to prepare for the party separately, Ian walked towards Marco and asked him how far to their destination. This was to be his first shock of the night. The young man told Ian with a big smile that his escort was the beautiful and very erotic Patrizia and that he, Marco, was taking Sherri to Gabriella’s home. “We will all meet at the party around 22.00 hours or I think 10 o’clock as you say in America,” Marco added. With that said he walked over to Sherri, offered his arm and led her to the revolving door of the lobby. Both of them, turned around, and waved to the stunned and unbelieving Ian and his very nubile and sexy Italian escort. Patrizia noticed his look and said “Don’t worry she is in good hands with Marco”, not realizing herself the truth of the double entendre. Patrizia was no more than 22 years old and she told Ian that she was not from Venice or Milan but from the Naples area originally. She noticed his stunned look as he looked at his wife cross the square arm-in-arm with the young stud Marco walking like a peacock with his wife and had the feeling that he wasn’t listening to her but had his mind on his wife. “Do not worry about your beautiful wife…she will be treated very, very nice. I will take care of you and get you ready for the party tonight. You know how we women are, Senor, we need to be pampered and spoiled all the time. She will be in a very good mood for the party in a few hours. Can we have a drink at the bar together?” Patrizia asked him as she grazed his arm with her left breast as she wrapped her arm in his and steered him to the bar where it all started the previous night with Sergio and Gabriella San Angelo. At that moment, he became aware of the sexuality and strong personality of the young beautiful Italian woman walking beside him, who he thought, until just moments before, would be accompanying his wife to the pre-party. He had been so engrossed with thinking about Sherri that he hadn’t noticed the sexy woman except in passing. “I just love older men like you who have so much wisdom but retain their looks and vigor”, she said as she slipped onto the bar stool and crossed her legs giving him a view of her inner thighs. The rest of the patrons turned their heads in the bar as they walked through the glass doors and looked at this very different but sexy couple. Patrizia’s long dark brunette hair with its natural perm and her short skirt and 3 inch Italian pumps blended easily with middle age Ian’s casual European style. He must be paying very much to spend the evening with such a beautiful local woman, they thought collectively, assuming that the young woman was a very high priced escort that were very numerous in the higher priced hotels of Venice. Ian focused his mind and looked at her for what seemed the first time. He gazed at her dark and sexy eyes that appeared to hungrily and intensely be staring into his green sparkling eyes. After a second or two, he shrugged his shoulders and said, “Well”, he stopped looking down at her beautiful tanned legs, “I traded one beautiful woman for another so I really can’t complain…. can I now?” “You will never complain about your time with me” she cooed in her Italian accented English. “No one ever has yet” she added in a low voice as she re-crossed her legs and slowly rubbed her heel across his slacks. Sherri’s Story It was only a five minute walk to Gabriella’s home which was only a few short blocks from St. Mark’s square. Sherri felt strange walking with the handsome young man. His arms were so hard and he had black hair with sparkling blue eyes. A little shorter than Sherri with her heels on, she felt very secure and comfortable with this man who looked like he could have posed for one of those Greek or Roman statues she has been seeing in all the Venetian museums. “I will be assisting you to get ready for the party. I’ll be available to help you anyway you desire tonight. I am a masseuse also and Gabriella told me to make you a relaxed woman,” said Marco. With his Italian accent it sounded so sensual and the thought of a massage to Sherri was at the moment better than sex……….little did she know. The door to the palazzo was opened by another young man who was dressed in a tuxedo. He led Sherri and Marco through the large entry hall into an intimate sitting room, one of several off the hall. “Can I get you something to drink, signora?” asked the young man. Before she could answer he continued, “Mrs. Del Angelo recommends her favorite for you. Would you like a glass brought to you now?” Sherri said she would be delighted to have the special drink and then Marco excused himself and said he would return to give her a massage when she was ready. Within a couple of minutes, Sherri was contently sipping her Compari and soda and admiring the paintings and beautiful objects in the room. She heard the strains of a Vivaldi concerto echoing through the numerous rooms of the house. She thought that this home was so beautiful and there was an aura of class and refinement as she touched an antique vase. This vase looks like it is hundreds of years old, she thought to herself, admiring a scene painted on its side that looked like an ancient Roman orgy with nymphs and little men with erect penises. While she was it the middle of her thoughts, she heard light footsteps and as she turned she saw Gabriella walk into the room. She was dressed in black, floor length, transparent negligee with two inch black pump heels. Her large breasts were very visibly outlined as was the black g-string she was wearing. Her hair was up in a towel and her makeup was minimal. She walked across the room and kissed Sherri on both cheeks. “I am so glad you made it” Gabriella said. She mentioned that she and Sergio felt that she and Ian might decide not to come to the party. After a few more minutes of small talk and Sherri thanking her for the necklace, Gabriella grabbed Sherri’s hand and led her up the stairs. “We need to get you more comfortable and out of these clothes so you can prepare for the evening like the spoiled creatures that we are.” Gabriella smiled. In the large guest bedroom, Gabriella walked with Sherri to the large bedroom window and they looked to the canal below them. On the bed was a negligee similar to Gabriella but red in color but not quite so transparent. “I thought we could get ready together and that you would love this outfit”, Gabriella said turning towards the bed and said, “After you change and have a massage, I want to introduce you to some of my friends who will be getting ready on the third floor. Let me help you get out of these clothes.” Sherri was starting to feel the effects of the drink. Her body was tingling and she wondered if it was the drink or the decadent and refined atmosphere that she had walked into with the red walls and nudes scattered around the house. Gabriella was standing, in her transparent gown, in front of her and reaching around and unfastening her bra, fumbling in unclasping by reaching around Sherri. As the bra was released, her breasts momentarily brushed against Gabriella’s breasts through the negligee. Looking into her eyes, Gabriella leaned into Sherri and kissed her sensuously and passionately on the lips and as Sherri’s mouth opened she pulled her closer to her breasts. After one minute of intense dancing of their two tongues, delicately searching the depths of each other’s mouth, Gabriella stepped back and admired the American beauty. Sherri’s breasts were even better than she imagined….very large with beautiful areolas and erect nipples. She took both her breasts in her hands and slowly massaged them. “Have you been with a woman before, Sherri?” asked the beautiful Italian woman. “Yes, a few times but always in a group situation, never alone with a woman by myself”, replied Sherri staring into the eyes and lips of the woman massaging her breasts. “If you lived in Venice, we would be spending many afternoons together while our men were away,” Gabriella whispered as she moved her hand down to Sherri’s thong covered pussy. Sherri jumped at first but it felt so good that she closed her eyes and licked her red lip lips with her tongue and allowed the sensations to engulf her. “That feels so good, rubbing my breasts and my clit at the same time” she almost shouted coming out of her semi-conscious trance Gabriella knelt down on the carpet and pulled Sherri’s thong slowly down her legs. She kissed her just above her clitoris and said “I wanted to do this at the hotel last night. You are more beautiful than I ever imagined”, whispered Gabriella as Sherri lay back on the bed. Sherri spread her legs and allowed Gabriella to sample more of her shaved and totally bald private parts. Gabriella inserted her finger into Sherri’s wet pussy and lightly licked her clit with a light flicking motion. After a few minutes of this teasing by Gabriella, she climbed up on the bed and started to kiss Sherri’s neck and lips and started to concentrate on sucking and biting her breasts while continuing to finger her pussy. “Suck and bite my nipples”, Sherri gasped. Gabriella took the nipple of her right breast and gently sucked on her nipple and then looking at Sherri in the eye bit down on it with her teeth. She continued doing this with both of her large breasts for several more minutes. Sherri was on fire and wanted a release in the worst way. “Gabriella, please make me cum…I need you to use your tongue on me”, Sherri cried. Gabriella alternated between her left and right breasts while fingering her pussy with her long red nails. Her tongue left her breasts and she played with Sherri’s navel piercing for a few seconds, pulling the little barbell between her teeth. Finally, she placed her lipstick smeared mouth over Sherri’s clitoris and inserted a second and third finger in her pussy. With her other hand, she slowly circled Sherri’s anus her long fingernail and slowly and gently inserted the finger into the very tight but receptive orifice after lubing it with her finger. After a few minutes of alternating with sucking and flicking her clit and pumping her pussy and ass with her fingers, Sherri felt an orgasm building and overtaking every cell in her body. UMMMMMMMMMMM AAHHHHH HHHHOOOOOLY FUUUUUCCK”, Sherri screamed and shook her head back and forth as an intense orgasm racked her body causing her ass to bounce up and down on the bed. After a few seconds she collapsed backwards with every nerve ending in her body tingling and sensitive. When she opened her eyes a few minutes later, Gabriella was lying on the bed next to her and kissing her forehead and whispering in her ear, “Are you all right…. la maggior parte della donna bella? “Yes, I feel soooo good”, replied Sherri. “That’s great because it is time for you to have your massage….you will very relaxed and ‘loosened’ up for the party tonight” said Gabriella. “But I want to take care of you too” whispered the American as she reached over and touching one of Gabriella’s breasts. “Don’t worry……orgasms will not be a problem tonight for me. You will see for yourself. I will be with you tonight”. Gabriella smiled and leaned over a kissed Sherri on the lips. She added, raising herself off the bed, “Relax for a few minutes before your massage.” About a half hour later and semi-awake, Sherri felt someone else in the room. She looked up from her fetal position on the bed to see Marco and another young woman. “It’s time for your massage and Nina has brought you something more to drink,” said Marco. Sherri looked at the young couple. Marco was wearing a pair of black silk boxers, a black tank top that showed off his heavily muscular arms and he was setting up a massage table. Nina, about nineteen or twenty, was wearing white flowing long pants with a white tank top. It was tight and transparent enough to see her breasts and nipples. She was blond with brown eyes and very attractive. Sitting up, Sherri instinctively covered herself with the sheet over her breasts and took the glass from Nina. She felt incredibly alert and aware of her body still tingling and sensitive. She was so thirsty that she gulped the drink down in two gulps. “Nina, please get the signora some more to drink while we start the massage” said Marco as he prepared the table for Sherri’s to lie down upon. As Sherri arose from the bed, she noticed Marco’s eyed widen as she approached the table, feebly holding the sheet to her body. As she lay down, Marco said, “Gabriella asked me to give you a relaxing massage and to prepare you for the party. After the massage, Nina will help you get ready. She is an artist when it comes to makeup. I will start the massage now. You will like, signora.” The massage started on her calves and she quickly feel into a light sleep. She was dreaming of being at a big party and being the center of attention of all the guests. She felt many hands on her, massaging her breasts, and being penetrated simultaneously by several men at the same time. She noticed Ian to the side of her and he was fucking the young Italian girl, Patrizia, which met them at the hotel. Ian was standing between her legs as she lay on a table and was holding her by her ankles. Both were staring and smiling at Sherri as Ian pumped the girl forcefully over and over again. Then a man placed a big penis in Sherri’s mouth and started to fuck her mouth and she slowly swallowed him inch by inch. This seemed to go on for a few minutes when she felt a finger massaging her clitoris as she continued to suck on the cock. Masquerade in Venice Ch. 02 As she slowly regained conscious from her dream and emerging from a semi-conscious state, she slowly realized that there was an actual cock in her mouth. With her head facing down over the massage table, she opened her eyes to see a shaven pubic area and a man’s cock in her mouth, pumping slowly and gently. She removed the thick and 7” long cock from her mouth and looked up to the face of Marco. “I was massaging your back, when you grabbed my penis from my pants and brought it to your mouth. You sounded like you were in a dream and I let you do what you want with me,” pleaded Marco feeling a little embarrassed with his actions with the guest. “Don’t worry Marco it wasn’t your fault. I was dreaming and I was at a party and …..Oh well, I can’t leave you like this and after all I started it.” Sherri said feeling like a sexually possessed creature. She immediately put her head down and placed her mouth over the still rigid penis. Her right finger was massaging her clit while she was sleeping and she continued to stroke it. She thought of Ian and what he would say and felt a twinge of guilt with another man’s penis in her mouth without him being present. But the young man felt and tasted so good, she could not stop herself and she allowed her mouth to be used by Marco for his pleasure, allowing him deeper access to her throat then she thought possible. This continued for a few more minutes and she felt his penis starting to swell more and more and increasingly throb in her mouth and her throat. Her saliva and his pre-cum were flowing from her mouth as her mouth faced downwards towards the floor. He is using me as his whore, she thought to herself, as she lay naked and very vulnerable to anything sexual. Marco placed both of his hands on the side of her head and was forcing her mouth to meet his upward movements. She felt the extreme wetness of her vagina leak onto her inner thighs and the massage table as her finger massaged her very very sensitive clit. I wish Ian was here so they could both share me at the same time and I could feel Ian’s cock in my pussy and another man in my ass. He is getting close to cumming, she said to herself, as then the first surge of cum hit the back of her throat. He continued to pump and cum for about ten seconds as she allowed her open and receptive mouth being used for his pleasure. She exploded with another orgasm at the same time with her mouth firmly around the pulsating cock. The only sound was a low grunt and half scream emanating from her mouth full of his cock, cum and her saliva. For a minute or two, she continued to suck his now still pulsating cock and draining it completely. She then raised her head and stared up to his face and said with a sly smile, “How did this all happen? I fell asleep and I wake up with your cock in my mouth.” Marco replied, “Senora, I was leaning over you and massaging your back when you reached with your hands for my cock and started to stroke me. I didn’t know you were dreaming and then you pulled me to your mouth. I very sorry, I thought you wanted this……. ” Shelly looking at his growing distress smiled at him and said, “Don’t be upset. We both enjoyed it didn’t we? I was dreaming and well you know, I needed a cock at that moment and you were there. And, I am definitely not complaining.” At that moment, she heard Gabriella’s voice behind her and a hand moving slowly up her leg. “Are you relaxed now bellisima? It is time to get dressed for the party” Gabriella said to Sherri as she proceeded to kiss her on her cheek. Oh, the party thought Sherri. She had forgotten about it and she remembered at that moment how much she missed seeing Ian and she was looking forward to seeing him at the party. It was only a few hours since she left him at the hotel but she had already had sex with two people and the night had not even started yet! I have to tell Ian the circumstances and how I just couldn’t help myself. I hope he understands! As she raised herself off the table, Gabriella and Marco stared at her naked beauty. Gabriella felt an urge to reach forward and touch the large and horizontal D cup breasts but restrained herself realizing it was time to get dressed for the party. Gabriella thought to herself, while gazing at her beauty, that Sherri is a special woman. She is a very beautiful, young and sexual woman with no hang-ups and very open to the erotic life. Our friends will welcome her as a new and special treat like a new, novel and delicious dessert at a dinner party. Gabriella and her husband always looked for the older husband/younger wife combination in their search for new members of the secret erotic society, which they had belonged to for over ten years. The older men usually were ‘men of the world’, experienced in things sensual and did not have the possessive nature of many younger men. And in the case of Sherri and Ian, they had a wonderful combination of both being very attractive and exuding sexuality and not being afraid of sharing it with others. Couples and single men and women could never apply to be members of the Society. New members were identified by ‘scouts’ (Gabriella received a phone call from a member who was at the hotel who thought that the American couple looked like ideal candidates for the Society and qualified Americans were in short supply). Prospective members were chosen by a select few, similar to the way Sherri and Ian were chosen by Sergio and Gabriella to attend the masquerade party the previous night at the hotel bar. Although the American couple did not realize it, they were subtlety tested by the Italian couple before the invitation was extended to them. If their actions at the upcoming party proved acceptable to the rest of the members, they would be invited to become Members. Although most of the members were Italian, they made an effort to attract different nationalities and races. The ‘Societa Della Carne’ (Society of the Flesh) was worldwide but its orgiastic activities centered on Venice and other cities in Italy. It had a history that went back over 500 years and counted such notables as Casanova and Vivaldi as its members. “I hope Marco took good care of you,” said Gabriella as she handed Sherri a glass of Champagne. “He was a very good boy. He has a special touch!” Sherri said with a demure and sexy smile. Gabriella held out the diaphanous red negligee for Sherri to slip into and once she had wrapped herself, Gabriella hugged her from behind and with her both hands on Sherri’s breasts gave her a kiss on her right cheek and said: “Let’s dress you like a “Regina’ for our party or as you say in English, ‘The Queen of the Ball’. Nina will take care of your makeup and costume. ” As she walked out of the room with the young blond girl, she felt slightly lightheaded and felt her entire pubic area burning like it was on fire but in a very nice and sexual way. She did not realize that all her drinks contained an ancient aphrodisiac powder that was a secret to Venetian nobility and the Society for centuries. Little did she know that she was walking the same path as many other young and beautiful women had for centuries into the very secret and wildly sexual underground which would open up a world she could never had imagined……. Ian’s Story Sitting at the bar with the beautiful Patrizia, transported Ian back several decades to his time he spent in Naples, while he was stationed in the U.S. Navy. It was during a six month tour that he had a relationship with a beautiful and fiery 19 year old Sicilian girl, very similar look wise to Patrizia. His first real girlfriend, Anna, was a part time model in Rome and also was part of the nascent Italian porno industry. She introduced him to the world of manage a trios with her girlfriends and occasional orgies in Naples and Roma. This was quite heady stuff for a young man of 21 but is set him on a life long fascination with group sex, bi-sexual women and the world of the swinging lifestyle. It was always a war with Ian between his rigid Catholic upbringing and his desire to immerse himself in the world of illicit sex ever since those early years. A subsequent marriage to a ‘nice’ Catholic girl was a mistake from the beginning and twenty years later it ended in divorce. While separated he met the woman he has been dreaming about all these years – Sherri. That was seven years ago and now he felt in a weird way that he had come full circle and was sitting with a hot and sexy Italian woman, who reminded him of his first girlfriend, Anna. “Do you prefer Italian women or American Women, Ian?” she cooed to him almost startling him in her ability to read his thoughts. He replied by telling her the story of his first girlfriend in Italy including an overview of their sexual activities together 20 years ago. “That is so sexy and interesting Ian but you didn’t answer my question, Italian or American women?” She answered while leaning on her elbow with her head on her hand. “To tell you the truth, my fantasy woman is a sexy Italian woman like Sabrina Ferilli or the women in a Tinto Brass movie”, replied Ian. He added, “But Sherri is the love of my life and I can think of no other woman in the world who I would rather live with and make love to.” Patrizia answered, “Now the way I interpret this and tell me if I am correct, you would like to see someone like me and Sherri sharing your bed every night. Correct?” Ian looked at beautiful woman amazed at her intuition and insight. “Are you a mind reader?’ replied the stunned man. “No, but you have a very honest face and it is easy to see what you are thinking by looking at your expressions and beautiful eyes” Patrizia whispered and leaned close to his face. Ian was overcome with her perfume and closeness and felt his self control slipping and decided to change the subject. “Will you be at the party tonight Patrizia?” Ian said in choking manner. “Do you want me there, Ian” she said teasingly looking into his eyes while touching his hand with both of her manicured and soft hands and leaning forward allowing him to glimpse her deep cleavage. “To tell you the truth, yes, I want you to be there tonight,” replied Ian with his mind wandering to Sherri and Patrizia both being at the party together. Even in his growing sexual stupor, Ian realized that this beautiful Italian nymph was seducing him and he was helpless in her grasp. Patrizia saw the lust and the terror on Ian’s face and decided to let up on him for the moment. She knew she had him in her grasp and he was as helpless as a puppy dog. She wasn’t always this talented in seduction but she had learned her lessons well over the last four years as a member of the Society. She was recruited while she was a freshman at the University. At the time she was having an affair with an older married but estranged Professor from an old Venetian family. He was the one who introduced her to the erotic world of the Society and she had learned very well the ways of the flesh. They had since parted as a couple but she remained close to him and also his new wife. “Well, I’ll be there tonight with you and not only that, I will escort you the party myself,” replied the smiling woman. She added, “We will get ready together in your room if that is okay with you?” “Together in the room, alone? I don’t know about that.” Ian replied in amazement and shock. “Yes, you silly man. This is Europe and not your puritanical and hypocritical United States,” Patrizia replied while stretching her shoulders and pushing her breasts straight out. She added, “I have already bathed so I will be putting on my makeup and getting dressed for the party. It is really no big deal.” Patrizia has spent a vacation in the United States. While in San Diego, she was approached by a policeman on the beach to put her bikini top back on while she was sunbathing. She complied but asked him what the problem with being topless was. The policeman replied that it was the law…period and end of discussion. That night at a nightclub in the downtown of San Diego, she viewed hundreds of young women wearing party outfits that were practically transparent and XXX movies on her hotel television when she went back to her hotel, the Hotel del Coronado. She could not understand why topless bathing was so bad while rampant pornography was everywhere….billboards, movies, taxi cabs signs, etc. She concluded that Americans were hypocritical and totally contradictory in their thinking. So, it didn’t take much to understand where Ian was coming from. “Are you afraid of me, Iannnn? She added elongating his name teasingly. “No, and don’t take it the wrong way. I just don’t want Sherri to feel that something was going on in the room while she was away. It is not every day that I have a beautiful woman in a hotel room without my wife. It is difficult to explain, that’s all,” said Ian while staring at her incredible chest that he noticed contained no bra. Patricia said, “I’ll tell Sherri personally that I invited myself up to your room to get ready. She’ll understand completely, OK?” Ian nodded his head and felt relieved or something to that effect. He asked Patrizia if she wanted another round of drinks. She said yes and asked if they both could have a special drink that all her friends had before a party. Ian told her to order it while he visited the restroom. When the drinks came Sherri poured the aphrodisiac mixture into Ian’s drink. For males it also included some ground up Viagra in additional to the traditional male formula for Society members. Patrizia smiled to herself as Ian returned and remembered her first time at a Society party and the amazing virility of the men. She giggled to herself when she thought at the time, that all the Society men were sexual supermen. And, she also remembered, bringing an extra twinge to her pussy, that every man had sampled her charms that night not only once but many several times. She wore the red headdress and the red lipped mask that night. It would be the one that Sherri would be wearing at the party tonight…….lucky girl that Sherri will be tonight…...the target of every man!!!! “Salute!” toasted Patrizia to Ian and she came out of her daydream. She added, “You will remember this night as long as you live. You and your beautiful wife will be the stars of the party I am sure. You are a very attractive couple and everyone will want your attention!” “I left our costumes and such with the bellman in the lobby,” said Patrizia. “I will meet you in the room and we can get ready, ok”? She added. After finishing her drink, she stood up and kissed Ian on each cheek while pressing her ample chest into him. “I can’t wait to see you dressed up Ian,” she whispered in his ear and added “I can’t wait till you see me….dreeessed for the party; Room 702, right?” Ian looked at her swaying hips as she walked away from him. He thought to himself that they had only been together about an hour and already she could make him do anything she wanted. Well, I’ll go with the flow since Sherri is not here with me. He finished his drink and suddenly felt a hot flash as he stood up. Boy, did that girl have an effect on me or what, he murmured to himself. He headed back to his room to get ready. About ten minutes later he heard a knock on the door, and of course it was Patrizia followed by a bell man. “How many things do we need to wear?” exclaimed Ian as the bellman placed the boxes on the floor and hangers in the closet. “Not much,” replied Patrizia, “but we need a separate box for each item.” “Please place the Champagne over there” Patrizia told the bellman. Ian tipped him and he closed the door and then he turned around. Patrizia had already removed her blouse and was in the process of removing the rest of her clothing. She was utterly magnificent. She stood about 5’5” and weighed about 105 lbs. Her breasts were on the verge of being DD cup, completely tanned and her areolas were the size of half dollars. They were also defying gravity and stood almost horizontal. Her thin and shapely legs were supporting a perfect ass with white thong bikini tan lines. His throat went immediately dry and he flattened his back against the door speechless. Patrizia broke the strained silence by saying, “Ian haven’t you ever seen a naked woman before? Please give me a glass of champagne while I put on my makeup in the toilet”, she added. Ian stumbled over to small table and shakily poured the champagne into the two glasses. When he turned around, Patrizia was lying on the queen size bed completely nude and asked him to join him on the bed, patting the area where he should sit. “Don’t be shy I won’t bite you,” she sighed. As he walked to the bed she noticed the bulge in his trousers. He was aware of it also and tried to walk a little sideways so she wouldn’t notice. “Ian, please take off your clothes for me before you sit on the bed with me,” Patrizia seductively asked Ian. Ian reached the point of no return. There was no use arguing with this beautiful creature. He was putty in her hands. As she removed his shirt she stared at his chest and said, “Would you like to see your wife eat my pussy tonight?” As she said this she spread her legs and ran her two hands up the insides of her thighs. “I would like to see you fuck her from behind as she is doing me”, she added. “I am so horny, Ian. I haven’t had sex or an orgasm in one week. We always fast before a party so our anticipation and pleasure is so much greater when we are at the party.” Patrizia said as she squeezed her large breasts together. “Only two more hours to go, I can’t wait” she added. Ian slightly recovering and now completely nude and standing in front of Patrizia, said, “Are you positive that there will definitely be sexual activity at the party or are you just teasing met?” “Oh, Ian you are so sweet and naïve. Don’t you realize that you have been invited to an orgy with your wife,” she replied. Ian slowly nodded and noticed Patricia’ stare at the same time. His cock was erect and he had the two glasses of champagne in his hands. He handed her a glass and sat on the bed next to her. “I really don’t want to have sex with other women besides my wife,” said Ian. “But I’m worried about Sherri at the party without me and the other men,” he added. “Well your brain is saying one thing, but this (she reached over grabbing his penis) tells me something else!” Patrizia exclaimed and laughed. He reached over and started to feel her large breasts. “I love your penis. It is so perfect”, said Patrizia as she slowly stroked it up and down. “Well, I am not large like the men in porno, you know like that Rocco guy, from Italy,” replied Ian. “When will you men understand what women want. Yes, of course if the man’s penis is too small, well that’s a problem. But it is also a problem if it is too big. The men with big penises use it as a battering ram and it does not feel good either,” she explained as she leaned over and licked the head of his cock with her long tongue while staring at his eyes. He said, “You are right, I could fuck you here on this bed the rest of the night.” As he said this his hand traced a line around her body while she slowly licked his erect cock. He found her clitoris just be blow the small triangle of hair shaved to perfection. “Don’t stop, grazie, per favore,” Patrizia cried as her English and Italian jumbled together. Ian stood up and grabbed her legs and spread them. He knelt between her spread legs and whispered that he wanted to give her pleasure but he was in control from this point on. No more teasing for him, she was going to get it now……… His tongue on her pussy sent electric sparks through her body. Her inserted one then two fingers in to her wet pussy while flicking her clit slowly. He could sense her orgasm building as the walls of her vagina were staring to spasm. He picked up the pace of his tongue and she tensed up and let out a scream: “SSSSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Masquerade in Venice Ch. 02 She shook her head back and forth on the pillow. After a few minutes of kissing her thighs and overall vulva area, Ian looked up to her face. She had passed out after her orgasm. She has a small smile on her face. He stood up and looked down at his raging hard-on. Well, ‘you’ will have to wait for a while…..fucking her that is! I want to be able to look in her eyes as I ravish her and pay her back for all her teasing, touching, looks and innuendos. It wouldn’t be the same if I did her while she was unconscious. He took the glass of champagne and took a long sip tasting the champagne and Patrizia’s sweet juices at the same time. He looked into the mirror and then down towards the beautiful and sexy woman lying on the bed with the smile on her face and legs spread apart; and said to himself, “A’int Life Grand!” This is going to be a night we will remember for a long time. I wonder what Sherri is doing right now……………… To be continued as Masquerade in Venice – Societa Della Carne ……the finale is coming soon! Masquerade in Venice Ch. 03 Chapter 3: Societa Della Carne This is the final chapter of a story – Masquerade in Venice. To appreciate this Chapter and finale of the story, it would be best to read the first two chapters to get a good feel for the characters, situations and context. The characters in Masquerade in Venice are also in story "One is not Enough." by the same author. The author appreciates the comments and suggestions from many readers that he has received for the first two chapters of this story. He encourages more comments as this story ends. All the stories by this author have a basis in real life experience, those of close couple friends who have relayed their own experiences and, of course, unrealized fantasies. The story is fictional and the names of people, organizations, businesses, etc. have been disguised and changed. Any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. Ian sat in the stuffed chair and placed his feet upon the small ottoman. He gazed over at the sleeping Patrizia, who had curled up in a fetal position on the bed. After performing oral sex and having an orgasm that caused her to pass out, he had placed a small blanket over her, when he realized she was shivering a little. While he was no longer physically aroused, at least not rock hard and rigid, his mind was still filled with many erotic thoughts about Patrizia, Sherri and Gabriella. He gazed to the bed and saw the most perfect heart shaped ass facing him with the little triangle white patch of skin contrasting to the dark brown areas surrounding it. The thong she wears to the beach must be fairly small, because the white patch was only the size of a small hand. 'Wow', he said to himself letting his mind wander, she must be a stunning sight on the local Adriatic beaches. He imagined her walking topless on the sandy shore confidently and unselfconscious by him in his daydream with her fashionable large designer sunglasses. An Italian goddess personified, with her golden brown tanned skin; her long brown hair; her perfectly shaped large breasts swaying and gently bouncing as she walked; her red lipstick lips glistening in the sunshine. As these myriads of erotic thoughts kept running through his mind, he wondered about his attractiveness to this exotic woman lying on the bed across from him. He knew when he looked into the mirror that it wasn't his 30-year-old self-staring back at him. Yet, Sherri found him very handsome and exciting, but even with all the constant running and exercising, he felt himself not quite up to the physical standards of five or ten years ago. 'Well', continuing this internal dialogue as he started walking towards the window in the room, it must be my personality and charm…. it can be the only answer! At that moment, he heard a man with a baritone voice singing; and he pulled open the curtains to see a gondola passing by on the small canal beneath his window far below. The gondolier's voice was echoing in the narrow area above the water, surrounded by buildings older than any in the Americas, singing an old Italian love song to a couple in the gondola. The echoing effect made it sound like two or three men singing at the same time. The late summer sun was setting and the golden rays filled up the room with a subdued light. He leaned against the window and looked out at the sun sinking between two ancient churches across the main canal to his left. No wonder the great poets and lovers throughout history have flocked to this city like honing pigeons, he said to himself. "E Magnifico," whispered Patrizia, startling him out of his contemplation. Ian turned his head towards the beautiful woman and walking towards her on the bed, asked: "What was that, you just said to me. I didn't understand?" She sat up and with her sleepy eyes said, "It's magnificent" He sat on the bed and brushed her hair away from her face with one of his hands and said, "Yes, Venice is very beautiful," thinking of the beautiful scene he just witnessed outside his window. Patrizia giggled and grabbed his shoulders with her two hands and said, "No you silly man, not Venice, I meant your tongue!!!!!!!" With that she hugged him close and he felt her breasts flatten against his chest. She kissed him on his right cheek and said, "Your wife is a very lucky woman. When I get married, I will look for another Ian, that is for sure." He pushed her back on the bed and gently kissed her lips. He slowly kissed her neck and chin and worked his way slowly between her two breasts. Both breasts we facing outward from her body and were flattened by gravity, as only large natural breasts will do. His tongue caught the right breast and as he kissed it on its underside, he moved towards its center, circled her areola and gently sucked on her nipple. She moaned in response, and then his right hand made its way from the bottom of her ankle, lazily upward on the outside of her leg, pausing for a second or so on her knee, and then slowly progressing up her smooth inner thigh. He circled her outer lips with his forefinger, feeling her wetness and openness, and after a few seconds started a slow massage of her clitoris, which stood erect between her gleaming and wet lips below it, and an expanse of beautifully waxed skin, completely bare on top. "MMMMMMeraviglioso….mammarvelous I mean", moaned the Italian beauty as he continued to suck and kiss her nipples and manipulate her clitoris. "No, No, please stop, please" she opened her eyes and sat up on the edge of the bed, "We will be late for the party. If we don't stop now, we never will, and I have to get you the party on time. The Society would be very angry with me if we are late for the ceremony and we don't want to miss any of the festivities." Ian let her up and was startled by the sudden turn of events. He was seconds away from penetrating this very desirable woman and possess her completely, as only a man was capable of doing. Then, poof, it is all over and for the second time in an hour he is left with a huge erect cock with nowhere to go. Patrizia, sensing his distress and disappointment, kissed him on the lips holding his head between her two hands. She whispered in a low voice, "I promise you that tonight, I will give myself to you in ways I have never given myself to another man, completely, my Mind and my Body. Do you understand, Ian? You can do anything you want to me in a little while, by yourself, with another man, with your wife or whatever combination you want but, we need to get ready and dressed for the 'party', right now or we will be late!" After a final kiss on his lips, she arose from the bed and walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind her. He lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling with the square classical patterns and the thick ornamental moldings, with thoughts of lust and bewilderment circling in his head. The Society, The Society, he remembered Patrizia saying, "The Society would be mad at her." I'm not aware of any Society or a ceremony. I wonder what she was talking about? I thought we were going to a Masquerade party thrown by Sergio and Gabriella. I'll have to ask her about all of these things before we leave, he told himself looking around the slowly darkening room and hearing the water running in the sink in the bathroom. His cock was aching at this point and his thoughts went back to Sherri. It has only been a few hours since I had seen her but my, my, how the world has changed in that small amount of time. I'll explain to her the circumstances and what Patrizia and I did in the room tonight. I won't blame Patrizia for seducing me. On the other hand, how do I explain the reasons? Hmm, maybe I won't say anything or…….. At that moment, he heard the shower running. He thought of Patrizia standing nude in the shower, where only a few hours earlier he had been with Sherri, staring at her beautiful ass as she bent over shaving her long and beautiful legs. He then recalled the previous night on the small bridge. He ravished Sherri in public at night while a gondola with three people watched them as it passed under the bridge. He stood behind her pounding himself deep into her body while she was wantonly displayed for their eyes. I know Sherri likes group sex on occasion, especially when she is the center of attention of a group of men and women. Would tonight be one of those nights? He wondered. "Maybe I'll offer to wash her back," he said to himself thinking suddenly of the young Italian's perfect body, feeling his cock getting harder as his hand wrapped around it. "No, she is on a mission to get ready and get us out of here to the so called ;'festivities', ' ceremony' or party with a Society that I know nothing about." He closed his eyes and slowly started to dream random erotic thoughts…….Patrizia, Sherri, Gabriella…21, 29, 35…beautiful women, large breasts, young, sexy……… Masquerade in Venice Ch. 03 Nina cried out, AHHHHHHHHSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIII" as pumped the device in a frenzy for about 15 seconds. She then turned off the device and lay slumped with her hands on the now still device, still staring at Sherri. Monika helped her off the Sybian after a minute or so and assisted the exhausted girl to a large stuffed chair to rest, where she slumped down with her legs partially spread. Monika went over to the drawer and removed another similar phallus but larger about 8" in length. She removed the used one and replaced it with the new one. She took the lube and rubbed it all over the phallus and said to Sherri, "Now it is your turn, my Queen" Sherri immediately wanted to say no; she thought once again of Ian but, but,…….. but the warm feeling in her pussy and breasts, the lustful looks of Nina and the sexual actions she had been witnessing compelled her to stand up and walk forward to the beautiful skier, whose tall athletic body was muscular with small but very firm breasts without a hint of sag to them. "You'll like this so much that you'll want more and more tonight," purred the German as she turned Sherri around and removed her red see through robe. She then took her thumbs and slowly pulled her g-string down and removed them, leaving Sherri only standing in her heels–completely naked. Monika stood behind her and reached around her body and found the magnificent breasts. She gently felt them with her manicured fingers tweaking both nipples and squeezing them gently, marveling at their smoothness and naturalness. She dropped her hands to Sherri's hips and whispered, "Are you ready, donne bella? Due to the last two hours of sexual activity, the aphrodisiac working its way slowly through her system, and the decadent atmosphere, Sherri squatted down on the phallus, hesitated for a couple of seconds when it was against the entrance to her vagina, then plunged downward in one movement and engulfed the entire 8' vibrator into pussy. Her pussy was so wet from the previous 2 hours that she did need the lubrication herself. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," cried Sherri as Monika holding the remote control, simultaneously turned on the machine as she plunged downward on the phallus . Nina walked over from the chair and knelt in front of the now panting American woman. She started to worship her large breasts and Sherri held her head in her hands pressing her close to her chest. "Faster", pleaded Sherri after a minute or two, as she started to hump the phallus faster and harder, and rubbing her clitoris against the vibrating base. She was unaware of her audience that had entered the room. Her eyes had been closed due to the intensity of the sensations she was feeling and as her mind wandered again to her husband and lover, Ian, the man that no machine, woman or man could ever replace. She was imagining that this was Ian's cock she was riding, remembering the time they made love on the Spanish beach during their honeymoon, and then she started to feel that familiar warmth starting to spread throughout her entire body. "Faster, faster, it feels so fucking good," she screamed to Monika as her body started to spasm on the vibrating box and rotating phallus. Nina was biting on her nipples and stroking her clitoris with her hand. In the doorway of the room stood Sergio, Gabriella, Silvia and Fleur. The women were all completely nude except for transparent micro g-strings, silk stockings and thin garter belt and their 5"identical Italian pumps. Their makeup had been applied and all their hair was swept up on the top of their head, similar to Sherri and Monika. All were glistening with aromatic oils that had been applied to their bodies and their pubic areas were completely shaven. Except for their height differences, they looked eerily alike with bright red lipstick and very similar necklaces. They all had been Queens once before, on never to be forgotten nights, but tonight they were to be Assistants to the Queen, Sherri. Sergio stood in front of them wearing a red cape with the designs of a dragons, exquisitely hand sewn in the colors of black and gold. His black patent leather shoes were reflecting the candlelight in the room. "OHOHOHHHHHHHHHHHHYEAAAAAAAAA,"shouted Sherri as a massive orgasm racked her body and she rocked back and forth on the Sybian, with her breasts bouncing and swaying for the small appreciative audience. Nina had stood up and moved to the side after Sherri's thrashing orgasm. But instead of turning the device off, Monika continued to allow the phallus to continue the probing of her body. Sherri began to stir and react again to the relentless probing of the rotating phallus. "Fleur, please follow me," said Sergio as he took the beautiful French runway model by the hand. She stood at least 7" taller than the man but his regal bearing and attitude made her not seem so tall. As he stood in front of Sherri, he opened the front of his robe and revealed a rigid and very thick uncircumcised 6" penis, encased in black leather cock ring. He has totally nude otherwise, except for the slippers. Sergio lifted Sherri by the chin and said, "Suck me, my beauty." Sherri opened her eyes, one more time on this very different night, to see another shaven man with a large erect penis inches from her face. She looked up and saw the eyes and smile of Sergio and then down again to the penis. Her body and all her senses were on fire, she realized that she was becoming sex crazed like she never been in her entire life. "Yes, I want it," she whispered as she lowered her head and licked the underside of Sergio's cock. She lifted up her eyes and stared at him the entire time with her tongue slowly moving up his cock and when she finished circling the head a few times, she started to flick the head rapidly. "Santa Lucia, you have great talent," Sergio gasped as the young American woman engulfed his cock with her mouth and pump it with her right hand. Monika increased the speed of the Sybian and Sherri started her bump and grind motions over the phallus while slowly swallowing Sergio's cock. "Fleur, prepare her backside for tonight," Sergio commanded the French model who immediately understood the nature of the command. She lubed her long red nailed middle finger, and then she gently pushed Sherri forwards with her other hand. This action only forced more of Sergio's thick penis into her mouth and Sherri leaned over submissively for whatever Fleur was going to do to her. Fleur circled the young woman's anus and gently inserted her lubed finger up to the first knuckle. She immediately became aware of the rotating phallus on the other side of the thin membrane. "AHHHHHHH", moaned Sherri as she felt the red nailed finger enter her tight orifice, as she continued to suck Sergio's cock faster and faster. Sergio was trying to hold himself back as long as possible but it was becoming more and more difficult. Looking down on the beautiful American woman's bobbing head and seeing those eyes continuing to look up at him as she stopped sucking and licked his penis with copious amount of saliva. Then he refocused his gaze and saw the beautiful French woman squatting like a baseball catcher with her spread legs, shaved pussy and surgically perfect breasts, all supported by 5" heels. This was becoming two much for his overloaded senses. The French girl inserted a second finger into Sherri's ass and at the same time started to finger her clit furiously while staring at Sergio. She lifted her head off of Sergio's cock and shouted, "AAAAAghhhhhh, I'm cumming aginnnnnnnnn….fffffffffffuffffffffccccckk." She exploded in another massive orgasm and pushed back against Fleur's two fingers and the non-ending and continuous probing of the rotating Sybian phallus. This time she did not stop after her orgasm but continued to hump her clit against the machine and the two piston like fingers of the shaking French woman, who was in the middle of an orgasm herself, furiously rubbing her clitoris up and down with her finger. Across the room, the other women were caressing each other and kissing each other's necks and breasts, all the time watching with one eye the wanton display unfolding in front of them. They knew that Sherri would be an ideal Queen the way she was performing in the room. Sergio felt on the verge of cumming but he knew he needed to wait until the start of the festivities and the utterance of the Society's sacred Word. He was not allowed to orgasm tonight until the Word was uttered. He had fasted as all the Society's Brother's and Sister's had, for the past week. No sex for the week and he thought that he better stop now, right this second, before he exploded into the roof of her mouth! He would need his virility in a very short time and he also needed to test the new Queen to see if she was ready to go forward in accordance the ancient customs of the Brotherhood. He stepped back and gently removed Sherri's head off his penis. She had felt the familiar swelling and throbbing and knew he was only seconds away from cumming in her mouth. She wanted it all and wanted to swallow every single drop of his cum and suck him dry. She felt empty all of a sudden; she had become addicted to having her three orifices filled, giving her the zenith of pleasure for a woman. "I want more, more, more. I want more cock. Please let me have your cock. I want it, please give it back to me," she moaned with her eyes half closed while looking at the Prior and humping like an animal in heat against the phallus and the French beauty's fingers. Sergio turned around to the lustful and lewdly acting trio of women, with his throbbing and erect penis exposed to all, and announced in an authoritative voice, "She is ready. The Queen has said the SACRED word to start our festivities: Masquerade in Venice Ch. 03 She looked him in the eyes and kissed him on his cheek and whispered in his ear, "Fucking me or Gabriella or some other woman does not mean that you love Sherri any less, does it?. The same goes for Sherri. If she is getting pleasure from multiple partners, so what? When she looks for you among the crowd tonight, then you'll know that no matter how many cocks are in her tonight, she doesn't love you any less in a few hours then when she left you and I in the lobby earlier tonight." She continued, "you know…you know, I could fall in love with you very easily. But, and this is a big BUT, it would never happen because of your beautiful relationship with your wife. But, again, I would love you to fuck me over and over tonight in front of her!" Ian stared at the passing water and saw a floating can and realized everything that the young woman was saying was true. He and Sherri had participated in group sex several times since they had been together. If anything, their relationship had grown stronger because of these experiences and not the opposite. The more erotic the situation, the more they grew together as a couple. "Okay, my beautiful princess, let's enjoy the party tonight together. I am sure everyone will all have a good time and maybe, just maybe, I might ravish you tonight before it is all over!", he said as he saw bright lights ahead. Ian was being his usual delusional self. Of course he wanted to screw her brains out, more than anything at this moment. She reminded him so much of his first love so many years ago in Napoli. And, although he would not admit it to himself due his still residual Catholic guilt, he was turned on by the thought of Sherri sexually servicing men and women while he watched. "Ian, we are almost here. You need to remember that for the remainder of the night, we cannot take off our masks. This is a strict rule of the Society during the festivities. We must all remain anonymous. Remember what mine looks like so if we get separated you will recognize me. It will be difficult to see very well after a while. You will see," said Patrizia, after the gondolier told them that their stop was just ahead. Her mask was purple and white and it covered her entire face except for her mouth and chin. It had purple and black feathers rising above her forehead about 8 " in the air. Ian's on the other hand, was slightly grotesque and covered his face and the top of his head. It resembled a bird with a large beak and had feathers streaming out from either side. "How big is this church we are going to? Will there be many people there? Asked Ian with his big beaked mask." Sherri again laughed at his grotesque mask and silly question and said, "You never cease to surprise me. We are not going to the church, we are only getting off here. We will walk a few blocks to where the event will take place. Oh, and the number of people. There are usually about 100 plus and a 60/40 ratio of men to women. We woman need extra men…. we outlast them all by the end of the night! They pulled up to the side of the church and the gondolier raced forward to help them off. Patrizia teasingly displayed her leg again wantonly to the poor man as she stepped off the boat. Ian followed and jumped up without the man's assistance. "Grazie, donne bella" said the gondolier shyly as Patrizia handed him a 10-euro note and took Ian by the arm as they walked the few blocks. After they were walking about 100 meters, Ian noticed that the young woman was having a little trouble with her balance with the 5" heels on the ancient cobblestone streets. "Are you going to all right wearing those heels all night. It has to be very uncomfortable for you," asked a concerned Ian Patrizia stopped in the middle of the very dark and deserted street and releasing Ian's arm turned and faced him and said with a smile, "Ian, Darling, I don't expect to be on my feet much tonight, but thank you for your concern. Buuuut these heels look sooooo good when they are in the air with the heels pointed at the ceiling…..and I expect to be on my back or on knees most of the night!!!!" She reached up and kissed him on the lips and put her arm in his and proceeded up the street. When they arrived at the fairly large building, two large men were standing outside. Patrizia opened the top of her purple cloak, inlaid with the intricate designs of a Society member, and displayed the dazzling necklace that was very similar to the one given Sherri earlier in the evening. "Ian, please show him your ring, " Patrizia asked after closing the top of her cloak: Ian extended his right hand and showed the security men his ring. The two men nodded and smiled at the couple, wished them a good night and then opened the door for them and they immediately heard the thumping beat of rave type dance music. Ian could not believe his eyes!!