The call I was waiting for……
I got a text message asking if it was okay to take a voice call. I agreed and I received a call from a lady who did not give her name. She gave me an address in Paisley with the date and time. I was advised not to park my car in the driveway, there was plenty of parking in the quiet street. It was confirmed that I had to bring a photo ID and that I should have a bag with toiletries and a towel. I confirmed that I had a plain black hood and that I did not have any tattoos. She also said that I should be showered but not to wear any aftershave or deodorant.
So at 7 pm on a Friday evening, I arrived at a very upmarket part of Paisley, with tree-lined streets and detached houses. As instructed I stood in the secluded doorway of a lovely grand old detached home. whoever lived here must be financially secure. I rang the bell and the door opened wide. The person who opened the door was hiding behind it. A man’s voice told me to enter the room on the right. Once inside I heard the front door close. The room was very bright and it took a minute for my eyes to adjust. When I managed to focus, there in front of me was a naked lady with beautiful big breasts and a hairy pussy. She was wearing a red hood and the only markings on it was a drawing of a yellow sun on the forehead.
The person who opened the door was behind me and came forward. He too was naked and wore a gold hood with a red sun symbol on the forehead. His lovely big cock was dangling, a tasty-looking circumcised beauty which I would have loved to have got my lips around, although I don’t think I could take his big cock up my ass. He also had pubic hair.
He faced me and said, “I am The Master and this lady is The Mistress. We are the only two in the group that can identify you. Your details are not shared by anyone else. When you enter the room you will address any red or gold hood members with those titles. This is your first visit so you will only have oral duties. No penetration to you or by you is allowed. You may finger fuck, rim, and kiss. You are not allowed to refuse a request to give or receive oral. Do you understand these rules?”
I confirmed that I did.
The Mistress checked that I had removed my watch and that I did not have any rings or metal piercings. She took a photo of my driver’s license using her smartphone. All my clothes and bag were placed in a large plastic container with a lid and the number 8 was written on a label and slotted into the label holder on the container. The Mistress then examined me, putting her middle finger up my ass, and then sniffed her finger. She then placed a wide white rubber band with the number 08 on it. Satisfied that I did not have any deodorant or aftershave, she sprayed me with Eau de Cologne, which had a very pleasant but not too strong a fragrance.
The Master said, “Everyone in the room will smell the same as you so that no one can be singled out because of their own choice of fragrance. You are number 8. The zero before your number indicates that you are not allowed to fuck or be fucked. When you’re in the room, you will obey any Master or Mistress, you will not speak unless asked, and everyone is referred to by the number on their wristbands. Now put on your hood.”
With that, he took me down the hallway and opened to door to a large room. There were about twenty-five people in the room all naked. I guessed that there were about ten women. There were two gold hoods and three red hoods, the rest were all black like mine. Most did not have a zero on their wristbands. It was a wonderful scene – on one settee a male was fucking another male doggie style, bareback. Scattered among the many sofas, a lot of fucking and sucking was going on.
The Master who brought me in beckoned me over to him. He was sitting on a high chair. He signalled that I should kneel before him and pointed to his cock. I gladly sucked that lovely big cock and was delighted that after a minute of my lips sliding down his shaft and my fingers tickling his balls, he got erect. He signalled for me to move away and the Mistress who took my details straddled him and took his cock straight up her pussy and vigorously fucked him.
All around me were the groans and moans and the slapping of balls against ass and pussy. On the floor was a mattress covered with a black sheet. A buxom red-hooded Indian lady was on her back and a man was fucking her hard, his cock white with the semen of previous cocks. He emptied his balls and quickly another man took his place. I had a chance to glimpse at her lovely big breasts with their dark areolas and puffy nipples before the man plunged his cock into her soaking pussy. He emptied his balls and quickly got up.
I could not resist. I knelt beside her and pushed my face straight into the white creamy semen pouring from her overfilled pussy. I happily sucked all the semen out as much as possible then finger fucked her as I licked her clit. The semen was stuck to my hood as I vigorously pushed my fingers up her, first two fingers, then three, finally managing to fist fuck. It gave me great pleasure to hear her scream in pleasure and when she cried out, “Stop! No more!”
I rolled off her and lay beside her. I was suddenly pounced on by a gold hood kissing me and licking the semen from my hood. They were passionate tongue kisses. I felt someone else sucking my rock-hard cock. I couldn’t tell if it was male or female. The gold hood was replaced by a very wet cum filled pussy sitting on my face, which I sucked and licked for minutes. Two more pussies sat on my face, followed by a face fuck by a small cock. I emptied my balls into someone’s mouth. This continued for nearly half an hour, sucking cock and pussy, being massaged – and although my cock was drained by then, someone was still sucking at it.
Eventually, the Mistress told me to come with her and we left the room. She took me back to the holding room where I retrieved my bag and she directed me to the shower room. I was told to take my hood off in the shower but to put it back on again once I was dried and had left the shower room. While I was showering, she gently wiped the streaks of semen that were still stuck to my hood with a fragranced damp cloth.
After the shower, I donned the hood and went back into the holding room. The Master was waiting for me and took two blood samples from me. I got dressed. He informed me that he’d be sending the samples off for testing and that if all was well, I’d be invited back and be free to fuck and be fucked bareback.
“The next time you come back here,” he said, “you will be gangbanged by at least ten men and possibly be pegged by the Mistresses. That particular meeting will be all about you and if you manage to take all those cocks then you will be greatly rewarded. Don’t worry, we’ll prepare your anus before you enter the room. I strongly suggest you buy a dildo to practise with. Some of the group’s cocks are quite big.”
I was told that members of the group leave in reverse order of when they arrived. Since I was the last, I was the first to leave.
The thought of being gangbanged excited me but I was concerned. I had taken anal before but had never taken more than two cocks in succession up my anus in a meeting. Plus, I had always used condoms.
I was scared, but couldn’t wait for the next Mask Party.
