Halloween Party with the Phantom

Jamie was immediately horrified at the thought that a complete stranger could see up her skirt, and even worse – all the arousal from the night's events had swollen her pussy and her lips were open and wet. As a result, they were actually protruding on either side of the thin sliver of lace covering them... much of her bald pussy was exposed to his lustful gaze. To make matters worse, Steve had decided to take advantage of this opportunity as Paul spoke to surreptitiously caress her ass, using his cape to keep his actions just out of the view of the audience. His touch was driving her wild, and the more excited she became, the more her pussy opened.

Slowly it crept up on her... she was actually excited at the thought that his handsome stranger could see her pussy. Between the thoughts in her head, and the touch of Steve's hand on her burning skin, she was incredibly aroused! The nectar in her pussy began to flow freely, and her lips swelled even further. She could only imagine the sight that he was now being treated to, something akin to a lace ribbon through a wet flower. She wished Steve would throw her down and fuck her right there on the stage while the crowd cheered him on. It took all her strength to resist reaching down and rubbing her dripping cunt until she exploded for her gawking audience.

Mercifully, Paul stopped speaking, and Steve had to quickly pull his hand away as attention shifted back to him. Jamie skirted away from the edge of the stage, carefully avoiding getting too close to Paul at the same time. As Steve began to read the winning raffle numbers, Jamie turned to retrieve the prizes from the table where they were on display. She tried to be as discreet as possible not wanting anyone else to get a glance at her wet pussy. But the thought of him watching was exciting to her and she bent a little further until the round globes of her ass were just barely visible under her skirt. It was only the sound of Steve clearing her throat that snapped her out of her erotic trance, and back to reality.

Steve recognized the look on Jamie's face immediately, and truth be told, her exhibitionistic streak excited him as much as did her. As they made their way off stage to thunderous applause, it was Steve's turn to whisper to his sexy wife. "You naughty little slut, I can't believe the way you show that cunt off to strangers. When we get home, I am going to put you over my knee and spank that sweet ass you love showing off. Then I will fuck you for hours... until you scream my name out loud and beg me to stop!" he moaned in her ear.

The effect of his words was immediate and dramatic; she felt he wide-open pussy soak the front of her panties, which was now completely surrounded by her dripping pussy lips. Jamie had reached her breaking point, she knew she had to have Steve right then and there or she would surely burst. She grabbed him by the hand, and led him into a dark alcove behind the stage. She turned and faced her life's desire, kissed him deeply and with real hunger, then dropped to her knees before him.

"I need you Steven... right now, and more than I have ever needed ANTHING in my entire life!" She unbuckled his belt as he looked around making a feeble effort to protest.

"But Jamie...someone could see..." He surrendered to the mouth that was now covering his cock. She grabbed him and sucked him with such hunger. He was instantly hard.

Her small hand wrapped around his shaft and slipped him right into her mouth, taking in all of him. She sucked at his delicious cock as her hand followed with long strokes; the tip of her tongue licked the tip of his manhood as she stroked him harder finally swallowing him up again. The warmth and moisture of her mouth drove him crazy, the fact that anyone could come looking for them and catch his sexy wife blowing him put him in a daze. He knew the thought turned her on as well and that is why she was doing it.

From the corner of his eye, he spotted the outline of someone behind the curtain; he tried to concentrate on who it was, but as Jamie's tongue and mouth did wonders, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back. "I have wanted to suck this cock all night. While those creeps pawed at me, I could only think of this beautiful thick cock and how much I wanted to taste it".

"If you think this is it for tonight, you can think again babydoll..." Her tongue licked up and down the full length of him before heading down to his balls...She lowered herself a little and opened her mouth wide before sucking and nuzzling at them. Steve opened his eyes again and saw the figure behind the curtain; it was the Phantom! He was enjoying the show...his and Jamie's show. And the way Jamie's was bent, her skirt lifted practically over her hips, he knew the concealed stranger could see her bare ass and her cunt. That thought just about drove him over the edge, and his cock began to swell even more in his wife's mouth.

"Cum for me Steven...cum in my mouth, the way all those other men would have liked to." Her words, the Phantom staring at his wife's pussy, the thought of the men pawing at her fueled him. "You little whore, you liked being watched don't you?" He slipped one hand in her golden mane and turned her face slightly so she could see the Phantom.

She almost stopped but he held on to her determined to give the Phantom his show...after all isn't that what she wanted?

"Suck me good and swallow every last drop, you wouldn't want to disappoint your audience, would we?" She was surprised at Steve's exhibitionistic behavior but she was more than happy to comply with his demands.

She sucked him harder and faster until she felt his engorged member about to explode.

Steve held on to Jamie's head to make sure she would take in all of him.

"Take it all you little slut!" His body contracted, then shivered and his big cock began to explode in her mouth. She felt his hot semen blast out of his cock like a fire hose and slide down her throat, as she swallowed as fast she could. Again and again he erupted in her hot mouth, and again she swallowed his load. He shivered again, spent, but not before a last dollop of cum spilled into her mouth and trickled down her chin. She got up in a flash, not yet completely out of her erotic trance; but almost embarrassed that the Phantom has watched the whole thing.

"What a good girl you are Jamie." She seemed a little angry. "That wasn't fair Steven."

He laughed as he zipped himself up. "Not fair? You showed your pussy and ass to half a dozen men and that's fair? The score is even now Jamie. You saved yourself from a spanking"

She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed, the thought of being spanked had appealed to her.

"Kiss me," He demanded as he grabbed the back of her head and pressed his lips to hers. She surrendered to his embrace and returned his kiss passionately.

"Come on, Babydoll... let's say our goodbyes and head home."

"You go ahead, let me freshen up and I'll meet you in a few minutes." Steve disappeared behind the curtain and Jamie straightened her clothes and ran her fingers through her hair. She thought she heard a noise and felt someone behind her.

"Steve?" She turned to speak to her husband, but instead found herself face to face with the Phantom. She froze as she stared into his beautiful dark eyes. They were both icy cold and yet, oddly compelling at the same time. He stepped forward toward her, invading her personal space, and she retreated a step. She didn't speak. The lust she had detected in his eyes earlier was still present; with his pupil dilated, his gaze fixed solely on her. She was backed against the wall. She wanted to scream, but she found she couldn't. She wanted Steve to rescue her again as he always did, but he was out there in the midst of the guests.

The Phantom slipped his leg in between her thighs and parted them slowly. She was frozen, her eyes locked with his. His hand moved smoothly under her skirt and slipped into her wet panties. He felt the nubile flesh with his fingers and cupped her mound, his eyes never leaving hers. Jamie closed her eyes and gasped at the feeling of his soft hands on her wet pussy. He smiled at her response.

In one quick motion, he spun her around and pressed her against the wall. He pressed against her, demonstrating how hard she had made him. Her eyes flew open; it was HIM that had groped her in the crowd! She tried to turn around and confront him, but she seemed incapable of moving. As he lifted up her skirt exposing her bare ass, he pushed her legs apart with his feet. His hand moved her g-string aside. He rubbed one ass cheek at first then the other before sliding his hand down to her pussy from behind. His hand cupped her bald pussy making her moan in pleasure. His hand massaged her cunt up and down and Jamie felt dazed, almost drunk and incapable of stopping what was happening.

She had just blown Steve and was incredibly aroused, and now the handsome masked stranger was stroking her cunt; she was on fire and begging for release. She was soaked as his finger glided in between her cum slickened lips and he thrust one finger inside. She gasped. His fingers pumped in and out of her pussy, her hands were resting on the wall to help keep her up. She tilted her head back. His finger danced inside her wet open cunt as she moaned slightly and pushed back against his hand.

He pumped his finger in and out of her with speed, his mouth close to her ear he whispered his first words in a deep bass voice. "Cum for me witch!" Her body quivered as her pussy squeezed the finger inside. She squeezed her legs together to prolong the wonderful sensation. He pumped her cunt harder and faster. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned as she exploded again and again. He slowed his pace as her orgasm subsided. She tried to catch her breath as her removed the finger from her now dripping cunt. He lowered her skirt and turned her back around to face him. He was grinning as he stared into her eyes, and slowly raised his moist finger to his lips. As he tasted her juices from his finger, he moaned, "Mmmmmmmm" Jamie stared in astonishment at just how sexy it was to watch him do that.

Jamie tried to focus once again, trying to determine if what had just happened was real or a dream. Just then Steve appeared through the curtain.

"Jamie! We're waiting for you, come on!"

Panicked at the thought of what had transpired, she looked back to the Phantom, but he was gone. She glanced up and down the hallway, but there was no sign of him

Jamie followed her husband back to the party to say their goodbyes, and found him with Bill, the ballroom manager. Steve smiled as she appeared and then said to her, "Jamie wait until you hear this.... Bill was just telling me about the fire they had at a Halloween party like this one back in the 80's."

Bill sized up Jamie, quickly surmised why she and Steve were backstage and smiled. Bill was instantly smitten with her as many men were, and he was eager to impress her with his knowledge of local history. "It was actually on Halloween night; the fire started in the kitchen, but quickly spread to the ballroom where a huge costume ball was being held. They thought everyone had gotten out safely, and they decided it had become too dangerous, so they just let it burn." Both Steve and Jamie were fascinated to hear the rest.

Bill continued, "everyone was horrified when a guy in a Phantom of the Opera mask appeared at the window.... He was on fire, pounding on the window and screaming for help until the flames consumed him and he disappeared."

"Wow!" both of them gasped at the same time, but Bill continued. "The odd thing was, they never did find his body in the rubble. Nobody really knows what happened to it."

Just then an outside door blew open and the stage curtains billowed in the breeze. All three turned to look and saw what appeared to be a man standing on the balcony above the stage. The outside door slammed shut, and all three spun in surprise. When they looked back, the man was gone. "Where did he go? Was that the guy in the Phantom mask we saw earlier?"

Bill's face went pale "what guy? I worked the door tonight; there was nobody in a Phantom mask. We don't allow any of those since we reopened; it freaks the old timers out too much. Trust me... nobody got in tonight with a Phantom mask."

Jamie just shivered at the sudden drop in temperature, and felt her nipples harden. "Steven... I think its time to go."