Lost Weekends by Anna Ellis

Lost Weekends by Anna Ellis

Author:Anna Ellis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotica, sex, couples, ff, fmm, oral


Haunted by Him

I feel his presence before I hear him. The room is dimly lit, and I can only see his silhouette, black against black and smell his musky sent.

The smell is such a turn on. Narisco Rodriguez for Him. A few years ago I was passing through the perfume counter in a department store, and almost climaxed on the spot when I recognized his scent. I bought a bottle and hid it in my drawer at home. Once in a while I’ll take it out and have a sniff.

He doesn’t say a word to me. He acknowledges me by gently grasping my wrists and drawing them up and over my head. I’m not afraid, only excited about what he’s going to do to me tonight. I let him wrap the bindings around my wrists, and lean back against the wall behind me. I can’t move my arms, nor do I want to.

Every year for Halloween, there is a party at the Balliol Mansion. I’ve never met the owners. It could be my mystery man for all I know.

There are three rules for the guests of the party.

No damaging the house or each other

No discussing what takes place during the party

Anything goes.

Full costume is a must as well. I attended my first party nine years ago with my husband, Aidan. As per the rules, we’ve never discussed what happened to either of us.

Of course I’m curious about what Aidan did at the party, but part of me doesn’t really want to know. I love Aiden; we’ve been married for over twenty years and we’re very happy. I’m not sure I could handle hearing about him and some other woman. Because then I’d have to tell him what happens to me.

I stand patiently, my arms bound above my head and wait for him to touch me.

Him. My mystery man. Every year he finds me in the same darkened room, where he proceeds to pleasure me until midnight, when the party ends. I have no idea who he is, or even what he looks like. I know his smell and I know his touch. And I know is how he makes me feel.

It’s the best sex of my life.

He begins to undress me.

For the party this year, I’ve wrapped a sheet around me, toga style and have a crown of leaves in my hair, which is loose and curly and long enough to cover my breasts. He finds where I’ve tucked in the sheet and begins to unwrap it from my body, his hands caressing every inch of me.

He never kisses me.

When I’m naked, his lips begin at my neck–teasing, sucking, biting the sensitive skin, his hands fondling my breasts.

I can do nothing to prevent this, even if I wanted to.

His lips tease my nipples, his mouth firm and demanding but not painful. Some years he likes to cause pain.

One year he spanked me with a paddle. Once, he used nipple clamps; another year he kept me on the brink of an orgasm for what felt like hours.



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