Halloween party with the phantom

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."